Hey all. Thanks for the great reviews. I will keep this going on for as long as I can. I know there aren't a lot of Oliver/Harry slashes going on.

Please note that I do not own anything in these stories. I wish I did own Oliver. Especially the movie Oliver:0)

Chapter Two: Love and Hate

"OH! SLOW DOWN HARRY!" Wood shouted after his date. He giggled at Harry and finally managed to catch up with him. The glittering sunlight that was filtered through the stained glass windows cast strange colors across Harry's face. "Wait up for me!" Harry stopped for a few seconds to wait for Wood.

"COCK TEASE!" Harry shouted. "You'll have to catch me if you want to anything from me!" Harry flashed a grin to Wood and began to run across the stone floor. Rushing out of the great oak doors, Harry, closely followed by Wood, stopped to let his date catch up. "I was wondering if you would ever catch up." Harry's gasps finally subsided and were followed by Wood's breathing. Wood's hands slipped across Harrys back and reached up to his neck. Wood preteneded to strangle Harry and pushed him.

"What was that?" Wood laughed. He couldn't help but grin. "You had to scare me like that?"

"How did I scare you hun?" Harry managed to say. He was laughing hysterically.

"I don't know. I felt like saying it. Now can we go? I want to get this road on the show." Wood gave a small grin and pushed Harry again.

"Road on the show?" Harry gave him a strange look. Wood's face turned red. He turned around and began to admire the lake and the giant squid basking it's shallow waters. "I was kidding Wood. Come on babe lets go." Harry turned Wood around and saw his hurt look. "I didn't mean anything babe! Please..."

Wood's face, still red, inched closer and closer to Harry's. With a sudden lunge Wood thrust his face onto Harry's. Their teeth accidently knocked against each other. An accidental toast. Harry stood in shock for a moment, and let it happen. Wood's tounge found it's way into Harry's mouth. Wood wrapped his burly arms around Harry's back and pulled him in closer. Harry stood, limp by shock, and was lost in his fantasies. Wood finally pulled away, after what seeemed like hours.

"Wow," was all Harry could say.

"Yeah." Wood gave a sheepish grin and backed off. A look of utter mortification crept along his face. "I'm so sorry." His voice shook with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! I..." He was lost for words.

"NO! It's ok Wood." Harry regained his composure quickly.

"No I shouldn't have. I'm ---"

"Wood shut up for Goddess sake! It's ok. I'm not upset!" Harry smiled and pulled himself closer to Wood. He nuzzled his head against Woods neck. "I never knew how good of a kisser you were until now." A small smile drew across Wood's face.

"Should we go? Were going to miss the trip if we don't hurry." Wood seemed slightly agitated. He hid it well.

"I'm happy to go with you! But if I'm mistaken please correct me. You are the one who stopped to make out with me!" A small seductive grin flushed Harry's face. A small pat on Wood's ass followed. Wood followed Harry by his side.

'Come on Wood! You can grab his hand. For crying out loud you just made out with him. What's the big deal?' Wood never did realize how he couldn't grab Harry's hand. He could stretch out his hand to catch a speeding quaffle from a fifty foot throw, but he couldn't stretch his hand out a few inches to grab his secret crushes hand.

"I hope you like this new place I'm treating you to." Harry said. His voice was dripping with sweetness. Wood could almost taste it. "And yes I am treating you to it!"

"Did you hear me complain?" Wood laughed at his own joke. Harry gave a small snicker.

"Well I just hope you like it. It's brand new. A friend of mine's brother is running it. It's a new restaurant. We can order anything we want!"

Wood wasn't sure why Harry stressed anything. "Do you mean... like... alcohol?"

Harry just smiled. "I mean anything on the menu babe."

The couple passed by Filch. He gave them an appraising eye as they walked by him. Filch muttered something about fags, but Harry and Wood weren't paying attention. They were enthralled with each other. They sneaked another kiss outside of the wrought iron gates. Harry's lust was aroused quickly and easily.

"OH look who it is. Wood and Potter. How funny!" A drawling voice came out behind them. It belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy. "Since when have you two been fags? So tell me are you searching for a new dream home? Say the Shrieking Shack maybe? That would be a palace compared to the hut your mother lived in shouldn't it Potter?" His pale, pointed face gleamed in the sunlight. A malevolent grin spread across his face, but never reached his cold unaltering gaze.

"Shut up Malfoy!" Harry yelled. Wood grabbed Harry's arm muttering something about forgetting it. "Get off me Wood. I'll handle this."

Malfoy's gang of Slytherins laughed at the display. "So now you need some pretty boy to tell you what to do? And I thought that Mudblood Granger was bad enough!" Malfoy sneered.

"RICTERSEMPRA!" Harry shouted. His wand hung in front of him. A shot of silver raced towards Malfoy. He doubled to the ground wheezing. All the Slytherins gathered around him. Some cried that Malfoy was dead. He laid on the ground rolling around. Harry had hit him with a tickling charm. One of his best charms. "So do you want another dose Malfoy? That's only a taster."

Sheer terror seemed to come through Malfoy's face at the thought, even though he continued to laugh. "I" he choked. "I won't..."

"You won't what Malfoy?" Harry's green eyes flashed dangerously through his glasses.

"I won't say anything else. Please stop it!" Malfoy managed to choke out.

"I think he said to give him more didn't he?" Wood said. He laughed to himself at his own intelligence.

"I believe he did!" Harry grinned and brushed his bangs out of his eyes. He raised his wand and continued to charm Malfoy. Finally Harry withdrew his wand and pushed back up his sleeve. "Now this will wear off in about ten minutes, then we will see you later. Goodbye!"

Wood and Harry left arms around each other's waists. They walked into the village watching the other students enjoy their last few days of sunlight until the winter months came along. Wood gave Harry a look of deep reverance. "That was amazing Harry. Honestly."

Harry grinned sheepishly. "Well I'm done taking shit from him!"

"You know something Harry?" Wood gave his mysterious grin again. "When you torment people with that tickling charm, it really turns me on! Honestly, when you get all mad like that, it's hot!" Harry stopped in his tracks. A small smirk unfurled across his face.

"You liked it? Oh look there's the place I was telling you about. 'Love charms' it's supposed to be adorable."

"Yeah babe. It was great!" Wood looked at Harry and closed in on his face yet again. Their lips met and this time Harry wasn't shocked still. His hands slowly rubbed Wood's hard body. Wood pushed himself closer and allowed their crotches to rub against each other. Harry's hand followed it's way across Wood's chest and moved down until it reached his pants.

"Did you love it better than this?" Harry asked in a seductive whisper.

"Well, we can try it out can't we?" Wood smiled. Harry opened his mouth to say something but Wood put a finger to his lips. "Come here." Wood pushed his head towards Harry's ear. "Call me Oliver. I hate this last name thing!"

"Ok. Oliver. Let's go inside." Harry said. He grabbed at Olivers ass and moved him inside.

Ok guys. There's chapter two. Chapter three might be a little messed up as a warning. I'm trying something out with the characters that Jo can't do well since children read her books. sniggers Feel free to bash this to hell. It won't bug me!