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I didn't really have a chance to just talk to Oliver, just a hi, and a bye and a occasional chat either about school or quidditch. But never a talk, a real talk, on about what happened for the past 8 years. Well anyway, one day after dinner, I was running late for Astronomy. When I accidentally bumped into someone. I dropped my books.

"Oh yeah, don't help me," I muttered. The guy I bumped into didn't anyway. Instead he said.

"Watch it." He had a gruff voice. I got up. This guy, if it was possible, had the most rotten teeth, imaginable. He was really foul, looking and smelling. He got one look at me and smiled a evil grin. He leaned one hand on the wall, partially pinning me there,

"We haven't met before have we? Names Flint, Marcus Flint. You must be Joycelen McCormack"

"Charmed," I said, putting on a fake smile. I tried to push him away, but then he stopped me.

"You're very Pretty McCormack," He whispered in my ear. I was thoroughly disgusted in more ways than one. First off, this guy had really bad cologne, second he was hitting on me. All the sudden he grabbed me by my forearms, and forced me into almost kissing him. I tried pushing him off. I yelled for help. Then someone grabbed him and slammed him on the wall next to me. I was however stunned, violated, disgusted, and well, disgusted pretty much tops it off.

"Are you okay Joy," the guy who grabbed Flint off of me was Oliver. I was relived.

"Yeah, I just really disgusted." I gave him a weak smile. He led me back to the common room. He was really mad and fuming at Flint. I sat down on a couch in front of the fireplace. I forgot all about Astronomy now. Oliver was pacing in front of me,

"That, foul, evil, disgusting………" he trailed off muttering.

I have to admit Oliver looks really cute when he mad at someone. Then he sat down next to me.

"Hey, what's up?" He said, still a little mad at Flint, but now his voice was filled with concern. Concern for…me.

"Nothing, just thinking, that Flint guy is really disgusting isn't he?" I said, trying to joke around with Oliver. I looked into his eyes. They were a deep and chocolate brown. I could get lost in them so easily. I pulled my attention away from his eyes, and looked back into the fire. I can't think of Oliver this way. He's my best friend. He was just my best friend. Which was the problem, deep down inside me I wanted to be more than friends. I let out a sigh, and frowned.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Oh, nothing….aww. I missed Astronomy!" I said, faking disappointment.

"I bet Professor Sinistra will let you off." He said smiling.

"yeah…" I said, then looked at the grandfather clock, that is so conveniently in the common room. It was pretty late. " Um… Oliver, its getting late, and I probably need to go to Professor Sinistra's in the morning." I gave him a weary smile, while getting up.

"Oh, I suppose so," He said kind of disappointed, then his features lit up, "Oh yeah, I forgot, there's Quidditch try-outs next Monday. See you there I bet."

"Count on it!" I said, while walking towards the staircase. At the foot of the stairs, I turned to look back at Oliver, who was at the foot of the boy's stairs,

"Um…thanks Oliver…for, fending off Flint for me." I said grinning,

"No problem," He said, turning to walk up the stairs. I swore, I was smiling in my sleep that night.

A/N: I know I know, no conversation yet, but if you review maybe it will come sooner….

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