losing game || d.m.

8

"Malfoy catches the snitch, Slytherin wins"

"YESS!" I screamed along with all the other cheering Slytherins.

My cheeks were red from the morning chill and the adrenaline from the close game.

It's the first game of the season, and they already got a win for our house. We walked down out of the stands, and I went to meet up with Oliver.

"Congrats!" I exclaimed as he kissed my cheek.

We've gotten more public recently, and everything seems to be going perfect.

"Thank you," he replied, still high off his win "let's go to the Great Lake tonight? Meet in the common room at 11pm."

"Ok," I nodded as he kissed my forehead.

With that he walked into the locker room.

The second I walked in the door of my dorm I screamed and told Daphne what he had asked. She started picking out potential outfits for me while I went to take a shower.

I turned the knob up to hot and peeled off Oliver's sweatshirt and the leggings I was wearing.

The hot water felt like pins and needles on my cold skin. I let the water run onto me for a few minutes before actually showering.

When I stepped out of the shower, I smelled of coconut and vanilla, and my skin is red from the heat.

I charmed the steam off of the mirror, and hopped up onto the counter to brush my hair.

After my hair was brushed out, I walked out of the bathroom to see Daphne rearranging a few different outfits on her bed.

"Ok," she sighed "cute or comfy?"

"I have no idea, he didn't say very much." I groaned as I walked over to inspect the different sets of clothes.

"Why don't you wear these shorts and this sweatshirt, and then you can wear this tank top underneath," Daphne suggested while throwing clothes at me "so if you see him more dressed up, you can take the sweatshirt off for a cuter outfit."

"Perfect," I smiled as I pulled the clothes on "What would I do without you, Daph."

"I know, I'm amazing," Daph jeered as she looked at the outfit she made.

"I need to go," I said as I looked at the clock "I'll tell you everything when I get back."

"Kk, love you," Daphne smiled and gave me a hug. 

"Love you," I smiled as I walked out the door.

I walked down the stairs to see Oliver in sweatpants and a white t-shirt. Thank god, I'm not underdressed.

He had flowers in hand, and I could feel my cheeks flush as he smiled at me.

"Hello gorgous," he said while taking my hand and walking out of the common room.

We sat on the edge of a dock with our feet dipped into the icy water.

I subtly kicked around the water as we talked about classes, our friends, and the quidditch match. He's still over the moon about the win, it's adorable.

Eventually, we fell into a comfortable silence. I'm looking out onto the lake, and I can feel his eyes on me. I turn to meet his eyes as his hands come up to my face, but before anything else happens he catches himself.

"Can i kiss you?" He asks, voice barely above a whisper.

I nod, not trusting my voice to be steady.