Chapter 19
Tiannah and Oliver had a great Christmas together. It was now Christmas night, and Tiannah couldn't be happier. She lay in Oliver's lap, while he stroked her hair.
"This Christmas has been so much better than the last."
"I know."
Last Christmas, Tiannah was thinking about Oliver. A year later, and they were together. She smiled up at him and he smiled back, leaning down and kissing her forehead tenderly.
The holidays ended all too quickly, in Tiannah's opinion. She just wanted to stay with Oliver for the rest of the holidays, playing Quidditch from dusk till dawn. They were the happiest times for both Tiannah and Oliver.
"I don't want to go back to Hogwarts just yet."
"Yeah, but there's Quidditch!"
"You know, you look like a maniac when you say Quidditch," she said, smiling ever so slightly. Oliver pouted and Tiannah kissed his cheek.
The Hogwarts Express trip back to school was interesting, to say the least.
Tiannah and Oliver went to get some food off the trolley, when Flint yelled out, "Wanna come ride my broomstick, Tiannah?"
She gently held his hand, squeezing it in warning. "Ollie, don't react. Please."
He nodded stiffly, making note that he would hammer Flint next chance he got.
Cedric, on the other hand, walked passed Tiannah, smiling sadly. She frowned after him. Cho Chang gave a smug smile to Tiannah, which confused her. She had never spoken to Cho in her life.
Hestia and Ken walked passed their compartment, spotting the two talking in soft voices, his head in her lap.
"Um, Tiannah?"
She shot her head around and glared when she saw who it was. "What do you want?"
"Could I please talk to you?"
Oliver urged her to do so, and with a harrumph, she stood up and followed Hestia into an empty compartment.
"So are you and Oliver actually together now?"
"Yes."
Hestia squealed and jumped up and down. "It's about bloody time!"
Despite her anger at Hestia, she couldn't help but grin.
Hestia calmed herself. "I'm really sorry for being so shallow before the holidays. Can you forgive me?"
"There's nothing to forgive."
Hestia grinned, as did Tiannah.
They walked back to the compartment that Tiannah had previously been in, and Ken and Oliver grinned when they saw their girlfriends happy again. Tiannah took a seat next to Oliver, whose head dropped back into her lap.
Hogwarts was busier than Tiannah remembered. She was practising Quidditch with Oliver every day, the two of them becoming better and better. One rainy day, they landed on the squishy and muddy ground, grinning broadly.
"You're brilliant, Ollie. I wish I could fly like you."
"No, my little Quidditch Star, you're the brilliant one."
"My little Quidditch Star? Firstly, I'm not little. I'm tall. And secondly, I am not yours."
"Yes you are. You're mine and always will be."
Flint was bothering Tiannah more than usual. Oliver was getting extremely irritated, as it had gotten to the point of stalking. Cedric, on the other hand, didn't give Tiannah any grief, which struck the two Quidditch fanatics as odd.
The months drew on, and it was time for the Gryffindor verses Hufflepuff Quidditch match. Oliver and Tiannah were up early, as they went for a quick fly.
When they got back, none of the team members were up. Oliver started panicking, which amused Tiannah.
"Keep your pants on, love. I'll wake them up," Tiannah coaxed. Oliver sat down under Tiannah's furious gaze, and she first went up to the boys dormitories.
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY! GET YOUR ASSES UP AND GET DRESSED RIGHT THIS BLOODY SECOND OR YOU WILL BE SORRY!"
Fred jumped and swore. "Bloody heck, Tiannah!"
"Bloody heck is right! You should have been up an hour ago!"
She stalked out of the twins' room and went into Harry's room.
"I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE THE BOY WHO LIVED; YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW! WE HAVE A QUIDDITCH MATCH TO WIN!"
"KATIE BELL! ANGELINA JOHNSON! GET UP NOW!"
Tiannah walked calmly back downstairs to Oliver.
"I think that did the trick, don't you think?"
"I think you woke up the whole of Gryffindor tower in the process," Oliver pointed out, smirking. "But thank you."
"Not a problem."
As per usual, Oliver and Tiannah weren't eating at breakfast.
"Eat, Ollie."
"No, you should eat, Tia. Chasers have a tough time..."
"So do Keepers."
"You eat!"
"No, you eat!"
"If the both of you don't shove some food down your throats, George and I will regurgitate some into your mouths for you. Got that?" Fred said, smirking.
That got the two eating.
At eleven o'clock, the team made their way down to the Quidditch pitch.
"Perfect conditions!" Oliver said enthusiastically.
The teams walked out to the pitch to tumultuous applause. Oliver and Tiannah took a warm up lap around the pitch, both grinning broadly.
Tiannah was slightly distracted when she saw McGonagall half running, half marching across the pitch, carrying an enormous purple megaphone.
"This match has been cancelled," the professor called.
There were boos and shouts, and a devastated Oliver landed his broom and ran towards McGonagall.
"You... you can't cancel Quidditch!"
McGonagall ignored him and continued to shout through the megaphone. "All students are to make their way back to the house common rooms, where the Heads of Houses will give them further information. As quickly as you can please-"
Tiannah landed her broom and faced Oliver.
"She... she can't do that! It is completely unfair! You... you can't cancel Quidditch!" an incensed Oliver complained loudly.
"Ollie, I'm sure she had her reasons. Maybe another student got attacked..."
Tiannah herself was very annoyed, but Oliver was devastated.
When they reached the common room, they knew the reason why the match was cancelled. Hermione Granger and Penelope Clearwater had been attacked.
Oliver sat on a couch in the common room, glowering at everyone who walked passed. Tiannah sat next to him, glaring at the wall.
"Honestly, you two are a match made in heaven!" Hestia sighed, smirking slightly.
"Whatever," Tiannah grumbled.
"You are both acting as though someone has died. Tiannah, go and shag him! It'll help you both, trust me," Ken said, as he walked over.
"Shut up and go away before I shove a broomstick up your ass," Oliver growled. Ken and Hestia shrugged and walked away.
New rules were inducted following the double attack.
"It's horrible," Oliver seethed, "After lessons we can't even go for a fly!"
"At least we can go for a Hogsmeade visit on your birthday," Tiannah reasoned.
Oliver would be turning seventeen next week. It was March, and Tiannah had to wait two months until she was of age.
"Yeah, that's okay, I guess."
The two sat in silence for a moment.
"I just realised how much of an awful boyfriend I've been lately."
"Ollie, it's okay. You're stressed, I'm not fussed!"
"No... it's not okay."
He leaned in and kissed her softly, wrapping his arms around her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
The kisses were electrifying but soft and sweet at the same time, and in that moment, Oliver didn't care about school, or the petrified victims, or even Quidditch. He just cared about Tiannah, and her soft lips on his own, and her arms around his neck...
She pulled away, gasping slightly. "See? You're not a bad boyfriend at all."
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