PHC for Carolyne: Anna ran through the castle, her red hair matted together. Mulciber was tailing her, and she dodged every curse she could. “Stupefy!” someone yelled. Anna turned to see who it was: Oliver Wood. “Oliver? What are you doing here?” she asked as she rushed to him. “I found out that it was happening, here and now, and I had to help my friends,” he replied. It had been years since she had seen Oliver. Where he had been since he left school, Anna had no idea. Her blue eyes had lit up at what he said next, “I wish I hadn’t left all of you guys, especially you.” A hex shot towards them and she pushed Oliver down, but in exchange, it hit her arm. She screamed in pain, then jinxed the Death Eater who had caused her pain. “A true Gryffindor,” Oliver coughed, brushing dust off of his arms. “We had better get you to the hospital wing, or whatever is left of it,” he remarked. “I am fine,” Anna retorted, wincing in pain. “As you wish,” Oliver sighed, “but let me make it better.” “How are you goi--“ she started to ask, but was cut off by Oliver kissing her. “Now is not the time, Oliver,” she said, catching her breath. “It’s now or never, isn’t it?” he asked. “With war and all? We both almost died just now.” She smiled, “So, I guess Quidditch isn’t important anymore, is it?” He replied, pulling her close, “No, you are.” Fred was running by and said, “Oi! Oliver! This is great and all, but some more Death Eaters are coming over here!” Anna grabbed Oliver’s hand and, together, they fought off all the Death Eaters they could. * * * After the battle had finished and Lord Voldemort had been defeated, Oliver proposed in front of everyone. “I waited too long,” he said, “and now, I want to make up for it with every day of our life.” ~TA Hermione Belle Athena
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