Chapter 2---In which Caoilin gets into trouble
Later that night.
Caoilin lay on her bed, the only spare being in the 1st year's room. Not that she was all too concerned, a room was only somewhere for her to sleep when she wasn't training or in class after all. Hermione had tried her best to make her feel at home, but there was just something missing. Perhaps it was the lack of silence in the room. Caoilin was an only child and was very much used to being on her own. But there was something else, something more important that was in absence, as she laid in her pj's trying to get to sleep she thought of her parents. A knot formed in the small girls' stomach, worry was not going to let her sleep.
She lay quietly until the other girls were fast asleep, and then she decided to move. Constantly worrying wasn't going to help her sleep. Sighing quietly, she got up and put her checked dressing gown and threw her new Griffindor scarf around her neck. Then she grabbed one of her bags that contained her quidditch books and went down to the common room. Luckily it was deserted. For hours Caoilin sat in a huge armchair poring over books of statistics and reading up on different techniques for goal scoring.
"What are you doing here?" A voice came from behind.
Caoilin jumped, completely startled and bit back a scream hard. She tasted blood-she'd bitten her lip a little too hard.
"Are you deaf? We aren't allowed to be out of bed late at night, you did know that didn't you?" the boy's voice said again and Caoilin slowly closed her books, standing up she said a silent prayer hoping it wasn't Percy Weasley.
Oliver Wood got the first look at Caoilin for the day. His brow wrinkled in unconscious concern when he saw her thin face stark white and the darkened hollows under her green eyes. She looked so small and helpless like she could be blown away with the next breeze.
"What's it to you Wood?" Caoilin said boldly, despite her appearance her voice would almost never let her down to come across strongly.
"Just making sure you know you'll get into trouble if you're found down here." Oliver said indifferently "I couldn't exactly let my new Chaser get detention"
"Yeah, I'm sure you'd hate that," Caoilin mumbled to herself "And I do know I'd get into trouble," she said louder "but I'm not really that worried about it. I couldn't sleep, so I came down here to do some light reading."
Oliver crossed the room and looked at her books "I'd hardly call this light reading, Caitlin, how'd you get these?" his face lit up with excitement "only the international coaches get access to this stuff."
Caoilin's lips met in a straight line "My name, is Caoilin MacBrádaigh, KEE- lin Mac BRAY-dee, not Caitlin." She said sternly, sweeping up her pile of books into her arms. "My uncle gave them to me."
"Oh," was all Oliver had to say.
Caoilin sighed, and looked out the window. The first light of the day was beginning to pour through the glass windows. The soft light caught her light brown hair as she shook her head, cursing herself for being disturbed.
"Well, I'm going off to bed now. Bye." She said as she disappeared up the staircase to her room.
Oliver just stood there for a moment, wondering why on earth he was cursed with such a strange girl for a Chaser.
~~~*~~~*~~~* Later in Potions *~~~*~~~*~~~
Caoilin sat at a desk at the back of the Potions class, wishing desperately that she were at home. Being home schooled all her life, she had had no idea that actually going to school was so hard. To top it off, she'd had all her worst subjects that day, was late to lunch and now her last class of the day was her favourite, but she was just so tired it wasn't going to be enjoyable.
"Caoilin MacBrádaigh," Professor Snape called at attendance.
But, unfortunately for Caoilin, she was completely asleep.
"Caoilin." Snape said again, getting more agitated by the moment
She slept on.
Snape strode to the back of the room "CAOILIN MAC BRADAIGH!" he hollered, thumping the desk with his hand when he reached her.
"Wassamatter?" she said stupidly, completely started and looked up into Snape's angry face. "What'd you do that for? I could've been deafened."
Snape turned slightly red around his collar "Miss MacBrádaigh, I was calling for your indication of presence, if you had been awake, you would have heard." He said measuredly, trying not to yell.
"Oh." Caoilin said thoughtfully, opening her book "well, you know I'm here now don't you? You're Severus aren't you, my uncle warned me about your temper."
"I am Professor Snape to you, Miss MacBrádaigh!" He yelled totally loosing it.
"Fine fine." she said waving him off "god what an ego-maniac" she muttered quietly thinking he couldn't hear her words.
"THAT'S IT MACBRADAIGH-GET OUTSIDE!"
"But"-
"GO!"
Caoilin shook her head as she slowly closed her book and picked up her scarf.
"NOW!"
Oblivious to the hushed response of the class to Professor Snape's yelling, Caoilin trudged out of the dungeon and sat on the cold stone stairs for a bit. Still yawning, she drummed her fingers on her book. 'Am I supposed to be like waiting for him to come out and yell at me again?' Caoilin thought tiredly 'or did I just get completely kicked out of the class.' She sat there for a few more minutes before giving up on Snape's reappearance and started walking back to the Griffindor tower.
Almost sub-consciously, the first thing she did was grab her broom and dump the schoolbooks on her bed. The peace and quiet was amazing to her, after not experiencing it for a couple of days. Absolutely no one was about, and the common room was the most silent she'd hear it. Well since that morning before Oliver came down and disturbed her reading. Sighing, she settled down on an armchair for a moment and noticed a bit of parchment lying on the ground half covered by the chair.
It read:
Katie Bell, Fred and George Weasley, Harry Potter and Angelina Johnson: Griffindor Quidditch Training. This afternoon at 7, after dinner. -Oliver Wood.
Caoilin bristled as she read. "Well he's got some nerve, not even telling me about training," she said to herself and her broom "righty o then, two can play at that game. I'll just start training now," she pulled out a pocket watch and checked the time. 2:40pm. "An extra five hours and twenty should do it."
Grabbing her broom she strode purposely through the castle to the quidditch pitch.
**~~**~~**~~ Meanwhile, after the 6th years' Transfiguration class ~~**~~**~~**
"Oliver!"
"Hey! Wood!"
Oliver groaned and stopped walking. The Weasley twins were chasing him as he tried to escape to the Griffindor tower.
"What is it," he said testily
"Just wanted to tell you that we'll be there at training for sure." George said to him
"That's good then," Oliver said, not fully understanding why it was so important for them to tell him this-they always turned up for training on time. "is that all?"
"No," George said, looking at his brother for back up.
"We just wanted to know if Alicia's definitely off the team. We just heard news of that new girl getting kicked out of Snapes' class.she's going to be trouble you know," Fred said.
"Mc Gonagall insists she plays," Oliver said half heartedly "but if she doesn't turn up to training-she'll be benched. She probably isn't even that serious about quidditch."
The twins nodded thinkingly.
"Well, I'm going back to the dorms to work out what we're doing in training, you reckon you could sneak some food for me out of the kitchens? I'm not going to dinner-I want to set up the drills before training." Wood said hopefully.
"Sure mate," Fred said grinning
"Always willing to break some rules for a friend," George put in as they disappeared.
"Glad to hear that." Oliver said hesitantly under his breath.
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;) There's the end of Chapter 2! Please review. I honestly don't care how short the review is, but if you review mine, I'll review yours (if you sign the review of course). That's a promise k?
In upcoming chapters:
*Some actual Caoilin/Oliver starts happening.
*We find out who Caoilins' uncle is.
.But wait! There's more! You get steak knives.oops-wrong line.there'll just be more chapters faster if you review.
From Katie
Later that night.
Caoilin lay on her bed, the only spare being in the 1st year's room. Not that she was all too concerned, a room was only somewhere for her to sleep when she wasn't training or in class after all. Hermione had tried her best to make her feel at home, but there was just something missing. Perhaps it was the lack of silence in the room. Caoilin was an only child and was very much used to being on her own. But there was something else, something more important that was in absence, as she laid in her pj's trying to get to sleep she thought of her parents. A knot formed in the small girls' stomach, worry was not going to let her sleep.
She lay quietly until the other girls were fast asleep, and then she decided to move. Constantly worrying wasn't going to help her sleep. Sighing quietly, she got up and put her checked dressing gown and threw her new Griffindor scarf around her neck. Then she grabbed one of her bags that contained her quidditch books and went down to the common room. Luckily it was deserted. For hours Caoilin sat in a huge armchair poring over books of statistics and reading up on different techniques for goal scoring.
"What are you doing here?" A voice came from behind.
Caoilin jumped, completely startled and bit back a scream hard. She tasted blood-she'd bitten her lip a little too hard.
"Are you deaf? We aren't allowed to be out of bed late at night, you did know that didn't you?" the boy's voice said again and Caoilin slowly closed her books, standing up she said a silent prayer hoping it wasn't Percy Weasley.
Oliver Wood got the first look at Caoilin for the day. His brow wrinkled in unconscious concern when he saw her thin face stark white and the darkened hollows under her green eyes. She looked so small and helpless like she could be blown away with the next breeze.
"What's it to you Wood?" Caoilin said boldly, despite her appearance her voice would almost never let her down to come across strongly.
"Just making sure you know you'll get into trouble if you're found down here." Oliver said indifferently "I couldn't exactly let my new Chaser get detention"
"Yeah, I'm sure you'd hate that," Caoilin mumbled to herself "And I do know I'd get into trouble," she said louder "but I'm not really that worried about it. I couldn't sleep, so I came down here to do some light reading."
Oliver crossed the room and looked at her books "I'd hardly call this light reading, Caitlin, how'd you get these?" his face lit up with excitement "only the international coaches get access to this stuff."
Caoilin's lips met in a straight line "My name, is Caoilin MacBrádaigh, KEE- lin Mac BRAY-dee, not Caitlin." She said sternly, sweeping up her pile of books into her arms. "My uncle gave them to me."
"Oh," was all Oliver had to say.
Caoilin sighed, and looked out the window. The first light of the day was beginning to pour through the glass windows. The soft light caught her light brown hair as she shook her head, cursing herself for being disturbed.
"Well, I'm going off to bed now. Bye." She said as she disappeared up the staircase to her room.
Oliver just stood there for a moment, wondering why on earth he was cursed with such a strange girl for a Chaser.
~~~*~~~*~~~* Later in Potions *~~~*~~~*~~~
Caoilin sat at a desk at the back of the Potions class, wishing desperately that she were at home. Being home schooled all her life, she had had no idea that actually going to school was so hard. To top it off, she'd had all her worst subjects that day, was late to lunch and now her last class of the day was her favourite, but she was just so tired it wasn't going to be enjoyable.
"Caoilin MacBrádaigh," Professor Snape called at attendance.
But, unfortunately for Caoilin, she was completely asleep.
"Caoilin." Snape said again, getting more agitated by the moment
She slept on.
Snape strode to the back of the room "CAOILIN MAC BRADAIGH!" he hollered, thumping the desk with his hand when he reached her.
"Wassamatter?" she said stupidly, completely started and looked up into Snape's angry face. "What'd you do that for? I could've been deafened."
Snape turned slightly red around his collar "Miss MacBrádaigh, I was calling for your indication of presence, if you had been awake, you would have heard." He said measuredly, trying not to yell.
"Oh." Caoilin said thoughtfully, opening her book "well, you know I'm here now don't you? You're Severus aren't you, my uncle warned me about your temper."
"I am Professor Snape to you, Miss MacBrádaigh!" He yelled totally loosing it.
"Fine fine." she said waving him off "god what an ego-maniac" she muttered quietly thinking he couldn't hear her words.
"THAT'S IT MACBRADAIGH-GET OUTSIDE!"
"But"-
"GO!"
Caoilin shook her head as she slowly closed her book and picked up her scarf.
"NOW!"
Oblivious to the hushed response of the class to Professor Snape's yelling, Caoilin trudged out of the dungeon and sat on the cold stone stairs for a bit. Still yawning, she drummed her fingers on her book. 'Am I supposed to be like waiting for him to come out and yell at me again?' Caoilin thought tiredly 'or did I just get completely kicked out of the class.' She sat there for a few more minutes before giving up on Snape's reappearance and started walking back to the Griffindor tower.
Almost sub-consciously, the first thing she did was grab her broom and dump the schoolbooks on her bed. The peace and quiet was amazing to her, after not experiencing it for a couple of days. Absolutely no one was about, and the common room was the most silent she'd hear it. Well since that morning before Oliver came down and disturbed her reading. Sighing, she settled down on an armchair for a moment and noticed a bit of parchment lying on the ground half covered by the chair.
It read:
Katie Bell, Fred and George Weasley, Harry Potter and Angelina Johnson: Griffindor Quidditch Training. This afternoon at 7, after dinner. -Oliver Wood.
Caoilin bristled as she read. "Well he's got some nerve, not even telling me about training," she said to herself and her broom "righty o then, two can play at that game. I'll just start training now," she pulled out a pocket watch and checked the time. 2:40pm. "An extra five hours and twenty should do it."
Grabbing her broom she strode purposely through the castle to the quidditch pitch.
**~~**~~**~~ Meanwhile, after the 6th years' Transfiguration class ~~**~~**~~**
"Oliver!"
"Hey! Wood!"
Oliver groaned and stopped walking. The Weasley twins were chasing him as he tried to escape to the Griffindor tower.
"What is it," he said testily
"Just wanted to tell you that we'll be there at training for sure." George said to him
"That's good then," Oliver said, not fully understanding why it was so important for them to tell him this-they always turned up for training on time. "is that all?"
"No," George said, looking at his brother for back up.
"We just wanted to know if Alicia's definitely off the team. We just heard news of that new girl getting kicked out of Snapes' class.she's going to be trouble you know," Fred said.
"Mc Gonagall insists she plays," Oliver said half heartedly "but if she doesn't turn up to training-she'll be benched. She probably isn't even that serious about quidditch."
The twins nodded thinkingly.
"Well, I'm going back to the dorms to work out what we're doing in training, you reckon you could sneak some food for me out of the kitchens? I'm not going to dinner-I want to set up the drills before training." Wood said hopefully.
"Sure mate," Fred said grinning
"Always willing to break some rules for a friend," George put in as they disappeared.
"Glad to hear that." Oliver said hesitantly under his breath.
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;) There's the end of Chapter 2! Please review. I honestly don't care how short the review is, but if you review mine, I'll review yours (if you sign the review of course). That's a promise k?
In upcoming chapters:
*Some actual Caoilin/Oliver starts happening.
*We find out who Caoilins' uncle is.
.But wait! There's more! You get steak knives.oops-wrong line.there'll just be more chapters faster if you review.
From Katie