Chapter Three
A/N: Thank you so much my reviewers!!! You guys are so kind and I can't thank you enough for reviewing. I'm so, so sorry that I posted this chapter so late, but I've been really busy with school and have also gone on school trips, so I haven't had much time to write. On top of that, I've had writer's block, so this time I've lost count on how many times I've rewritten the chapter. It doesn't help that I think ahead of time; as soon as I sit down in front of my computer it seems like all my imagination is gone.
Thanks to my reviewers:
mya14- Thank you!!! I was afraid everybody would think that it would be totally out of character if Hermione played Quidditch. What made you confused in the first part?
Kat097- Yes, I agree that O/Hr rules, but I don't like R/Hr. Ron doesn't deserve her! LOL
ashley- Thanks!!! I'm so glad you liked it!
blackroseangel69- Thanks very much! I e-mailed you when I posted this.
Megg- You go, girl!!! I've been doing Shotokan karate since I was 13. It's great fun and the only sport (except Quidditch, LOL) I've ever liked.
DevilFireEyes- Thank you very much for reviewing both this and "Regrets"!
angel-eyes- Thanks! Great fun that you liked it!
Hermione-Snape- Here it is!!!
Mandy- USE CAPITAL LETTERS IN THE BEGINNING OF SENTENCES!!! It bugs me that you don't, and you know that, LOL. I'm glad that you chose IB too, because even if we won't be classmates, at least we'll go to the same school.
cleo2427- I'm glad you liked it! I'll do my best with putting in plenty of Oliver.
Oliver slowly walked to his room, and thought about how strange it was that nobody had discovered Hermione's talent in Quidditch before. He was actually glad that nobody had, though, because now he could be proud of himself for being the one who did it. Now we'll have good chances to win the Quidditch House Cup, he thought. No, he quickly corrected himself, they will have good chances to win the Cup. You're not on the team anymore, remember? Even though he was a Professor now and the referee, he couldn't help but hoping that Gryffindor would win the Cup. He knew that it wasn't fair, but he couldn't help it. But just because he wanted Gryffindor to win, he wasn't planning on judging unfairly, since he'd always valued fair play.
He woke from his thoughts with a start, when he suddenly bumped into someone. He quickly got to his feet and helped the other person up. It was a girl, who he was sure he'd met before, but he couldn't remember when or where. It was weird that he didn't though, since she was extremely pretty.
"I'm terribly sorry," he said apologetically, "I was thinking and didn't look where I was going."
"It's okay," the girl said and laughed, "it's not every day you get knocked down by a Professor!"
Oliver grinned. "Well, since you seemed to enjoy it, maybe I should make it a habit."
"That's a splendid idea," the girl said and smiled.
He searched in his memory, for an occasion when he had met her. Hey, wasn't she the Ravenclaw Seeker? He'd better ask her which house she was in, and he would know for sure.
"Which house are you in?" he asked.
"Ravenclaw," she answered.
"Then you must be Cho Chang!" he exclaimed out loud.
"That's right," she said and grinned.
"Are you still Ravenclaw's Seeker?" he asked curiously. "I remember that you were very skillful."
"Thanks," she said, "and yes, I still am." "I don't want to be rude, but it's late and I don't want you to be forced to give me detention, so I'd better go to bed. It was nice to meet you, though, and I guess I'll see you around.''
"Oh, of course, I understand," he said, "and it was nice to meet you too." "Good night, then."
She smiled and walked away. He kept staring at her till he couldn't see her anymore.
Hermione was doing her homework in the common room, when Harry and Ron threw themselves onto two armchairs next to her.
"So, how did you do?" asked Harry. "Did Oliver think you should try out?"
"Yes, strangely enough he actually did," she replied. "He has promised to train me before the try out, so I'm going to be busier than usual this week. I'll do my best at the try out, and then it's up to you and Angelina, to decide if you think I'm good enough to be on the team."
"I'm sure we will," he said. "Right, Ron?"
"Yeah, of course," Ron agreed, "even if you'll only play half as well as you played earlier today, you'll get the post anyway."
"Thanks guys," she said and smiled at them, "your support really means a lot to me." "Before I didn't really care about the try out, but now I've discovered that it's more fun to PLAY Quidditch than to merely watch it. I'd really like to be a part of the team."
"Hermione," Harry said, "after seeing you play today I can assure you that you'll make it, without any effort, especially since Oliver has promised to help you."
"Well, it's late," she said, "I'd better go to bed now, so good night."
She walked to the her dormitory and thought of the day's events. It had been great fun to play Quidditch; almost as fun as reading a good book. Even she herself had to admit that she'd played quite well. She blushed when she thought of how she had swooned, when Oliver had looked straight into her eyes, and told her that she was a talent. It had been out of her control, since he had looked so gorgeous then. Oh no, she thought, I'm acting just like yesterday. But this time she couldn't tell herself to stop.
Oliver gazed through the Great Hall after her. He couldn't get her out of his mind, and hadn't been able to sleep a wink since the only thing he could think about was her. Unaware of the fact that almost all the girls in the Great Hall stared at him, he stared at her, Cho, whom he wished would stare back. She was surrounded by her friends and they were all joking and laughing. He wished that he could be one of them and sit there with her...
"Oliver," Dumbledore said, "is everything all right?" "You've hardly touched your breakfast."
"Oh, sure, yes, everything is perfectly all right, I'm just not hungry," Oliver replied quickly.
Dumbledore looked amused, and Oliver blushed when he thought of how stupid his answer must have sounded. All this was brand new to him, since he'd never cared about girls before. The only thing he'd been interested in at school was Quidditch, but that didn't help him much now. What am I going to do? he thought. I can't continue like this forever. I need help, but from who? Hermione, he suddenly thought. She's a girl and nice, so she probably won't mind helping me.
Hermione noticed that Oliver was a bit distracted, and didn't concentrate completely on the game as he used to do. She didn't want to ask him what he had on his mind, since she thought it was his business, so she just went on stopping the balls he threw. It was so relaxing up in the sky, and soon she'd forgotten about Oliver and him not being concentrated.
"Hey, Hermione," said Oliver and stopped throwing the balls. "I think we've had enough training for today, haven't we?"
"Yes, I think so too," she replied.
When they were on the ground again he looked a bit nervous.
"Um, Hermione," he said, "can we talk?" "You see, I have a problem and you're the only one I can talk to."
"Sure," she said. "What's it about?"
"I think I'm starting to fall in love with somebody, for the first time," he said.
Hermione felt her heart sink, but forced herself to smile. The smile looked more like a grimace, though, but Oliver didn't seem to notice.
"But that's good, isn't it?" she said wonderingly.
"Yes, of course," he said, "but as I told you, I've never been in love before, and I don't know what to do." "I want to get to know her and I need you to help me. I don't know anything about girls."
"Well, it would be easier for me to help you, if you told me who it is to start with," she said.
"Of course," he said, "how stupid of me not to." "It's Cho Chang."
"Oh," she said, "oh". "Erm, I don't know much more to say than line up, because you're not the only one who likes her. Almost all the boys at school are in love with her."
"They are?" he said. "Well, of course, with her looks it would be strange if they weren't."
"Oliver," she said concernedly, "you know that teachers and students aren't allowed to have any other relationship than a professional one, don't you?" "You can get fired if anyone finds out that you're dating a student."
"Yes, I do know about that rule," he said. "That's why I want to know her, to see if I'll still like her and want to give up my job for her. There's really no need for you to worry about me. So, do you want to help me?"
"Okay," she said, "I'll help you." "As long as you know what you're doing."
"Thanks Hermione!" he said and smiled. "You're a reliable friend."
You are such an idiot! she thought when she was walking back to the castle. How could you, even for a tenth of a second, imagine that he could like you? He sees you only as a friend, and if you're the good friend he thinks you are, you'll do your best to help him win the girl he likes. She was angry with herself for being so stupid, and breaking the promise she'd made when she'd started at Hogwarts.
Hermione Granger, she had said to herself, whatever you do, never let anything interfere with your studies. Gosh! she thought, if this isn't interfering then what is? She took a deep breath and tried to quickly think of a solution, before she wasted too much time on thinking. Okay, I can still get out of this mess; luckily enough, I didn't have time to get too infatuated. From now on, I'll stop liking him as anything else than a friend. I'll concentrate on my studies and Quidditch and nothing else. I don't need love, it just messes things up and I have enough to worry about.
A/N: It feels like this chapter was the worst this far. Please review and let me know what you think of it. Reviews can always cheer me up and my stress is a lot better, since almost all the tests are over. This past Friday we had a really fun day at school, when all the 9th graders dressed up for photographing. Me and my friend Mandy dressed up as Cho Chang and Katie Bell. I had great fun, when I walked around school waving with my wand, at the same time as I shouted "Wingardium Leviosa!". My classmates looked at me as if I was crazy. LOL
A/N: Thank you so much my reviewers!!! You guys are so kind and I can't thank you enough for reviewing. I'm so, so sorry that I posted this chapter so late, but I've been really busy with school and have also gone on school trips, so I haven't had much time to write. On top of that, I've had writer's block, so this time I've lost count on how many times I've rewritten the chapter. It doesn't help that I think ahead of time; as soon as I sit down in front of my computer it seems like all my imagination is gone.
Thanks to my reviewers:
mya14- Thank you!!! I was afraid everybody would think that it would be totally out of character if Hermione played Quidditch. What made you confused in the first part?
Kat097- Yes, I agree that O/Hr rules, but I don't like R/Hr. Ron doesn't deserve her! LOL
ashley- Thanks!!! I'm so glad you liked it!
blackroseangel69- Thanks very much! I e-mailed you when I posted this.
Megg- You go, girl!!! I've been doing Shotokan karate since I was 13. It's great fun and the only sport (except Quidditch, LOL) I've ever liked.
DevilFireEyes- Thank you very much for reviewing both this and "Regrets"!
angel-eyes- Thanks! Great fun that you liked it!
Hermione-Snape- Here it is!!!
Mandy- USE CAPITAL LETTERS IN THE BEGINNING OF SENTENCES!!! It bugs me that you don't, and you know that, LOL. I'm glad that you chose IB too, because even if we won't be classmates, at least we'll go to the same school.
cleo2427- I'm glad you liked it! I'll do my best with putting in plenty of Oliver.
Oliver slowly walked to his room, and thought about how strange it was that nobody had discovered Hermione's talent in Quidditch before. He was actually glad that nobody had, though, because now he could be proud of himself for being the one who did it. Now we'll have good chances to win the Quidditch House Cup, he thought. No, he quickly corrected himself, they will have good chances to win the Cup. You're not on the team anymore, remember? Even though he was a Professor now and the referee, he couldn't help but hoping that Gryffindor would win the Cup. He knew that it wasn't fair, but he couldn't help it. But just because he wanted Gryffindor to win, he wasn't planning on judging unfairly, since he'd always valued fair play.
He woke from his thoughts with a start, when he suddenly bumped into someone. He quickly got to his feet and helped the other person up. It was a girl, who he was sure he'd met before, but he couldn't remember when or where. It was weird that he didn't though, since she was extremely pretty.
"I'm terribly sorry," he said apologetically, "I was thinking and didn't look where I was going."
"It's okay," the girl said and laughed, "it's not every day you get knocked down by a Professor!"
Oliver grinned. "Well, since you seemed to enjoy it, maybe I should make it a habit."
"That's a splendid idea," the girl said and smiled.
He searched in his memory, for an occasion when he had met her. Hey, wasn't she the Ravenclaw Seeker? He'd better ask her which house she was in, and he would know for sure.
"Which house are you in?" he asked.
"Ravenclaw," she answered.
"Then you must be Cho Chang!" he exclaimed out loud.
"That's right," she said and grinned.
"Are you still Ravenclaw's Seeker?" he asked curiously. "I remember that you were very skillful."
"Thanks," she said, "and yes, I still am." "I don't want to be rude, but it's late and I don't want you to be forced to give me detention, so I'd better go to bed. It was nice to meet you, though, and I guess I'll see you around.''
"Oh, of course, I understand," he said, "and it was nice to meet you too." "Good night, then."
She smiled and walked away. He kept staring at her till he couldn't see her anymore.
Hermione was doing her homework in the common room, when Harry and Ron threw themselves onto two armchairs next to her.
"So, how did you do?" asked Harry. "Did Oliver think you should try out?"
"Yes, strangely enough he actually did," she replied. "He has promised to train me before the try out, so I'm going to be busier than usual this week. I'll do my best at the try out, and then it's up to you and Angelina, to decide if you think I'm good enough to be on the team."
"I'm sure we will," he said. "Right, Ron?"
"Yeah, of course," Ron agreed, "even if you'll only play half as well as you played earlier today, you'll get the post anyway."
"Thanks guys," she said and smiled at them, "your support really means a lot to me." "Before I didn't really care about the try out, but now I've discovered that it's more fun to PLAY Quidditch than to merely watch it. I'd really like to be a part of the team."
"Hermione," Harry said, "after seeing you play today I can assure you that you'll make it, without any effort, especially since Oliver has promised to help you."
"Well, it's late," she said, "I'd better go to bed now, so good night."
She walked to the her dormitory and thought of the day's events. It had been great fun to play Quidditch; almost as fun as reading a good book. Even she herself had to admit that she'd played quite well. She blushed when she thought of how she had swooned, when Oliver had looked straight into her eyes, and told her that she was a talent. It had been out of her control, since he had looked so gorgeous then. Oh no, she thought, I'm acting just like yesterday. But this time she couldn't tell herself to stop.
Oliver gazed through the Great Hall after her. He couldn't get her out of his mind, and hadn't been able to sleep a wink since the only thing he could think about was her. Unaware of the fact that almost all the girls in the Great Hall stared at him, he stared at her, Cho, whom he wished would stare back. She was surrounded by her friends and they were all joking and laughing. He wished that he could be one of them and sit there with her...
"Oliver," Dumbledore said, "is everything all right?" "You've hardly touched your breakfast."
"Oh, sure, yes, everything is perfectly all right, I'm just not hungry," Oliver replied quickly.
Dumbledore looked amused, and Oliver blushed when he thought of how stupid his answer must have sounded. All this was brand new to him, since he'd never cared about girls before. The only thing he'd been interested in at school was Quidditch, but that didn't help him much now. What am I going to do? he thought. I can't continue like this forever. I need help, but from who? Hermione, he suddenly thought. She's a girl and nice, so she probably won't mind helping me.
Hermione noticed that Oliver was a bit distracted, and didn't concentrate completely on the game as he used to do. She didn't want to ask him what he had on his mind, since she thought it was his business, so she just went on stopping the balls he threw. It was so relaxing up in the sky, and soon she'd forgotten about Oliver and him not being concentrated.
"Hey, Hermione," said Oliver and stopped throwing the balls. "I think we've had enough training for today, haven't we?"
"Yes, I think so too," she replied.
When they were on the ground again he looked a bit nervous.
"Um, Hermione," he said, "can we talk?" "You see, I have a problem and you're the only one I can talk to."
"Sure," she said. "What's it about?"
"I think I'm starting to fall in love with somebody, for the first time," he said.
Hermione felt her heart sink, but forced herself to smile. The smile looked more like a grimace, though, but Oliver didn't seem to notice.
"But that's good, isn't it?" she said wonderingly.
"Yes, of course," he said, "but as I told you, I've never been in love before, and I don't know what to do." "I want to get to know her and I need you to help me. I don't know anything about girls."
"Well, it would be easier for me to help you, if you told me who it is to start with," she said.
"Of course," he said, "how stupid of me not to." "It's Cho Chang."
"Oh," she said, "oh". "Erm, I don't know much more to say than line up, because you're not the only one who likes her. Almost all the boys at school are in love with her."
"They are?" he said. "Well, of course, with her looks it would be strange if they weren't."
"Oliver," she said concernedly, "you know that teachers and students aren't allowed to have any other relationship than a professional one, don't you?" "You can get fired if anyone finds out that you're dating a student."
"Yes, I do know about that rule," he said. "That's why I want to know her, to see if I'll still like her and want to give up my job for her. There's really no need for you to worry about me. So, do you want to help me?"
"Okay," she said, "I'll help you." "As long as you know what you're doing."
"Thanks Hermione!" he said and smiled. "You're a reliable friend."
You are such an idiot! she thought when she was walking back to the castle. How could you, even for a tenth of a second, imagine that he could like you? He sees you only as a friend, and if you're the good friend he thinks you are, you'll do your best to help him win the girl he likes. She was angry with herself for being so stupid, and breaking the promise she'd made when she'd started at Hogwarts.
Hermione Granger, she had said to herself, whatever you do, never let anything interfere with your studies. Gosh! she thought, if this isn't interfering then what is? She took a deep breath and tried to quickly think of a solution, before she wasted too much time on thinking. Okay, I can still get out of this mess; luckily enough, I didn't have time to get too infatuated. From now on, I'll stop liking him as anything else than a friend. I'll concentrate on my studies and Quidditch and nothing else. I don't need love, it just messes things up and I have enough to worry about.
A/N: It feels like this chapter was the worst this far. Please review and let me know what you think of it. Reviews can always cheer me up and my stress is a lot better, since almost all the tests are over. This past Friday we had a really fun day at school, when all the 9th graders dressed up for photographing. Me and my friend Mandy dressed up as Cho Chang and Katie Bell. I had great fun, when I walked around school waving with my wand, at the same time as I shouted "Wingardium Leviosa!". My classmates looked at me as if I was crazy. LOL