DISCLAIMER: People, Places and things you Recognise were Invented By JK Rowling. Sorry if you thought they weren't.

Sorry for the cliffie last time ...

Hope you enjoy!

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"Katie," He murmurs just before I open my eyes and pull away, "Katie, don't move." he gets up and I hear him cross to the captain's locker in the corner. I feel something crash down onto my stomach and sit up to see.

It's a set of keys.

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"Keys?" I whisper. "What for?"

"My new flat. Two bedrooms. I need a friend." I stare at him for a few seconds. "To move in with me." He pushes gently. Then he changes his mind. "Well… you don't have to straight away. I mean I know it's a bit fast, but you don't have to move in until the after the summer holidays or anything, and I won't expect you to pay rent for a couple of months until you get along with your healer's job and I-"

"Shut up." I say simply. "A Flat?"

"Yeah. My mum said when I left Hogwarts, I was moving out immediately, but she'd pay the first three months rent until I got settled. But I don't know how long i'll last on my own..." I nod as he speaks.

"Oh. Alright." I pause; he knows my home situation isn't the best one ever. "Well… yeah, I guess I could move in." his arms wrap around me as I go to get up and tie the keys into my own locker.

"I'm not being too…" He pauses as he pulls away, "Hasty," he nods as he finds his own level, "Am I?"

"If I wasn't about to be chucked onto the streets at home, I'd say yes. As it is, being housemates…" A slight sigh, "Lovers," I whisper, "With your Quidditch captain can't exactly be the worst thing on earth, can it?"

He grins at me and I blink a couple of times. He turns away and digs in the cupboards full of supplies - towels, blankets etc. from weather affected matches. He pulls out two thick blankets and lays them on the floor then finds another two and covers them over. The fifth and sixth he finds, he throws to me and I stare at him blankly.

"Bed. It's gone one o'clock already." he says, "and we have practise at six." I blink at him with all the venom I can muster. "What? You're already down here. Gives us an excuse to have been out here so early, doesn't it?"

"Cheeky." I grin, "Tell me a story." I sigh as I curl up next to him under the covers

"What, the chaser and the Keeper?" He doesn't miss a beat. "Sweet story."

"Haven't heard it."

"It's about a lovely chaser girl, who doesn't believe in herself, who joins her school Quidditch team. Her captain, the Keeper, falls in love with her."

Oliver

I slide my finger down the side of her face, following the curve of her jaw. She giggles and looks up at me as I look down.

For one second, our eyes lock and I want to kiss her and hold her for the next fifty years. She nuzzles next to me and lets me tuck my arms around her and cuddle her.

Katie

I knew it would be Oliver that did it. I had that inkling in the pit of my stomach when I first saw him. His gorgeous face, his lovely eyes, amazing smile, they hit me and then I was clean bowled by the genuineness of his personality.

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He gently strokes the hair from my face. I blink my eyes open and he smiles at me.

"Morning." I grin, easing myself up onto my elbows. "Alright?"

"Better than ever." I grin widely as he stretches and runs a hand through his hair. "It's five thirty. Thought you'd like to be up and wide eyed before the others get down for practise."

"If they come." I groan.

"Agh, get up anyway!" He yanks the cover off me and dances out of my reach, expecting me to follow him and attack. I merely stand up and throw the blanket at his head. He evades it easily and runs at me, lifting me up and threatening to throw me in the showers.

"Bastard!" I shriek as he spins me around in circles in the air. "Let me down! Let me do-" He lets me drop to the floor and turns away, I run up behind him and jump on his back, he throws me down and starts to tickle me.

Moments later, Fred opens the door. He coughs loudly and we break apart, Oliver looks at me and I laugh loudly.

"Alright, Fred?" I say with a grin.

"Yeah. You got locked out last night, didn't you?" He says, smiling knowingly. "McGonagall told us you two didn't get in."

"Yeah. We kind of…" Oliver starts, "Wanted to get out."

"Yeah." I say, suddenly losing every capacity in my brain. "Out, yeah."

"You two got together last night didn't you?" Fred says bluntly. Oliver, who had been to his locker and retrieved a bottle of water, snorts incredulously and Fred looks at him. "That's an uber yes."

Oliver

I nod slowly.

"Well done." He says. "Took you long enough." There's a pause and he comes over, hugs me tightly and then goes to his locker. "She's moving in with you then?"

"Yeah." I manage to grunt. "But seriously Fred, let us decide our exclusivity?!"

"Sure." He grins widely, "No problems."

Angelina bursts through the door, her hair all over her face.

"You stole my pyjama bottoms you bastard!" She grabs Fred by the throat and forces him up against the closest wall. "I had to run through the bloody common room half naked." He kisses her gently. "I-uhm…"

I wish I could win Katie over like that about twenty five minutes later.

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A/N: Oh, sorry about the slight sexual references in here... I thought i'd put them subtly... but I don't think it worked!

And sorry for the cliffie again! You're not going to chuck me off of one of them, are you?!

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