Here's my first fic ever. Hope you like it. It's OWKB so yeah… Decided to fix it up a bit and really start to write!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, places, or things you recognize. Don't sue me! One day I may be rich enough to buy Harry Potter, but for now, I must say that it isn't mine.

Things that are mine: Plot and some characters. Steal and I will hunt you down and sue your bloody pants off! lol

Now onto the story!

Chapter 1 ; Back In London

A face of a handsome Scot appeared before me… His smile making me melt…. The smell of his aftershave… His oh-so-kissable lips… His messy yet sexy hair… His-

"Bell! Stop daydreaming and get back to work! Your lunch break ended ten minutes ago!" snapped a crabby voice.

I snapped out of my dream. Oliver…. I was dreaming about Oliver! Ugh… It's been five years. Five stinking years without any contact from him… Five long years without thinking of him…. Why now?

I shot a murderous look at the direction of the crabby voice and growled. It was Julia Moore, the fakest bitch of the century. And when I say fake, I mean it. Practically her entire body was remade or "fixed" by plastic surgery. Of course, with her fakeness compared to my dull blonde hair and hazel-ish eyes, she looked a hell lot more interesting than me.

I sighed, got up, and walked towards the counter.

I glanced at the ever growing stack of papers on my desk and groaned. I'm forever filling out these darn papers and it's driving me insane! I don't even get a good pay for all this paperwork I do! Stupid Ministry work…. It's a good thing I get a good pay because if the pay really sucked, I'd quit in a heartbeat. Someone remind me why I'm still working here!

While I'm filling out these stupid papers, I'll tell you about myself. I'm Katie Bell, I'm… 5 feet 6? Yeah… That sounds right. 5 feet 6 and I used to live here in London! I'm a witch (did I really have to tell you that? Unless you're a muggle… Then forget what I said. I'm normal!) and I went to Hogwarts. I took Muggle Studies, but I kind of failed with a Dreadful… But hey, at least I know a few things about muggles! Err… I'm also the youngest out of three and I hate hand-me-downs with a passion! Have you ever heard of Nick Bell? Yes, that handsome, rich, and famous Quidditch star. Or Liz Bell? Mhmm… The Hottest Witch Of The Year for three years in a row and winner of the Best Witch Smile two times so far? Those are my siblings. Now have you ever heard of Katie Bell, winner of no award, is no famous Quidditch star, and works in a bloody office day and night? No, sir!

"La la la… Work is sooo boring… I really hate this job and la la la…" I sang. Yes, I was that bored. I was pretty much in my own world by then. I looked up and glanced around my office. I really needed to redecorate. It's been a week since I have. My current theme was green. Yes, I love everything to match. I'm I think what one would say color coordinated or whatever they say for always wearing matching colors. Sighing, I got up at took out my wand.

"Okayyy… Let's have a… yellow theme! Err… Crocus diripio quod crocus tabula verto-Yaaaaak!" I screeched.

Oh I was angry. Right when I was about to finish my spell, my coworker Mike popped up in front of me making me startled. The smoke slowly cleared.

"Miiiiike! I told you not to do-that!" I squeaked. Mike turned into a yak! Oh my bloody gosh. He's an animal! A hairy, gigantic, yellow yak! Yellow! Bright, blinding yellow!

"Katie! I was on my way here to ask you if you had any quills I could borrow when I heard you scream so I ran down here to see what was… wrong?" rambled a disheveled looking girl in black and silver robes. She turned to me with confusion on her face. "Katie… Why is there a buffalo in your office? And why is it YELLOW?"

I slowly turned to look at her, my eyes wide. In a flash I remembered that she was dating Mike. Good grief… How do you tell a girl that finished Hogwarts as Top Witch and is one of the best aurors in the country that you transformed her boyfriend into a yellow animal and you don't know how to turn him back?

"Well… You see, funny story it is… Uhh… I was redecorating my office, and I decided why not have a huge yellow yak in here and make it like huge and um… alive! And like it's- it's," I was melting under her penetrating stare. Stop looking at me like that, I mentally screamed in my head. Must. Not. Tell. Her- I cracked. "It's Mike! I transformed him into a yak and I don't know how to transform him baaaaaaack!" I wailed.

I shut my eyes tight and was bracing myself for a variety of curses, hexes, and jinxes to be thrown at me. Holding my breath, I silently counted the seconds I had left to live. One… Two… Threeeee… I slowly opened one eye. Alena, for that was her name, had her hands over her face and was silently shaking. Must be from the grief.

"I'm so sorry, Alena! It was an accident! Maybe we should hurry him to St. Mungo's! But I mean, it isn't permanent, is it? Surely they can fix it! Surely YOU can fix it! You're the best witch of your year! But no! If she could've, you would've done so earlier! Oh gosh… I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! Say something, Alena! I'm willing to endure anything! Just don't kill me!" I begged, my voice getting higher with each word I said.

"Katie… What spell did you use?" she asked, her face looked contorted.

"Please don't turn me into a yellow yak! I told you it was an accident!" I screamed.

"Katie!" she barked, "What spell did you use? Tell me the words."

"Um… I said 'crocus diripio quod crocus tabula verto' and then I screamed 'yak' because Mike popped in front of me and startled me." I mumbled.

"Oooh. That's a good spell! I'll have to use it one day!" she laughed and winked at me. "Well, Mike, hun… Maybe you should stay like a yak?"

"Hurrrr," the yak- er, Mike growled.

"Hehe. I was just kidding, baby!" Alena smiled.

"Alena… You can change him back, right?" I asked.

"Change him back? Oh… Um… Yeah, I think so… Give me a bit to remember the spell." she replied, frowning.

Half an hour later after fifteen different attempts, Alena finally managed to transform Mike back. Of course, he still had bright yellow hair instead of his usual dark brown.

"Finally!" Mike said, giving an exasperated sigh. "Don't you ever do that again, Katie!"

"Excuse me!" I snapped. "It was YOUR fault! You just so happened to popped right in front of me when I was performing a spell! You should've known better!"

"What spell were you using that made you turn me yellow!"

"I was redecorating my office!"

"You just redecorated it last week!"

"So!"

"So! So why do you need to do it again!"

"SHUT UP ALREADY!" hollered Alena. "I have work to do so Katie, give me the bloody quill or I'll hex both of you to oblivion!"

Grudgingly, I gave Alena one of my quills and got back to work.

Ding dong, ding dong, ding ding ding dong.

I looked at my watch and sighed. Work was finally over. Not to mention I get my paycheck today! I quickly put away the papers and my pens and rushed towards my boss's office.

Timidly, I knocked on the door and walked in. Mr. Venziyer looked at me with his old, squinting eyes. He's absolutely scary. Eyes can creep me out so bad. Blah…

"It's Friday, sir, and I was wondering about my paycheck… I haven't been paid in over a month and-" I stammered. I hate it when he stares at me…

"And you want me to pay the money you don't even deserve." He mocked. He started muttering about lazy people and good for nothing idiots and threw an envelope at my face.

As I left the Ministry office, I glanced at the check. 20 Galleons, 114 Sickles, and 512 Knuts… That's about…Um… Oh where's those Muggle contraptions things called kwonkulator or something when you need them? Grrr… I always stunk at math…. And why couldn't stupid Ven-whatever just pay it all in galleons instead of these horribly huge amounts on knuts and sickles? It's like paying a muggle 100 benties for 1 polker!

I climbed up the stairs to my apartment and slowly trudged to my room. Falling on my bed, I recapped today's event. Mainly that daydream about a certain Quidditch Captain of my years at Hogwarts. I fell asleep that night, dreams filled with a familiar boy that I knew since my first year at Hogwarts, twelve, almost 13, years ago….

Beep beep beep beep beep

I woke up to that annoying beeping with the evil sunlight shining in my eyes. Hm… Since I have my beautiful paycheck, why not spend part of it on some shopping?

I quickly changed and grabbed my wallet with my paycheck securely tucked away. I skipped into Gringrots and waited in line. Did I ever tell you how short and scary those goblins are? They're all… grungy and short…. Anyways, after depositing 3/5 of my paycheck into the bank and after emptying my guts for ten or so minutes (do you think that I can stand that ultra fast speed! It might be fun, but horribly sickening! And the fastest broom I owned was a Cleansweep, so that's not saying much.), I got up and started my shopping.

I went to every single shop on Diagon Alley. I even stopped at Mr. Ollivander's shop to get my wand cleaned and to say hi to that old coot. As I walked down the street, I realized how shabby my robes were. Of course, I haven't purchased new robes since 3 years ago! (Yes I wore the same robes everyday for five years!)

After buying five new (did you honestly think I'd wear USED or OLD robes?) sets of robes, I saw Fred and George's shop. I saw their sign and started to crack up. Those two haven't changed at all! I quickly entered the building. Last I heard from these two was that Fred was dating some girl and George was about to marry Alicia.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" I called out. It was dark and kind of creepy in there.

"Kats? Is that you?" I heard someone questioned. I squinted into the darkness and saw two dark silhouettes. "Oi Fred! It's ickle wittle Katie-watie!" It must be George. Hmph…. I told him to never call me that.

"Katie darling! It's simply wonderful to see you-" a loud wail interrupted Fred.

"Angie! Fred! Katie! Alicia! Heeeeeelp! It's attacking me! It's clawing at me!" screeched George. He then started to run around shaking a bundle of cloths in his hands.

"George Weasley! You do not call your daughter an it! Do you hear me! And you do not shake your daughter! She's an infant you idiot!" shrieked a fair skinned lady with her slightly curly blonde hair in messy bun on top of her head.

"'Licia?" I called out. So Alicia did marry George… I knew it'd happen sooner or later. But I wonder who Fred was dating? And Angelina… Doesn't look like they're dating anymore.

Twirling around, Alicia saw me and started shrieking some more. "Oh… my… gosh! Katie! Is that really you! I gotta call Angie! She'll freak! Where have you been! Do you know how worried Angie and I were! You just left without a message or note or anything! You went poof! Disappeared! And here you are now! Man… Am I dreaming? I have to be dreaming…. Spill girl! Tell me where you've been, what you've been up to, and all of the juicy things! Especially with that handsome Scot of yours!"

I stared at Alicia. She seemed to be acting really different.. And there was no way I'd tell her why I left. She'll make it a bigger deal than it already was. Not to mention gossip about it.

"I'm fine…. I-I-I was in the neighborhood and-"

"Don't you "I was in the neighborhood" me! You left London years agoand I want to know what you're back and why you left!" barked Alicia

"Er... I gotta go. It was nice seeing and um... talking to you guy... Bye!" I made a mad scramble for the door.

For a pregnant lady, Alicia sure has fast reflexes. In a flash she wasright in front of me and glared. She started to sniffle. ""W-was it something I s-said? I take b-back what-whatever I said! I was just r-real-really excited! Don't goooo! Don't leave me here! Ka-Katie! I missed you! You don't know how it is to live with these two and wash their socks and stuff! It's horrible!" She was bawling by now.

"No no no! It wasn't something you said Alicia! I also can't imagine what'd it be like to live with them. And I really do have to go!" I said, trying to leave.

"Alright Katie… But you have to join us for dinner tomorrow! Just stop by here and the twins will show you how to get to our home. I'll be inviting a few other people too. Please come, Katie!" she pleaded.

"But… She… I… Ugh… Fine. I'll see you tomorrow," I grunted. What have I gotten myself into! Knowing Angie, she'll probably invite a certain evil someone to dinner.

"Yay!" Alicia cheered. "Just come by here tomorrow and the twins'll show you the way home! Won't you Fred? George?"

As Alicia glared at the twins, you could their eyes widen and hear them gulp.

"Of course we will!" Fred agreed.

"Yeah!" George exclaimed, later mumbling under his breath, "Wouldn't want Alicia to kill me in my sleep…"

Smiling wryly, I called out while leaving the twin's shop, "Bye now!"

I was in deep though while walking down Diagon Alley. As I passed the Quidditch store, I saw the newest broom model. Pressing my nose against the glass, reading the card next to the broom.

The Lighteningflash, it read, was initially built for seekers and chasers. Its firm grip, polished broom handle, and wicked speed has made it extremely popular and its price is just right for its many features. It can go up to 500 miles per hour and it is truly faster than a flash of lightening!

I swear that I was drooling at it! I had to buy it. Who cares if I don't play Quidditch anymore! That broom is too awesome to let go! My eyes fell down to the price.

Price: 1,125 Galleons, 15 Sickles, 12 Knuts

Please call assistant for help with the purchase of this wonderful broom!

"Holy shit! That's crazy!" I shrieked, my eyes widening to the size of saucers.

Hearing a deep chuckle behind me, I looked behind me and widen my eyes. The figure was tall, muscular, and had broad shoulders. The chuckle also had a thick Scottish accent to it.

"Oliver!" I croaked. Today was just not my day.

"Hello, Katie. Long time no see," he replied, his lips slowly formed a smile.

That's it. I added more and tried to make it funnier…. I fixed some spelling and grammar mistakes, and I personally think it looks good! And because I have another month of summer vacation left, I'll write during this time. And if I start to get really into writing, updates 24/7! Somehow, I doubt it though. :P Until next time!