I climbed the stairs to the Boy's Dormitories. All right, where is his room....
Thought: Second door on the left.
Comment: How the hell do I know that?!
Thought: I don't know...
Comment: Whatever, at least I now where I am going now.
Okay...second door on the left. One...two...three...whoops! Too far! Trust me to count to get somewhere; I can hardly keep up with the score in Quidditch.
I found myself standing outside his door for a moment, hesitating. Silently, I was freaking out.
'This is just Oliver, there's no need to panic'
Comment: Just Oliver? Was he your idea of 'just Oliver' when he kissed you?
Thought: SHUT UP!
I pressed my hand to the doorknob and opened the door slowly. I didn't know who his roommates where. I held my breath as I stared at the floor.
"Katie!" I hear a familiar voice say. I let out a sigh of relief and looked up the see Fred and George Weasley. I smiled. They were both sitting on their beds, leaving one empty, Oliver's. Was I staring at Oliver's bed?? What was that supposed to say?? Fred got up.
"What're you doing up here in the Boys' Dormitories?" he asked, he then grinned wickedly, "Katie, darling, I know you love me, you just don't have to track me down in my room."
I rolled my eyes, still smiling. "Get over yourself, Fred."
George got up now.
"Where's Ol.... Wood?"
Whew. I almost called him Oliver in front of his other teammates. If I had said that, they would have had NO idea who I was talking about. Oliver was strictly Wood to Fred and George.
"I think he's talking to Potter," George said.
"You snuck all the way up here not to see us?" Fred asks with a puppy face.
I put on a sympathetic look and said, "Sorry guys, maybe next time."
I closed the door behind me.
Comment: Is there going to be a next time??
I stood outside the door and breathed. Fred and George began to talk about something when I realized that I didn't know where Harry's room was, not even my mind knew.
Thought: Yeah!
I opened the door again and poked my head in.
"Say, Fred?" I asked, Fred turned around, "Where's Potter's room?"
Fred smiled and said, "Four doors down on the left."
"Four on the left," I repeated, "Got it, thanks guys"
I closed the door again. Damn. More counting. One, two, three...four? Yes! Four! I was there! I looked at the door, it was slightly cracked open. I stood there, hesitating again. I was about to open the door when I heard Oliver's voice.
"So, Harry, what's been bothering you lately?"
"Nothing, Wood."
That was Harry.
"Potter, I need to know so I can get you into tip-top shape for the matches, especially against Slytherin. I don't need you all messed up, got me?"
"Yeah."
Silence.
"Wood?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"Do you by any chance know who Cho Chang likes?"
More silence. Why was he asking about Cho Chang?? I gasped quietly. Harry likes Cho. Cedric likes Cho. Cho likes Oliver. Oliver likes...
Thought: Me?
Comment: NO, you dimwit!
Thought: Yes, right, there's no way he likes me.
I waited for Oliver's voice, a sign that he has figured it out. Nothing. I silently chanted: 'C'mon Oliver! Figure it out...it's not that hard....'
"No," I heard Oliver say.
"Oh."
"Why?" I could tell Oliver was smiling.
"Oh, no reason."
"All right, well, is that all?"
"I think so-"
Thought: Quick! If Oliver comes out and catches me spying, he'll have my head!
I pushed open the door slowly and stepped in.
"Wood? Can I speak to you?"
Oliver looked from me to Harry, he nodded. Oliver stood up and walked over to me. I left the room and he followed me, closing the door behind us.
"You wanted to talk? Well, talk," he said, his tone was harsh, not looking at me.
I frowned. I took his hand in mine and led him down the stairs to the Common Room, he seemed reluctant to follow.
There was no one in the Common Room thankfully. I led him to the window that was open and I sat in the large window frame. He sat. He looked angry. I swallowed.
"Why are you angry with me?"
He scoffed. "You would think you would have figured it out."
I looked at him. "What did I do?"
He didn't say anything. "Are you angry about last night?" I asked him.
"Are you?" he said, looking at me.
"Why would I be?" I asked.
"Well, you didn't say anything about it, so I assumed you were angry..."
"You didn't exactly say anything, either."
Oliver stared at me. "So you're not angry at me or something?"
"Not if you are."
"Okay."
Silence. That didn't resolve anything, did it?
"Oliver, why did you kiss me?"
That was a question I had repeated in my head over and over. He looked up at me and blushed.
"I thought it was obvious..."
"What?"
He looked at me like I was a moron. He was right in a way, I was a moron and I was proud of it. Oliver looked exasperated.
"Katie, think about it, why would I kiss you?"
"Oliver, I'm not you, I don't know."
"You're my best and favorite Chaser, you would think you would have some common sense..."
"Hey, are you going to tell me or what?"
He sighed. "I like you, okay?" he muttered. Did I just hear him right?? I didn't say anything; I was too shocked, believe it or not. He looked at me, he looked hurt.
"I'm sorry. I guess I shouldn't have then..."
"Shouldn't have what?"
"Kissed you and told you."
"Why not?"
"Well, it's pretty clear that you don't like me..."
My mind raced, thinking. "How clear?" I asked him with a smirk. He was still looking down, not noticing.
"Very clear."
"I don't think it's clear enough," I said, grinning. He looked up, totally confused.
I tucked a piece of loose hair behind my ear and leaned towards him.
Thought: Where the hell did THIS confidence come from!?
Comment: See! I told you that I had confidence!
I ignored my thoughts and gently kissed Oliver. After a few seconds, I pulled back and looked at him, smiling slightly.
"Well," he said, "What does that mean?"
I smiled and stood up. "I think my captain needs some common sense."
He smiled and stood up as well. I watched him, biting my lip.
"I don't think Cho's going to like me very much this year."
He laughed. "I agree."
Something was showing in his eyes that I couldn't figure out. I was too busy trying to figure it out that I barely noticed what happened next.
Oliver stepped closer to me and slid his arms around my waist, pulling me against him. I stepped closer to him and felt my body meeting his. My hands slid over his chest and around his neck.
He smiled at me and leaned in, I relaxed as his lips met mine. I kissed him and he kissed me back, his lips gently caressing mine. He was soft and caring, but this time, he was more confident in knowing my feelings. He held me tight but pulled away and breathed in. Oliver smiled. I was almost breathless.
Oliver pulled me close again. Instead of kissing me, he just held me close to him. I closed my eyes and rested my head on his chest,; he was taller than me, but only by a little.
After a few seconds, he leaned down and kissed my neck, something that drove me crazy. I sighed as he kissed me neck again. His lips left my neck and I looked up at him. He grinned and leaned down towards me.
Oliver kissed me for the third time, including the one last night. I expected it to be gentle and soft, like the first two, but it wasn't. Oliver kissed me passionately and I realized that he wasn't so predictable. I kissed him back and we both withdrew.
I smiled and he returned it. As we pulled away, he let his hand find my own. I looked up at him. It was hard to believe that we were practically together now. I was with Oliver Wood. How weird did that sound?
"We have the day off, so I need to get some homework done," I said regretfully. I don't think it would have been good if Percy caught Oliver and I making out in the Common Room.
He nodded. "You do that, I'll see you later, Katie."
I smiled when he said my name. He grinned and leaned down, kissing my cheek softly. I blushed.
He walked off toward the stairs and I watched him bound up them, in the direction of his room.
I sighed and went to my own room. I got to my door and opened it, closing it behind me, resting my back against it. I closed my eyes and grinned.
"YES! YES! YES! YES!"
I grinned and jumped up and down in a frenzy. Believe it or not, I was ecstatic. As I exhaled loudly and opened my eyes, I froze.
Alicia and Angie stared at me with eyebrows raised, sitting on Alicia's bed, eating donuts. Angie had her mouth filled with a donut.
"Wat's dis all wif Oliver Wood??"
I smiled. "Nothing," I said, I tried to sound natural, but it was impossible. I jumped onto my bed. I looked at them, grinning.
Alicia turned to Angie, not taking her eyes off me, "I told you he liked her."
"Mmhmm, but she also wikes 'im"
I grinned; I've known Angie long enough to be able to decipher her "Donut-eating-Language"
I got up off my bed and grabbed a donut from them and shoved it into my mouth. Alicia grinned.
"That's the Katie we know," she said.
"Spwill!" Angie said, still in Donut Language. I rolled my eyes. I was certainly not going to 'spwill' all about Oliver and myself.
Maybe just a little bit. I smiled. "Nothing in particular. I like him, he likes me. That's it, I swear"
"Spwill moore!!!"
I smiled. "He kissed me."
Alicia and Angie squealed. I rolled my eyes.
"Tat's ooahsome!" Angie said. Was she ever going to have a mouth NOT filled with donuts?
Alicia nodded in accord. I just couldn't stop smiling. I was with Oliver Wood!! I don't think anything could make me happier at the moment.
Alicia stared at me. "Go see him!"
"I just did," I said flatly.
"Go see him again!"
I just opened my mouth to say something when there was a knock at the door.
"Coome in," Angie yelled.
The door opened and Oliver stepped in. Alicia and Angie's eyes widened to the size of Quaffles. Alicia suppressed her laughter and Angie her giggles.
Oliver looked at me urgently. "Fred, George, and I need to talk to you, Katie. Now."
I nodded and got up off my bed. Alicia and Katie stared at me. I left the room. Oliver and I were alone in the corridor. Something was wrong.
It was so good and now what? Something's wrong. DUN DUN DUN! So how do ya like the romance? It's gonna get better. Much better.