Who: Ang & Oliver What: Since Katie isn't here, Ang needs advice from Oliver. Where: Ang's office When: Monday afternoon Rating: pg13? Status: Complete!
While their date had gone horribly, Oliver was still Angelina's best mate. In all truths, Ang couldn't have hoped for anything better. If Oliver had gone on pretending to like her, he eventually would have come to loathe her, which is something that would destroy Ang. This way, Oliver was able to open up to Ang, and return to their usual friendship. Although Oliver was running around like a madman convinced he was gay, it was Angelina who needed guidance. Oliver was simply freaking out because he finally couldn't focus 100% on quidditch.
Today, like all the other days this week, had been uneventful. Without the first years, Angelina didn't have much to do. She'd already worked out all the practice schedules, and she could only practice quidditch for so long. Students were caught up in each other, their classes, themselves, and few had extra time to spend with Ang. She hadn't been approached for guidance, and she was actually getting a bit bored. Maybe accepting this job hadn't been the greatest idea.
Sitting in her chair, Angelina spun. When alone, she reverted to her childhood. Back then she'd been able to do nothing for hours, and enjoy it. Spinning in her chair, Angelina could only think about George. He was staying with her right now, and it wasn't helping. She was sleeping through the night, but it wasn't helping her mind. Did she like him? Or was it just her leftover feelings for Fred?