AN: Hello All! I've been in the mood to read an Oliver Wood/Katie Bell fic
that's just pure fluff. I've been looking for one and I can't seem to get
to fluff fast enough for my brain. Sure, they are good stories and all, I
just feel like reading completely pointless fluff. So I've decided to write
a fluff fic. I've no idea how long it will be, probably not too long
considering I should be working on my other story, Life According To Me,
but I need to do this for my sanity!
Summary: Katie Bell and Oliver Wood have been dating for the past four months or so. Their relationship works well for them and they get along, but Oliver will be graduating at the end of the year. How will it work?
Disclaimer: I own none of this. I do wish I owned Sean Biggerstaff for a day, or more..but alas (earwax!) I don't. Read on, this counts for any other chapters that might arise..
What Wood you do? Chapter 1: What does it all mean?
Katie Bell walked down to the commons room. It was a Saturday, but Gryffindor didn't have a game that day. 'Thank G-d. I don't think I could take a game right now,' she thought as she approached her boyfriend of four months, Oliver Wood. She sat down quickly, as she was getting a bit dizzy. Oliver noticed her moving in a somewhat circular motion and asked what was wrong. "Oh.A bit too much Butterbeer last night. Butterbeer and otherwise.My head is killing me!" Katie whispered, it hurt too much to talk to long. Oliver motioned for her to lie her head down on his lap, "we've got over an hour until the Hufflepuff and Slytherin match, if your hangovers not gone by then, I'll take you to Madame Pomfrey and we'll see what she can do." Katie nodded as she lay her head down on Oliver's lap, "mhhmmm," she said as she drifted off to sleep, Oliver playing with her hair.
An hour later Katie and Oliver lay asleep on one of the couches in the Gryffindor commons room. The Quidditch game was beginning and everyone in the school was at the pitch, everyone but Katie and Oliver.
~*~ Flashback to last night ~*~
"Ah my dear Kates. It's been four months since you asked me out," Oliver said smiling at her as he opened a bottle of butterbeer for her. "It's a damn good thing you did ask me out, I couldn't work up the courage to do it myself. Imagine where we'd be if you hadn't done that!" Katie laughed, "I'd be down in the commons room staring at you wondering if you liked me too. I'm willing to bet that's where you would be yourself," she said taking a sip of her third butterbeer that night, they were addicting. The couple sat in the astronomy tower and watched the stars, an ice chest filled with butterbeers (courtesy of the Weasley twins).
Katie leaned over against Oliver's shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her. Kissing the top of her head he said, "I can't imagine my life with out you Katie." Katie smiled and took another butterbeer, 'Damn these things are addicting.'
~*~ End Flashback ~*~
"Oy Oliver! There you two are! You missed a wicked game!" Fred said as he burst into the commons room, waking the sleeping couple up. Katie's head still pounded and it only got worse as she sat up. Oliver himself had a bit of a hangover, but he hadn't had as many of the butterbeers as Katie so it wasn't quite as bad. "What?" he muttered, still waking up, "what time is it? Did we miss the game?" By this time the rest of the Gryffindors had crowded into the commons room all of the chatting about the game. It made for one loud place and Katie couldn't really take it. "I'm going up to my room," she said and with that she disappeared. "So, tell me about the game," Oliver said to Fred and George as he watched Katie go up the staircase. He refused to let it show just how upset he was about missing it, he could at lease hear about it though.
After a small time, Oliver went up to Katie's room to check on her. He was fine, still a bit pissed about the game but that wasn't anything compared to how Katie was, after all, they had practice that night. He found her lying in bed staring at the top of the canopy. "Hey," she said, smiling at him. He came and sat on her bed by her feet, "you feel any better?" Katie smiled, "my head's not pounding, how's that for an answer? I'm fine, starving, but fine in all other regards. I've no clue how I'll sleep tonight though, it's all I've done today.." Oliver smiled, it was defiantly his normal Katie.
"We can take care of the hunger, and as far as sleeping, don't worry. I've got you covered," he smirked. Katie leaned up and smacked him lightly on the head. "Hey! I didn't mean it that way! We've got practice tonight, I'll be sure to work you guys hard, and your teammates can blame you!" he laughed. Katie got up, 'it felt so good to sleep.' "How was the game?" Oliver looked a bit depressed. "Kates, we missed it."
"Oliver, what kind of nut do you take me to be? I know that, but I figured by now you would have gotten play by plays from everyone in the school. Tell me what happened," Katie smiled. "A hungover nut. Sorry, thought you meant something else. Well." Oliver launched into a play by play of the game, half and hour later Katie was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and waiting for Oliver to finish. When he finally did they headed down to the commons room to discuss the rest of the plans for the weekend with their friends.
Summary: Katie Bell and Oliver Wood have been dating for the past four months or so. Their relationship works well for them and they get along, but Oliver will be graduating at the end of the year. How will it work?
Disclaimer: I own none of this. I do wish I owned Sean Biggerstaff for a day, or more..but alas (earwax!) I don't. Read on, this counts for any other chapters that might arise..
What Wood you do? Chapter 1: What does it all mean?
Katie Bell walked down to the commons room. It was a Saturday, but Gryffindor didn't have a game that day. 'Thank G-d. I don't think I could take a game right now,' she thought as she approached her boyfriend of four months, Oliver Wood. She sat down quickly, as she was getting a bit dizzy. Oliver noticed her moving in a somewhat circular motion and asked what was wrong. "Oh.A bit too much Butterbeer last night. Butterbeer and otherwise.My head is killing me!" Katie whispered, it hurt too much to talk to long. Oliver motioned for her to lie her head down on his lap, "we've got over an hour until the Hufflepuff and Slytherin match, if your hangovers not gone by then, I'll take you to Madame Pomfrey and we'll see what she can do." Katie nodded as she lay her head down on Oliver's lap, "mhhmmm," she said as she drifted off to sleep, Oliver playing with her hair.
An hour later Katie and Oliver lay asleep on one of the couches in the Gryffindor commons room. The Quidditch game was beginning and everyone in the school was at the pitch, everyone but Katie and Oliver.
~*~ Flashback to last night ~*~
"Ah my dear Kates. It's been four months since you asked me out," Oliver said smiling at her as he opened a bottle of butterbeer for her. "It's a damn good thing you did ask me out, I couldn't work up the courage to do it myself. Imagine where we'd be if you hadn't done that!" Katie laughed, "I'd be down in the commons room staring at you wondering if you liked me too. I'm willing to bet that's where you would be yourself," she said taking a sip of her third butterbeer that night, they were addicting. The couple sat in the astronomy tower and watched the stars, an ice chest filled with butterbeers (courtesy of the Weasley twins).
Katie leaned over against Oliver's shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her. Kissing the top of her head he said, "I can't imagine my life with out you Katie." Katie smiled and took another butterbeer, 'Damn these things are addicting.'
~*~ End Flashback ~*~
"Oy Oliver! There you two are! You missed a wicked game!" Fred said as he burst into the commons room, waking the sleeping couple up. Katie's head still pounded and it only got worse as she sat up. Oliver himself had a bit of a hangover, but he hadn't had as many of the butterbeers as Katie so it wasn't quite as bad. "What?" he muttered, still waking up, "what time is it? Did we miss the game?" By this time the rest of the Gryffindors had crowded into the commons room all of the chatting about the game. It made for one loud place and Katie couldn't really take it. "I'm going up to my room," she said and with that she disappeared. "So, tell me about the game," Oliver said to Fred and George as he watched Katie go up the staircase. He refused to let it show just how upset he was about missing it, he could at lease hear about it though.
After a small time, Oliver went up to Katie's room to check on her. He was fine, still a bit pissed about the game but that wasn't anything compared to how Katie was, after all, they had practice that night. He found her lying in bed staring at the top of the canopy. "Hey," she said, smiling at him. He came and sat on her bed by her feet, "you feel any better?" Katie smiled, "my head's not pounding, how's that for an answer? I'm fine, starving, but fine in all other regards. I've no clue how I'll sleep tonight though, it's all I've done today.." Oliver smiled, it was defiantly his normal Katie.
"We can take care of the hunger, and as far as sleeping, don't worry. I've got you covered," he smirked. Katie leaned up and smacked him lightly on the head. "Hey! I didn't mean it that way! We've got practice tonight, I'll be sure to work you guys hard, and your teammates can blame you!" he laughed. Katie got up, 'it felt so good to sleep.' "How was the game?" Oliver looked a bit depressed. "Kates, we missed it."
"Oliver, what kind of nut do you take me to be? I know that, but I figured by now you would have gotten play by plays from everyone in the school. Tell me what happened," Katie smiled. "A hungover nut. Sorry, thought you meant something else. Well." Oliver launched into a play by play of the game, half and hour later Katie was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and waiting for Oliver to finish. When he finally did they headed down to the commons room to discuss the rest of the plans for the weekend with their friends.