I am writing this story because I had a dream…. I was dreaming that Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter was fighting over Ginny and it was real weird… And then in the end, Ollie shows up and Ginny leaves with him.. Hehe.. So this is definitely an Oliver/Ginny story.

Disclaimer: Everything but the plot of this story belongs to J.K Rowling, who is nothing compared to J.R.R Tolkien. Hehe.

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Oliver Wood was angry. Extremely angry. He had gotten home from Quidditch practice for the Chudley Cannons. Their chaser Cat Jones had just quit because she wanted to follow her dreams of becoming a singer. 'A SINGER!?!? For the love of Merlin, she sounds like a dying cat when she sings! Bloody hell,' Oliver thought, sulking, 'Where am I going to find a new chaser?!?!'

Just then, the phone rang, bringing the 25-year-old out of his trance like state. Oliver walked over to the counter top and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" He answered, but there was no reply. All he heard were people in the background screaming and arguing.

"Oh, sorry, " The voice replied. "It's Ron. I was just wondering if you found a new chaser for the team."

"Ron, I only just got home," Oliver replied.

"Oh… Right… Anyways, I was supposed to call you and invite you to a picnic. It's our traditional Weasley picnic that we have every month. Remember? We invited you last time but you couldn't come."

"Yea. Well, I'm not sure I'll have time. We have a game against the Wasps in three weeks and we still need a chaser," He said, not even contemplating going.

"But Ollie! We re-" Just then, Ron was cut off and was replaced by Fred.

"Oi mate!" Fred started. "Listen here, you're coming to the bloody picnic because I haven't seen you in months. Don't you care about your dear pal Fred?!?" Fred asked dramatically.

Suddenly, Ron was back on the phone. "Yea! It's only one day! Come on Ollie, stop being a stiff and have some fun! Besides, I want you to meet my sister. She's a brilliant chaser! Anyways, you're coming. It's tomorrow. Come around noon!" With that, Ron hung up.

Oliver sighed. 'It looks like I have no choice,' he thought, 'And who's he's calling a stiff? Percy's the stiff!' With that, Ollie went and took a shower and all his other needs. He had fallen asleep around eleven.

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OKAY!! What did you guys think? I know its kinda short but if I get replies, I'll update!!!!