Chapter 22

Sunlight poured over the lake, making it appear as though it was glittering. Tiannah stretched her legs out, so the tips of her toes touched the water. Oliver smiled at her, and she returned it, her blue eyes glinting. They looked around at the secluded valley that they found nine years ago.

"I love this place," said Tiannah, looking at the gleaming lake.

"Yeah. It's almost as beautiful as you."

"Cheesy," Tiannah giggled, punching Oliver's arm.

"But true."

Tiannah stood up and sat back down on Oliver's lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and grinned. Tiannah turned away from the lake and looked down at Oliver. He had been growing his hair out, which Tiannah liked the look of. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"Let's go for a swim."

She took her shirt of, revealing a white bikini. Oliver smirked.

"Boys are such perverts," she sighed, shaking her head.

"Can't help it."

Tiannah rolled her eyes and jumped into the lake, Oliver in her wake. He lifted her up and smiled, as he threw her back in the water.

"Oh, you are so dead!"

The two Quidditch Fanatics spent the next hour in the lake, having more fun than they had in ages. They walked back, exhausted, to Oliver's house.

"I can't believe that this is our last year of school," Tiannah admitted.

"I know. This year, the Quidditch Scouts will be coming to games and seeing whom they want in their teams."

"Really? God, I hope I get into the Holyhead Harpies."

"Puddlemere is way better."

Tiannah rolled her eyes. They had been having that argument since... well... forever.

"You're just jealous that the Harpies are better and they're girls."

"That has nothing to do with it!"

"Oh yes it does!"

Oliver sighed and wrapped his fingers around Tiannah's.

"You are wrong."

Tiannah didn't bother to argue with him again. When they were younger, they could spend hours arguing about which team was superior, and it usually resulted in Tiannah punching Oliver. They reached the door of Oliver's house and walked through it, sighing as they were out of the scalding sun. Meredith smiled at them.

"I still can't believe that you two are together after all those years of cracking it if we suggested it," she said, smirking. Oliver rolled his eyes.

"You've said it before, Mum. And it was your teasing that put us off."

"Biggest told you so ever," Meredith said, walking off. Oliver looked annoyed. They walked up the stairs and into Oliver's bedroom.

"Do you ever clean this room?" Tiannah asked.

"Nope."

"Here." She pulled out her wand and with a wave; Oliver's room was clean again.

"Thanks, love," he said, kissing her cheek. Tiannah plonked herself back on Oliver's bed and started throwing his Quaffle up and down, as he talked about his new training regime.

"Honestly, the Weasley Twins are the main causes of problems. But they are brilliant Beaters..."

"Oliver," Tiannah began, "shouldn't you think about getting a substitute Seeker? Potter seems to attract a lot of trouble, you know."

Oliver frowned. Yes, there was truth in what she said. "What about you?"

Tiannah snorted. "Me, a Seeker? Not bloody likely!"

"Come on Tia, even you said that if you could have a second choice of a position, it would be the Seeker."

"What about my position as Chaser!"

"Okay, only if the team needs a substitute. God knows that we can't be flattened by Slytherin again..."

"We won't be," Tiannah said fiercely, "We'll win, Ollie. You are the best captain at Hogwarts and we have the best team. Don't stress, okay?"

Oliver nodded and smiled. "You always make me feel better."

"Yeah, well, it is my job, Mr I throw a tantrum if I don't win."

Oliver playfully punched Tiannah's arm. "Hilarious, love."

Tiannah flipped her hair. "I know right!"

"Hello arrogant Tiannah, how are you!"

"Fuck you," she mumbled, punching his arm.

"I know you wanna," Oliver teased. Tiannah gasped and slapped him.

"I do not!"

Oliver cast her a sceptical look. "Oh really?"

Tiannah grinned. "Okay, maybe I do. It's not my fault that you're a hottie with a body!"

"It is a shame that you've never seen my whole body. I can fix that if you like!" Oliver said, leaning across the door to block Tiannah's way out.

"I'm sure your parents wouldn't like that," she mumbled, hiding behind her hair.

"Probably," Oliver shrugged, as Tiannah threw the Quaffle to him.

"A year ago, if someone told me that I was contemplating on whether to have sex with you; I would say they were barking."

Oliver smiled and laced his arms around her waist, kissing her softly. "A year ago, if someone told me I would be with the most beautiful, crazy, talented girl in the world, I would say that they should go to St Mungo's."

"You're sweet, Ollie."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly. There was a knock at the door and Tiannah pulled away and opened it.

"Oliver, they're here," said Meredith. Oliver smirked as his Mum handed him an envelope, while she smiled at Tiannah.

"What?"

"You'll see, Tia. Thanks Mum."

Meredith nodded and left the two alone.

"What is it Ollie?"

"You'll see," he said in an infuriating voice. Tiannah pointed her wand at him.

"Tell me now."

"Fine."

Oliver walked to his drawer and pulled out a small box.

"Belated birthday present. Open it."

Tiannah opened the box and gasped. In the velvet box was a golden necklace with a heart pendant. She took it out and inspected it closely. There was an engraving on the back. A few tears pricked her eyes as she read it.

I love you, my little Quidditch Star.

"Oliver..."

"D'you like it?" he asked nervously, biting his lip.

"I love it!" she cried, smashing her lips onto Oliver's. She smiled in the kiss and he smiled back, overjoyed that she liked it.

"I'll put it on for you," Oliver offered, taking the beautiful necklace out of her hands and securing it on her neck. He kissed the notch of her breastbone where the necklace lay and trailed his kisses across her neck. Tiannah stopped him and asked what was in the envelope.

"Open it, love," Oliver said gently, handing the envelope to his girlfriend.

"OH MY GOD! THANK YOU!" Tiannah squealed, jumping up and down.

"Oh god, don't go pulling a Hestia," Oliver said wearily, grinning all the same.

Tiannah jumped up and down, holding the two Puddlemere VS Holyhead Harpies tickets in her hands. She looked adorably ecstatic, in Oliver's opinion.

"They're for next week, so we can go together. What do you say?"

"Fuck yeah! Thank you so much, Ollie!"

"Not a problem, love. I wanted to give you these presents on the holidays, not at school."

Tiannah smiled brilliantly. "I love them."

Oliver enfolded his arms around her. "And I love you."

At midnight that night, Tiannah was sleeping in her bed when she heard a knock at the door. Confused, she made her way, pyjama clad, to the door. She opened it and was shocked to see Hestia, crying.

"What's up Hest?" Tiannah asked, leading her friend inside.

"My parents disowned me."

Tiannah had heard of this happening in strict Pureblood families, like Hestia's.

"How? When? Why?"

Tiannah conjured up a handkerchief for her friend and handed it to her.

"They said that I was a disgrace upon the family name, because I'm seeing Ken. He's a bloodtraitor. They also said that I've never had proper pureblood superiority. My mother slapped me across the face and told me to leave."

Hestia was sobbing at this point, and Tiannah hugged her tightly. How could Hestia's parents do such a thing?

"Hest, listen to me. They don't know what they are missing. They don't appreciate having such an amazing, talented, caring, compassionate, gorgeous, perfect daughter."

Hestia laughed shakily. "I don't know where to go."

"You can always stay with me."

"I don't want to be a burden on your parents."

"Don't be silly, Hestia. My parents know your parents by reputation, and they have always thought of you as their daughter. We're sisters, remember?"

"I remember. D'you mind if I stay here for a bit? I'll probably move in with Ken soon, if he's okay with it. What my parents didn't know is that I 'borrowed' some money from their vault. I hope that they are really annoyed!"

Tiannah grinned. "They deserve it. You can stay here as long as you like, Hest."

Hestia started crying again at this point, and Tiannah held on to her. There were footsteps coming down the stairs, and Benny, in his blue pyjamas, frowned.

"Is Hestia okay?"

Tiannah got up and carried Benny over to Hestia.

"Little man, you shouldn't be up. But since you are, I'll make you and Hestia some hot coco, okay? Benny, Hestia is a little sad, so could you hug her for me?"

Benny smiled and curled up into Hestia, as she ruffled his hair.

Tiannah busied herself in the kitchen, waving her wand and summoning cups. She looked over at Hestia and Benny, and smiled. Carrying the steaming mugs over to the two, Tiannah took a seat next to Hestia.

"Benny, you finish that and go to bed," she said sternly.

"Where's Oliver?" Benny asked.

"He's at his house, Benny. Hestia is here because she is very sad."

"Why?"

"She doesn't have parents like ours, Benny. She gets very lonely and sad because they are mean. So we have to be very nice, okay?"

"Okay!"

Hestia laughed and hugged Benny tighter. "Thanks little Benny."

Benny soon went back to bed, which left Hestia and Tiannah alone.

"How are you and Oliver?"

"Good."

"Oh wow, did he give you that necklace?" Hestia asked, pointing to the heart pendant.

"Yeah, he did. Look at what it says on the back."

Hestia turned the pendant over and read it.

"Aw, that's so sweet! I love Oliver, as a friend, don't get me wrong, but doesn't all the Quidditch talk annoy you?"

Tiannah yawned and shook her head. "We grew up together, I'm use to it. I talk about Quidditch all the time, but I have other interests too. He can be carried away, but I love that about him. It just goes to show that he is so passionate about the things that he loves. I love him for being Oliver."

"You're so lucky! He's like your childhood sweetheart, your soul mate."

"Yeah, I guess. I was in denial for so long."

"Why?"

"I honestly don't know. I guess that I didn't want to complicate things. And I thought that the feelings were one sided."

"Idiot," Hestia sighed, shaking her head.

"Oh, and we are going to the Puddlemere verse Harpies match next week."

"Ooh!" Hestia squealed. "What are you planning on wearing?"

"Dunno," Tiannah shrugged. "Jeans and a shirt?"

Hestia looked horrified. "No way in hell! I'll plan your outfit next week. You have to look amazing for Oliver!"

"Oliver loves me for who I am. I know that much."

"Still," Hestia said, winking, "be a good girlfriend and wear something he will love, if you get my drift."

"Fine. You may dress me."

Hestia smiled.

"You know, he really loves you. He admitted it to me first, and some nights he would be upset about you and Cedric. His exact words were, 'Diggory doesn't deserve her. I don't know if I do, but I know he doesn't.'"

A smile graced Tiannah's features. "I guess I am really lucky."

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I would be rich and famous, and not locking myself in my room every other day, writing this.