A/N: I'm SOOOOO sorry I haven't updated in ages! I've had this written for weeks, but then I had exams and holidays are always insane. Then just to add to all the madness I woke up Christmas morning with a 100 degree fever and was barely able to breathe because my nose was so stuffed up. And I'm still sick. Good news is: this chapter is WAY longer than I thought it was going to be.

Oh... also this chapter is a bit more angsty than the others, but if you got through the 5th book and/or movie you'll be fine. So three guesses as to when this chapter is set! So, yeah, it's set during Harry's 5th year, Katie's 6th, Angelina and Alicia's 7th. Oliver is now out of school and is a famous keeper for Puddlemere. I think I'm done rambling now.

So I hope you like it!

Romeo, save me.
They try to tell me how to feel.
This love is difficult
But it's real.

"Katie, you need to stop this."

"This isn't a healthy relationship. Give it up. Oliver isn't coming back."

"NO! Shut up! SHUT UP!" Katie Bell, now a sixth year, threw her potions textbook at Alicia and rounded on Angelina. Tears were streaming down her face. It was after midnight, and the three girls were alone in the Common Room. Katie was tired of being told that Oliver wasn't coming back. She knew him. She loved him. He would never abandon her like this. She glanced down at her hand and collapsed on the ground letting exhaustion and tears overcome her. She couldn't take it anymore.

Katie felt arms encircle her and her head on someone's shoulder just letting her cry. "Katie…" It was Alicia.

She felt another person take her hand gently. "That bitch." Angelina. "Alicia, look at her hand…" Angelina sounded torn. Half of her wanting to stay and comfort Katie, while the other half wanted to go and rip the person who hurt Katie to threads.

Katie felt Alicia begin to move and panicked. "NO! Don't leave. Please, don't leave me."

The 7th year froze for a second then hugged Katie and whispered, "Shhh… it's okay, sweetie. I'm not going anywhere… And neither is Angie." Alicia looked up from her spot on the floor to Angelina who looked as if she were about two seconds away from throttling that bitch of a teacher and then finding Oliver and strangling him too. "Right, Ang?" Alicia asked sharply while sending her a glare saying 'if-you-leave-I-will-hunt-you- down-never-mind-that-I'm-almost-a-foot-shorter-than-you.'

"Of course I'll stay." Angelina said while plopping back down on the other side of Katie. The sixth year sniffled and sat up a bit, finally gaining some control over her crying.

"Can I see your hand, Katie?" Alicia asked timidly. Katie wordlessly held out her hand. She heard Alicia gasp and saw Angelina grind her teeth. Oh, what fun she'd had with the wondrous High Inquisitor. "Katie, what the hell?" Alicia asked, looking up at her incredulously.

Katie glared. "It's Umbridge's bloody quill. Literally. It-"

Alicia cut her off. "Ang and I know about the quill, we're dating Fred and George, remember? But… this…" Alicia shook her head and looked from Katie's hand back to face her clearly at a loss for words.

Katie smiled bitterly at her friends. "I don't see why you're so upset. After all, isn't this what you wanted? For Oliver and me to be over?" The two seventh years stared at her looking completely stricken, mouths hanging open in disbelief. "I'm going to bed."

Don't be afraid
We'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story
Baby, just say yes

Katie ran up to her room, tears stinging in her eyes once more. Her roommates, thankfully, were out somewhere. Probably with their boyfriends. Katie stared at her bed trying to figure out what she was going to do. She couldn't go to sleep, but she couldn't go back down to the common room either. Katie sighed before sitting down on her bed before looking around her room again. And that's when she saw it.

She jumped off her bed and ran to the fifth year boys' dorm. She burst into the room without even knocking. She paused for a second, stopping in the middle of the room. Realizing she probably looked like a complete madwoman, Katie tried to calm herself before tiptoeing over to one of the beds. "Harry? Harry, wake up." Harry Potter rolled away from Katie still fast asleep. She nearly screamed out of frustration.

Then she spotted his pillow.

No longer caring if she woke up the rest of the boys, Katie yanked Harry's pillow out from under his head and then hit him with it as hard as she could with her still injured hand. "Ow! Hermione! What do you think you're doing?"

Various groans were heard from the other beds. "Harry? What's going on?" Asked a very confused Neville Longbottom.

"Bloody hell, Harry. We're trying to sleep." Said Ron, his voice muffled by his pillow.

Harry looked slightly ticked off and glared at Katie, who he still hadn't realized was not Hermione. "It's not my fault! Hermione's the one trying to kill me with my pillow!"

She opened her mouth to set them straight, but was hit in the face with a pillow thrown by Ron. "Go away." He muttered.

The sixth year glared at Ron when she felt Harry beginning to take his pillow back which she still had a hold on. "Good night, Hermione."

The youngest chaser yanked the pillow back and smacked Harry with it again before throwing it at Ron and hitting him in the face. Both of the boys jumped slightly at the sudden impact and simultaneously yelled, "Hermione!"

Katie snapped. "I'm NOT effing Hermione! I don't even look similar to her!" Harry looked up at the blond girl standing in front of him completely shocked

"Katie?"

Ron sat up confused. "Wha-"

Katie cut him off. "I need to borrow Hedwig."

Harry stared at her. "Now?"

Katie blinked back sudden tears. "Yeah, now." She said in a quiet voice.

Harry blinked. Was he imagining things? Katie never cried. "Course you can borrow her. She's in her cage."

"Thanks, Harry."

After Katie got Hedwig, she walked out of the room and silently started towards her dorm. Tears were running down her face again. She collapsed on her bed, grabbed some parchment and a quill, and began writing.

Oliver, why aren't you here? I know you graduated, but you promised you wouldn't desert me like this. Even Alicia and Angelina want me to give up on you. Every day I have to stop the twins from plotting how to murder you for treating me like this, but… I'm not even sure any more.

Katie stopped writing for a moment to look at the paper. Her handwriting was worse than usual and there were water marks all over the letter from her tears. She sniffled and kept writing.

Come on, Romeo… you're not supposed to break Juliet's heart, remember? I know we're a mess right now, but what we have is real. We can make it through this.
I love you.

Love,
Katie

She couldn't look at the paper again. She wouldn't see that there were even more tears on it. Nor would she see that blood from the back of her hand had also dripped onto the parchment, staining it. She folded the letter up and gave it to Hedwig. "Take this to Oliver Wood." The snow white owl blinked once and flew off into the night leaving Katie alone once more.

A foul, toad-like woman tutted as she read a disgusting piece of paper. So Katherine Bell was using Harry Potter's owl. How unfortunate it wasn't a letter to Sirius Black… oh. Well, his time would come soon enough. Besides, this was more fun for the moment. Poor, poor, little Katie. Obsessing over a celebrity keeper. Guess she'll just have to come back for detention again and again and… well at least until the message sinks in.

It was after 3am when Angelina and Alicia finally began to head upstairs. "Ang?" Alicia whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Before we get to our room, can we check in on Katie?"

Angelina bit her lip. "You realize she'll hex us into oblivion if she's still awake or we wake her up."

Alicia nodded slowly and bit her lip as well. "I know, but… I can't not check on her."

The other seventh year laughed quietly. "You're such a mom, Alicia." Angelina shook her head. "Come on."

"Thanks, Angie." They silently crept over to the sixth year girls' dorm and opened the door as quietly as possible. Alicia poked her head in before turning to Angelina and whispering, "Katie's asleep."

"Cool. Let's go." The taller girl started to turn, but, upon seeing the look on her friend's face, stopped and followed her into the nearly empty room. Katie was lying on her stomach, on top of all her covers, and was still wearing her school clothes. She had tear stains all the way down her cheeks and her nose was still red from crying while the rest of her still looked deathly pale.

"Oh, God…"

"Alicia, we can't wake her up."

Alicia swallowed. "I know that."

"C'mon. Let's go to bed. We'll talk to her in the morning." Alicia hesitated and glanced back at Katie. "Leesha…"

"You go ahead. I'll be up in a minute." Angelina sighed and walked out of the room.

Alicia walked over to Katie dresser and pulled out the extra blanket kept there and levitated it onto Katie. The seventh year began to walk towards the door when she heard Katie mumble something that sounded suspiciously like 'Oliver.' Alicia glanced back at her young friend once more and was stopped short. Katie looked like a little kid. She was only sixteen. She was too young to be having to go through all this crap. She shouldn't have to deal with Umbridge, wars, or a boyfriend as dense as… well, wood. She shouldn't have to deal with any of those, but she was dealing with all of them. "God, Katie. You're in way over your head and you don't even care." Alicia shook her head once more and finally walked out of the room.

Katie, hearing Alicia's voice, rolled away from the noise in her sleep making her hand visible once more. Two lines glittering menacingly on the back of her hand, refusing to disappear completely.

Oliver Wood is not my boyfriend.
He does not love me.

A/N: PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!

Also, my friend Mary (aka Maery on ff.n) actually said the mom line to me except she said 'Megan' rather than 'Alicia' but… you know what I mean!

~EOshipper2010

P.S. I've added titles to the chapters. I used a song's name for the title of this chapter. 'Heavily Broken' by The Veronicas. It's an awesome song that I think fits with this chapter.