(A/N:: I'm Back! Boom Baby! LoL. Thanks for waiting for me! Well, we all know you were waiting for the story, so I'll shut my mouth and let you read now….

Not with a few announcements and questions first of all! Hehe

First announcement: Since you've all been really good and waited so patiently I have took the liberty of one making this chapter a little bit longer and two wrote a side story of Hermione and Oliver for you all. Read it you have time.

And now questions: what is WIKTT challenge? I always hear bout it but have no clue what the heck it is. And two what's Ginny real name…I'm kinda lost on that too.

Ok me shut up now…for real this time.)

Disclaimer: I don't think I would be writing a fanfic if I did own this.

Ch. 6 Never Walk With Him Or Her

"Most interesting…Very Weasley like of you if I might add." Dumbledore responded to the "forgotten detail".

"So what do you think?" George asked.

The aging man smiled and said, "There is a…old muggle saying, how does it go? Oh yes. It's not nice to mess with destiny."

Fred and George looked at each other, trying to comprehend the saying. They both looked back at the person once known as their headmaster and mouth in sync, "You mean…"

He just simply nodded and the trademark Weasley smile spread across their faces.

[[ Hogwarts Hallway ]]

"This is just pure torture!" Hermione uttered.

"Do you think I like this anymore than you? At least you get to be me and go play the most extravagant game ever created." Oliver said like quidditch was a girl that he was madly in love with.

"For you're information, you would be the last person I'd ever be. Heck, I rather be dead! And as for most extravagant game ever, try most ridiculous game ever."

Oliver pretended to have a heart attack from Hermione's harsh words.

She just rolled her eyes and said. "Oh grow up."

As they were closing near Hermione's private corridors, they came across a few of her Gryffindor students along with two or three Hufflepuffs going to lunch.

"OH! MY! GOD! OLIVER WOOD!" A muggle born third Gryffindor name Haverlyn nearly shouted.

She along with the others ran up to Hermione and automatically asked, "Can I have your autograph?!"

She hesitated a little before Oliver answered for her.

"Of course you can have his autograph."

She gave him the evil eye and he just grinned silly. Hermione looked back at her students with their pleading eyes. "W-Well, uh… I'm kind of busy at the moment…"

"Aw, dear Ole Ollie, you can spare a few minutes to sign a few autographs for your fans can't you?"

"Dear Ole Ollie?" She mouthed to Oliver. "Well, I guess I can…spare…a few…minutes…do you all have anything for me to sign on?"

"Man! I knew we shouldn't have left our books bags in the common rooms. Can you wait here while we all run back to the common rooms to get our stuff?" asked Anton, a fourth year Gryffindor.

"Well, the common rooms is pretty far from here, your not allowed to run in the halls, and I'm already behind schedule…So maybe another time."

The students had a the gloomy look. Hermione was not heartless and she did feel terrible seeing her students like this, but she just simply didn't have the time to wait around for them to come back.

"Oh Oliver, don't you carry some wallet size pictures of yourself."

Hermione, pulled out of her brief trance, looked at Oliver like he was the most pathetic person she's ever met and asked. "I carry pictures of myself ?" He nodded. "In my wallet?" He nodded again.

As she pulled the wallet out, she had a cheeky grin on her face and said, "Wow, how conceited am I?"

He rolled his eyes and sigh heavily as he said. "It was just incase you ran into oh who knows, fans who wanted your autograph and don't have any paperrrr…or…"

She blushed feeling like an idiot saying that now and all she manage to get out was, "Oh…"

She pulled some pictures out and without thinking just handed it out.

"Um…Can you sign these?" Asked Paul, a fifth year Hufflepuff.

"Oh…um…Hermione?"

"Do you recall that Harry did give you a thing called a pen and you carry that every with you also." He smiled.

She responded sarcastically. "I'm just full of surprises aren't I?"

"Indeed." He stretched.

Hermione turned to her students again and said, "Autographs?"

Her students cheerfully stood there and stuck the pictures in her face wanted her to sign it first. While she was signing, Haverlyn made a small conversation with Oliver.

"This is so cool! How do you know him Prof. Granger?"

Oliver wasn't paying attention.

Haverlyn waved her hand in front of him to get his attention. "Hello…? Earth to Professor Granger…!"

"Oh, uh, where you talking to me?"

She nodded. "No offense Prof. But if you're not Prof. Granger…then…"

"Oh, uh, yes, that's me… I'mmmm Prof. Granger."

She eyed him suspiciously. "Are you okay today Prof.?"

"Y-Yes…I-I'm fine, W-Why? Is the something wrong with you?"

"You don't seem yourself today."

"Prof. Granger?"

"Yes?" He turned to Paul, relieved that he didn't have to deal with Haverlyn at the moment.

"Um, you see, we're up against the Slytherins this week and we've been training really, really, really hard. And…I haven't had the chance to finish my essay on…can I have an extension?"

Oliver smiled and said. "Of course, anything for quidditch."

All the commotion around him went dead. And there were whispers exchanged among the students such as. "Did she really say that?" "She never let me do that." "I knew she tolerated quidditch, but not that much…" And so on.

Hermione, however, didn't have the most exultant look on her face.

"Ugh hmm…Not that it's really any of my business, But. Wasn't. That. Essay. Due. Last. Week.?" She emphasized every word.

"How do you know that Mr. Wood?" Natalie, another fifth year Gryffindor asked.

"Oh…well, your Professor here, was telling me about her job here and that some of her students have neglected to turn in their essays when she gave you all a reasonable amount of time to do so."

"Three days to write three feet essay is hardly reasonable…" Haverlyn said then turned back to Oliver, "Again Professor, No offense."

"H-Hardly reasonable?! I'll have you know that in my days, I faced more obstacles then you'll ever know, manage between more classes then everyone, and still turned in all of my school work, on time." Hermione hastily responded.

Everyone was quiet, until a tiny second year Hufflepuff name Bray, who was well-known for speaking his mind said, "Wow Mr. Wood. You were a nerd in school." He snort laughed. "Cool…"

Hermione sighed and quietly said, "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."

The was an awkward silence.

"Hey Mr. Wood can you show me how you do the Barona Toul? I play keeper for the Hufflepuff." Asked Paul.

"B-Barona Toul???" Hermione raise a brow.

"Yeah, you know that cool maneuver that you do to block the quaffle."

She shook her head slowly.

"You know, the one where you look like your going to block the other rings and then you loop and block the ring that the chaser was after."

Hermione looked to Oliver who had a worried look on his face. He wasn't worried that Hermione couldn't answer it. It was how she was going to answer it.

An evil grin swept across her face. "Oh, you mean that Barona Toul…" Paul nodded.

"You know Mr. Wood, for a nerd, you're not smart." added Bray.

"Oh, you know, it's what happened when you get hit by one too many bludgers, not that I can really use them as an excuse…As for the Barona Toul… It's always an accident…I just loose control of my broom and…oh who knows, luck maybe?"

Oliver looked at her like he was ready to lunge at her, but he wasn't exactly sure what he would of done with her.

"Well, you all better be off to lunch now, you wouldn't want me to give you all tons of detentions now would you?" Oliver said.

"Why would you give us detention for?" questioned Anton.

"Yes, why would you Prof. Granger?" Hermione added.

"Oh, you know, it's just because I like to make your liv…" Before Oliver could finish, Hermione leaped at him and cover his mouth before he could finish that sentence.

"Well, you heard her…" Hermione barked and they all took off.

"Hey Haverlyn…" Paul whispered to her.

"Yeah?"

"Do you think…she's…you know…"

"What?"

"Sniff too many dung bombs?"

"You know Paul, after today, I wouldn't be surprised."

Oliver looked at Hermione triumphal. Her response was putting him in headlock and dragging him all the way to her room.

[[ Hermione's Private Corridors ]]

"YOU!" Too angry to get anything else out, all she managed was "ANYTHING FOR QUIDDITCH?!?!"

"ME?! WHAT ABOUT YOU?!?! WHAT ABOUT THAT BARONA TOUL?!?!"

"WHO CARES ABOUT THAT STUPID MANUEVER! DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?"

"YES! I GAVE THE KID SOME SLACK AND STUPID MANUEVER?! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I WORKED HARD TRYING TO PERFECT THAT!"

"SLACK IS NOT WHAT THESE KIDS NEED AT THE MOMENT, I'M PREPARING THEM FOR THE REAL WORLD! AND PERFECT WHAT? HOW HARD IS IT TO DO THAT?"

"FOR YOU INFORMATION, IT TAKES A LOT OF WORK! ONE IS THAT YOU NEED TO PRACTICE IT AND TWO THERES A LOT OF MATH INVOLVED WITH IT! AND…PREPARING THEM FOR THE REAL WORLD? THEY'RE JUST KIDS FOR MERLINS SAKE!"

"MATH?! AND YES! PREPARING THEM FOR THE REAL WORLD!"

While the continued to argue, they didn't even notice someone standing in the doorway.

"Oliver Wood…Funny seeing you here in Hermione's room…having a lover's spat are we?" Snape asked.

"WE"RE NOT LOVERS!" They both shouted at the same time then looked at each other with rage.

Then they both said in unison again. "WHAT DO YOU WANT SNAPE?"

Oliver and Hermione looked at each other again and said. "STOP COPYING ME!"

"ME? WHAT ABOUT YOU?"

"I SAID STOP IT!"

"WOULD YOU SHUT UP ALREADY?!"

Snape walked over to a chair and made himself comfortable as he took pleasure in watching the "lover's spat."

"I'M WARNING YOU!"

"UGH! YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLE."

They turned away refusing to look at each other anymore.

Snape seeing that there was no more entertainment for him, got up and said, "Well, I just came her to tell you that you'll be taking them next time to Hogsmeade. I must be going now. I'll leave you two to continue your lover's spat."

As he left they both shouted. "FOR MERLINS SAKE, WE'RE NOT LOVERS!"

They looked at each other again and then stormed off in opposite directions.

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