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Some how I felt that I should post this right away. I feel icky about the last chapter only because I cant write about Hermione and Oliver when Oliver is touring and Hermione is angsting because she misses him... It just hard to write that. Alas we find out who gets into the finals. Well England has an assured spot. Wonder who the other team is? read on:)

Thanks to those who reviewed right away:)

AN(2): Its now 1:34 am and i have already exported and replaced ch 19 pt 2 TWICE...find anything wrong in the timeline do tell me please. I spot them one by one. SORRY!

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Tuesday, August 15 14:00hrs

Hermione had seen Oliver about a week ago since he's been going around the world going against different countries for the preliminaries for the world cup. She looked outside the window as she wondered what he was doing tonight. She shrugged at the idea of him being with another woman. Oliver wouldn't do that would he? She figured they've only really been officially a couple for 4 weeks. Last week he popped at her home with a vase of flowers only seen in Argentina which totally took Hermione by surprise as her aunt and uncle were having dinner at her house that night. Oh she sighed at what had happened then.

-Flash back-

August 10, Thursday night.

Hermione was tossing a salad as Joan always wanted salad before any main course, her uncle was helping when suddenly a loud pop came from the sun room and Hermione peered through the door and found Cal walking towards her with a scowl on her face. Hermione asked her what had happened and she had waved her off and said "Weasley".

After Cal gave Uncle Teddy a short hug Cal had hunted down Joan who was in the pantry and scared the living day lights of her. "CALLISTA!" shrieked Aunt Joan followed by snickering. Joan then said "How is my honorary niece?". Hermione just snickered and continued on tossing the salad when the doorbell rang and Hermione rolled her eyes and shouted "Cal its your boyfriend most likely!".

Cal peered in the kitchen and said "no, I don't want to answer it. If it's him tell him he can go back to his bloody job" as she stalked in the kitchen to help with dinner. Hermione snickered and headed towards the front door passing by her Aunt Joan who still searching in vain for a bottle of black olives she swore she saw earlier. Hermione was arguing with her aunt about the olives when she opened the door and she found herself facing a boquet of bright colored flowers. "Delivery for Hermione Granger?" said the man. Hermione then said she was Hermione and from whom they were from. "From Oliver Wood.". Hermione took the vase and placed it on the entrance table and turned back to give the man a tip when she found Oliver himself standing there smiling. Hermione smirked at him then jumped him for a big hug.

"I missed you too" said Oliver chuckling lightly. Hermione then pulled away and gave him a kiss on the lips forgetting her aunt was only a few yards away from her. Oliver noticed coughing and a flash of light at the background and ended the kiss. He set down Hermione and looked beyond her to see Cal standing on the stairs with a small camera and two elder adults smirking at them. Hermione then turned around to see her uncle and aunt looking very amused at her. "This is Oliver, Oliver that's my Uncle teddy and Aunt Joan, or Dr. Lee to you…or...and course you know Cal". Hermione blushed slightly as she let Oliver in. Teddy had walked nearer to them and extended his hand to Oliver and said "Nice to meet you boy, my niece has been talking about you for a bit now…"

Oliver had stayed for dinner and left earlier to apparate back to his hotel in Argentina as he had a game against them in 2 days. During that time he was bombarded with questions by Uncle Teddy who was trying to find logic of Quidditch. Of course Oliver just explained to him and by the end of the night Teddy had the grasped of it.

Aunt Joan was chuckling at how Teddy talked to Oliver. Teddy was warming up to Oliver and Oliver was just a pleasant young man. She felt that when she saw Hermione's radiant smile during dinner, that she could bet alot of her savings that Hermione will end up to be a Wood, give it a year or so. If that doesnt happen then she'll be damned and she'd eat her own shorts.

Around 10:30 Oliver had excused himself. He had to go back to his Hotel as he promised Coach Millard that he'd be back before 11pm. Hermione reluctantly let him go. She had showed him to the apparation spot and hugged him long, not even minding that her aunt and uncle were just beyond the archway in the dining room. "Be careful okay, when you face Bulgaria that is..." she said. He chuckled and said "Dont worry Krum cant do anything to me". Hermione smiled at him and gave him a short kiss before she let him go and apparate away. Hermione then looked behind her and found her Aunt and Uncle smiling in satisfaction. She smiled at them and headed back to her seat.

When she sat Teddy then said "So Am i invited to the wedding?" after which Joan swatted him with her table napkin. "Dont listen to him, I'd like to have a grand niece by 3 years my dear. Or maybe a grand nephew. you know" . It was the first time in a week that Callista started to laugh. Really laugh in amusement. Hermione looked her friend and mockingly glared at her. "Aunt Joan tell Cal to stop being hard headed and face Percy.." Calista scowled at Hermione. Aunt Joan laughed and said "Oh my honorary neice! do tell, and tell me more about Oliver and Hermione...has he taken her to bed yet?" Cal started snickering. Teddy then said "OH god! he has hasnt he? Look Joan Mia's turning red!" Joan swiveled her head and looked at Hermione who was indeed as red as tomato. "Dear Mia, I want those grand children in 6 months, scratch that 3 years. 6 months please...I want to enjoy some Grandchildren before I am too old to carry them around." Hermione just shook her head in embarassment as her Aunt and Uncle pried her about her relationship with Oliver. Around 11:45 they left for home which left Hermione and Cal in the kitchen washing the dishes. Hermione poked her and asked what was wrong. Cal didnt answer but sighed.

Hermione gave her a hug and asked again. Cal then said that she had read Percy's letter and the whole thing was just upsetting her. Hermione snorted course she knew that. "He's been like that since Hogwarts. Don't worry he'll come into his senses….you know I think he already has, he's been single since the war ended. He just needs to make changes as do you…"

"Mia…gah…fuh….he can go to hell. Resurrect Voldemort and feed him to that faceless asshole…." Callista smirked at the end. Hermione laughed and said "Don't say that! That's just mean. I gave away my arm to beat that bastard…."

"Sorry…I just…grr Weasley gets the anger out of me"

"Ah well he brings out more than just that eh…" said Hermione as she wiggled her eyebrows at her house matel. Cal just snorted and proceeded drying the dishes. Hermione smiled as she looked at her friend who was now at least smiling. Maybe one of these days Cal would finally answer Percy's owls back.

Her thoughts went back to Oliver. She missed him already. Oddly. Hermione's eyes trailed to the foyer where the flowers were and a smile crept into her face when she remember his face when he was standing by the door.

-end of flashback-

"Stop day dreaming, stop daydreaming" she said to herself as she went back to work. But to her dismay her mind went back to when Oliver called her shouting happily that England won at 370-270 against Argentina. England provided they beat Bulgaria by 300+ point was in the finals. Now she worried of Oliver against Krum. She cringe at the thought and went back to her paper work.

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Pleven Bulgaria, Tuesday, August 15: 16:00 hrs

Oliver was on his broom in Bulgaria right now going against the Bulgarian team. Much to his dismay he was going against Krum's team. It was raining and he wasn't having fun on his broom, normal he would though. It has been 3 weeks and this was the last game for the preliminary games. After their game against Bulgaria all the points will be calculated and the highest two goes into the world cup finals. They were even with Bulgaria right now and if Creegan didn't catch the snitch soon this game will last longer than any other games played this season.

The commentator was now exclaiming how Krum was on a war path against the Wood as Wood was going out with one of Krum's old girlfriends. Oh if Oliver could only throw a quaffle right at the commentator.

"Must win...Must win, Must keep the post clear of any quaffles" Oliver said to himself as he saw Krum use the back of his broom to deviate a bludger at Oliver who was saved by one of England's beaters. Krum smirked at Oliver and Oliver gave him the finger and Krum's face turned sour. Oliver then blocked every single attempt by the Bulgarian side and Krum became irritated.

Half an hour later Creegan and Krum were head to head in getting the snitch and much to Krum's dismay, his little stunt with the back of his broom affected the mobility and speed of his broom. Creegan ended up winning and England won 160 points above Bulgaria which placed them on the 2nd highest spot in the total count. They were in the Finals.

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August 15, Northern England: 11:00 hrs

Percy was laying on the grass in the camping zone for the world cup with a thick binder of office work in his hands. He used his work cloak as a make shift pillow as he laid on his back reading the files when someone blocked his light. "I'm human too and I'm on a break… and your blocking my sunlight…" Percy said annoyingly as he assumed it was one of his workers. "Oh…ok…I'll…just...uhmm…never mind Perce" said a female voice as she backed off to walk away. Percy looked up to see Cal walking away.

He stood up so fast that his glasses were askew as he ran after her. "Cal wait…" Callista turned and looked back at Percy who was catching his breath from the short sprint he did she forgot she had stilettos on and tripped into Percy for stilettos and uneven grass covered ground equals tripping. Percy rushed to catch her before she fell and he did so, after he had helped her stand up firmly she started, "I...uhm…I just wanted to talk…but your busy…so I'm just going to.." Percy cut her off and said "Cal…I'm sorry" as took her hand.

"No it was me who was wrong... I'd also put my job over anything else in my life I shouldn't be getting mad at you for doing well in your job.…" she said shaking her head.

"Cal...shut up will you.."

"I…"

"Cal…I realized that we are almost the same person when it comes to our working habits and I didn't want to, in ways, neglect you…this past 2 weeks was a bit stressful and I usually just have work….and that's changing because now I have you too…and you are worth my time, I owled Jerome a few days ago and he basically told me how you felt. I didn't even notice that…"

"….I'm…I'm sorry anyways I should've just let you explain and not run out on you. I guess we still have to get used to having something else besides work …I guess"

"I'm sorry…" said Percy as he pulled her for hug. Percy hadn't seen her since last week Saturday and he figured then it wouldn't matter she had only been his girlfriend for just over a month but realized he somehow needed her now. She had become a part of him that the week they had a row he felt slightly incomplete. "Me too" she said as she hugged him back slightly sniffing. Percy pulled away and with his left hand cupped her face and pushed it up to see her expression right now. He smiled when he saw her trying to hold back the tears. "Why are you crying?" asked Percy. Cal then laughed and said "I just realized that you're a part of my life now and…its just odd I guess. I feel very selfish all of the sudden" Percy chuckled and kissed her forehead and said "I am at fault too…we just need to adjust things around".

Percy looked over the hill to find his team, who were also on their break, looking at them in the far distance with their little telescopes. He smirked and slowly took out his wand and muttered a spell and blasted it at his team's senior members who all ducked underneath the stadium seats and started to pay up the bets. One of them said "I told you neither one can last a week with out seeing each other…", while the rest of them paid him his pot money grumbling in annoyance.

Cal gagged slightly as she sniffed his scent. She likes his smell, why is she gagging now. As Cal held down what ever wants to come out she tried not to get the whiff of Percy's smell. Percy looked at her and asked what was wrong, "Err...do I smell bad or something? I took a shower before I went to work..." he said as he sniffed his shirt. Cal just waved it off and said that her sense were a bit off. "It might be because I've been using magic lately. Slightly imbalanced." She said.

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19:00 hrs

Helen Parker sat in her office quite tired. She just had to pack up then go home when an owl came to her. It was one of the Azkaban's owls only used for the people who worked there. She took the letters attached to it. One was from Oliver exclaiming England had won and they were in the finals. In the envelope were 3 tickets to the finals, a proof of payment and port key time for the Parker family. Helen smiled and placed the envelope in her office bag.

The next letter was from the Auror department. The threatening letter she had received a week ago was apparently of little danger and they assured Helen that she and her family were safe. Though they did advice Helen to not take risks and send an letter that was of the same content directly to the Auror Department, if ever one came again. They also said the Department of Security had already been notified and they took it to account and was adding more security to the site of the finals in case any of the Azkaban workers went to it.

Helen breathed out when she was done with the letters and she smiled to herself thinking that she could breathe better now that the Aurors knew of the threatening letters. She exited the building and went home to her family.

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21:00 hrs

After showers Oliver went back to his flat in London as he was too tired to stay on to party in Bulgaria. Oliver really just wanted to see Hermione again. He slumped into his room and fell on the bed almost instantly. He accioed the phone and called Hermione. She didn't pick up. He didn't call again but after a few minutes his phone rang and it was Hermione. "Ollie?" she asked and just hearing her voice made Oliver not tired anymore. "Herms…I'm…"

"You're back!..."

"Yea…."

"…you sound so tired"

"A good massage would do well right now. But I can just sleep on it"

"Oh…I'm…wait okay…" She hung up and Oliver looked at the phone oddly as he tossed it to the other end of his bed. He closed his eyes but opened it when he felt someone behind him. He whipped out his wand and aimed at the door to find Hermione standing here with her hands up. "Hey…" Oliver smiled and put down his wand as he fell back on the bed again. Hermione jumped on him and kissed him. "I missed you"

"As I did with you babe" said Oliver as he moved around so that his back was flat on the bed. Hermione smiled at him and kissed him. "Hey…I feel lucky I got you" said Oliver as he rolled and set himself above Hermione. "Ollie….I feel the same way". Oliver then burrowed his face in the crook of her neck and kissed her lightly as he asked curiously.

"So did Percy ever fix things with Cal I talked to Percy a week ago.."

"Oh that…yea guess why I'm here?"

"Why?" Oliver asked as he started to unbutton Hermione's top, which she stopped him from doing so. "Cuz I was alone at home…Cal's at the burrow right now" Hermione said as she pushed Oliver to his back. She laid on top of him and he snaked his arms around her torso. He then snorted and said "Oh. Well lets jus assume they are doing more than we are" Hermione laughed and it was probably true. She then pushed herself off of him and said "Come on, get up, I'll make dinner".

"Doest that mean I ain't getting any? At all!" Oliver mockingly exclaimed. Hermione then said as she smiled at him evilly "If your not tired, maybe you will…" she walked ahead into the kitchen. Oliver then snorted and said "I'm not that tired…for that, that is…."

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Cambridge, 19:00 hrs

Madam Catalan sat in the tea room of the Manor. She looked out into the property's backyard as she imagined how Cal used to shoot from one end to other with her first broom. She remembered how much she was happy that her daughter was a good flyer and had the precision of an adult when it came to shooting quaffles. Callista Silverio, she thought. She couldn't blame Cal for hating her. She was young, peak of career when she had slipped up and gotten pregnant. She was already married at that time but she and Jerome weren't planning to have any kids until later on and as much as she treid to be home she couldn't. When she was at home she was always sleeping or resting and hated to be bugged by anyone. It never occurred to her, during that time, that her consistent "I'm tired, go play with Tiffy, I don't have time for this…." had driven her daughter to hate her.

Jerome walked in the room and sat across his wife. "How's Spain? Is Paullina coming here for the summer? Or is she staying with you for a bit more?" he asked.

As Madam Catalan poured him tea she said, "Paullina wants to come here she misses you and she misses bugging, what ever that means, Cal."

"Ah yes they might annoy each other but they are still sisters. Cal admitted it once that she did like having Paullina around." Laughed Jerome remembering the then 15 year old Cal's, face she had said that, the then 5 year old Paullina quickly attached herself to her older sister's leg, much to Cal's annoyance of course.

"As I remember she added 'because at least Paullina acknowledges my presence' "

"You can't blame Cal…." Said Jerome.

"I'm trying my best Jerome, she wont let me…." exasperated Madam Catalan.

Jermone placed his hands on top of her's and said. "Well, I told you before and I'm telling you know. Keep trying" Madam Catalan sighed and shook her head, "I…I don't know what to do anymore! Why did I have to be such a bad mother to her…."

"Because you were convinced she was going to ruin your career but she didn't and you only realized that later when she was already grown up and hating you for the neglect" Concluded Jerome. Madam Catalan breathed out an apology to her husband. Jerome shook his head and said "Not to me love, to her…"

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23:30 hrs

It was 11:30pm and Cal found herself napping on the sofa with Percy. She looked at Percy and with her fore finger she traced the lines underneath his eyes. She smiled as she snuggled nearer to his neck in which his reflexes hugged her tighter. She breathed out heavily as she found the comfortable spot. Cal thought about the week earlier. It was a stupid fight alright, but somehow now that it was talked between the two of them, she somehow felt better. But not that better. She's been feeling sick for a bit now and she didn't know what was wrong. She has a feeling that she ate something bad, maybe that dodgy sandwich in her bag earlier. She felt Percy stir and she laid on her tummy on him. "Hey…its 11:30 I should get back" she said. Percy tightened his hug on her and asked her to stay the night. Cal just smiled and kissed him. "In one condition.." she added.

"That is?"

"I want to sleep on a bed...not the sofa…and in comfy clothes" Percy smiled at her and nodded. They headed up to his room she felt like she was missing something but she wasn't sure what was she might have missed. Did she leave anything in her office? Did she forget to fill up Grey's, the rabbit, food bowl or clean his cage. She really didn't know.

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23:30 hrs.

"Doing anything next week?" asked Oliver.

"Nothing really, I have a few shifts but that's it why?" Hermione said as he fiddled with his buttons.

"Do you have time to go to the finals to cheer on for you boyfriend?" Hermione gaped and jumped him making him fall on the sofa. "Congratulations! Oh my god! In the finals!" she said forgetting about her idea of unbuttoning his shirt.. Oliver nodded and started to play with her hair. "I can't believe it! who are you guys against?" she asked.

"Spain.." Hermione made a face ad said good luck with the team, as that team was known to be one of the best.

"Ah true, well can you come and cheer me on?" Asked Oliver. Hermione then asked day it was on and Oliver had told her it was from Friday to Sunday.

"I have those days off! You are in luck love" exclaimed Hermione.

"Well I do feel lucky, now how about we take this to my room hrm?"

"I don't want to stand up anymore" whined Hermione. She pouted at Olivre who chuckled at her. With out warning he shifted her and somehow got himself sitting up.

"Then I'll carry you in" He said as he stood up, Hermione in arms. Hermione chuckled and let Oliver carry her bridal style to the bedroom.

AN:

more Ollie and Hermy! tee hee...i was saving that dinner to now..lmfao.