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I stared for a moment and blinked, slapping myself again mentally. STOP STARING RAY! There was just something so familiar about him that I couldn't put my finger on. I felt one of my brothers' nudge me and I blinked again. Apparently he had said something to me. "I'm sorry, what was that?" I said stupidly and AGAIN mentally slapped myself.
"Ooh, I just asked if you were on AMSC last month for the game against the Shadows, you look so familiar," he repeated shyly.
Smith's had four different Quidditch teams, my team the Flames played against the Shadows and every other team, and usually we won. I felt the heat rising back to my cheeks, "Yep! That was me!" I said happily that someone actually recognized me, or even watched the AMSC! I smiled inwardly.
Oliver laughed, "Brilliant Woollongong Shimmy!" "Thanks," I replied shyly and looked around.
A Woollongong Shimmy was a Quidditch term for a high-speed zigzagging movement intended to throw off opposing Chasers. Last game against the Shadows I tried it nearly losing my head to a bludger in the process, but nonetheless, I scored.
Everyone had either gone chatting with someone else or they were eating. I was definitely surprised, I thought my brothers would have been around to torture me for talking to a boy, but I was happy to see that I was wrong.
"So you're going to be a 7th year, then?" Oliver asked without looking at me in the eyes.
"Uhhuh," I said slowly trying to refrain from staring at him again. WHAT ON EARTH WAS IT THAT WAS SO DAMN FAMILIAR? It was driving me crazy.
"Do you know what house you're in yet?" I nodded. "The Headmaster had me floo into his office about a week back. The hat wouldn't shut up for about half an hour, but it sorted me into Gryffindor," we both laughed.
"Ooh, that's great! I'm in Gryffindor too! Are you going to try-out to get on the House team?" he asked enthusiastically.
"Of course! Your mom told me you loved Quidditch, are you on the team?" Please, please be on the team!
"Love is an understatement," he grinned. "Yep, I'm the Keeper and the Captain this year," I could tell he was proud.
"Too cool! So Capt., when's the try-out?" I asked and smiled. He laughed and brushed his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. Well if that doesn't make me stare, I don't know what will.
"A week after school starts. Don't worry; you'll hear everyone buzzing about, about it." I was brought back to reality when I heard the Scottish accent continue, I laughed.
His accent was so sexy, I was almost compelled to ask him to repeat a few words he had said.
"Wood!" We're hurt! You didn't introduce us to your new friend," said the famous Weasley twins in unison.
I could recognize them anywhere…That and my catalogue had pictures of them on the front that was charmed so they could say random things. "You're the Weasley twins!" I said loudly in excitement.
"Whoa, We're famous now? What do you think about that Forge?"
"Ooh, I don't know Gred!"
"I am deeply in love with your excellent products, as is everyone at Smith's, we owe you twinsies everything!" I grinned evilly. "I'm Ray Malloy," I said shaking their hands. Why did I shake their hands? That was completely…muggle.
"Wait, wait! That sounds familiar!" George announced. There was a long pause.
"I've got it! Ten Canary Cream Puffs, four Fake Wands, eight Dragon Fireworks, two Swamp Charms, and five Ton-Tongue Toffee's!" Fred declared rather happily.
"Genius! That was my most common order, dorm mates made me order them things too, because they were too scared to get caught," I said and smirked. I was a mischief-maker at Smith's, but it was okay because my grades were perfect. "I may have been quite the prankster at Smith's, but I guess it's going to be quite the competition this year huh?"
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Fred asked George.
"Ginny won't be our spokeswoman for the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes in the girls dorm so what'd ya say?" I heard Fred insert somewhere in that sentence that Ginny was their sister. "You'd reserve the right to our products of course, and if you want to help with prototypes that would be graciously accepted," he gave me a cheeky grin.
"Count me in!" I said happily. Me, Ray Malloy, turn down the chance to be able to cause everyone a living hell? Fat chance! The twins high-fived each other and Oliver laughed.
"We already got Capt. Here trying to sell our products to well, anyone!"
"Quidditch player by day, master prankster by night," George said in a highly thematic voice that made everyone laugh.
"You guys play Quidditch too? I think I've died and gone to heaven!" I said excitedly. Not many people were into Quidditch as much as I am. I eat, drink, and breathed Quidditch. I marveled at how I always befriend males much more than females. In fact, I only had one close friend that was of the female gender at Smith's. They complain, pull hair, and act too…giddy. It drives me insane! Not to mention the gossip, the gossip, was murder.
"We're beaters," George announced and brought me back to reality.
"That's perfect! We should play Quidditch some time!" There went my shyness with them, I thought and laughed. If anything involved Quidditch then I was perfectly comfortable.
"What position-" Fred started to ask.
"Do you play?" George finished.
I laughed; twins finishing each other's sentences are too funny. "Chaser," I replied grinning at them. "I used to play on the Flames at Smith's."
"Oh!" The twins shouted together.
"We've probably seen you play loads of times than. Capt. Here," George gestured to Oliver and continued "has us watch other teams play Quidditch all the time. He's a bit…in love with Quidditch," George grinned.
Oliver turned pink, and I pretended not to notice.
"That's an understatement. I don't think I'll see the day that Oliver would pick a girl over Quidditch, unless that is, she is equally obsessed, that'll work. Although it's not impossible, it's highly improbable," Fred said while laughing.
"Awe, c'mon, it' can't be that bad guys! It won't be long before you start making fun of me for being a bit obsessed with it myself!" I coughed and pointed to my shirt. "I have all the Puddlemere shirts," I gave a cheeky smile.
"HAH! You owe me five Galleons, George. Remember our bet last year? I have now met someone with the same collection of Puddlemere shirts so I win!" Oliver smirked and held out his hand.
"Damn straight!" I broke into a laugh, "Finally someone else who appreciates all of the Puddlemere merchandise!" I said and smiled.
"Who wants to play some Quidditch?" Fred yelled excitedly.
"Oh, oh I do!" I said with just as much enthusiasm.
"What would be a game without my counterpart?" "Lonely, sad, depressing," George started to name off a list of what it would be like if he didn't play with Fred.
We all laughed and I turned to look at Oliver, he was in the term the Muggles used, 'la la land'. "You in Oliver?" I asked poking him in the arm. He jumped and I giggled mentally. Ha! Ray Malloy has struck again! Making boys jump is my game! I slapped myself mentally on the forehead. I laughed out loud, "Didn't mean ta frighten ya Oliver!" I chimed loudly.
The twins started laughing. "Ten feet!" Fred yelled.
Oliver finally came to his senses and smirked. "Course I'm in! There is after all, only one excellent keeper in the vicinity,"
"Ooh, and would you be kind enough to direct me to where he is?" I asked mockingly and laughed.
Everyone laughed some more and Fred said in a fit of laughter "We caught ourselves a good one didn't we Gred!"
"Sure did, Forge!" We grabbed something to eat quickly and the twins suggested that we use their yard to play Quidditch since everyone was in Oliver's.
"Ooh, just a sec, I'm going to let my parental units know where I'm going!" I said and looked around for my mom or my dad. Leaving the boys laughing, I spotted my mom and I bounced up to her.
"ImadesomenewfriendssoImgoingtogoplayquidditchwiththemisthatokay?" I said happily and rather excited.
My mom raised an eyebrow, "Uhm, what?" She said and laughed.
"I made some new friends so I'm going to go play Quidditch with them is that okay?" I repeated slower.
"Sure honey! I'm so glad you made some new friends already. Do you know their last names?" She asked.
"Yep! It's Fred and George Weasley, and Oliver Wood. Apparently, they all love Quidditch too! The only thing we don't have is a Seeker and two other Chasers, so we can still get in a good game!" I said smiling.
"Ooh, I was just talking to Molly Weasley, she's a lovely woman. Her food is incredible too!" She started plucking stray pieces of lint off my shirt.
I stared at her. "Having fun, mom?"
"Sorry," she said sheepishly and smiled.
My mom was nervous around people sometimes too. I find it kind of funny because sometimes being nervous really didn't fit the prerequisite of being an Auror.
"Well, don't let me take up your valuable Quidditch time," she laughed. "Where are you playing at, just so I know where you are?" She asked. That was my mom, Overprotective, but it was okay, I understood perfectly. It wouldn't be the first time someone tried to kidnap me, after all I was the daughter of an Auror and an Unspeakable.
"The Weasleys house, in their backyard!" I said and ran back over to where the boys were waiting for me at.