You were watching the Quidditch match. It was Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff. Everyone was one the edge of their seats as Harry caught the snitch. Everyone around you jumped up and started cheering as you made your way out of the stands. You made it down as Fred and George lifted Harry onto their shoulders. You tapped Oliver on the shoulder. "You played a good game Wood." He smiled at you. "You know you can call me Oliver, right (Y/N)?" You nodded. "Yeah, but I'm gonna stick with Wood." He rolled his eyes at you. "Well how would like to tell me how much of a good game it was at Hogsmeade?" You nodded and ran off. Before you could get to far you ran back and kissed his cheek, leaving Oliver very flustered. "I'd like that."