A/N: You'll
love me again! I just didn't want the story to be too mushy, I mean because
life isn't all rainbows, shooting stars and frilly things! And I would never
make Katie die of leaukemia or anything, especially since I just experienced
that in the last week! It's a terrible thing and I would never wish it on
anyone, even in a story. Well, hope you like this one more than the LAST! Lol
Disclaimer: blah blah blah
I closed the door to my dormitory and just started banging my head on the
wonderfully hard wooden door. Wow, that really hurts. So I stopped.
What the heck am I doing to myself? Did I just reaffirm the SeƱor Sexy and I
are just really good friends, and nothing else? Arg.
Loophole! He likes me, so we can't just be "and nothing else!" I finally
sucked it up and admitted it to him, and myself, that I like him!
Why must I be so wierd? Defense mechanism. I don't want to get hurt. I don't
want to hurt him, either. But, then again, how could someone like me find
anything better? Nothing better exists.
I struck gold, and I buried it again. Why, why, why?
Just when I was getting sick of beating myself up, Alicia comes through the
door. "Are you trying to put a hole in the door?"
I glared at her. "No. More like a hole in my HEAD."
She looked alarmed and said, "Whoa, what just happened?"
"Oliver and I just reaffirmed that we are friends and nothing else."
Alicia looked really taken aback. "I'm going to shove my broom so far up
his ass, that it comes out his mouth!"
I laughed, "Thanks."
Alicia took a seat on the bed next to me and said "I may be one of Wood's
chasers but I still stick up for the sisterhood."
"Aww, tear." I said sarcastically, then shook my head. "No, it's
my fault. I started it. I finished it."
She gasped, "You pulled the FRIENDS card on Oliver?" She whapped me
upside the head, just to make a point.
"Ow! Defense mechanism!" I shouted at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Defense mechanism," I said. "I don't want to get hurt!"
"My Merlin, Kitty! How would he ever hurt you?" she asked.
"Going back to Alisa, snogging the next girl in line after me..." I
started naming off on my fingers.
She groaned and rolled her eyes, "You've got to be kidding me. He would
never do that. Besides what's the point of love it you don't get your heart
broken?"
"I don't follow."
"If you pull out the friends card all the time, you're going to have a lot
of friends and nothing else!"
I stared. I must be having a stupid-idiot day.
"I don't see why you don't just let yourself fall in love-"
"I'm not in love! I'm not!" I shouted.
Alicia gave me the "look."
"I'm not..." I muttered.
"Anyway, just live in the moment. If he does break your heart, you have
Fred, George, Percy and I to attack him with broomsticks and pitchforks for
you."
I laughed again. "He is supposed to fly a pitchfork anyway."
She patted my head. "Good girl, keeping up on your History of Magic, I
see." She threw my cloak at me. "Hogsmeade, remember?"
Oh, oops. I had been a little, er, distracted. "Right, on my way!"
We walked into the common room. I saw Fred, George and Harry talking in a
corner. Harry was grinning like mad, and George kept pointing to this plane
piece of parchment, while Fred rubbed his hands together, sinisterly. Somehow,
I didn't want to know what they were planning.
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Honeyduke's...what is there to say but "wow?" Alright, some of those
candies can be rather dangerous. (Those Acid Pops that burn through your
tongue.)
The next best thing from eating the sweets itself if watching the reaction of
someone who just ate a bunch of Cockroach Clusters, thinking it was something
else. Poor Alicia. Bad Fred.
After she was done absolutely spazzing at feeling little bugs crawl around in
her mouth, she took a single, still moving feeler that was stuck between her
teeth, threw it at George and said, "Suddenly, I have completely lost my
appetite. I can't even look at them anymore. Can we please leave before I
hurl?"
I gave her a skeptical look before considering that the last thing I wanted to
see was upchucked Cockroach Clusters, possibly still moving even. "Yeah,
sure." I nodded, and got up from my seat. Alicia gave Fred the
"death" look before stomping away.
I followed her, but stopped before I got through the door.
I needed to buy some. Sugar Quills. I bought a bunch and walked out into a
nasty wind. Alicia was outside arms crossed and spitting into the snow.
"Ugh! I am going to get Fred Weasley so bad!"
I scoffed. I knew she would, somehow. I unwrapped a SugarQuill and sucked on
it. It possibly tasted even better than before.
When Alicia was done spitting and rinsing with the snow, we decided to walk to
a wizarding gift shop called Arundel Ascots Market. There was selection of
dress robes, quills, enchanted dolls, enchanted books, shirts that say
Hogsmeade on them, and enchanted jewelry.
"Hi, I'm Aimee, what's your name?" asked a doll on the shelf.
There were miniature's of lots of Quidditch teams. If you buy the miniature
stadium, the miniature goal hoops, the balls, and all the players from both
teams, then you could watch and umpire your own private Quidditch game! Of
course, the whole thing was amazingly expensive, and everything was sold
seperately of course.
But the model was up, with all the pieces. It was a match between the Montreal
Bogeymen and the Dublin GrindyLow.
But, Alicia and I got in trouble for throwing kettle corn at the mini players
from the Bogeymen, so we had to leave the model.
Alicia wanted to look at dress robes, because she was having a formal dinner at
her Grandmother's during Christmas, while I walked around the store to find
anything else to look at.
I saw this beautiful miniature of a Nimbus Stratus broomstick. Except for it
was necklace charm-sized and pure gold. I saw something written on a card
underneath the display. I leaned over to read it, it said "Cast
'Mobilarius' on the charm to see it fly! Cast "Imobulus' on it to make it
stop!"
I took out my wand and cast 'Mobilarius' on it and it started zipping around in
the display case. It was so neat! I needed to buy this for my self.
I shoved my gloved hand into the pocket of my robes and pulled out a bunch of
sickles and knuts. I frowned. It wasn't enough to buy it! I should not have
bought those Sugar Quills.
I turned around to find Alicia but I slammed into someone and we both fell on
the floor. When I realized the person who I knocked over was Oliver, I quickly
got to my feet.
I was laughing, "Er, sorry about that!"
He was laughing, too, "No, it's ok. Help me up?"
"Oh sure!" I said and pulled him up with his hands. I noticed that
when he was standing, that he was in no hurry to let go of my hands.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yeah, fine, you?" I said, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Fine," said Oliver. "You?"
I smiled and laughed shortly, "You already asked that, Oliver."
He slapped his head lightly and said, "Oh, right, oops. What are you
looking at?" he asked pointing to the mini Nimbus.
I said, very brightly, "Oh! This really, really cool model of my broom,
except for it's gold and necklace sized!" The mini broom was still zipping
around the display case.
"You should get it," said Oliver.
I sighed. "I know! I really, really want to, but I don't have enough
money," I said.
"Do you want to borrow some?" asked Oliver, rummaging through his
jingling pockets.
The broom was really nice, and I would really love to have it, but not at the
cost of owing Oliver. At the cost of Alicia, maybe, but not Oliver.
"No, it's OK, really," I said, reassuringly.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
I looked at the necklace again, before shaking my head and shrugging,
"Thanks, but that's ok."
"OK, if you say so..." said Oliver.
I grinned and shrugged again, "No, Christmas is around the corner, maybe
Santie will bring it for me."
He laughed shortly, "Only if you bake some really good cookies."
I was definetly talented at baking cookies. Beat that, Oliver. "Oh that
won't be a problem," I said matter-of-factly.
Oliver perked up. "You bake?" he asked.
"When I'm inspired, I bake great double chocolate chip cookies. No magic
involved!" I bragged.
He looked impressed, "Wow. That's a feat I'd never be able to
accomplish." I smiled at this.
I shrugged. "Well, I have to be great at SOMETHING, don't I?"
He shook his head skeptically. "Kates, you're a superb chaser! You're
funny and pretty, too. How many times do I need to tell you that?"
I smirked, trying to hold back a huge smile I could feel coming on. "A
billion."
He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Look, I know that...nevermind."
"What?" I asked. "Tell me."
"I was going to ask if you wanted to walk with me to the Three Broomsticks
and have a butterbeer."
"Oh!" I said. Then I remembered that I was in Arundel Ascots with
Alicia. But, I thought that Alicia would help keep the conversation plutonic.
"Yeah. Let me get Alicia."
He frowned slightly.
"What? That's OK, isn't it?" I asked.
He nodded with his jaw stuck out and started rubbing the back of his neck
again. He was slightly pink in the face. "Er, yeah. That's fine."
I got Alicia and we started to leave Arundel Ascots when Oliver stopped.
"Oh, wait...I...er...need to get something. I'll catch up."
"Geeze, Oliver," said Alicia, and Oliver took off back behind the
shelves. "So, I suppose you made up?"
I looked at her. "Made up? We never fought."
"Oh right. Why were you flirting with him?"
I dropped my jaw, "I was NOT!"
"Yeah, uh-huh..." she said sarcastically.
Oliver came up beside me and we walked in the swirling snow to the Three
Broomsticks.
We sat down and Oliver said, "I'm buying. Three tankards, please." To
Madam Rosemerta.
I frowned at him. "Oliver, you needn't do that."
He frowned back. "I wanted to."
Alicia grinned and said "Hey, if I don't have to pay it's fine with me!
Just don't get tipsy, Katie."
I glared at Alicia, "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking
about," I said matter-of-factly.
Oliver looked confused. "Do I want to know?"
Alicia shouted "Yes!" while I shouted "No!"
He smirked and shook his head, "I don't want to be responsible for a cat
fight." Then he added. "Don't get tipsy, Kates."
My jaw dropped. "Oliver, you prat!" I hissed and punched his
shoulder, gentlt
"Ow," he whined.
"You deserved it!" I said. Old jerky Oliver was back! I happy about
that, because that's the guy I like best! Ok, so the kissing is nice...but you
know...
Alicia laughed. "Newly weds shouldn't argue!"
I caught Oliver's eye and he looked startled before turning beet red. I could
feel myself blushing, too. It was supposed to be plutonic, Alicia!
Oliver muttered, "We're just friends..."
It actually hurt to hear him say that. "Anyway, what are we all doing for
the holidays?" Alicia asked, ignoring us.
I glanced at Oliver once more, he was still slightly red. "I"m going
home, to Oxfordshire...doing nothing special," I said.
"I'm spending Christmas with my Grandmother. Formal dinner, whoopie!"
she said sarcastically. "What about you, Oliver?"
He recomposed himself and said, "My father is taking me to a Cannon's
match, and then I'm going back up north for the month."
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We got back to the school and had our feast. Oliver didn't sit next to me
tonight, I noticed. Although, he did talk to me over a bunch of people.
I like being friends with Oliver. When you give him a chance, he's a really fun
person to be around, besides the fact that he gorgeous and talented. He has a
personality, too! But it doesn't help to just be friends when I want just to
kiss him! Yup, I made a huge mistake.
I certainly would have long enough to think about it, though. A month is a long
time. I wouldn't see him for a month, after this week.
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Do you love me again? LOL. A review please? THANKS! Yes, I made up the gift
shop, named after Arundel Castle and towns named Ascot.
Anywho, it's late. Good night! (Review!)
