A/N: Okay, I'm weird. I don't really like songfics, but I'm writing one. Mine is more of a story than normal songfics though, or at least I think it is. It's very loosely based off the song Love Story by Taylor Swift. Superadorable song. Very Fluffly Katie/Oliver stuff. It's going to have more than one chapter, but the different chapters go with the different verses kind of. Just four chapters, probably around 1000 words each. Please read! Italics are the song lyrics. Song part would be Katie's POV but story part is no one's POV.

We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts

Six-year-old Katie Bell stood beside her dad outside on the back porch that overlooked the ocean. Just a quick walk down the stairs and they would be standing on the beach. "Daddy?"

"Yes, Katie?"

"Why are we havin' a party in the middle of summer? My birthday's not 'til October and Christmas isn't 'til December."

Her dad chuckled at his small daughter. She had a slight lisp and still thought the world revolved around her. "Katie, we're having a party for fun."

"Just 'cuase you wanna?" She asked her eyes wide.

"Yeah."

"Oh… Why is everyone dressed up funny?"

"Because we told everyone to dress up like people from Romeo and Juliet's time."

I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air
See the lights,
See the party, the ball gowns

"Who're Romeo and Juliet?" Her dad sighed before explaining about the old tragic love story. He probably went into more detail than appropriate for a kid her age, but it was too late to worry about that now. Besides, she seemed to love the story. "Wow! That's a really cool story, daddy! But there aren't any princesses in it. Why am I wearin' a princess crown if there aren't any princesses?"

"Because there were princesses back then, just not in the story." Mr. Bell had no idea if this was true or not, but sometimes it was just easier to tell a little white lie about those things. "Hey! Look, Katie! There's Mr. and Mrs. Wood! And it looks like they brought their son Oliver."

Katie and her dad walked down onto the beach to greet the Wood's. Neither Katie nor Oliver wanted to look at each other. After all, they might have cooties or something. "Oliver, say hello to Katie." Mrs. Wood said to her son after she realized they weren't going to introduce themselves without encouragement. The nine-year-old boy that stood in front of Katie turned red.

"Hello, I'm Oliver."

Katie giggled. "You have a funny accent!" Katie's dad mentally smacked himself in the head.

The boy turned an even darker shade of red. "Yeah, well you talk funny." Now, if Katie was older or a boy she might have just brushed this off as Oliver Wood being, well, Oliver Wood. But thing was, she was a six-year-old girl who took extreme offense to that remark. She walked up to him trying to make herself taller, and stamped on his foot as hard as she could. The adults and Oliver stared at her in shock.

"Daddy! I don't like him! He's a big meanie!" With that, she burst into tears and ran off to find her mother.

Mr. Bell awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry about that. Katie can have a bit of a temper."

Mrs. Wood smiled. "That's okay."

Mr. Bell bent down to Oliver's size. "How's your foot?"

Oliver threw a pebble into the water. "Fine, sir. It didn't hurt at all." Actually, it did hurt, but there was no way he was going to admit that out loud.

"That's good." Mr. Bell stood back up and laughed. "Just a modern day Romeo and Juliet our kids are. Aren't they?" Oliver's parents laughed in agreement. Jokingly, Mr. Bell called out to Oliver, "You stay away from Juliet, you hear?" He nodded not really knowing what he was agreeing to.

I see you make your way through the crowd
And say hello
Little did I know,

That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet

Later that night, insults and injuries were forgotten by both children, and they now seemed to be best friends. They were sitting on the stairs together and Katie was telling Oliver all about Romeo and Juliet's love story with surprising accuracy, well most of it. "Then, they both died. And, then, they lived happily ever after!"

Oliver looked puzzled at this. "They died and lived happily ever after?"

"Yes, silly! Everyone knows all stories have a happily ever after. Duh!" She giggled. "Now, for the rest of forever, you have to call me Juliet and I hafta call you Romeo. Then we'll live happily ever after too!"

"Are we gonna die too?"

Katie thought about this for a second. "No, I don't wanna die so we'll just have to live forever. Okay?"

"Okay. Let's go play, Juliet."

Before Katie and Oliver even had a chance to get off the stairs, Mrs. Bell called out. "Oliver, it's time to go!"

Mr. Bell and Mr. Wood walked out as well. "Katie, why don't you and Oliver say goodbye now?"

Katie looked as though the world was going to end and burst into tears for the second time that night. "Noooooooooooo! I don't want him to leave! Please don't leave! Please!"

Katie's dad sat down next to her on the stairs. "Katie, Oliver has to go home. You'll see him again though. I promise."

And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you please don't go and I said

Katie looked up to see that Oliver and his parents were standing on the beach waiting to say goodbye. Katie ran from her dad and straight to Oliver and whispered to him so no one else could hear. "Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. It's a love story, baby, just say yes." Oliver leaned back and nodded. Then they started running along the shoreline, hand-in-hand, away from their parents. The adults caught up quickly and cornered the children.

"KATIE! You know better than to run off like that!" Katie looked down at her feet guiltily and Oliver did the same.

Sounding like she was about to cry again, Katie said, "I don't want him to leave though." Katie's dad sighed, and Oliver looked at Katie.

"I promise I'll come see you again." Oliver said. "And I would stay, but I don't have any of my Quidditch stuff here. I will come back though, okay, Juliet?" She nodded and Oliver leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

A/N: I'll post the chapters as I finish them so the story may be all up by the end of today depending on if my laptop cooperates. It randomly keeps crashing. PLEASE REVIEW!

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