"Why is she here?"
"You remember how she turned that little boy into a beetle?"
"Isn't she the one that punch that worldly renowned wizard in the face?"
"What a bitch!" they all said behind my back as I walked through the Quidditch field with Harry.
He looked at me in an encouraging way and told me to stay here while he will go and sit in the bleachers.
There were a lot of people here and I was starting to think that maybe I shouldn't have come to the selections.
"Hello everybody!" Oliver Wood said as he made his way through the field.
He was simply gorgeous looking, I had no other words left to speak. I didn't know if the feels that I have been getting were real, but now I am.
"Please everyone grab your broom and start the exercises! Those who will fail shall not be accepted in MY team!" He said.
"This year is going to be different! We are going to win that cup! No matter how hard we have to train!! Day or night, be prepared!!" Wood finished his rather exciting speech.
To me he looked like a complete fanatic of Quidditch!
It didn't even started that half the people of Gryffindor left the stadium.
"I would ride any broomstick, anytime you want Oliver!" said a girl next to me.
I never gave up, Harry kept encouraging me while Oliver Wood was giving me a hard time.
He kept eying me in a weird way after Harry told him I would be a good Keeper.
As if it couldn't get anymore harder he asked the others to throw me quaffles from any directions, at the speed that they wanted.
I caught them all. I was proud and so was Harry.
But Oliver's face said a whole lot different. He was as red as a tomato.
"Welcome to the team" he said to me in a whisper.
I stood there, in the middle if the field, shocked. Harry came next to me and congratulated me, but I knew Wood didn't want me to be a part of HIS team.
"Don't worry about Wood! He is just a bit frustrated because you are a better Keeper than he ever was" Harry winked at me and it made me smile.
Gosh! I loved my best friend!
But I knew that this season wasn't going to be a piece of cake for me.
Wood was going to make it hard for me and I knew it. I could feel it by the way he was giving me that judge look.
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Oliver Wood: My Happy Ending
RomanceIt's the story of Rebekah Logan a seventh year student at Hogwarts, most importantly a Gryffindor. Her life takes a whole other course when the love of her life, Sirius Black dies. Will she ever be able to love again ? Certainly not if everybody th...
