A few hours later Katie woke up from her nap. She looked around to see the common room quite dead. People were either outside enjoying the warm September weather or inside catching up on homework or other things. In Fred and Angelina's case, making out and in Lee Jordan's case, reading a book titled "Commentary of the Century". She mumbled getting up.

"I wonder what the others are doing?" Slowly she shuffled over to the east side window to see if she could find them. Looking out she spotted them in a clearing. Harry was chasing after Ginny on her broom and easily caught her on his Firebolt. He pulled her off her broom, tickled her till she cried then pulled something from her grasp. Katie recognized it as the snitch and as soon as Harry pulled it from the younger girls grip he took off running. Ginny went after him a few moments later and Katie turned her attention to Ron and Hermione. Usually Hermione stayed away from the brooms and flying so it amazed Katie that she was on one in the first place. It was clears as glass why though. Ron, who at the moment was happily passing the Quaffle back and forth with her, must have begged her to come out and it was obvious that they liked each other. Then there was Oliver and George. She figured they went out to play because of Angelina and Fred. The two boys were just sitting there talking with one another while beating a bludger back and forth. Katie just sighed,

"They must have played a game of Quiditch," she said to her self. Deciding to do some homework, Katie headed up to her room to grab the Transfiguration homework they had due Monday. She came back down and hopped into the chair she was previously sitting at. Automatically she picked up her blanket and got ready to start her essay but just as she was opening her book she realized things seemed out of place.

"Hold on? Where did my blanket come from? And what on earth?" she asked her self as she picked the bag from the Three Broomsticks. She caught a sent from her blanket and recognized it immediately. Not totally sure if her assumptions we're true she braved interrupting Angelina and Fred.

"Oi! Ange! What's in this bag?" Angelina broke quickly to answer Katie's question.

"Harry and Oliver brought those new cinnamon firesticks back with them for us to try,"

"And how did my blanket get down here?"

"Oliver got it for you," assuming they're weren't any more questions; Angelina went back to making out with Fred. Katie just smiled as she pulled her blanket to herself. She knew it smelled like him. Oliver was one of few guys that could pull off wearing snitch cologne and he smelled DAMN good in it. She looked at the bag for a second then picked it up. Pulling out a stick she examined it closely,

"Hmm, Firestick?" Wondering if it was hot she cautiously took a small bite. Her mouth exploded like a Filibuster Firework, but nothing about them were hot, instead they filled her whole mouth with intense cinnamon flavor. Katie laughed and looked and the stick in her hand,

"You and me are going to be good friends," then she took another bite. She went through half of the bag before she decided to work on her homework. Putting the bag down she replaced it with her book and looked at her questions.

"Lets see, "What's the difference between Animagus and Theriomorphic? What problems appear with the two?" Katie flipped through her book to look up the needed information. She learned about these near the end of last year. That was the cool thing about McGonagall. She always took a month to review old, important material. Katie found what she needed and started to write down the things she wanted to say about Animagi and Thriomorphins. She fell into her own world tuning out any other noise. She didn't even hear Oliver and George come back into the common room. Both wondering what she was up too, they quietly crept over to wear she was and peeked over she shoulder. It wasn't until George grumbled that she came out of her trans.

"Damn! I should probably start that!" Katie looked to her side to see George's face scrunched up in disgust. Katie just laughed not realizing that Oliver was reading her paper. He made a comment for her second question,

"Make sure you tell how they change exactly the same and people who don't know the difference in small signs can't tell if its Anima or Thriom till after the change is done," he said pointing to one section in her book, " I for got that and was yelled at for forgetting such a crucial factor," Katie looked up to see an odd smirk on his face.

"So I heard," she smirked back.

"How?"

"She didn't say who, but McGonagall told us yesterday not to miss the crucial details," George said hopping into the conversation. Katie scrunched up her noise to imitate McGonagall,

" 'One student so foolishly did that two years ago and he was one of my best students!'"

"We figured it was you. Besides Percy, you were one of her best students," George said.

"Fred asked if was you. She wouldn't say but she did get a light grin in her face," Katie laughed.

" I mean Oliver, you were always complaining how she yelled at you just because you drifted off thinking other things,"

" Like what?" Oliver asked a little red in the face. George shrugged his shoulders but made a cough that sounded a lot like Quiditch. Katie began to giggle madly until she saw the not so pleased look on Woods face.

"Want to read my paper Oliver? Make sure I did ok?" she asked hoping to make him smile. It did.

"Already have. Just add something about werewolves, you know Lycanthropy. Other than that it's good. You'll get top points," He said as he slowly walked over to the couch. He wasn't sure what to say to her so he just sat there and watched her finish her work. She got done with transfiguration, put it away and replaced it with the firesticks. Oliver perked up immediately,

" Do you like them?" he asked

" Very much!" She grinned then did something she really didn't mean to. She locked eyes with him and fell into a trans, her thoughts taking over in her mind. His eyes are so beautiful! They are aren't they? I could stare at them forever. Well you're alone with him. So just say it. I don't think I can. For what reason can you not say it? Well he's only going to be here for three months. Pathetic! I can't believe you're using that same excuse again! You want to know why? I'm scared! Why are you scared? I'm scared to be forgotten. Worst I'm scared that he won't even like me anymore. That it was just an old thing in the past. Well you don't have to let on that you still like him if he doesn't still like you. But what if he dose? I don't want to give in just to be let down. Just because he was an idiot last time doesn't really mean he'll do it again. He said he was sorry. I know he was sorry but still. I don't know. How hard is it to say, "I liked you too"?

( Thanks for the reviews….. Tavnia, Poppins and princess :D…. Allie here we go again LOL. I'll have the next chap up real soon. I promise. )