A/N: Going
back to Hogwarts! Home sweet home whoo hoo!
When I woke up, Oliver was sitting at my desks spinning in the chair. He had a
shirt on, disappointingly. I'm always very cranky when I wake up, and the chair
was very creaky and annoying.
I tossed to my other side and faced the wall. "Go away," I ordered,
pulling the blanket up over my shoulders.
He stopped spinning in the chair and put his feet down. The chair made a
horrible squeak. "Good morning to you, too," he sarcastically.
"I'm sleeping," I whined, pulling the covers over my head.
Under the covers, I could hear the chair squeak as he stood up. He sighed
heavily. "Alright, I'm getting dressed and going downstairs..."
"Hmmph," I grunted.
I heard the door close, and I soon as I did, I flung the covers off of me. He
wasn't there any longer. I sighed and put two feet on the floor and slowly
stood up. I put some jeans on and the sweatshirt that said "How can I miss
you if you wont go away?" Ironic, I thought. I
made him go away and I missed him!
I cleaned my self up a bit and put my feet into some sandals and lazily trudged
down the stairs. I looked out the window and saw the roads had been cleared and
the sky was bright blue.
Oliver was in the kitchen laughing at the antics of Lynnea. She was waddling
around, and quacking like a duck.
"I thought you weren't a duck!" he said to her.
She stopped and frowned, "QUACK!" she said loudly, which made Oliver
laugh more.
He had a great laugh. "She's so funny!" he said looking up at me.
I nodded drinking some orange juice, and leaning against the counter.
Dad walked in, yawning. After he woke up a bit, he told Oliver that if he
didn't mind getting sooty, that he could go back home by Floo
Powder.
I frowned, thinking to myself. He could have gone home yesterday by Floo Powder. But then I smiled, because he'd rather stay
with me and didn't even suggest Floo Powder to my
parents yesterday.
Oliver left at ten that morning. I much rathered
that I go with him to the portkey, but no such luck.
I didn't get a hug or a kiss from him as he left. Just a soft
stare and a grin as he passed me and stood in the fire place.
My parents were there waving goodbye as he said clearly, "Wood
Residence!" and disappeared in green flames.
If they hadn't been there, it would have been easier.
I called Alica. I told her everything. She squeaked
and squealed and giggled so much, that I couldn't believe how much of a girly
girl she could be. I made her promise not to tell anyone, and she agreed not
to.
Danton came home after being "stuck" at "Jane's" house for
the night.
Days went by and Alica came over, and I went to her
house. We went to see "Nightmare Before
Christmas" two more times, because she liked it so much.
She also liked asking me about Oliver, who I hadn't spoken to since he spent
the night.
I finally got a letter from him two days before Christmas.
Dear Kates,
Haven't you got an owl? Use her! Give her some excercise!
Owl me. I miss you.
Love Oliver
p.s. - Why does muggle technology hate me?
I wrote back to him:
Dear Oliver,
Pay more attention in Muggle Studies! Yes, I've got an owl. But, why should I
use mine when I can use yours? Or you COULD just pick up a phone.
Love Katie
P.S. - I miss you too
I folded the letter and sent it with HIS owl.
I went downstairs and my mother had her wand out and the blinds and shades
closed. She was staring at an evergreen standing in the corner of the sitting
room. She was decorating the tree using levatation
charms, "Wingardium Leviosa!"
she shouted at a bauble and floated it to the tree were it stayed and hung.
Soon the tree was covered in beautiful decorations of bauble's and beads. Of
course, It was no match for the enormous tree that Hagrid
always dragged in and Professor Flitwick decorated.
I wanted to help wrap presents, but my parent's also decided to do that with
magic, too.
Christmas Eve came and my granparents came, one of
which was a muggle. Funny though, she never seems to mind all the magic around
her.
At 10:30 I was stuffed from the turkey we had had and it was making me sleepy.
I decided to turn in and made the long trek up to my bedroom.
I fell on to my bed still in my clothes and lay there considering weather to
get changed or to just sleep there. I lazily got up and changed into my
jimjams.
I crawled under the covers and nearly fell asleep, the world falling away from
me. I could feel the warmth of sleep crawling over me. I yawned and fell
asleep.
A loud, familiar tapping woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my alarm
clock. I was sleeping for less then a MINUTE.
Who, just who would have such WONDERFUL timing? That stupid tawny owl again.
I would have been happy to get a message from Oliver, but not when I wanted to
be sleeping so badly!
"Get in here," I growled at the owl who dropped the note to the floor
when she flew in. I bent down and picked it up. I sat on my bed and read it. It
was very short.
Katie
Can I see you tomorrow? I need to tell you something.
Oliver
But, tomorrow was Christmas. Of course I couldn't see him. I sighed and pulled
out a pen and scribbled on the same paper.
Oliver
In case you hadn't noticed tomorrow ( or today, depending on when you get this)
is Christmas. Just write in a letter about whatever it is, and I will see you
when we get back to school.
Hope this message finds you ASLEEP!
Katie
P.S. - I might be a little cranky, but it isn't fun to be knocked up from a
peaceful sleep.
I sent the owl back on her way, not caring if she was rested, as I needed to
get my own rest.
I crawled under the covers and the warmth of sleep engulfed me, and this time
there we no interruptions.
Lynnea woke me up the next morning by jumping on me. As the hours passed, the
floor of the sitting room, became covered with wrapping paper. When the floor
disappeared, it meant the last present had been opened.
I went up to my room to test out the new quill I had gotten from my mother.
It's color changed on the paper!
"Tawny" the owl, or so I had named her was already there. I took the
letter from her, and read another short letter.
Katie
I would rather tell you in person, as it is extremely important. I will tell
you everything when school resumes again. Until then, enjoy your vacation.
Oliver
P.S.- Too bad I WASN'T sleeping when I recieved this.
I folded the letter up wondering what he wanted to tell me. It was something
important. What would be so important?
It felt like my heart slammed against my rin cage.
Was he going to tell me that...? Wait, no. I had to wave it off. Seventeen is
to young to be in love, right? Especially for a boy!
But he WAS nearly 18. But still, it just wasn't likely. And in the back of my
head I just couldn't help hoping.
I let "Tawny" stay in my room a while and I stroked her feathers and
she cooed to me. I sent her back later, with out a letter for Oliver.
A few days passed and I was on Hogwarts express with Alicia, Karina and Tricia our roomates.
Tricia was interested in Roger Davies and would not stop talking. Roger this,
Roger that. Roger, Roger, Roger.
Talking about boys took up most of our time and Alicia kept looking at me with
puppy dog eyes, beckoning me to talk about Oliver. I refused.
She gave up and consequently started talking about Marcus Flint and me. I could
almost feel myself gagging.
I didn't see Oliver on the train. I might have even been avoiding him, a little
anxious about what he had to say to me.
As the girls and I entered the school, I kept watching exactly in front of me,
half hoping I would see Oliver, half hoping I wouldn't have to.
We got up to the portrait hole where I prefect was telling Gryffindor's
the password.
I smiled at the funny word. "Flibbertigibbet!" I said pompously,
trying to imitate Percy.
We stepped in the homey common room laughing when I saw Oliver sitting on the
couch. I tripped a bit and stood still, he was watching me as I came in to the
room. I just hoped I looked cute laughing.
He shot up from the couch and took a few quick strides over to me to stand in
front of me. He was smiling widely and his eyes were unexplainably gleaming. He
motioned to hug me, but I stepped back seeing the Gryffindors that were in the
common room.
I gave him a panicked look and a short smirk, warning him. He frowned a bit and
looked over his shoulder to see how busy the newly filled common room was.
I think he realized that if he had shown any outward affection that it would
ruin our cover. He drew himself up straight and put a stern face on that I had
recognized from Quidditch pep talks. "Katie, I've devised a new strategy
for this part of the season," he said in a booming voice, over playing the
part of the authoritative Quidditch captain.
I had to stop myself from snickering at his acting and I nodded my head
furiously. "Ok, Wood, let's hear it."
He looked sneakily from left to right and said, "Not here, Slytherin spies
may be listening!"
I laughed but tried to recover. "Your bloody paranoid, but OK, Wood,"
I said attentively.
"Follow me," he said turning around on his heel.
When he started going up the boys dorm stairs, I hesitated. He was bringing me
to his room. "Umm...Oliver?" I said crossing my arms and sucking on
my lower lip.
He stopped and turned around, grinning, eyes gleaming with a fire. "Oh,
come on, Kates. You've been there before..." He
turned around and took three more steps until he realized that I still was not
following him.
He turned around and gave me the sexiest smirk that I have ever seen. He hopped
down the stairs and said, "Come on..." and he pulled me up the
stairs, holding my hand.
I got into the dorm which, by the way, was now clean. I heard a clicking sound
and turned around to see Oliver locking the door.
"Wha-what are you doing that for?" I asked
stuttering.
That gorgeous, lopsided smirk was back accompanied by fiery eyes. He slowly
took a step toward me, looking me straight in the eyes. He said, smirking,
"Because I don't want anyone to hear us..."
I gulped and my knees gave way and I basically fell on to a bed, which by the
trunk at the bed marked "O.W." was his.
I breathed again, "Hear me what?" I asked hesitantly.
He reached out and brushed a piece of hair back and tucked it behind my ears,
sending what felt like an electric current down my spine.
"Hear you scream.."
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