A/N What is this? She's updating in less than a week? Yeah she is! Also because I keep forgetting:
Okay my writing style has changed so much since the beggining of this story and I stopped writing this chapter as a diary because it didn't fit. It's still in Katie's POV and it will go back to a diary...soon.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Phantom of the Opera. I do however own the Harry Potter DVD's and am currently in possetion of my friends copy of Phantom not that it's relavent.
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Chapter 6- Potions, GAH!
"Kates, are you okay?" Oh he's talking right I should answer…
Brain this is the part where you answer…
"Kateeeess?"
"Katiiiiieeeeee!" I heard my name being drawn out again as his concerned voice shook me awake, but I couldn't speak. I was to shocked.
"OHMIGOD! KATIE!? KATIE ANSWER ME! WHAT'S WRONG? ARE YOU OKAY? KATIEEEEE PLEASE ANSWER ME! KATIE!" he stopped talking to me and continued to himself. "OH NO, SHE'S TURNED STUPID! SHE NEVER STOPS TAL-"
"MR WOOD! Can we please stop this internal bickering! I will not have this level of noise in my library!" Yeah, that was Madame Pince and she was pissed. Actually it was more like full blown spaz-attack anger. It happens whenever she sees me, actually.
Anyway you know that annoying thing you get when you are aware of what's happening and you want to answer, almost like your in a dream, but you can't? Yeah, well I had that.
"Right sorry, won't happen again." Oliver answered the strict women, obviously preoccupied, he swiftly continued his monologue, talking to noone but himself, which, under any other circumstances I would have found incredibly hilarious.
"The shock of the fall must have knocked her stupid or something! I don't understand. Katie what's wrong? KATIEEEE!" He honestly looked like he might cry over the state that I was in. The fact that he was completely over reacting, and his chaser might really just be shocked that she happened to fall into his waiting arms never occurred to him. Nope that couldn't be it.
"Huh?" I asked finally jumping out of my shocked state.
"KATIE! You're alive!" he asked again.
"Nice observation skills, batman." (That was actually a big word for me, observation I mean not nice. What with being in a hypnotised state that could rival Christine's at The Point Of No Return. Not many people could really get their gob around that).
"Are you okay? I was so worried when you wouldn't speak to me." Aww how cute.
"Yeah, yeah I think so." I replied shakily. I was suddenly very aware that his arms were still clasped around my waist. Apparently so was he. His face went a shade of red close to tomato and I could just tell mine mirrored that colour. He dropped his arms.
"Well, erm…yeah," Manly cough time, then back to the awkward moment. "Your books!" He suddenly remembered the pile of books that fell with me and rushed to pick them up. I helped though I was running around slightly more slowly than he was.
When we had finally collected all the fallen books and had both calmed down some what, he helped me carry them to a clear table and then sat down across from me.
"What ya doing?" He asked
"Homework." DUH!
"Oh," He fell silent. Not for long though "What subject?"
"Potions, GAH!"
"Potions gah? What's this, new subject?"
"Shut up Oliver." I told him.
"Fine don't let me help, but I can tell you for sure that your owl won't make it to your brother and back in time for your lesson tomorrow." He does have a point.
"You remember fourth year potions?" I asked. Any help would be nice.
"Gimme" I handed over the parchment and quill and he set to work at a steady pace that amazed me I had no clue how to answer any of those questions and he barely used the books. I sat there watching him for a minute or two. It seemed Ollie had more in his head that just Quidditch plays.
"So about that play we practised yesterday," Yeah not much more.
After working out how we could alter the play (Oliver figured that if we kept it how it was, with the other team in position it could very well lead to a very dead George and we didn't want that.) we fell into a comfortable silence. Oliver doing my homework, me ogling Oliver. No wait. I should use this time more wisely, I can update my list AND write back to Mum and Dad. But list first:
Katie Bell's List Of Reasons Why It Is Bad For Her To Be Madly In Like With Oliver Wood.
1# He is my Quidditch captain
2# I would have an entire fan club of people, including that horrible slut Paige Ettles (bitch-lady of the century and Queen of tight shirts) after me if anything happened.
3# He will be leaving Hogwarts at the end of this school year.
4# I don't want to think how my brother would react: despite being in separate years when in Hogwarts, they are pretty much best friends.
5# Our families practically live at each others houses in the holidays and I think he thinks of me as a little sister so that could be awkward.
6# Age gap. Admittedly not huge, but he's a seventh year and I'm a fourth year. Seventh-fourth.
7# If something happened and it ended badly we would lose our joking friendship and I would miss that a lot.
8# Obsession is a bad thing.
9# He is a Quidditch manic, so much so that if he actually did get his head out of the clouds and by some miracle we did get together, and maybe get married he would most likely call our first child Quaffle and, if that's not a reason to hate your parents then what is?
10# Fred and George. Need I say more?
11# I think it is slowly turning me more insane than I usually am.
12# He is too hot for me.
13# Ever since I started to like him I've had a strange aversion to mayonnaise. There is no other explanation. I am going loopy.
14# Jumping his bones in the middle of the Quidditch field would be a big nono.
15# He apparently makes me speechless. This is bad, I NEED to talk. It's my lifeline.
Dear Mum, Dad and whoever else is going to read this,
I'm fine and school is going well. Tell Jack that Potions is going absolutely wonderfully as I have found someone else to help me and this person actually does it willingly!
I can't wait to be home for Christmas to see Jodie and maybe Baby Jodie. Knowing her it will be called Bobberty or something equally odd. I just hope Daniel puts his foot down with a firm hand and saves his child from many years of bullying at school for a name that is so odd only my dear sister could have picked it. I also can't wait to see their house. It took so long to pick it, it has to be nice right?
Quidditch is going very well, Oliver is still captain and he is doing a great job. The first game is soon so we are all practising very hard, we're going for the cup this year, and we will get it! I can't wait to see you all soon,
With love,
Katie x
"Kates?"
"Yes Ollie?" I answered.
"Don't call me that. I finished your homework and you have had a weird smile on your face since the beginning of the paragraph you just wrote" He smirked at me while I blushed and then looked at his watch, his face changed to one of horror.
"What's up?"
"We're five minutes late for practise and they are never gonna let us live this down!"
"Shit!" We packed my stuff up in a rush and ran to the changing room.
To be honest I was more dreading the interrogation I would get from the Ange and Lissa back in the common room when I turned up late, red and sweaty with Oliver at my side.
A/N For those of you who didn't get the Phantom bit well, it was the part with Christine.
Okay that's it no wait! Review 'cause it makes me happy. Also if you have the time go check out my sisters CSI:NY fic. It's called Lullaby of Broadway by Dizzy-Dreamer and it's really really good. That's enough of my shameless plugage!
Dora x