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This chapter basically sets the stage for the rest of the story-- there will be a lot of Fred & George and their mischief and, of course, loads of Katie & Oliver.

I hope you enjoy!


"Angelina, Katie, Alicia," Fred Weasley bellowed across the Gryffindor common room, late into the night.

"What do you want?" Angelina asked warily, eyeing Fred and George.

"We've decided that we are officially revolting," Fred replied.

"Thanks for the update, boys…"Alicia stated with a grin.

"..But we've known that since the moment we first saw you eat," Katie finished with a smirk.

"First of all," George said with a mock glare, "You are going to have to do better than that."

"Second of all," Fred finished with a flare, "We meant that we are officially revolting against our beloved quidditch captain."

"Oliver Wood has completely lost it," George said, the three chasers nodding their heads in agreement.

"With all the extra practices we have I barely have time anymore to sleep," Alicia said grumpily.

"Or to eat," Katie said when her stomach let out an unusually large growl.

"Or to set off dungbombs near the Slytherin common room," Fred stated sadly.

"Or to finish this History of Magic essay," Angelina said.

"To study for my Transfiguration test!"

"To shop in Hogsmeade!"

"To try and steal our file from Filch's office!"

"To study for my practical Transfiguration exam!"

"To condition my hair!'

"To slip our latest potion into Ron's morning pumpkin juice!"

"Oi!" Ron shouted from his position near the fireplace with Hermione and Harry.

"This was you?!" he shouted, gesturing at his groin.

"Okay, so maybe we have time for that last one," Fred whispered under his breath before turning on Ron.

"Ronnie-kins!" George shouted, "Didn't dad ever have 'the talk' with you?"

"Yeah," Fred continuted, "It's perfectly normal for a young wizard of your age to start developing random purple striped patches of hair all over your—"

"Okay then!" Angelina shouted, "I think it's time to move this conversation to a more private location."

She then proceeded to drag the twins and the rest of the group over to the windows.

"So," George continued, as if uninterrupted, "I think we all agree that Woodsie needs to become a little more lenient with practice scheduling."

Katie snorted and said, "Yeah, but it's not like it's ever going to happen. I mean, come on, we ARE talking about Wood here."

"THAT is precisely why we have a master plan," Fred replied with a wink.

"This should be good," Angelina said, rolling her eyes.

"We've decided that we need to introduce dearest Ollykins to the wonderful world of girls," George said.

"What do you mean?" asked Angelina, "Lots of girls think he's SO good-looking. Just the other day I heard some Ravenclaw saying what a 'keeper' she thought he was. I suppose she thought that was a pretty clever quidditch pun."

"See, that's where you misunderstand," Fred said, earning himself a wicked glare, "Lots of girls appreciate Ollywood's fanciful good looks, but according to our research, not a single one would be willing to date him."

"When you think about it, he obviously isn't date material," George continued, "What about that one girlfriend he had a few years back? After about the ninth time he completely forgot about her for quidditch, she had had enough."

"Okay," Katie said, "Let's just go ahead and pretend like this makes sense for a moment. How on earth do you propose that we go about changing Oliver's dating ways, and how will this in any way benefit us?"

"Second question first," Fred said, "We figure that once he discovers the opposite sex, he is going to have a lot more reasons to postpone practices."

"I guess it's starting to make sense," Alicia said, not thoroughly convinced, "How are you going to get him interested in anything other than quidditch though?"

"By getting him a girlfriend, of course," Fred replied.

"But I thought you said that no girl in their right mind would date him?" Angelina said with a smirk.

"Exactly," George continued, "Which is why we need one of you to do it, and by one of you, I mean Katie. She is, after all, not in her right mind."

"You want me to seduce Oliver Wood," Katie deadpanned, a lift in her left eyebrow.

"Precisely," Fred said.

"Oh, well why don't I just dress up like a quaffle and wait in his dormitory then," Katie said, sarcasm dripping in her voice, "That should just about do the trick."

"I've always thought you looked smashing in red," George responded, giving her a winning smile.

"Okay," Katie said huffily, "Why can't Angelina or Alicia do this?"

"Obvious reasons," Fred replied, putting his arm around Angelina as George moved closer to Alicia.

"Urrggh," Katie growled, "And what am I supposed to do, just date Oliver Wood until the day I die so we can get off a few quidditch practices?!"

"Of course not," George said, patting the top of her head in what he must believe to be a soothing manner, "You are just a starter act to get him to see there's more to life than just quidditch. Once you snare him and prove it can be done, I suspect he'll have ladies pouncing all over him."

"That's just disturbing," Angelina replied.

"This will NEVER work," Katie said, "Oliver doesn't even notice females, he's always so caught up in quidditch plans. He's never going to go for me."

"Well, we know that he at least finds you—er—physically attractive," George said, grinning.

"How's that?" Katie asked doubtfully.

"We heard him muttering 'Bell' the other night in his sleep," Fred responded.

"So?" Katie said, "He was probably just having a quidditch dream where he was yelling at me."

"I don't think so Katie-bug," George said, trying not to laugh, "He was rather—er—"

All three girls eyes widened.

"If you make a single 'wood' joke right now, I will beat you severely about the head and neck," Katie said, a brilliant shade of brick red.

"Merlin!" George cursed, "What's the good in having a whole list of Wood jokes if you lot never let us use them??"

He shut promptly up from a look from Alicia.

"So what now?" Angelina asked.

"Well, that is up to you three," Fred stated, "Unfortunately enough, I doubt we'd be much good at knowing how to seduce men."

"I wouldn't put it past you," Katie said, "Really though, do you honestly think that this hare-brained scheme will get us off our 8-hour quidditch practices?"

"We're HELPING him, Bell," George said forcefully, "He's got to realize that there is more to life than quidditch."

"And if we are all the better for him making that realization, then so be it," Fred finished with a grin.

"I can't believe I'm even considering doing this," Katie stated.

"You've got to admit, the more they babbled, the more sense it made," Angelina said.

"Plus, they're pretty hard to say no to," Alicia said with a smirk.

Fred and George looked at each other and grinned.

"And what are we going to do when Wood finds out that this was all a plan?" Katie said weakly.

"It's for the good of the team," George replied simply.

"I know that but…" Katie continued, interrupted.

"It's for the good of the team," Fred said slowly, pronouncing every word, "Once Wood sees that he'll probably kiss us all for just thinking of something that would help his quidditch team."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you," Angelina teased.

"For all his quirks, little Olly still is a roguishly handsome young man," Fred replied with a wink.

And Katie had to admit that he was right.


Next chapter should be within a week...review if you want more:)