I woke up with a start and immediately got dressed, today was the Quidditch game between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. It was the second match, we had already beat Hufflepuff by a mile. If we won against Ravenclaw, we were going to be playing Slytherin for the cup. This is what it apparently always came down to. I made my way down to the Great Hall for breakfast, and sat far away from Oliver, which meant I sat far away from the twins. I noticed the twins' odd stares, and Oliver's cold one. Fred jumped up and headed in my direction.
"Why aren't you sitting with us? Did Oliver say something to piss you off last night?"
He sat down next to me, "he think's I like Flint. I don't in fact, I like him, but now, I don't think I do anymore."
I just looked at my food, and I could tell Fred was thinking this all over in his head.
"You fancy Oliver Wood?"
I nodded and I felt Fred wrap his arms around me, "it's okay, Anya, he'll get over it soon."
He lifted my chin up and I looked him in the eyes. Most people thought Fred as a senseless prankster. He was however, way more then that, he was a really good friend, and he mostly had the best advice ever.
"I'll eat with you, if you'd like, I can tell George to just eat with Oliver."
"Nah, its okay, I'm about to go to the library before the game anyways."
"So, you are coming to see the game?"
"Why would I miss seeing my two favorite people play something that makes me so hot?" I said sarcastically.
"Ha-ha, you're really funny. I'll see you at the game then."
He walked off, as I stood up and headed to the library. I sat down, and Marcus came in not even five minutes later.
"Anya, I'm so glad I found you, I need to ask something."
He sat down across from me, and behind him I could see Wood glaring at me. I turned my head back to Marcus, "what is it?"
"I know that this girl, she likes me, and you know how I'm branded as a vile monster, I want to ask her to come with me to Hogsmeade. How do you think I should go about it?"
"Just ask her, I mean if you get rejected there is more out there."
He smiled then leaned back, "talk to Wood yet? He looks like he's been in a cranky ass mood lately."
"No, he hates me," I let my head wonder around to make sure he wasn't listening.
"Well, you know, you can always talk to him, right? I mean you guys used to be friends, right?"
"I don't even want to try and talk to him, he just pisses me off royally, I can't believe I liked him."
"Well, at least you can watch him play, and daydream, without him thinking about it now."
"Yeah, I suppose, you watching the game?"
He looked down at his watch, "yeah it starts in an hour. I'll see you there?"
I nodded and he walked out of the room. I left not long after him and found Fred walking towards the pitch.
"Sit where I can see you, I want to wave and what-not."
"I'll try, oh and Fred," he leaned his head back as if to say what.
"I'm going to talk to you after the game, its important."
He nodded as I went to find my seat. I looked a few rows up and found Marcus sitting next to some girl. She was pretty, had long black hair, and was relatively skinny. That must be the girl he was talking about. I looked around as all the team from my house was coming out, and as promised, Fred and George both waved to me. The game was long and when it ended it was snowing. I made my way to the locker room, to wait on Fred, it had become like a tradition. George came out first and said he was going to go with Spinnet to party or something like that. I waited for what seemed like forever, and Fred finally showed up. We walked into the common room, and surprisingly a lot of people weren't there today. We both agreed they must be celebrating. We sat in silence for a bit until everyone had definitely gone, Fred even went as far as checking the stairs to the dorms. What a nut he is sometimes. He continued to check the furniture, just to get me to laugh, and to make himself look stupid. He finally gave up and sat back down next to me, looking right into me.
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