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Agnus Dei

Right now she hated him. No cross that. She could kill him right now. She would torture him slowly by tying him to a chair while he was forced to do unspeakable things to his broom. It would include fire, knives and a scissor. Then she forgot everything when her breakfast decided to join the apple she had had 5 minutes ago.

15 minutes later she got up from the cold tiles and cleaned her mouth. Right now she needed Oliver to be here but he was on a tiny would tour with Puddlemere United for at least a week yet. She sighed and managed to get up slowly without making her stomach rebel again. For some odd reason she had been feeling ill since he left a month and a bit ago. They had been out for dinner and had ended up somehow to get drunk on fire whiskey a few days before he was leaving. Somehow they had tried to outdo each other in drinking fire whiskey. None of them could remember who had won though. They had woken up with her being on the couch while Oliver had been sleeping on the floor. Oliver had still looked sick when she said goodbye to him.

She got up and finally reached the couch. She sat down and sighed. She had the appointment tomorrow with her mediwitch to see what caused her feeling like this. Okay, she should probably have been there earlier but she hated going there. Alicia had threatened her with telling Oliver and the twins so she had called the mediwitch centre. She finally felt better and her eyes fell on the picture of her and the others. Alicia, Oliver, Angelina , Harry and the Twins. It was taken after they had won the quidditch cup in Oliver's last year. She hadn't seen him again until she had finished at Hogwarts. Harry had defeated Voldemort by finding the last Horcruxes

but it had turned out that Harry had been the last missing piece. Harry had killed Voldemort but had died doing it. The Wizard world had been shocked and it took a long time before anyone had celebrated that the Second War were over.

It was odd to think of that she and Oliver had met the way they did. She hadn't seen him since he left Hogwarts as he had been offered a place on his favourite team's reserve team. She had been hospitalised after the necklace thing had happened and before that she had been busy studying. It was not before the threat had come so close into her life that she had stepped into the war as an untrained healer really but there was a great need of them. Alicia Spinnet had nearly died when her home had been attacked by death eaters and that had made her decide to join the war before time. Seeing her friend in a coma had been a shock but not as big as it had been for George. George Weasley had always had a huge crush on Alicia but had been too shy to tell her. She was still a bit amused that one of the twins could be shy. It hadn't really been their trademark when they had been students at Hogwarts! Luckily Alicia had woken up and when she had recovered George had swept her off her feet, literally, when she had stepped out from St. Mungo's. The last time she had seen them they had been disgustingly loved-up. She had gotten offers from several quidditch teams but had declined their offers. She wanted to be someone who helped people and she worked at St. Mungos as a healer. She just couldn't play knowing that she might be needed. Hopefully she could play a bit if the war ever ended. She had worked there through the last days of the war and she still had nightmares from what she had seen.

It was in those last days of the war that she had stumbled into Oliver Wood.

She had been helping some of the wounded that had come in. She had turned around when someone had said her name. She looked up from her position and met the eyes of her former Quidditch captain.

"Oliver…OLIVER!"

She had gotten up and had hugged him fiercely. Just to see someone she knew and that he wasn't hurt made her cry. She had seen too many she knew dying or being wounded since she came here. Even the news that it was closer to the defeat of You-Know-Who it hadn't comforted her at all. She felt a hand stroking her back gently and she looked up. She saw the smile he rarely showed except for friends and family. She hadn't seen him in ages and she had missed having him around. Okay, she didn't miss the horrible hours in the rain because he wanted them to train their Quidditch skills! At the thought of the old times at Hogwarts she started crying again.

"Shhhh sweets….Kates, don't cry. I'm okay…."

She looked up and gave him a tired smile. She took in the sight of him. His hair was longer, he had a scar above his eyebrow and his clothes were dirty and torn a few places.

"What are you doing here?"

"Haven't you heard? Voldemort's dead."

She looked at him bewildered but then understood that he said.

"Harry?"

He shook his head and looked at her with a sad smile.

"He…he was the missing piece. He sacrificed himself..."

Katie cried. She had known Harry and he had been a great guy. To think of him not being here anymore. She felt Oliver's arms around her and heard that he was crying too. Harry was not here anymore. He had saved their lives but had given his own life to do that. Images of him catching the snitch, celebrating with the other Gryffindors, Harry trying to tell Ginny Weasley about his feelings popped up. He was no longer here. Her 'adopted' brother as she called him at Hogwarts and he had just smiled. Ginny must be devastated and Ron and Hermione Granger too.

She didn't know for how long they had been standing there or how Oliver had gotten her home. She had been so exhausted from everything happening the last days that she had fallen asleep. The last she saw was Oliver looking at her.

Will be continued...