(an: I'm so sorry. My English teacher gave my class two weeks to turn in a project that we normally have six weeks to complete. For two weeks my life was school, soccer practice, English homework, and sleep. I spent over 20 hours on that thing. I better get an A on it. Lol. Just kidding. Now on to the story.)

Ch. 12

Sometimes things are easier said than done. In my case it took six months to put into action. Yes, I know, I'm a complete loser.

I couldn't help it, I liked the security I had with George. And I couldn't admit to Oliver that I liked him because if he rejected me it would ruin our friendship and I couldn't live with that.

So as I tried to build up my courage to fix things, days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and before I knew it half a year had passed since that day in McGonagall's office.

A lot happens in six months. School ended, as did summer, and suddenly I was facing my last year at Hogwarts. All those people who were Petrified were awaken. Perce and Penny's relationship had gone public, and while the twins gave him a hard time, most people thought they were cute together. Fred and Angelina broke up and got back together so often even they had trouble keeping track of whether they were on or not.

Adrian and Evelyn had split. Later Adrian's popularity waned after he stole Hattie McCloud away from Marcus Flint. Flint wasn't happy about it, and they eventually figured out a way to reverse the spell he put on Pucey. Flint then settled for Evelyn, telling everyone it was because she was an easy lay. Since they are still together, most people believe it. I know I do.

My uncle Sebastian and Genevieve (Alicia's mom) are still together. He even went as far to adopt Lei and her siblings. The newlyweds are also having a baby, due sometime next March. Lei has nicknamed it "The Accident".

Things change, that's for sure. Except for the whole George and Oliver thing. The one thing I needed to change the most I left the same. I wish I could just tell them without any repercussions. But then they would have to be emotionless. I don't know which is worse.

At least I have something to distract me. We have made it to Quidditch season! Thanks to all of those attacks, Quidditch had been cancelled at the end of last year. This was our last chance to get the Cup. Ollie was freaking out. When I had gone to his house over the summer, I spent all my time devising new Quidditch plays. If it is humanly possible to pull some of them off, we have a shot.

Speaking of the devil.

"Emma! I found you!" Oliver interrupted me. I had been doing my homework. Well, it was more like I was staring at it.

"You did! Now it's your turn to go hide."

"Quit being a smartass."

"Better a smartass than a dumbass."

"This is serious. Do you remember working on a piece of green parchment this summer? I had this play on it, but I can't find it and I'm freaking out because I really need it and I can't find it, and I can't remember what was on it, and if I can't find it, then the entire Quidditch team is screwed and it'll be all my fault." He said in one breath and slumped in the chair beside me, his face buried in his hands.

I started getting worried about him.

"Breath Oliver. Oxygen is critical to your brain. I have it. You told me to take it because it was important and if it was important then you would lose it."

I thought he just might cry.

He certainly was teary-eyed as he followed me up the stairs to my dormitory. He sat on my bed silently as I looked for his precious parchment.

"Here it is." I said, tossing him his prize. He looked at me gratefully.

"Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Well, you'd have to be more organized, that's for sure."

"Seriously. You've always been there for me. I treated you like shit last year and you forgave me no questions asked. I don't think you understand how much that meant to me. . .or how much you mean to me." He stopped there, turning red, obviously embarrassed that he had said too much.

Did he just admit that he cared for me? Hmm.

"It's nice to know I'm appreciated."

"More than you know." He said under his breath, but I heard him anyway.

"What do you mean-"But I was cut off by the sudden arrival of my boyfriend.

"Hey Emma. Hi Oliver." George waved. Part of me was mad he interrupted something important, but a bigger part of me was curious.

"How did you get up here?"

"I walked."

"But the staircases-"

"Minor detail. Can I borrow you for a moment?"

Leave it to a Weasley twin to beat the system.

"Ollie, do you mind?" I asked.

"Naw, I have to go over this anyway."

"We'll continue our conversation later." I told him as he headed out before us.

"Come on." George said, grabbing my hand and rushing me out of the common room, down through the castle, and out onto the Quidditch pitch.

"Don't we spend enough time down here?" I asked, thinking of the many Quidditch practices we had had so far this year.

"Lay down." He ordered me, ignoring my question.

"Should I spread them?" I asked sarcastically.

"Just lay down with me." He said softly. This time I didn't joke around. We laid down together, my head on his shoulder, our arms wrapped around each other.

"We can't keep on doing this." He said after a few minutes.

"I know."

"It's been fun."

"It has."

"I just think we make better friends."

"I agree."

"Do you mind if I date your cousin?"

"Lei? Naw, just as long as I can date your Quidditch captain."

"Fine by me."

"Thanks for a great ten months George."

"No problem." He said with that sexy smirk on his face.

"We were good together weren't we." He added.

"Dang sure."

He kissed my temple. It was a signal that all was well. I suddenly felt relieved. Breaking up with George was so easy.

Even though I hadn't been in love with him, I would always cherish the time we spent together. He was such a great guy, how could I not?

We laid there for a few more minutes before getting up and heading back to the castle. As we walked I suddenly remembered the conversation between me and Oliver.

Holy macaroni.