A/N: Reason for the updates coming in so fast is because I've been sick the past three days and have had nothing better to do than watch Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter and read/write fanfics. I'm going to be gone for a week from the 7th-11th. 3 Anna

Chapter Thirteen

The next day, Oliver woke up in the Common Room, snuggled up beside Christina. Some of the students had already left to spend the Holidays with their family. December 4th. It was their one-month anniversary. One month and no one had found out about them yet. No one, that is, except for their closest friends and Dumbledore. Oliver felt Christina's breathing change. He smiled and kissed the top of her head.

"Morning," he said. Christina looked up.

"How'd you know I was up?" she asked.

"Your breathing became shorter. All in the face of logic, really."

"You know-it-all freak."

"I'm a teacher. I'm supposed to be a know-it-all freak." Christina smiled and sat up.

"You make a comfy pillow."

"So I've been told."

"MORNING, FAMILY!" Jacob said happily and burst out of his Prefect room. "Trust you've all slept well."

"Why are you so happy?" Christina asked and stood up.

"I really don't know why."

"You're a loser," Oliver said and stood up as well.

"Oh, don't start this again," Christina laughed. Just then, Marcus came running into the Common Room and shut the portrait closed.

"She doesn't give up!" he panted and wiped sweat from his forehead.

"Padma Patil?" Oliver asked with a knowing smirk. Marcus nodded his head. "Well, now you know how I felt when I was a student here, and it's really not nice to make fun of people, now is it, Marcus?"

"No... no, it's not. Well, it was back then, but now... blah." Ginny then came out of Jacob's room.

"...Mind explaining that?" Oliver asked with his arms crossed and a raised eyebrow. Ginny stopped dead in her tracks and Jacob threw up his hands in front of Oliver's face.

"Nothing happened! Nothing happened!"

"Ginny, tell me why Jake's so happy this morning."

"We just fell asleep together. For God's sake, Ol, we're fifteen!"

"When Charlie was fifteen, he lost hi- never mind."

"Charlie lost what when he was fifteen?" Ginny asked excitedly.

"Charlie lost nothing when he was fifteen! Don't speak of this ever again or I tell Ron that you fell asleep in Jake's room."

"You wouldn't," Ginny whispered.

"Oh, I would," Oliver said with a smirk. Everyone laughed and went down to breakfast. Minutes later, Ron and Hermione joined them, and Harry came last.

"What's your plans for the holidays, Wood?" Marcus asked as he swallowed his oatmeal.

"Don't know yet. I may go back home to Scotland. I hear that Megan and Katy have boyfriends, so I need to give them the big-brother talk since Tristan is off in Australia."

"Megan is the-"

"Finish that sentence, Harry, and I'll make sure you and Luna never have children together." Harry kept his mouth shut and focused on his food.

"Which one is Katy again?" Marcus asked. "You have so many sisters I can't keep count."

"I have three sisters and a brother. Katy is the fourteen-year-old that goes to Beuxbatons. All the girls go there, except Meg. She's eighteen, and Tristan is twenty-two."

"What's the name of that last sister you have?" Marcus asked.

"Sasha?"

"Sure, why not. How old is she?"

"Sixteen."

"Right..."

"Don't try anything."

"I wouldn't."

"Yes, you would."

"Oh, shut up."

"...Parents couldn't keep off each other for two years, huh?"

"Shut up, Pothead."

"Last minute trip to Hogsmeade!" Professor McGonagall called. Christina, Ginny, Hermione and Luna climbed into one carriage while Ron, Jacob, Harry, Oliver and Marcus went into another.

"We'll meet you guys outside of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes," Oliver said before he closed the door on Christina's carriage. "FLINT, YOU FAT BASTARD!" Oliver chased after the carriage and was helped into it with the help of Harry and Jacob. Marcus sat there with his wand, cackling manically. "You still have some Slytherin in you, don't you."

"Ah, yeah, I do," Marcus said in between laughs.

"You sent a stunning spell at the bloody Thestrals, you idiot!" Ron exploded. Marcus couldn't help but burst out into another fit of laughter. Ron looked as red as a cherry tomato.

"Alright, Flint, no more of your sex stories, we're all virgins in here... I think," Oliver said with his hands over his ears. "We're here, anyway."

"Ah, fine." Everyone had their hands over their ears in vain attempt to block out Marcus' voice. All of them jumped out of the carriage and started walking around Hogsmeade.

"Where d'you guys wanna go first?" Ron asked as he looked around, the red in his face subsiding.

"Honeydukes," Oliver and Jacob said in unison.

"Nah, Three Broomsticks," Harry said.

"No, I'm going there with Christina later."

"Yeah, and me with Ginny later."

"You guys are whipped," Marcus laughed.

"Yes, I am, and I'm not afraid to admit it," Jacob said proudly. Everyone rolled their eyes and Oliver spotted the girls going to Madame Malkin's robes.

"Holy shit, why do girls always get clothes?"

"No clue, mate," Ron said.

"No idea," Jacob said.

"Beats me," Harry said. Everyone looked at Marcus.

"Um... don't know." All the boys shrugged and walked into Honeydukes.

"Guys, I haven't gotten Oliver a present for our one month yet," Christina said inside Malkin's robes.

"Get him something about Quidditch," Ginny said as she looked at some dresses.

"No, I want to get him something better than that..."

"Honey, Oliver is Quidditch. That's how you define him."

"She's right, you know," Hermione said.

"Well - after this, let's go into Quality Quidditch - or whatever that store is called..."

"Okay, sure. I still have to get Harry's gift," Luna said dreamily.

"What'd you get Chris for your anniversary, Wood?" Harry asked as they stepped out of Honeydukes.

"Mm. I got a necklace shaped into a heart. It's broken in half, one with her initials and one with mine," Oliver replied while swallowing some chocolate.

"I got Luna a new necklace of butterbeer corks," Harry said with a smile.

"Lovegood's easy to shop for," Marcus said, then he frowned. "Wood, whatever you do, do NOT move.

"Aww, is Mark-ee's girlfriend looking for him?" Oliver teased.

"She's not my girlfriend. She's one of those Mark-ee stalkers. That's a very bad nickname, by the way."

"Yeah, I was never good at making up nicknames," Oliver said with his arms crossed. "Marcus go hide behind the table over there."

"Hi Professor Wood! Have you seen Professor Flint anywhere?" Padma Patil asked cheerfully.

"No, sorry, Padma." Padma scowled and stalked off in search of Marcus. Once she was gone, Marcus stood up and brushed himself off.

"Right, then. Let's go to Triple W," Ron said with a laugh.

"Okay, Chris, you have your gift. Let's go shop for Harry now..."

"Luna, you're staying here for Christmas and so is Harry. You can go shop for Harry anytime you want. It's time to meet them at the Three W's now," Ginny said, dragging Luna with her down the streets of Hogsmeade.

"I got Ron a new chess set," Hermione said.

"I got Jake candy. He'll be happy witht hat," Ginny said. The girls laughed as they made their way down to the Twins' joke shop, where they met the boys at the entrance.

"Velcome to Veasley's Vizarding Vheezes!" Fred exclaimed.

"Ugh, don't do that accent. Reminds me of Krum," Hermione groaned.

"Okay, Herm-o-ninny," George said with a wink. Hermione hexed him.

"Let's go," Oliver said to Christina.

"Bye, guys!" Christina caleld to her friends.

"Have fun snogging!" Jacob said. Oliver and Christina rolled their eyes and went off to the Three Broomsticks.

"Here ya go," Oliver said and handed Christina her gift. Christina also gave Oliver her gift to him. "Dear GOD! It's perfect!" he exclaimed. Christina laughed. She had given Oliver a miniature broomstick that flew around his head and a new journal. "So... you've read my journal, huh?"

"Just a few pages," Christina said with a smile.

"Open mine now."

"Oh, my God, Oliver..." she breathed. Oliver smiled and put it around her neck.

"I have one, too," Oliver said and took out the half-heart on the chain. Christina smiled and kissed Oliver on the lips. He cupped her face and pulled her closer to him, if it was possible. He gently stroked her cheek and licked the bottom of Christina's lip, then pulled away. That was the farthest they've ever gone before. It was always just a simple three-second kiss. They didn't want to take it too fast.

"I love you," Oliver finally said. "You don't have to say it back." Christina smiled and kissed Oliver again.

"I love you too, Oliver." He smiled and kissed her cheek, then they went back to the joke shop together.