Sorry for not updating. I feel so bad but I didn't know what to write about. This story is slightly AU. Oliver is in fifth year as is Cedric. No Triwizard Tournament so Cedric doesn't die and Quidditch is still on. Fred and George don't fall in love with Hermione here. They just like her and mess around with her.

I don't own anything because If I did, Oliver would be a major part of the story, Cedric didn't die and Harry and Draco would have a wonderful relationship.

LOVE YOU JK ROWLING

Hermione laughed as Ron stuffed another licorice wand up his nose. Harry handed him a chocolate frog which he modestly accepted by smearing it all over his teeth. There was a knock on the door and Luna came in with Neville.

'Do you mind if we join? There aren't any more compartments'

'Oh no, please come in. There was no need to ask. We were just watching Ron make an embarrassment of him. Come sit' Hermione smiled, gesturing to Ron then to the seats. Luna laughed when she glanced at Ron and made her way to the seat beside Harry, Neville following her closely.

'How are you Luna?' Harry asked, instantly breaking into a grin when she sat beside him. His eyes flickered to Hermione who gave him a teasing wink. Harry rolled his eyes and turned back to Luna.

'I'm simply wonderful. How are you Harry?' She smiled, whipping her long dirty blonde hair behind her shoulders.

'You're also simply beautiful' Harry added, absently. It wasn't until Hermione started laughing did he realize what he said.

'Thank you Harry, you too are simply handsome' Luna compliment, patting his lap respectively. Neville, Ron and Hermione had to slap their hands over their mouth to stop from laughing like baboons.

'I'm going outside for some air' Hermione giggled, retrieving her uniform from her bag and walking to the sliding glass door.

When Hermione stepped outside, she received kisses on both cheeks from her favorite twins.

'Morning beautiful' they said in unison as the twins both leaned against the glass door, taking in her sweet scent.

'If it isn't my two lovers. Speaking of lovers, which one of you was my first kiss?' Hermione asked curiously, folding her arms over her chest.

'It was I, my love' both of them chimed together. Hermione turned her head to Fred then to George. She observed them both carefully before rolling her eyes.

'It was Fred'

'She truly is the brightest witch of our age' Fred grinned, swinging his arm around her shoulder.

'But George kissed me merely seconds after. So I guess you were both my first kisses

Fred gasped as if he heard the most horrid thing ever. 'No no no no no! It was I. I'm your first kiss' Fred demanded, stepping in front of her to stop her from leaving.

'Tell that to George' she shrugged, hiding the smirk that was begging to reveal itself. Fred turned to his brother, pointing a finger in his chest.

'I am her first kiss' George said simply, folding his arms over his chest.

Hermione slid past Fred and slowly walked down the hallway, to get away from the bickering twins. She looked back to see if they noticed she was gone and when Hermione turned back; she walked into someone's chest. Before she could fall, his arms caught her.

'Oliver?' she asked when her eyes focused on the glimmering face before her. She rubbed her nose since it had the biggest impact after hitting his solid chest.

'Hermione? I'm sorry. How have you been?' He said, helping her up and squeezing her shoulders. She laughed and tucked a loose strand behind her ear.

'I've been wonderful. A lot of studying this summer. How are you?'

'I've been great. I have a lot more Quidditch strategies' He grinned toothily 'Why don't you come down to practice. It's always good to have an audience. Especially one as beautiful as you'

Hermione could feel herself blush as he took her hand in his. She nodded and smiled, thanking him. They stared at each other, smiling in complete comfortable silence.

'I should get going. Before Fred and George realize that I'm gone. Bye Oliver' Hermione waved as she walked away with her uniform tucked under her arm.

'Bye Hermione. Stay beautiful!' He yelled down the hallway. Everyone looked at him weirdly which he casually shrugged off and walked back into his compartment.

Harry collapsed onto the armchair beside Hermione and rested his head on her shoulder.

'I'm in love, Hermione' He sighed happily as he looked into the blazing fire. Hermione looked up from her book and smirked at her best friend.

'Someone's got the case of Lovegood'

'I do. I do' He smiled, pushing his glasses up onto his nose. Hermione rolled her eyes and continued with her book. They haven't even started school yet and she was hitting the books. Apparently, it was good to know what you're learning.

'Looks like someone's got an admirer' Harry whispered, looking at Oliver Wood who was staring at Hermione instead of working on his Quidditch strategies. He sat at a desk beside the window with his figurines and game boards sprawled around. But he didn't touch anything, instead he hand his elbows propped up onto the table, gazing intensely at her.

Hermione's eyes fluttered to meet Oliver's before he looked away, blushing. Harry whistled softly before Hermione pushed him off her chair. He rubbed his head and glared mockingly at her.

'Its a shame Luna isn't here'

Ron came to sit in the armchair beside Hermione. He glanced at Harry on the floor before shrugging and rubbing his stomach.

'I'm hungry'

Hermione sat alone in the Great Hall, eating Cheeri-Owls as she read Quidditch Through The Ages.

She could feel a stare on her but she ignored it when Oliver walked to her, smiling.

'Mind If I join you?'

Hermione nodded, feeling a blush crawl onto her face when his hand 'accidently' touched hers. Oliver looked at the book in her hand and smiled, feeling as though they were a match made in heaven.

'Thirty Two'

Hermione looked up, eyebrow raised at him. Was that how many girlfriends he had? She internally shook her head and sat up, holding the book in her lap.

'I beg your pardon?'

Oliver smiled and tapped the front cover of the book.

'I've read the book thirty two times'

Hermione broke out into a toothy grin, feeling a sudden wave of relieve wash over her. She ran her hand over the front cover absently and looked up at the Quidditch manic.

'Forty four' she whispered, putting the book down on the table before sipping her milk. She stared at the toast rack that seemed to be floating in mid air until Oliver's laughter broke her out of her trance. Hermione turned to him suddenly.

'I thought I was the only person who read that book. It's really impressive Hermione. You're impressive' Oliver smiled, holding her hand. She could feel her cheeks redden and Hermione was sure she wasn't the only one blushing. Oliver's cheeks had a lot more color.

It wasn't until Cedric came along did she roll her eyes and groan out loud. Oliver looked at Cedric then back at Hermione, laughing in amusement as he watched her sudden change of emotion.

'What Cedric?' Hermione said in a bored tone, letting go of Oliver's hand and folding her arms over her chest. Cedric's face seemed to lighten when she spoke to him.

'How are you beautiful?' He asked, sitting in between Oliver and Hermione. Both Gryffindor's groaned aloud. Oliver moved over so Cedric was sitting on him.

'I'm fine. Is that all?' She said, looking past him and wondering if Oliver was still present. Hermione saw his light brown hair and smiled to herself before realizing that the baboon in front of her was stopping her from seeing his beautiful face.

'No, I also wanted to ask if I could walk you to class.'

'Actually, I was going to walk Hermione to her next class' Oliver interrupted, standing up and walking over to Hermione. She smiled and stood up, packing her books into her book bag before taking the hand that her offered.

'Maybe next time Cedric. Sorry'