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Two Hearts

Chapter 1

I stared at the ceiling of the dormitory; Dee snuggled in beside me, who looked more like a bundle of white fur than a six year old cat. I remembered how the high, stone ceiling had once seemed intimidating to me, back during my first year of Hogwarts. Now, during my sixth year, it had become familiar and comforting. I had done a lot of thinking staring up at that ceiling.

The dormitory was surprisingly empty and quiet, and I enjoyed the silence, it being so rare. It was early September, the first day back at school. I had hurried upstairs during the feast before everyone else, in need of some quiet after three hours on a train with Fred and George Weasley.

The door swung open and in came Angelina, closely followed by Alicia.

"Hey, we've been looking for you!" Angelina exclaimed. "Where did you go? You left right in the middle of the feast!"

"I came up here. I guess I just wanted a break from all the noise."

"We're going to the common room. Are you coming?" Alicia asked.

"Sure. What are you looking for?" I asked, noticing her searching through her trunk.

"I got Lee a birthday present, but I can't find it!" A wrapped box she had pushed out of her way slid across the floor towards me.

"Uh...All?"

"What?" she replied, still rummaging through her trunk. I picked up the box.

"This it?" She looked up and smiled, relieved.

"Yes!" I handed it to her, laughing as we walked out of the dormitory into the common room.

I looked over at Oliver, whose face was hidden behind a book, a quidditch book, no doubt. Fred and George were playing chess while Lee watched intently. I sat down on the nearest couch and Dee hopped into my lap, purring as I stroked her back.

"Does that cat follow you everywhere you go, Kates?" Oliver asked, not taking his eyes off the book.

"Yes... And does that book follow you everywhere you go?" I asked, joking.

He looked up at me and shook his head, then continued to read.

"Ollie! I haven't talked to you all night! Now put that book down and stop being so damn anti-social!"

"Who says I'm being anti-social?" he asked, curiously, looking up from his book, revealing his face to the rest of us.

"EVERYONE!" we all yelled in unison.

He placed the book on the table and put his hands up. "Alright! Alright! I surrender!" I smiled and tugged his arm playfully.

"What were you reading anyway? Let me guess...a book about... oh, let me see...quidditch?"

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!" Angelina yelled. "That is correct! Alicia, tell her what she's won!"

"She's won...uh...this candy wrapper!" Alicia said, throwing a plastic candy wrapper at my head. I threw it back at her, laughing. Yep, just a little perky tonight, aren't you, All? I thought to myself.

"Check mate!" Fred yelled, jumping triumphantly to his feet. He started to do a victory dance around the sofas when George interrupted him.

"Uh...Fred," George said, amused.

"What?" Fred said, still thrilled that he had finally beat George at chess.

"You moved my piece..."

"Yeah? So?"

"You didn't win."

"Oh," Fred said, heartbroken.

"Fred," Lee added. "Let's face it: George always kicks your ass at chess!"

"Yeah, well, I always beat him at quidditch so I guess it's even..." Fred replied.

"Yeah, right, whatever you say..." George muttered under his breath.

"I HEARD THAT!"

I shook my head, laughing along with everyone else.

"Well," said Alicia, standing up. "I'm going to sleep before Percy throws fit."

"Oh, fine, let's go," Fred said, gathering his things.

"You can stay-"

"Nah, I like to annoy the hell outta Percy, don't get me wrong, but Oliver might kill me if I'm late for quidditch practice."

We all walked up the steps leading to the dormitories. I felt a slight tug at my arm and turned around, to see Oliver. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure," I said. His smile was as warm and welcoming just as I had so clearly remembered it last year and his eyes were just as brown.  He had been my best friend for a long time, and he never really seemed to change. He always remained the same quidditch-obsessed person she met eight years ago. "What?" I asked curiously.

"Well," he said, "I'm going to need some help with the quidditch team this year, so I was wondering..."

"You want my help?"

"Yeah..."

"But how am I supposed to help?"

He shrugged. "Strategies and all that...you know. I figured you loved quidditch almost as much as I do so I hoped you could help. Since it's my last year here, I'm already really busy, and I really want to win this year..." I nodded, showing that I understood. "So? What do you say?"

"Sure, I'd love to help."

 "Okay! Great!"

"Good night Ollie!" I said walking towards the dormitory.

"Good night Kates!" he replied, his Scottish ringing through the narrow hallway.

A/N:

There's the first chapter! Tell me what you think! Read and review!