Author's Note: Wow thanks to all of you for reading my story, and to PTH12 and Music ismy heart and soul for reviewing. I always used to make fun of those poor saps who said that reviews were the only thing keeping them going, but now that I have actually published a story, I have to announce that I am now a raging hypocrite. I LOVE reviews!
So about my story, it will have about three or four chapters, and will be updated whenever the heck I feel like it, schedules aren't my thing. Enjoy!
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Katie made her way down to the Gryffindor Common room, trying to pretend that the events of last night had been a horrible dream. She met up with an overly cheerful Alicia Spinnet, and a concerned but wary Angelina Johnson. Angelina cared for her friend, but all this emotional garbage wasn't her strong suit. She just couldn't understand why Katie didn't beat the living daylights out of Roger and move on with her life.
"Alright, Katie?" this was the closest Angelina could come to comforting her friend. Katie knew this, and felt grateful all the same.
"Yeah, I'm fine, let's head down and eat, I am starving"
"No surprises there, I can't remember a time when you aren't hungry, Katie Kates," Fred Weasley appeared behind Alicia's right shoulder, "Do you agree, Forge?"
"Not entirely correct Gred," George countered from next to Angelina. "I do believe there was that one time-"
"Oh shut it, you goons, I'm leaving" Katie spat, and stalked off through the portrait hole and into the hallway.
"Katie, come back!" Fred caught up to her in the hallway. Katie avoided his gaze in mock anger. "Don't be mad, I haven't even told you about Phase One yet!"
"Phase One?" Katie knew enough about Fred and George to be nervous when any sort of plan was mentioned.
"Of course, Phase One of Operation Save Katie From Ponce Roger Davies, or O.S.K.F.P.R.D, for short."
"Well doesn't that name just roll off the tongue." Katie stiffened. "Fred, exactly what does this plan include?"
Fred smiled wickedly, "I don't want to bore you with the details, but it may or may not involve the demise of a certain Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain,"
"Fred, NO!" she grabbed his arm and wheeled him around face to face. Not quite face to face, more like her face-to-Fred's shoulders. She inwardly cursed her shortness. "I will not have you do anything stupid, do you hear me?"
"Don't worry, Katie muffin, everything is already taken care of." Fred cast Katie one of his easy smiles that always seemed to make her feel warm and fuzzy inside. Yet she was still wary of his so-called 'master plan.'
They arrived at breakfast, and while Fred continued to crack jokes at the mammoth amount of food she was consuming, Katie kept her eyes peeled for signs of a certain brown haired philandering Ravenclaw. Sure enough, Roger Davies appeared not long after Angelina, Alicia, and George made their way into the Great Hall. Davies walked over to his table, and sat down without incident. Katie heaved a sigh of relief, consoled by the fact that at least the boy's retribution would not be made public.
Just then, a piercing shriek echoed through the Great Hall. The entire student body turned to see what was going on, except for Katie, who buried her head under the table muttering, "I'll kill that boy."
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An hour later, Katie sullenly slunk along the halls, feeling mortified by the events of the morning. Fred caught up to her as a group of Gryffindors passed. One of them called out "Hey Fred! Nice use of Gerbils, mate. Real stroke of genius, but tell us, how did you get all of them to chase after Davies like that?"
"I have my ways. It really isn't so difficult to bewitch a person to smell like alfalfa pellets," Fred looked extremely pleased with himself that his latest prank was so popular among the student body.
Katie, who had been unsuccessfully trying to ignore the exchange, finally turned to speak to the redheaded twin. "What on earth were you THINKING? Fred I won't be able to show my face around here for weeks, everyone will think I am some crazy psychotic ex-girlfriend hell-bent on revenge!"
"No one will think such a thing, Katie Kates. It is widely known that I am the perpetrator of this morning's little practical joke, so I promise you that people wont think you are as psychotic as you really are." He dodged Katie's left hook and tried to placate the enraged girl. "Don't you think you are overreacting a touch?"
"Oh no, If I were overreacting, there would be cloud of smoke where your head used to be. And I still haven't ruled that out. Now, if you were really my friend, you would stop trying to help me!" She glared at Fred until he lamented.
"I'm sorry, Katie. I will never again use gerbils," Katie deepened her furious gaze, "or any other method of torture on Roger Davies, no matter how much the git deserves it."
This answer seemed to satisfy Katie, so she turned on her heel and walked away in a huff.
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Still upset over the twins' antics of this morning, Katie sat in her seat in Potions beside Fred with all the hostility she could muster. Apparently she could be very hostile, because instead of plopping herself on her stool, she missed and fell to the ground with a very angry thud.
"Ahh, Katie Kates, please remember, Phase two is my job, not yours," Fred extended a hand to help her up but was refused, answered instead by an angry retort.
"And what exactly is Phase Two?" Her glare intensified.
"Phase Two of O.S.K.F.P.R.D is to make Katie forget all about said Ponce by entertaining her with limitless wit and charm," Fred smiled. "Followed by Phase Three in which the fair Katie is…" Fred broke off uncomfortably.
"Yes?"
"Which you, Katie, will find out when the time is right" Before Katie could ask another question, Snape's slimy voice filled the classroom.
"Now, if the members of my class see it fit to pay attention instead of gabbing like imbeciles, we may begin today's lesson," He finished his sentence with an icy glare towards Fred and Katie. "The love potion is one of the most useless and frivolous types of concoctions, one that is not even fit to be classified as equal to other potions, or worth the trouble of teaching. However, the officials administering the O.W.L.'s insist that this piece of worthlessness be included in the curriculum, so today, class, we will be brewing Amortentia. The hook nosed professor looked slightly nauseated at the thought of anything so cheerful existing in his classroom.
A hushed murmur of whispers blanketed the class, resonating primarily from the back, where a particularly silly group of girls were seated. Katie rolled her eyes and looked over at Fred. "Alright, let's just get this over with, shall we?" Fred nodded. Despite his continuous statements that school was a waste of time, he was actually quite smart, and, potions being one of Katie's best subjects, the two made short work of the assignment.
As they brewed, Fred started into his world-class impression of Snape, accurately capturing his essence from his slithering gait to his constant look of having dung up his nose. Katie could not help but laugh, but her questions about this master plan lay dormant at the back of her mind. "Come now Fred, at least tell me what you plan on doing, so I can mentally prepare myself."
"Nothing doing," Fred added the last of the crushed snake fangs to the now brilliantly bubbling ivory potion. "The element of surprise is key in this next endeavor. Have a little spontaneity, Katie Kates."
Katie mumbled that she didn't like surprises, but was cut off by Fred's exclamation of "Finished!" She peered over to the shimmering, mother-of-pearl potion that smelled so enticing. She took a whiff, and suddenly her nose filled with the most wonderful scents of freshly laundered clothes, autumn leaves, and was that gunpowder?
Katie took a step back, slightly confused, but her moment to reflect on what had just occurred was cut short by Snape, who muttered a cool "passable," as he meandered by.
Fred looked up in joy. That was the closest thing he had ever gotten to a compliment from Severus Snape. "Katie we are Geniuses!"
"Whoa there, who are you, Hermione Granger? If I didn't know better I would say you were actually excited about school, that can't be right," Katie laughed as Fred blushed red to the tips of his ears, a Weasley trait that very rarely occurred on the confident jokester.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head, missy" Fred said, regaining confidence as he moved to pick up stray ingredients and disassemble his cauldron, "You just be ready tonight at about half past nine. We are going on a little adventure." With that he left dramatically. This for Fred was a graceful pirouette that missed Professor Snape by inches.
"Detention, Mr. Weasley, my classroom is not a dance studio."
"Ahh, if only it was," Fred waved to his now gathered audience and bowed out of the room.
That boy was just too much.
A/N: Are you so excited for chapter three? I think it will be the last one, I am fairly certain of how this one will end, but I would appreciate any input you have.