Hey Fan Fiction Readers! This is another KBOW pairing! It's like a twoshot. This is the first part. It's really a bittersweet sad love story, heart wenching. Hope you enjoy!

I solemnly swear that these characters are not mine.

It was cold out here. Really, really cold. Freezing, almost.

And lonely too.

This was the type of things you will notice on a Hogsmeade weekend, when you are supposed to bask in the warmth of the fireplace in Three Broomsticks, drinking Butterbeer and laughing freely with your good friends, but instead, you are standing in some godforsaken out-of-reach place, in three feet of snow, wearing only a thin jacket, all alone.

Which was exactly what Katie Bell was doing.

Well, not exactly. She came out of the Hogsmeade Village because she needed some time to think. Some space of her own. How was she to know that it would suddenly snow so heavily? Freak Mother Nature.

Did she mention she was lost?

Sighing, she gave up looking for directions and just slumped down in the snow, hugging herself for warmth, longing to see the sight of someone. Even the Weasley twins. She wanted to get out of the snow, but she couldn't.

She was waiting for a sign.

She was waiting for a sign, god damn it, and this is what happen!

Maybe it was just not meant to be.

This was all Oliver's Wood fault, that she was out here, her whole body shivering from the bitter cold wind, thinking about him.

It took her months to realise what others took days to find out. That Oliver Wood was in love with her.

How was she to know? She wasn't the prettiest girl in school (in her opinion), and obviously she wasn't the brightest. In fact, she wasn't nowhere near to being the smartest in her year. That spot belonged to Alicia Spinnet, her friend and fellow chaser. How was she to know?

He certainly didn't tell her anything. She always thought that he just treated her as a friend. He didn't behave like he had a obvious crush on her. He didn't write her love letters or anything, or sent her valentines, did he? Oliver never talk to her much, nor did he declare his love out loud to the rest of the world. So how would she ever find out?

Now that she thought about it, while he didn't speak much to her, he certainly did look a lot in her direction. But then again, Oliver was a man of few words. He always helped her out in her Charms homework, devoting many hours to try and get Katie to write a halfway decent essay. He often carried her very heavy book bag for her, because she was to lazy to pack her bag and just stuff all her textbooks in it. He would offer to pack all the Quidditch equipments with Katie after practice.

She thought he was just being helpful. She certainly didn't think he would do those things because he liked her.

To be honest, she always thought he liked her best friend. Her best friend, as in Angelina Johnson. Her best friend, not her. She wanted to know more about him, so that she could devised some sort of plan to get them together. So she started spending more time with him. And the more she got to know him, the more she liked him.

Oliver told her what it was like growing up with two wacky sisters, how much he love his younger sister Kara, and how he actually enjoy reading books. She like the fact that Oliver had this serious side of him, like he had this depth. Not the way that everyone sees him-- as a Quidditch obsessed maniac, but as a philosophical, sensitive man. He wasn't afraid to show his emotions or open up to her, like he was with the others. Katie liked that. It made her feel special.

She found herself falling for Oliver. It was inevitable, really. He was sweet, smart and handsome. What more could she asked for? But she never thought there was a slight chance that he would like her, so she pushed her feelings away. She tried avoiding awkward situations if she could. Avoided him, in general. She never knew that all these times, Oliver love her too.

Then one week ago, it all came out. She remembered it clearly, that day. He just cornered her in the corridor, and then burst out in anger. Hurt. Misery. He confessed that he was frustrated. Confused. He didn't know why Katie was acting like that but it cut him deep. And then, just out of nowhere... He told her he loved her. Just as simple as that.

And she ran away.

She didn't mean to hurt him. She didn't want to. But she was afraid. She and Oliver were... too similar. Both quiet. Determined. Deep. Stubborn. She would fall for him too hard . They weren't the type of people who would give in to each other, or compromise. And when they fight...It would make the pain even worse. She could not bring herself to face that. She didn't want to be in a mess again, just like she did a few months ago. When she broke up with Alex, it took her weeks to get over all the hurt. It was simply too exhausting, too tiring, and too painful. With Oliver... It may take months, even years to be alright again. She didn't want that.

But she couldn't just hurt Oliver like that. Nor could she deny her feelings. Beacuse they were too real, too true. It was there, and she could feel it. Her heart said to give Oliver a chance, and she wanted to listen to it. Yet, her head repeatedly reminded her that she may end up hurting herself, or worse, Oliver, again. Her heart was telling her exactly what her head didn't want her to do. She was torn between both options, and she didn't know which she should chose.

So she left it to fate. To give a sign, to show her that Oliver and her were supposed to be together. So there she was, sitting in the snow, waiting for something to come. A sign. She didn't know what it would be, but when (or if, she reminded herself) it comes, she would know.

So there she was, all covered in snow, sitting in the middle of the nowhere. She just walked out of Hogsmeade, took any random route, and ended up sitting here. She was lost, and she highly doubt she would be able to find her way back. Not soon anyway. She didn't think anyone will be able to find her too, not in this weather. It would be a miracle, if anyone did. Shockingly, she didn't feel worried.

As snowflakes slowly fell on Katie's hair, her mind began to wander back to just seven days ago, when Oliver had finally broken down.

She was cornered by Oliver in the Astronomy corridor. Katie had tried to escape, but he was determined to block her every path. She could see he really wanted to talk to her.

" Katie, we need to talk."

" About what? There's nothing wrong."She replied, almost to quickly.

" Then why have you been avoiding me?" he asked seriously.

" What do you mean? I haven't..." She tried to deny.

"LIE!" Oliver yelled. "Lie." He said again, this time quietly.

She couldn't reply.

" Oh god, Katie. What the hell have I done wrong? Why are you doing to me? I need to know what is wrong! What did I do? You are making me really miserable Katie, just tell me, why?"

"It isn't you. It's me." That was the truth.

"You don't know what you are placing me through, do you?" His face twisted into a bitter, ironic smile. " You really don't know."

" I'm really sorry..."

" I'm a mess now. A mess. When I saw you trying to avoid me Katie, I felt hurt. Really hurt. I don't know why, but I was in agony. I didn't know what to do. I'm hell as confused now, and I feel lost. Without you, Katie, without you, I feel lost."

Once again, she was silent. As he was. And then he spoke so quietly.

" I love you."

His confession was not very elegant, nor was it very romantic. It was blunt, to the point, and very heartfelt. Just like Oliver.

He loved her. Her. As she loved him... But she couldn't. Wait, not that she couldn't, she shouldn't.

She wanted to kiss him, to hug him, to tell him the same. But she ran away.

So here she was now, always running away. Away from the crowd. Away from Oliver.

She wanted to dream what it was like to be with Oliver. She wanted to know what it was like to kiss him. She wanted to daydream about them holding each other's hands, too wrapped up with each other. She wanted to lie beside Oliver at the great lake, doing nothing at all. She really wanted to. But her mind was stopping her.

First, she had to wait for fate to give her an answer.

So what do you think? Please please REVIEW! If you like it,wait for the second part!