After a few hours of the best snogging in my life, we went down for lunch. We couldn't miss two meals in one day (and be unseen for almost a full day). The Great Hall was amazing. There was enchanted snow. It was light and fluffy, but not cold, wet, and heavy like normal snow. There were icicles everywhere and two student tables were laid near a smaller staff table.
I sat with Ollie at one end of one table and his quidditch team soon joined us. A few of the first years were on the reserve team also. The older students respected their captain through and through. The younger ones only did so because they did not want to evoke the wrath of the quidditch nut. After a few remarks Ollie came clean to them about us.
"You are probably wondering noticed that I have been distracted lately. I have spread the idea of house unity by coming to terms with Flint and by befriending Cedric here. I am a quidditch nut, but I know how to have a good time. You can ask MY boyfriend." He said confidently before I blushed like crazy. That Scottish accent is so velvety is so hard to resist.
I managed to contribute "Wood's good to me. He thinks of everything. I have never felt complete. And there is almost no mentioning of quidditch."
"Three Cheers for Diggory!" the older students chanted.
"It's a miracle!" Angelina Johnson shouted. The two have known each other for years and she was happy Oliver found someone. And also no more 3 Am practices because Oliver would be too busy sleeping with me.
Fred and George didn't tale it as well. They were still mad that a Hufflepuff stole their captain. The four may have not been on the actual team, but they still held a lot of respect for Oliver.
"Just don't go breaking his heart. We wouldn't want Gryffindor to lost because f the Hufflepuff outcast. We know you won't be loyal, because if you were you would be with your own kind…" one of the twins went off.
I didn't even hear the rest. I got up and stormed out of the Great Hall with Oliver not too far behind.