You are (Y/N) Weasley, a 3rd year Gryffindor. You are the triplet sister of the Weasley twins. Being a chaser on the Quidditch team, you often have to get up early for practice even though you aren't much of a morning person. The good part is, you get to see Oliver Wood, your crush. You are actually best friends with the first year Hermione Granger and are teaching her some of the more complicated spells. She is actually the only person who you had told about your crush and she swore to keep it a secret.
*Your POV*
I was walking to the pitch with the twins, who were being very annoying. They had somehow found out that I had a crush on someone and were trying to get me to tell them who it was.
"I'm not telling you." I said, rolling my eyes.
We eventually got to the pitch, were the at of the team was waiting.
"You're late." Oliver said.
"By like 2 minutes." Fred said.
We ran through a few drills before we actually started. By the time we were done, we were all exhausted. Luckily, it was Friday so I only had a couple of classes.
I went to the locker room and got changed, fixing my hair. The whole team walked back to the castle together. We went into the Great Hall and sat down for breakfast. Believe me, I was starving.
"I don't get it?" Hermione asked, sitting down next to me.
"You don't get what?" I asked, setting down my fork.
"The homework that Flitwick assigned." She said, staring down at her notes.
"When's it due?" I asked.
"I think Monday." Hermione said.
"I can help you this afternoon, if you want." I said, quickly glancing through her notes.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah, meet my in the library at 5." I said, handing her notes back to her.
"Thank you!" She exclaimed before running off.
I was sitting in the library waiting for Hermione, who was late. Where is she? I decided to start on my own homework while I waited. I saw someone sit next to me and I looked up.
"You're the last person I expected to be in the library." I said, raising my eyebrows at the boy infront of me.
"The Granger girl told me to come find you and tell you that she can't make it. Apparently she has to so something with your brother and Harry." He said, shrugging.
"Well, then I guess I'll be finishing my homework sooner than I thought." I said, jotting another phrase down on my parchment.
"What subject?" Oliver asked, leaning towards me to look at my parchment.
"Tranfiguration." I said blushing at the close proximity.
I finished my work, trying not to blush while Oliver watched me. Every once in a while he would point out a few simple mistakes that I had made.
"Done." I said, rolling up the parchment.
"Yay! We can finally get out of hear!" He exclaimed, getting a sharp look from the librarian as he grabbed my hand and drug me out of the library.
"It's not like I forced you to stay." I said, blushing when he didn't let go of my hand.
"No, but I wanted to hang out with you." He said shrugging, a light blush gracing his cheeks.
"(Y/N)?" Oliver asked.
"Yeah?" I asked, looking up at him to see that he was blushing more than he was before.
"Would you go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow?" He asked nervously.
He is really cut when he's nervous.
"I would love to, Olly." I said kissing him on the cheek.
He smiled down at me excitedly and I couldn't help but giggle.
So basically, thanks to my wingwoman I got a date with my crush.
