Author's Note: Yeah I know… I am slack. I give you all full permission to slap me. I am not even going to bother apologising for no update because there is no point. I have been writing an original story lately and it's been on my mind the whole time… I am not sure whether or not to upload it to the web or not, so let me know what you think about reading originals.

Chapter Four...

The week away at Hogsmeade had finally come! For the past few days Kali had tried her best to put Mr Oliver Wood out of her mind. For some reason, totally unknown to her, he kept creeping back into her subconscious... even at night time. Just last night she had dreamt that he was in her dormitory about to strangle her with her own pillow. She's woken up gasping for breath and had found one of her friends Christina sitting beside her, dabbing cold water on her forehead.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked Christina, getting her breath back.

"Maybe you like him," suggested Christina, always the one to start up rumours. Suddenly Kali wished she hadn't asked.

"Or maybe not," she groaned, letting her head fall back on the pillow.

"Just put him out of your mind," Christina continued. "We're going to Hogsmeade girl, I can't believe Snape even let you go."

Kali smirked. "Yeah, well…"

"Seriously, he can be pretty harsh on us sometimes."

She nodded. "I know, I was lucky. What can I say?"

"Nothing," replied Christina. "Just get some sleep okay? We've got a week of non stop fun ahead of us and you'll need as much rest as you can get."

Kali tried to smile as she dozed off again. Christina was right, really. She needed to put Oliver out of her mind completely.

* * * * *

Coaches arrived early the next morning. They were big and old fashioned and all of the Hogsmeade students looked on in wonder as they pulled up out the front of the main entrance. The coaches were all identical and each seated a dozen students.

Oliver looked around at the other sleepy students and quickly did a brief count. There were about 15 students from each house going (many had had this privelage taken off them) and that left them with… around 60 all up. Quite a large number but Oliver had no doubt in his mind that some of them would be sent home before the full week was up. He had already heard many kids discussing ways to be 'naughty'. He rolled his eyes as he walked past a bunch of giggling girls plotting ways to get into the boys' rooms.

With his light as a feather backpack on his back, he wandered over to Percy who was trying to help McGonagall sort the Gryffindors into their coaches.

They weren't having much luck as all of the houses seemed to be mingling and mixing and nobody was quite sure who was where.

"Uh, Gryffindors this way!" Percy was shouting, struggling to be heard over all the exciting chatter. Nobody was listening to him, they were too busy engaged in their own conversations and couldn't give a rat's tail about anything else.

"I said ALL GRYFFINDORS OVER HERE!" Percy tried to bellow. Oliver felt sorry for him. Percy's voice had never quite reached puberty and it came out rather high pitched, like a squeak.

Oliver couldn't stand it any longer. He had always been impatient and this was getting ridiculous.

"ALL GRYFFINDORS REPORT OVER HERE NOW!" he screamed so loudly that not just the Gyrffindors turned around to listen but every other student there did too.

Slowly but surely, all the Gryffindors started making their way over. Percy looked at Oliver with a very thankful expression on his face and the other school leaders looked equally as grateful, each taking advantage of the current silence, ushering their own kids into place.

It seemed that very few people were actually awake so they needed quite a lot of prodding and poking to get into their coaches, with their luggage safely on board also.

Oliver and Percy ushered the first 12 Gryffindors in sight onto one coach and looked at the remaining one, a shy girl whom Oliver had never really gotten to know all that well.

"Okay," he said. "Um, Margaret, you're going to have to come with Percy and I sit in a mixed coach. Is that cool?"

She nodded, seemingly unsure.

"Don't worry, it's not like they're scary." Oliver felt like he was reassuring a five year old for some reason.

"I know," she muttered under her breath.

Oliver ignored Margaret's icy cold tone of voice and lead her and Percy to the other remaining students. Luckily there were only eleven of them so they were able to all fit in the last coach that pulled up just as the others started making their journey.

Feeling gentlemanly, Oliver opened the coach door and let each other person hop on before he did. He tried very hard not to look down on the Slytherins as he watched two of them board and could not help but feel very surprised when he noticed that the last girl to slip on board this coach was Kali Ravenell.

When she saw Oliver all she did was groan and let him push in front of her.

Rolling her eyes, she boarded quickly after him, giving him a nice 'accidental' shove in the back and swung the door closed behind them.

Though the coaches had not looked tiny from the outside, Kali couldn't believe just how spacious they were on the inside. The interior was all lovely and soft and there was enough room to wander around and actually pace up and down the aisle.

Seats lined the left and the right sides of the coach and Kali felt quite embarrassed as she stumbled down the aisle which was so big that she had nothing to hold onto as they bumped along. Eventually she reached the last seat, which happened to be next to her very favourite person.

She sat down quietly, putting her suitcase underneath her legs.

She tried hard not to eavesdrop but couldn't help but overhear Oliver whisper to his friend Percy, "Can we swap seats?"

Trying not to be insulted but knowing that she would have probably asked the same thing had someone been on her other side, she watched as Percy gave Oliver a strange look and said no.

The journey to Hogsmeade was about thirty minutes and during that whole time, Kali and Oliver avoiding looking at each other completely. In fact, the only time they had any communication was when they reached a very sharp turn and Oliver almost fell on top of her. As he nudged into her shoulder, he gave a very sharp elbow deliberately and Kali pushed him off her with as much force as possible, her shove equally as deliberate. She crossed her arms for more effect.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, they reached Hogsmeade and everyone quickly hopped off the coaches, excited and beginning to wake up.

"Wow" everyone muttered as they stared in awe of their home for the next week.

It was certainly a wonder to look at. The hotel was so tall that it seemed to go on forever and the possibility that it might actually crossed Kali's mind. Soft light flowed from the windows giving off a very happy and warm feeling. It was something Kali was not entirely adjusted to and she felt rather shaky and nervous when she thought how wonderful this experience was going to be.

After the initial shock had worn off, everyone started wandering around looking for any friends they had lost on the way.

Someone must have signaled to start walking inside because soon enough they were all marching into the hotel. Kali wasn't sure who they were following but she just straggled along anyway.

"Wow, this is going to be great!" Christina piped up next to her.

"I know," agreed Kali.

"We have got to do something really bad while we're here," Christina said. "You know seeing as we are graduating soon."

"I suppose," Kali replied quietly. Though she had always been pretty outgoing and loud, for some reason she just wanted to slip quietly into the background at the moment. Causing a riot wasn't high on the list of her priorities.

"Oh my," Christina said, suddenly dropping her suitcase. "You're still thinking about that Wood boy aren't you?"

Kali didn't answer.

"Kali!" she groaned. "Get over it!"

Kali frowned. "No. His horrible little Chaser said something very horrible to me and now he has gotten himself involved. I had to sit next to him all the way here and he was just so horrible! He kept shoving me on purpose and kept trying to make me feel miserable! Well it worked because I am feeling really horrible now!"

She was so near tears now that Kali didn't even notice that she'd just used the word 'horrible' about four times in the one speech.

Christina looked on sympathetically. "Aww Kali," she gave her a hug. "I'm so sorry, I didn't realise he was being that hor… uh, cruel. As soon as we get settled in, I'll go track him down and give him a good bashing all right?"

Kali tried to laugh. Somehow as much as she hated Wood, the last thing she felt like doing was bashing him up.