Just Another...Game?

Nightmares

Oliver's POV:

       I've never knew how much a simple letter can destroy someone's happiness until I was comforting Y/n on the steps of Hogwarts.

       "Why?! Why does this happen to me?! This is why I never date or fall in love! They always die!" Y/n screamed into my chest. I ignored the wet tears staining my robes as I wanted to hold to on Y/n.

       "Let it out. Let the tears and pain out," I said, channeling my mother. When I would cry about losing a game or when my team lost, my mother would say to me to let the tears out. Or just to let the emotion go. I held Y/n for a good long two hours and realized she cried herself to sleep. I gently picked her up and carried her into the common room. When I got there, Elizabeth greeted me.

       "Is she okay? She's alive right? What happened? Why's she in your arms? Is she hurt? Is she de-" Elizabeth bombards me with questions. I turn to Elizabeth.

       "She's fine, or as fine as she can be. She just cried herself to sleep," I explained. Elizabeth nods and goes to the girls dorm. I gently lay Y/n on the couch and put her head on my lap.

       After a while I shift my position and Y/n quickly grabs on to my robes in order for her to stop feeling like she was falling. I scoot lower in my seat, so I can relax and stretch my legs. Y/n starts whimpering inaudible phrases in her sleep.

Y/n's POV:

       "Help!" I scream. I start thrashing as though I was tied to a chair. I look around to find myself tied to one. "Let me go!"

       "Woah there, kitty," I hear a voice. I whipped my head around to see the Flint-Marcus guy pacing around the room. He sees me trying desperately to untie myself and lets out a low chuckle. "You're not getting out of this one!" I turn to see my father tied to another chair. The Flint guy changes into a Death Eater, my worst fear, and murders my father. I start kicking and thrashing around trying to get away.

Oliver's POV:

       Y/n suddenly starts thrashing and falls on to the floor. She scrambles to get up and runs out of the room. I jump up and follow her into the hallway that separates the boys from girls. I see her frantically trying to get into the room she sleeps in but can't figure out where the knob is. She gets even more panicked and starts pounding the door. At this point I know, Y/n isn't awake. I gingerly reach out a hand and put it lightly on her shoulder.

       "DON'T TOUCH ME!!" Y/n screeches whirling around to face me. Her eyes wildly and frantically search the hallway as if she wanted to get out.

       "Y/n, please wake up!" I plead.

       "WHO ARE YOU?!" Y/n shouts.

       "I'm Oliver. I'm you boyfriend," I say, struggling to keep my voice steady. 'It's just a dream. She does know who you are,' I thought, while trying to get a hold of my sadness.

       "BACK UP AND STAY AGAINST THE WALL!" Y/n commands. I do as I am told. I walk back until my back is pressed again the wall. Y/n whips out her wand and points it directly at me. She gingerly walks toward me. She then presses the wand into the side of my throat and glares at me.

       "You better not pull any tricks, Death Eater. If you do, it will be the last thing you will do. I will make you pay for what my father did not deserve. And I will make sure anyone who asks will know you are a traitor and you deserve to die," Y/n growls.

       "Please, Y/n! You're hurting me!" I gasp out. She cast a spell that is now choking me. "I'm not a Death Eater I swear! I'm just a Quidditch obsessed kid who happens to love you very much. Y/n! Please come back to reality and see that I am Oliver Wood. I am not a Death Eater. I never was. Y/n, I love you and it torments me to know your suffering. Please just let me help." I desperately want Y/n to know how much she really means to me. She make eye contact with me and I see pain in her eyes. Without warning she releases the spell and crumples to the ground crying. As soon as air hits my lungs, I fall to my knees gasping.