Third Book
Early-November, 1993
Fifth Year
Ara paced anxiously in front of the Gryffindor boys change room, the team had just lost against Hufflepuff. Fred and George were sure to be upset.
Cedric, who'd caught the snitch for his team, and in turn won the game, had been the one to ask Ara to go check on the twins.
Taking a deep breath, she finally worked up the nerve to knock on the door.
"Freddie? Georgie? Are you two okay?" She asked softly, she could hear the showers running, so she knew someone was in there.
"Guys, it's just one game, besides Ced-" Ara began ranting, thinking they were ignoring her.
Suddenly, the door was thrown open.
"They're in the infirmary,"
Ara blinked a few times, trying to make sure she wasn't imagining things.
Oliver Wood stood in front of her, shirtless, with a towel tied around his waist. His hair was wet, it looked like he'd just stepped out of the shower. He did not look amused.
Of course they were in the infirmary.
Harry had been badly injured during the game, they'd surely went to check on him.
"Right, sorry, I'll-"
Oliver cleared his throat, effectively shutting Ara up, and looked the blonde up and down, he was leaning against the doorframe of the change room.
"You fancy me? Right?" He asked, very boldly, Ara scrunched her eyebrows together.
"Excuse me?"
"Is that a no?"
Ara stared at the boy for a moment, before looking away awkwardly.
"No, it's not..." She trailed off.
"Perfect,"
Oliver, who was a tall boy, bent down, reached his hand behind Ara's neck, and kissed her.
And kissed her.
And kissed her. For what felt like hours.
He's gone mad.
That's what Ara told herself as she kissed him back.
Oliver eventually pulled away, but only because he was in desperate need for a breath of fresh air, and judging by Ara's soft panting, he could guess that the need was mutual.
"I'm sorry about that. I was just really, umh-"
"Don't worry about it," Ara said quickly, avoiding his gaze, "-I didn't mind,"
There was a moment of silence.
"I'll see you around, sometime soon, perhaps?" Oliver asked softly, watching Ara in a nearly pleading way.
And they did see each other around. Much more than either had expected. Occasionally, multiple times a day.
Whenever they, saw each other around, it was very secretive, behind the Quidditch pitch, in empty classrooms, and sometimes, when Oliver got particularly lucky, he'd managed to sneak Ara into his dorm.
Ara hadn't told the twins, or Adrian, or Nereza, or even Cedric, about Oliver.
Although, she was starting to think that the latter knew, or at least had a hunch. Cedric had mentioned on numerous occasions that Ara was spending considerably less time with everyone, that she'd name, and he'd always give her strange looks when they saw the Gryffindor Quidditch Keeper.
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