The next few days went by smoothly, and everything between Katie and
me were fine. Or so I thought at least. Now, I know Katie didn't mean
anything of it. She wouldn't do that, because I know she loved me. It was
just the fact that since she had amnesia, and couldn't remember anything
from the past. But, of course, it still hurt.
I remember clearly. I turned the corridor on my way to Transfiguration, when I saw Katie walking with Alicia and Angelina. I walked up behind her, and was going to tug on her ponytail, but I stopped at her words. "I don't know," she was saying. "I'm so confused, because of course I still love Oliver, and want to continue to be his girlfriend, but I have some kind of feelings for Cedric too." It was at these words, that I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. I froze, and quickly and silently strode backward, away from them.
I decided the best thing to do was to keep quiet about what I overheard. Once she gets her memory back, it'd all go back to how it should be. So, I continued to act like nothing was wrong. Especially the next morning, when I woke up in a rather strange way.
"WAKE UP!" someone shouted. I groaned and rolled over to see Katie bouncing on my bed.
"Kates-" I started.
"Wake up, you sleepy-head! Get your hiney outta bed!" she sang.
"Let me sleep!" I complained.
"Get your sexy six-pack outta that bed right now!" she said.
"And if I don't?"
"Then you'll be extremely sorry."
"Good point." I sat up and looked at her.
"Finally," she muttered.
"So I don't get a good morning kiss?" I asked. "Cause' you can forget about me getting out of this bed if I don't."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said, grinning. Unfortunately, as we were kissing, Percy came striding in the room. He took one look at us, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. "Hi Perce!" Katie said brightly. I could tell she was hoping to put him in a good mood, so we wouldn't get detention.
"Out!" he bellowed. Uh-oh.
"See you at breakfast," she whispered before she hurried out the door.
Not wanting to be with a fuming Percy, I quickly got dressed and hurried to breakfast. On my way down, I couldn't help but wonder about Katie. How could she possibly like Cedric, besides the fact that he has rabid, obsessive fan girls. (A/N-Like he should talk!) I guess it'll all be over soon.
When I got down to the Great Hall, I sat down next to Katie, and threw a glare at Cedric who was watching. Alicia and Angelina came over giggling. I noticed Alicia bit her lip and gave me a nervous glance. "Morning," I said, half-asleep.
"Tired?" Alicia asked.
"Yes, well a certain someone woke me up rather unpleasantly this morning," I said accusingly. Katie grinned.
"At least Percy didn't give us detention," she said.
"Why would he do that?" Angelina asked.
"Well, besides the fact that he walked in on us when we were kissing, I'm not exactly supposed to be in there. Then again, you sneak into Ravenclaw all the time," she said, grinning at Alicia.
"If Percy found out, you'd be worse than dead," I said.
"Yeah, no shit," Alicia muttered. "That's why if you say a word, I'll be sure to curse you all the way to Scotland."
"But, I'm from Scotland."
"Oh yeah. Ok, then all the way to Australia."
"Isn't that the place with those wild dogs who kidnap and eat small children?" I asked. She nodded. "Well, I'm not exactly small."
"Oh never mind."
I grinned.
"I won't tell Percy," I promised. "Besides, I have blackmail on him from 4th year."
"Blackmail on who?" Fred asked, sitting down with George.
"Percy."
"Really? What?" George asked. I grinned back a laugh.
"Well, tell me, has Percy always been.......sophisticated?" I asked.
"Er......" was the reply I got from them.
"Back in forth year," I said. "Percy brought a bunch of........dirty magazines." Fred fell off the bench, and George sprayed pumpkin juice all over us.
"Percy had what!?" he asked incredulously.
"You heard me."
"Percy Weasley, Head Boy?" Fred asked, climbing back on the bench.
"Yep," I said, wiping juice off my robes.
"That's sick," Katie said. "You teenage guys disgust me."
"WE'RE not the ones with dirty magazines," George protested, while Fred and I nodded our heads.
"Oh, come on," Angelina muttered.
"If PERCY had magazines, then you three CERTAINLY did-or do," Alicia said.
"I do not!" I protested, while the twins said "We did not!"
"Then you did," Angelina said pointing at me. "And you still do," she said pointing at the twins.
"No we don't! We're good little boys!" Fred said. I snorted. "We don't have dirty minds like that!"
"Sure," Katie muttered sarcastically. Honestly, we don't. Well, maybe the twins, but I'm perfectly innocent.
"Katie," I said reasonably. "Do you really think that I would have dirty magazines?"
"Uh, yeah," she muttered.
"Some girlfriend I have," I muttered playfully.
"Yes, I am."
"You better keep quiet about Percy," I warned. "Or he'll be after us."
"Oh, we will," George said mischievously, getting up from the table. "Don't worry, we will."
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
(Ok, I know that this chapter was really weird. I'm working on it, I'm working on it! I have a question to ponder-If Wood's his last name in the Potter books, and Biggerstaff's his last name in real life, that's gotta be tellin' ya somethin', right? ::grins mischievously:: Now I must go practice for my softball game tonite-after I watch Sean wrestle bludgers and fight with Flint about who gets the quidditch pitch-it calms my nerves. ::sighs dreamily and drools:: Review me! Please!)
I remember clearly. I turned the corridor on my way to Transfiguration, when I saw Katie walking with Alicia and Angelina. I walked up behind her, and was going to tug on her ponytail, but I stopped at her words. "I don't know," she was saying. "I'm so confused, because of course I still love Oliver, and want to continue to be his girlfriend, but I have some kind of feelings for Cedric too." It was at these words, that I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. I froze, and quickly and silently strode backward, away from them.
I decided the best thing to do was to keep quiet about what I overheard. Once she gets her memory back, it'd all go back to how it should be. So, I continued to act like nothing was wrong. Especially the next morning, when I woke up in a rather strange way.
"WAKE UP!" someone shouted. I groaned and rolled over to see Katie bouncing on my bed.
"Kates-" I started.
"Wake up, you sleepy-head! Get your hiney outta bed!" she sang.
"Let me sleep!" I complained.
"Get your sexy six-pack outta that bed right now!" she said.
"And if I don't?"
"Then you'll be extremely sorry."
"Good point." I sat up and looked at her.
"Finally," she muttered.
"So I don't get a good morning kiss?" I asked. "Cause' you can forget about me getting out of this bed if I don't."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said, grinning. Unfortunately, as we were kissing, Percy came striding in the room. He took one look at us, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. "Hi Perce!" Katie said brightly. I could tell she was hoping to put him in a good mood, so we wouldn't get detention.
"Out!" he bellowed. Uh-oh.
"See you at breakfast," she whispered before she hurried out the door.
Not wanting to be with a fuming Percy, I quickly got dressed and hurried to breakfast. On my way down, I couldn't help but wonder about Katie. How could she possibly like Cedric, besides the fact that he has rabid, obsessive fan girls. (A/N-Like he should talk!) I guess it'll all be over soon.
When I got down to the Great Hall, I sat down next to Katie, and threw a glare at Cedric who was watching. Alicia and Angelina came over giggling. I noticed Alicia bit her lip and gave me a nervous glance. "Morning," I said, half-asleep.
"Tired?" Alicia asked.
"Yes, well a certain someone woke me up rather unpleasantly this morning," I said accusingly. Katie grinned.
"At least Percy didn't give us detention," she said.
"Why would he do that?" Angelina asked.
"Well, besides the fact that he walked in on us when we were kissing, I'm not exactly supposed to be in there. Then again, you sneak into Ravenclaw all the time," she said, grinning at Alicia.
"If Percy found out, you'd be worse than dead," I said.
"Yeah, no shit," Alicia muttered. "That's why if you say a word, I'll be sure to curse you all the way to Scotland."
"But, I'm from Scotland."
"Oh yeah. Ok, then all the way to Australia."
"Isn't that the place with those wild dogs who kidnap and eat small children?" I asked. She nodded. "Well, I'm not exactly small."
"Oh never mind."
I grinned.
"I won't tell Percy," I promised. "Besides, I have blackmail on him from 4th year."
"Blackmail on who?" Fred asked, sitting down with George.
"Percy."
"Really? What?" George asked. I grinned back a laugh.
"Well, tell me, has Percy always been.......sophisticated?" I asked.
"Er......" was the reply I got from them.
"Back in forth year," I said. "Percy brought a bunch of........dirty magazines." Fred fell off the bench, and George sprayed pumpkin juice all over us.
"Percy had what!?" he asked incredulously.
"You heard me."
"Percy Weasley, Head Boy?" Fred asked, climbing back on the bench.
"Yep," I said, wiping juice off my robes.
"That's sick," Katie said. "You teenage guys disgust me."
"WE'RE not the ones with dirty magazines," George protested, while Fred and I nodded our heads.
"Oh, come on," Angelina muttered.
"If PERCY had magazines, then you three CERTAINLY did-or do," Alicia said.
"I do not!" I protested, while the twins said "We did not!"
"Then you did," Angelina said pointing at me. "And you still do," she said pointing at the twins.
"No we don't! We're good little boys!" Fred said. I snorted. "We don't have dirty minds like that!"
"Sure," Katie muttered sarcastically. Honestly, we don't. Well, maybe the twins, but I'm perfectly innocent.
"Katie," I said reasonably. "Do you really think that I would have dirty magazines?"
"Uh, yeah," she muttered.
"Some girlfriend I have," I muttered playfully.
"Yes, I am."
"You better keep quiet about Percy," I warned. "Or he'll be after us."
"Oh, we will," George said mischievously, getting up from the table. "Don't worry, we will."
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
(Ok, I know that this chapter was really weird. I'm working on it, I'm working on it! I have a question to ponder-If Wood's his last name in the Potter books, and Biggerstaff's his last name in real life, that's gotta be tellin' ya somethin', right? ::grins mischievously:: Now I must go practice for my softball game tonite-after I watch Sean wrestle bludgers and fight with Flint about who gets the quidditch pitch-it calms my nerves. ::sighs dreamily and drools:: Review me! Please!)