A/N: Just so you're aware, this chapter has scenes of a mild sexual nature, if it offends you in anyway, I suggest reading something else. After all, this fic is rated M for a reason. Please review! I really, really appreciate it!!

Chapter Five: Surprise

Oliver woke up early, he had training to continue. He needed to get his team together and discuss their strategies for beating Slytherin. He had to win the cup this year. He had to!

Bijou stirred in his arms and he looked at her. She rolled over and put her head on his chest. Well, maybe I can get up in an hour or two. He thought and put his arm around her waist.

Two hours later:

There was banging on the door. Oliver snapped up and looked around him. Bijou was wide awake watching the door through the curtains. She didn't move, just watched in horror as the doorknob began turning. Oliver stood up, he pulled on a pair of pants he'd left beside his bed and walked to the door. He opened it and saw Fred, George, Alicia, Katie, Angelina, and Harry standing by the door. All dressed in their practice uniforms, waiting for him.

"Where have you been?" Angelina asked.

"We've been waiting in the cold for an hour!" Katie snapped.

"You're the last person I'd expect to sleep late on a Saturday!" George groaned.

"What are you doing in there?" Fred asked, noticing that Oliver wouldn't open the door further.

"None of your business," Oliver glared at them. They didn't give him time to breathe!

"I'll bet Bijou is somewhere in there. Her bed was empty this morning when I went to get her," Alicia smiled.

Oliver felt a hand the arm holding the door shut. He looked at Bijou and she nodded. He opened the door and let them all see that she was in the room with him. Hopefully, they'd give him a break. For once.

"Oh!" All of his team began smiling. Fred and George's hands met, obviously exchanging money from a bet won.

"You're all such prats, you know that? I can't even sleep!" Oliver groaned.

"We're not the ones sleeping with our pregnant girlfriend, now are we?" Fred and George laughed.

"At least I have a girlfriend, pregnant or not," Oliver retorted.

"Touché!" Alicia laughed.

"I'll meet you lot at the pitch in half an hour. I need to eat, you know." Oliver said and closed the door.

Bijou, being the smart girl she was, had brought a pair of jeans, but had forgotten a shirt. She must have been in a hurry, Oliver decided.

He watched her take off her tank top, exposing her bra underneath. "You wear a bra to bed?"

Bijou looked up at him, she instantly covered her chest, "I can't go changing in front of you without one, now can I?"

Oliver smiled, and walked up to her. He put his arms around her and drew her closer to him, feeling her warm body against his. "You know I'd love it too much."

Bijou smiled and wrapped her arms around him. "Exactly."

Oliver kissed her, his hands rubbing up and down her body. He began gently pushing her toward the bed. She had no choice but to allow it, caught in his amazing kiss. The backs of her legs hit the bed and she fell onto it; Oliver not far behind.

His hands found the clasp of her bra; she could feel his fidgeting with it. She began trying to push him away before he could get it undone. "Oliver," she said pulling away.

"What? Is something wrong?" He asked looking at her, his hands still on her bra.

"Yes, we can't do this. Not now. We're having a baby, it can't be good for her. And you have Quidditch practice. The match is two weeks from now," Bijou had a point. She knew she could argue her way out of this.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me," Oliver stood up and ran his fingers through his hair.

"It's ok. Um... can you lend me a shirt?" Bijou pleaded.

"Sure," He grabbed the shirt he'd gotten from a Puddlemere United match and tossed it to her.

"Thank you," she began putting it on and took a big whiff of it. It smelled like his cologne, which was the best scent she'd ever smelt.

Once Oliver had had time to think about what she'd said, he realized something. "We have Easter Holidays next week. We've got all the time for practice. As for the baby, one time can't hurt."

He had her cornered. He smiled at looked at her. The shirt hung loosely on her, of course, she was smaller than he was. But it look a lot better on her. She looked sexy wearing it and her tight jeans clinging to her legs.

She blushed lightly as she watched his eyes roam her body. He stared at her chest for the longest time. Bijou got fed up with it and spoke up, "Honey, I'm up here," she put her hand over her chest and had her finger pointing to her face.

"Sorry," Oliver smiled, embarrassed at being caught.

"You're team is waiting," Bijou smiled, collected her clothes and left the room.

Oliver groaned and left the room after her. He didn't want to practice, he wanted to continue snogging Bijou. Oh well, he thought, I have Easter Holidays to do that. Unless she's leaving... what if the teams leaving too?

He grabbed three pieces of toast from the Great Hall and walked out to the pitch, toast in one hand, his broom in the other.

Already, his team was flying around the pitch. They had the Bludgers out, as well as the Quaffle and Harry was chasing the Snitch. They all landed when he arrived.

"How was your night, Oliver?" Fred and George snickered.

"Better than yours, I'm sure," Oliver laughed.

He began explaining basic maneuvers that the Slytherins had used in their other matches. He knew how to get past them. He just hoped they wouldn't change their strategies. Oliver knew Harry would get the Snitch before Malfoy. The trouble was, making sure they kept the Slytherins away from him.

"And, I also want to know who is staying over Easter Holiday?" Oliver asked before anyone could leave.

Several hands shot up in the air. Those hands included the twins, Harry's, Angelina's, and Alicia's. Katie's did not. Oliver assumed she wasn't staying and then dismissed his team.

After practice, Oliver went in search of Bijou. He wanted to make sure she was staying for Easter. He couldn't find her in the common rooms and went up to his dormitory to change. She's probably in the girls' dormitories. I'll ask Angelina to get her later. Oliver thought.

He opened the door, no one was in there as always. He quickly changed, noticing that Bijou hadn't returned his shirt yet. But that didn't matter, she looked hot in it and that's all that counted.

He walked out of the dormitories and down to the common room. He saw Angelina and Fred talking about something or another. He approached them, "Angelina, is Bijou in the dormitories?"

"I didn't see her. Sorry," She smiled and went back to her conversation.

"Thanks," Oliver frowned and walked away.

He walked out of the common room and down the flights of stairs. He saw Professor McGonagall hurrying toward him. "Mr. Wood, you're needed at once in the headmaster's office." She told him.

"Ok," Oliver replied, unsure of what was going on.

McGonagall said a password that Oliver didn't hear and he began climbing to Professor Dumbledore's office. He knocked on the door, hearing voices behind it. It sounded almost like a shrieking voice.

Oliver carefully opened the door to see who was inside. The shrieking voice belonged to a familiar woman. "Mum?"