The Smile On My Mouth is Hiding the Words That Won't Come Out (Oliver Wood One Shot)

I haven't written a one shot in a while, so I decided to do an Oliver Wood one, sounds fun right? :) The song is The Story,by Brandi Carlile, go listen to it! Message, rate and whatnot, requests still open! :)

Created by NeverWearMauve on Monday, April 11, 2011

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"April, are you serious?" Katie stared at me like I had just spoken parseltongue. All I had said was that I wanted to start a theatre program here at Hogwarts.
I smiled at her, Angeling, and Alicia, three of my best friends here,"Look guys, you have quidditch, and you love it; well musical theatre is my quidditch."
Angeling smiled sadly, "How would you know what quidditch is to you, you've never even flown."
Yeah, unfortunately, it was true. I came here from America at the start of the term, in American wizarding schools, we didn't have much space for flying, and quidditch. Too many muggles.
"That's not the point, the point is, I need some support on this, and you guys are great friends, you have no choice but to support me." I smiled.
Fred and George on either side of me nodded. They were also my closest friends, while they couldn't underestand it or take it seriously, they were helping me do this.
Angelina smiled, "Fine, how about we make a deal?"
I nodded, "Terms?"
"You let us teach you how t ofly, and all about quidditch, and we'll support your theatre project."
I sighed, "Fine."
identical grins spread across Fred and George's faces, "Now why didn't we think of that?" Fred asked. George continued, "Honestly I can't wait to see April up in the air, we should get the whole team to help out.
I laughed, it sounded a bit more nervous than I would have liked, "Yeah, no."
*
Oliver's P.O.V
I had been lying in bed, and for the life of me I cannot sleep. Obviously there's only one thing to do. I pulled on some jeans and a tee shirt and headed out to the quidditch pitch.
I stepped onto the pitch and immediately hid in the stands. I watched as a girl with long brown hair, the ends dyed purple, with large green/grey eyes, played a grand piano, how on earth April managed to get that out here I had no idea.
I knewshe was musical, but the way she was playing now...I never wod have guessed. All my thoughts were silenced as I heard her start to sing.
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
Yeah you do and I was made for you
She sang with so much emotion my heart felt heavy. I instantly regretted not spending time with her, even though she was constantly around me due to mutual friends. From the team.
You see the smile that's on my mouth
Is hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
Oh yes, it's true...
I was made for you.......

She finished and I suddenly felt as though I was intruding on something very personal.As she sang this particular song,I learned things about her that I probably couldn't have ever learned by simply speaking to her, things I wondered if anyone even knew.
She's been through so much, and I'd be willing to bet she's feeling as though she doesn't belong, almost...alone. I realized t was time for me to leave.
*
April's P.O.V
Saturday. Wonderful. This was the promised day that I would be learning how to fly as well as basics of quidditch. Wish me luck.
I got dresssed andheaded downstairs for breakfast.
It was 6 a.m., too early for just about anyone else.
I sat down at the Gryffindor table,to see that Oliver Wood was the only one there. I sat across from him.
I had been meaning to speak with Oliver for a while, his passion for quidditch impressed me. It was Fred and George's passion forpranking that originally led me to be friends with them,and I had an intense passion for music. Needless to say, I enjoy people who can relate to loving something so much.
Ilooked up at him, "Morning, Oliver."
He lookedup, surprised, "Hello, April."
"So what's on your agenda today?"I asked, my lame attempts at small talk.
He smiled, "I was considering practicing some quidditch."
My face fell quickly, then Ilaughed, "Yeah, don't do that."
He looked up at me confused, "Why?"
"I've agreed to let Fred, George, Katie, Alicia, and Angelina teach me how to fly along with a bit of quidditch. Harry may be there as well, but I'm not sure I could live through you observing my failures as well."
Oliver smiled, "Quite honestly, I'd be the best teacher. And they're not up yet. Want to get an early start?"
I smiled weakly, "Umm..."
He grinned, "I'm not letting you say no."
I sighed, "Fine."
*
Three hours later I had already been up in the sky twice, Oliver was the best teacher ever.
"Can we take a break now?" I asked, we hadn't stopped since 6 a.m. and I was tired of having mini heart attacks everytime I was up in the air.
Oliver nodded, "Yeah, I'd say it's about time."
I sat smack center of the pitch and Oliver joined me.
"April, I have a small confession."
I raised my eyebrows, "Let's hear it." I laughed.
"Last night I couldn't sleep so I came out to the pitch, and I heard you singing. It was...amazing, I've never heard anything like it."
I felt my cheeks getting hot and I looked away from him, "So how is that a confession?" I asked.
He sighed, "I just felt as though I was intruding on something really personal."
I smiled, "It is really personal, but it'd be sort of like me walking out here to see you practicing alone. That'd be person in a way too, no? But um, no one else hear has really heard me play anything or even sing yet, you're the first."
He smiled, "I'm glad."
"Really?" I asked, "Why, it's no bigdeal."
His jaw dropped, "It's a huge deal! From that one song, I feel as though I know more about you than anyone else here. You could do that withjust your voice alone, so you could imagine why I'd be pleased that some other guy didn't discover that before me."
I looked up, even more confused, "Wha-?"
I was cut off by Oliver leaning down and pressing his lips to mine, and his arms going around my waist.
I was too shocked to move at all, he began to pull away.
I put my hand to his cheek to keep him with me.
Fireworks were going off everywhere.
I'm no hopeless romantic, fireworks were literally surrounding us.
We seperated, his arms still encircling me, as we looked all around us as seemingly millions of fireworks exploded around us.
Oliver laughed, "I suppose now is the perfect moment to ask if you'd be my girlfriend."
i reached up and kissed him again, both of us smiling the entire time.
"Oi! We thought all the noise and lights would seperate you two!" Fred and George came up to us, along with Katie, Alicia, and Angelina.
I laughed and remained stationary in Oliver's lap,
"Looks like you got a head start." Angelina said winking. I laughed and stood up pulling Oliver with me.
"Welp, I learned all I need to know about quidditch, I'll show youguys some other time. Until then, I reccommend listening to Les Miserables in preperation for theatre." I said smiling. Oliver and I went to sit by the black lake, spending the rest of the day talking and...whatnot.

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