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Chapter 13 – Caught in the rain? More like the middle.

Oliver and I reached the castle and tore up the steps aching to get back into the warmth of the castle. I was totally drenched. Drenched. Sounds like a strong word to use for just a little rain, but let me tell you that was no little shower. Luckily the lightning held off until we were inside. Just. I quickly shook off my wet robes while Oliver dusted rain drops off his.

"Well that was refreshing." He said humouredly.  

I glared.

"Refreshing? Being caught in the rain?! Are you mad? Looks like you might have to bring me chicken soup after all." I replied sitting down on the bottom step of the staircase in the Entrance Hall.

A smile tugged at the corners of Oliver's mouth. I tried to frown but his expression was too funny to resist. I cracked up.

"What?" He asked sitting down beside me.

I smiled.

"I could tell you wanted to laugh. It made me laugh." I said simply as he moved closer to me.

He shook his head smiling.

"You are bonkers Kat. Bonkers."

I grinned.

"And that's why you love me." I added kissing Oliver.

Footsteps were heard coming up from the corridor near the kitchen and Oliver and I sat listening intently for who it was. It was Cedric.

"Hey." He said simply stopping in front of us.

I smiled warmly.

"Hey Cedric. How are you?" I asked politely.

By the look of him he was happy. Content. Back to the Jock Cedric or 'Quidditch Sex God of Hufflepuff' how Ange so kindly put it. I know Jock was a little steep but he reminded me of the cute and smug jock that play those funny muggle sports on muggle movies. Ok so I confess, even though I'm a wizards and my whole family are wizards I still occasionally on summer break watch a few muggle things.

"Good. I was wondering if I could talk to you?" He said to me.

Oliver nodded and took a hint. He pecked me gently on the cheek.

"I'll see you in the common room later then." He said getting up off the stair and moving off back to Gryffindor tower.

I motioned for Cedric to sit down in Oliver's place. Thankfully he didn't sit as close as Oliver had been.

"So what do you want to talk about?" I asked quizzically.

Cedric smiled widely and tried to contain his laughter.

"The supposed us." He said happily.

I nodded.

"Arhh." I said getting the picture. "What about us?"

He took a deep breath but the smile remained on his face.

"I don't think that it's good for us to pretend anymore. I mean it's not very believable and Michelle is away. I'm guessing as soon as she gets back you'll tell her. I don't want to string people along anymore."

I nodded in agreement.

"Ok. So you want us to break up then?" I said smiling.

Cedric laughed.

"I guess that's what I'm saying. At first it was fun but now, it's different." He said pausing for thought. "But we can still be friends."

The sparkle in Cedric's eye was unbelievable. I had known him for a while, even if we didn't really know each other before the Michelle thing but I had never seen Cedric so happy. It felt weird.

"Are you sure you want us to be friends? I mean you're the one who's breaking up with me." I said joking.

He laughed.

"Of course. But there is one problem. The Ball is tomorrow night."

I shook my head.

"That's not a problem. Michelle's not here so I'm still playing the rest of the school. I'll go by myself. It doesn't worry me. Ange and Alicia and all them will be there."

Cedric nodded.

"I bet you've got yourself a date already?" I said laughing.

Cedric chuckled.

"Actually I have." He said eye's twinkling.

I laughed again. Laughter seemed to be a common thing for me lately. I smiled and nudged Cedric in the arm.

"So who's the luck girl then?"

He grinned.

"You're not going to believe this." He said biting his lip, still smiling. "Helena Star."

I grinned.

"Really? Cedric that's great!" I said hugging him.

Friendly I might add. There are no sparks going off between us. I don't even know how he feels about me, since he told me that he liked me and I said it couldn't happen. I pulled away to see Cedric's sill ecstatic face. It seemed that some of the sparkle in his eyes had been distinguished.

"Isn't it?" I asked seriously.

Cedric smiled lightly.

"Yeah it's great."

I smiled at him.

"I'm sorry I put you on the spot a few days ago. You know how I told you I liked you? I do…but…no matter how much it pains me to say it…I can see that you're happier with Oliver. So I respect that. That's why I think that we," he smiled briefly. "Should break up."

I nodded.

"Thanks Cedric. It means a lot to me. Thank you." I said comfortingly.

Wow. That was sort of a relief. Sort of disappointing too though. Selfishly I had grown to like Cedric and Oliver fighting over me. Selfish I know, but hey. Cedric beamed and stood up, making ready to leave. He stopped and turned around to face me again.

"Ok you don't have to agree to this but…" he began.

I interrupted.

"What?"

"Well why we were pretending we never kissed. I was just wondering if I could have one innocent kiss. A goodbye kiss if you will."

I laughed and stood up. I guess it was the least that I could do, making Cedric put up with me for those 2 weeks. Oliver on the other hand deserved all the torture that he could get…he let me get wet! I kissed Cedric gently on the lips. Gently but if possible thankfully. Thankful that he had jumped into the deal.

"Well I hope that you and Helena have a great time tomorrow night. I guess I'll see you there." I said turning around and heading back up the stairs towards the Gryffindor common room.

I felt relieved as the portrait of the Fat Lady came into view. No more lies from now on. As soon as Michelle turns up in a few days, she's going to be told. It shouldn't have lasted that long. The lies between us or rather me lie to her about Oliver. I mean yes, I do hate her, but she was a friend to me once. Once. Come to think of it maybe hate is a strong word. It is thrown around a lot but is it really meant? I met up with Alicia and Angelina outside the portrait. They smiled as I drew near and before they could day anything like a greeting I interrupted.

"Is hate a strong word?"  I asked stupidly.

Alicia and Angelina both looked at each other with raised eyebrows. Maybe it was a stupid thing to ask. Well a stupid question to ask out loud anyway.

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