We went up the stairs. The Common Room was almost empty so no one paid attention. Angelina and Alicia just giggled, as George and Fred were confused by my presence. As soon as we got the door with "Third Year Boys" he turned the doorknob and I jumped on him.
Not in a sexual manner, just like a little kid jumping on an older brother's back. That's what I loved about him. I was an only child and a forgotten one for that matter. He seemed to give me everything I didn't have: namely a childhood and love. I was just there with him for hours. We played Exploding Snap and Wizard's Chess; he taught me the basics of Quidditch (something ridiculous since my dad's in the Ministry) and made me feel good about myself.
"Ced, why are you here?" he asked with a concerned voice.
'Cuz you invited me…" I said with a quivering voice, I was scared for a minute.
"Not that. I know that. I am not that thick. Why aren't you with your parents?" I loved him for this. Only he cared about me. My mom fulfilled her obligations as a mother, but that's all she was. Oliver made me feel complete.
'Since I got into Hufflepuff they weren't too happy. They were sure I would get into Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. Dad was in Hufflepuff, but expected better things. I am just a big disappointment…" I choked on my words. I couldn't even finish.
"No you are not. You are a brilliant guy that will bring much glory to Hufflepuff. And you have me for your boyfriend. Yes, Oliver Wood, the Hunky Gryffindor Quidditch Captain." He said in that cocky tone I loved.
His team thinks that he's obsessed, but he is. He tries to show off for me. For every game he wins I do what he wants. And I know what you are thinking. No, none of that. We take a walk around the grounds, swim in the lake, or explore the Forbidden Forest. Or even play quidditch.