My Captain
By: Jess
Summary: OliverOC. So, I'm dating Flint, I mean, I love him. Then... why do I always end up thinking about Wood all the time? Love is so confusing!
A/N: Oi, thanks for all your reviews!!! I LOOVE them, I really do. :D You guys mean the world! You know what I just realized? I updated on my bro's 16th b-day last time! HAPPY BELATED B-DAY, BROTHER! MERRY CHRISTMAS! FELIZ NAVIDAD! HAPPY CHANUKAH! HAPPY KWANZA! HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!
Disclaimer: (points at the boys) All I want for Christmas is you!!! C'MERE YOU GUYS! GROUP HUG!!!
Craig and I walked out to the Quidditch Pitch with our brooms, ready for our tryouts. I had been flying through there a bunch of times since we came here, so I can navigate pretty well through here. We saw Oliver with the team in the middle of the field. Fred and George had their beater thingys, and Angelina and Alicia looked really eager to have another chaser. Katie would be on the team, but after an incident with a bludger last year, her parents made her quit the team. I'm not sure what happened to their seeker, I think he just quit or something like that. There were lots of people trying out, but Alicia smiled and said that I would definitely get the spot.
"Alright, everyone!" Oliver said. "Amy and Craig Diggory, Frank Harold, Maggie Simmons, Eric Johnston, Damien Greggs and Martin Knightly will play against everyone else, so we can see if they've got what it takes!"
Everyone got into their positions while Oliver took out the bludgers, snitch, and quaffle. "To all the beaters, make sure the bludgers don't hit anyone! Ready?"
Oliver threw the quaffle in the air. "GO!"
I got the quaffle and began to move towards Oliver, who was guarding the other goals. Angelina tried to throw me off, but I was too slick. Go me! I passed the quaffle to Maggie, who threw it over to Damien as I flew closer towards the goal. Fred hit a bludger that nearly took my head off, but he apologized.
"Oi, Damien! I'm open!" I shouted.
He flew closer to me and threw me the quaffle, which I easily got away from Alicia. I continued my way to the rings, my eyes set on the one in the middle. The one Oliver was guarding. He smirked my way, as if daring me to get the quaffle past him. I mirrored his facial expression, and continued my way over to the rings. Craig and the other team's seeker were flying towards one of the towers, following the snitch. But my mind was concentrating on scoring. I tightened my grip on my broom and picked up speed. When I was within throwing distance of the rings, I threw the quaffle with all my might, making sure Oliver couldn't get it.
The quaffle went straight through the ring, missing Oliver's hand by mere inches. HA! I scored!
Damien gave me a quick high-five as Oliver smiled at me. "Good job, Diggory! But I want to see more passing with you! You're not the only chaser on your team."
I nodded as he passed the quaffle to Alicia, who quickly handed it off to Angelina. She flew around both Damien and myself, trying to score in the lowest ring. But luckily, Martin grabbed the quaffle within seconds. Martin called Maggie over and whispered her an idea. She smiled and began to fly towards Oliver. Fred and George continued to hit a bludger back and forth, backing sure it didn't hit anyone. I followed Maggie on the other side of the pitch as she handed off the quaffle to Damien. Angelina nearly stole the quaffle, but Damien got it just in time. He flew next to me and said, "Take this to the ring on the far right. Pass it to me and I'll score. We'll fake Oliver out."
"Got it," I said as I took the quaffle and flew off. Oliver raised an eyebrow at me and I just smiled as I neared him. I stopped just as I was close to the ring, and he flew to meet me there. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Damien lined up to the middle ring, ready to score.
"Well, Amy?" that oh-so-lovely Scot smiled.
I giggled. "I can't wait to see the look on your face when I do this."
"Do what?"
"This."
And I threw the quaffle to Damien, who brought our little scrimmage to 20-0, us.
I gave Oliver the biggest grin ever and said, "Don't get so distracted, hun. I'd hate to be the reason we lose the House Cup."
STAR
After tryouts, Oliver instantly congratulated all of the people trying out and went straight to his dorm to think about how we all played, so he could find a new chaser and seeker. Everyone said I was a natural at chaser, but I wasn't so sure. Maggie was the one who ended up scoring the most points and I usually just assisted. Oliver was much more likely to pick her.
"I'm gonna go shower and meet up with Marcus, I'm gonna help him with Transfiguration," I told everyone. "I'll meet up with you at dinner, alright?"
Angelina said, "We'll save you something if you miss it! See you!"
I waved back at everyone and went into the girl's locker room. After a quick shower and change, I went to the library to find Marcus, sitting at a table with a few books and our most recent homework.
"Hey, how were tryouts?" he asked after I kissed him hello.
"Pretty good, I guess," I told him. "But this sixth year, Maggie Simmons, was really amazing. I'm not sure I'll get the position."
He just laughed and put his arm around my shoulders. "Amy, you're a natural! If you were in our house I'd kick someone else off the team to have you there!"
"You're just saying that cos I'm your girlfriend," I groaned, but I was smiling.
"How'd you guess?" Marcus gave me a huge smile before I smacked his head playfully.
"Shut up!" I giggled. "Now do you want my help on this homework or not?"
"Fine, fine, have it your way."
STAR
When Marcus finally understood our lesson, we both figured it was too late to get any food in the Great Hall. So, we decided to head for the Kitchens to get something. He lead me to a portrait of some fruit, where he tickled the pear and a secret entrance was revealed. We found a house elf there, who bowed to us.
"What can Holly get Sir and Miss?" she asked.
"I'll just have a turkey sandwich," I smiled. I really wasn't in the mood for eating, not sure why.
"And for Sir?"
"Nothing, just some pumpkin juice," Marcus told the house elf.
She bowed again. "Right away."
We both sat down in the comfy chairs near the entrance and chatted idly. Eventually I sat in his lap and just snuggled with him until the food came. Once we finished eating Marcus walked me to the Gryffindor entrance.
"'Night, love," he smiled and leaned down to kiss me.
It was a very long kiss too. Rwoarr. HAHA, just kidding. Not that great, but still very H.Q. (high quality).
"Good night," I kissed him one last time on the cheek before he began to walk away. But Marcus stopped himself and turned around again.
"Amy, the Halloween Ball is coming up soon," he said.
I nodded.
"And I'm taking you, right?" he pressed on.
I giggled and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Of course, you silly goose. Who else would I go with? Craig? He's probably got himself a date anyways."
"Well, that'd be no fun, going with your brother, would it?" he smirked.
"No, I guess not. Shall we dress to match then?" I asked him.
STAR
"AMY!"
I jumped up out of bed and looked around. Angelina was smiling at me, with... FRED AND GEORGE?!?
"Oi, get outta here!" I threw pillows, Mr. Pootsie, and more pillows at them. "I'm not decent! Shoo! Go go go!" I tried to cover up my legs, in the short shorts I was sleeping in. "How the hell did you guys get in here?!?!"
"Geez, Amy! Calm down!" Fred shouted over me yelling profanities in French, Italian, and Latin.
"Yeah!" George said. "We just wanted to--"
"--tell you--"
"--you made the Quidditch team!"
I stopped throwing pillows.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?" I shrieked.
Angie and the twins winced at my banshee-like yell. "Yeah!"
"WWOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" I yelled. I jumped up on my bed, forgetting anyone was there and did a victory dance. "Shakalaka, babyyyy!!! Oo-a oo-a! WELCOME TO THE HOTEL CALIFORNIAAAAAAA!!!!!! SOME GIRLS DANCE WITH WOMEEENNN! I WANNA GET IN WITH 'EEMMMMMM!!!!!" (a/n: how the singing went from the eagles to JC chasez is unknown.... don't ask!) I kept spazzing and screaming, "I MADE THE QUIDDITCH TEAM!!!!!" until I jumped off my bed and ran to the common room to find Oliver talking with Percy. Practically knocked the wind out of him and hugged him soooo tight.
"OLIVER! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOOOUUUU!!!" I was cutting off his blood circulation and his oxygen. "I WON'T LET YOU DOWN I'LL BE THE BESTEST CHASER EVER EVER EVER!!!"
"Umm... you're welcome?" he said, trying to pull me off of him.
I finally calmed down, and gave him a small kiss on the cheek and continued to hum "Hotel California", somehow slipping "Some Girls Dance With Women" in the song as I walked back up to my dorm. Angie was still there with the twins, looking completely awestruck at my... erm... "enthusiasm".
"Well, I get to be a chaser! That means more time with my home skillets!" I put my arms around them. "When's the first practice?"
"Tomorrow," Angie told me. "Now go change, George is staring at your arse."
I gave Mr. Perv a look and he blushed and walked out with Fred.
"I get to play for the Gryyyffieeeessss," I sang softly as I went to change. This year was gonna be the best!!! Not only did I have a quidditch captain for a boyfriend, I'd get to whoop his sorry team's ASS! Life just doesn't get any better than this!
A/N:
Haha! No, life doesn't get any better than this! Except for me tomorrow! Cos in the morning, it's OFF TO CALIFORNIA FOR THIS CHICK! (sigh) Southern Cali. too. Hot Guy Central!!! :D
George: What about us?
(ignores him) Visiting family. Cousins. (who have REALLY HOT GUY FRIENDS!!!)
Fred: Are you sure we'll all fit in your suitcase?
(nods) Of course! Can't leave you at my house to party like it's 1999, now can I?
Draco: But your cousin scares me!
Oh, Timmy? Mom visited earlier this month! She said he's changed a lot. He "grew into his weight" and is WAAAY less lazy & unhygienic. He actually WASHES HIS HANDS AND FLUSHES THE TOILET NOW!
Ron: (eyes widen) Major improvement from last time!
I know! Kinda crazy, huh? He even said hi to my mom when she came into the house!
Harry: Okay, now you're just lying, Jess. I'll believe it when I see it.
Mmmm, seeing ain't always believing, Potter. GET IT STRAIGHT! Oi, reviews please! Make my Christmas SPECIALLL!!!! :D (pokes the boys) Ready?
All of Us: MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! (waves) BYE!!!
To All A Good Nite,
Jess & The Boys
PS-- I'm thinking of writing another HP fic. Remus or Sirius with OC or Fred or George with OC? Mmmm, they're both HOT HOT HOT! TELL ME IN YOUR REVIEWS, okay?