Chapter 9

Harry was falling to his death and it was all my fault, stupid superstition. We all rushed to his side but he was soon surrounded by teachers and hurried to the hospital wing. We all followed, well everyone except Wood, but we weren't immediately allowed in to the hospital wing so we sat outside waiting.

"Guys, it's my fault, I fell asleep without a guy!" I said ready to cry.

"Jess don't be daft, that's just a superstition. It had nothing to do with what happened." Alicia said. I know she was kind of right but it does follow the trend, I sleep alone, we loose. Ron and Hermione arrived with the remains of Harry's broom just before we were allowed in. He woke up a little bit after we gathered around his bed. The twins suggested that Oliver was trying to drown himself.

"Jess maybe you should go talk to him." George said.

"Are you kidding me, me? I'm mentally unstable at the moment, mostly because of that git! Plus he hates me right now, the sight of me might just push him over the edge!" I started to protest.

"But you can make him calm down and see sense, go sort things out with him, and kick him in the ass from us!" Fred said. I glared at them and stormed my way back to the dressing rooms.

"OLIVER WOOD, where the fuck are you, you asshole?" I shouted. Upon hearing the shower still on I grabbed a towel and headed towards the cubicle that was occupied.

"My eyes are closed now take this freaking towel, cover yourself and talk to me, cos you better not be dead dude!" I demanded, hoping to hear his voice and that he hadn't actually killed himself. I felt a hand take the towel out of my grasp and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can open your eyes now." He said as he left the cubicle, his head down. I followed him back to the dressing room, unsure of what I was going to say. I wanted to scream at him, until I saw him sit down with his head in his hands, I think he's crying.

"Oliver?" I moved towards him and kneeled on the floor in front of him and gently removed his hands from his face, looking worryingly into his chocolate eyes. "It's not that bad, you can still win the Cup." I said hopefully but he shook his head.

"Unlikely, well at least your superstition was quashed." He said quietly. I frowned my usual confused frown at him.

"Erm no it hasn't, it's been proven if anything. Can't believe Harry had to pay the price for that though." Oliver looked up suddenly.

"Oh Merlin, shit, is he ok?" he said with a look of panic on his face.

"He'll be fine, he just woke up. I'm more worried about you at the moment. Seriously Wood, it's not the end of the world, we can win the cup, we will bloody win the cup, we're the best team easily!" Wood smirked at me, oh I missed that smirk. Wait why is he smirking.

"What do you mean it proved your superstition?"

"Well I didn't have anyone to sleep with did I?"

"What do you mean you didn't have anyone to sleep with?

"Well, I suppose I could have gone into the twins dorm, but it wouldn't have been safe in there I bet, or maybe Harry, but I think that might scar him for life." I shrugged, I had no other options.

"What about Ty?" He said

"Why the hell would I sleep with Ty? I'd rather sacrifice the game thanks."

"You aren't going out with him then? But I saw you kiss him!"

"No, you saw him kiss me for a split question then I pushed him off and told him off, then I ran to the castle and..." I just shrugged the end of the sentence. Oliver put his face back into his hands and began to talk.

"I'm sorry Jess. I've been an ass to you and you didn't deserve it. I thought you were going out with him."

"Oliver, would I have slept in your bed if I had a boyfriend?"

"Well I dunno, maybe to win the game?"

"That's what I thought about you when I saw you with that girl." He looked up at me then.

"I really like you Jess, that's why I've been a dickhead for the last few weeks, I was just so jealous." I smiled at him and pecked him on the cheek.

"It's ok dude, I like you too, plus I guess I might have gotten kinda jealous too." He smiled at me.

"You like me? I didn't think I had a chance with a professional quidditch player like you." he said cheekily.

"Oi, I told you to stop calling me a professional." I said playfully hitting him on the arm as he caught my waist in his strong arms. Our faces grew closer and closer until our lips were barely touching each other and we paused before simultaneously moving our lips together in the most knee-weakening kiss imaginable. Butterflies were fluttering in every inch of my body as I reached my hands around his neck and he pulled me closer. I felt his towel loosen and I reluctantly pulled away giggling.

"Maybe you should get that" I said trying not to look down. He shrugged and covered himself again.

"Well now I'm sure we're going to win the cup this year!" He said smirking.

"Why so sure all of a sudden?" I questioned

"Oh, because there's no way you'll be found sleeping without me by your side from now on!"

Well that's it finished, they lived happily ever after! Hope you liked it! Please do review! :D Thanks very much for reading! xxx