𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗲𝘁

𝗰𝗵𝗽 𝟭𝟳 , 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲

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i woke up at 3:30 in the morning, brushing my teeth and throwing on my quidditch uniform.
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i wiped the sweat off my head, lowering my broomstick as Oliver yelled practice over. we agreed on 6:00 pm as the time for our "date".

Ginny patted me on the back, bringing me close to her, "what did Wood need you for last night?"

i giggled, "a second dates that's what."

ginny looked at me in the eyes and squealed, "you haven't told hermione!?" i shook my head.

she punched me on the side of my arm playfully, "damn, you weren't even planning on telling us were you?"

i rolled my eyes, "ginny... i woke up 3 hours ago, and went to practice. when. was. i. supposed. to. tell. you?"

she laughed, and then got serious as we entered our dorm, "you never told me how your first date with him went." i made a dreamy face at her and she giggled, "bad or good?"

" good!" i say, grabbing my shampoo and conditioner for the showers.
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that saturday evening we headed into the great hall for lunch. we found hermione and spilled the tea. "REALLY?" she practically yelled.

"shhh shhhh" whispered ginny, and i saw Oliver look over at us, smirking at me. he's really good at that. after us girls got up to leave to our dorms, ginny walked over to Oliver and whispered something to him that left him looking scared.

"ginny what did you say to my poor date?" i asked, before ginny responded, "that's for him to know and you to find out."

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i sat on a bench and ordered some butter beer, looking around. it was 6:30 pm. i twiddled my thumbed then felt tears form in my eyes. what if he stood me up? what if he played me.

i grabbed my purse and wand about to stand up before Oliver entered the restaurant, looking amazing. "you look, stunning." he said, looking me up and down, smiling.

"you're not too bad yourself, Wood." i replied after he ordered himself a butter beer.

we started talking about family, and then quidditch, and then animals, and then quidditch, and then school, oh and guess what, quidditch.

"heyyyy Ollie!" hollered Mason, behind him stood Fred, George, and Angelina.

"Hey guys," Oliver replied, quite surprised. Angelina and i small waved at each other. Mason invited himself to sit down, Angelina sitting by him and Fred and George sliding onto the bench, sitting beside me.

"oh, hey there Mel," said Fred, and i face palmed myself. Angelina and George snickered.

"what are you doing here, meLllLlL," George mimicked.

i looked at Oliver and he nodded, "i'm on a date with Wood." mason clapped oliver on the back and angelina and george looked at me in shock.

"i always shipped you two," the waitress came up and whispered to me.

"um what?" i said after she left, giving us more butter beer.

"wait, are you two a thing?" asked fred. oliver's cheeks went red and i shook my head, "no. we're just on a date? what's your deal?"

apparently, that sounded sassy. "woah calm down there Ameylia, Fred was jus' askin' a question mate," george replied.

angelina nodded, "have you both kissed yet?" now my face was also red. i forgot that all the people here were a bit older than me, and not my usual crowd.

"no we haven't," said Oliver, "I have to go use the restroom." he said, stepping out and over to the side.

"guys what the fuck?" asked Mason.