I hurried back into the studio, where Angelina was explaining a complicated
dance combination to Ginny again. "Okay, she's back. Now, let's start!"
Angelina went to stand in the corner, clapping her hands.
"Five, six, seven, eight!"
"I've been cryin' (oo oo)
'Cause I'm lonely (for you)
Smiles have all turned (to tears)
But tears won't wash away the fears
That you're never ever gonna return
To ease the fire that within me burns
It keeps me cryin', baby, for you,
Keeps me sighin', baby, for you
So, won't you hurry?
Come on, boy, see about me (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
I've given up my friends just (for you)
My friends are gone and you have too
No peace shall I find
Until you come back and be mine
No matter what you do or say
I'm gonna love you anyway,
Keep on cryin', baby, for you
I'm gonna keep sighin', baby, for you
So, come on, hurry
Come on and see about me (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
Sometimes up (up, mm-hmm)
Sometimes down (down, mm-hmm)
My life's so uncertain (mm-hmm)
With you not around (mm-hmm)
From my arms, you may be out of reach
But my heart says you're here for to keep
It keeps me cryin', baby, for you
Keep on, keep on cryin', baby, for you
So, won't you hurry?
Come on, boy, see about me (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
You know I'm so lonely (Come see about me)
I love you only (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
Hurry, hurry"
Towards the end of the song, we had a dance sequence ending with a spin. We were so involved in the sequence, that we didn't notice that Oliver, Ron, and Harry had snuck in to watch and listen. They started clapping, and we started blushing.
Ron commented, "If that blush isn't from exursion, you're going to have to know how to combat embarrassment better." With that, he walked over to Padma, and handed her a bottle of water. Harry mimicked Ron's actions, but put an arm around Ginny.
"Ick, Harry, don't you mind that I'm all sweaty, and smelly, and gross?" Ginny inquired.
"That's why I had Seamus put a stink-repellent charm on me," Ginny playfully punched him. "Ouch! You didn't have to punch me. I didn't say anything when I discovered the smell was too strong against the charm," he commented.
"Harry, Harry, Harry, haven't you learned anything about dealing with girls? You flatter them, no matter how much they stink!" Oliver coached expertly. I decided to jump in.
"Hmmm, yes. This coming from the guy who died his hair Ravenclaw colors for that one girl, whats-her-face, in the fifth year? And who could forget the time you performed the Sonorus charm when you asked Sue Marsekey out, and was 'Dissed and Dismissed' in your sixth year? And what about the time in the fifth year, the 'waffle incident--' Here I was cut off as Oliver turned red at the word 'waffle' and clapped his hand over my mouth.
"I think that's enough, Katie! And never, ever, mention 'The Waffle Incident' again." he said, face as red as Ron's was able to turn. Angelina and I were laughing hysterically, remembering the "Waffle 'Incident,' but Oliver still hadn't taken his hand away from my mouth. I licked hand.
"Ew! Yuck! Now my hand's all slimy!" exclaimed Oliver, mortified. He frantically wiped his hand off, using the sweat-shirt I had brought for after practice as a rag.
Suddenly, we heard a crash behind us. Oliver had tripped over his own feet! He got up, holding his elbow. He rubbed his elbow, and winced. "Aw, can't be that bad, Oliver!" said Ron. "Maybe Katie could kiss it better?" We both turned beet red, and laughed weakly. Hermione and Angelina looked over at us sympathetically. They were the only ones I'd told about the incident last summer.
I was thinking about the kiss in Diagon Alley. I was pretty sure Oliver was, too.
"Five, six, seven, eight!"
"I've been cryin' (oo oo)
'Cause I'm lonely (for you)
Smiles have all turned (to tears)
But tears won't wash away the fears
That you're never ever gonna return
To ease the fire that within me burns
It keeps me cryin', baby, for you,
Keeps me sighin', baby, for you
So, won't you hurry?
Come on, boy, see about me (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
I've given up my friends just (for you)
My friends are gone and you have too
No peace shall I find
Until you come back and be mine
No matter what you do or say
I'm gonna love you anyway,
Keep on cryin', baby, for you
I'm gonna keep sighin', baby, for you
So, come on, hurry
Come on and see about me (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
Sometimes up (up, mm-hmm)
Sometimes down (down, mm-hmm)
My life's so uncertain (mm-hmm)
With you not around (mm-hmm)
From my arms, you may be out of reach
But my heart says you're here for to keep
It keeps me cryin', baby, for you
Keep on, keep on cryin', baby, for you
So, won't you hurry?
Come on, boy, see about me (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
You know I'm so lonely (Come see about me)
I love you only (Come see about me)
See about your baby (Come see about me)
Hurry, hurry"
Towards the end of the song, we had a dance sequence ending with a spin. We were so involved in the sequence, that we didn't notice that Oliver, Ron, and Harry had snuck in to watch and listen. They started clapping, and we started blushing.
Ron commented, "If that blush isn't from exursion, you're going to have to know how to combat embarrassment better." With that, he walked over to Padma, and handed her a bottle of water. Harry mimicked Ron's actions, but put an arm around Ginny.
"Ick, Harry, don't you mind that I'm all sweaty, and smelly, and gross?" Ginny inquired.
"That's why I had Seamus put a stink-repellent charm on me," Ginny playfully punched him. "Ouch! You didn't have to punch me. I didn't say anything when I discovered the smell was too strong against the charm," he commented.
"Harry, Harry, Harry, haven't you learned anything about dealing with girls? You flatter them, no matter how much they stink!" Oliver coached expertly. I decided to jump in.
"Hmmm, yes. This coming from the guy who died his hair Ravenclaw colors for that one girl, whats-her-face, in the fifth year? And who could forget the time you performed the Sonorus charm when you asked Sue Marsekey out, and was 'Dissed and Dismissed' in your sixth year? And what about the time in the fifth year, the 'waffle incident--' Here I was cut off as Oliver turned red at the word 'waffle' and clapped his hand over my mouth.
"I think that's enough, Katie! And never, ever, mention 'The Waffle Incident' again." he said, face as red as Ron's was able to turn. Angelina and I were laughing hysterically, remembering the "Waffle 'Incident,' but Oliver still hadn't taken his hand away from my mouth. I licked hand.
"Ew! Yuck! Now my hand's all slimy!" exclaimed Oliver, mortified. He frantically wiped his hand off, using the sweat-shirt I had brought for after practice as a rag.
Suddenly, we heard a crash behind us. Oliver had tripped over his own feet! He got up, holding his elbow. He rubbed his elbow, and winced. "Aw, can't be that bad, Oliver!" said Ron. "Maybe Katie could kiss it better?" We both turned beet red, and laughed weakly. Hermione and Angelina looked over at us sympathetically. They were the only ones I'd told about the incident last summer.
I was thinking about the kiss in Diagon Alley. I was pretty sure Oliver was, too.
