A/N: I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed! You're awesome! I finally found some sort of plot for my fic, so read and review!

The next few weeks went by smoothly with the exception of a few failed potions assignments, and that Oliver was in quidditch mode. He barely ever found time for Katie, their conversations were always quidditch related, and quite frankly, Katie was getting sick of it.

"So Katie," Oliver asked at breakfast, "What do you think about that new play I showed you last night?"

"Just great." She replied, without enthusiasm. Not noticing her lack of interest, he went on about different strategies he'd thought up. 'Is it always going to be like this?' Katie wondered, 'Am I ever going to get any non-quidditch related attention?' Katie sighed, she didn't think so. She'd known Oliver since she started Hogwarts and she knew that his life revolved around quidditch.

Quidditch practice was the same as always, they passed around the quaffle, scored a few points, and listened to Oliver's sometimes not so constructive criticism about quidditch.

"Jeez Bell, I thought you could throw better than that! Really, you suck!" (A/N: I know Oliver would never be that mean!) Offended by is comments Katie confronted him in the change room after practice.

"Oliver," she said, "I thought you were a bit to hard on me at practice, I mean, were all your comments really necessary?" Frustrated with Katie Oliver yelled,

"Well if you continue playing like that we're not going to win the cup!"

"Is quidditch the only thing you think about?" Katie cried, "I have feeling too! Don't you care about them?" Not giving him a chance to reply Katie stormed out of the change room and headed for Hogwarts with tears running down her face.

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Walking out of the Great Hall, Marcus Flint ran into someone,

"What the…" He stopped talking and looked at the tear stained face of Katie Bell.

"What do you want Flint?" She asked bitterly.

"Nothing!" He said defensively. Katie quickly got up and started to walk away. "Why are you crying?" Startled by his concern, Katie turned around,

"Why would you care, even if I did tell you, you'd probably just make fun of me." When she looked into his eyes, they weren't filled with the usual anger, but with concern.

"I do care, something's got to be bugging you if you're crying."

"It's nothing."

"If it were nothing then you'd tell me."

"Why would I tell you?" Katie shot back, "You're a Slytherin, all you do is think up ways to make my life miserable!" Marcus laughed at this last comment, it was true.

"Who says I can't have a nice side?" He asked, and with that Katie found herself pouring her soul out to someone who was practically her sworn enemy.

Then Marcus came up to Katie and enveloped her in a hug. Looking into her eyes, he put his hand on her face and brought it closer to his and gently kissed her lips. Katie, shocked at first, relaxed, put her arms around his neck and returned the favor.

Several minutes later Oliver walked in, to find his girlfriend, enjoying herself with the Slytherin team captain.

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