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The snow was really coming down this evening, covering the whole valley of Hogwarts in a blanket of pure whiteness. It really was beautiful to look at, coming from the window by my bed in the girls’ dormitory. It was about three in the morning, and I just couldn’t get my brain to sleep. It had been a long day. From quitting my dream position on the Gryffindor Seeker to telling off both Oliver and Lucas, was enough to give you a headache. I just couldn’t help thinking about it all.


I have to tell Katie and Angelina about all of this, and I really wasn’t in the mood to hear their comments. They would either be very apologetic to me about the whole situation, telling me I did what I thought was right and they supported my decisions, or they would go completely mad, saying I shouldn’t have quit, I shouldn’t have done this or that. I couldn’t handle it. I was getting upset just thinking about it. I could feel a tear falling down my face, the first one I have felt in a while. I tried to always be strong, but at the moment, when no one could see me, I had to let it out or I would be miserable in my classes tomorrow. And I didn’t necessarily want that either.


The sun finally rose and the cloud cleared up that the light was sparkling over the fresh snow. Before any of the girls in our room woke up, I quickly dressed in my robes for the day and made my way down stairs, thinking I could miss everyone and just head down towards breakfast by myself.

I was sadly mistaken.

There he was, looking as handsome as he always does, sitting on the couch closest to the fireplace. I knew he must have heard me stomping down the stairs, so there was no point trying to running back up and hide until he left. I stepped down and started walking for the door, without giving him any of my attention. I guess that’s not how he wanted.

“You know what’s funny?” I heard him say out of the blue. I breathed in deeply, trying not to show the weak state I was in, and turned my attention to him.

“What?” I could tell I had a tone in my voice but I couldn’t seem to hide my anger.

He stood up off the couch and walked toward me, “Don’t talk to me like that. You have no one t blame your anger n besides yourself.” I just looked down at my feet, feelings my eyes water up. I looked back up at him. He suddenly handed me something. I examined it and saw that it was a picture of the team back in 1st year. It was weird seeing how different people looked and how odd it was t see students that weren’t there anymore. And then I saw it, Oliver and I, the shortest and smallest kids on the teams, smiling and happy with our arms around each other like we were best friends. “I’ve always kept that picture. It’s my favorite of you and me.” I continued looking at it.

“Why are you showing me this to me?” I asked him.

“It’s funny because back in the day, we thought we hated each other. Now look at us,” he said. I could tell he was looking directly at me, but I didn’t have the courage to look at him back. “See you in potions.” He didn’t take his picture back, he just walked out the entrance way. Suddenly I had lost my appetite. I walked over the couch where Oliver had been sitting moments ago and planted my butt down. I brought my knees up to my chest and put my chin in between them as I continued to look to at the picture. It was weird seeing us from six years ago, and being as close as we were.  I wanted this. At the moment, I would give everything I have just to be like this again. But from the looks of things, it wasn’t going to be that easy. It was going to take time.

I ended up skipping breakfast that morning and headed straight towards my first class. I sat next to Katie, while trying to pay attention to whatever lesson was being taught t us. I secretly kept the picture Oliver had handed me this morning under my parchment. I had the urge to look at it, but it didn’t want Katie asking me about it.

I suddenly had a piece of folded paper in front of me. I looked up at Katie and she nodded towards it. I opened it quietly and looked down to see what was written. It said, “Where were you at breakfast?”

I grabbed my quill, and wrote back. “I wasn’t hungry.”

I handed it back and she started writing back instantly. She handed to me again and this time, there was a question written. “I know things are bad between you and Oliver, but are you going to his house for Christmas break??” I had to read it again; I had to make sure I read it correctly.

I wrote back again. “What are you talking about?”

I handed the note back to her, and when she wrote back it simply said, “I’ll talk to you when class is over.” I nodded and slipped the folded parchment under my text book. As class ended, I gathered my stuff up and waited for everyone else to leave so Katie and I could talk in the halls.

“So what are talking about?” I asked immediately after everyone was gone.

“Oliver’s parents invited everyone on the team over to their house this Christmas break. The apparently have plenty of guest rooms, and they wanted to get to know the team that Oliver is captain of.”

“Oh,” was the only word I let out. “Well I’m not a part of the team anymore.”

Her eyes widen, “What, you actually resigned?” her voice was filled with shock.

I nodded my head yes, “Yeah. I don’t really feel like talking about it. I tell you everything later.”

“I understand,” she said. “But I mean, he invited everyone like a couple weeks ago.”

This got my head to turn, “What?” I asked her, even though I heard her perfectly the first time. I just wanted to hear her say it again before I really got upset.

“Yeah, he should have invited like two weeks ago. He didn’t mention it to you?” she asked.

“No…… he didn’t.” I didn’t know what to think.

“Oh well I’m sure he just forgot.” I knew she was trying to make me feel better. I mean, that’s what best friends do for one another. But it wasn’t helping.

“Yeah maybe. Look, I’m going to be late for Potions. I’ll see you later at lunch.” I waved to her and headed towards the dungeons. My heart felt even more broken than it did this morning. I did feel sad and upset about the fact that he didn’t invite me over to his house for Christmas break, it was everything plus that. I didn’t want to put the blame on my shoulders for how everything was these days. I wanted to blame everyone but myself, but I knew that wasn’t the truth and it wasn’t fair either.

I walked into the dungeons, and took my seat at my usual place. Oliver soon joined me, but no words were spoken. It was just silence between us. Snape walked in and started the lesson. As the class went on, we were given our assignment, and I went to the cabinet to grab the ingredients we needed. As I did, I was debating whether or not to bring up the subject to him. But it turns out I didn’t need to.

I came back to the table, placed the items down, and I heard Oliver speak, “I want to talk to you about something.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to lecture me or yell at me instead?” I open a bottle Woodworm dew and put the amount needed into the cauldron.

“I’m trying to seriously talk to you, Williams.” I continued to fix the potion. I looked up at him, and nodded. “Fine, look I know you resigned from the team yesterday, and even though I believe you’re making a mistake….”

“Who are you to tell me that I’m making a mistake? You have no idea what pressure I’m carrying on my shoulders right now. I haven’t even owled my parent to tell them everything that is going on. I just lost any shot that I had to become a professional because of this year. And I realize that, Wood. And I’m taking full blame, but for once in my life, I’m making my own decisions on what I want to do and it’s really hard not having support from people. So you have no right to tell me what’s a mistake in my life. Because honestly Oliver, I could name quite a few that involve you.”

I thought that would shut him up, but it didn’t. “And what would that be?”

“You know what I’m talking about.”

He just shrugged, “Yeah, I do. I’m just sad to hear that you think it’s a mistake.”

“I don’t think it’s a mistake, I know it’s a mistake. “

“Fine, but this isn’t what I wanted to talk t you about. Like I was saying before you went on into a huge speech, I know you’re not on the team anymore, but I wanted to invite you my house over the Christmas holiday along with the rest of the team.”

I just smirked, “And may I ask why I’m getting an invitation just days before the holiday season while everyone else was invited two weeks ago.” I didn’t look at him while I was talking. I was busy measuring the perfect amount of some bark or another to add into the pot. It was just an excuse not to look at him.

“Because I didn’t think you would come.”

At this, I finally looked at him, placed my hands on my hips and put on my greatest expression filled with attitude, “And what, Oliver Wood, makes you think I would want to go now more than two weeks ago?” Oliver was about to answer when Snape stepped up to us both.

“This is a potions class, not free time to discuss freely. Now if you two are done with your potion you may leave, other than that, be quiet.” He turned his head to look at us both and then I spoke up.

“The potion in finish, professor.” He smirked at me and than looked down into our cauldron.

“I’ll be the judge of that.” He took a sample, and proceeded to pour the sample into a plant nearby. Nothing happened. “Well the plant didn’t die, or explode.” He walked back over to us. “You two may leave now.” I picked up my books, and left quickly out of there. Oliver was following behind closely.

“Our conversation isn’t over, Williams.”

He ran in front of me to stop me in my tracks. “Please come over Christmas holiday.”

“Why do you want me there?” I asked. “Lucas is your Seeker, not me.”

“Actually no he isn’t.”

I just stared at him, “What are you talking about? I quit, which makes him my replacement.”

“He’s in the Hospital Wing for a groin injury.”

“Oh come on, I didn’t kick him that hard.”

He started laughing a little. “Hard enough to make him sore that they won’t let him play in the match that qualifies us for the Cup. We’re down a Seeker, which means we may be down for the rest of the year.” I wanted to start crying.

“Great yet another thing that’s weighing down on my shoulders.” I felt Oliver place his hand on my shoulder but I quickly moved away from him. “I wish I could just start this whole year over again.”

“I’m not going to stand here and beg you to come back to the team, but please come over during Christmas. My parents are dying to meet you.”

I let out a small giggle, “Why?”

“It’s mostly my mom,” he started, and smiled. “Don’t ask, because I honestly don’t know why.”

I nodded, “I’ll consider it. And Oliver….” I started, but didn’t get to finish.

“I know, Holly. And you’re forgiven.” I smiled again.

He started to walk away. “Oliver, wait…” I ran back to his side and reached for my bag. I pulled out the picture he had given to me early and handed it to him. “I think you should keep this.”

He smiled and walked away again. I let out a sign. I felt like I hadn’t breathed the entire time I had been talking to him. I started towards the doors to head outside. I didn’t care if it was freezing outside and I had t coat to put on. I needed some fresh air.



Author's Note; Short Chapter but i just wanted it to lead up to the Christmas Chapter. It's been awhile since i lasted posted but i never wanted to leave the story. I have just been busy lately. Thanks for reading everyone :)

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