I dangled the tiny broom between my fingers for a several
minutes, watching it glimmer in the moonlight.
I couldn't get over it. It had to be Oliver. Noone
else saw me looking at it!
I needed to talk to him. I'm not just going to let that slide. I opened the
drawer on my bedstand and took out a piece of paper
and pen, rather than ink, a quill and parchment.
I bit the end of the pen and tapped my foot thoughtfully thinking of something
to say. There were a million things that I wanted to say, but I thought I would
save them for later. I wrote in my cutest handwriting:
Oliver,
Thank you for the gift.
Love, Katie
P.S.- Do you know how to use a telephone?
I folded the paper in half and walked over to the tawny owl, and opened the
cage. I put the letter in her claws and opened the window for her to go bring
the note to Oliver.
She left and I watched her out the window until she was out of sight. I hoped
that it wouldn't take to long to get to Hawick,
Scotland from Hilton. It was about 80 miles.
I turned the covers and layed down, and after a while
I dozed off.
I woke up hours later in the early hours of the morning to the tapping of an
owl on a window. It was small, energetic snowy owl. He had a piece of parchment
attached to his leg. I opened it slowly, just to let the anticipation build up.
Dear Katie,
I'm glad you like it. I meant to give it to you before you left with Alicia.
But, you caught me off gaurd. No, I'm sorry, I haven't mastered telephone usage yet. But, I will
try just for you. Enjoy your holiday.
Love, Oliver
P.S. The other owl was tired from the flight.
Ha, I caught him off gaurd when I kissed him! I
immediately got my pen and paper out and scribbled back to him.
Dear Oliver,
I expect that you need to give muggles more credit
than you do. If you had mastered telephone usage, as you say, we could have a
normal conversation, instead of waiting hours for a response by owl post. When
you do try, my number is 01913-586-3725. Yes I know, that is a lot of numbers
to enter, but I am sure that you are smart enough to figure it out. The first
five numbers is the county of Durham's area code, and the other number is my
house. Good luck on figuring it out.
Love, Katie.
P.S. - mind you, you can speak in your normal tone into the phone. Alicia
called me a while ago and screamed into the phone so loud that I almost went
deaf.
P.P.S.- Make sure that you are holding the phone
correctly, and aren't trying to speak into the wrong end.
P.P.P.S - I'm sorry I caught you off gaurd.
P.P.P.P.S.- I'm really ending this letter now. Seriously.
I folded the letter and tied it to the owl's leg and let her out the window. As
she flew off I realized that the poor owl hadn't got much of rest! Oh well, I
thought.
I looked at the digital clock on my bedstand. It was
nearly 5 o'clock and I was very much awake. So, I took out my little necklace
and put it aroud my neck. I looked in the mirror and
held my hair off my neck with my hands. The necklace really did look cute on
me.
I held my hair at the nape of my neck and twisted it. I pinned it up on my head
in a French Twist, so no attention would be drawm
from the little charm resting just below my neck.
I went into the empty kitchen and decided to make pancake's for everyone. I was
having fun flipping the small circle's and listening to them sizzle in the pan.
I put my hand over the charm, thinking of Oliver. "Yeah, Lynnea said. "He's a nice man."
"Who?" I asked startled.
"The one you were just talking about!"
"I was talking about someone???" I
asked panicked.
"Uhhuh!" said Lynnea.
Oh dear Merlin, I'm a pancake flipper who can't tell when she's thinking out
loud!
"Excuse me, Lynnie I need to go upstairs,"
I said frantically and ran up the stairs into my room.
I sat on my bed and took my pillow on to my lap and screamed in to it. I looked
up, feeling somewhat relieved.
Damnit, I think I'm falling in love with the prat.
I looked up to see a familiar tawny owl sitting on a branch outside of my
window, sure enough was a letter attached to his leg.
I let her in and took the note from her leg.
Dear Katie,
I'll have you know that I have the utmost respect for muggles.
The telephone is a great invention. If I can figure it out, I'll be talking to
you soon. Yes, I know not to yell and yes, I know which side goes where. But,
thank you for the heads up anyhow. Tell your younger sister that Keeper Man
says 'hello.'
Love, Oliver
P.S. Don't be sorry that you caught me off gaurd. I'm not.
I may have actually sighed. It almost felt like I was addicted to our playful
banter, even though I only got the package last night. As
before, the butter beer thing.
I wasn't really sure what to say to that, I didn't have much. So I took my pen
and paper out once again.
Oliver,
I'm not sorry either.
Katie
Just as I sent the owl out into the world I saw a black SUV pull up into our
driveway. It was Danton's!
When I rushed downstairs, Mum and Dad were awake, and Lynnea was drinking the
hot chocolate that I forgot to finish making.
"Danton's here!" I yelled. "I just saw him pull in!"
"Really?" my family chorused. The front door opened and a young man
resembling my father in his Quidditch days walked through the door.
He smiled widely and opened his arms as if he were addressing a nation,
"My family..." he said in a husky voice, and we all bombarded him
with hugs."
We all sat on the sofa's for a long time catching up
with Danton, who was training to become and Auror.
After a while, we all mellowed out and went to our seprate
corners. Dad went to the supermarket and Mum was bringing Lynnea to a play
date, while Danton and I sat on the sofa watching CBBC Newsround.
The phone rang and Danton picked it up.
"Hello?....Excuse me? Please speak slower.
OK...who is this?...Bloody hell! It's Oliver
Wood!" I heard my brother say into the phone and I immediately perked up.
"How goes life? Yeah? It's been a while since we talked, huh? Yeah!
My old partner in crime!" he exclaimed. When I had had Oliver over in the
first three years of Hogwarts, Danton and Oliver would always find someway to
antagonize me. Both of them teamed up against poor little me.
"Right!" he went on. "Dungbombs
and Stink Pellets!"
I shook my head reliving the memories, but in a less fond way.
"She hated us for that!" he said. "Yeah?
Oh, I'm training to be an Auror, didn't Katie
already tell you? Oh, I'll have to give her a swagging
later," Danton said. As I glared at him he winked at me.
"Sure, you can talk to her. I've got to unpack anyhow. Good catching up.
Here she is..."Danton said and handed the phone to me.
"Hello?" I said.
"Kates?" asked Oliver. I missed his voice
although it had only been a week.
"Yeah, Hi!"
"Hey, how is your vacation?" he asked.
"Well, last night I found it very hard to sleep with your owls rapping at
my windows!"
"Oh, sorry 'bout that."
"Don't be sorry, I'm not," I said slyly.
Apparently, he caught on. He replied almost stuttering. "Y-yeah...I know.
I won't be."
I scoffed shortly and he said, "Dear Merlin, I hope you meant what I
thought you meant."
I laughed again. "I'm not really talking about the owls..."
"Neither was I."
"Well, then we have an understanding."
"Yeah," he said. Then there was a short but
awkward silence. I hear him take a breath as to start talking, but he held it
then blew it out.
Then he finally started talking. "I found a portkey
for 4 pm, near Leagarth Lane."
Leagarth Lane is a road in Hilton, and probably the
closest that a portkey would be to my house. "Really?" I asked.
Oliver was enthusiastic. "Yeah!"
"Will your parents let you come?"
"Yeah! They even encourage it!" he said.
"Fine, then. I'll be looking for you."
"Brilliant!" he said.
I giggled a short bit. "Right, I need to be somewhere. I'll see you around
4."
"OK, bye Kates," he said, sounding slightly
disappointed.
"Byebye!" I said
and hung up.
I didn't really need to go, but I wanted to save whatever I had to say for the
scheduled meeting.
I looked up to see Danton grinning at me almost as sinister as the twin Weasley's grins. "What!?"
I demanded.
"Where did you get the necklace?" he asked.
"A friend," I said defensively clutching the charm in my palm over my
heart.
"Right, your going to meet Oliver?" he asked
slyly.
"What of it?" I asked.
"Nothing..." he said just as sly. He stood up and walked out of the
room still grinning sinisterly. Arg, I wished that I
could use my wand during vacations!
Mum and Lynnea came home a while after.
For the next two hours I was completely high strung and anticipating our
meeting, what would happen, what would happen after, and even if I was making a
big deal about nothing.
Around 3:45 I bundled up and walked out into the snow storm. When I got to Leagarth Lane, I looked at my watch. 3:58 and 46
seconds...Only 1 minute and 24 seconds to go, and each second felt longer than
the next.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dudes, it's 2am, I'm going to
sleep, I'll fix mistakes later. Yeah I know there was no Avril
Lavigne, but for my purposes there is! Good night.
Further more, I would like to say that although there are many grammatical and spelling errors, I would appreciate that you don't put them into a review. I am very well aware of them and the content of this story is so much more important to me than if I miss a quote or spell [a lot] of things wrong.
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