Chapter Five-To Sleep or not to Sleep: That is the question
It was dark in Oliver's dorm room. He could hear the rain pouring down and the thunder clapping outside as he lay on his bed. He smiled and rolled over on his side to see what time it was. Ten forty-nine. 'I'd better get going,' he thought. He sat up and slid off his bed. As he made his way to the door, he turned and glanced around the room to make sure that everyone was asleep. Then he turned and opened the door as silently as possible.
But not everyone was asleep. As soon as the door closed, Landon got out of bed and crept after Oliver. He followed Oliver through the common room and out the portrait hole. Oliver continued down the hallway, stopping once in awhile to listen for Filch and Mrs. Norris. Landon followed Oliver all the way to the locker rooms and when he saw him greet Allyson he quickly went to Dead Man's Dungeon to tell Alex and Andy where Oliver and Allyson were.
It was ten fifty-nine when Oliver met Allyson at the door to the locker room. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him as he opened the door. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at one of the extinguished torches on the wall.
"Incendio," he said and the flame sprang to life and flickered, casting shadows on the wall.
He turned back to Allyson who pulled him down on one of the benches, kissing him as she did so. Their kiss deepened as their tongues met. Allyson slid her arm to Oliver's waist and gently tugged his shirt up. He reluctantly broke the kiss to tear off his shirt and Allyson trailed her hands along his back and up to his shoulders as Oliver's breath caught at the touch of her fingers on his bare skin. As he planted soft kisses along her neck, his hands moved up to undo the buttons of her shirt.
One by one they came undone and finally Oliver was able to slide her shirt off her arms. Allyson leaned back as he planted more kisses on her soft skin, this time from her stomach up to her neck. As he did so, he moved a hand down to caress her thigh. Allyson gave a little moan and ran her fingers through his hair. Then, in return, she nipped his ear lightly and moved her hands down to his waist, dropping one hand to trail the inside of his thigh.
Her movement caused Oliver to inhale sharply. She smirked and moved her hand back up to undo his pants. Oliver consented and leaned back a little to give her room to slide them over his narrow hips. He pulled them off and tossed them across the room. He then turned his attention on her skirt. He wanted that gone too.
Allyson sat back against the wall and pulled Oliver down on top of her. Their lips met again and fed each other's thirst for the other. Oliver's hands quickly found their way to the fastenings on her skirt, undoing them desperately.
"Easy, tiger! We've got all night," laughed Allyson.
"So?" retorted Oliver.
Allyson smiled and lifted her hips so that he could pull off the offending garment. He threw it across the room to join his pants on the floor. He fell upon Allyson again, showering her with hot kisses. He worked one hand around to her back to undo the clasp of her bra. Before he even touched her, Allyson knew from the gleam in his eye what he wanted and she decided to play hard to get. She slid from beneath him and backed up against the wall farthest from him.
Breathing hard she tempted, "Oh come on, Oliver. Don't you know that you have to work for your supper?"
"Me? Work for my supper? Not when I've dreamed about this every night since I got to know you," returned Oliver.
Allyson smirked as he drew closer. She watched a drop of sweat gleam in the torch light as it trickled down his body. It was rather hot in here. Oliver closed in on her and pinned her to the wall.
"You're not going anywhere," he breathed before leaning in to kiss her hard. Allyson wrapped her arms around him, kissing him back. Then an idea bloomed in her head and she ran her hand up his side, tickling him lightly. Oliver pulled back as her other hand joined in the fun. "Hey!" he gasped.
Allyson pushed him down to floor and continued to tickle him. He rolled on top of her and began tickling her in revenge. Both laughing, they tousled on the floor, each trying to gain control of the situation. Because of this, neither one of them heard the noise outside of the door.
Outside of the door, however, Alex and Andy could hear them laughing. "It's a good thing that it's storming so hard. Filch can't hear us now," remarked Andy.
"Yeah. Do you think I should do it now?" asked Alex obviously distracted and upset about what was going on in the locker room.
"Your move," suggested Andy.
Alex nodded. She slowly tried the doorknob. It was unlocked. "They're stupid enough to leave the door unlocked," scoffed Alex. She took a deep breath and slammed open the door.
Bam! Oliver and Allyson looked up, shocked. In the doorway stood Alex with Andy right behind her. Oliver scrambled to get up.
"What the hell are you two doing here? How did you know?" he asked angrily.
"I'm here to stop you from making a mistake!" confessed Alex.
Meanwhile, Andy had picked up Allyson's clothes from the floor and handed them to her. "I think you'd better go," Andy prodded her. Frowning, Allyson grabbed her clothes and hastily put on her skirt. Buttoning up her shirt, she swept past Oliver and Alex through the door.
"Allyson, wait!" Oliver called after her. She didn't turn around. "Damn it, Alex! What the hell is wrong with you?" he yelled.
"There's nothing wrong with me. I just found out something. I bloody love you, Oliver Wood! I know that you don't care about me anymore but I have to tell you so that maybe you can forgive me for all those months of pushing away your affection. You were right; I'm the one who came back not you. I'm so sorry, Oliver. Please, please don't go on with your relationship with Allyson. It's not right for the two of you to be together. She doesn't love you. It's obvious. Please don't turn me away, I'll do anything to get at least your friendship back! I love you…" begged Alex with tears in her eyes.
Oliver pulled his pants on and leaned down to grab his shirt off the floor.
"How can I be friends with you if you don't exist?" he replied coldly. Then he turned and left the room.
"Oliver…" Alex whispered as a tear trailed down her cheek. Andy knelt next to Alex where she had crumpled to the floor at Oliver's harsh words. "Hey, it'll be ok. Just wait. He'll come around. We've just got to win him back somehow. Come on, let's go to bed," soothed Andy.
"No, I'm never going to be able to get him back!" sobbed Alex.
"Shh, shh. Come on, let's go." Andy helped Alex to her feet and led her back to the Slytherin dorms.