Hey, quick A/N so, this is my first story and english is not my 1st language so please be nice. I hope you enjoy -A
2 am ~ Slytherin dormitories
Y/N POV:
I couldn't stop tossing and turning, I had already spent like 2 hours trying to fall asleep but my insomnia was not having it. I changed from my pijamas into some black leggins with a long sleeved black top that had a boat neckline. I grabbed my broom, got out of the common room, sneaked around until I reached the courtyard and took off flying.
02:15 ~ Gryffindor dormitories
O POV:
I was sitting in my bed reading when I heard a branch knocking on my window softly, but ignored it, must just be the wind. A couple seconds and there it is again, but stronger. A couple more seconds and it comes back even stronger but, now it has a rhythm? I go check and... "Y/N?"
"Hey captain"
"What are you doing here? Come in" she flies through the window, lands and smiles softly at me.
"I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd go for a night fly and maybe to play in the quidditch pitch and thought you might join me." I look at my clock, it's late but I can never really say no to a while at the pitch...
"fine, just take a sit and give me five minutes to change." she sits on the edge of my bed, and looks around curiously. Meanwhile I go to my dresser and grab a pair of grey sweatpants and a red tshirt.
"I like your room, it's cozy and warm, although I wasn't aware it was possible for someone to fit so many quidditch related things in a room" she jokes
"This is nothing, you haven't seen my room back home, this is not even half of my quidditch collection" I smiled proudly and she laughed lightly before looking at the ground. I go to the bathroom to change and then turn to my dresser to grab my quidditch jersey which I throw at her. She catches it while standing and looks at me intrigued while I grab my broom. "You are cold and I can't have you shivering all night"
"How did you?" she says a bit confused before interrupting herself and smirking "Anyway, why'd you care Wood?"
"I don't, it's just that you'll fall, and then I'll have to take you to the hospital wing, getting us caught"
"sure, let's go with that" she said, holding back a laugh but putting it on anyway. The sight of her as she flew out of my window and waited for me to follow had my feet stuck to the ground in awe. Her hair flowing with the wind as opposed with how she usually braided it for games and practices, the leggings that, while being comfortable and laid back, hugged her body in all the right places, the jersey with my name and number on the back that was too big for her making her look adorable, the moon light reflecting in her eyes and that slight soft smile that she wore when she was happy and calm, the same smile that popped into her face and brought me so much comfort the night that I woke up in the hospital wing after being knocked out by a bludger. I had known this girl since our first ride on the Hogwarts Express but somehow it was as if I was seeing her for the first time all over again.
Y/N POV:
"hey, earth to Oliver, are you ever coming out of that room or are your thoughts the only thing flying tonight?" I teased him and he shook his head quickly as if to refocus.
He mounted his broom, flew out and I started to fly when he stopped me. "Hey! Where are you going?"
I turn to look at him confused "to the pitch" I answer as if it was the most obvious thing ever.
"The pitch is that way" he says pointing towards the opposite direction from me.
"No, this way is faster"
"It's not"
"Are you implying I'm wrong Wood?" I challenge smirking
He considers his options for a second but his competitiveness gets the best of him "I am, but if you are so certain then I'll race you there and prove to you that I'm right"
"Oh it's on. On your marks... get ready... FLY!" As soon as I scream the signal to start I zoomed away towards the sky and turn zigzaging between the castle's towers and the trees until I can see the quidditch pitch. I'm almost there when I spot Oliver coming from the left, if I want to win I need to hurry so I fly faster, dive into a controlled vertical fall spiraling into the pitch stopping just before hitting the ground and land softly.
02:30 ~ quidditch pitch
I lay down to catch my breath and a couple of minutes later Oliver zooms in, spots me and before I could even open my mouth he says "Don't you dare say it, I already know" I lift my arms beside my head as if to plead innocence but the smug smirk on my face says otherwise. He rolls his eyes and extends his arm, I grab his hand and he pulls me up accidentally making us stand quite close to eachother.
"Your hands, they're freezing" he said as he surrounded both my hands with his. He brought our hands close to his mouth so he could blow some hot air and rubbed them trying to warm me up.
"Oh, it's... it's fine, it's just... a little bit of cold" I answered stumbling a bit through the words as the shock from the closeness and the intimate gesture paseed and calm settled in. Despite being best friends for a long time and feeling very comfortable with eachother neither of us was ever huge on physical touch so this type of moments were rare.
I looked up to his eyes. At first glance one might think that they are just like all the other brown eyes in the world, dark and dull but they weren't like that at all. Yes, they were brown but they also had black specks around the irises, a greenish tone near the center and a bluish ring right around the pupil, they were warm and rich and deep and unlike any other pair of eyes to ever walk the earth; and suddenly it was as if a fog lifted, somehow it was as if I was seeing him for the first time all over again.
O POV:
I didn't know what had led me to do it, I don't think I even realized what I was doing until I heard her stutter through her answer. I quickly looked at her face to make her she wasn't uncomfortable but as soon as I did I could feel her relax.
After a minute or so of trying to generate warmth I could feel her gazing at me so I looked back at her and smiled softly, neither of us making any move to let go of the other. As I studied her gaze I found my own going down to her lips for a moment. They weren't full but they weren't thin either, they were elegant, smooth and they naturally wore a reddish pink kind of plum color.
Y/N POV:
He catched my gaze and smiled. We stood like that in a comfortable silence for a bit and then... no, I must have imagined it, I thought for a slight second that he was looking at my lips but the thought left rapidly as a breeze blew my hair out of place and one of his hands left one of mine.
O POV:
While the other two hands fell to our side still attached, with my free hand I tenderly took a strand of her hair that had fallen into the middle of her face and tucked it behind her ear stroking her forehead and leaving my hand cupping her jawline in the process. Suddenly, as my thumb caressed her cheek the thought of kissing her popped into my head.
Y/N POV:
All at once, as he secured the hair back in place, my breathing got hitched, my pulse skyrocketed and I felt tingles go down my spine. As I tried to find a logical explanation for all the things I was feeling, his gaze shifted down again and mine followed.
Suddenly my thoughts were going faster than a snitch. His lips were pink, the lower one a bit fuller than the upper one and his cupid's bow was strong but with rather round edges, I wondered whether they would feel as soft as they look. Before I could even realize what I was doing I felt myself shift closer to him, he reciprocated and I started getting near to him again setting my free hand on his hip.
O POV:
As if by magic she had heard my silent begs for some kind of sing that would stop my mind from racing I felt her get slightly closer to me. I did the same as our eyes intensely studied the other's face and once again she grew closer to me, our faces so close that if either of us spoke our lips would grace eachother.
I was growing more and more insane each instant because all I wanted was to close the distance left between us and never let go but my brain wouldn't shut up about all the implications that came with doing so.
Y/N POV:
Out of the blue, my mind decided to realize how close we actually were and all of the ways this could go wrong. Nevertheless I didn't move at all, I couldn't, not now that I knew how good it felt being this close to him, because as scared as I was, I was also overflowed with euphoria.
Eventually I forced myself to try and explain what I was feeling in case panic fucked things up for me
O POV:
"Oliver I-" she said, her lips stroking my own as she spoke but that light touch was enough to finally shut my bloody brain up.
Y/N POV:
I barely got to start my sentence before I heard a quick "Screw it" followed by the feeling of his lips against mine. The kiss started rough and full of passion, it was intoxicating. After some time it became deep and gentle, our lips fitting perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle. Then, slowly it came to be soft and sweet it almost felt familiar as if we had been kissing our whole lives.
O POV:
As the kiss ended we held onto eachother, her arms around my neck and mine around her waist, our foreheads together. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, scared to open them and realize that it had all been a dream.
"We just kissed, like kissed kissed" she says making me finally open my eyes while I laughed softly.
"Yeah, I guess we did"
"What happens now? With us, I mean"
"Well, what do you want to happen?"
"I'm not sure, I don't want to force anything but I don't want things to just go back to being as they always were, as if nothing happened"
"I agree, all I really know is that I don't want to lose you, lose us, no matter what" I said making her smile
"Okay, then maybe, we let things flow and figure it out as we go, crossing the brigdes we find when we come to them?"
"Since when do you do spontaneity?" I teased her earning myself a smack on the shoulder
"Oh, shut it. I was simply trying to suggest a solution to our dilemma, why don't you suggest something Mr I'm so clever?"
"Fine then, be my girlfriend"
"Fine"
"Fine! wait... what did you just said?" I asked shocked at myself
"I said fine, I'll be your girlfriend" the shock still on my face making her nervously continue ranting, "Unless you didn't mean it because in that case we can just-" going faster with every letter that came out of her mouth until I shut her up with a kiss
"It might have slipped out before I could fully process what I was saying, but I meant it, so if you are still on board-"
"Yes" she answered before even letting me finish but I didn't care because I couldn't be happier.
The rest of the night we talked and laughed as we flew and played around with the quaffle up to the point of being too tired to move anymore. Then I accioed a couple blankets over so we could stargaze until we fell asleep holding eachother near.