Oliver POV (It's a change I know. But you have to hear his POV!)
As I left, I did McGonagall become furious. I have never seen her so red! The Weasley Twins were in for it. The girls were also ready to slap them. Ryan and Marcus turned around from the other table. Before anything else I was out the door chasing after Cedric.
Why couldn't everyone be happy for me or at least mind their own business. He may be younger and a Hufflepuff, but he makes me feel so happy and complete. I know it sounds cliché but its true. I feel more complete with him than when I am playing quidditch!
Where is he? Hopefully not in the Hufflepuff dorms because only Sprout will have the password at this time of year, and she's away for the weekend. Who knows what could happen to him?
I found him in the Astronomy tower. Enough pleading with the portraits told me where he was. I was in such a panicked state.
And I was in such a rush that I lost my balance as I reached the top of the stairs. The last bit I remember is tumbling down multiple flights of stairs. And in the middle of the night.
End Oliver's POV
'I swore I just heard Oliver' I thought. I opened the door and found a box bearing his name on it. A small velvet box…
'Oh god Oliver...'
I ran down the stairs and found Oliver in a bloody mess. My Oliver was unconscious and all because I couldn't take it anymore. I awoke a portrait, and soon word would get to the Hospital Wing.
I attempted to stop the bleeding. 'If I was hated by Gryffindor before, I'll be hated ten times worse now' I thought before muttered a few spells. It's my fault. I should have never told him I loved him, if I didn't this wouldn't have happened…