Of Overly-excited Oliver

In the next few days, Novi had become the star Prefect to the First Year Gryffindors. They idolized her carefree nature and free spirit, and though she was as smart as Percy and the other Prefects, she wasn't as tight-laced and boring. They preferred to ask Novi for help with their studies and navigation around the schools than any other Prefects as she played mild pranks in good tastes to help them relax and ease into the school life.

All the while, Novi was busy preparing for the OWLs as well. She was glad to have rejected the use of the Time-Turner, she did not really care to be running around trying to achieve twelve to thirteen OWLs, like Percy.

It was only the first Friday since the start of school, and Percy had been busy running around attending all of his classes. At breakfast, Percy was nowhere to be found, and Oliver had not come back from his personal Quidditch practice, leaving Novi and Mona to eat by themselves.

"Hey Novi," Harry smiled as he entered the Hall and sat himself across the older Gryffindor.

Novi and Harry had become quite close the past few days. To Harry, it seemed that Novi kept popping up everywhere, saving him from disappearing staircases and biting doorknobs. He thought all this to be because of her friendly personality and didn't question her as he considered her to be his mentor.

"Hello, Harry. What's on the schedule today?" Novi asked, taking a bite of the fluffy scrambled eggs.

"Double Potions with the Slytherins," Ron groaned, dumping a mini heap of sugar mountain in his porridge. "Snape's Head of Slytherin House. They say he always favors them – we'll be able to see if it's true."

"Oh, it's true," Mona cut in. "He's a nightmare, honestly. Especially to Novi, he blatantly hates her."

"Why?" Harry asked, surprised. To Harry, Novi didn't seem the type of student the teachers could hate. Sure, she was goofy and thought everyone needed a laugh at times, but everyone could tell that she was very studious.

"Uh… well I don't know every details of it, but my father was a downright git at him when they attended Hogwarts together," Novi sniffed. "I could tell that he didn't like me because of the vendetta, so what did I do, being the smart person that I am? I did the exact same things my father did and pranked him on multiple occasions to live up to my father's legacy."

"Like last year when you bewitched his potions cabinet to swear at him?" Mona laughed. "Or the time when you sent him a Valentine's note saying that he needs a nose job?"

The two first years burst into a booming laughter when the mail started to fly in. Novi noticed Errol flying and dropping a letter for Ron, and a snowy white owl, dropping off a little note for Harry, when a letter from Remus arrived via school barn owl.

Dearest Novi

Sorry I didn't warn you about Harry's arrival in advance, it completely flew over my head that he was already 11. I'm glad to hear that he has made friends with the younger Weasley boy, and adapting to Hogwarts well. I trust that you are keeping an eye on him, and hope that you're not teaching him anything fishy.

As for your question, I don't think it is wise to tell Harry about your fathers. Some things are better left unsaid, after all. But if you insist, just wait another couple years until he is more mature to tell him about the incident.

I hope you are doing well in Hogwarts, and have full confidence that you are ready for your OWLs. I am proud of you, and I know your mother, father, and uncle would have been very proud of you.

Write soon,

Moony

"Hello lovely lady," Novi heard a familiar voice whisper into her ear. She just about jumped up about a mile before whipping her head around, seeing Oliver.

"Oliver! You nearly gave me a heart failure! Make some noise when you walk," Novi bit grumpily.

"Sorry, Novi, but we do have to go to Ancient Runes. Let's go," Oliver said as he hoisted Novi out of the seat.

Mona gave her two friends a look with one of her eyebrow raised. She looked pointedly at Oliver before shrugging and waving her friends goodbye as she turned to talk to the two First Years again.

Time began to flow again in Hogwarts. Novi, Mona, Oliver, and Percy were all now very busy with the piling school work. Percy had already begun to break down and crack as he started to become more and more annoyed with everyone. Novi, still determined to study the complex art of wandlore after Hogwarts, stressed about the workload as she tried to review and preview all of her works. Mona, who wanted to become a Healer was also stressing, lagging behind in Potions class. It seemed that the only person who was not worried as much as the other three studious friends was Oliver.

Oliver always wanted to become a professional Quidditch player. He didn't really care for academics as much as his best friends and was happy with his marks so long as he didn't fail – except for useless classes such as History of Magic, which was pointless.

However, with added pressure of becoming the new Quidditch captain, he too, seemed to become more and more anxious. He was one player short in his team, a Seeker. He would've asked Mona, or even Novi, who were both excellent flyers, but knew that they would never have the time. So as he planned for the Quidditch tryouts, he began to worry.

"It'll be okay, Oliver. You'll find an excellent Seeker, I know," Mona tried to assure him as the four friends walked down the Charms corridor to Flitwick's class.

Oliver nodded gloomily at this. "Yeah, I hope so. I'm going to put up a signup sheet for the tryout in the Common Room today. Hopefully we have some potentials show up."

The four of them settled inside the class, as the bell rang. The four of them sat themselves, beginning to furiously write down what Flitwick was saying about the banishing charm they had learned last year. Well, at least the Mona, Percy, and Novi were writing notes, Oliver just sat gloomily, trusting that one of his friends would, later on, let him copy their notes.

It was then the back door opened with a quiet knock, and Professor McGonagall poked her head inside the classroom. All attention was on her as she curtly nodded to Professor Flitwick.

"Excuse me, Professor Flitwick, could I borrow Wood for a moment?" she asked.

All eyes quickly fell on Oliver now. He had his eyebrows bunched in a bit of a worry as he looked to Professor McGonagall to Professor Flitwick to Novi, who sat beside him, confused. He looked to Professor Flitwick again, who pointed for him to follow his Head of House.

When Oliver came back to the classroom he was beaming. He looked as if the weight of the world has been lifted off of his broom and had a bit of a bounce to his steps. Mona and Novi both looked at him, eyebrow raised, while Percy didn't even notice that Oliver came back as he was working on the essay that had just been assigned.

"What's up Ollie?" Mona whispered.

"It's a secret," he smiled. Then, he turned to Novi, who was still looking at him pointedly. "I'll tell you in private later, can I copy your notes now?"

Novi nodded as she passed her neatly written notes to Oliver. Oliver didn't even complain about the amount of notes she had taken and began to write the notes down word for word.

By the end of the lesson, Oliver was bouncing off of the seats, excited to tell Novi. As soon as the bell rang, he grabbed Novi's hand and ran out of the classroom, earning a lot of attention from people. He quickly went to a deserted hallway and then shoved her into one of the empty classrooms.

"Holy Helga, Oliver. Calm down before you wet yourself," Novi frowned.

"McGonagall found me a Seeker!" the boy boomed.

Novi was surprised at this. He had been all doom and gloom for the past few days, worrying about the tryout he would have to hold and McGonagall found him a Seeker? "Who?"

"Don't tell Mona, I want it to be a surprise. It's Harry Potter!" he nearly screamed. "I always thought the boy was a Seeker material. Little, light, and speedy. I can't wait 'til I tell the team!" he said. Before he suddenly pulled her Novi into a sudden hug and kissed her full on the lips. "I'll come pick you up at the library for dinner. I have to go now."

Then, he was gone. Leaving a dumbfounded Novi in the empty classroom.

She looked back at where Oliver had disappeared through the door. Not that she hadn't fantasized about kissing Oliver in the past, but she didn't expect it to actually happen, let alone, in this manner. She decided that it was probably the whim of the moment, over excitement of finding a Seeker. And trying to push the incident behind the back of her mind, she headed for the library.

Meanwhile, Oliver found his teammates in a record time and told them about Harry. He was still bouncing from the excitement of having found a Seeker that even McGonagall approved of when he had been telling them. However, when the initial excitement died over, he suddenly was reminded of his actions concerning Novi in the empty classroom.

He found Mona, who, like Novi, had been heading for the library before she got there and pulled her aside.

"Oliver? What's wrong?" he asked. Apparently it was clearly written all over his face that he was worried, and that he had screwed up something.

"Can we talk?"

"Uh… yeah?" Mona questioned, before being leading him to the pretty deserted hallway. He looked as if he was going to throw up with nerves and Mona rolled her eyes. "What the hell is wrong with you Oliver? One second you're all doom and gloom, and then you're bouncing off the walls, and now you look like someone set your broom on fire. What happened?"

Oliver swallowed some dry spit, "Ikindofsortofaccidentallykis sedNovi," he said. But Mona had already understood – how, she didn't know.

"What? How do you accidentally kiss someone? That's like Petunia saying she accidentally fell onto Bletchley's dick. It's not really possible," Mona furrowed her eyebrows.

"Parkinson had sex with Bletchley?" Oliver gagged in disgust at the new information.

"You've got to be the dumbest person if you hadn't noticed them eyeing each other since third year," Mona rolled her eyes. "But anyway, back to the topic, how did you 'accidentally' kiss Novi?"

"Well, you know how I was really excited to tell Novi about – ah… something before I took her away after Charms? Well, we were in an empty classroom, and after I told her the news, I was really excited and I just… kissed her," Oliver said lamely. Even listening to the story himself, it sounded very stupid.

"So… you told her that you've been crushing on her since first year?" Mona asked, sounding a little hopeful.

"No… I just kissed her and then left. I didn't mean to do it, I was just so happy-,"

"You are the dumbest person ever, Oliver," Mona said darkly, glaring at her friend. "You can't just kiss her and then just disappear like that! Are you an idiot!?"

"Sorry, sorry. But-,"

"NO EXCUSES OLIVER! Anyway, you're lucky that you have the whole school year to make up for your mistake Oliver. I'm not going to keep hexing the boys that have a crush on Novi for you. You need to do something," Mona said. "Now, if you don't mind. I'm going to the library."

Then, leaving Oliver in the hallway, she went to the library, quickly finding Novi at their usual table at the farthest table, nearest to the Restricted Section by the window. She was frowning a little, looking intently at the Potions essay on Draught of Peace. She didn't notice Mona approaching until she sat her book down across from the girl, sitting down loudly.

"When you're done, can we compare our essays?" Mona asked, taking her own Potions essay out.

"Yuh-huh," Novi said as she went back to her essay.

Mona was surprised, she had thought that Novi would talk to her about Oliver kissing her as soon as they saw each other. So she cleared her throat a little, looking at her. "So what did Oliver want to tell you so bad?"

Novi flinched a little, and Mona could tell the inner debate whether she should tell or not. "He found a new Seeker. I promised not to tell who it is to anyone though," Novi said nonchalantly.

"Oh. I was hoping that maybe you guys confessed your feelings for each other and had some sexy time in the broom cupboard or something," Mona shrugged.

Novi choked on her own spit at that. Earning a pointed glare from Madam Pince and from the other Senior students. She quickly calmed down, before glaring at Mona who gave her a lopsided grin.

"Watch it, Ms. Farley. I'm a Prefect, you know," Novi joked as she pointed to her Prefects badge and winked.

"Well are you going to tell him anytime soon? You've been pining over him for forever," Mona asked as if she didn't know anything. She took out her quill, and started to write her essay, trying to seem like she was making casual conversations.

"I haven't been pining over Oliver for forever, Mona. But, as for your question, I don't know, okay? A lot of things are different now, what with Harry being here. I have to look out for him, you know?" Novi scrunched her nose. "Anyway, shut up and finish your Potions essay so we can trade it. I'm going to work on some Runes, I bet Oliver hasn't even touched his homework, and it's due tomorrow."

(A/N) Yes, very cheesy chapter but we find out that Oliver had been reciprocating the feeling for quite some time! Maybe next chapter I'll be able to write some flashbacks to show how their previous years had been? Yay or Nay?

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