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Sunday Morning
Hearing the birds chirping, I awaken. Hermoine is sitting by her bed reading, Ginny still sleeping. The sky is cloudy, and I noticed that my window is opened.
"Good morning" I yawn.
Glancing over at me, Hermoine sighs, "someone's waiting for you" and motions to the door. I shrug an eyebrow at Hermoine who also shrugs. Pulling off my sheets I walk over to the door cautiously looking at Hermione, who's back to reading.
When I open the door I see one of the best quidditch players, Oliver Wood. He has a straight stern look on his face and it glows when he sees me.
"Oh I'm sorry did I wake you up?" I rub my eyes wondering how obvious it could've been.
"Oh no, the birds did," I laugh off. He shrugs and chuckles fakishly. It's quiet for a moment, then he speaks.
"Do you like quidditch?" Random question, but what's I expect from this guy. I nod and he sighs in relief. "Well, last year I noticed you gave the Weasley twins a lot of tips in quidditch," he says, looking at my pajamas.
"Oh, yeah. What about it?" I ask. Honestly I want him to leave so I can get dressed.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to join our team?" Did Oliver Wood just ask me to join quidditch. I raise one eyebrow and laugh nervously as my eyes meet his.
"Well I- " I start to say.
"You don't have to," he quickly adds. I think for a moment. More time to spend with the Weasley twins.
"Sure. Sure I will," I grin at Oliver. He doesn't smile back.
"Okay excellent," he exclaims, then leaves without a goodbye. Damn, that kid is socially awkward.
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