I'M BAAAAAAAAAACK!
That's right. I'm back. About time, huh?
I find that when authors don't update their stories very often (cough cough, -looks away innocently-) it's easy to forget what happened & it's a big pain in the arse to go back and read parts over. That's why I'm giving you a short recap to remind you about what happened in the last chapter. So... Katie has a weird dream and wakes up extremely confused, then a week goes by, Angelina rants at Oliver, and everyone prepares for the Halloween party in Gryffindor Tower, where a bunch of Slytherins arrive to crash a party and then Dumbledore who is actually Katie shows up to throw dungbombs at them and everyone thinks Katie's costume is brilliant except for her boyfriend who leaves early and refuses to kiss her while she looks like the Headmaster then Katie and Oliver exchange a few sweet words before Katie goes off to bed after which Alicia kiss Oliver who doesn't kiss her back.
Whew!
Chapter 12
Dear Diary,
I am going to KILL Fred and George Weasley.
"'Morning," I mumbled as I sat across the twins, who were scarfing down their scrambled eggs like they'd never had eggs before.
"What came first?" George said, a piece of egg slipping out of the corner of his mouth. I winced. "The chicken or the egg?"
"The chicken," Fred said matter-of-factly. "Where would the egg have come from?"
"But where would the chicken have come from without an egg?"
"Well the chicken evolved from the dinosaurs and laid the egg."
"You know, everyone has the right to be stupid sometimes," I said, "but you two abuse the privilege."
"Well you know what? You-"
"Katie wants to kill you two. In the most brutal way possible." We looked up at Angelina, who'd just come to join us.
"Us?" the twins said together, pointing at themselves.
"Yes. That's all she told me to tell you. As for her, she's refusing to come out from behind her bedcurtains."
I narrowed my eyes accusingly at the twins. "What did you do to her?"
"Don't look at us like that, mate," Fred said breezily. "You always use us as scapegoats."
"Then what was that look you just gave each other about?"
"Look? What look?"
Dear Diary,
Merlin help me. Someone's knocking on the door. What do I do?... ohmigosh the knocking is getting louder... Do they really have to pound like that? Bloody hell!
"Katherine Bell, open the door at once!"
Dear Lord. It's McGonagall.
"You've missed all of this morning's classes and you need a good reason. Do not tell me you were feeling ill because I've already been told by Madam Pomfrey that you haven't been in the hospital wing."
I can't say anything. Oh gosh, I dare not. My voice would give it away... So instead, I managed to let out a grunt of some sorts.
"Excuse me? Katie, you really need to speak up."
Grunt.
"Are you incapable of speech, child?" McGonagall snapped. "Open the door at once if you refuse to speak."
Open the door. Open the door? Dear woman, if I open the door, you'll have a seizure.
"Open the door, Katie. I won't say it again."
Are you there, God? It's me, Katie.
"I'm giving you until three. One..."
I jumped out of bed, my heart pounding.
"Two..."
I made my way slowly to the door, terrified.
"Thr -"
I flung the door open before she could finish, waiting for the worst. Just as I'd expected, her mouth dropped open and hit the floor. Okay fine, not really. But it looked about to.
"Oh...oh my," she whispered, putting a hand to her throat.
I felt the sudden urge to vomit.
"Albus... Albus, what are you doing in the girls' dormitories!"
I paced back and forth on the grass, looking at my watch for the fourteenth time. "So tell me again what's wrong?"
"Oliver for the umpteenth time, we don't know." Angelina crossed her arms.
"Where has she been all day?"
"Leanne said she missed all of today's classes."
"What the bloody hell is wrong with her? Having boyfriend issues?"
"Don't be so insensitive," Angelina scolded.
"But how could she miss practice?"
Alicia smacked her forehead. "That's all he cares about. Katie's been M.I.A. all day and he's worried about missing one player in practice." She stepped up to me and grabbed me by the shoulders. "What's the matter with you, huh?" She shook me so hard I thought my eyeballs would pop out.
Oh, by the way - you'd think she'd refuse to make eye contact and avoid me after that whole kissing fiasco at the Halloween party, right? But with Alicia, not a chance. She acts like everything's just peachy between us. Which is fine with me, obviously.
"If she's not feeling well, why won't she go to Madam Pomfrey?"
"She's not sick. She just refuses to see anyone."
"This is ridiculous. What could possibly be wrong... oh, Professor Dumbledore!" We stared in confusion as the headmaster came storming towards us. "To...to what do we owe this surprise?" I said.
To my shock, the headmaster shot an icy glare at me. "Stop sucking up. It disgusts me." My jaw dropped, as did everyone else's. Especially Harry, who, as the whole school knew, had a close relationship with Dumbledore. (No, not in that way, you pervs out there.)
"I...I'm sorry, Professor."
"Shut your trap. I need to see you two." Dumbledore pointed a finger threateningly at the twins. "Hurry up!" he snapped coldly, "or I'll have Filch hang you by the thumbs like he always dreamed of doing."
The rest of us watched in silent shock as the twins, equally surprised, followed the strangely hostile Dumbledore into the school.
Dear Diary,
I just want to cry at this point. I've been in the hospital wing for the remainder of the day, even though there is no point because I'm not sick at all. Rather, I'm the victim of a joke spell gone totally wrong.
Remember how the Weasleys did something to my Dumbledore mask to make it mold perfectly into mine so it would seem real? Well they cast a spell on it to make it last longer than the party, so I'd wake up with Dumbledore's face still on mine. Ha ha real funny, great joke. Turns out the spell was stronger than they'd planned, because I STILL HAVE DUMBLEDORE'S FREAKIN FACE!
Just IMAGINE McGonagall's face when she saw 'Dumbledore' opening the door for her wearing very girly pajamas. Not to mention the horror she felt seeing him in the girls' dormitories. It took a long time to explain everything... and here I am now.
It was funny though, when I dragged the twins off the field during practice today. Everyone must be thinking Dumbledore's turned into a complete bitch. In any case, the twins proved to be useless; they couldn't figure out how to reverse the spell.
Perhaps I'll be laughing about this one day. But as for now, I just need to get this bloody beard off my face.
A/N: It may seem Alicia got over the whole kissing thing rather quickly, but it'll come up again. If I remember to put it in a later chapter, that is...
Rather pointless chappie, but it's just a filler anyway. I'm having a bout of writer's block right now. Sorry folks. :)
