A/N Sorry this chapter is so short. Also there's a bit of swaring in this chatper but it's not bad. please read and review.

As always I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters.

Later that afternoon Ariadne awoke with a fuzzy head and a permanent smile as if her date with Oliver had made her high and she was still feeling the drug. She looked at her watch and groaned, as she got dressed. She dragged her feet as she walked down to the great hall for lunch and sat between Cedric and Mackenzie. "So how'd you date go with Oliver Wood?" Cedric asked, "Zia says you got in really early this morning, what were you doing all night?" A dreamy smile crossed Ariadne's face as she lackadaisically helped herself to a pasty.

"We just sat and talked really," she answered in an airy voice, "Then we fell a sleep that's why I didn't get in until early this morning," Then she yawned. "It was all I ever dreamed about and more. He's so perfect I thought I was dreaming, but I wasn't." Mackenzie smiled feeling happy for her friend, but a twinge of jealousy flickered across Cedric's eyes. He couldn't help for that one moment to feel like he was loosing his best friend. But it passed as soon as he saw how happy Ariadne was. Ariadne went thought the rest of the afternoon dragging her feet with her head in the clouds. She was in such a bliss to know that Oliver Wood like her. She had spent two hours just staring at a piece of parchment that was supposed to be her potion's essay on the properties of Oleander Oil, dreaming of flying again with Oliver.

After dinner she spotted Oliver out side the Great Hall talking to a couple of the girls on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and the twins. Ariadne walked over. "Hello Oliver," she said as she looked around, "um... can you guys excuse us for a moment." Oliver flashed a look of annoyance.

"No wait you guys can stay." He told then as Araidne gave him a confused look. "What do you want?"

"Er..." she stammerd taken back by Oliver's forcefulness, "well the Hogsmead visit is in a couple weeks and I was wondering if we could go together?"

"I don't think so, ahh... I'm probably going to need to study that weekend. I've got a huge essay for my...transfiguration's class."

"I thought you were really good in transfigurations, you could probably write the essay in no time."

"Well I've been having trouble lately," he said as he was turning flush.

"I can help, it's one of my better subjects as well."

"No!" Ariadne was quite taken back by the way Oliver seemed to not want to be around her. Her confusion soon turned in to anger as she was fighting hard to keep the tears back.

"What's wrong with you, what happened to the sweet Oliver that took me on an amazing date last night? What happened to you wanting to be with me? I thought that you liked me." The tears she was fight now fell freely down her face and she was yelling so loud that people had come out of the Great Hall to see what all the commotion was about.

"Well maybe I changed my mind." He yelled back to her, "maybe I though I liked you but looking at it in hindsight I don't."

"I hate you Oliver Wood, your a bloody arse," she yelled as loud as she could. Then she pulled off the necklace he had given her and threw it at his feet. "You the worst person I've ever met, I'd rather kiss a giant slug than you." She stomped off, and Oliver sank to the floor and pulled his knees to his chest no caring that everyone else was around him to see. Bloody hell, he mudded to himself, this hurts so much more than I thought it would. The twins who were standing next to him smacked him upside the head.

"You prat," Fred told him, "I thought you really liked Ariadne."

"I do," Oliver admitted

"Then why did you push her away like that?" George asked, "I'm not understanding this—"

"—You like her—"

"—She likes you—"

"—What's the problem? You two should be going off making babies or something."

"Living happily ever after."

"I like Ariadne more than I've liked anyone before." Oliver finally said, "But that's why I had to push her away. Because everyone I've ever loved leaves me. I couldn't bear it if she and I established a relationship and then broke up. So before we get anymore attached to each other, I'm going to break it off." Then Oliver dropped the letter he had been holding the whole time. And the twins picked it up and read it.

Dear Oliver,

Son I don't want to tell you this by letter, but I can't come to say it in person to say it. I have to leave you and your mother. I'm sorry you have to hear this at school, but my work had moved me to South America. I have to leave immediately. I know I've never been there for you or your Mother but I sill love you both and maybe after you graduate you can come visit me in South America. Let me know how last year is going. Good luck in Quiddtich.

Love your Father.

The letter was so cold. Oliver barely even knew his father, but now he was leaving and it hurt him more than anything else. He hated him. Oliver ran to the common room and plopped down on the chair by the fire and curse himself. He really did like Ariadne and he felt terrible that he hurt her. But the pain of being abandoned was too great. Meanwhile the twins snuck off to find Ariadne to show her Oliver's letter.