By Emelinee

"Bring your own beverage"

Oliver Wood has changed. He is no longer the sweet innocent Scottie that we all grew to love. Here, Oliver has faced more than one hardships. Watch him as he struggles loosing battles with his mother, his best mate and the love of his life. Will anyone be able to help him? Warning for use of drugs, mild swearing and adult content. No sexual activity... yet. Oh-ho!

Disclaimer: The idea of the main characters parents were a creation of Hovizi of Oliver Wood, Katie Bell and all other Harry Potter characters and plots belong to J.K. Rowling and unfortunately… not me.

A/N: First off, you can just skip down to the paragraph thats underlined. That's the important PP. Unless you're just bored. Then keep reading! Oh, hey, ya. Right now, I haven't written anything. But when you read this, I will have written a whole story. So… erm, ya. And write now I have absolutely NO IDEA what to write. I had like a little plot thingy for the other chappies but I just need something to happen so I'll think of something. Hmm… conflict, conflict, conflict. Nope! Well, ya. I dunno. Erm.

La-di-da-di… hmmm… nothing to write. Stupid… taking my time… hmm, I'll shut up now and improv it! Haha! Victory! Whatever…

Oh, ya, and I am a klutz. Thought I'd through that in even if I do think that Katie's the real klutz. Hmm… yes. But no time for speculation! READ! AHAH!

Wait, just kidding. Yes, this is also a very EXTREMELY random chapter and I kind of just went with the flow of things.

Alright, SUMMARY: Well, Oliver doesn't really do anything this day but goes over the strange events of the week. Sure, his brain is still functioning randomly and you get a little taste of what we'll hope is Katie/Oliver? We don't know for sure, but you do have that reasurance there. Oliver and Roger have a confrontation and all three of them (Oliver, Katie and Roger) are being extremely stubborn about the whole issue. Oliver brain works all throughout Potions and other ridiculous classes to figure the whole situation. And also, a little news about his mum ties in here.

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Ouch! My foot ran into the desk.

Damn desk, always getting in my way.

I was having a terrific day, except when that damn desk happened to get in my way, and I was exceptionally pleased that I—

OUCH! Dammit! I just rammed my foot into the wall.

Damn desk…

Damn wall…

Wow, I'm a klutz.

Well, it had been a week since the whole incident concerning a certain Divination vision that the twins took a little too far. I suppose you can say that I forgave them but I still managed to give them hell for it during practice. Those were good times.

I went to classes as usual and hung out with my regular gang. I tried to stay as far away from Davies and his little pumpkin-head as I possibly could, which was considerably hard taking into account that I had about half my classes with the little twit. Katie was pretty easy to ignore except when it came to Quidditch.

I guess I was a little flustered. I was still trying to settle down because this week hadn't really started out for my benefit. All my plans and scheduling had been a failure and my life had gone to ruin. Of course, it had been rebuilt but that wasn't the point. I was wondering what had possessed all my friends to do that to me and Katie's relationship made everything just more confusing and uncomfortable. Lately, I haven't been able to talk to Katie unless it was Quidditch related and don't even get me started on Davies. We actually got in a brawl two days ago. Or a disagreement really.

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"Hey, Wood, how's it going?" came a voice that I knew all too well from behind me. I didn't really feel like turning around but I didn't want to come off as disrespectful now did I.

"Davies," I said joyfully, "glad to be seeing you around."

I smiled cheekily and wondered what the hell he wanted.

"What the hell do you want?" I wondered aloud.

He smirked. I hope he wasn't here to just push my buttons. "Oh, I was just wondering if you've seen Katie around," he said suavely. "I'm looking for her. She promised a night out tonight."

I sneered at him. What does he think he's doing, gloating? "Sorry, pal, haven't seen Katie all night. Weird, I figured that she'd be off with you, doing—"

"Doing what, Wood?" asked Davies with mock astonishment. "You know that I would never do anything like that with Katie. I care for the girl, you jackass. I would never hurt her."

"I never implied hurting her," I said, ruffled. "I just figured that you'd be trying to get in my best friend's pants once you snuck past us."

"Us?" he repeated blatantly. "Who the hell do you think you are? Katie's brother?"

I tensed immediately. Sure, I did consider Katie and I like siblings and I know that she did too, especially considering that we both had none for our own. I was an only child and Katie' older brother Curtis had been murdered by Voldemort when she was still not born. It had been his third birthday and Katie was still in the womb with only months to go. Deatheaters had attacked the party and Katie never got to meet her older brother.

That just set me off.

I was ready to pound him into a pulp, not only for insulting me and Katie, but for treating Katie unworthy of my friendship and especially not knowing every little thing about her like a boyfriend should.

And don't get me wrong. I would have beaten him into a pulp had Katie not stopped me.

I threw a quick punch to the jaw and he stumbled backward. We both got a good few punches at each other, aiming for the face and gut, before Katie came around the corner, screeching at us to stop. I wouldn't. I suppose that I should've been the gentleman and on Katie's side, especially since she wasn't on mine before then and definitely won't be any longer. I ended up with a cut lip and a few bruises whereas I had broken Davies' precious little nose.

I had been very pleased that day to see blood gushing from his nose. Katie, however, did not as she pulled her boyfriend away from me and took him off, most likely to the hospital wing.

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Sure, I was a little pissed then and went out flying after that, but I got over it. I, in turn, decided to be angry with Katie myself since she didn't seem like she wanted to be friends with me that week.

Fine. Her loss.

Potions went by a little too slow for my liking. It was a lecture day so we didn't pull out any of the equipment and Advanced Potions was wearing on me fast. I was disappointed that I hadn't decided to go out with a seventh year that I might actually have a few classes with her. However, her age won't stop me from going out with her.

That's right, Alix Eddins and I were officially a couple. We held hands in the hallways as I walked her to each of her classes and we switched off sitting with each other at meal times. I was responsible for meeting her at her common room and taking her places, and even though it was such a hassle, I didn't really mind. To me, she was the most beautiful that I had ever met. She had a spunky sort of style. On weekends, she was most comfortable in jeans and t-shirts and wore her share of sexy tank tops, might I add. She loved jackets and sweatshirts and was all about comfort, which was my kind of gal. Of course, she did like glamour too. She wore jewelry and wore makeup, but was never too extreme about any of it. She had a cat named Floofer (I nicknamed her Nougat as in Floofer Nougat), which I think is the most adorable name ever, and she wanted to marry Dennis Adzville of Puddlemere United before I came along. Adzville was their star Chaser, but she said that she preferred the Keeper type.

We clicked right off the bat and I was proud to say that I was happy. I had never really had a steady girlfriend, just a few flings, and I had finally found one that understood me. Now all I had to do was get her to like apples and I was all set.

Okay, so I admit it. I wasn't desperately in love with Alix. I did like her, a lot, but I thought that we got along more as friends did than being together did. However, I wasn't going to break up with her over a petty argument like that. I mean, the girl was sweet and I didn't want to hurt her.

Well, maybe I was going after this girl to make Katie jealous.

I stopped dead.

Do I seriously like Katie that much? Wait, who said I like her like that? Do I?

Goodness, I'm confused.

Do I desperately want to break Katie and Roger up so that I can be with her, my best friend of four years? I suppose that neither Roger nor I belong with her. We will be gone next year, leaving with three years for Katie to cheat on us and shag any boy that she wanted. I think that the only thing that kept me from killing Roger in his sleep would be the fact that they haven't slept together and that they will most likely break up at the end of the year.

Well, at least I think they'll break up.

As a matter of fact, I hope they will.

And to top it off, I pray that they haven't slept together!

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I'll kill that bastard.

Wow. I'm definitely bi-polar.

Sure, the thought of Katie being my first still resided in the back of my head, but for all I know, they could be skipping Charms or Herbology right about now and getting dirty in the closet.

All right, wonderful mental image there.

And yes, I am a virgin… and proud!

I hope Alix doesn't know that.

Anyway, carrying onward. I settled to the fact that I should stay and remain happy with Alix and live life to the fullest for now. I had a Quidditch Cup to win, N.E.W.T.s to ace, and a Puddlemere United contract to sign. This is a pretty big year.

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Ow, damn couch.

As I made my way through common room, I couldn't help but realize that not a lot of people were there. In fact, they were probably outside, enjoying the beautiful sunset and soft breeze. Of course, I wish that I was out there now, but I had been all day and was getting kind of sick of it. Sure, being there with Alix was down-right refreshing but being out there alone is definitely more boring than it looks.

I decided to take a trip down to Professor Dumbledore's office to check up on the progress of my mother. I was worried about her and wondered that maybe I could visit her some day. And also, where the hell was Nany? She was seriously pissing me off. I tried to let it not get to me, but it was difficult.

There was also the idea that I could visit Dreyus, who was currently resting his arse in jail. Chills still went up my spine at the thought of my best friend committing to something like that.

The whole deal of my house was still under consideration because I was wondering if it was still mine. So pretty much, everything was up in the air and my whole life was hell.

"Uh, pixie sticks?" I command uneasily to the stone gargoyle.

Nothing.

"Oh, lemon drop!"

It still looks like stone to me.

"Shit, mars bars?"

Okay, I was a little worried.

"Okay, fine, chocolate frogs."

Wasn't that the previous password?

"Cauldron cakes. Acid pops… CANARY CREAMS!"

Oh.

I hurried took two steps at a time, which was extremely difficult considering the staircase was moving, and reached the door in no-time. Knocking three times, I heard the familiar voice beckoning me in.

"Good evening, Professor," I addressed politely, taking a seat in the large armchair that had appeared for me. Thankfully, the Professor was alone tonight so I could speak with him in privacy.

"What may I do you for, Mr. Wood?" asked the old man kindly.

I made myself comfortable. "Well, I was wondering if you had heard any news on my mother, or Nany of course."

He gave me a weary smile. "No, I have only received the same old news, I'm afraid. There is still no sign of Nany, although we think there is a trace of her somewhere out of the country in possibly Cuba, Argentina or even Bermuda. We just know of some of the similarities between the three and, well, it's still early in the investigation."

I nodded grateful and anxious.

"Is my mother making any progress?" I said hurriedly. The old man shook his head again. "I'm afraid she's gotten worse." My heart seized for a moment. "I believe that she was put in a medically induced coma because she had been awake all night and position that she was in was wearing on her body."

I almost went into complete shock. "But, she's slept like that for twelve years!" I said astonished.

"She must have been aware of her surroundings because she does realize that she is somwhere else where neither you nor Nany are present and she was having minor panic attacks within her vegetated state."

"That's—"

"Impossible, I know."

All I could do was stare at the man. "W-Well, can I, er, visit her, sir?" I asked quietly, not sure how to the handle the idea of my mother in a coma. Nor the money that it was cost me.

He looked a little unsure and I could've sworn that the twinkling in his eyes stopped. "Not tonight, Oliver," he said quietly.

"Sir, how am I going to pay for her being there? You know that I can't afford her being in a hospital," I argued. "That's why she's been living with us for twelve years. I cannot afford any of this and I would rather her be with me. Sir, I can drop out."

I was met with a sad silence but I was dead serious about my decision. I would do anything for my mother, and keeping her alive was one of them. I knew that she would be given the best care at the hospital, but I would also give her could care that is less expensive, so that I'd have enough money to take care of her. I would get a better flat and all… this was becoming too much of a hassle.

"In fact, I'm dropping out, sir," I said, our eyes with a matched intensity.

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A/N: Oh my goodness! This chapter actually went somewhere! WOW! Be amazed! Eh... this one was okay. Not too proud and it was a little boring, but it's a chapter, right? Well, whatever. A little on the long side but I figure that this how they will be more often. So, deal with it! Ya, shoot what's going to happen? Uh oh... conflict! So, hmm. Is Oliver really going to drop out? How will he afford everything? And what is really going on with his mother, hmm? Oh, yes, hope you enjoyed it all. 'Cause it was all amazing. Hah! I'm hyper. Crap. Well, all that's left is to… REVIEW! Aha! Beautiful. Muah! And I will love you forever and your name will go below this paragraph. Thanks so much!

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