A/N: You know how long I've had this chapter done. Like three weeks. I actually tried to upload it right after I finished it but died and I got frustrated and quit. So here you go. Sorry about the lateness.
Disclaimer: The normal. I'm too lazy to type it out...
When Ron and Harry were back in their dorm and dressed for bed Harry remembered what Dumbledore told him earlier that day.
"Ron, Dumbledore told me about your place getting broke into. What happened?" Harry knew Ron well enough that he would want to tell Harry the whole story.
"Oh, right. I forgot you weren't on the train so I couldn't tell you. Right. We got back from Diagon Alley and I first noticed something was wrong when I saw pig flying outside, because I know I left him in the house. So we went inside and everything was messed up like someone was searching for something. Hermoine reckons it was something to do with the order. Anyways I went up to my room to see if anything was missing, nothing was but I swear someone was still there." Harry figured that this was an exaggeration. Ron did that a lot. "We left the house immediately and went back to the leaky cauldron. Dad stuck around and waited from some ministry people to check it out. I knew exciting stuff was bound to happen this year. This is our last year, crazy huh?"
"Very crazy. We should get some sleep, potions first thing tomorrow." Harry said as Seamus, Dean, and Neville entered the dormitory.
"Night guys", Ron said and pulled his drapes closed.
"Night Ron, Night guys." Harry said following Ron and closing his drapes too. He rolled over trying to sleep but all he could think of was Wood. He slowly drifted off to sleep and dreamed of playing Quidditch with Ron and Oliver fighting over would be keeper. Harry was dreaming that his broom was shaking, when he woke he realized it was him shaking and there was someone waking him up. When he looked up he recognized Wood.
"Wood, what are you doing?" Harry asked still trying to figure out what was happening.
"Can I talk to you?" Oliver said looking concerned.
"Sure, we should go to the common room, I'll meet you there after I get dressed." Oliver nodded and walked out the door. Harry looked at his watch it was just after 6 in the morning. He got up, dressed and walked down to the common room.
"What is this all about Wood?" Harry asked groggily.
"Well, I don't know who else to talk to. You're the only one still here that I was a friend with, and I don't feel comfortable talking to the other teachers. So I was wondering if you mind if I talk to you?" Oliver said quickly and obviously uncomfortably.
"Um, sure Wood." Harry sat across from Wood and waited for him to speak. Wood began to talk asking Harry if he thought Wood was cut out to be a teacher, and told Harry that he had become afraid that his teammate, Shane, that went to help Voldermort would come after him Shane and him had been friends until Shane started talking badly about someone Wood cared about. Wood punched him and refused to talk to him. Shane decided to join Voldermort to get back at Wood, because he knew how much Wood hated Voldermort and his supporters. As Wood was talking all Harry did was stare at Oliver's beautiful face and nod or shake his head to Oliver's Questions. When Oliver was done talking he sighed and slouched in his chair. Harry realized he had been holding his breath this whole time, and let out a sigh too.
"So Harry, do you think I'll be a bad teacher? Hey, are you cold. Your hands are trembling?" Oliver said after a couple of minutes of silence.
"Um… No I'm fine. You'll be a fine teacher, Oliver." Harry stopped his hands from shaking and adverted his eyes from Oliver by starring at the floor.
"Okay, well we better get ready for class. I can't believe I'm a teacher at Hogwarts." Oliver stood and started walking to the door.
"Oliver wait… If you need to talk again, I'll listen." Harry said still looking at the floor.
"Thanks Harry, see you at breakfast." Oliver turned and left. It was seven and classes started soon, Harry returned to the dormitory to finish getting ready.
A/N: What did you think. Let me know. Later.