Chapter 8 - healing

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(2 weeks Later)

Harry, Ron and I sat around a table in the common room. No one spoke. No one moved.

Oliver and the rest of the team came in, soaked to the bone from the rain.

"Hey love" Oliver gave a sympathetic smile and kissed my fore head.

"Hi" I said quietly, I stood up and hugged him. I just needed to hug someone right now. After what happened to Hermione I just need it.

He hugged me back without hesitation, his strong arms pulled me close to him holding me tightly.
I wanted to cry slightly but I refused and pushed down the urge.

"Come on" He whispered into my ear, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the dorms.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled "I missed practice, and you need to change I don't want you getting sick"

"Don't apologize for missing practice, your friend is in the med wing... that's a valid reason" he opened the door to his dorm.

I stared at the ground. He sat me on his bed and went to the bathroom to change. I felt something soft hit my face, I looked up to see a smiling Oliver and one of his jumpers in my hands.

I smiled cheekily, and almost immediately put it on.

"I don't suppose you'd know where my quidditch jumper went?" He leaned against the door frame.

"Which one?"

"The one that says 'Captin' on it" he raised an eyebrow.

I tried not to laugh. I knew exactly where it was, in my room, on my bed.

He walked over to me pulling me into a hug. "Shy now are we?" He chuckled.

"No" I said defiantly

"So you know where it is then" he grinned

"No" I said trying to suppress my laughter.

"Your a terrible liar Miss. Black" he tickled me

"S-stop it" I burst into laughter

"Thank Angelina for telling me your ticklish" he smiled

"I'm g-gonna kill t-that girl" I said between laughs

"Are you now?"

"Mhm" I smiled

He stopped tickling me and moved a strand of hair from my face. "Your so beautiful" he whispered

I blushed "not bad yourself Wood" I smirked

"Why thank you" he smiled.

For a moment time seemed to freeze. The world stopped spinning, it felt like there was no one but Oliver and I. Just starring into each other's eyes. All our problems were non- existent for the moment.

He leaned down and kissed me passionately. I smiled into the kiss and wrapped my hands around his neck.

The door opened and Oliver and I broke apart, still holding each-other though.

"Hey have yo-" Fred stopped mid sentence "sorry for interrupting" he smirked and closed the door.

Oliver and I just laughed. "Thank you" I said, burying my face into the crook of his neck.

"I hope I helped at least a little bit" he hugged me tighter.

"You did. I love you Oliver Wood. I don't know what I'd do without you"

I felt him kiss my head "I love you too" he led me over to his bed and laid down.

He hugged me and I hugged him, our legs a tangled mess. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, he rested his head on top of mine.
Everything seemed so peaceful, I felt safe. Slowly I drifted to a dreamless sleep.

OLIVER POV:

Fred and George burst through the door with Angelina. I glared at them and shushed them.

Angelina put her hand over her heart "you two are so cute" she mouthed

"Awe. Ollie's got a soft spot" George snickered

"Our boy has gone soft" Fred pretended to whipe away a tear

Angelina punched them both in the arm. "I think they are cute" she folded her arms

"I didn't say they weren't. I'm just saying Oliver has finally got a soft, gental spot for someone. And not quidditch." Fred shrugged

"Okay... fair point" Angelina said smiling

"Hey, I'm only soft for her... she's special" I blushed slightly.

"Ollie's in loveeeee" George teased

"Your just jealous this isn't you with someone" I snapped

George rolled his eyes and made a kissy face at Y/N and I.

"Your gonna wake her up!" I hissed "and stop calling me Ollie!"

George snickered and ran out of the room. Angelina and Fred sat down on his bed.

"Poor girl" Angelina shook her head "hasn't slept well in a while"

I sighed "I know"

"She's gonna worry herself sick at this rate" Fred crossed his arms.

Y/N stirred, letting out a deep breath and hugging me tighter. Burying her head in my chest.

"She really love you" Angelina said softly "hurt her I'll kill you myself" she smiled

"I won't" I nodded.

"Better not, I'm trusting you Wood. That's my best friend. You've got her heart" she looked at Y/N.

"She's got mine too" I smiled gently moving some hair out over her face.

"We know lover boy, you've only liked her for what? Three years?" Fred said

"Wait... you and Y/N both liked each-other for that long and never found out?" Angelina's jaw almost hit the floor

"I guess- wait she liked me for that long?!" I asked. Shocked.

"We uh- need to go study" Angelina said, dragging Fred out of the room.

I grinned, looking down at the beautiful girl peacefully asleep on my chest. Her beautiful (y/h/l) (y/h/c) . Her (y/s/c). She was just so pretty.

Even pretty when she's sleeping, cause she's not scowling. I love her little frowns. They are so cute. Though it looks could kill, I'd be dead too.

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