Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter stuff and stuff… Or do I? Haha.. No.. I wish.. Cos then I'd own Ollie… Mmmmmm.. Ollie.. Hehe..
Kim ): Hey! I agree with you totally. There aren't many Oliver/Ginny stories. It's very rare. Making the chapters longer will definitely be the hardest thing for me to do.. It's kinda hard but I'll try! I swear!!! Thanks for reviewing!!
Lost-Magic: Thanks for reviewing!! And yea.. Not a lot of people read Oliver fics, that's why I decided to write one.
SpikesChik: Hey.. Don't worry! I won't give up! Hopefully.. Hehe.. It'll just take me a while to write the chapters cos seriously, I'm just making this up as I go. Haha.. Okay.. Thanks for reviewing!
Email me at if you want to talk to me!! Or even IM me at FireAndRainLover. Cyas and enjoy the chappy!
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Oliver awoke to the sounds of the blaring alarm clock. In his sleep-like-daze, he took the clock and threw it at the wall but the clock just kept ringing,. He buried his head under his pillow, trying to plug out the irritating sound. 'Argh. It's too bloody early,' Oliver thought, getting out of his bed and turning off the alarm. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was still nine in the morning.
Ollie walked into his bathroom and shed himself of his clothing. He walked into the shower and turned on the water. Unfortunately, since he was only half-awake, he had turned the knob to the right instead of the left. The result? Freezing cold water doused Oliver, rendering him awake.
"AHH!" He screamed as the water continued to pound on him. With the water still pouring on him, he could not see. As he was trying to shield himself from the water, he slipped and fell on his butt.
"This is not a good day," Oliver said to himself as he got up and turned the water on warm. After his shower, he got out and wrapped a towel around his waist. He walked over to the sink and looked into the mirror. A handsome and dashing man gazed back at him as he examined his appearance. His brown locks were everywhere and fell in front of his eyes. 'It's about time I got a haircut,' he thought to himself.
After getting dressed in some sweats, Ollie walked into his kitchen to get some breakfast. By the time he was done eating, it was eleven. He had an hour to waste before going to the Weasley's so he decided he would make an ad for chaser auditions for this Wednesday. The ad read:
Attention! Wanted!
An experienced chaser for the Chudley Cannons.
If you think you're good enough, then the auditions are at 8:00 A.M
Wednesday 20th of June
Please bring your own broom and be prompt
For more information, contact Oliver Wood by post
Content with what he had so far, Ollie put the ad down and glanced at the clock. It was 11:45. 'Well, better get ready,' Ollie thought. 'I wonder how Percy is doing anyways, as well as all the Weasley's. Well, might as well get changed.' (A/N yea I know.. He's getting changed again.. Haha… Wish I was in the room for THAT.)
Ollie walked back into his room, but not before tripping on the phone. He brought the phone back with him and dropped it on the desk. Right as he turned around, the phone ran. Sighing, he picked up the phone.
"Hello?" Oliver answered.
"Hey Ollie!!! Oh Merlin!! I have to tell you the best news EVER!!!" The girl on the phone started talking. "I'm sooooo happy!!!! Oka-"
Ollie cut her off. "Cat, what the hell do you want? I'm busy you know, looking for a new chaser. Incase you forgot!"
"I'm sorry Ol, but I just HAD to. I mean, it's been my dream to become a singer. And wait till you hear the great news. I got discovered!!!" Cat exclaimed.
"Yea yea, good for you," Ollie replied right before he hung up on her.
Stripping down to his Quidditch boxers, Oliver walked to his closet and looked for something suitable to wear. 'Hmmm, how about this black shirt with the black pants? Nah, makes me look too I don't know. Hmm.. This pink shirt with the pants? Nope, too homosexual.' About ten minutes later, he settled on a black muscle shirt and a pair of khaki shorts.
After getting dressed, he checked to see if he had everything. He brought a copy of the ad he made for Ron and Harry to look at. He also shrunk his broom and had it in his pocket, knowing he would need it. After all that, he was ready.
Ollie apparated to the Burrow and was met with the sight of six red blurs being chased by another red blur.
"Ohff," was the only thing Ollie heard as the last red blur collided right into him. He looked up and found himself staring into two chocolate brown orbs. (Eyes love, eyes)
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And that's all I have for now cos I have a stupid loser over who is bugging me. Meaning I can't type anymore. Stupid Jake, he's going DOWN!!! Hehehe… Please review!!!!! Or I might not continue ze story. Danke!
Kyma
