I Belong With You
(A/N): LOL this is my FIRSTT FICC that I have posted and I decided to write about my FAVOURITE HOTTIE EVURR … SEAN BIGGERSTAFF! LOL enjoy!
Haley Biggerstaff boarded the Hogwarts Express and walked down the aisles looking for an empty compartment. She was walking with her Baby Phat string bag strung over one shoulder and one side of her jacket sloping off the other. Her dark brown hair cascading over her shoulders, she looked like every other normal girl. At least she felt that way, until a month ago when she got her acceptance letter to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was home schooled before she gained acceptance because she was nothing but a muggle till she met her wizarding aunt and uncle. From that day on she was taught by them and was just waiting for her chance into Hogwarts.
She was walking along, listening to her iPOD mini when suddenly someone grabbed her arm and spun her around backing her into a compartment door.
"Hello," the boy sneered, "I haven't seen you around before?"
"Let go of me," Haley seethed through her teeth.
"As soon as you let go of my heart," he said, implying it as a very good pick up line. It wasn't.
"Haha," Haley said sarcastically, "and who may I ask are you?"
"I am Draco Malfoy. The greatest wizard you will ever meet," Malfoy said non-convincingly "Now may I ask who are you?"
"I am Haley Biggerstaff. I'm new this year," she replied.
"Well, then I'd be happy to show you around," He said slipping an arm around her slim waist.
"That's okay," Haley said trying to push him away, "I'll show myself around."
Haley was in a struggle to get away from the persistent Malfoy when suddenly four people came to her rescue.
"Let her go Malfoy!" The girl sneered at him.
Two girls and two boys were standing next to them. Both boys had their wands out. One of them seemed familiar to Haley. He had thick unruly black locks and a scar in the shape of a Thunder Bolt on his forehead. He was Harry Potter! A Total Legend! Even a muggle like Haley knew about him. He was accompanied with a girl with light brown and a boy and girl who had bright red hair.
"Like I said Malfoy," the girl said again, "let her go." This time, pulling out her wand.
"Fine Mudblood," Malfoy said. Then he turned to Haley and added a, "I'll see you very soon."
Malfoy sneered at the others and walked away. The girl then approached Haley and said; "Don't worry about it he's always like that. I'm Hermione by the way."
"Oh, thanks. I'm Haley."
"This is Ron," Hermione said pointing to the boy with the bright red hair. "And this is his little sister Ginny," she said gesturing to the girl with the same coloured hair. "And finally this is Harry." Hermione finished.
Each of them said their individual hellos. Then they invited Haley to sit with them in their compartment.
"So you're new here? We don't see many new students who don't start at year one." Ron said to Haley.
"Yes, I'm actually going to be in year six. I was home schooled before I got accepted into Hogwarts." Haley replied.
"Year six? That's the same as us!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Really? That's great!" Haley replied.
The rest of the train ride was uneventful. Harry, Ron and Hermione filled her in on the people and teachers she would meet. When they arrived they changed into their uniforms. Haley put on the skirt and blouse with the vest on top and draped her cloak above everything else. However, she kept her string bag on top of her cloak.
They boarded the invisibly pulled carriages and made their way to the castle they took their seats but Haley didn't know what to do.
"Oh, you're new. I think you need to go for the sorting." Hermione said.
Haley made her way to the front of the dining hall. She felt really embarrassed because she stood there with a bunch of first years. She was at least a foot and a half taller than all of them. But the embarrassment did not last long because her name was called first. She sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on her head.
"Hmmm… a sixth year? How odd. Ahh… I see a lot of knowledge in here. A very courageous soul and what's this? An excellent Quidditch you will be too! Ahh… I'm going to put you in GRYFFINDOR!"
A large cheer was coming from the Gryffindor and she immediately knew which table to sit at. She found a seat next to Hermione and sat.
Dumbledore then started the feast. Everyone ate to their heart's content and then some. At the end Dumbledore cleared the tables and then he made the beginning of year announcements.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this year we will be adding a new tradition. Due to the popularity of the Yule ball two years ago we have decided to hold one again this year."
Great deals of whispers of joy were going around the dinning Hall.
"Secondly," Dumbledore continued, silencing everyone, "Madame Hooch, our former flying professor, has taken her retirement leave. So, as an addition to our staff we have a former student Mr. Oliver Wood here to take her place."
Then Haley watched as a young man stood up from the staff table. He looked young, too young to be a professor. But as much as Haley hated to admit it he was very handsome. Very debonair you might say. A strong crowd of whispers went around and many of the girls like her were also staring at him with the same admiring look. Oliver looked around the dining hall making nods of acknowledgements to his former peers. Then his eyes met hers. They never moved away.
Haley could tell from his stare that he was the serious type. Very business like. However, as his eyes seemed to search hers, she seemed to have spotted a tiny smile spread across his face. His eyes never left hers from the time he sat back down till the dinning hall was emptied.
Haley went to the Gryffindor common room and followed Hermione to their dorm room. The two of them were putting on their nightwear when suddenly Hermione said, "You know… back at the dining hall, Oliver couldn't stop looking at you."
Haley looked puzzled for a moment then said, "really? I didn't notice."
"Oh, don't lie. You couldn't stop staring at him too!" Hermione replied smiling.
Haley could feel herself blushing. "Well, he is very handsome you have to admit. So who is he anyway?"
"Oh well, he used to be a student here at Hogwarts. He was the Gryffindor Quidditch team captain. He graduated three years ago, that makes him four years older than us I believe." Hermione answered her.
Haley thought for a moment then asked, "Well, don't you think he's handsome too? He's absolutely gorgeous."
"I guess he's alright. But I have my heart set on someone else that's all." Hermione said while blushing.
"Ron right? Yeah I know." Haley said while smiling.
"How did you know?" Hermione asked shocked at her instinct.
"It's the way you guys are always having a go at each other." Haley replied.
"Oh, well yeah…" Hermione said while climbing into bed, "Good night."
"Good night" Haley replied with a chuckle.
The next morning Haley, Hermione, Harry and Ron were eating breakfast in the dinning hall and looking over their schedules. Haley was upset to see that Oliver was not there.
"Why do I have an extra class?" Haley asked dumbfounded.
"Let me see," Hermione took Haley's schedule and took a look at it. You have flying classes right after dinner. That's strange. They never have that classes after dark unless it's Astronomy." Hermione replied handing back her schedule.
"That is so unfair! Why me?" Haley asked frustrated.
"I think it's because you need to learn how to fly," Harry said. "Normally we all learn in our first year."
The day went by very slowly in Haley's opinion and she had her mind on the same thing all day. The flying lessons with Oliver Wood tonight. She was so excited to get to see him up close but then she'd have to share him with other people. Then finally dinner came and she caught her second glimpse of Oliver Wood. He looked as handsome as the night before. Maybe even more so. However, during this meal she restrained from herself from staring at him constantly and making things seem obvious.
After dinner she was supposed to report to the main hall and meet Oliver for her first flying lesson. After dinner she had ten minutes to get ready and she tried to make herself as visually appealing as possible. She didn't know whether or not she was supposed to wear her cloak. She figured she didn't because how would she fly on a broom in her cloak anyway? So just in case the wore simple blue 555 soul jeans and a white Ecko Red jacket over a pink tank top and covered herself with her cloak. Before she ran out she remembered to take her string bag with her.
Haley ran down the stairs and made her way to the main hall to find Oliver there waiting for her. She slowed down as she reached closer and closer to him and eventually she stopped about two feet in front of him. There eyes once again connecting from the time she was spotted at the top of the stairs till the moment she stopped.
"Oli- I mean Mr. Wood. Good Evening," Haley stumbled.
"Good Evening to you to Ms. Biggerstaff," he said calmly.
Haley thought she was going to melt. He had a beautiful Scottish accent that suited him in every way. "Umm…" she said, hoping she wasn't blushing. "Where is everyone else?"
"This is a private lesson Ms. Biggerstaff." Oliver said smiling.
Haley thought she was going to explode with happiness. A whole two hours alone with Oliver was like everything she ever wanted. "Umm… okay but first of all, I don't like the whole Ms. Biggerstaff thing. Please call me Haley." She said.
"All right Haley," he replied grinning. "Let's make our way to the Quidditch Pitch."
They walked pretty much in silence except for a little question here and there about how Haley found Hogwarts and what not.
When they finally made it to the Quidditch pitch Oliver ran over to the shed and brought out what he thought was the most suitable broom for her. He passed it to her and then expected her to know what to do with it. Haley just held it and looked at Oliver blankly.
"Do you know how to mount it?" Oliver asked.
"No idea," Haley replied, "I thought you were supposed to teach me."
"Okay just," Oliver began then walked behind Haley and placed his hand over hers. He then moved the broom between their legs and helped her grip onto the front of the broom. "Got it he asked?"
"Y-yeah," Haley breathed out. Being so close to Oliver was sending shivers down her spine. Then when she wasn't concentrating she slipped and lost the position of her broom.
"Umm… I can't really get on the broomstick properly in my robes…" Haley said softly.
"Really? But you must," Oliver said, "Well, I guess since you're a beginner, you could wear normal clothes. I won't tell anyone."
Haley smiled a huge smile and then stepped off the broom and took off her cloak. Oliver was stunned to see that she already had the clothes ready underneath.
"Much better," Haley grinned.
Oliver could not stop and do a double take on her. She was much more stunning in her muggle clothes rather than in her robes. She had a beautiful figure and long legs that were accentuated by the tight fitting jeans she was wearing. Oliver then removed his robes only to reveal a readily worn Nike t-shirt and low-riding jeans. This time Haley could not believe how unbelievably handsome he was. He was well built too, you could see it in his arms and you could almost make out his abs from underneath the t-shirt. She hoped she wasn't staring.
"Okay. Let's try again," Haley mounted the broom this time by herself and waited for the instructions.
"Okay. Now try to kick off the ground and into the air," Oliver instructed.
"Okay but… Umm…. How?" Haley asked dumbfounded. She hoped Oliver wouldn't find her an idiot.
Oliver chuckled a little bit then climbed on the broom with her and this time without their robes in the way they were even closer than before. His arms were around hers with their hand bound together. "Here, let me show you," Oliver almost whispered in her ear.
Oliver kicked off the ground and suddenly they were in the air. It was the most amazing thing that Haley had ever felt before. There in Oliver's arms she felt true freedom. She had never been given freedom. Her whole life was lived in a nutshell. Secluded from the rest of the world and for once, she felt like her own person.
Haley raised her arms to the side of her body and imagined she was a bird. She closed her eyes and imagined herself being able to fly like this all the time. Then she felt one hand around her waist and one hand holding hers. It was Oliver. He was holding onto her making sure she wouldn't fall.
"Glad you like the feeling," he whispered in her ear.
"I do," Haley gushed, "more than anything I have ever felt."
Oliver griped her waist a little tighter making sure she kept balance on the broom while she wasn't holding onto it. It was then Haley realized the position they were in. She could feel her face burning up as the seconds went by. She then gripped on the broom again and Oliver let his hand fall back on top of hers, gripping the broom.
That night Haley learned to fly on her own and do simple things like turn and go up but she was still having problems with hovering back to the ground.
"Good Work!" Oliver said, "I have never seen such fast progress in one lesson, well except for Harry that is."
"Thanks," Haley replied blushing.
"So umm yes, tomorrow same time?" Oliver asked.
"Yes, definitely." Haley replied.
"Alright then," Oliver said looking at her directly once they had finally made their way back to the main hall, "Well, goodnight then Haley."
"Good night. And sweet dreams," Haley said blushing and immediately running up to the staircases afraid Oliver would see her blush.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure I'll have sweet dreams tonight," Oliver said to himself quietly.
Haley ran all the way back up to her dorm room to find Hermione doing her homework on her bed.
"So, how was it?" Hermione asked excitedly.
"How was what?" Haley asked dumbfounded.
"The flying lesson with Wood!" Hermione said.
"Oh! It was good," Haley said hiding her excitement.
"Good?" Hermione replied with a sarcastic tone, "Come on Haley! You know you've been thinking about them all day! So did he especially pay a lot of attention to you?"
"Well, you could say that," Haley started off, "actually, it was a private lesson."
Hermione's mouth dropped open. "No way! You know half the girls in this school would die for your position right now!"
"I know! And he was so cute too! He allowed me to wear muggle clothes on school grounds!" Haley burst out all at once.
Hermione and Haley talked all night about the flying lesson until they both fell asleep.
Things went on like that for the next two weeks. Everything was good. Haley was adjusting to being around all the great wizards but really; there was nothing she enjoyed more than her flying lessons. It was the thing she looked forward to every night. She was making good progress and she was almost ready to fly without supervision and she might even be able to try out for the Gryffindor team when time came around.
One morning the gang had breakfast then proceeded to their first class potions. Once they got there Snape was late, as usual. So the Gyffindor class and the Slytherin students waited outside the classroom. Draco arrived with his two flunkies Crabb and Goyle. He noticed Haley and decided to make himself "known" once again.
"Well, fancy seeing you here," Draco said while leaning against the wall with his arm pushed up against it.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Haley asked annoyed.
"I don't like this attitude I'm feeling here. How could you be so cold?" Malfoy asked faking hurt.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Haley replied sarcastically, "What I really meant to say was, leave me the hell alone."
"Touchy girl," Malfoy whispered in her ear, "you say the same thing once you get to know me a little better he said once again slipping an arm around her waist.
"Malfoy let me go!" Haley nearly yelled.
"Let go of her Malfoy!" a voice said out of no where.
It was Oliver. He was standing behind them with a very dirty look pointed straight at Malfoy.
"Wood," Malfoy sneered letting go of Haley. "Get lost, this is none of your business."
"Oh yes it is Malfoy," Oliver said, "Since I am a professor here at Hogwarts, I have the right to dock house points because you have displayed unruly conduct against a fellow student."
"You-!" Malfoy began but got cut off by the arrival of Snape.
"Wood! What are you doing here?" Snape asked evilly.
"Your student Malfoy here was displaying unruly conducts to another student. I was just about to dock some house points. Also, I believe that you, Professor Snape should know that from now on I shall be addressed Professor Wood." Oliver announced.
"Five points. That is all that should be taken off. Also, I do not care whether or not you are a student or teacher I will address you Wood whether you like it or not." Snape seethed through his teeth. "Class! Inside!"
Oliver stood there totally dumbfounded at what had just happened. Haley approached him slowly as all the other students filed inside. "Snape is just a silly git. Ignore him," Haley said to Oliver.
Oliver smiled, "Thanks," he replied.
"No problem, Professor Wood," Haley replied placing stress on the way of addressing him.
"Not to you," Oliver said to her as she began walking away. "You may call me Oliver especially."
Haley gave him a big smile and he returned one and they went their separate ways.
That night Haley and Oliver met again for her flying lessons. It was a perfect night and everything was fine. Oliver was revved up to go. Haley however, was suffering from a couple of injuries. During Care of Magical Creatures before dinner, Hagrid attempted to bring Hippogrifths to class again and needless to say Haley got kicked in the knee while trying climb on.
"Okay let's review what we learned yesterday," Oliver began.
Haley managed to mount the broom but when she kicked off she gained incredible speed and height but the pain in her knee accelerated at an even faster rate. Immediately she lost balance and bean freefalling towards the ground. Oliver immediately jumped on his broom and caught her mid air. He carried her till they reached the ground again. He lowered her on the ground until she gained consciousness again.
Haley couldn't focus on where she was or what she was even doing. Her vision finally focused and she found Oliver in his Black turtleneck and corridor pants looking down at her with the utmost concern.
"Why am I lying on the ground?" She asked him curiously.
"You fell off your broom. What's wrong?" Oliver asked.
"I think it's my knee…" Haley struggled to say.
Oliver rolled up the end of her khaki pants till he saw the huge bruise on her right knee. He cringed at the sight of it.
"You should've told me. I would've cancelled the lesson!" Oliver told her.
"But, I want to learn how to fly. I want to be on the Quidditch team and tryouts are very soon!" Haley replied. But that wasn't the only reason. She really wanted to see Oliver as much as possible especially when it was one on one time.
"Quidditch huh?" Oliver asked. "Great sport. And you have what it takes except the smarts. Every smart person knows not to fly when they're injured this badly."
"I know… I'm sorry for wasting your time." Haley began then picked up her string bag and started limping away.
"Hold on!" Oliver ran after her and grabbed her arm and spun her around. He could see tears forming in the edge of her eyes. "I didn't mean it that way," He began feeling terribly sorry, "I want to be the one to help you onto the Quidditch team. I really do. But I also don't want you to get hurt. I don't think we should have these lessons until your knee heals. However, if you want… I could teach you the rules of Quidditch and what not in our lesson time."
Haley smiled the hugest smile ever and nodded frantically wiping the tears out of her eyes. Oliver smiled and told her to wait there while he left to get something.
Oliver returned moments later dressed in his old Gryffindor Quidditch gear. Haley couldn't help but stare. It was beautiful. The red and gold of the uniform accentuated his dark brown eyes and hair.
"Isn't it beautiful? It's the Gryffindor Quidditch gear," Oliver said, admiring it himself, "Pretty soon you'll wear one too."
"I hope so…" Haley nearly whispered, staring at it with so much admiration.
"Well, that is if you ever learn to dress properly," Oliver said walking over to her and picking up the strap of her tank top that had slid down her shoulder. Haley could feel herself blush immensely.
"Okay let me explain the parts of the gear," Oliver said while smiling.
They spent the rest of their lesson time like that. Sitting in the grass admiring the uniform, maybe even admiring each other form time to time. But one thing was for sure; they learned to enjoy each other's company.
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