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Chapter 2: WHAT?!

15 years later…(August 6)

"Kathleen Anne Bell! Get out of that bed this instant!"

Suddenly waking up from my sleep, I look up from my pillow and see my angry mum staring down at me.

"Have you forgotten that we're having a very important lunch with the Wood's-" Kiera Bell pauses to look at her daughter's clock before continuing "-in 2 hours?! We still need to go to go all the way to Scotland!"

'The Wood's?! Great, that means Oliver the prat will be there! Argh!!' "Do I really have to go Mum? I don't really feel that good." I place the back of my hand on my forehead while doing my best imitation of a cough.

Rolling her eyes, she pulls her daughter up from her 4-poster bed. "Yes you have to go and don't try that 'I'm not feeling so good' trick on me that you've been using for so long."

Grumbling, I walk away from my very warm and comfortable bed and head to my bathroom.

"I expect you to be downstairs in an hour" I hear my mother's muffled voice from the other side of the door.

After yelling "Okay", I start getting ready for this 'important lunch' with the Wood's.

(Living room of the Bell Manor) Third Person's POV

(a/n: Background info about Katie: The Bells are a rich Irish family both in the wizard and muggle world. Katie's family lives in a manor-duh- in a wizard community in Ireland. Her family have jobs in both worlds; they both work in the Ministry and have their own business(in the muggle world). She also has an older brother named Jason who takes care of their muggle business but is also a wizard. He basically lives on his own a little far from them. Okay, I think I've already said a lot!)

"We're you able to wake her up?" Greg Bell asks looking up from his copy of the Daily Prophet.

"Yes, though she did pretend to get sick again." Exhausted, she sits down on the couch beside her husband.

"Again? Why that's the second time this month!"

"I don't know what is wrong with her? Oliver is a very respectful, kind, and good-looking as well. I can't see why she can't possibly like him."

Putting an arm around his wife, he gently hugs her. "I guess they just have some small issues to work out. Don't worry about it."

"how can I not worry? We're finally going to tell them about," lowering her voice, she continues, "the arrangement. I mean, you know how much she can't stand being with him even for an hour! What more when she knows that she's gonna get-"

"Okay, I'm ready." I come down clad in jeans and a black shirt from the stairs hearing my parents whispering in low voices.

My mother's head looks up abruptly before smiling. 'Okay…what were they talking about?' "Good you're done Katie, now we can leave early."

Walking to the huge fireplace, we floo to our other house in Scotland. (a/n: if you do some research on the clan of the Bells-yes there are really Irish people who are Bell's- they say that they originate from Scotland although some moved to Ireland. This is the reason why they have a house there also.) Until now I don't see the point why we have to floo here and not directly to the fireplace of the Wood's. Oh yeah 2 reasons: 1) they might be using their fireplace and 2) it's 'improper' according to my mum.

As usual, from there we drive to the Wood's estate a few kilometers away. (A/n: remember they're rich in both worlds? So that's the reason why they have cars…hehe!) About 45 minutes later, we stop in front of a familiar large mansion.

"Hello there again Greg, Kiera, and Katie!" Mrs. Wood comes over and greets all of us together with her husband. 'Hey, maybe Oliver's not here! This wont be so bad' "Oliver's just changing, he'll join us in a moment."

'Oh great!' Forcing a smile, I walk beside my parents into the living room.

"So, how's your summer going Katie?" Mrs. Wood asks making her dark green robes move with her.

"It's been okay. Been practicing some quidditch from time to time and meeting up with my friends from Hogwarts." I say politely. What I wouldn't do to get out of here already. Oh yeah, what's so important about this again?

Before I can think this over, a familiar brunette clad in a Puddlemere T-shirt and black pants comes down from the stairs. Grr…Oliver.

Smiling, he walks over to my parents and greets them. 'Look at him acting so innocent and friendly. As if!' Thankfully, he begins to sit down. 'Maybe if I just sit here he wont notice me.' No such luck, his father starts to nudge him while pointing in my direction. 'great, just when I thought I could get away!' Standing up once more, he walks over to me with a forced smile, "Hello Katie". Knowing that if I didn't reply my parents would fry me, I simply nod my head and say "Hi also Oliver."

Before an awkward silence starts, Mrs. Bell rises from her seat on the couch and gestures to the dining room. "Shall we all eat lunch first before discussing the important matter?"

After receiving a couple of nods, we head to the dining room. I walk to my regular seat- the second chair next to my mother- when she pushes me to the one beside Oliver. 'What the hell? How do they expect me to eat if I'm beside him?!' Without much choice, I stay on the chair and look around the room to prevent any chances of me looking at him. I know you're gonna ask why I don't like the guy most girls swoon over. Well it's simple really, everything he does just really gets on my nerves. When I talk he'll be asking me to shut up like he's the Queen of England! In quidditch he's such a show off! I bet now that he's captain, he's gonna rub it on my face and make me work harder than the others. Even when we were little, he'd go stealing my toys and hiding them for a couple of days. How can he possibly have a fan club? He's down right annoying! I guess they haven't seen the real him, probably too distracted by his 'good looks'. I'm not saying his ugly, I mean then why would he have a fan club if he is, it's just that he's too annoying!

Thankfully, the food comes in, I start to eat my lunch slowly. Looking around, I see that once again both our parents are engaged in a conversation except in whispers. 'Why are they whispering? They're never like this...Should I ask Oliver if he knows anything?' Thinking about it for a minute or so, I decide that I'm not that desperate to know what they're talking about that I'll actually voluntarily talk to the enemy. With one last look at my parents- who are still whispering-, I look back down at my plate and start eating again.

(Oliver's POV)

'Wonder what my parents meant when they said we have to discuss something important? What does it have to do with the Bell's' I look up from my plate and catch a glimpse of Katie still eating slowly' 'Katie. Why did they put the girl I can't stand beside me?!' I know you're gonna ask why I can't stand her, right? Well, it's just the way she always gets me so annoyed! (a/n: doesn't that sound familiar?…) Whenever she talks, she keeps on blabbing and never shuts up! When I ask her to stop, she starts to have a temper fit. Even in quidditch! She keeps on saying that I'm a show off- which of course I am not! I mean, how can anyone stand- even more, fancy her! To be truthful, she isn't ugly at all but her attitude needs a lot of work!

Shifting my gaze to our parents whispering, I wonder what they could possibly be talking about. 'Should I ask Katie if she knows anything about it?' Shaking my head, I decide to go against it and finish my dinner the same time she does.

Looking up once again from my plate, I see my parents and Oliver's finally done with their conversation. I sit patiently while I fold and re-fold my napkin. A few minutes pass by before the plates are taken away, leaving all of us there.

"We've decided," my dad gestures to him and the Wood's, "that it is already the time when we should tell you something very important." 'Okay…wonder what that something important could be…'

"As you know, even before you were born our families have been very close." Mrs. Wood stops and looks straight at me and Oliver. 'Okay, what does that have to do with anything?'

"When your mother's were still pregnant, your father and I decided to follow an old tradition ." Mr. Wood says as he gestures to my dad. 'Can they just get to the point already?' I think getting a bit annoyed.

"We decided that for the benefit of both our families, you two would be betrothed to each other."

'Did he just saw betrothed? Did I just hear that I'm betrothed to Oliver?!'

I look up at the table and look at our parents to see if this was all just a joke they'd been planning for us for our little rough playing last time. I look into my Mother's eyes and see that she isn't lying. I look at all 4 of them when reality hit me hard, I am betrothed to Oliver Wood.

My eyes widen from this sudden reality check. For the first time, I'm speechless- no matter how hard that is to believe when I'm always the first one to say something. All I can do is look at Oliver and see his reaction. He shakes his head before looking back up at our parents.

"Did you just say betrothed?!"

His mom looks at the others before turning to Oliver and nodding.

"So…that means that I'm betrothed to Oliver?!" I say with a mixture of confusion, anger, and disgust.

"Well, yes" My mom says as calmly as possible knowing how I can be when I'm angry.

I turn and look at Oliver just as he does the same. Suddenly, both our heads snap to the direction of our parents. "WHAT?! I can't be betrothed to him! You know how we can't get along at all. We've never gotten along even when we were little!"

"I can't be betrothed to her! We can't even have a decent conversation with each other and now you expect us to have to stand each other for the rest of our lives?!"

Both of us become hysterical and stand up from our seats while our parents try to calm us down.

"How could you do this? We don't even our say on the matter!" I say becoming even more irritated.

"Honey, it's for the better. We-"

"How can this be for the better?!"

"She's right," Woah, never expected that from Oliver! "I mean, we can barely agree on anything, well except now but this is an exception!"

I nod in agreement as I open my mouth to say something again, when both our fathers interrupt.

"We agree that it was wrong for us to make this decision for both of you since it will affect both of your futures. To be honest, we never expected you two to turn out to be enemies. We always thought that since our families got along well, this wouldn't be a big deal when we mentioned it."

"Although, you two are still betrothed to each other."

"What?" I ask my dad. "Can't we just forget about it or something? I mean, can't we cancel it?" I don't care if I sound like an idiot or something, I'm really desperate here!

"We can't do that. When wizards and witches are betrothed, there is ritual a spell is cast, that binds these two families together. The ritual has already been done even before you two were born."

If it's even possible, my face falls once again.

"Although, you two do not have to be married right away. We just wanted you two to know about it earlier."

Looking up from my lap, I look at them. "When do we have to be married?"

"Well…traditionally the marriage should take place when both aren't minors anymore. So that would mean after Hogwarts."

'At least it's still after Hogwarts. Besides, we're only 5th year so we still have 2 more years before we graduate.' Once again unable to say anything, I look at Oliver who has been quiet for some time for his reaction.

"We don't have to start dating, do we?"

"No, son. Although we are hoping that you and Katie would work out whatever issues there are. We feel that at least if you two are friends, this would be much easier."

An awkward silence fills the room, when all of a sudden all the parents rise from their seats. "We'll leave you two in here for a while so you can think what we've said over." And with that, they exit the room leaving the two of us there.

After about 10 minutes of keeping quiet, Oliver speaks up. "Look, I know that we aren't- and have never been- in the best terms. I think that we should just follow their advice on sorting out our issues since it would really make things easier."

I nod in agreement before saying something myself. "I've been thinking that since we will still end up getting married to each other," I stop briefly thinking how weird that sounded before continuing, "We should take this chance to see as many other people as we can." I don't mean to sound like a slut but in reality, who wouldn't want to exercise their right of being single to the limit when they know that they're going to getting married?

After thinking it over for a while, Oliver nods in agreement and extends his hand in agreement. Shaking his hand I smile at the thought of how interesting this year will be.