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Chapter 9- Who Actually Makes Anyone's Knees Wobble?

"Katie, get out of the bathroom! I have practice, I actually need to get ready."

"Calm down hot shot, I'm getting out." I yelled through the bathroom door and haphazardly shoving his towel onto the counter, because of course he will never know I used it now.

Closing a few drawers and rummaging around in one I found my hair tie, and pulled back my hair into a sleek ponytail. Today was my first practice, and I knew they wouldn't all see me, they'd see Tim because of the Polyjuice potion, I still felt the need to look presentable.

Oliver was pounding on the door again so I swung it open, letting him fall to the floor. He rolled onto his back and glared up at me.

I felt the sudden urge to jump him, he was wearing just boxers and his washboard abs were screaming for me to look at them. His hair was ruffled in a sporadic manner that made it look like he just rolled out of bed, sexy.

I licked my lip and he slid closer to me, grabbing onto my ankle moaning.

"Kates, I'm tired, help me."

"Wait what?" My brain was slowly processing what he was saying, it was a little preoccupied with eye shagging him.

"With what? I'm not your mother." I snapped clipping in the earrings I selected from a drawer, they were little silver studs and I decided to put them in all four holes. I got double piercings a little while back and my mother practically had a heart attack. Which I thought was absurd, their my ears after all and I was an adult!

"Can you turn on the shower for me?" He wined again.

"No, go do it yourself."

All of a sudden I was aware of his hand slowly slipping up my leg, it brushed lightly almost causing goose bumps and his fingers twirled patterns against my skin till it came up to my knee and I got the strangest feeling that he was going to go higher. The scary part, I wanted him to. He was still laying on the floor, practically naked and one of his hands was lightly stroking his way up my inner thigh. God that felt good, I bit down on my lip and I could feel my mind slowly slipping.

"Oliver!" I snapped glaring down at him, a little breathless. Though I couldn't move away, a verbal assault was the best I could do. It wasn't my fault I was living with, with freaking Oliver Wood!

"Yes Kates?" He looked up at me, an innocent look on his face. His hand was still in the same spot, now just doing swirls, slipping down and back up but never any higher since I yelled at him.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Hopefully you soon, that is if you'd stop interrupting my fine work down here." He finished cockily, smirking up at me.

I gasped.

He stood up and walked around me still smirking and picked up a hair tie, flinging it at me.

"Snap out of it Kates, I know I'm good but I don't think I've ever done this to anyone, yet."

Looking at myself in the mirror my face was a rosy red from my blush and goose bumps had popped up on my arms. My eyes were wide with shock and my breathing hitched. Great, how did I not notice this earlier, and god, he wasn't even touching me anymore.

"I think you're a little too cocky my friend." I said simply, and spun on my heel but right before I could walk out of the bathroom Oliver caught my arm spinning me around so we were face to, well, chiseled, tan, buff chest.

His breath was hot and he went to bury his head in the crook of my neck but stopped so his lips were grazing my collarbone, slowly traveling up to my jaw. He smelled like citrus and I arched my neck back and to the side so he could keep going. His lips were soft, are airy, almost not touching my skin by it sent tingles to my toes.

I felt him smile for a split second but once he finally traced his way up to my ear he nibbled on it making me shiver.

"Next time don't use my towel." He breathed and pulled back still smirking. It took me a second to realize what he did and then I huffed, glaring at him, and left the bathroom slamming the door. I felt the urge to collapse against it, but I refused to give him the satisfaction.

Damn it! How did he do this to me? The whole 'he makes my knees go wobbly' seemed like such an overstatement in the past but I could see what they mean now.

All I wanted to do was go back in there and jump him, wrap my arms around his neck twisting his sandy locks through my fingers. Guide his face toward mine and crush our lips together, our bodies shimming closer till we were meshed so close there would be no more room. Then kiss down his neck so he'd bite his lip to stop the moan from escaping as he put me on top of the counter, his hands running up and down my back while I hooked my legs around his waist pulling him closer-

"Katie! What the hell are you just standing in the middle of the hallway for?"

I looked around suspiciously and my mouth curved into a somewhat disgusted look while trying to remember how this happened. Indeed, I was standing in the middle of the hall, frozen from my thoughts. Spinning around I flicked my hair in his face and he glared at me. His towel was hung low on his hips and water was dripping onto the floor. Glancing at his abs a tiny bead of water was sliding down nearing his belly-button and I was suddenly overcome with the desire to turn into that lucky little bead. Right, no. I should probably go spend some quality time with Adam, I was very distracted, wild hormones and all.

"Um, sorry. I should get going."

He looked at me suspiciously, hazel eyes squinting and just shoved past me to get to his room.

"Kates, you don't have a job. Where exactly are you going?"

"I do to have a job!" Right, he can't know, good job pride.

He popped his head out the door grinning wildly. Crazy man. Crazy, sexy man.

" You do? What is it?"

"Um, what?"

"You got a new job, you just said so. What is with you and spacing out today?" His head disappeared back into his room to change but he didn't bother shutting his door. Okay, breathe, breathe and do not walk over there!

Naturally I started walking over there.

"Job? I didn't say job, I said, um, mob."

Silence then,

"You have the mob?"

"Yes, yes indeed. They're very handy you should get one sometime."

"Katie, do you even know what the mob is?"

Crap, I really should have thought this through.

"Psh, do I know what the mob is? Who doesn't know what the mob is? Everyone knows!" I started yelling and waving my hands about.

"A little too much sugar in you cereal dismorning Kates?"

"Ha, ha. Very funny. Can we go now?"

"Katie, I'm going to practice. We don't go there together anymore. You do remember that you were fired?" He popped out of his bedroom, all ready for practice and Quidditch bag in tow.

"Yes I remember! I'm not stupid. I have a meeting with Selena actually, MediWitch stuff, you wouldn't care."

"Oh, she didn't mention that last night."

"Ooh, last night? Care to elaborate?" He shoved me with his shoulders flustered looking.

"No, nothing really happened."

"Still haven't bumped nasties? That's a shocker." I said, my voice filled with sarcasm.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, she's already kind of scary in real life, imagine how scary she'd be in bed."

He laughed but then cut himself off and tried giving me a stern face, which was a huge fail.

"Katie, you really shouldn't talk about other people like that." He scolded as he grabbed his wand. Flicking it all the lights turned off and the door locked.

"Ready?" He asked offering me his arm.

"As I'll ever be." I whispered and we apparated right onto the Quidditch pitch.

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"Selena?"

The door was cracked open and a light was shining through the cracks. I took a hesitant step into my old office.

Selena was in the back of the tiny room, her hair slightly disheveled and she yawned before glancing up at me. Her eyes were watery and it took her a moment to recognize me.

"Katie! Perfect timing. You need to take this potion in the next two minutes to last the desired amount of time. I'll be out there while you practice so if something starts going wrong I'll have extra. Sound good?" She asked as she lazily spun in her desk chair a little shuffling things back into their place.

"Sounds great! Thanks Selena, are you okay though?"

"No, I'm fine. Just tired, up all last night trying to finish the batch of polyjuice potion. It's supposed to take a full month to make but I had less than that to make it. Had to add some catalysts and it was just a hectic all nighter lets say." She rambled before pulling open a desk drawer and summoning a cup from her shelf.

She ladeled the gross concoction and she dropped in a hair, it fizzled before turning a light yellow.

She frowned down at it while her eyebrows scrunched.

"That stuff is so disgusting. I do not envy you at all right now."

She handed me the glass and I took a deep breath, the condensation slipping down the sides making me almost loose my grip.

"Go on, drink it." She urged. Well, it's now or never! I plugged my nose with one hand and quickly chugged it back. After a second I tasted the potion, it was like hot tar until it suddenly felt like my tongue was covered in feathers and I swallowed as fast as I could.

"Good as it looked?" She asked raising her eyebrows, halfway between true curiosity and amusement.

I nodded my head sarcastically until suddenly I dropped the glass which I was still clutching with a death grip. I faintly heard it shatter on the floor but I was distracted by my hands. My fingers were extending and hard calluses were growing, blooming from my skin.

I grabbed at my face and pulled at my cheeks which were burning hot while little stubble popped out. My senses came back momentarily and I ran over to the mirror on the wall. I didn't see myself, I saw Tim. Gasping I turned around and Selena grinned widely at me, leaning back on the desk biting her lip in excitement.

She brought her eyes to my face finally, they were filled with excitement.

"It worked!" She exclaimed.

I frowned, was she not sure it would?

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice deep like Tim's and I had to refrain from gasping in shock again.

"Well, I wasn't really sure what would happen. Sh! I mean, no one has ever had to make Polyjuice this quickly before, I had to experiment and calculate some ways and ingredients to make it in record time!"

Great, so the guy I'm in love with is going out with a genius.

"Why in the name of Merlin then are you a MediWitch? You're a genius!" I asked in complete bafflement.

Her smile faltered for a moment.

"And don't forget it." She said with a slight bitter tone.

Why was she really a MediWitch?

"Okay, Katie. Go out there, you'll be late for practice if you don't hurry up. The locker room is-"

"I know, I've been here before. Thanks." I said unenthusiastically. I turned to leave.

"Oh and Katie?" She paused but I didn't bother turning around to face her.

"If you even think about going after Oliver, you'll regret it. He's mine." I was quiet for a moment.

"If he's yours why would I even bother trying for him?" I said through gritted teeth, hands clenched a little and I walked out of her office stiffly.

Selena was such a problem. I honestly had no idea what to make of her, she was nice one moment but then she it was like she remembered or realized something and went cold. Maybe she knew I was in love with Oliver?

Also, she's a genius. First an accountant, a rare job for witches or wizards because they don't teach such advanced math at magic school, a MediWitch without training but knew all her stuff, and now potion making extraordinaire! Why would she even bother with such a low pay job as this when she could be making millions? Obviously someone as smart as her wouldn't be here just for this, she must be after fame by dating a player (that kind of blew-up in her face though) or in some sort of deal where she gets something real out of this. Something tells me it's the latter.

Before I knew it I was in the locker room quickly changing. Every glance I saw boys and well, their boys. I had to put a towel in front of my face when I was walking to my locker or I'd feel like a creepy stalker or a peeping Tom.

It didn't help how they would talk to each other and try to ask me things. I probably looked insanely gay right now, blushing whenever one of them walked by shirtless or bumped into me. I ran out of there feeling the urge to scratch out my eyes or run back in and jump their sexy bodies. Something told me that was not something Tim would typically do, ruining my fun.

Eventually they all walked onto the pitch and I immediately relaxed. I was in my element again, closing my eyes I felt the wind ruffle my now short hair and make my cloak billow behind me. The heat from the sun slid away as a cloud passed in front of it and I stretched out my arms smiling up at the sky. God, I missed this feeling.

"Tim, are you high or something? Because last time we did that coachie was mad." I heard Henry say from behind me sniggering with a couple people.

"Oh very funny. Is that supposed to insult me or something?"

"No, it's supposed to make you run home to your Momma crying." I heard Chris say and I smiled sardonically at him.

"Glad to see you all care so much, but I am not high, I'm not that stupid." I said turning around to face the coach who was walking towards us.

I felt Chris slip an arm around my shoulder.

"You know Tim, you used to be so much fun! What happened?" He frowned jutting out his bottom lip.

"I grew up unlike you."

"Ouch. But I can assure you, I grew up as well."

"Ew Chris. I did not need to know that."

"I figured you would seeing as you are gay and all now." He said shrugging and backing away from me a little.

"What?" I spluttered.

"You were blushing like a little girl non-stop in the locker room back there and you never want to go clubbing anymore. Either you are gay or you are secretly a girl." He poked me in the chest and I went to slap away his hand but stopped. Boys don't care if other guys touch their chests, right.

"I don't know what you are talking about, are you sure you aren't high Chris?" I asked hoping he would drop the topic, now.

He opened his mouth to respond but by this time our couch had walked over to us frowning.

"Where's Wood?"

"Probably off shagging Selena on her desk." I heard one of them snigger and the person next to him chuckled under his breath.

"Nah, he's probably still shagging Katie at the apartment."

I gasped loudly and everyone turned to look at me. So I started fake coughing glancing around nervously hoping they all believed it. They did. Merlin boys are gullible!

That moment Oliver ran onto the pitch gasping for air.

"What did I tell you?" One of the guys said quietly and everyone laughed. I know they weren't being mean, just joking around like always but seeing as they were laughing about the chance of Ollie and I shagging it didn't exactly feel like warm fuzzes, especially after dismorning.

"Oliver! You are late, why?" The coach asked sharply.

"Sorry coach, there were these lost little kids on a fieldtrip or something and I had to help them find their teacher. They were crying." He said worriedly.

Aw, that's so sweet!

"Were they girls, Ollie dearest?" Henry asked smirking at him.

Oliver looked scandalized for a moment before smirking back.

"You caught me."

I frowned, really Ollie?

"Enough!" The couch shouted to stop the chatter which had started. "Extra five laps for Oliver's tardiness, whatever the reason."

Everyone groaned and started running. I took off, excitedly but after three I felt out of breath and like I was going to die. It had been a while.

"You okay Tim?" I heard someone ask and looking up I came face to face with Oliver. It took my all to stop from gasping when his hazel eyes met mine.

"I'm not feeling too great today." I lied easily.

"Oh, do you want to see Selena?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

"Oh, no, no. It's all okay." I assured him and plastered a smile on my face.

"If you're sure." He said skeptically before running ahead of me. I immediately slowed down and let the fake smile fall off myself.

After what felt like forever we were done and I wanted to drop to the grass but prevented myself from doing so because everyone else just looked slightly winded.

I knew Tim's body could obviously handle all this but I was not mentally prepared for this what-so-ever.

After doing bleacher sprints, sit-ups, push-ups, and a couple flying routines to improve speed we got to separate into groups and practice.

Hours passed and the coach had yelled at me numerous times. Apparently Tim usually played better and I was suddenly a 'piss poor player!'

The coach split us up to work on things and he sent me to practice shooting with Oliver. I guess Tim was bad at scoring against Oliver. I couldn't help from grinning, time to show how good this 'piss poor player' was.

I started halfway down the pitch and sped towards the hoops, zigzagging a little so he wouldn't know which way I was aiming. Eyes darting I noticed him lean to the right slightly. The tip of his broom though pointed left, he was trying to fake me out.

Smirking, I suddenly dropped so I was lower than he was prepared for and sent it far right giving and having it zip right in front of his face so the wind it created ruffled his hair. His eyes widened in shock but he wasn't balanced properly to catch something on his right that close without falling off.

It bounced off the rim off the hoop and through it. All about the angles.

He snapped out of his shock and he looked at me suspiciously. Was that too good? Right, Tim was supposed to be bad at this, and he was a left Chaser. He didn't often score on the right like I just did.

Grinning sheepishly I caught the Quaffle as Oliver chucked it at me. Every time I went to score after that I couldn't help myself , it had been so long since I got to play! Tomorrow I would be more in character and miss on purpose more.

By the time the final whistle blew my butt felt numb and I slid the ground staggering a little as my knees struggled to hold my weight. Looking up the coach was looking at each of us individually before talking.

"The season has been going so well. We are number two in the league right now, and after today's practice I feel confident saying we could be number one." His grim face broke out into a smile and everyone roared cheering and high-fiving each other.

"Tim, I don't know where those skills in scoring came from but excellent job! Elliot, your aim has improved so much lately. Oliver, you are just as dedicated like always and you wouldn't give up after Tim just kept scoring. Excellent job today everyone, see you all tomorrow!" His face turned sour again.

"Go to the showers, you smell like wet dogs."

Thank god a shower! Wait, showers?

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I had a few minutes left to get back to Selena's office before the potion wore off. This was really not the time for Ollie to come and corner me in the locker room clad in only low hung sweat pants.

His eyes are up there, just look up. I commanded myself as I tore my eyes away from his body.

"Oliver, honestly. I don't know what you mean." I clarified again.

"Tim, you are an excellent player, I'm not trying to insult you. But just a few days ago you could barely make a goal past me and now just about every one you got it! Explain."

"There isn't anything to explain. I just realized what I was doing wrong!"

"What was it?"

Great, I hadn't thought this far ahead.

"I asked Katie." Wow, good job brain, blame it all on me.

"Kates?" He suddenly asked lost in thought as his eyes zoned out for a moment. He shook his head and looked back at me, or Tim.

Glancing at the clock, thirty seconds to get out of here.

"Look Oliver I really have to go." I said edging away.

"What did you ask her exactly?"

"How to get past you." I rushed out.

"Why did you think she would know?"

"For Merlin's sake! You two trained together for years and are best friends if not more," I couldn't from smirking, I just had to throw that it. The rest of the team was thinking it too!

"if anyone knew it would be her. Now I really have to run!" But he grabbed my arm and opened his mouth to say something more when a delicate hand with bubble gum pink nails pulled his off mine.

Selena.

"Tim, I thought you had somewhere to be?" She asked sweetly as her eyes glared daggers. Stumbling a little from her sudden, livid appearance I ran off down the hall praying no one would follow.

So Ollie was suspicious, my height shrunk down a little, I knew I shouldn't have shown off, my hair grew a little longer, well at least I got to plant that little seed about us being more than friends in his head, I slammed Selena's door shut and sunk down onto my knees waiting for the transformation to stop and me to finally be me again.

I walked out of Selena's office, dressed back in the clothes I came in and bumped into Adam. He caught me with one hand and hoisted me back to my feet. I felt a slight blush creep onto my cheeks.

"Want to go back to my place and eat?" I asked happily as endorphins rushed around my brain.

"Ya, I'll meet you there. I just have to talk to Phil for a sec." He said smiling apologetically as he started to walk away with a backwards wave.

Phil? As in the manager? They were on a first name basis? Why was he talking to him, Phil rarely talked to team members. Oh well.

I apparated back to my flat and Ollie and Selena were snuggling on the coach and a pot of pasta was on the stove in the kitchen. Yum. Though, I'd probably want to puke it up when I saw Oliver and Selena feeding it to each other later tonight. At least I'd have Adam to keep me company.

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Look at that! Two posts in one week and this one is super duper looong, so who's awesome? I loved all your reviews so I responded to them all, you guys are too sweet. Hope you liked, a little Katie Ollie action at the beginning there for all you people who are desperate for them to hook up! One more chapter guys than a surprise, oops. Did I just say that? R&R!

Next Chapter: Mostly a filler, cute Ollie and Katie, bad Adam-why does he have to be so mean to poor Kates? Aaand, what are Ollie and Selena going to do tonight, Katie needs to stop it!

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