| ||Rating: Mature||Story Reviews: 2160|
Characters: Fred, George, Oliver, OC, OtherCanon
Genre(s): Fluff, Humor, Romance
Pairings: Other Pairing
First Published: 2009.02.05
Last Published Chapter: 2014.09.19
Last Updated: 2014.09.19
Favorite Story Of: 754 users
| ||Advisory: Contains profanity, Mild violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme, Spoilers|
|This author is an HPFF Angel.|
|Sequel to Keep Away|
Enter: Oliver's training. Alicia's confusion. Fred's threats. Katie's stupidity. George's hot head. Angelina's snogging. Lee's future. Mrs. Wood's vegetables. (Oliver/OC) COMPLETE.
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|1||Janet or Juniper or JoJo
“Oliver sent me the address to his new flat,” I said confidently, helping myself to an apple out of the fridge.
“Where are you going?”
|3||An Awkward, Sexy Conversation
“What has you in such a good mood?”
|4||To Spinnet Cottage
I would never get tired of using that word. It was like a new piece of my Oliver-dating personality. It made me feel strangely dangerous. Like I was going to walk down a dark alley in London and stab someone all while not flossing my teeth.
|5||Hook, Line, and Sinker
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this,” Alicia said, groaning at Oliver’s gesture. “I just can’t get the image of them at each other’s throats out of my head. Fight or something, this is getting weird.”
|6||Flash of a Firefly
“What in Merlin’s name are you sorry about?” She yawned again. Angelina mumbled something. “I am the sorry one. I’ve screwed everything up.”
“How about that toilet situation?”
She beamed and her teeth were very straight and white and for some reason I wanted to punch them all out.
|9||A Crusting of Cake
Oliver let out a sigh. “Don’t hate poor Bridget.”
|10||He'd die, Lou Beckett
What does he do? HE’S A BLEEDING QUIDDITCH PLAYER.
|11||Short Skirt, Long Sigh
|12||Story Worth a Thousand Pictures
"It’s not like we ended in some huge disaster fight like Oliver and I did. We can still be friends and chat about life and problems and the color of draperies.”
|13||A Bouquet of Break
At the moment a cheesy soap opera was on with overacting and plots that went for days. I smiled, took a bite of my breakfast, and concentrated on who slept with whom and why someone had a baby without sleeping with anyone.
|14||Measuring Tape Needed
“I don’t care about lemonade,” said Fred, clearly scandalized. “I was taking about Jane’s legs. Blimey, have they gotten longer. I think they have. Katie, do you have measuring tape up at the house?” He leaned down and stared at my newly tan legs.
|15||No Reasons for Restless Napkins
"Jane, what do you think about this one?”
“I feel like I should get some really high heels and walk down a bit staircase with a banister.”
|17||Are You Loony, Jane?
“How’s Lee?” Alicia said, practically drooling on the table to figure it out. “He hasn’t sent me a letter since you boys left. Has be found a new woman?”
|18||Dancing with Dishy Denters
“There’s a bird in your room!” she screamed. “Oh! I’ve read about this—Jane, it has rabies! Don’t touch it! You’ll get bird flu for certain. Jane—oh, God! You’ve got bird flu. You’re going to sprout wings in six to eight weeks. You’ll be a laughing stock! Your boyfriends in America won’t want anything to do with you.”
|19||Cheese to go with that Wine?
“Tell me about what your plans are for after graduation!”
“You’re home early,” he said, yawning.
“Ah, I see.” Oliver looked nervous. I hadn’t seen him nervous in ages. There were girls eyeing him from the table over but he didn’t notice. I liked that, but I’d never tell. “They’re too good together. We have to fix this.”
“Okay. Are you ready?” The door shut.
|23||Slytherin Sweater and the Sixties
"Yes, sorry, Amanda, Jane does have me on a rather short leash. I just can’t do anything about it.”
“Jane, what on earth are you doing?”
|25||Ginger Wits and Brute Muscle
"You’ll just have to live with that being with Jane. You’ll also have to deal with other people hitting on her and George having a picture of her legs in his room. That Fred took.”
|26||Who Knew it was a Girl?
“Erm,” I mumbled. Drat! “I’m not really sure, Mrs…”
|27||Luxe Bevington and Shrimp
“Think of it as improv,” Alicia said cheerfully. “We can all play characters! I’ll be mysterious, yet light and airy since no one knows I really hold lots of secrets in my full, luxurious head of shiny hair.”
|28||Raising the Drama
“How’s the Quidditch world, Captain?”
|29||Pride, Prejudice, and Pleasantries
“Can I cut in?”
“Don’t worry, none of the raunchy details.”
His brown eyes made me freeze, unaware of the muffin dropping with a soft thud onto the tile floor.
“We have twin-connect. It’s like mind power.” He paused dramatically and turned around, peering at the forest. “For twins.”
|33||Infatuation with Ice Cream and Idiocy
“She hits on Roger?” Fred said, his nose wrinkling. “I’m going to come over and set her straight. Gryffindors are the only ones worth fancying. Obviously.”
|35||We Need to Talk
"I’d leave Lee for Wood.” She snorted. “I’m only joking.” Pause. “Or am I?” Pause. “Of course I’m joking.” Pause. “You’ll never know.”
|36||Fred, Phineas, and Georgette
“Our first session starts in an hour.”
“What are you fears then?” I said, my body weak with vulnerability.
|38||He Knows Everything
"The poor thing. I slammed the door in her face and told her to focus on herself.” He smirked. “Then I opened it and grabbed her and kissed her like I’d never kissed anyone.”
|39||Arrows, Puddlemere, and Magpies
“So what?” Fred said impatiently. “What are you two, anyway? Obsessive snoggers? Perpetual saliva-exchangers? Something else cleverly thought up be me that I can’t think of?”
|40||Why don't you stay?
Lee dipped his finger in his ice cream and smeared it across my face.
|41||The Bucket List
“I hope Oliver hears about this,” I teased.
|42||Really Quite Happy (part 2)
We still keep a bottle of red on top of the fridge. Just in case we need it.
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