Stupid Boys
Hey guys! I'm sooo sorry that it's taken me sooo long to update! I feel really bad! But, I'm making this chapter REALLLY good. So, you'll love me. xD. This is the next chapter in my KatiexOliver story, so, enjoy. For those of you who are Manga fans, I'm about to start a Hana-Kimi fanfic. So, watch out for that. Hopefully I'll have the whole story, if it's a one shot, up tonight, or at least the first chapter…. I'm SOOO excited! I hope you like it!
And, Disclaimer: This all belongs to JKR, because I have no intention of being sued, especially by the person who made my life so wonderful.
ON WITH THE STORY!
Re-Cap-- "Oliver…I love you." I whispered sniggling into his neck and kissing it softly.
"Katie, I love you too, so much." He said, kissing the top of my head and pulling me in tighter to his chest. I was still crying, and I just noticed. I started laughing, and Oliver looked at me, confused.
Chapter 4: Happily Ever After Spoiled by Bodily Functions and Flint?
I can't believe that just last night, Oliver and I had been through so much. Together. We kissed on the pitch, then attacked by Flint in the locker rooms, then we had a fight in my room, over the letter Flint sent me, then we made up, and fell asleep together on my bed; him holding me. It was so nice. We went through it together. I wasn't alone. I told him my deepest secret, which no one else knew but Fred, Alicia, and Angie. He understood.
This morning, we walked down stairs together, me dressed, and him still in his Pajamas. We walked up to his room, and I watched him get dressed, just like he did me. We walked down stairs again, and walked to breakfast, hand in hand.
But now I'm sitting here in my first period class, Potions, and thinking of my Oliver, in Transfiguration. As I sat day-dreaming and remembering what happened this morning, Alicia nudged me.
"Katie? Hurry up and work on your potion! We have 10 minutes left and you've barely even started!" she whispered hurriedly.
"Why didn't you nudge me sooner?" I whispered back.
"Because you looked so cute, and I could tell what you were thinking about. It was him, wasn't it? Your little Ollie-kins?" She laughed.
I blushed, and she laughed some more. Snape noticed, and came over to investigate. "Miss. Bell, you have nothing in your cauldron. Too busy flitting around with Slytherins to pay attention in Potions class? 15 points form Gryffindor." He asked with a sneer. Everyone in the class heard. We happened to be having Potions with Slytherin that day.
As the bell rang, I hurriedly packed up my stuff, and ran out of class, right into Oliver. I was about ready to cry. "Hey, sweetie," he said sweetly, as he noticed the look in my eyes, as I tried to get away. "Hey, what's wrong?" I started walking and he followed, like I wanted. We got to the third floor bathroom, Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, and I pulled him inside.
"Flint told Snape!" I shouted before Oliver could say a word. I quickly cast a silencing charm on the door, and locked it.
"What?!" Oliver asked. "He told Snape?! Why?" He looked totally confused and in shock.
"I don't know! But I was thinking about everything that has happened to us since last night, and I wasn't doing Potions, like normal, but he came over, and looked in my cauldron and said: 'Miss. Bell, you have nothing in your cauldron. Too busy flitting around with Slytherins to pay attention in Potions class? 15 points form Gryffindor.' Can you believe that?! HE TOLD SNAPE!" I yelled, as my tears fell with me to the floor.
"Katie…It's ok. Come here." He said, and he sank to the floor next to me and wrapped me in his arms. "It's ok…Shhhhh….." He whispered into my ear, rocking back and forth. I hiccupped a few times and sucked in some much needed air. "Oliver….Class…..We have t–(A/N: Aha stupid quote.)"
No sooner could I get my words out, the bell rang, and we were officially late. "Don't worry about classes. I'll tell McGonagall about what happened. You'll be excused." He said, still holding me. "Are you ok? Do you want to talk more?" he looked like he genuinely cared.
"I don't know. It just makes me mad that Flint told him, and then Snape goes and rubs it in my face like I'm a puppy who's pissed all over the floor! Do you think this means that Flint is going to try even harder now?" I asked tentatively.
"I don't know, Katie. I hope not. I really don't want to have to kick someone's ass, but if he lays a finger on you, he's dead. I promise. And Fred and George can help, if they want. What do you want to do about this, Katie?" he asked, conjuring up a bed and picking me up. He carried me over to the bed, and laid down beside me. He stroked my back and hugged me close to his chest. I calmed instantly and started drifting off to sleep.
"Katie? Katie?? Earth to Katie?" Oliver was gently shaking me, telling me to wake up. I opened my eyes, and rubbed the sleep from them.
"Whatttt….?" I asked, dragging out the letters out of resistance. I looked up into Oliver's eyes, and sat up. Oliver sat up and wrapped his arms around me, placing his chin on my shoulder before he spoke.
"Do you want to go get lunch? If you don't want to see anyone, we can stay here…" he said, kissing my neck ever so gently.
"Mmmmm…." I moaned. "Alicia and Angie are going to wonder where I am. Let's go." I stood up and stretched, bending over to pick my bag I had thrown half-hazardly (A/N: is that right? My Microsoft is stupid and has either Hazard or Hazardless….DX. Stupid Microsoft… TELL ME! Thanks.) across the room when we first came in.
"Ok, but Katie…Umm," Oliver stumbled. Katie looked back at him, confused.
"What?" I asked. He pointed to my butt, and winced a little. I looked in the mirror, and closed my eyes. Great. Just what I needed. "Shit."
"Are you ok? Do you want me to leave?" Oliver asked, looking like I might eat him any moment.
"No….Just…Can you help me? I always had Alicia do the charm to clean my pants… I don't know what it is…Do you have any ideas?" I'm pretty sure I looked like I might start crying again, because I sure felt like crying.
"Um…No?" he said nervously. "Sorry." He looked grim. Do you want me to go get you some….?"
"Well, hold on a second. I might come with you." I rummaged in my bag for a few moments, looking for a tampon, a pad, or something, but there wasn't any. "Do you have a jacket or anything?" I asked, looking over and answering my question for myself.
"No…Sorry." He looked at me, and started taking off his shirt. "Here." He said, handing his shirt to me, and telling me to tie it around my waist like a jacket. Now he was shirtless, and this room was way too small for the both of us.
"Um, Oliver? I don't think this is going to work…" I said, staring at his carefully chiseled chest.
"What? But it covers you…?" He trailed off. Looking at my face, I think he figured it out. "Is it because of me being shirtless now?" I only nodded, closing my eyes and taking off his shirt. He left me breathless. As I handed it back to him, I gathered my bag, and put it on, getting ready to leave anyway.
"But Katie! People will see…. Won't they?" He asked cautiously. He grabbed his bag and followed her out the door.
"Yeah, but oh well." I replied. "We can just hurry up to the common room. Then I can change and get everything taken care of." I put my bag over my shoulder, and started walking up the stairs to our common room.
"Katie!" Oliver exclaimed.
"What now, Oliver?" Katie snapped. Once I realized what I did, my eyes went wide, and I immediately felt bad. "Sorry, Oliver! I didn't mean to snap!"
"It's fine…I understand. But anyway! Your bag covers it up!"
"What? It does?"
"Yep! Let's go back to the common room so you can change and stuff." Oliver said merrily, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. We kept walking and when we got to the Fat Lady, Oliver told her the password, and we walked silently up to my dorm room.
"You go change. I'll wait here on your bed." Oliver said, laying down on my bed and hugging my pillow. I grabbed a new skirt and some underwear, along with a tampon and a pad and walked into the bathroom.
When I came out Oliver was asleep on my bed, looking so adorable. I sat down and tried to wake him up. "Oliver?" I whispered and shook his shoulders.
"Why you tellllll Snappppey? Who you think you arrrrrrrr?" Oliver mumbled. He rolled over, promptly onto my lap, and startled him self into awareness. "Huh! It was Flint! Not me!" He yelled, as I started laughing. He blushed and crawled off my bed. "That bastard. I can't believe he told Snape. My dream was sweet though. I got my revenge." He grinned like a Cheshire Cat.
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