Mio bel Vergine

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Chapter Dedication goes to: Psycho Dragon Love

There is a sex scene in this chapter.

Chapter V- Platform 9 ¾

The potion that Professor Snape worked for Rosaline, she no longer freaked out when walking down the hall alone. She didn't want to remember what Snape said about Oliver, she forced that out of her head. She preferred to be walk with Oliver everywhere, and no longer had panic attacks. Oliver wouldn't dare to kiss her again, and Rosaline no matter how much she tried changing the opinion of her mind, actually wanted him to kiss her so passionately again.

The Professor's decided to host a small dance for the seventh years before Christmas break. Everyone was required to where their best and everyone was required to go. Rosaline was miserable about this, while the younger girls were thrilled for her. She had her dress, a slim v-neck that was a cream color. The back was low, and it showed off her long and lean body.

Alicia, Katie, and Angelina all watched her get ready. Rosaline sighed turning around as the three inspected her. Katie sighed; she took Rosaline's hair down and muttered a quick spell on it. "You have beautiful hair. I don't know why you don't wear it down. It reminds me of Helen of Troy in the paintings, long and wispy," she stated simply.

Katie pulled back some of it, and used Rosaline's elegant white gold vine barrette. Rosaline spun around once more, and got approval of the three girls. "Can I go now?" she asked impatiently tapping her foot on the floor.

"Go, gosh, you have to look pretty," Angelina lectured hugging Rosaline as she left her dorm. She met Oliver in the hall way and smiled, he kissed her fore head.

"You look exceptionally beautiful tonight," he said as she smiled and kissed his cheek. She was beautiful, the long hair rested on her bare shoulders, her skin looked golden under

"Thanks, I really didn't want to go to this. I personally hate functions like these," she said and took his arm with a sigh.

They talked shortly and went into the Great Hall in silence, the music played loudly as an unknown wizarding band played. They were called the Azka Pris, loud and like the muggle rock bands. Rosaline laughed, the guys had long hair, and where wearing tight dragon hide pants.

Oliver smiled, scanning the Head Table. No Professor Snape to his relief. He had a feeling that the second cousin of Rosaline was not fond of him. Being a Gryffindor and everything, and smoking them in the Quidditch Finals. With just the thought that he won that cup made Oliver want to do the jig.

"What are you grinning at silly?" Rosaline laughed playfully pushing him. This knocked Oliver out of La La Land. He was quite enjoying the image of him dancing around with Quidditch cup, and Severus Snape tied down to the chair put duck tape over his mouth. This made Oliver even grin more, he would be obviously unable to do deduct points.

"Gosh, you're day dreaming again?" Rosaline said sighing going over to her friend Tory. Oliver smiled, he kissed her head and went to find some drinks for Rosaline and himself. Marcus Flint was at the dance, and some Slytherin girl was groping him, wanting his attention.

Oliver disgusted brought back drinks to Rosaline, she looked over and saw Flint and felt a shiver crawled up her spine. "Let's go into the gardens," she whispered saying good bye to Tory and the two tried to escape from Flint. He was on their tail, loosing the girl.

"Don't leave on my behalf!" Flint called after them sounding like a drunkard.

"Let's go up to my room, we'll go to the Gryffindor rooms fly out the window to mine," Rosaline whispered pouring out the liquid not wanting to drink it. There was a good chance that some one had spiked it. Oliver nodded, they went back to the Gryffindor Common rooms and up to the Boys Dorm.

"I don't want to be near that bastard," Rosaline hissed sitting on Oliver's bed. He flopped himself down next to her. Looking up at the ceiling, his brain flooded with wild thoughts of what would happen on the Puddlemore United team. He grinned inwardly.

"I doubt that you're thinking of me with that huge grin on your face, I can read it on your fore head Mister. Huge bold letters say, 'QUIDDITCH,'" she laughed kissing his cheek. Then tracing her fingers along his face, she traced along his lips and kissed him. Parting, Oliver pulled her back kissing her slowly enjoying ever minute of it.

Rosaline removed his coat, the under coat, un-tucked his shirt, and slowly undid his buttons of his shirt. Oliver moved his hands down her body, and took off the heavy robe she was wearing. Rosaline was on top of him; her elegant dress sprawled across the bed. "We shouldn't do this here, my room," she said pulling back on her robe throwing his at him.

He pulled it around himself and they went out the door hand in hand. Walking in a fast pace they got to Rosaline's room. Shutting the door they resumed what they where doing, throwing close everywhere. When they got to the bed, both were naked and wanting what they knew their bodies had longed for.

It was her first experience in love, that didn't hurt. Oliver treated her gently and fulfilled her demands that she cried out. She finally knew that sex wouldn't hurt her. Her body went into multiple climaxes.

That morning Oliver and Rosaline where found by Severus Snape who left the room in a fury. He had got back that morning, and wanted to check on his cousin. They were not aware of his presence. They got on the Hogwarts Express to go back home. "You should visit me in Italy, it'll be a good surprise for my parents," Rosaline said her head lying in Oliver's lap.

Oliver smiled thinking of this, "Sure, you can meet my parents too. They'll love you to death." Rosaline went back to her book smiling, when a small letter came out of the back.

Rosaline,

Much to my dismay, I found you and your more than friend this morning.

I do not support any of these things obviously. I do not support your choice in Oliver Wood, I do not support that you suddenly think that he will not hurt you. Men, my dear Rosaline, will hurt you physically or mentally.

This Oliver Wood is a shallow boy. I will tell you once again, do not see him. I will not tell your Mother about your rash sexual activity. If I find you doing anything with Oliver again, I will not think twice about whatever that comes to mind. That means killing your "friend."

I am not going to Italy, I will stay at Spinner's End. I am far to disgusted with you.

-SS

"What's this?" Olive asked taking the note from Rosaline and reading it. She looked very angry at this and when he was done. She snatched it out of his hand and tore it up into small pieces threw them on the floor and burned them.

"He has no reason to but in," she snarled disgusted at her second cousin. Oliver didn't look angry at all. Just shocked.

Reaching Platform 9 ¾, Oliver and Rosaline got off the train. Oliver hauled her luggage off and his. They kissed each other deeply, which some first year mothers rushed their kids off. "I love you," Oliver whispered on her lips. Rosaline kissed him again, her hands rested on the nape of his neck.

"Love you too," she paused brushed her lips against his again, "We'll have to plan on getting together through letters."

"ROSALINE!" a loud thick Italian voice called waving frantically. Oliver looked over at a relative of Rosaline's. He had a large nose, greasy jet black hair that was spiked, and a scrawny body with wide shoulders. Oliver kissed her again before the relative came bolting toward Rosaline. Oliver let her go, and the cousin hugged her stating, "Buona sera! Bene, come sta?"

"Buono, cugino. English, please. This is Oliver Wood, Luigi," she said hugging her cousin who shook Oliver hand.

"Boy you were just kiss?" Luigi asked pointing over at Oliver who spotted his parents.

"Mum, Da!" he called as the came up to his father gave him a hug, and his mother basically attacked him with a hug and kissed his check. Rosaline smiled, Oliver introduced his parents to Rosaline and her cousin that was picking her up.

"Boy parents?" Luigi asked his eye brow rose. "Si," Rosaline replied. Luigi suddenly looked enlightened and shook Oliver parent's hands. The scene was comedic. Luigi was trying to figure out everything that Mrs. Wood was saying to him and he looked lost.

"Mrs. Wood, my cousin. He can't really understand all English, I think you've lost him," Rosaline said side hugging her cousin who was muttering something to her in Italy that she looked slightly angry about.

"Well we must be going. We really must see you over the break Rosaline, it'll be so nice to get to really know you," Mrs. Wood said hugging Rosaline. The group said good bye. Oliver left with his parents, he walked behind them slowly. Suddenly he turned around and kissed her once more.

"See you soon."

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A/N: Hey, sorry it took so long. I've been wrapped up in other books and things. Well, Harry Potter & The Half Blood Prince came out the 16th. I got it that day. My dear Mother bought it for me. I read it in two days, not even two days at least four hours out of each of the days of the 16th and 17th. I liked it a lot, I didn't love the ending though. But I loved most of the ending. I have no life you see? And here I'm writing you this lovely letter. As for my dedications I'm giving you two questions:

1: Who is the Half Blood Prince?

2: What is the band (that is mentioned in this chapter) called, and what does it stand (or mean) for?

Keep on truckin'! (Make sure you drop me a comment too.)

P.S- I apologize for leading you guys on believing that there is a University outside of Hogwarts. The Harry Potter Lexicon confirmed that there is no school for magic beyond Hogwarts and the other seven year schools. Sorry about that guys, but I guess I'm going to keep it in my story.