Ok first of all I want to thank every one as usual. and also as usual I take no credit for any characters so feel free to use any of there personalities, dialogue etc. I want to thank my beta Ciela Night for putting up with my bad spelling and horrid grammatic junk. Ummm ya I want to thank umm jk rowling for not sueing me (means so much to me doll) o and ya I better get started, I'm such a procrastinator, ok ya so on with the chappie!
Chap 9
Hot Chocolate and an Extremely Unfair Snowball Fight!
We arrived at the hospital wing in a short ten minutes. We spent the entire walk in comfortable silence, walking side by side, hand in hand. Strangely, when we entered the hospital wing Madame Pomfrey told us that everyone had headed back to the common room.
When we arrived at the common room we were faced with eight smiling faces, which upon seeing us, turned to shock. Ree, Alicia, Angelina, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione and Harry's eyes grew wide and all of them seemed speechless. Finally Fred broke the silence.
"Y-you and y-you, together," Fred stammered. "Bloody Hell, I think I'm going to faint."
"Well, I knew there was something behind all those arguments," Angie said.
"No, you didn't."
"Yes, I did Fred."
"Then why did you say last week that Oliver was a crazy wanker who Katie would never date?"
"I did not say that."
"Yes you did."
"Come on, guys back me up. You all know I believed in this from the start." Silence echoed through the room. Angie sighed exasperated, "Fine I don't care what you imbeciles think. I've got homework; Snape will kill me if I don't finish this essay. I hope you feel better Harry, and Katie I'll talk to you later." That was not a conversation I was looking forward to. Angie left the common room heading for the library and Fred excused himself silently and slowly slinked out after her. Ree, Alicia and George turned back to me, while Ron and Hermione continued their conversation with Harry.
""Well if you guys are together that just about throws everything I ever knew out the window," George said.
"Doesn't matter. You didn't have much to throw."
"That hurt Alicia, that really hurt," George said clutching his heart dramatically.
"Oh shut it you. Big boys don't cry," Alicia states sarcastically.
"But mommy, I'm so sad," George said bursting out into incredibly fake tears.
"You two are almost as bad as Angie and Fred," I said.
"Soon they'll be rubbing off on you two," George said.
"Oh no please no. I refuse to be on a team with 3 pairs of "Fred and Angie's!" Harry exclaimed from the couch.
"Oh that reminds me, I've got to talk to Harry. Everyone but Katie, leave now," Oliver states.
"Why does Katie get to stay, I'm prettier," George said in a girly voice.
"Come on Georgie-poo, lets go," Alicia joked. She pulled George out, his voice still stating his opinions on his new nicknames. After telling Harry that they'd be back as soon as we left, Ron and Hermione headed to the far end of the room.
Oliver turned to Harry, who was smiling lightly but you could see the nervousness and sorrow in his eyes. He thinks Oliver is going to yell it him, I thought to myself. It surprised me. Wait forget that, it surprised me now, half an hour ago it's exactly how I thought of Oliver. It's amazing how fast someone can appear so different to you.
"So…" Oliver began.
"It's alright Oliver, I know what you're trying to say. It's my fault, I know it. Malfoy was right; I'm too much of a wuss to play Quidditch. I mean I fainted because of a couple of dumb Dementors. I understand if you don't want me to play anymore," Harry said, the hidden desperation clearly shown through his voice.
"Harry that's not what I wanted to say. What I wanted to say is that you played an amazing game," Oliver stated.
"B-But we lost. We can't win the cup now," Harry said solemnly.
"Well we did lose but that doesn't mean we're out of the running. It all depends on the points now. We lost to Hufflepuff by a hundred points so if Ravenclaw beats Hufflepuff by more then 100 points and we beat Ravenclaw then well… it's all up to the points now, a margin of 100 points each way," Oliver explained. His eyes glazed over and I knew he was going over the possibilities. I nudged him gently and he took a sharp intake of air. He nodded at me before turning back to Harry, "Look, you're probably the best Seeker Hogwarts has ever seen, that I've ever seen. I'm not mad at all; in fact I'm well, proud of you." He gave Harry a pat on the shoulder before leaving the room. When he patted Harry I'd seen the tension and nervousness fly out of Harry eyes, replaced by embarrassment and pride. I smiled and walked over to Harry.
"He's right, you know," I said quietly. "You're an amazing player and person."
"Ah come on now Katie, you're embarrassing me. You're so much better then me, and you know it," Harry said lightly, the blush on his face growing considerably.
"Sure, oh and next time you see Malfoy lay one on him for me, okay, from me to him," I gave him a quick hug before following Oliver out of the room.
* * *
"Come on, you know I'm right, Puddlemore could kill Ireland."
Oliver and I had spent the last few hours walking around the grounds talking about everything. At the moment, we sat under the oak near the lake, the cold temperature nipping at my hands. But I didn't want to go inside; I loved talking or arguing with Oliver.
"Allow me to state the facts; Ireland has three of the most superb chasers that Great Britain has ever seen. They are a favorite for the Quidditch World Cup next year and they've slaughtered Puddle more Puddlemore for the last five years running," I stated.
"But have you seen the lineup they have this year?" Oliver argued.
"Care to make a bet out on that?" I asked slyly.
"What do you mean?" Oliver asked suspiciously.
"Well if you're so sure that Puddlemore will beat Ireland then you won't be afraid to make a bet on it, will you?"
"How big of bet are we talking about?"
"Okay, when Ireland play Puddlemore in February we bet on who we think will win," I explained. "And the loser has to pay for the winners purchases from one store in Hogsmeade, with a limit of 20 gallons. What do you think?"
Oliver appeared to be thinking it over for a second before he turned to me, a smile on his face. "Okay, you're on, but the limits 15 gallons, okay?
"Deal," I replied. "Umm I'm getting kind of cold, do you think that maybe well that we could carry on this conversation back in the common room beside the fire?"
"With hot chocolate?" Oliver asked lightly.
"You know it, let's go, if I stay out any longer I'm going to freeze."
* * *
Half an hour later, we were sitting on the small cozy couch next to the fire, mugs of hot chocolate warming our hands. Oliver's arm was around my shoulder and we were discussing our chances for Quidditch.
"You know if we end up having a second chance then we'll probably have to have that early Saturday morning practice you were dreading," Oliver said gently.
"No bloody way in hell are you going to get me up that early in the morning to go through your endless drills!" Even though they are sometimes useful, I said to myself silently.
"Come on, you want to win the cup right?" Oliver asked.
"Not that badly," I answered dryly. Oliver laughed, before turning to look me in the eyes. He leaned in closer and suddenly I felt the incredible urge to run. I backed up quickly and Oliver looked at me with questioning eyes, the hurt expression clearly displayed on his face.
"Is something wrong?" he asked gently.
"No it's nothing, it's just well… never mind I don't even know," I answered. Bloody hell, this is confusing. I want to kiss him, I really do but I don't know something…
"Come on Katie you can tell me," Oliver pushed.
"It's just… I guess I umm well don't want to jump into anything, you know, especially after what happened with Matt…" Wow, I didn't even know I felt this way.
"I guess I understand, but does this mean you don't want to be with me ever?" Oliver asked nervously.
"No it's not that at all, I just need some time."
"Okay, but can we still be friends?"
"Great friends," I reassured. "Well I better go finish some of my homework, and you should to."
"Umm there's this Transfiguration spell and I don't really get it, could you maybe help me?"
"The great almighty Oliver Wood asking me for help, I feel so honored," I joked.
"It's alright measly mortal, you may feel awed by my presence after all I have won Witch Weekly's smile award five times in a row," Oliver said.
"That's a dead on Lockhart!" I exclaimed between my giggles. "We should get to work." And so began the long process of teaching Oliver how to perform a spell. Quidditch player he may be, transfigurer he is not!
* * *
The next couple of weeks past without any problems. The team was considerably happy mostly due to the fact that Ravenclaw had slaughtered Hufflepuff at the end of November. I got to know Oliver more and more during the weeks and we could constantly be seen practicing spells or wandering the grounds. I liked Oliver, I knew that but for some reason I just didn't feel like it was the right time for us. So together we remained good friends, ignoring the constant cat calls mostly coming from Fred and George. Teachers and other students seemed surprised to not hear the constant arguing that normally took place between Oliver and I. Before I knew it, it was the second last day of school before the holidays, and my friends and I were preparing to head home for the holidays. At the moment, Alicia, Ree, Angie and I were searching our dormitory for all our lost essentials.
"THAT IS IT!" Angie shouted. "I'm buying myself a new set of Gobstones because mine was stolen by house elves or…" Angie continued muttering suggestions to where her Gobstones had gone, each more far fetched then the last.
"But weren't those your grandfathers old set?" Alicia asked gently.
"Doesn't matter, he's too old to tell the difference between me and my owl let alone a set of Gobstones," Angie said nastily.
"Umm, you guys," I began. "I'm tired of all this packing. It's our second last day of school before the holidays. Let's do something fun!"
"Like what?" Ree asked, clearly tired of packing as well.
I looked towards the window and saw the day old snow that covered the grounds. "What about a snowball fight, a girl versus guy type of thing? We could get Fred, George, Lee and Oliver to go against us."
"That sounds perfect!" Ree exclaimed.
"I'm in, we'll so kick their sorry asses! What about you Alicia?"
"Why not, anything to stop you from complaining about your lost Gobstones!"
We all trudged down our dormitory stairs, leaving our bags open on our beds, clothes thrown everywhere. I was almost at the staircase when I had an idea. I ran back to my room and grabbed all four of our wands. This, I thought to myself, is going to be fun!
* * *
Twenty minutes later we were all out on the grounds carefully protected by a water proof spell performed by our charms master, Ree. Even with the spell we were bundled up in parkas, scarves, hats and mitts.
I turned to the boys, who were standing across from us, "Okay here are the rules; you have 10 minutes to build a fort, it can be however big or small as you like but it has to be in between the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid's hut, the Quidditch pitch and the main entrance; no going back into the school unless the game is over or if you're hurt; no one's ever dead or out, a team wins when the other team surrenders. Got it?"
"Wow isn't this a technical snow ball fight?" George remarked.
"With Katie planning it, you better believe it," Oliver said.
"Hey, you forgot to mention the bet," Fred stated.
"What bet?" Alicia asked.
"Well before we heard Angie state how sure she was that you were going to win so we want to put a wager on that," Fred explained.
"Fine," Angie said. "Loser has to find all the winners' lost items before tomorrow."
"Deal."
"Then let the games began!" I shouted. As the boys rushed off I handed the girls their wands…
* * *
"THAT WAS NOT FAIR!!"
The boys were still mad about our snowball victory from the day before. With our wands we had used magic to make our fort, make our snowballs, and to throw them at the boys with deadly accuracy. In the end we won obviously and the boys spent half the night searching for Angie's Gobstones before finding them in the kitchens. Guess Angie's accusations weren't that farfetched. As we stepped out of the Hogwarts Express at Platforms 9 and ¾ the boys seemed to forget about the game for awhile to say goodbye to everyone. I said quick good byes to everyone as they left in couples to say more private goodbyes. Soon it was just Oliver and I standing together.
"So I'm having this party on New Years and I'm wondering if you wanted to come?" Oliver asked nervously.
"Sure I'd love to," I answered.
"KATIE OVER HERE!"
I turned and saw my mom and her new husband Henry standing near the exit. "Well I better go," I said giving Oliver a quick hug and peck on the cheek. "Owl me about your party okay?" I pushed my cart over towards the barrier. When I was next to them they gave me quick hello hugs before we walked through the barrier. We walked to my car and I noticed how eerily quiet my mom seemed to be.
As Henry loaded all my stuff into the car he asked, "Is this all of your stuff Kate? It doesn't seem like much."
"It's Katie and I left some of it at Hogwarts of course," I replied stepping into the car.
"Well then we'll just have it mailed to us," Henry said as he too entered the car.
"What do you mean? Why do I need it all at home?" I asked looking from my mom to my Henry.
"Well honey," my mom started. "Henry and I have decided that, for your benefit, after Christmas you're not going back to Hogwarts…
A/N: HIHIHIHI cliffie I love them!!! Sorry about the day delay on this chappie took me longer then I thought. Okay here are my shout outs for the last to chappies!
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Ok I just changed this a bit to fit with my new plot so ya anyways the next chappie will be out sometime today I hope. Keep ur fingers crossed! TATA FOR NOW!