They all left the house, together in our big ass car, because Josh wasn't
old enough to apparate and the pitch obviously wouldn't have a fire place.
Something had been wrong with Oliver, He'd been gone for like 3 hours, and he actually expected me to believe he'd just been wandering around all that time. Not likely. My thoughts of Oliver were pushed aside however when Ryan wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly led me into my bedroom. The whole time kissing my neck. It was a good thing he was holding me the way he was or my knees may have given out from underneath me.
Everyone at school thought that Ryan was an asshole, and I was pretty sure I understood why. I hadn't liked him very much when we first met on the train my first year. It was his first year as well and Oliver had been strictly warned by his parents that he was to be nice to Ryan, they were family after all.
Thank god he was sorted into a different house. He was arrogant and pompous and just an all around prick until you go to know him. I got to know him last summer when I had spent about 4 weeks at the Wood's home. He and Josh had also come to stay there for a few weeks. Oliver had spent his time teaching Josh new tricks, and Ryan had been irritating me for days. When I walked down the stairs one morning and saw him passed out on the couch, he had given up his bed to his little brother who had taken a nasty fall. But he didn't want anyone else in the house to know about it.
'What are you doing down here?' I asked
'If you must know I couldn't sleep in there anymore Josh snores' he replied trying to pull the pillow over head as if then I'd go away
'Wasn't Josh the one sleeping on the couch' I asked now very confused by the whole situation
'We were switching nights'
'Your being nice to your little brother aren't you.' I said very amused at his reaction
'No I told you we are switching nights' he was now getting pissed
'Don't worry Ryan your secrets safe with me, you're not as much of an asshole as you'd like people to believe.' I said walking into the kitchen
'Do the people at school know that you and Oliver share a bed over the summer. Or better yet does dear Cedric know?' he asked I stopped from my place in the doorway.
'You had to do it right; you just can't be nice to anyone for more than 30 seconds. Or maybe its just me, because I'm not one of your conquests.' he had gotten up from the couch and was standing in front of me with only his boxers on. 'But no that can't be it because you treat them worse then you treat me.'
He then walked across the room at me so forcefully that I thought he was going to hit me. It wasn't until his lips were on mine that I realized I wasn't going to be punched.
I pushed him away. 'What are you doing? You don't even like me.'
'No far from it actually, I like you a lot, I have since the first day I saw you, but can't make a move on my cousins girl. But Oliver isn't ever going to make a move so why not me' he replied
I looked him directly in his amazing green eyes and realized that he was actually being serious; he then stepped forward and kissed me again
We spent the next few weeks making out whenever we could. It was fun, and it was different. Being with Cedric was always very serious, everything had to be taken slow, hell we didn't even kiss until we'd been dating for at least 3 months, and sex had taken almost a year. But with Ryan he started the relationship with a kiss, sex on the other hand, that was yet to happen.
Because you see boys and girls, I may not be a virgin, but surprisingly Ryan was, although he swore to me if I ever told anyone he would kill me. See he's trying to make a moral stand without anyone noticing.
When it came to that time when we would be talking about previous relationships, he point blank said that his first girlfriend had told all her friends he was good in bed, so he just went along with it. And nobody would believe him if he went back on it now.
And when he heard my answer his response was and I kid you not 'so Diggory actually nailed you huh?' oh the classy Ryan we all know and love
So now a year later here we were, me being led to my bedroom by this gorgeous boy who I wanted so badly but refused to give in. That's not say he was a monk, he'd had his fair share of blowjobs by all those lovely sluts wandering the halls of Hogwarts.
He led me over to the bed and laid himself on top of me, and we fooled around for a while. He really was a gorgeous boy, dark brown hair, and these amazing emerald eyes, that were almost crystallized. He was built, muscular all over, down to his forearms where the veins popped out when he clenched his fists, which I found so sexy.
He had rolled off of me and was laying on his side staring at me, he reached over and pushed me hair back out of my face, and with his powerful arms he pulled me in very close to him. I lay there snuggled up close to him. It was times like these I appreciated the fact that we could lay there and be so innocent.
"Ya know you'd pull a lot more girls if you showed this side of you to more people"
"Is that what you want for me to pull more girls, because I really don't have any problem with that now" he said kissing the top of my head
"Well I'm just saying, you're a very nice person and more people should know that."
"Amy if anyone knew that we were an item, your reputation would be shot. Besides it's kind of cool that its only us that knows."
"Oliver knows," I pointed out
"Because you told him." he spat back at me
"I tell Oliver everything, you need to get over it," I said sticking my tongue out at him
"Better put that away or I'll put it to use."
"Ya promises." I said sitting up in bed
"Speaking of Oliver, do you know what he was doing on his walk? Or who I should say?" Ryan looked pleased with himself; I hated this animosity him and Oliver had towards each other
"No and I don't care he'll tell me himself. When he wants to."
"He said something about the muggle girl next door."
Now I was enraged after I had probably cost myself a friendship he had gone ahead and fucked her anyway. Oh he was so dead when he got back.
"Why would you tell me that?" I ask. I was pissed and willing to take it out on anyone around me. "I don't want to know about his sex life. Anymore then he wants to know about mine. So why would you tell me that?"
Ryan sat up speechless, his plan has definatly backfired.
"Does my friendship with Oliver bother you? He's my best friend Ryan, you can be replaced, and He can't be." I say very firmly as I get up off the bed and make my way over the window seat. "I don't have a problem with you and Oliver. I just want you to see him for what he really is." He got up and came over by me "You make him out to be some kind of saint Amy, and he's not. He's just like every other horny teenager."
"Well maybe I don't see him like that." I say becoming very interested in the pattern of the cushion of the window seat
"Or maybe you don't want to." He said moving back to the end of the bed. "You put him on a pedestal and no other guy can live up to him. And quite frankly Amy I'm sick of living in his shadow I've been doing it all of my life, and I was hoping I wouldn't have to do it with you."
I got up off the seat and made my way over to him.
"Ryan, I'm sorry, I had no idea you felt this way."
"What way, that I've never been good enough for anyone. My father wanted me to go pro did you know that. He forced me to join the house team. My father played with yours, and my uncle, and he was always playing catch up with them." he stopped and ran his hand through his hair
"I guess he only felt it right that I should play catch up with his nephew. Oliver has it all, the looks, the brains, the talent, and you."
"He doesn't have me?" I say more questioning then actually believing it, because to some extent I knew he was right. If I had to make the choice between Ryan and Oliver, Well it's safe to say that Ryan would loose.
"Yea Amy he does, he knows it, you know it, hell the whole school knows it. That's the reason I never told anyone we were dating. Not because it would ruin your rep. But because no one would believe me anyway." He started to button up his shirt
I grabbed his arm and tried to stop him from leaving the room. But it was too late; he had already made up his mind. I heard him enter the kitchen and pull out the chair.
He thinks if he just ignores me in my own house I'll go away.
"Ryan," I say cautiously as I enter behind him
"Leave me alone," he says very flatly
"No, I don't have to this is my house and I will do what ever I please in it." I pulled the chair out in front of him.
"I'm not arguing with you anymore Am. I'm done." "Fine." I go to get up.
"Just remember the higher the pedestal, the harder they fall." He says studying the grain on the table
"What?"
"You've built him up so high, that not even he can live up to it anymore, I just hope I'm around to see his world crash in around him."
With that I turned my back on him, and went outside into the garden. I could hear someone on the other side of the fence.
"Kelly?" I called loud enough for her to hear inside the house
"Yea." came the reply from about 3 feet away.
"We need to talk, can I come over for a few minutes." I ask peering through the slats
"The front door is open, come out back."
I walked around the front of the house, stepping over the hedge and jumping over the mud. I walked up to the door, and knocked just to be polite, when no one came, I opened the door and made my way through the house.
I'd lived next door to Kelly for almost 12 years, we practically lived at each other's houses when I was home, and she attended a private school, not to far away from the house. We got along very well, and it was safe to say that this was probably the first fight we had ever had. Well at least about anything important.
I pushed open the sliding glass door, and there lay my friend on a towel spread out in the sun.
"How long have you been out here?" I ask avoiding the real reason why I am here, like the giant white elephant in the corner of the room.
"Bout an hour or so." she said sitting up "Long enough to hear yours and lover boys argument." she says removing her sunglasses and eyeing me carefully "Are you alright?"
"Yea I'm fine, look I just came to apologize for this morning. It was uncalled for, and if you want Oliver then go for him." I say getting up to leave.
"Thanks, but I've already had him." she says laying back down "And I should have listened to you, He wasn't that great the first time. And he didn't improve much before the second."
I laughed and turned to leave. "I'm leaving for school tomorrow, so I probably won't see you for awhile."
"Yea, call me, or write me, we will see each other over the holidays."
"So he really isn't good huh?" I ask, this was a first most of the girls at school rave about his abilities.
"Nope, not at all. Lets just say he was more interested in helping himself, then in helping his partner."
"Ah, I see. Bye Kelly." I walked through the sliding doors, saying good-bye to her parents that had just arrived home, and made my way back to my house.
Ryan wasn't there when I got back.
Something had been wrong with Oliver, He'd been gone for like 3 hours, and he actually expected me to believe he'd just been wandering around all that time. Not likely. My thoughts of Oliver were pushed aside however when Ryan wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly led me into my bedroom. The whole time kissing my neck. It was a good thing he was holding me the way he was or my knees may have given out from underneath me.
Everyone at school thought that Ryan was an asshole, and I was pretty sure I understood why. I hadn't liked him very much when we first met on the train my first year. It was his first year as well and Oliver had been strictly warned by his parents that he was to be nice to Ryan, they were family after all.
Thank god he was sorted into a different house. He was arrogant and pompous and just an all around prick until you go to know him. I got to know him last summer when I had spent about 4 weeks at the Wood's home. He and Josh had also come to stay there for a few weeks. Oliver had spent his time teaching Josh new tricks, and Ryan had been irritating me for days. When I walked down the stairs one morning and saw him passed out on the couch, he had given up his bed to his little brother who had taken a nasty fall. But he didn't want anyone else in the house to know about it.
'What are you doing down here?' I asked
'If you must know I couldn't sleep in there anymore Josh snores' he replied trying to pull the pillow over head as if then I'd go away
'Wasn't Josh the one sleeping on the couch' I asked now very confused by the whole situation
'We were switching nights'
'Your being nice to your little brother aren't you.' I said very amused at his reaction
'No I told you we are switching nights' he was now getting pissed
'Don't worry Ryan your secrets safe with me, you're not as much of an asshole as you'd like people to believe.' I said walking into the kitchen
'Do the people at school know that you and Oliver share a bed over the summer. Or better yet does dear Cedric know?' he asked I stopped from my place in the doorway.
'You had to do it right; you just can't be nice to anyone for more than 30 seconds. Or maybe its just me, because I'm not one of your conquests.' he had gotten up from the couch and was standing in front of me with only his boxers on. 'But no that can't be it because you treat them worse then you treat me.'
He then walked across the room at me so forcefully that I thought he was going to hit me. It wasn't until his lips were on mine that I realized I wasn't going to be punched.
I pushed him away. 'What are you doing? You don't even like me.'
'No far from it actually, I like you a lot, I have since the first day I saw you, but can't make a move on my cousins girl. But Oliver isn't ever going to make a move so why not me' he replied
I looked him directly in his amazing green eyes and realized that he was actually being serious; he then stepped forward and kissed me again
We spent the next few weeks making out whenever we could. It was fun, and it was different. Being with Cedric was always very serious, everything had to be taken slow, hell we didn't even kiss until we'd been dating for at least 3 months, and sex had taken almost a year. But with Ryan he started the relationship with a kiss, sex on the other hand, that was yet to happen.
Because you see boys and girls, I may not be a virgin, but surprisingly Ryan was, although he swore to me if I ever told anyone he would kill me. See he's trying to make a moral stand without anyone noticing.
When it came to that time when we would be talking about previous relationships, he point blank said that his first girlfriend had told all her friends he was good in bed, so he just went along with it. And nobody would believe him if he went back on it now.
And when he heard my answer his response was and I kid you not 'so Diggory actually nailed you huh?' oh the classy Ryan we all know and love
So now a year later here we were, me being led to my bedroom by this gorgeous boy who I wanted so badly but refused to give in. That's not say he was a monk, he'd had his fair share of blowjobs by all those lovely sluts wandering the halls of Hogwarts.
He led me over to the bed and laid himself on top of me, and we fooled around for a while. He really was a gorgeous boy, dark brown hair, and these amazing emerald eyes, that were almost crystallized. He was built, muscular all over, down to his forearms where the veins popped out when he clenched his fists, which I found so sexy.
He had rolled off of me and was laying on his side staring at me, he reached over and pushed me hair back out of my face, and with his powerful arms he pulled me in very close to him. I lay there snuggled up close to him. It was times like these I appreciated the fact that we could lay there and be so innocent.
"Ya know you'd pull a lot more girls if you showed this side of you to more people"
"Is that what you want for me to pull more girls, because I really don't have any problem with that now" he said kissing the top of my head
"Well I'm just saying, you're a very nice person and more people should know that."
"Amy if anyone knew that we were an item, your reputation would be shot. Besides it's kind of cool that its only us that knows."
"Oliver knows," I pointed out
"Because you told him." he spat back at me
"I tell Oliver everything, you need to get over it," I said sticking my tongue out at him
"Better put that away or I'll put it to use."
"Ya promises." I said sitting up in bed
"Speaking of Oliver, do you know what he was doing on his walk? Or who I should say?" Ryan looked pleased with himself; I hated this animosity him and Oliver had towards each other
"No and I don't care he'll tell me himself. When he wants to."
"He said something about the muggle girl next door."
Now I was enraged after I had probably cost myself a friendship he had gone ahead and fucked her anyway. Oh he was so dead when he got back.
"Why would you tell me that?" I ask. I was pissed and willing to take it out on anyone around me. "I don't want to know about his sex life. Anymore then he wants to know about mine. So why would you tell me that?"
Ryan sat up speechless, his plan has definatly backfired.
"Does my friendship with Oliver bother you? He's my best friend Ryan, you can be replaced, and He can't be." I say very firmly as I get up off the bed and make my way over the window seat. "I don't have a problem with you and Oliver. I just want you to see him for what he really is." He got up and came over by me "You make him out to be some kind of saint Amy, and he's not. He's just like every other horny teenager."
"Well maybe I don't see him like that." I say becoming very interested in the pattern of the cushion of the window seat
"Or maybe you don't want to." He said moving back to the end of the bed. "You put him on a pedestal and no other guy can live up to him. And quite frankly Amy I'm sick of living in his shadow I've been doing it all of my life, and I was hoping I wouldn't have to do it with you."
I got up off the seat and made my way over to him.
"Ryan, I'm sorry, I had no idea you felt this way."
"What way, that I've never been good enough for anyone. My father wanted me to go pro did you know that. He forced me to join the house team. My father played with yours, and my uncle, and he was always playing catch up with them." he stopped and ran his hand through his hair
"I guess he only felt it right that I should play catch up with his nephew. Oliver has it all, the looks, the brains, the talent, and you."
"He doesn't have me?" I say more questioning then actually believing it, because to some extent I knew he was right. If I had to make the choice between Ryan and Oliver, Well it's safe to say that Ryan would loose.
"Yea Amy he does, he knows it, you know it, hell the whole school knows it. That's the reason I never told anyone we were dating. Not because it would ruin your rep. But because no one would believe me anyway." He started to button up his shirt
I grabbed his arm and tried to stop him from leaving the room. But it was too late; he had already made up his mind. I heard him enter the kitchen and pull out the chair.
He thinks if he just ignores me in my own house I'll go away.
"Ryan," I say cautiously as I enter behind him
"Leave me alone," he says very flatly
"No, I don't have to this is my house and I will do what ever I please in it." I pulled the chair out in front of him.
"I'm not arguing with you anymore Am. I'm done." "Fine." I go to get up.
"Just remember the higher the pedestal, the harder they fall." He says studying the grain on the table
"What?"
"You've built him up so high, that not even he can live up to it anymore, I just hope I'm around to see his world crash in around him."
With that I turned my back on him, and went outside into the garden. I could hear someone on the other side of the fence.
"Kelly?" I called loud enough for her to hear inside the house
"Yea." came the reply from about 3 feet away.
"We need to talk, can I come over for a few minutes." I ask peering through the slats
"The front door is open, come out back."
I walked around the front of the house, stepping over the hedge and jumping over the mud. I walked up to the door, and knocked just to be polite, when no one came, I opened the door and made my way through the house.
I'd lived next door to Kelly for almost 12 years, we practically lived at each other's houses when I was home, and she attended a private school, not to far away from the house. We got along very well, and it was safe to say that this was probably the first fight we had ever had. Well at least about anything important.
I pushed open the sliding glass door, and there lay my friend on a towel spread out in the sun.
"How long have you been out here?" I ask avoiding the real reason why I am here, like the giant white elephant in the corner of the room.
"Bout an hour or so." she said sitting up "Long enough to hear yours and lover boys argument." she says removing her sunglasses and eyeing me carefully "Are you alright?"
"Yea I'm fine, look I just came to apologize for this morning. It was uncalled for, and if you want Oliver then go for him." I say getting up to leave.
"Thanks, but I've already had him." she says laying back down "And I should have listened to you, He wasn't that great the first time. And he didn't improve much before the second."
I laughed and turned to leave. "I'm leaving for school tomorrow, so I probably won't see you for awhile."
"Yea, call me, or write me, we will see each other over the holidays."
"So he really isn't good huh?" I ask, this was a first most of the girls at school rave about his abilities.
"Nope, not at all. Lets just say he was more interested in helping himself, then in helping his partner."
"Ah, I see. Bye Kelly." I walked through the sliding doors, saying good-bye to her parents that had just arrived home, and made my way back to my house.
Ryan wasn't there when I got back.