AN: Look, I'm really sorry I haven't updated for 100years. But I am now.

Reasons: 1: I felt guilty

2: I hate when the stories I like never update.

3: Krizzy would sell my kidneys on e-bay if I didn't...

Hahahaha! I'm laughing because I read the last chappie. I write like a two year old... haha... MEAT Harry? I'm stupid... kjøtte Harry... yes indeed. Thanks for noticing...Okay... here goes.

"Not seven in the morning!" I yelled. "Are you stark raving?"

"I guess so then." Oliver replied with a shrug. "We've got to practise, you know! We're playing Slytherin next!"

"But not at seven!" I whined, and gave him the puppy dog-eyes.

"Don't puppy dog me! I've already booked the pitch." Oliver said.

I stuck out my tongue at him, when Krizzy came down the stairs.

"Hey, when's practise?" She asked.

"At SEVEN!" I answered for him, very loudly.

Oliver quickly left, just in time to miss Krizzy's "What the fuck?"

We walked down to the great hall for dinner, talking about evil Wood and our genius

Halloween costumes, when we ran into Fred, George and Lee.

"Where have you guys been?" Krizzy asked.

I was already halfway to the Gryffindor table, since I, as usual, was far inside one of my daydreams.

"You'll see." George answered, smirking.

They followed me into the hall, and sat down with Oliver and me.

Lee and George were discussing their Halloween costumes, Fred and Krizzy argued which was the better drink; rum or firewiskey.

Oliver and I sat at the end of the table, both trying to come up with something to say.

"So..." he finally said. "She's still mad at me, then?"

"I guess so... " I answered. Awkward silence

"When's the match?" I asked just to have something to say.

"The weekend after this one."

"Riiiiiiiight..." Awkward silence

Oliver stared out into nothingness, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I decided to give it one more try.

"Oliver?" I asked.

"Hm, sorry." He said, spacing back to himself.

"What are you going as on the halloweenparty?"

"Not telling. So I'm Oliver now, ey? You always called me Wood. " He answered, smiling.

I didn't have an answer for that, just sticking my tongue out at him. "But tell me and I'll tell you."

"I'm going as Dracula, you know, like a classical vampire" He finally said.

"What??? I'm going as a lady vampire!!!" I said loudly, but I don't think anyone noticed.

"Okay. You wanna go together then, since we match?"

I smiled. I wanted to yell yayness!, but instead I grinned broader and said;

"Okay"

Krizzy noticed my huge grin though.

"What are you smiling at?" She asked with that teasing smirk of hers.

"Sugar high, I guess" Oliver said with a glance at the bottom of my teacup, which had several centimetres of sugar in it. (AN: plumbo!!!!!! Ok. Sorry. Never ever inside humour again.)

I had a tendency of doing that, and being extremely hyper afterwards...

She laughed, and we kept on chatting until someone, probably Alice said that if we were going to be up at 6 the next day, and get some homework done, we should probably head to the tower.

We listened to sense (for once), and followed her up.

I sat down with George, Alice and Lee; Krizzy had already copied off someone else, Oliver was 'on schedule' as he put it, and Fred was nowhere to be found.

I sighed and pulled out my quill, the potions book and a long piece of parchment. I didn't really want to do Snape's yucky essay, so I stared at my quill for a while, bringing back old memories.

The quill was made from a raven's feather, and I got it from my muggle parents the first time I was in diagonally. I didn't like it when I got it though; because I wanted a pet instead. bought one anyway though, I can be very stubborn. I saved all my pocket money until the summer before my 2. year. Then I asked my parents permission again. They said no. Then1 I went and bought a beautiful raven called Morgaine.

I snapped out of my thoughts when Lee waved his hand in my face saying : "earth to Joanie... is there anybody in there?"

"uh, yeah, Snape's lousy essay. Sorry."

We weren't done with the essay until twelve, and I was incredibly sleepy.

I didn't want to follow the others up to the dormitories just jet, so I sat down in a chair by the fire, staring into the flames.

I must have done so for quite a while, because I fell asleep, and when I woke up, the flames had gone out and the room was empty.

I stood up, but my legs where so heavy it was hard to walk, so I lied down again, to tired to go all the way up to bed.

I woke up the next morning by someone shaking my shoulder.

"Whaaaaaaaaat??" I said groggily. "Let me sleep, twat."

"Wake up, Joanie. Its half past." evil person said. I looked opened my eyes to see Oliver standing over me, smiling.

"Go away!"

"Come on, twat" He said with an extremely irritating 'hello sunshine' grin. I lifted my body up about one inch before I dropped down again and turned my back to him. He wrapped his hands around my waist and carefully lifted me up to my feet.

I smiled and went up the stairs to change. I wondered if he really was sweet, only I hadn't noticed, or if he just was sometimes without meaning it.

I changed quickly and hurried down the stairs and out to the grounds. The heavy raindrops pounded down on my head.

"Shit" I growled and ran the last bit down to the pitch.

A/N: Dumdududum! There you go!:D haha, guess what's going to happen in the next chappie? (Krizzy and Melwin already know... Don't tell! Can't wait until I get to the place where you guys don't know what's going to happen :P...)

Ideas are very welcome... Sorry for not updating for so long. If you have an opinion about my fic, please let me know. Cookie points for you......

Yeah, and sorry about the space between the lines (or whatever it's called), my computer hates me...: