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That night, Katie crept into the boy's dorm. She pulled open the hangings to Oliver's bed and saw him sleeping. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing to her an angel under covers. She shook him gently. " Oliver," she whispered, " Wake up."
Oliver turned around to face her, eyes still closed. " Hmmmph..." He muttered, "Win..bludgers..Kat..watch.."
Katie stifled her giggles. She brushed his hair with her fingers.
" Honoured to be in your dreams..."
Finally, she shook him hard.
Oliver's eyes flew open, wildly gazing around the room, trying to figure out what was going on.
Katie climbed into his warm bed and hugged him, her hands tight around his waist.
" Heya...I couldn't sleep. Sorry to wake you."
Oliver relaxed and kissed her forehead. " S'all right."
Katie laid back on his four poster bed.
" Mind if I sleep here tonight?" Oliver looked doubtful.
" Please," she begged, "Just this once."
" It's not that," he replied, " if Mcggonagal found us..."
"She won't," Katie interrupted, pulling him him back to lie beside her. He put an arm around her slender waist and sighed contentedly. Katie smiled at the apparent pleasure her simple presence brought him. She placed her head on his chest and fell asleep listening to the steady rhythmic beating of his heart.
The next morning, Katie awoke to a bright light glaring down at her. She squinted as her eyes accustomed to the change. Oliver was already dressed in Quidditch robes with his broomstick in one hand, his figure iluminated by the light streaming from his bedside lamp. He was smiling at her, eyes gleaming fanatically.
"G'morning," Katie said sleepily.
"Morning," he replied, still smiling.
"Quidditch practice?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Oliver nodded. Katie sighed as she slowly climbed out of bed. She kissed him sweetly on the lips before leaving his dorm to change.
Oliver was waiting for her in the common room when Katie bounded down the stairs, or rather, he was sprawled on the couch, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. Katie grinned in amusement. Oliver? Sleeping before quidditch? That's a first... She debated whether to leave him sleeping or wake him up. She wisely decided on the latter as it was not a good idea to let a quidditch obsessed freak like Oliver to sleep through practice.
" Who knows? He might even blow up on me." Katie ruffled his hair but Oliver just mumbled something incoherent. Katie trailed a finger along the lines of his lips, admiring the brunette's good looks. Oliver's eyes opened slowly and his lips curved into a smile. Katie sat on his lap facing him. "Poor sleepy baby," she teased, her lips pouty and full. Oliver drew her closer to him, his arms around her waist. He was obviously ready for a heavy makeout session. Katie frowned, "What about quidditch?"
"Quidditch can wait."
Oliver covered her lips with his own. His hands holding her tightly. Katie ran one hand up and down his back, sending shivers sown his spine while her other hand was entangled in his hair. They broke apart, breathless. Katie smiled and ran her tongue over his parted lips. Oliver let out a gasped and they engaged in yet another passionate kiss. They were kissing hard when they both heard someone clearing their throat from the doorway.
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That night, Katie crept into the boy's dorm. She pulled open the hangings to Oliver's bed and saw him sleeping. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing to her an angel under covers. She shook him gently. " Oliver," she whispered, " Wake up."
Oliver turned around to face her, eyes still closed. " Hmmmph..." He muttered, "Win..bludgers..Kat..watch.."
Katie stifled her giggles. She brushed his hair with her fingers.
" Honoured to be in your dreams..."
Finally, she shook him hard.
Oliver's eyes flew open, wildly gazing around the room, trying to figure out what was going on.
Katie climbed into his warm bed and hugged him, her hands tight around his waist.
" Heya...I couldn't sleep. Sorry to wake you."
Oliver relaxed and kissed her forehead. " S'all right."
Katie laid back on his four poster bed.
" Mind if I sleep here tonight?" Oliver looked doubtful.
" Please," she begged, "Just this once."
" It's not that," he replied, " if Mcggonagal found us..."
"She won't," Katie interrupted, pulling him him back to lie beside her. He put an arm around her slender waist and sighed contentedly. Katie smiled at the apparent pleasure her simple presence brought him. She placed her head on his chest and fell asleep listening to the steady rhythmic beating of his heart.
The next morning, Katie awoke to a bright light glaring down at her. She squinted as her eyes accustomed to the change. Oliver was already dressed in Quidditch robes with his broomstick in one hand, his figure iluminated by the light streaming from his bedside lamp. He was smiling at her, eyes gleaming fanatically.
"G'morning," Katie said sleepily.
"Morning," he replied, still smiling.
"Quidditch practice?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Oliver nodded. Katie sighed as she slowly climbed out of bed. She kissed him sweetly on the lips before leaving his dorm to change.
Oliver was waiting for her in the common room when Katie bounded down the stairs, or rather, he was sprawled on the couch, eyes closed and mouth slightly open. Katie grinned in amusement. Oliver? Sleeping before quidditch? That's a first... She debated whether to leave him sleeping or wake him up. She wisely decided on the latter as it was not a good idea to let a quidditch obsessed freak like Oliver to sleep through practice.
" Who knows? He might even blow up on me." Katie ruffled his hair but Oliver just mumbled something incoherent. Katie trailed a finger along the lines of his lips, admiring the brunette's good looks. Oliver's eyes opened slowly and his lips curved into a smile. Katie sat on his lap facing him. "Poor sleepy baby," she teased, her lips pouty and full. Oliver drew her closer to him, his arms around her waist. He was obviously ready for a heavy makeout session. Katie frowned, "What about quidditch?"
"Quidditch can wait."
Oliver covered her lips with his own. His hands holding her tightly. Katie ran one hand up and down his back, sending shivers sown his spine while her other hand was entangled in his hair. They broke apart, breathless. Katie smiled and ran her tongue over his parted lips. Oliver let out a gasped and they engaged in yet another passionate kiss. They were kissing hard when they both heard someone clearing their throat from the doorway.
* Continued in next chappie....Up soon hopefully...*
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