A/N: Hey dudes, and dudettes.or just dudettes, lol. Thank you guys so much for all the reviews! I feel so loved, so loved.ANYWHO. Here's chapter 3.

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I stood there watching her fly in and out of the goal posts, thinking that it was completely odd that she happened to be where ever I was headed, and got there before me.

She had a red quaffle. She was throwing it through one of those three hoops, rather lazily, looking bored.

I thought of how things always seemed to be changing, but Katie always wanted to play Quidditch, and I could depend on that.

I felt rather bold, knowing that it would be easy to block her lazily thrown shots. I waited for the right moment to surprise her. When she went to retrieve the Quaffle and was about to take another shot, I sped up to the hoop and as she threw the Quaffle, I blocked it, and flew off with it.

"Oliver Wood?" I heard Katie call out, when I looked back at her, her jaw dropped and looked completely surprised. Mission accomplished.

I nearly laughed. "If there was one thing that I could count on for always staying true, it would be you," I said with a nod.

Her eyes narrowed. "Excuse me?"

That wasn't what I meant to say! So, I tried revising my statement, except for I said it uneven and stupidly. "Er...I mean you...your love of Quidditch, and the fact that I know you'll always be like that, right?"

Katie squinted and looked completely confused. "Oh! Oh...Yeah, that..." She started biting her lower lip, possibly thinking that what I had just said didn't make much sense either.

Hoping to distract from thinking I was a complete idiot, I decided to talk about Quidditch again. Nothing to talk about? Talk about Quidditch. You just can't go wrong. "I thought I'd give everyone a break before I really start cracking down on them."

She nodded, shrugging. I continued to say, "But not you. I knew you'd be out here."

It was true, too. In the back of my mind I knew she would be.

Her eyebrows rose as she looked at the ground below. "You knew, uh? Yeah, well..." she trailed off.

Who else would give up a night of relaxing to go out and have a practice? I couldn't think of anyone but me and Katie. Possibly Harry, but he was the reason the practice wasn't mandatory. Just Katie and I are crazy enough to waste time flying around. "Yeah...you and I are a lot alike."

Katie made a "tutting" sound before going on to say, "I don't think so! I mean...we're like opposites. Like...I dunno! You're a good student, and I'm not! You have all this natural talent and...well I don't. Truthfully, I don't really think that's fair. I have to work twice as hard as you, to be as good as you are."

I was completely taken aback. I had absolutely no idea that's what she thought of me. Wasn't she the one who just got top marks on a Transfiguration practical, and isn't she ten times as good a Chaser then I could ever try to be?

I said to a frowning Katie, "What! You're a really great chaser, Kates. You can't see that?"

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, before biting her lip. It was then that I remembered where I had gotten 'Kates' from. I used to call her that when we were younger. We used to be pretty good friends, actually. Wonder what happened.

She started descending towards the ground. "No..." she said quietly.

She slid off her broom, as I did the same. "Trust me, I wouldn't let you stay on the team if I didn't think you were," I said almost laughing. It was true and not just some compliment I could throw around. One of the Weasleys was always fooling around, and if they had been one person I'm sure they would have been suspended from the team, but I couldn't tell Fred from George most practices. But, Katie was always serious.

"Why aren't you with Alisa?" she asked me. That's another thing that never changed about Katie, she hated talking about herself. "I mean, no one's here, I thought you'd be hanging around with her?"

Right, that. She kind of cheated on me, I wanted to say. My jaw fell open, and I raised my eyebrows restraining myself from saying it. "Uh...well...we broke up today..."

Katie exclaimed, wide eyed, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to impose-"

She had nothing to be sorry about. "No! It's O.K. Percy saw her with someone else, and he told me." I explained, unnerved. "Then I told her that I wasn't going to stand in her way of being with that dud, if she really wanted to be with him."

"So, it doesn't bother you much then?" she asked, almost surprised.

"Nah, she wasn't what I needed right now," I said looking her straight in her brown eyes. "Would have distracted me from the team, and the team is what's important to me."

"Oh, yeah...its our last year, Oliver. I want that Cup!" she said determinedly."I know you do."

"Merlin, you have no idea..." I almost laughed. I have never wanted anything so badly in my life, and having it taken out of my reach two years in a row just made me even more determined to get it... "So, tomorrow I give the Speech. Whadda ya think I should say, Kates? I really want to make them want it as much as we do." There I go calling her Kates again.

"That's why your the Captain, oh great one," she said sarcastically. Yet, another thing that didn't change about her. Sarcasm. The funny sarcasm that made me smile.

She smiled back. It was the first genuine one I had seen from her, that was exclusively for me, in a long time. It was very welcome.

"C'm on, Bell!" I whined, trying to be sarcastic, too. "A little help here?"

"Oh no, sir. Captain knows best," she went on, walking off the field toward the locker rooms.

"You're a funny kid, you know that?" I said, remembering when we were kids. But, Katie wasn't a kid anymore. She was quite the woman now. Not that I was looking...

"So they tell me." she answered, laughing, not turning around as she walked at a brisk pace.

I had to laugh again. I missed all this! I missed..well...her. "Kates..." I laughed under my breath.

Katie started opening her locker and rummaging through it. Being bold I wanted to tell her that I missed her and that we should try being friends again.

So I stood right behind her, put a hand on the locker next to hers and whispered into her ear, "Kates?"

She stood up straight and turned around quickly, her eyes were wide as she looked up at me. We were standing a little too close, as she turned she was right up against me. I looked down into her eyes, and my eyes traveled down to her lips, which she started biting at that moment. I didn't know what I was thinking in that moment, but I wanted to kiss her.

"Yeah?" she asked weakly.

I swallowed hard. I forgot what I was going to say! "I...er..." I started, I was about to say 'like you'. "nothing..." I said at the last second and backed away. I might have even been blushing. Guys aren't supposed to blush!

I quickly turned to my locker and opened it, throwing things clumsily into my duffle while thinking. 'Wood, get a grip! You almost kissed Katie Bell!'

"OK," I heard her mutter, but I was too busy listening to the voices in my head.

I picked up my duffle bag and said, as fast I could, "See you tomorrow" and got out of the locker room as fast as possible.

As I walked alone through the corridor, I couldn't think of a time when I felt more stupid than I did now. Not even the time when I was eleven and I tripped off the Hogwarts Express had compared to this. That was how I met Katie in the first place. She extended a hand to me, and when I was standing she said, "Watch your step, duck foot"

This is stupid! This ridiculous! How can I be thinking about Katie when I just broke up with my girlfriend not even an hour ago?

"Argh!" I yelled into the empty corridor, and slapped my forehead with an open palm.

I yelled the password at the Fat Lady who said "no need to be demanding!" and swung forward on her hinges.

I walked into the common room feeling hot from anger, and my jog up to the seventh floor. Alicia, Angelina, Fred and George were involved in a four way game of Gobstones.

"Hey, Oliver," Alicia said brightly. "How was practice?"

I just freaked. "I don't want to talk about it ok?!" I yelled, making a second year yelp.

I rushed up to my dorm and threw myself onto my bed. I rolled on to my back and supported my head in my hands and stared at the ceiling frowning.

Why did I have to go and be a jerk like that to Alicia? Why couldn't I just tell Katie that I missed her? How did I let it get so bad, so fast? And why the heck did Katie have to be the way she was?

I felt like I was sinking. How am I going to deal with Katie tomorrow at practice?

Since I failed at trying to push the sinking feeling out of my body, I decided to ignore it, and hope for better tomorrow.

I'll just calmly tell her what I wanted to tell her tonight. We should be friends again. She'll never suspect a thing, right?

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