Once again, they were woken up by Melody's friends standing over the top of them,
'Shhh don't wake them,' Alex whispered at the group,
'They look so cute,' Olivia cooed.
'They can hear you,' Oliver spoke opening his eyes to look up at them,
'George?' he asked, 'What are you doing here?'
'Umm,' he faltered, 'same as you,'
'More I'm going to assume,' Olivia added with a smug smile and a wink.
Melody opened her eyes taking a few seconds to understand what was going on, 'you shagged a Weasley?' she screamed eyes wide.
The group couldn't help but laugh, 'alright lass,' a voice said from behind her the breath tickling her ears.
She jumped up and pushed herself away from him her face red and her hair all over the place, 'Oliver, hey,'
'Hello Fawley,' he laughed at her.
The others all laughed at her, 'I'm gonna, she stuttered, 'I'm going to go, and um brush my teeth,'
'She's gonna go try to find some dignity,' Alex quipped which was greeted with a finger as she scampered up the stairs.
She collapsed onto her bed only to be greeted by her friends a few minutes later, 'drink this,' Cedric ordered handing her a large glass of water, 'and spill.'
The three curled into the bed with her as Melody covered her face with her hands. 'I kissed Wood,' she groaned causing her friends to clap and cheer. 'Shut up.'
'This is good,' Olivia tried to convince the girl, 'I knew you liked him,' she squealed,
'I do not,' she said defiantly.
'In the habit of snogging random people, are you?' Cedric asked,
'It was not a snog.'
'Whatever you say.'
'Well then,' Alex said, 'I say we just go up and face the day,' standing up and pulling Melody out of bed, 'food will help the hangover.'
They made their way to the Great Hall where most of the older students were looking worse for wear, the group was met by low applause from people still pleased with yesterdays victory, but one evil look from Melody shut them up and some of the worst looking students smiled at this.
The group collapsed on to the benches and stuffed their face in silence. 'Oh wait, you never told us about the Weasley twin,' Ced commented.
Oliva's face grew red as she whispered quietly, 'until Wood said George, I thought it was Fred.' The group burst into raucous laughter, Alex was bent over laughing so hard he looked like he was going to wet himself. 'It gets worse,' Olivia muttered causing them to look up at her, 'I was moaning Fred all night.'
'No,' Cedric yelled at her.
Olivia threw her head on the table shaking with laughter as well,
'Why didn't he say anything?' Melody asked,
'Poor lad was probably embarrassed,' Alex said through laughs. 'imagine, Oooo Fred, Yeah Fred,' he said in a brilliant impression of Olivia, 'sorry to kill the mood Olivia but my names actually George.'
The group fell into laughter once again earning a lot of dirty looks from the other houses and a few from the people around them. The group walked out of the hall still crying with laughter as they made their way to the lake falling into comfortable conversation.
They spent the rest of the Sunday lazing around the grounds.
'Percy,' Oliver groaned, 'listen to me, I'm trying to have a conversation,'
'Oliver, I'm trying to study.'
'I'm having girl trouble, you're meant to be my best friend Percy I need advice,'
'Look mate, I love you I do but I really couldn't care, Melody's a lovely girl and a hard worker date her if you want to but if I was you, I'd talk to the twins, not me.' He snapped looking up from his textbook.
'Yeah, I will,'
'Alright lads,' Wood said slipping into the chair next to Fred,
'Oliver,' they greeted.
'What we laughing about?' the boy asked.
'Well,' Fred started before falling into a fit of laughter again,
'You know Olivia, Melody's friend?' George asked. Oliver nodded not knowing where this was going, 'well she seemed to think I was Freddie,'
'No,' Oliver shouted starting to laugh, 'didn't you, you know-'
'bump uglies?' Fred supplied.
'Yeah,' George said quietly looking more and more embarrassed. 'She kept saying, well um moaning, Fred.' The other two couldn't help but burst into another fit of laughter,
'Well,' Fred said trying to be serious, 'at least if she's moaning my name you must have been doing something right.'
'Yeah,' Oliver added on, 'I guess it's better she was moaning a name instead of none,' the three burst into laughter once again George holding his head in his hands.
'Anyway, did you want something from us, Oliver,' George asked trying to get the attention off him.
'Yeah actually, I'm having girl problems too, but it doesn't feel as bad now I've heard about yours,' he laughed.
'After our wisdom are you mate?'
'Yeah, it's Melody, she kissed me last night.'
George ohed at this, 'annnd' Fred prompted.
'I don't know, I'm just confused I guess.' He paused not sure of how to tell them what he was feeling, 'I've never liked a girl before, like its always just be quidditch and then a hot lass would you know, well, float my boat.' The three laughed softly at this, and he carried on, 'so I don't know if I do like her cause I don't know what that feels like, but I think I want more than a shag.' The twins laughed at each other and stood up pulling him along with him.
'You're gonna have to figure it out I guess,' Fred told him,
'Wow great advice, thanks,' Oliver said sarcastically.
'Either just leave it or spend lots of time with her and see if you like feel stuff,' George suggested,
'Yeah,' Fred agreed, 'see if you start to feel stuff like stuff girls feel,'
Oliver laughed at them, 'very eloquent,' the group laughed and kept walking along the halls,
'What do girls feel?' George wondered aloud,
'Dunno but makes them moan my name,' Fred quipped causing Oliver to cackle at the comment and George look embarrassed.
'They say butterflies or like fluffy stuff,' George said,
'Right,' Oliver said matter of factly, forming a plan in his head, 'so spend time with her till I feel fluffy.'
'Yeah,' Fred agreed, 'that or just shag her,' he suggested causing the three to laugh again.
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Hufflepuffs Melody - O.W
FanfictionHufflepuff had not won the quidditch cup in centuries, it was a shock if they even won a game. Melody Fawley, however, was going to change this but will a certain burley Scottish lad get in the way of her plans. (working title)