Chapter 8
"So, have you done it with Oliver yet?" Kate demanded when the girls were alone in their dormitory.
"Not that it's any of your business, but no," Amelia replied.
"They may not have done it yet, but she's thinking about it," Charity accused. Amelia blushed heavily. She was used to Kate and Charity teasing her about her sex life, or lack thereof, but she was still uncomfortable having these conversations with them.
"So, what's stopping you?" Kate asked.
"I don't want him to think I'm a total whore," Amelia answered. "Also, I'm completely nervous, since I have no experience. What if it hurts? What if I'm not good at it?"
"Amelia, calm down," Charity ordered. "It's just sex. Oliver loves you; it won't matter to him if it's not earth shattering. And it will hurt, but only for a second."
"How would you know?" Amelia asked, accusingly.
"Well," Charity started, blushing, "I've been dating Roger for several months now and he took me to the Ravenclaw changing rooms, and we sort of had a little…interlude there." Amelia's chin dropped as she looked on, astonished.
"Did you know about this?" she asked Kate, who nodded, sheepishly. "Why didn't I know about this?"
"It happened while you were sleeping with Oliver and we didn't really have a chance to talk since then," Charity replied. "So, when are you and Oliver going to do it?"
"I'm not sure," Amelia answered. "If and when it happens, I'll fill you in, but no details."
"Do you know the charms?" Charity asked.
"What charms?" Amelia replied.
"The birth control charms," Charity said. "It's important that you know them if you're thinking of doing it with him. My Mum taught me just before 5th year. Maybe Oliver knows them."
"My parents are muggles," Amelia answered, exasperated. "Do you think Oliver knows them? What if he doesn't know them? What if he DOES know them? Oh, bollocks! This is too much."
"Merlin, Ames, calm down," Kate ordered. "You haven't done anything yet, so relax. And if Oliver knows them, that's probably a good thing. If you're that nervous, ask him."
She inhaled deeply and said, "What are the charms and how do you do them?" For the next hour, Charity, Kate, and Amelia gossiped and laughed together. Charity taught Amelia the birth control charms, "just in case."
The next morning, Amelia and Oliver ate breakfast together. "So, I've been thinking that I'll take you up on that football offer," Oliver said. "You can show me how good you are."
"That sounds like fun," Amelia replied. "When are we going to play this game?"
"Today's Sunday, so why not after lunch?"
"Hurry up and eat already!" Amelia scolded, suddenly very excited. "I'll want to get the entire pitch set up."
Several hours later, Amelia and Oliver met up in the common room to go play football at the Quidditch pitch. Amelia had set up a goal and brought her football out. "Now, you might want your Keeper's gloves," she warned. "I'm fairly good at this."
"Alright," Oliver said; he ran into the locker room and grabbed his gloves. He returned just in time to watch Amelia kick a shot at the goal and put it in the corner of the net with alarming accuracy and speed. He took his spot in goal as Amelia directed him and watched her closely. She took the first shot and he dove right while she shot left, scoring on him.
"Bloody hell!" he exclaimed. "How did you hit that corner when you were looking the other way?"
"Don't watch my head," she ordered. "Watch my feet; they'll tell you where I'm going."
On the next shot, Oliver did as she directed and watched her feet. He guessed she was going to shoot to his right and she did, but she put the ball just out of the reach of his gloves. He was quite impressed by her abilities. "You really would make a fine chaser," he suggested.
"I'm not that good a flyer yet," she rebutted. Then, she took another shot, but Oliver was able to catch it.
An hour and a half later, they were both sweaty and exhausted. Oliver suggested they put the things in the locker rooms so that they could play again another day. "Can I ask you something?" Amelia queried on the way into the locker rooms.
"You just did, but you can ask something else," Oliver teased.
"Do you, um, know the charms?" she asked, stuttering.
"Which charms?" Oliver replied, somewhat oblivious. When she started stammering worse, he sat her down on the bench in the locker room and said, "Whatever it is, just say it."
"The birth control charms," she blurted. "Do you know them?"
Oliver started coughing on air, and blushing. When he settled himself, he answered, "Yes. My Da taught me when I was in 5th year. Why are you asking this now?"
"Because last night in the dorms the girls were telling me about them," Amelia said. "My parents are muggles; they don't know about these things, and then I just sort of spiraled from there."
"Overboard?" he asked.
"A bit," she answered, taking a calming breath. "I just got freaked out after everything and then Charity told me about her and Roger."
"Davies?" Oliver interrupted; Amelia nodded. "I always thought he was gay."
"Apparently not," Amelia replied. "And apparently he needed some consolation after we beat him at Quidditch, but can we focus on us for a minute?"
"Ames, calm down," Oliver ordered. "We've talked about this and I'm not going to force you to do anything unless you're completely comfortable with it. I won't harm you. I promise." Oliver whispered the last 2 words into Amelia's ear and the feel of his breath on her neck gave her goose flesh. Oliver nibbled at her earlobe and kissed her neck. He moved to kiss her mouth and, once he was certain she had calmed, he pulled back.
"Thanks," she said, "but why did you stop?"
"Because now is not the time," he answered. "Let's get to dinner. I've heard there may be turkey." Amelia laughed at Oliver, but took the hand he offered her and followed him back into the grounds. They met up with their friends at the Gryffindor table and returned to the common room after eating.
The Easter holidays soon arrived and Amelia thought she would either drown in homework, or hex Oliver for being a git. He became overly obsessed with the Quidditch final, especially when he figured out that Gryffindor could still win the cup. At one point, she refused to speak to him for a day because he annoyed her so badly. "Ames," he whined, following her into the common room. "I'm sorry."
She ignored him and continued up the stairway to the girls' dormitory. Not paying attention, Oliver continued to call her back and followed her, until the stairs turned into a slide and he landed on the common room floor with a dull thud. Amelia turned around, looked at him in a crumpled heap, and began to laugh uncontrollably. "I'm sorry," he called to her again.
"Yes, you are," she joked, descending the stairs. "And you're forgiven. Now, could you please talk about something that is not quidditch for at least five minutes?"
"I promise," he said. "Care to sneak out somewhere? It'll be just the two of us, I promise."
She took his hand and they exited the common room again. "Where are you taking me?" she asked.
"We're allowed to visit Hogsmeade," he answered. "I thought we'd take a walk to the village."
As they walked around the village, Amelia and Oliver talked about a lot of things, and none of them had anything to do with Quidditch. Amelia was quite happy when they eventually returned to the castle. When she returned to her dormitory, she grabbed her friends. "I think I'm going to do it," she announced.
"WHAT?!" squealed Charity.
"I'm going to do it with Oliver," she repeated.
"When?" Kate asked.
"After the quidditch final," she said.
"What made you decide this now?" Charity asked. "Not that I'm saying it's a bad thing, I'm just curious."
"I think it was the fact that even though we've come close several times, including last night in his dorm, he hasn't pressured me and today I realized that I really love him," Amelia answered. "It just feels right."
"This is so amazing," Kate cooed. "Now, you lot have to find me a boyfriend."
"What about George?" Amelia offered. "He seems quite taken with you."
"Are you sure?" Kate asked. Amelia promised that she noticed George paying especially close attention to Kate, much to Fred's disappointment. Several hours later, the girls decided that it was time for bed.
By the time classes resumed, Kate and George had actually spent several hours together, alone. They agreed to start dating by the time the quidditch final rolled around. The final was a tough game and Harry, the Gryffindor seeker, was under enormous pressure to catch the snitch at exactly the right moment. Oliver was pestering him about it when Amelia finally decided that the boy had enough. "Oliver," she whispered, so that only he could hear her. "Win or lose, I've got a surprise for you after the game."
"What kind of surprise?" he asked.
"The kind that you're sure to like," she promised. She nibbled on his earlobe and kissed him on the neck. Her stomach felt full of butterflies, but she wasn't going to back out. She promised herself that she and Oliver would have sex that night.
Amelia stopped her ministrations abruptly and left Oliver confused as she joined the throngs of students heading out to the pitch. She joined Kate and Charity in the Gryffindor stands. "So, does he know yet?" Charity asked.
"He knows I've got a surprise for him after the match, but he doesn't know what it is," Amelia answered. "I didn't tell him what I was planning because I didn't want to distract him from the game."
"I'm sure he has an idea," Kate teased. "Look, he's waving." Amelia looked over to where Kate was pointing and saw Oliver wave at her. She blew him a kiss before he took his position in front of the goals.
Oliver couldn't for the life of him figure out what kind of surprise Amelia was planning. He asked the twins in the locker room, but they were out of the loop and he knew that she didn't really hang around with anyone else on the team. Unfortunately, he would have to wait until the game was over. He flew out onto the pitch and saw her in the stands with her friends. He threw her a friendly wave and she blew a kiss back. He thought about things for a moment and almost thought he had it figured out when Madam Hooch blew her whistle and started the game.
The game seemed to take forever, but Harry was careful to wait until the right time to catch the snitch. In the end, Gryffindor won by enough of a margin to win the cup. Oliver got teary eyed when they brought the cup out and handed it to him. The crowd of Gryffindors on the field grew as the stands emptied. Amelia got caught in the tide and couldn't find Oliver for nearly a minute. When she did find him, she jumped into his arms and kissed him fully. "I'm so proud of you!" she shouted above the din.
"Can you believe we won?" he replied.
"Of course I can. You were brilliant," she said. "All of you."
"I know," he said, setting her down. "So, when do I get this surprise?"
"Soon, I promise." She looked around and noticed that many of the group had left the field, heading for the common room and a massive victory party. Fred and George gave her a smirk as they snuck off, probably to supply food and beverages.
"Shall we go back, then?" Amelia asked when they were left alone on the field.
"No," he said. "I want to kiss you right here." He bent down and kissed her again. Again, he lifted her off her feet and held her tightly. "I love you."
"I love you, too, Ol," she replied. "Now, put me down and hit the showers or there will be no surprise." Oliver nearly pouted, but did as he was told. Amelia went into his office and considered for a moment how she would get Oliver alone and where she would want to sleep with him, until she realized that they were alone and there was a lovely sofa in the office. She enlarged it a bit with a wave of her wand. She also conjured some candles and lit them, giving the room a soft glow. "Are you ready?" Oliver asked from the doorway.
"I thought maybe we'd stay here for a bit," she suggested, slowly unbuttoning her shirt and taking it off.
"What are you doing?" Oliver asked.
"I would think that's fairly obvious," she teased. "Come over here, idiot. You can't kiss me from across the damn room."
Oliver gave her a wry smile, but did as she asked and crossed the room, kissing her. She took his hand and led him to the sofa and the make-shift bed she created. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, Oliver," she promised. "I'm sure." She pulled his t-shirt over his head and let him lay her down on the sofa. He caressed her with his hands, and with his mouth, laying soft kisses on her neck and chest. She played with his hair and moved her hands to his chest, where she traced small circles.
She could feel him pressing against her and for a moment considered whether she would be able to handle it, but refused to back out. He snaked his hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. He paused to ask permission to proceed and when she gave him a small nod, he slid her bra off her shoulders and tossed it to the floor.
Amelia's hands trembled as she unbuttoned Oliver's trousers. He noticed and grabbed them, steadying her. He kissed her fingers and finished unzipping his own pants. They both quickly shed the rest of their clothing, Oliver calming Amelia with gentle kisses on her neck and mouth. Oliver grabbed his wand and cast a contraceptive charm. Then, he asked, "Are you ready?"
"Yes," Amelia answered. Oliver kissed her soundly and entered her. His mouth muffled her gasp and when he paused, he noticed a tear on her cheek.
"Are you alright?" he asked, concern etched on his face.
"I'm fine," she promised. "Just, don't stop." He paused briefly, but kept going.
When they finished, they lay on the sofa for several long minutes, Oliver holding Amelia. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Good," she answered. "Tired and sweaty, but good."
"Fancy a shower?" he offered. She nodded and they went back into his shower to clean up before returning to Gryffindor tower.
When Oliver and Amelia returned to Gryffindor tower, the victory party was in full swing. Several people noticed them walking in and shouted. "Oliver! Speech!" Oliver blushed, but took a place in the center of the room. "We had a great team this year," he said. "We wouldn't have won the cup without everyone bringing something. Fred, George, your bats were fantastic today! Ang, Alicia, and Katie, you flew like I've never seen you before! Harry! You had great timing to catch the snitch!" Oliver got teary eyed for a moment and inhaled deeply. He hadn't noticed Amelia standing by his side until she squeezed his hand.
"And let's not forget our dear Captain," Fred shouted. "Without you, Ollie, we never would have known what 5:00 AM looked like. And may we never see it again!" The entire common room erupted into laughter and Oliver and Amelia found a corner to share.
Throughout the night, several people came over to offer Oliver congratulations on a game well played. Kate and Charity stopped by, exchanged looks and begged Amelia to come with them. "I'm going to be interrogated," Amelia whispered to Oliver as they half-dragged her to their dormitory.