A/N: So... now I think I like writing smexy stuff, so, uh, hope you guys like it! This chapter is a bit fluffy, and a bit smexy, a good amount of both! But on a less smexy note, how are my Greekies doing? Did you consume enough caramel to kill a herd of goats? Did you nearly get high off a sharpie? Has your family made you a present wrapper and now you spend your weekends wrapping presents, or, if it's a kitchen aid mixer, you give up and stick a bow on it and call it spa day? Well, I hope you have fun! Remember, especially with these sort of chapters, I want you to tell me I got your character wrong, or if I wrote them incorrectly, or if you had a different vision for what they might do, I want or know it all! I love you all to bits, and I'd hate to get your characters wrong! The word count is 1.8k words long!

The aesthetic above was created by -starsandshadows- per usual, amazing! And this is dedicated to stormtoweather I hope you love it!

𝕰𝖛𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜:

Evan smiled as he pressed a kiss to Olivia's head. They had fallen asleep together, and, unlike Thalia and Rabstan, they had been doing scandalous things the night before. The kissing, the throwing of the clothes across the room, the deed, they did it all.

Evan gently brushed Olivia's hair from out of her face and smiled when Olivia snuggled closer to him, she was utterly gorgeous and no one, no one on this bloody earth or any other realm (seeing as he's been to Asgard, no one there) would convince him that Olivia wasn't the most beautiful woman ever to grace the earth.

Evan pressed another kiss to Olivia's cheek, it was only seven in the morning, and he knew Olivia didn't wake up until later. Evan just thought about some things for a moment before deciding to wake her up for breakfast, and later, classes.

What even were they? Sure they shagged and all, they went out on a date once, but other than that, Evan assumed they were friends? He didn't really know. They spent all of their time together on Asgard having fun, they've done the deed more than once, were they friends with benefits? Did Olivia consider them dating? Evan didn't know, but he also didn't want to make a fool of himself asking Olivia. Would he make a fool of himself? And what happens if she does think they're dating? How would go about telling his parents that? Sure Olivia was a pure-blood, but she did have two dads, not that Evan didn't like Mr. and Mr. Tucker-James (Not that he's met them but Olivia's woken highly of her fathers), but what would his family say? Maybe they wouldn't mind because Olivia was pureblooded by birth? Hopefully so.

Evan checked the time and decided maybe Olivia wouldn't mind being woken up, he gently pressed a kiss to her forehead, and then to her lips, which made her smile in her sleep and made Evan smile back. He gently shook Olivia's and she opened up her eyes.

"Liv, it's time to wake up," Evan said, hoping Olivia wouldn't fall back asleep.

"Hmmm? Is the sun even out yet, Rosie?" Olivia asked groggily.

Evan peered over to the window to the balcony (they were in his bed, meaning the balcony was a tad bit further away) and through the pink drapes, he could see the sun shining through.

"Yes it is, and I want to ask you a question," Evan said, fidgeting with his fingers, it was just a habit he couldn't break off.

"Oh?" Olivia asked and slowly sat up a bit, leaning her head on her hand so that her blonde hair fell behind her, "What's that?"

"What are we?" Evan asked and Olivia rolled her eyes. Evan had been able to discern the different Olivia eye rolls, this one was an amused eye roll. Plus the adorable smile gave it away.

"Well, we're human, I'm a witch, and you're a wizard," Olivia replied.

Evan chuckled and stopped fidgeting with his fingers so he could mimic Olivia's and gently tuck a stray hair behind her ear.

"Yes, but what are we, relationship-wise?" Evan asked.

Olivia scrunched up her face slightly, "Well, I don't know, are we friends, or are we, friends, with," she cleared her throat awkwardly, "benefits or I mean, it's up to you when it comes to dating,"

"If you're comfortable with it," Evan said, and when Olivia smiled her grinned, "Olivia Tucker-James, would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asked.

Olivia smiled, "Yes I would, Evan Rosier," She said before kissing Evan on the lips, Evan kissing her back.

𝕺𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜:

Olivia smiled and rolled her eyes as Evan held open the door of the dorm room for her. Such a little gentleman, Olivia loved it, truly she did, it was adorable and quite sweet, who said chivalry was dead? Not here.

Olivia sighed as she pressed a thank-you kiss to Evan's cheek before sitting on her bed and taking off her shoes and Gryffindor tie. Evan did the same, except with his Slytherin tie.

It was the "spare time" students had before going to bed, and Olivia had already finished most of her homework in class and during study hall, the rest wasn't due for ages — Evan the same as her. She sighed as she played with her hair, trying to come up with something to do, then she got a brilliant idea.

"Hey, so, one of my friends came up with a game -- we used to do this with the boys back in the Gryffindor dorm — where we would find everything in our closet made form a certain place or whatever, and then try to make an outfit with what we have. It really is fun," Olivia said, hoping that Evan would get the idea.

"You want to try it?" Evan asked and when Olivia smiled he bit his lip and chuckled, "Sure, where?"

Olivia scrunched her mouth around in thought, "Maybe, made in China?" She asked.

Evan smiled, "alright," he said before going to his closet and opening it.

Olivia did the same and dug through her clothes, looking at all the tags. She plucked out a slinky black dress that Lily got her for her birthday the five days before (Evan had gotten her a really expensive pair of earrings she wore all the time now), a fuzzy pink sweater, some sweatpants, heels, and so on and so on. She threw them all behind her to the bed and hoped that they landed actually on the bed and not the floor. Once she'd gone through her entire closet she looked at the decent-sized pile.

Olivia placed her hands on her hips in thought and looked over to Evan then laughed as she saw his clothes were just a mess of black, white, silver, and green.

Evan looked over to Olivia with a confused face before chuckling, "Oh hush, I like it, don't judge," he said.

"I never said I was!" Olivia exclaimed laughing before looked at her pile. She tried to move it to one side to organize everything. She picked up the slinky black dress, maybe she'd wear it later, she put it in one pile, then the rest got sorted in piles of she'd try it on and no. Everything was generally pink, yellow, white, and red (other than the dress) and maybe it was a tad bit hypocritical when giggling at Evan's clothes. She put all the "no"s away for more space to figure out outfits, then quickly found the outfit she wanted and went to go out it on in the bathroom.

Olivia slipped on the outfit and went back out to find Evan already in his outfit.

"Awww, you look adorable," Evan said when he saw Olivia.

Olivia was in an off the shoulder white sweater with a cute teddy bear design on it, tucked in a little to a short light pink shirt, some socks to match, she rolled her eyes and giggled before looking to Evan.

He was wearing a simple black sweater and dark black skinny jeans. Olivia wondered for a moment why he owned skinny jeans, but then saw his how his legs looked in them when he stood up, and she realized she did not care one little bit why he owned them.

"Cmon, let's go to the balcony, today's a nice star gazing day I think." He said smiling as he offered Olivia's his arm. Olivia smiled and took it and Evan gently guided her to the balcony, opening the window and going out to the balcony.

Olivia shivered lightly at the cold and suddenly Evan went inside. Olivia scrunched her eyebrows together and then Evan came back out with a jacket in his arms, he gave it to Olivia and she smiled when she muted it smelled like him. He sure wasn't getting that back anytime soon.

"Thank you," Olivia said as she kissed Evan.

"You're welcome love," Evan replied then looked up, "Look!"

Olivia looked up and sighed at how beautiful the stars looked she could vaguely see her breath in her face, but she looked up at the little lights in the sky. They looked like little Christmas decorations in the sky as if the universe was preparing to celebrate the holidays and decided that the night sky needed to be spiced up a little bit.

"They gorgeous," Olivia breathed out, then felt Evan's arm snake around her waist.

"They don't compare to you in their beauty," Evan said, making Olivia's blush, "Whoever saw over your creation, may it be god, one of the angels, or some other deity, they took special care with you. They just threw the stars in the sky and got lucky they turned out beautiful, But you, they made sure to make you the most amazing woman in the world."

Olivia blushed hard and smiled, "I love you so much," She said, turned around and giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. Evan kisses her back with the same passion as he led both of them back inside, shutting the window behind them. Just as he led them over to Olivia's bed, she broke away.

"Wait, hold on, I want to show you something," Olivia said as she slipped away and found her slinky black dress, she silently thanked Lily for giving it to her as she went it the bathroom and changed. It barely covered her arse and her breasts, but she was fine with that at the moment.

Olivia came back out and Evan's mouth dropped at the sight of her, she grinned and walked over to Evan.

"Do you like what you see?" Olivia asked sitting in Evan's lap.

"I think I more than like it," Evan said before flipping Olvia over and onto the bed back first in a swift move and hovering over her, "but I think I'd like it better off."

"Be my guest," Olivia said before kissing Evan passionately.

Question For Your OC: Are they more of a "fuck me right now" couple or an "I'm going to cuddle you to death" kind of couple?

Hel and Sirius are dead centre on that scale. It honestly depends on the day, some days all they want to do is lay under the covers and just cuddle and preferably fall asleep on top of each other, and other days they're banging their brains out, you just never know. Dead centre.

Question For You: What would you wear to a ball?

Ahhhhh! As a person who loves to fashion design, make her own clothes and has two very clashing styles this is so hard! I'd either go with a sleek black dress that's sparkly or a beautiful red ball gown!

Characters used in this chapter:

Olivia Tucker-James

Evan Rosier

Lily Evans