It was a couple days later, Christina was working in the pet shop. She was restocking the shelves when a pair of arms wrapped around her. She jumped slightly until she realized who it was.
"Hey love," Oliver murmured in her ear.
"Hey Ollie, I've missed you," she smiled at the sound of his voice.
Oliver smiled. "I missed you too."
She spun around in his arms to look up into his brown eyes. They were beautiful.
"Are you almost finished with work?" he asked.
"Just about."
Oliver nodded and bent down to kiss her passionately. She tangled her hands in his shaggy brown hair as his hands hovered at the bottom of her shirt.
Before they could go further someone cleared their throat. She pulled away from her boyfriend to see her dad.
"Hey Mr. Finch- Fletchley," Oliver greeted sheepishly.
Francis chuckled. "I was young once."
"I don't want to hear about your escapades with mum," Christina laughed.
"This is your opportunity to invite Oliver to the company Christmas party," Francis said.
Christina argued. "I doubt he wants to attend a stuffy Christmas party, dad."
"I'd love to. I was going to invite you to my team's Christmas party too. I'm going to be hosting it this year."
"I don't think you want to spend your birthday at my company Christmas party, Ollie," she argued.
Oliver argued. "I don't care that it's on my birthday. That means I get to spend my birthday with you."
She finished off work and went home. Oliver accompanied her home and Bethany ran to hug them.
"Santa got me what I wanted!"
"He did?"
Bethany nodded. "I told him I wanted Oliver to come home since I hated seeing you sad."
She smiled and ruffled her daughter's hair lovingly. "You're clearly a Hufflepuff, Effie."
"Just like Uncle Justin!" she squealed.
She nodded again as Oliver wrapped his arm around her waist. Bethany left the kitchen.
"Do you want to continue what we were doing earlier?" Oliver asked hopefully.
She didn't respond; she just pulled Oliver up to her room and they began snogging passionately again. They soon landed on her bed.
"You're such a good kisser, Ollie," she complimented.
"Thanks, Chrissy," he smiled as his hands slid deftly under her shirt and they were halfway up to her breasts when there was a knock on the door.
They pulled apart rather sexually frustrated.
"Come in!"
"Hey Oliver, do you want to stay for dinner?" Shelia asked her daughter's boyfriend.
"Sure, Mrs Finch- I mean Shelia," he replied.
Sheila smirked, noticing her daughter's boyfriend's hands under her shirt. "I was going to ask if either of you wanted to help with dinner but clearly you have other plans. There's condoms in the bathroom if you need them."
Christina blushed deeply as her mum walked out of the room. "You know this might sound weird but I've dreamt about you making love to me in my childhood bed."
"You have?"
She nodded. "You don't think it's weird?"
"Definitely not. I have a similar dream of making love to you on the Quidditch Pitch."
"You want to make love to me in public, Oliver?"
He explained further. "It's not in public technically."
"I've been having dreams like this since I not so accidentally saw you naked on Halloween," she admitted shyly.
He teased. "So, you want to see me naked again?"
"I do but do you want to see me naked? I'm sure my body isn't as taut as yours."
"I'm sure you're beautiful, Chrissy," he assured her lovingly.
She sighed. "You didn't answer my question, Ollie."
"Of course, I want to see you naked but whenever you're comfortable. It doesn't have to be right now. I'm satisfied with just snogging and feeling you up."
A few seconds later there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Aaron strode in. "Oh, I expected to walk in on you two shagging each other's brains out."
"You sound disappointed, Aaron," she teased.
"I am," he joked.
"So, what's up?"
He shifted his feet. "Gran and Grandpa are here."
"They are?"
He nodded. "They brought over a girl to set me up with but I'm nervous to tell them that I'm gay."
"Why does it matter that you like guys?" Oliver asked him.
"You don't care that I like guys?" Aaron asked his sister's boyfriend.
Oliver shook his head and hopped up from the bed to help Christina up. They walked down to the kitchen.
"Hey gran," Christina greeted.
"Hey sweetie."
Oliver said. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Finch- Fletchley. I'm your granddaughter's boyfriend of nine months, Oliver Wood."
"It's nice to meet you."
"You too."
"Oliver?"
He turned to see Alicia.
"You two know each other?" Christina asked.
Oliver nodded. "Yes, we were on the Gryffindor Quidditch team together."
"Oh, okay."
"Alicia, this is our grandson Aaron. He's around your age."
Alicia smiled politely. "It's nice to meet you."
"You too."
"Why don't you two get to know each other," Ethel suggested.
"Okay."
They walked to the living room.
"So, you and Oliver went to school together?" Aaron asked.
"Yes, we did."
Aaron nodded. "That's cool, what position do you play in Quidditch?"
"Chaser. My girlfriend is also a chaser and she plays with Oliver."
Aaron said. "That's a relief, I'm also not interested in women but my grandparents don't know that yet."
Alicia nodded and turned to Oliver. "So, this is the famous Christina that you can't shut up about."
Oliver smiled and wrapped his arm around Christina as James walked in.
"Hey grandpa," Christina greeted.
He smiled at his granddaughter but turned to his oldest grandson. "I'm sorry about your gran."
"No problem, grandpa. Alicia seems nice but I'm not really interested."
James nodded. "Because you like guys?"
"You know I'm gay?"
James nodded again. "I do."
Aaron sighed in relief. Now to tell his gran.