DISCLAIMER: JKR's. That's it. All hers, except the plot. That sprung from my twisted mind.

AN: Hello again, hope all is well. First of all a special thanks to all the kind reviewers… your thoughts are appreciated more than you know.

And a special thank you to a dear friend of mine – who has recently had a name change (but the new one's OK) – thanks for reading and reviewing EVERY chapter!!! Damn I feel special now! Love ya lots… and as it seems I cannot evade your intelligence and you have found me. Well all I can say is I hope that you do enjoy this story although I know it will never match up to (or come anywhere near) your fantastic one… but hey – one can only dream.

Anyway, on with the story. I liked this chapter so I hope you do to but I'm feeling a little lost now – in the way of plot. I have some ideas but I need to develop them but I am struggling a little. So any suggestions, ideas, anything will be most welcomed… but for now I hope this is OK. Oh, and regarding the Wood's change of heart query – I think the boy realised he made a mistake and is now trying to fix it up… but you'll see what I mean if you read on…

CHAPTER 15: A night of awakening

The girls still hadn't returned as I came back down the stairs to the common room. I had had a quick shower and then put on my favourite jeans and one of my red tops. I had left my hair out, which I rarely do but for some reason I felt the need. I jumped down the last few stairs and stopped dead in my tracks.

Wood was standing there waiting for me and boy did he look good! I mean I probably shouldn't say that but I had never seen him look so attractive. He was wearing black jeans and a smart white shirt. His hair was wet but still not tamed in any way. His eyes were as sparkly as ever and that killer smile! He obviously got pretty intimidated by my staring cause he started to blush.

"You look really nice Ange," he said walking over to me.

I managed to get over the initial shock of his appearance and laughed. "What in this thing? You're the one who looks like you're worth a million." That didn't help his blushing thing as he just got redder.

"Are you ready to go?" he asked.

"Sure thing," I said and headed for the door.

Dinner was wonderful. Pasta! My favourite. The others didn't turn up, which was odd, but I spent my whole time talking to Wood which was nice. Our friendship was reignited and by the end of the night neither of us had anything against the other anymore. I looked up a few times at the Hufflepuff table at Cedric but he didn't look up.

After dinner I felt pretty full, I had eaten quite a bit.

"What do you say we head back?" Wood said after a while.

"Good idea Captain," I said laughing. I stood up, gave Cedric a quick glance (which he didn't see) and left.

We walked back through the corridors silently. Then Wood piped up.

"I meant what I said before. You really look nice tonight." I smiled .

"Thanks Wood." We were silent again. We got to the portrait and walked in. We were greeted quite spectacularly. The second the portrait opened we were blasted by music. As we stepped in we had to weave our way around streamers and other decorations. I looked around amazed.

Then Fred and George came over.

"A party for our wondrous Quidditch team!" they said in unison handing Wood and I each a mug of Butterbeer.

"Come in, come in!" gestured George. "Come join the festivities!"

The whole room was packed with dancing students and the tables were full of mugs of Butterbeer. I saw Katie and Alicia across the room. I waved and headed over.

"Hey guys, where were you all after noon?" I shouted over the music.

"Planning this of course!" Alicia shouted back. "Doesn't it rock?"

I nodded. Then I was whipped around by a hand.

"Care to dance?" Fred asked with a grin.

"Sure," I said laughing. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the middle of the room. Fred and I had always been the laugh at parties. We weren't exactly skilled but our style always got some smiles.

"So, how was your punishment?" I asked leaning back on him.

"Not too bad at all. McGonagall couldn't stop smiling. I think she thought it was about time someone hit that grease bag with a Bludger," he said spinning me around.

"This is a really good party!" I said.

"Well I'm glad you like it. Thought we needed to lighten everyone up a bit." He took my hands and swayed me from side to side. I loved dancing. Behind me I saw George and Katie hit the dancefloor too.

"Check out the cradle snatcher," Fred said jokingly nodding towards Alicia. She had grabbed Harry and was spinning around with him.

"Nice catch you've got there!" I yelled over to her.

"Oh shut it!" she said laughing. Harry didn't seem to mind. Fred and I continued dancing for a few more songs when someone suddenly tapped Fred on the shoulder.

"Mind if I cut in?" Wood asked. I stood still for a minute. What was he doing?

"Sure thing," Fred said letting go of hands. He winked at me and danced off towards Alicia.

Dancing with Wood was a lot different than dancing with Fred. A lot more serious. We moved a lot slower and he put his hands around my hips and pulled me close to him. I put my arms up around his shoulders and we swayed to the rhythm of the music. He felt very strong and reassuring and I could feel myself relaxing in his arms.

"Angie I…" he started.

"Shhhh," I interrupted him. "Just enjoy the music."

I felt his hand move and felt him run it over my hair, breathing in deeply. I relaxed even more and moved my hips to move with his exactly.

"Why?" he whispered suddenly. I looked up and found him staring at my face. "Why did it have to happen?" he continued. I frowned.

"What?" I asked moving my hand across his forehead to move a stray strand of hair out of his eyes.

"Why did I ever let you go?" he asked. I could see his eyes sparkling with tears. I stopped dancing. This was getting too intense. Was the real Wood speaking or the slightly intoxicated one?

"It's in the past Wood," I said moving away from him slowly. I decided to put a stop to this before it got too out of hand and so I climbed backwards up a few stairs towards my dorm. "Goodnight" I whispered.

He stepped up a bit and kissed me on the cheek. "Goodnight Angel."

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