Night Flying

                                    

                                          
A/N: You know what? Fuck it. That last chapter was kinda boring so I'm posting this one too. Happy MLK day!
                          
Ivy:
                          
On Thursday, the only exchange I had with Oliver was in DADA was when we were packing up at the end of class.
                          
"Caddell, you dropped this." He passed me a note (that I had not, in fact, dropped.)
                          
"Thanks," I gave him a small wink and took the note, holding it in my hand as we left the class. 
                          
"What's that?" Meghan motioned to the piece of parchment in my hand. 
                          
"I'm not sure yet." We turned the corner to head down to herbology and I opened the parchment. 
                          
Ivy, stay in the locker room after your practice today, see you then.
                          
-Oliver
                          
"He's gonna come to the locker room after practice," I told Meghan. She raised her eyebrows and grinned. 
                          
"Ooooh," She smirked.
                          
Luckily, neither my classes nor practice felt too long. After I said goodbye to my teammates, I flew down to the snow-covered grass and packed up the ball trunk. I hauled the trunk into the equipment closet outside of the locker room, and then I too went inside to warm up. When I walked inside, it appeared the only person left was Avery.
                          
"Hey Carver, doing okay?" I asked the girl who was sitting on the bench. She gave me a thumbs up while she was sipping out of her water bottle. "Good work today." She smiled and thanked me, and left the locker room. I did a quick scan of the room to make sure there was no one else inside and put my broom away in my locker, still breathing heavily. The door opened and Oliver came in.
                          
"Hey," Oliver said, coming up to my locker, "How was practice?" 
                          
"It was good, cold though," I said, grabbing my water bottle from the locker. 
                          
"Your cheeks are so red," He laughed. "I don't have a ton of time because I told my friends I was running down here to make sure I had locked my locker, but I wanted to see you." 
                          
"Well hi then."
                          
"Hi," He smiled. "Are you up for an adventure tonight?" He raised his eyebrows mischievously. 
                          
"Tonight? Sure. Are you gonna tell me what we're doing or is it another surprise?"
                          
"What else would it be?" He winked, "Dress warm and meet me in the locker room around 8:00." 
                          
"Sneaking out are we? Rebellious." I remarked, " I almost mistook you for a Slytherin there."
                          
"Yeah yeah," he smiled. "Okay I should get going, but I'll see you tonight." 
                          
"See you." He smiled and walked out of the locker room.
                          
At dinner, I told Meghan and Alyssa about my plan to sneak out and they gushed about it.
                          
"Well, I'm going to knock some sense into Adrian tonight," Alyssa muttered as she picked at her shepard's pie.

                          
"It's about fucking time." 
                          
"Does that mean you guys are leaving me?" Meghan said, pouting. 
                          
"Sorry," I gave an apologetic look, "You know, you could hang out with Flint or something?" I said, slyly trying to plant the idea in her head. 
                          
"You know what? Maybe I will," She said. We ate dinner quickly and went back to the common room. Alyssa immediately went up to the boy's dormitory to talk to Adrian and I saw Meghan approach Marcus with her homework in hand. I watched her sit down next to him at the table and saw his face turn pink.