AN: Hello all you readers out there in reader land! So, I've had some requests to update this fic! I think you guys like it? *Imagines people screaming cause they want updates* Ahh…I feel the luv! So I've also had some requests for a detailed makeout scene…well, lets just say that comes in chapter 6, entitled 'point.less.fluff.'

SECOND AN: I'm sick. Please disregard any major mishaps that might be found in the following chapter.

Chapter 3~ Graduation

O liver continued to mope about Hogwarts still upset over the loss. "Ollie! We trained to play Slytherin, NOT Hufflepuff! It's ok!" Katie said, trying to cheer him up. It didn't help much that Harry continued to apologize to him everytime they passed each other. "Yeah Kates, I know…it's just the first game-" Fred and George rolled their eyes, "of the season, and it shouldn't start on a negative note," they said in unison. It was the day after the fame, wood had called practice for that day until two, when he needed to go to a meeting about graduation. They were in the locker room cleaning up; the 7th years had an hour to go until the meeting. Fred, George, Katie and Oliver were the only people left in the locker rooms. "Uh…George, I need some more sugar quills. Hogsmead?" Fred asked his twin. "Of course!" George replied.

Katie looked confused, "But we aren't-" she stopped talking. The twins here already gone. She stood quietly, "I'm taking a shower. Don't leave with out me!" she said in a whisper, and receiving only a small grunt in response. The mud and grime was gone from her body, but she was till working on her hair when Oliver stuck his head through the door. "Katie? Can I talk to you?" Katie turned a pale red, "Oliver? Yeah…hang on, lemme get dressed!" There was a pause then, "No Kates, don't worry about it. I'm just gonna sit down here and talk…. Continue getting clean, G-d knows you need it!" Katie smirked, it was a bit of the normal Oliver coming through. "Fine," she said, "but you heave to give me a towel when I'm done!" Oliver pulled another of his grunt responses before starting to speak.

"I…I know we can still get the cup, and I know that we will. Quidditch, aside from you, is my life. So to me, losing a Quidditch match is losing life. I can't stand the thought of it. Harry's great! And I know its not his fault the bloody broom was wet, but I wanted to WIN! Kates…the thing is…I'm not as upset about the game as I m at the realization that I'm graduating. And it's such a strange thought, that this time next year I'll be off in 'the real world'…I don't know if I'll see my friends. And then there's you, the fact that you're a year younger than me…you'll be here and I won't. And I don't want to end this. Not now. And-shit- I don't know what to do…."

Katie stood still, water running over her now completely clean body. She hadn't thought of Oliver's graduating. Oliver wouldn't be there. Not with her, helping with her issues. Wouldn't be sitting in the locker room, looking sexy in all his dirtiness. Oliver needed her to say something, anything, just to talk. He needed to hear her voice, "Katie?" his own voice was filled with a type of pain that couldn't be explained.

It was as if she was waking from a deep sleep. She ran out of the shower, not caring about a towel, and latched on to him. He quickly grabbed a burgundy colored towel out of the closet next to him. He lifter her body from him eyes closed, and wrapped the towel around her to the best of his ability. She twisted it into a knot to keep it in place. Katie stared at the scarlet and gold tiled floor. Grabbing her chin, he gently lifter her head to look in his eyes. "They're beautiful…." He muttered. "Your eyes. They have this fire in them…I mean they're always beautiful, but right now…It's amazing." His voice was barely a whisper. Katie leaned towards him, putting her arms around his next, and kissing him. He kissed back, at least until he heard Percy calling his name.

"Oliver? We need to go to the meeting!" Katie and Oliver both turned bright red and ducked into the shower. It had turned off due to Katie's absence, so they weren't getting wet. "Just be quiet," Katie whispered, "He'll go away." And sure enough, he did. Oliver had to run to get to the meeting on time. He left Katie with a kiss and a "we'll talk more later".

Katie smiled. It was just like him to run out of a conversation like that. It's not like he had a choice, but still. Katie knew they'd talk, she just wasn't sure when later was. She got dressed and headed up to the Gryffindor commons room to wait for Oliver.

AN: Was there anything too bad in that chapter? Like really bad mistakes? Forgive me? Review? Good!