Yesterday, which seems so far away now seems to be nothing more than a terrible, horrific, cannot-pull-one's-eye-away-from-it dream. Sadly this is not the case for me, Oliver Wood: Man who fell through the Earth because he dug himself into such a large hole. Let us go back to yesterday, to when Katie chased me through the halls after I so eloquently apologized and then was once again ostracized.
"OLIVERRRRRRRRR!" A screaming dirty blonde chasing me down the halls of Hogwarts is not necessarily unusual but it is primarily unpleasant. I turned to see Katie running at me full force; I really didn't know she could run that fast. She's holding out on me at Quidditch practice when I make everyone do laps! While I stare at my best friend running at me and me running away from her I see her pull out her wand and start to yell somethi-BAM!
Everything went dark, and I sheepishly admit I am not a large fan of the dark. Willies and Weasley's and all that gob always creep around in the dark. So the next thing I know I am in a bed and it's rather bright outside. Sleepily I believe that all that chasing and electric blue goo was all a dream gone awry. That is until I opened my eyes and saw a Madam Pomfrey blinking owlishly at me from two inches away from my face.
The school Healer pulled back and felt my forehead, muttered a few things and said, "Mr. Wood, I do believe you should look where you are going next time. You're very lucky you ran into a column rather than an armed suit of armor or else you may have been far worse off! Now I've got just the thing to make you right so wait here—well if you could get up I should say—and relax while I make up a potion."
Blearily I watched Madam Pomfrey disappear behind the white curtains of the hospital wing. Why do all of these crazy things happen to me? Why can't something good happen, like me winning—er—my team winning the Quidditch Cup? Hm? HMMM? Why not? Obviously I have been through some trauma, what with women chasing me down to kill me. First Katie, then McGonagall then Katie again. Speaking of, where is Katie? My eyes searched the beige and white wing, scanning other beds to see if Katie was hurt too. Not finding anything I settled on the fact that I was all alone and decided to shut my eyes and get a wink more sleep. After all it had been a trying day.
When I woke again fully there was an awful looking potion beside me on my bedside table but a rather cute girl in the chair beside my bed. This raven-haired girl lit up as soon as she noticed I was looking at her. Her blue eyes glowed as she spoke, "Oh Oliver! I'm so glad you're alright. I thought you were dead! When I heard that you had run into that stone column I for sure thought that is was bad!" Tears glistened in the girl's eyes as she clutched his hand and started to pull it to her chest.
"Eh-hem." The tearful girl whipped her head around and when she saw Katie standing there with her lips slightly frowning and a quizzical look on her face she narrowed her eyes. "Excuse me? Can't you see that we're busy here? It's rude to interrupt you know." I stared at the girl who was still clutching my hand and then back at Katie whose eyes were starting to reach that critical level of "I'".
Katie stared at Oliver and that annoying girl Elise Vanderbelt. Why Oliver would even consider such a girl like that is beyond me, but I have to be bigger than her. Have to…claw…no! No claw! Bad Katie! Baad!
"But Elise, it would be ruder of me if I didn't tell you that your friends are waiting outside for you to go to dinner and wanted me to let you know they would go without you if you didn't hurry." I flashed a winning smile as if I was being a nice sincere person and not a girl that just wanted to give in and pull her hair out for being a snobbish prat.
"Oh! I'm so sorry Oliver, but I must go to dinner! I will come back later to nurse you back to health!" Elise fawned, patting a confused Oliver's hand and dashing daintily out of the hospital wing. When I looked back at Oliver he seemed puzzled, of course I'm puzzled too about the whole thing.
"Katie I-" He started to say when I interrupted with, "No Oliver, I understand…I think. I just don't understand why you didn't tell me." I finally got it out since he couldn't figure out why I was so mad at him in the first place. He stared up at me, lying against the white sheets, his toned body smothered in blankets.
"What do you mean Katie? What didn't I tell you?" Hm, those brown eyes are confused and taking on a puppy-like visage. Must…resist.
Deep breath, "I mean why didn't you tell me you were dating Elise?" I stood there nervously as he gave me a blank stare with his mouth agape.
"What?"
Oh my goooooooooosh I can't believe I actually wrote a new chapter! Today at work I just started reading through some of my more recent stories and liked Freezing Wood enough to continue on. I read through your reviews and particularly liked FieryPhoenix21's review so much I think that was the final push, "god the wait was worth it! stitches galore! LOL. Hurry the next one.. but if you make it funnier, I'll wait a year. =.="
Well FieryPhoenix21, I hope that 4 years was worth the wait!
-Menolly