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CHAPTER 6: Caught off guard

I stopped for a moment and began thinking again. The day had gone in such a blur. Where was I now? Oh yes, the hospital wing.

Today was our match against Hufflepuff. According to Alicia they were meant to be a push over. Not so! We were doing alright to, if it wasn't for the rain but then a Dementor (one of the many that had been guarding the school) came and it affected Harry very weirdly. He fell off his broom. He could have died. It was so frightening. In any case bloody Cedric caught the Snitch and we lost. We lost! Of course it wasn't Harry's fault and I'm not too upset but why did it have to be Cedric? Of all people. I could have killed him.

Anyway, I looked around the hospital wing. Everyone was crowded around the bed where Harry was lying. I could see Fred and George trying to make the situation funny but without much of their usual success. I could see Wood standing silently at the end of the bed. I knew this was killing him. This was his last year and he wanted more than anything else to win the House Cup. He looked very solemn and upset.

Alicia was saying something about how we were going to recover anyway and he just snapped.

"Yeah sure we will," he said sarcastically "as they were such a push over!". He glared at Alicia and without another word left the room. Alicia and Harry looked very hurt and everyone else looked very surprised, including me.

"I'll go talk to him," I offered. Everyone else kind of nodded. No one really knew what to say.

I left the hospital wing and headed for the Gryffindor Tower hoping that that was where he had gone. I got there and he wasn't in the common room so I climbed the stairs to his dorm. His door was slightly open and I could see him standing by the window, his back towards me. I didn't like seeing him so upset. I knocked politely and went in.

"It's just me," I said softly. "Are you alright?"

"Do I look alright?" he mumbled grumpily. OK, so that was a stupid question but I didn't know what else to say.

"Don't let it bother you so much. It's only the first game and I'm sure Professor Dumbledore won't let the Dementors come anywhere near the next match so Harry will be fine. I know we'll win then." I said trying to sound positive. He turned and faced me. It looked like he had been crying.

"And what if we don't?" he said, his voice shaking. "This is it Angie. My last chance at winning this Cup. Do you know how much I want this?"

"A lot more than I do, I assume" I said letting my face fall. Compared to Wood I never felt very dedicated. Seeing this his expression changed.

"I don't think that that's true Johnson. I know you want it too." He said looking straight at me.

"Well at least I'm trying to remain positive" I replied. I was desperately trying to loosen his mood.

"I'm positive" he said indignantly.

"Well you definitely don't sound it" I said raising my eyebrows at him. Then suddenly he smiled. It actually caught me quite off guard.

"Why did you come after me?" he asked with a devilish smile. Again, another comment that I wasn't expecting. But I decided to play along with his little game.

"Because I care" I retorted smartly.

"Do you really?" he said raising his eyebrows as he started to walk towards me.

"Well we can't have our captain feeling depressed. It's bad for the morale of the team." I said. He was still coming towards me.

"So that's all you care about? The morale of the team?" he said stopping only centimetres away from me. What was he playing at?

"Well of course not but…" He cut me off with a capturing stare.

"You know it's not just the team I care about." He said. Where had this confident Wood come from and where had the other one gone. Either way I liked this one and if he did like me then this was the moment to find out. Now it was mine turn to be suggestive.

"Is that so? What do you care about otherwise?" I said trying to sound as seductive as possible.

He drew a deep breath. "You" he whispered his cheeks immediately flooding with colour.

Although I had hoped for that answer I wasn't ready for it.

"Wood…I…I…" I was cut out by the Weasley twins coming through the door.

"Oh so here you are," Fred said with a smile.

"We've been looking all over for you." Said George. "Were going down to the Great Hall for dinner, are you guys coming?"

"Has he settled down a bit?" Fred whispered in my ear and nodded over to Wood who had resumed his place at the window. I nodded.

"I'm coming. How about you Wood?" He just shook his head

"Are you sure…" I tried to say something but he broke me off with a short and rough "Go!". I didn't understand that boy. I turned, feeling rather down, and left with Fred and George. I was going to have to have a talk to him that is if he still wanted to talk to me.

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