Push Me Disclaimer: I own nothing. I just really wanted to make a good fic for Herm and Oliver. Oliver Wood-16 (6th year) Harry Potter- 15 (5th year) Ron Weasley-15 (5th year) Hermione Granger- 15 (5th year) Fred and George Weasley-16 (6th year) AN: Sorry about the mix up. Chapter 7 isn't the last chapter, but it's coming up soon. Enjoy!

Chapter 8
"We were just planning a congrats party for the Quidditch team," Ginny said quickly jumping up from the bed she was sitting on to stand in front of Hermione. "You weren't back from the game yet so we decided to start without you. Do you want to help?"
"No thanks," Hermione said slowly. She raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "I've got too much on my plate. Continue. I'll just take my homework into the common room."

"I can't believe you did all that," laughed Ron recalling Wood's performance during the game as the team made it's way to the common room. Wood smiled sheepishly.
"I had to do something to gain her attention," he answered. He shrugged and gave his friends a sideway grin.
"Judging from the redness of her blush, I'd say you've succeeded," Katie told him. Wood flushed.
"Good. Now, how do I get to her?"
"You have to go to her best friend," Alicia answered him as they waited for the staircases to stop moving.
"I have. I've got Ron and Harry don't I?" Alicia and Katie shook their heads as if to say 'boys'. Alicia smiled.
"Yes, but that wasn't what I meant. You have to get to her best female friend."
"Ginny?" he said confused. He looked to Harry and Ron for confirmation.
"Exactly. Now come on before the staircase changes again!" Katie said.

"Ginny?" Oliver called. He'd been on his way to breakfast when he'd happened to have the good luck to see Ginny a few feet in front of him. She must be coming back from breakfast, he realized. She waited until he'd caught up with her to reply.
"Yes?" she said innocently. When he didn't answer right away, Ginny raised her eyebrows as though to say 'go on'.
"I-I need your help," he stammered nervously running his hand through his hair.
"With what?" Ginny almost wanted to go 'aw' it was so obvious that he was at a lost of what to do and was at the end of his rope that it was sad. He was so adorable! How could Hermione resist him for so long? But then again, Hermione had an iron will.
"With Hermione. I need to know what I can do to gain her trust. She's still a bit wary of me because she knows I fancy her."
"Oliver, everyone knows you fancy her!" Ginny grinned. "You need to be more of a friend to her and stop trying to impress her. Just be there for her. She's going through a tough time now and maybe you can gain enough of her trust so that you'll find out what's keeping her cold. It might have something to do with why she doesn't want to date right now."
"Thanks Ginny!" Oliver grinned and gave Ginny a big hug. He ran off slightly happier than he'd been in a long time.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron sat in the common room that afternoon studying for a quiz they were to have next week in DADA. Harry and Ron had asked for help
"Hermione," Harry sighed as he, Ron, and Hermione sat down in the common room late that evening. "It's been weeks since you and Oliver have become friends. You've almost gotten closer to him than to us! Why don't you just cave and give the boy a date?"
"Because, Harry," Hermione said shaking her head. "I still don't think I'm ready. I trust him a lot more, but I'm scared to try anything else with him."
"Hermione, you trust him, right?" Ron asked.
"Yes. I just said that I did." Hermione rolled her eyes in amazement that Ron had made it to his 5th year with the level intelligence he was showing right now. 'Then again,' Hermione thought. 'He's had me.'
"Well, give him a chance. You said that he wanted to talk to you tonight, right?"
"Yeah. But, by now, he's probably seen that being friends is better."
"Maybe, maybe not. But you can ask him."

Oliver and Hermione sat quietly in the great hall. For the past twenty minutes they'd done nothing but talk about the days events making sure not to bring up the subject of romance in anyway. Finally, when Oliver decided he couldn't take it anymore, he made his move.
"Hermione," Oliver sighed as the two sat alone in the great hall. He reached out towards a surprised Hermione and pulled her closer.
"Wood!" she shrieked in surprise. She pushed at him which made him hold her tighter and closer. "Let me go!" She squirmed for a few more minutes before finally deciding there was no use.
"I can't," Oliver admitted softly. He caressed the side of her face with his right hand and held her tightly with his left. He put his hand under her chin and lifted it so that she had to look up into his eyes. "Hermione, what's keeping you so cold? Why aren't you interested in me?"
"I-I am interested. I just can't make the leap to meet you over the edge." Hermione breathed. She knew she sounded stupid, but it was the only thing she could think of at the moment to express her feelings.
"Why?" Oliver pressed. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to understand her meaning.
"I don't want to talk about it. It doesn't matter anyway so, let's go. Please?" Hermione pushed at him again. Oliver didn't budge and Hermione wanted to knock him on his head but she realized that probably wouldn't hurt the git anymore than her pushing.
"It doesn't matter?" Oliver loosened his hold on Hermione enough for her to leave if she wanted, but instead she looked to Oliver in surprise at his outburst. "It matters if it's keeping us apart! I want to know! I deserve to know!" Hermione stood.
"Krum wanted to have sex with me!" She shouted at him. Oliver stood slowly, his mouth open in shock. Hermione continued as though nothing had happened. "He was using me and he dumped me for Fleur! Are you happy now? I was dumped because I wouldn't put out!"
Oliver tried to pull Hermione back to him but she slapped his hands away and ran out of the hall as fast as she could. Oliver watched her go, still in shock, and unable to move. By the time he regained his senses Hermione was gone.

"Harry! Ron!" Oliver hissed. "Wake up!" When he got no response from either of the boys he hit them both with pillows which caused them to jump up quickly.
"No more gravy!" Ron shouted stupidly. His eyes quickly focused however once he was fully awake and he noticed that Oliver was standing in front of both him and Harry looking pissed.
"W-what happened?" Ron asked rubbing his eyes and glancing from Wood to Harry. Harry just shrugged and Wood bit his lip. Ron narrowed his eyes. "Spill it, Wood."
"Hermione, um, ran off," he mumbled.
"She did what?" Harry exclaimed. Ron and Wood shushed him so Harry led them into the common room.
"Now," Ron said a bit more calmly. "She did what?" he shouted. Harry wanted to laugh, but seeing the look on Wood's face stopped that feeling at once.
"She ran off and I think it's my fault." Wood's jaw clenched as though he was angry about something. Harry and Ron's eyes narrowed on Wood and they advanced on the burly Keeper.
"What did you do?" they asked at once.
"I-I," Wood stammered. He never thought he'd see the day when Harry and Ron frightened him enough to make him stammer. He was taller and stronger than both boys so why would they frighten him? Then he remembered that where Hermione was concerned the two of them had powers far beyond belief when protecting her.