Authoresses' Note: Sorry. We got back to school almost a month ago, and then . . . well, we could give the whole schpliel (yeah, however that's spelled) but basically, we didn't get to this. Don't hurt us. Meep.

Krenya: I think we should hide before they read the chapter. Don't you?

Summary: Beth prevented Flint from kissing Jusea twice, but she couldn't protect her innocent friend forever. And Oliver sees the kiss! Oh, dear, Jusea, two guys, one kiss...what are you going to do?

Disclaimer: We don't own it. Unless, you know, it's ours. Yeah, you know what's cannon and what's not, hopefully. If you don't, please don't sue us....

Chapter 13

Interference...Really

It wasn't often Jusea got to simply walk on the Hogwarts grounds. She loved to take walks at home, but this was her first time simply wandering around here, enjoying the bright sun and the fresh wind.

She felt a strong hand fall on her shoulder, and she turned around. She smiled; it was Marcus. "Hi."

He smiled back. "Hello. How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"So, what have you been up to?"

"Nothing much. What about you?"

"I wanted to come and talk to you."

"Oh, well, I'm glad that you did. It's always great to see friends."

"Friends?"

"I'd like to think that."

"Yeah, well..." He picked up her hand. "I kind of wanted more."

Jusea became confused. Marcus was nice, but not—oh, no. He leaned down and kissed her. He was a pretty good kisser, but he just wasn't who she wanted to be with, so she felt nothing.

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Oliver was walking around not looking for Jusea at all. He turned a corner and saw Flint. Ew, gross, Flint was kissing somebody. Who would—Wait, that wasn't somebody, that was Jusea. His Jusea. Okay, not really, but, he knew her first. He wanted to kill Flint.

But she was kissing him, too. Oliver turned and took off.

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Jusea pulled away from Marcus and glanced behind him. Was that...yes, it was Oliver. He was leaving. She had to go and talk to him, but she needed to take care of Marcus first. "Marcus..."

"Yes."

"That was nice and all, but..."

"What?"

"Well, I don't like you that way."

"What?"

"The truth is that I really like Oliver."

"Wood?"

"Yes. To even say that I liked the kiss would be a lie and would do no one any good."

"So, you don't like me at all."

"No. I mean, if there wasn't Oliver, then maybe I'd go with you. You are nice and sweet, and easy to talk to. I'm really sorry about all this."

He shrugged. "Sure."

"Can we still be friends?"

"Yes."

"Thank you. I don't mean to run, but I need to talk to someone. I'll see you later though."

"Of course."

Jusea took off. She had to find Oliver—she needed to find him. She had been thinking about him all night. That wasn't a first, but...just now, he looked upset, and she couldn't stand to see him upset.

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Beth was sitting with the Chasers in the Common Room when Oliver stormed in. "TEAM. BROOMSTICKS. NOW."

"We just practiced last night," Katie said.

"So, that's a lot of time for ye to forget. We need to recall."

"I have an idea. You go, then tell us how it was," Fred said from by the fireplace.

"Ha, ha. NOW!"

"All right, all right."

As the team went upstairs to get their things, Beth walked over to Oliver. "Are ye sure about this?" she asked.

"Aye, we need to practice."

"As Katie said, ye just practiced last night."

"So?"

"So maybe ye should give them a rest."

"Ah did."

Beth sighed. The team came down, and they headed out to the pitch. Beth trailed behind them. The sky was clear, but clouds were coming in from the south. 'That doesn't look too good. Of course, knowing Oliver, it won't stop him.'

"Beth!"

"Oh, hi, Jusea."

"So what are you doing?"

"Ah'm going to watch the team practice."

"Oliver's going to be there?" Jusea smiled.

Beth forced her own grin down. "He usually is."

"Good. I need to talk to him." The girls walked down to the pitch and took their seats. A few minutes later, the team came out. The girls waved to them; all but Oliver waved back.

"Ah wonder what's bothering him," Beth said. Jusea remained quiet. As the team kicked off, a fine drizzle came down. It got heavier. "Ah doubt it can get much worse."

Then torrents of rain came down.