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My gut told me that I shouldn’t have gone, and my brain told me the same thing, that I just shouldn’t be there, but I, personally, told them both to shut up, as I continued walking down to the Quidditch Pitch. Oliver said last night that he didn’t want me there, but I didn’t necessarily understand why.

I was the current Seeker, and not to come off as cocky, but I am a damn good one, at that.

Did he really want to replace me because I was disrespecting his authority, or was he just actually trying to find a ‘reserve’ Seeker just in case something did happen to me?

I had so many questions rolling around in my head, whilst I walked. My ankles were feeling somewhat better from the last grueling practice, but I still couldn’t walk without limping. As I approached, I saw Katie and Angelina all suited up, along with the other Chasers, and I also saw Fred and George. Everyone was here, but how come I wasn’t SUPPOSE to be?

I saw Katie and Ang running over to me, “What are you doing here?” Katie asked.

“Watching the Seeker try-outs,” I simply stated.

They looked at each other confused, “Wood said that you weren’t coming today,” Angelina said, while messing with her hair.

“And why would he think that?” I asked, trying to come off as dumb.

Katie spoke, “I don’t know, that’s just what he told us this morning.”

“Well, I’m here and there’s nothing stopping me either,” I said, while smiling.

Angelina smiled back, “I’m glad you’re here though. Seriously, this try-out is bloody ridiculous, if you ask me. There’s no good point to it.”

I shrugged.

“So…” Katie started, “What are you going to do?”

“Just watch from the stands, I suppose. Wood doesn’t want me here, then he doesn’t have to know that I was,” I said. “I’ll see you guys, later.” I started walking off the field, and heading for the stands. I took my sit, making sure the Oliver couldn’t see me, at any point, and looked down at the field.

The team was gathering around Wood, probably giving another one of his famous speeches. And with that, the try-outs began. There six students trying out for the position, and Wood started explaining deals. I recognized all of them, and could easily perform them in a heartbeat. But, those six hopefuls, couldn’t do squat.

I felt sorry for them, honestly. And I began to feel some remorse for Wood, as you could tell he was getting frustrated. I saw Katie and Angelina standing off to the sides, laughing their brains out, and I couldn’t help but laugh, as well. This was kind of pathetic. What was Wood thinking?

And after three hours of watching this torture getting worse and worse, I noticed that Wood finally called everyone together, to end the day. I really wish I could hear what was being said. He was probably going off about how everyone did the best that they possibly could, or how it’s not about how good you are, it’s about how good you can become.

I laughed again.

I grabbed the jacket I had brought along with me, and started heading towards the changing rooms, hoping to talk with Katie before Wood noticed I was there. I waited by the doors, until I spotted her.

“Katie!” I yelled out her name.

She ran over to me, still laughing, “Did you watch that? I almost died out there from laughing so bloody hard,” she said. It was hard to understand her, from all the laughter coming from her throat.

“Yeah, it was definitely a sight to watch,” I said, while smiling.

“I’m going to go shower and change, I’ll meet you in the Common Rooms in an hour,” she said, while starting to walk away, slowly.

I laughed, “Okay, I’ll see you later.”

I began to walk away from the field, heading towards the castle.

Enjoy the show?” I heard, coming behind me. I turned around, and saw Wood directly behind me.

“Actually, I did. It was quite entertaining,” I said, with a wide smile. His expression, however, wasn’t as happy and excited, as mine.

“I thought I told you that I didn’t want you here today,” He said, still quite frustrated.

I just looked at him, “Well, you never gave me a good enough reason why.”

“I’m your damn captain. An order’s an order, that should be a good enough reason,” he said, getting angry.

“It’s not like I helped out or anything, I just watched,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. He was gripped his hands into fists now.

“Williams, that does not bloody matter. I gave you an order not to be here today, and you disobeyed it!” He was now yelling. I know I did come, but he was really beginning to scare me now. I have never seen him this angry before.

“Wood, why are you so upset about this?” I asked him.

He just shook his head, “Never mind, I should have just known that you wouldn’t listen to me. You never do, Williams. It’s been this way since last year.”

I just stood there, silent.

“I don’t even know what to do with you anymore, Williams. I really don’t,” He said, while looking down to the ground. I was glad he did, because I really couldn’t handle looking him in the eyes, right now. “Just leave…” He continued.

“Wood, seriously, I don’t understand…” I tried.

“JUST LEAVE!” he screamed at me. “I have absolutely nothing to explain to you anymore.”

I shook my head, realizing that walking away would probably be the best option right now, and began to walk towards the castle again. I walked into the empty Common Rooms, guessing that Angelina, Katie or any of the others hadn’t made it back yet. I sat down on one of the couches. I kept thinking about the try-outs, and wondering if Wood was actually going to pick someone to join the team. I kept questioning whether or not I should go find Oliver and apologize for watching today, or if I should just keep my thoughts to myself.

I heard someone rushing in. It was Katie, “Hey, were all going down to eat some lunch. Want to come?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said. I stood up and followed her out. “So, what did Wood say about the try-out?”  I asked her, as we were walking through the hallways.

Her eyes grew bug, “He was so disappointed and angry too, I might add.”

“He saw me,” I finally said.

She giggle, only slightly, “Well, that explains it.”

“Explains what?” I asked. She just looked at me. “What?”

“What did you say to him?” she asked, still with a smile.

“Well, he saw me, I asked why he was so damn upset that I was there, and then he just told me to leave,” I answered.

“That’s it?” she asked, confused.

“Pretty much, just leaving out unimportant details,” I said. She just shrugged.

“He’s been pretty upset with you lately, I mean, you’re not exactly on the best of terms with him right now,” he told me. I knew this, everyone knew this, it wasn’t exactly a secret.

“And your point is…?” I tried to make her continue on.

“I don’t know. I know everything between you two, but Holly, seriously, the guys having a mental breakdown, or something. Haven’t you noticed how different and quiet he’s been acting?” She asked me.

“Yeah, a little. But, it’s always been this way between us,” I said.  “Why is it just now affecting him more then it usually does?”

Shit. I shouldn’t have asked that question.

“Don’t even answer that question!” I said, interrupting her before she could make any type of comment.

“Oh, come on, Holly. What else could it possibly be?” she asked, smiling once again.

I didn’t even answer her. I didn’t want this conversation to continue any longer.

“It’s quite chilly out today, did you noticed?” I said to her. She rolled her eyes.

“Holly, stop trying to change the bloody subject,” she told me. “Listen, I think you really just need to try understanding the big picture. I’m not going to be like Angelina, and tell you to seduce him or anything of that nature, but…” she paused. I just looked at her, “Could you just try to be nicer to him?”

“I am nice, he’s the bastard,” I said. “Katie, he doesn’t like me, and I don’t like him. That’s how the universe wants it, and that’s how it’s going to stay.”

“Holly, I really don’t understand why you’re my best friend,” she said, in a joking matter.

“Because in first year, when that creepy guy named Todd wanted to kiss you, I threw a toad on him, so he wouldn’t,” I said, while laughing really loud. She began laughing again too.

“That’s right.”

We ate lunch in the Great Hall with Fred, Angelina, and George, and all the conversation, surprisingly, stayed away from Quidditch. I was quite happy about that.

“So, you guys all going to the party tomorrow night? I’m sure it’s going to be insane,” Angelina said, after taking another bite of her apple.

“Yeah, I’m going,” Katie said.

“I am too, of course. The last Quidditch season party for me, it’s kind of depressing,” I told them all.

Katie signed, “I don’t even want to think about that, my best friend leaving me.”

Angelina chuckled, “And what am I then, Katie?”

Katie stood up from the table, walked over to where Ang was sitting at the table, and hugged her tightly. Everyone started laughing and awing. I stood up myself, and limped over to them, and  joined in on the monster hug too. They looked at me.

“I felt left out,” I explained.  Everyone continued laughing.

We were having more conversations about the up-coming party tomorrow. It was going to be in the Gryffindor Common Room this year, and tons of people from the other houses were planning on coming.  This party was going to be huge. Fred and George were definitely excited for this; they’re always up for a party, and all its drama.

My friends and I were down there for a good couple of hours, and I remember I had some essay for Snape’s class that I just had to start on, especially since no homework would get accomplished tomorrow or even the day after.

I gave the password to the Fat Lady, and walked through to the Common Rooms. I was walking straight towards the dormitories, so I could go up and grab my Potions book, when I saw Oliver sitting on the floor, leaning his back against the coffee table, and from the look of it, he seemed to be crying. His eyes were puffy and red, and his face was damp. I didn’t know what to do in this situation. He wasn’t exactly happy with me right now, and even if I did go over towards him, I wouldn’t know what to say to him either. I shouldn’t bother him; I should just keep walking upstairs.

I went against my judgment.

I walked slowly, and quietly, over to him. I took a seat on floor, making sure there was space between us, and just looked at him, “What’s wrong?” I asked, as nice as I possibly could.

He didn’t move, or even look at me. “Why do you care?” He finally snapped back.

“Well, you’re sitting here, by yourself, crying. Usually when a person sees a scene like this, they feel some compassion,” I told him. He didn’t response back. I placed my head on his shoulder, “Are you going to tell me what’s up?” I asked again.

“Why would I tell you anything, Williams?”


I removed my hand from his shoulder, stood up, and walked away. I wasn’t angry, I wasn’t upset, but I wasn’t going to just stay there with him, and try to help him when he didn’t want any help in the first place. He didn’t try to stop me either. He just let me leave.

The rest of the evening went by pretty slowly. Everyone was still thinking about the party, and I had all night to complete my essays. And then, Angelina, Katie, and I spent a good time of the night picking out exactly what we were going to be wearing tomorrow. I ended up settling on black and blue dress, with a pair of black heels to go along with it.

I held the dress up in front of me and turned to Ang and Katie, “Well… how do I look?” I asked, hoping I would get a serious response.

“Some hearts are going to break tomorrow night,” Angelina said to me.

Good enough.

“Ang, if you’re talking about Oliver…” Katie started, clearly reading my mind.

“OF COURSE I AM!” She pretty much screamed for the whole word to hear. “Holly, I don’t think you understand how much chemistry there is between the two of you. You guys could have the ultimate love story.”

I just shook my head, not really knowing if I wanted to her this ‘ultimate love story’. “What is it?” I asked.

She sat down on her bed, and began talking, “Okay, here me out. It’s the story of two lovers who met when they were younger, both of them having the same goals in mind. But, they suddenly become enemies when it comes to reaching their goals. But, they realize this fight is pointless, and that their both talented. As the year goes by, the begin to understand that there is more between them, then just a friendship. They win the House Cup together, kiss on the field as it just begins to rain. And they live happily ever after. The end,” she finished, with a smile.

Katie and I looked at each and began to laugh.

“Ang, I don’t even know how to response to that,” I told her, honestly.

“You don’t have too, you can just thank me when all of this comes true,” she said to me. “You guys are at the ‘enemy’ phase in your relationship.”

Thanks for pointing out the obvious, Angelina.

“I love you to death, Angelina, but that story is ridiculous,” I said, starting to laugh really hard again.

“Whatever, Holly, you’re not taking this seriously,” Angelina said while trying to get under her covers. At that time, Katie and I were already tucked into our beds.

“How does she take something like that seriously?” Katie asked.

“I hate explaining all this to you, over and over again,” Angelina said, more towards me then Katie.

“Well… I’m not exactly the biggest fan of trying to explain to you over and over again, that Wood and I will never be anything. Even if by some miracle, we were to become friends again, there’s nothing between us that would make either of us take anything farther than a simple friendship,” I finished.

She sat up again, so she could see me, “And how do you know how Oliver feels about you?”

I gave her a look, “We fight every single day, and half of those fights, are about absolute nonsense. I think it’s pretty clear about our feelings towards each other. Katie, back me up here.” Katie didn’t say anything. “Katie?”

“I’m sorry, Holly. I’m going with Angelina on this one.” I was shocked.

“Why?” I truly wanted to know.

“Well, I mean, you guys go fight whenever you’re together, but seriously, you really don’t know how Oliver feels about you.” I was so shocked. Usually, Katie was on my side.

“I don’t know, guys.” I didn’t know what to say, really.

“Okay,” Angelina started, “Let’s start with the easy question here,  do you like Oliver?”

Whoa. Hold up a minute. But, I didn’t get a chance to speak, right away.

“Of course she doesn’t,” Katie said. Yeah, you go girl!

“Let her answer,” Angelina said, turning her attention back to me. “Well…”

I looked back and forth between Angelina’s looks of eagerness, and Katie’s looks of excitement. I knew what I wanted to say. I wanted to say no, I didn’t have feelings for Oliver. How could I really? Yes, we were friends, and since last year, he’s been the biggest bastard I have ever come to know. Who cares if his eyes were always sparkling when I saw him; who cares that he just happened to have the same passion for Quidditch as I did; who cares that he was pretty much the most gorgeous person I have ever personally got to know; who cares that he always smells amazing, except, of course, after a sweating. Who cares about all that stuff? Apparently, I did.

“Bloody hell, you do!” Katie exclaimed.

“Guys, I can explain myself…”

They started laughing so hard, that tears were running out of both of their eyes. “Holly, how come we are just now learning about this?” Angelina asked me.

I didn’t want to answer anymore of her questions, “Because… I was hoping I could just find them and they would eventually go away.”

Katie spoke first, “Well, you did an excellent job on the hiding part.”

“Shut up!”

“Holly, this is serious business. We’ve totally have to get you two together now,” Angelina said, a little too excited.


Angelina and Katie both gave me looks of confusion, “Why not?” Katie asked.

“He’s Oliver Wood, that’s why.”

“Um, so? You’re Holly Williams,” Katie said in the same tone of voice.

I looked at her, “I can’t, and he’s a bloody arse.” They laughed again.

“Yeah, he is. But, I think he treats you like that because he likes you,” Angelina stated. I didn’t believe a word coming from either of their mouths. “And honestly, Holly, Oliver would be completely crazy not to be into you. You two are like the same person…” I laughed slightly.

“Are you calling me an unfair bitch?” I asked, jokingly.

“You know what she means,” Katie said. “I don’t think I ever seen two people be so much alike.”

I was trying to really take in what they were saying, but I just couldn’t believe any of it. Oliver Wood wouldn’t ever have feeling for me, considering how were always fighting these days, or how we can never agree on anything.

“I saw Oliver crying in the Common Rooms, do you guys know what happened?” I asked. Katie shook her head to say no. So did Angelina.

“It’s probably something to do with the Seeker try-outs today,” Katie said.

“Or…” Angelina started.

Here it comes.

“It could be something about the fight you two got into this morning,” She finished.

I signed, “Why does all of his problems come back to me, Ang?”

“Well, most of his problems probably are dealing with something Quidditch related, and since the only team member he has any grief with is you, most problems could be considered your fault,” Ang stated, as if it was obvious.

“Thanks, Ang. That makes me feel so much better about myself,” I said, putting a pillow over my head.

“Stop hiding in shame,” Katie said to me. I removed the pillow to only reveal my eyes, so I could look at them.

“Holly, what are you so scared of?” Angelina asked.

“I don’t know,” I said, quietly. Why this suddenly so complicated to think about?

The conversation really didn’t go on any farther. Angelina and Katie were still trying to convince me that Oliver had feelings for me back, and how we would be perfect together. But, no matter what, I still couldn’t see it. We fight all the time, that this, or whatever these feelings were, just couldn’t go anywhere farther. I think Oliver and I have this thing where we just keep pushing each other out of our personal lives, unless it has something to do with Quidditch.

I wasn’t necessarily excited for this party tomorrow night, now. Every time I see Oliver, all I’m gonna want to do is hide, and hoping he doesn’t see me. And knowing Angelina all-to-well, she’d probably tried to get us together as much as possible. I felt guilty now, for not trying to apologizing for whatever I did to piss him off. I still don’t feel like I should have to, but now, I don’t know what to think anymore. I regret telling Katie and Ang about my thing towards Oliver. I know they’re my best friends, but this is exactly the reason why I was hiding it.

I guess things really are better left unsaid.


Author's Note: Chapter Three up already, whoop whoop (: I was going to make the party scene in this chapter, but I got into the girl's conversation, that it just didn't happen. It'll be next chapter, I promise! I'm kind of excited for it, I'm just telling you now. So, what did you think, guys? Good, bad, dumb, cute, weird, I WANNA KNOW, like always ha ! Well, keep reviewing, I have LOVED LOVED LOVED all the ones I have gotten so far! Thank you (:

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