Title: Jet Lagged
Fandom: Harry Potter
Verse: Free
Pairing: Katie Bell and Oliver Wood
Rating: K+
A/N: Hey. So I'm back Doubt that I'll be making Cold into a chapter thing but we'll see. Thanks to ivorytowers for reviewing all my KBOWs and reminding me to get my butt back to writing. Right so I recommend you guys to listen to Jet Lagged by Simple Plan 'cause it's a songfic, see? Enjoy! Oh, and just for this story, let's imagine Katie bullied Oliver into using a mobile.
Oliver put his broom in its holder before flopping onto the unfamiliar bed. He smiled as he caught sight of Katie's picture on the table beside him. "We won, Kates! 240-10. You should've seen the Cannon's manager choke!" He paused, stroking the frame with his left index finger, "You should've been here."
The Scot dug through the pocket of his slightly damp robes to pull out a metallic lump that she had forced him to use ("Much faster than owls!") before typing in a carefully memorized number.
"Hello? Katie?"
"G'morning, Ol." Her voice was tinged with sleep, yawning through her words.
"It's almost midnight here."
"So you've just finished your game then?"
"Yea. 240-10 to us. We're through to the finals!"
"Congrats, love… But when are you coming back?" The unspoken words hung awkwardly in the air.
Because you've been gone too long.
"Five more days, Kates. I'd better get to sleep. Call you when I wake up."
Oliver pressed the red button, finding it with some difficulty and stared at the metal ("A phone, Oliver! A phone!") sadly. "You wake up when it's my midnight…"
Katie set her phone down on the bed, on the side where he usually slept. 'This is driving me mad… He disappears for months at a time… But when he's home, he's so distant…' She glanced at the other half of the bed, untouched and still neat before burying her head in her arms. "I miss you so badly, Ol…"
Oliver set the phone down before clambering out of bed to look at his schedule. "Maybe…" He mused softly before shaking his head and beginning to compose a letter.
One day later
"I missed your birthday, so happy birthday, Kitty-Kat."
Katie blinked her eyes open to see her boyfriend standing in front of her.
"Oliver?" But he ploughed on.
"But the worst part is, I almost missed our anniversary." He walked over to her and kissed her softly before pulling back slightly.
"So happy anniversary." Oliver paused, taking a deep breath almost as if to steady himself.
"I went insane with jealousy when I was away, all sorts of stuff like you being with someone else…" he got down on one knee and fumbled with the catch of a blue velvet box.
"So I figured… I should make you mine."
A/N: So how was that?