Disclaimer- Most of these characters are not mine, they belong to JK Rowling. However, the ones you don't recognize were created by me.

Standing in the doorway were the 3 Gryffindor team chasers, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet, and- hold on, was THAT Katie Bell?!

The Katie I remembered was a little peanut of a thing, with a messy blonde ponytail and clear, sparkling blue eyes. However, that Katie appeared to have grown over the summer, and not just in height. I flushed, cursing myself for having such thoughts about a friend. That's all she was to me; a friend. But I couldn't help myself. I let my eyes linger on her for a moment, taking in her curvier hips and firm, larger breasts. I had heard of summer growth spurts, but this was insane! Over a period of 8 weeks, Katie had become, well. hot!

I dragged my eyes away from her and concentrated instead on the conversation.

"Men who are Gemini tend to be very popular with woman because their nice sides and naughty tendencies balance out evenly," Alicia was telling the others. Alicia was a divination buff who deeply admired Professor Trelawney. Why? I don't know. Personally, Trelawney always gave me the impression that she was having drug hallucinations during class, which is why I dropped the useless course after my 5th year. I wonder why she never handed out joints. She appeared to always be fully stocked up.

"Gee," Angelina turned to the twins. "The two of you are Gemini. How come you never have dates?" she innocently asked. Ayan, Alicia, and I chuckled.

"This will be the year," George told her. "You just wait. We'll snag every hot girl who goes to Hogwarts."

"So that means you three ladies are out of luck," Fred teased. Everyone laughed as Alicia slapped the back of Fred's head playfully.

Once we had calmed down, Katie's smile turned into a frown. "Seriously, though, I find it unbelievable that you actually believe in astrology! It's just stupid guesswork," she scowled.

"See, I knew you would disagree," Alicia told her, a half- smile on her face. She loved to argue with Katie. "You're a Virgo, which makes you very stubborn and logical."

"W-what about me?" Lui peeped up. "I'm a-a cancer." Lui looked surprised at his own daring. Talking to a girl, imagine that!

"Cancers are very considerate people, but they tend to be quite insecure at the same time," she told him.

A long pause followed this.

"Oh." Lui trailed off, blushing furiously. He quickly turned his attention back to the window.

Katie turned to me, her eyebrows slightly raised. "What do you think of all of this, Oliver?" she asked, looking into my eyes. She held my gaze for a moment, then bit her lip and looked away.

What the. what was that?!? Was Katie HITTING on me? Nah, it couldn't be. We were just friends. right? At that moment I realized that everyone was waiting for an answer. Smooth, Oliver, way to not make it obvious! I chided myself.

"Um. I. uh. I don't know," I finally managed to spit out, trying to clear my head of the memory of Katie.

"Your birthday is early February, right?" Alicia questioned.

I nodded. "Aquarius," I replied, fidgeting slightly.

She thought for a moment. "Aquarians are very loyal and dedicated people," she told me. I smiled. That was my attitude towards quidditch, that was for sure. "Aquarians are good love matches with Scorpios and Virgos," she added with a knowing smile.

"I'm a good match for a Virgo?" I repeated, blushing slightly as I realized what that meant. Not that I necessarily believed in astrology. I suddenly remembered how I was trying to be neutral about this. That made my face even redder. It felt like it was on fire. Really, I was surprised that nobody tried to hose me down. Somebody change the subject, quick!

As if she had read my mind, Angelina cleared her throat. "So did you guys hear that the Chudley Cannons are getting a new seeker?" she questioned, leaning towards the centre of the compartment as she spoke.

Ahhhh,quidditch. Finally, a conversation that I could intelligently contribute to.

"Yeah," I said excitedly. "Richard DeSlile's been booted. They're bringing in Chris Renaud instead. He's supposed to have incredible vision!"

This comment lead to a heated discussion over quidditch players who have poor vision. I was arguing that in most cases they bring their team down, and, if I do say so myself, I had a rather persuasive argument. Just as Fred was saying that glasses made no difference, using Harry Potter as an example, Katie glanced down at her watch. "We'd better change into our school robes," she announced. "I expect we'll be arriving soon." She and the other girls got up to leave, with Katie bringing up the rear. Just as she was exiting, she turned her head and rested her chin on her shoulder. She smiled at me and then walked away. It happened so fast that I was sure I had just imagined it. I blinked, and got up to retrieve my robes from my trunk. I couldn't help but notice how all the guys were smiling at me. It was in a know-it-all way, and it made me uncomfortable.

"Uhhh. what'd I do?" I asked, tossing the black uniform onto my seat before proceeding to take off my red t-shirt.

"Oh, Oliver!" Fred shrieked, placing his hand over his heart. "Take me now!" he turned his back towards us, wrapping his arms are his body and making snogging noises.

"What are you going on about?" I demanded, feeling quite irritated at him. I was playing dumb, even thought I was pretty sure I knew EXACTLY what he was talking about.

George looked at me like I was a bloody idiot. "Blimey, where were you that entire time? Katie was TOTALLY hitting on you!" he exclaimed.

I blushed for what felt like the thousandth time that day. "No way," I told him. "Katie and I are just, you know. friends."

Ayan raised and eyebrow as he unzipped his jeans. "Oh, really?" he asked, pulling them off. "Open your eyes. Katie executed her flirting perfectly. If I were judging a contest on flirting, she would receive a perfect 10. You know what that means, right?"

"That. she would win the contest?" I ignorantly answered.

Ayan rolled his eyes. "I'll tell you what it means, then. It means that she wants you. Bad".

"How would you know?" I questioned him, knotting my tie.

"I read a lot of Cosmopolitan this summer," he smugly replied.

"Well." I started, trying to come up with a good answer. Think, Oliver, THINK! "She was probably just being friendly," I finished lamely.

"C'mon, Oliver, it couldn't have been any more obvious!" Ayan practically yelled, the expression on his face suggesting he was speaking with a young child who couldn't understand a simple concept. Ayan took a deep breathe, and thought for a moment. He smiled.

"Well, unless she pulled out a copy of Kama Sutra and asked you if you were interested in joining her book club."

The twins snickered. I made a mental note to schedule even more early morning practices, just to piss them off.

"So," Ayan began, adjusting his collar, "are you gonna go for it?"

"Of course not," I told him. "I mean, she's pretty and all, but she's my friend. It'd be too weird. Besides, if I want to be playing quidditch professionally by this time next year, I have to focus completely on the game. I don't have time or energy for women."

Lui turned around, looked me in the eye, and spoke for the first time in over an hour. "There's more to life than quidditch, you know."