Okay I'm sorry it's so short but some shit goes down here. You get a peek into Dracos mind, and is something going on with Harry and Olivia? Well get to reading if you wanna find out! I really hope you guys review (and to be on the safe side the only think I own is Olivia Stone and her family everything else belongs to our queen J.K. Rowling) As always I love yo faces and I hope you like this chapter.
"Olivia! I'm being serious now, wake up." I groaned as Hermione tried to wake me up for the third time that morning. "If you don't get up now you'll miss breakfast and be late to class." she scolded me. She then quickly and in one fluent motion swept my blanket off of me with the flick of her wand.
"Fine! I'm up!" I fussed as I lifted myself from the bed. "Well that was certainly a rude awakening, you know I liked it better when you threw pillows at me." I laughed while running a hand through my messy locks.
"You should be thanking me, If it weren't for me you would have been late to you first class, and speaking of the pillows can I please have mine back now?" she pleaded.
"Here take your darn pillows!" I quickly chucked them at her. The first was right on target but the second ended up missing Hermione and pegging Ginny in the face.
"Do you want a rematch Stone?" Ginny asked, reminding me of me and Ginny's previous experience with pillows.
"Anytime and place Weasly." I replied with a friendly smile on my face, she laughed as she picked up the pillow and began to charge.
"Ginny we haven't got time for this." Hermione put a hand up in protest, stopping Ginny in her tracks. "Olivia go get ready now, Ginny come downstairs with me." Ginny and I huffed like children, crossed our arms and headed our separate ways.
Hermione and Ginny were already dressed and ready to go so I guessed that I had a limited amount of time to get myself dressed.
I got ready at lightning speed. Jumping into my uniform and throwing my robe on. I quickly, but neatly applied my make up, and didn't have the time to do my hair so I just brushed it, letting my auburn locks flow freely past my shoulders.
"Olivia what's taking you so long?" Harry yelled from below.
"I'm comin! I'm comin!" I shouted back. I bounced down the steps only to see that the common room was empty, and that everyone but Harry had gone.
"Where is everyone?" I asked surprised while stumbling on the last step.
"They've all gone down to breakfast, which we are going to miss if we don't hurry up. What was taking you so long anyway?"
"Beauty takes time my friend." I said sarcastically then gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder. He shook his head and chuckled.
"Got everything have you?" he asked politely. I felt my robe pocket to make sure my 'wand' was there before nodding yes.
"Yep lets go." we exited the room and made out way to meet our fellow Gryffindors.
"So are you going to see Malfoy again?" Harry asked as we turned a corner.
"I don't know. After what I said to him last night I don't think he'd want to see me." I said regret sprinkled onto my every word. What I said to him that night may have been the truth, it may have been what was right, and it may have been what I strongly believe in, but it was not something that should have been done. I couldn't shake the pain that I felt because Draco would probably never want to talk to me or even see me again, but I also couldn't shake how mad I was, and how much I hated what he believed in. In that moment my guilt was winning over my anger, but I knew the minute I saw Malfoy that anger would make a strong comeback.
"Hey now, don't get all worked up over Malfoy." Harry stopped me by putting his hands on my shoulders, he had to bend down a bit so that he could make eye contact with me. The familiar burn of tears was threatening my eyes so I tried my hardest not to look directly in his but he wasn't having it. "Olivia look at me." I let out a deep breath and did as I was told. "What you did was right, you have no need to feel sad alright? If anything Malfoy should be the one crying because he lost you, you didn't lose him."
Say what you want about that boy but one things for sure. He sure knows how to give a good pep talk.
"Thanks Harry." I half smiled at him. We stayed like that for a few seconds until something happened. It was nothing that you could see or hear, but the feeling and atmosphere snapped into something totally different. The intense way that Harry was staring at me made me a bit uncomfortable, and I couldn't tell if I liked the look he was giving me or if I should have ran away. Hold up? I thought to myself as Harry's green eyes continued to stare into my blue ones. Does Harry like me? And more importantly do I like Harry? I couldn't take it anymore. The air felt too thick to breath, my uniform felt like it had shrunk three sizes, and Harry's eyes were no longer comforting me but what was behind them was raising some very alarming questions.
"We should probably go now. Don't want to be late now do we." I shook his hands off my shoulders and the rest of the way there I didn't once look into Harry's eyes.
Once we awkwardly entered the hall Ron saw us and waved us over. Seeing the rest of my friends put me at ease and made me feel like being my smart ass self again.
"Thanks for waiting for me guys." I aimed my sarcastic comment to all five of my friends.
"I'm sorry Olivia, but I'm not going to be late to class just because you can't get up on time." Hermione fired back
"At least Harry was there so you wouldn't get lost in this monster of a school." Ginny joked.
"Was no trouble at all." Harry said a little too sincerely, causing Ginny's laughter to stop and the smile to fall from my face.
Once Harry and Ron became wrapped up in their conversation and no one else was listening I tugged on Hermione's robe sleeve.
"Ouch, Olivia what is it?" Hermione asked while straightening out her robe sleeve.
"I need to talk to you. Something's happened." I whispered lowly.
"With Malfoy?" She whispered back. I shook my head furiously.
"No. With Harry. On the way here… well I was feeling kind of sad about the whole Malfoy situation." She gave me a look that said 'I need all the information woman' "I got in a fight with Malfoy last night big shocker!" I filled her in "anyway I was feeling kind of bad about yelling at him, so Harry was being really nice and making me feel better, and well while he was looking at me something… changed." I tried my best to explain what happened but I found it to be a bit hard.
"What exactly… changed?" She questioned.
"I guess, it was the way he was looking at me that changed. It kind of freaked me out but I kind of liked it I guess. I'm just very confused right now." I put my face in my hands.
"Olivia, are you saying that you think Harry fancies you, and that you might fancy him?" Hermione smiled a bit to herself.
"No, that is not what I am saying at all Hermione." I quickly denied the half truth.
"Well then what are you saying?"
"I'm saying that I think Harry fancies me and I'm not sure yet if I fancy him back." I corrected.
"But you think that you could-" Hermione was cut off by Ginny interrupting our little whisper fest.
"So Olivia, are you ready to go to class?" She broke me and Hermione up.
"What? But I've just got here, I haven't even eaten anything." my voice went up and octave in surprise.
"That's what you get for being lazy." She sung as she made her way out of the hall.
I sighed then started to repeatedly bang my head against the table.
"Calm down Olivia." Hermione lifted me from my mini meltdown. "Grab a piece of toast and we'll finish our talk later okay?" She smiled reassuringly.
I smiled back, lifted myself from the table with a piece of toast wedged between my teeth and headed to charms with Hermione. Before I left though something caught my eye. The patch of white hair that I love to hate got my attention. I stood there for a few seconds just staring at him. Thinking. What is it about this bi polar boy that makes me want to punch him in the face and then help ice his fat lip. Wow now he's gotten me sounding bi polar. OH SHIT he caught me staring at him. Run away run away! GO GO! KICK IT IN THE ASS STONE!
I quickly grabbed Hermione by the wrist and pulled her from the great hall. If only I could read minds, then I would have heard Draco think this.
Why can't I stop thinking about her, and all the things she said (well actually yelled) at me last night. The only persons who's ever had the gall to speak to me that way was Potter, but I almost hexed him. So why don't I want to hex her? Where is she anyway? Is that her? Is she looking at me? Oh shit! She saw me staring at her, great now I've made her run away.
SO! What did you think. Personally I think the whole what she thought then what he thought thing was funny but if not then send me a review saying how much of a loser I am and how much I need to get a life, or if you got a little chuckle out of it then send me a review saying... well whatever the hell you feel like saying I guess. IMMA GO TO SLEEP NOW BITCHES!