You and your friends were going to the Gryffindor quidditch try outs. You didn't even like quidditch that much but your friends had forced you to come, they wanted to check out the boys. You walked slower than your friends, dreading to go. You didn't want your whole Sunday to be ruined. Your friends walked in a steady pace, noticing you had fallen behind. They stopped and turned to you, eyebrows raised. "Come on Y/N we all know you can walk faster than that!" Another friend joined in "and don't try to sneak off, last week we were in a book shop for two hours waiting for you."

"Alright fine, but don't think I'm going to enjoy it! Quidditch sucks!" Your friends laughed. "We know honey, but the boys are cute." You made a fake gag noice "you guys are so boy obsessed." Suddenly a voice spoke up from behind you "so you don't think I'm cute?" You turned around only to see the Weasley twins together with Oliver wood. Oliver was the one talking to you. The three boys all had a grin plastered on their faces. You pretended to inspect Oliver walking around him, looking him up and down "no nothing cute here." You said jokingly Oliver pressed his hand to his heart "ouch Y/N, that hurts." "Hey you didn't ask me if I saw anything Hot." You said with a shy smile. "Oh really, and do you?" He asked stepping closer to you. You looked into his eyes, stood on your toes so you were closer to his face "nope!" You were laughing, thinking you were really funny whilst running back towards your friends. You looked back to see Oliver smile at you almost as if he was in awe, and the twins were playfully comforting him and laughing.

Your friends and you were sitting on the stands while the try outs began. You kept glancing over at Oliver, not knowing he was doing the same. After what had just happened with him, you felt nervous and excited. I mean who wouldn't, Oliver Wood is one of the cutest boys in Gryffindor. "Y/N, Oliver keeps looking at you!!" You looked at him, and made eye contact. You winked at him and he smiled in return. "Oh My God you two are so flirting with each other!" You chuckled "it's no big deal." But it was a big deal, at least to you. After the try outs Oliver announced who made team and who didn't. "Alright I want to thank everyone for coming and trying their best! Unfortunately not all of you made it, practice and try again next year! Don't forget tonight there is a party in the common room, for every Gryffindor. Let's celebrate the new team!" Everyone cheered, including you. After his little speech Oliver walked over to you and your friends. "So Y/N I'll see you tonight at the party?" You nodded "of course, I would never turn down a party." "Good I can't wait." As he walked away your friends were freaking out. "Oh my god! Y/N he likes you!!" "No he doesn't." Your friends looked at each other "alright let's make it a bet." "What did you have in mind?" "If you and Oliver kiss tonight, you will make my potions homework for the coming week." "And if not you will do my charms homework?" She nodded and all of your other friends agreed as well. "Alright let's see what happens."

It was now dinner time, and you were feeling a little anxious about the party. "Y/N have you figured out what you're going to wear tonight?" You weren't really paying attention to your friends. "Hello? Earth to Y/N?" "Oh sorry I was just thinking.. what did you say?" "What are you going to wear tonight?" Your friend asked again. "Uhm Im not sure, how about you?" She then explained her plan, she was going to wear a casual dress, sexy enough to make George Weasley notice her. You smiled, "sounds good, and I'm sure he will notice you, you look great in that dress." The conversation carried on, your mind still wandering.

The party had already started, your friends looked absolutely gorgeous. You on the other still had no clue what to wear. "Go ahead guys, I will be there soon!" They hesitantly left. After fifteen minutes you decided what you were going for. You wore a black pantyhose with a wine red mini skirt, and thin sweater in the same colour. The outfit made your curves look great, you put on some nice black shoes and you were ready to go. You walked down the stairs into the common room. When your friends saw you they gave you a big thumps up. "Y/N you look great!" You smiled nervously. After a couple of minutes of talking you excused yourself to get something to drink. "Hello Y/N looking marvellous!" You looked up and saw Oliver standing there. "Ah thank you Oliver, as do you." He smiled. "Are you excited with the team you've got this year?" He nodded "But you don't have to pretend to be interested in quidditch." "I'm not interested in quidditch I'm interested in you." A blush appeared on your cheeks, "oh Merlin." Oliver just smirked at you. "Good to know." "Oh shut it Oliver." As you smacked his arm playfully. "Do you want to dance Y/N?" You nodded. He took your hand and lead you towards the dance floor. Your bodies moved to the beat of the music, at first the two of you had a decent distant. But after a little while Oliver pulled you closer. You moved your hips, in sync with his. And slowly you started to grind on him. He leaned down "Wow Y/N i didn't know you could dance like that." You gave him your most innocent smile "you don't know a lot of things about me Wood." As a response he pulled you of the dance floor and out of the common room. When you were finally done walking he stepped closer. Standing in a hallway not knowing what was going to happen, you giggled nervously "Oliver what are you doing?" He smiled "this" He leaned in. One hand on your cheek, one hand on your waist to pull your body closer to his. He brushed his lips against yours, your heart skipped a beat. You closed the gap and kissed him. Your arms around his neck, he smiled into the kiss. His lips were softer than you had imagined. The kiss started of soft and sweet, but soon it turned into a heated one. The two of you were so caught up in each other that you hadn't noticed your friends and the Weasley twins standing a couple of feet away from you. Until of course they interrupted. Turned out you and your friend were not the only one who made a bet, Fred gave George a knut, quite annoyed. As your one friend just cheered "YES! No more potions homework for a week!"