Chapter five:
The rest of the train ride ended up being awkward and silent. Any conversation there actually was ended up concerning the weather, or how worried they were with passing potions this year. The lack of topics is what carried on the potions conversation to dinner, where Oliver seemed still the whole time.
"Everyone one knows that git of a teacher couldn't teach a monkey to eat a banana, let alone provoke a class full of students to mimic the potions he makes." Fred said as if spilling his heart and soul into his statement which he made into more of an opinion.
"On the contrary Fred, I quite believe that Professor Snape is excellent teacher. He may have not perfected the whole teacher working hands-on with the student thing, but he makes the potion a bit simpler then it actually is or should be." Allison stated disagreeing with Fred's accusations towards the Professor.
"Pfffht." Is what came out of both Fred and George's mouth(along with a bit of food).
"Name one way that Snape made a potion easier." George begged Allison, shoving a whole roll in his mouth.
"Well…"Allison thought,"…there was that one time he taught us the blood-replenishing potion. That wasn't as difficult as I thought it up to be." she stated matter-of-factly as she took a sip from her goblet of pumpkin juice.
"Wasn't it you and your partner who were the ones who ended up having to stay after class to re try their potion for the fourth time when Professor Snape taught us that one?" Katie questioned innocently picking at the plate of food in front of her.
"Well yes. B…But that was only because. Well it was only because my partner grabbed the wrong ingredients." Allison defended.
A quiet snicker was heard at their section of the table and it showed to be contagious. Within a few seconds everyone, but Allison, was laughing.
"I don't find any of you funny a'tall." Allison said crossing her arms in anger.
Fred and George gave a look of sincerity and then a fake puppy dog face. Then they started off in one of their freaky twin things that they do.
"We were only poking fun at you Allison…" Fred started.
"We didn't mean to upset you in any way," George continued,"After all you are our favorite bookworm…."
"And you know we're your favorite twins." Fred said finishing his brothers sentence and flashing a smile in Allison's direction.
Allison pondered for a few seconds about what they had said. Almost as if seeing if what they said was apology enough for her.
"Well some of those things might be true, and your statements did seem genuine. But you guys still owe me some peppermint frogs come time to visit honeydukes." Allison said laughing at everyone's face of disgust. "And however true it is that you two are my favorite twins, it's only because you're the only twins I know. Actually come to think of it, you guys are the only twins this year." She said thinking out loud picking at her roll.
"Well that's not true. What about Simon and Peter from our herbology class?" Katie interrupted.
"Well they don't count. One they're in slytherin and two, I have said a measly amount of 6 words to them." Allison said almost in full hatred.
"Well we can't be as your face just described. I seem to recall a time when you, Miss Stapleton, fancied my brother. Isn't that true Peter?" Simon, the eldest slytherin twin questioned his brother.
As soon as they all heard the new voice enter the conversation, they turned to see Peter, the quiet content slytherin, Simon, the eldest most annoying twin(almost as annoying as Marcus flint), and the king of annoying and ugly, the infamous Marcus Flint.
It was the bringing up of Allison liking a slytherin that caused Oliver's interest in the conversation. It many have also been the fact that Marcus Flint, his arch enemy, found it necessary to bother Allison again. But after what happened on the train Oliver was going to try and make it unapparent that he was in fact fuming.
"I wouldn't call it much of a fancying really." Allison said almost in a whisper as a shade of pink covered her cheeks," it was more of a first year school girls crush."
"Ah. But I seem to recall my brother telling me of a certain incident that occurred in broom closet, previous to dinner time." Simon said rubbing it in, turning Allison's cheeks turn a cherry colored crimson.
"Oh so the whole conservative school girl look is just a front?" declared Marcus, pleased with his joke.
Allison sank in her seat, hoping it would make her less noticeable. In seeing this, her friends attempted a rescue from the conversation.
"Bugger off Flint! And take your deatheater friends with you!" George shouted.
"I don't think a mudblood loving weasel like you should be giving advice to a pureblood like me." Flint glared,"And besides if she snogged our silent Peter here, it gives me hope that I can get into her pants." Flint finished with his voice as bigheaded and proud as ever.
"I do believe its time for you to leave Flint." Allison said through clenched teeth.
"Oh I'll leave at my hearts desiring. But for now, lets talk about you and I Stapleton." He declared, flashing her a rotted smile.
"She said leave!" Oliver said, the anger in his voice rising with each word.
"And if you don't I swear to you I'll hex you into the next century." He said getting up from his seat to stand face to face with Marcus Flint.
"How many time will you have to stand up for her to realize that she doesn't want you mate, she never will." Marcus said provoking Oliver's anger.
Oliver chuckled as he partially turned to the side, clenching his fist. Catching Marcus off guard, Oliver threw a punch that hit him right on his cheek.
As a crowd began to form, Oliver shook his hand attempting to ease the pain that now shot through his hand.
"I told you to leave her alone! It wasn't as if you couldn't see that she was uncomfortable. And just because she turned you down gives you no basis to harass the girl." Oliver declared raising his voice for the entire great hall to hear.
It was clear to the teachers now that something, that couldn't be positive, was taking place. They all jumped out of their chairs and ran to the direction of the crowd to separate the students. McGonagall was the only one who could get through the students.
"Move. Move. Get out of the way!" McGonagall said pushing her way through the crowd of students.
By the time she got to the middle of the crowd, she saw the situations frantic need of control. Oliver had just turned his back to walk away into the crowd towards Allison and everyone else. In seeing Oliver's disadvantage Marcus had pulled out his wand.
"For embarrassing me I'm going to make you pay. For the rest of your life Oliver Wood, I'll make you pay. Lets see how tough you are with one of the unforgivable curses" Marcus whispered for only himself to hear.
With his wand in his hand he got up off the floor and aimed his wand at Oliver.
Allison who had been standing by, ashamed of starting such a big scene noticed Flint mutter something to himself, stand up, take out his wand and aim it at Oliver's back. A burst of fear rushed over her, and she panicked.
She stood up, ran towards him, and screamed "OLIVER!"
Her heart raced as she saw Marcus beginning to cast his spell. Oliver now realizing something was happening, turned around to see Marcus' wand pointed at his face. In alarm Oliver reached for his wand in his pocket, but not fast enough.
"Cru…" began Marcus with rage and anger in his eyes.
"No!" Allison screamed as dread took her over. Tears building up in her eyes.
"Expelliarmus!"