The Quidditch Master

Chapter 11

Meet Me In the Locker Room?

Katie stretched her arms out and yawned. A smile appeared on her face as she remembered what had happened yesterday with Oliver. She jumped out of bed and threw open the curtains that blocked the morning sun's rays.

"What a beautiful morning!" she shouted and threw her arms in the air.

"Put a sock in it," a muffled voice called from one of the beds.

Katie shrugged and walked to her trunk. She grabbed a set of robes and her uniform and went into the bathroom and shut the door.

Katie took a look at herself at groaned. Her hair was mussed and looked like she had just fallen out of her bed, her eyes had slight bags under them, and a small blemish was beginning to form on her chin. "Why must I always look like such a hag?" she asked herself before letting out another groan.

She pulled her fluffy red towel off of the towel rack and hung it on the bar beside the shower before turning the shower on and stepping in after taking all of her clothes off.

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"Katie!" Andrea banged on the bathroom door with her fist. "Hurry up! You've been in there for," she glanced down at her watch, "almost an hour already and the rest of us still need to take showers!"

"I'm almost done," Katie called back and shuffled around inside before opening the door and smiling at her friends.

"Whoa," Andrea said with wide eyes. "Are you…wearing makeup?"

Katie scowled at Andrea. "I've worn makeup before," she defended herself.

"Whoa," Andrea said again and threw her arms in the air. "I never said you didn't. It's just that you've never worn this much before."

"Oh," Katie replied. "Do I look okay?"

"You look better than okay!" Angelina shouted.

"She's right; you look great." Alicia gave Katie a huge smile. "Our little Katie's all grown up. She's trying to impress boys now!"

Katie scowled. "Am not!"

"Sure you aren't," Andrea patted Katie on the shoulder and gave her a sympathetic look before stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door.

"No fair," Alicia muttered.

Angelina, on the other hand, smirked. "So, Katie, who's this mystery guy that you're trying to impress?"

"I'm not trying to impress a guy!" Katie exclaimed a little too quickly.

"Don't worry, Katie. We know what its like. You don't have to tell us who if you don't want," Alicia replied with a pitying smile.

"Thanks," Katie muttered and looked around the room for her schoolbag. It was in the corner closest to the door. "I'll see you guys at breakfast, okay," she stated rather than asked before she grabbed her bag and opened the door and walked out.

Katie put the black messenger bag over her left shoulder as she walked towards the stairs. When she reached the stairs she stopped and peered over the railing. She cursed inwardly because she could only see half the room from her vantage point.

Katie checked her hair, makeup, clothes, and breath, before walking down the stairs as gracefully as she could. When she was on the fifth to last stair, she lost her balance and began to totter forward. Her arms flailed around in the air and a small yelp escaped from her mouth.

A pair of strong arms caught her just as she began to fall forward. "Try to be a little more careful next time, eh?" a deep, Scottish voice whispered into her ear.

Katie smile in spite of herself. "Oliver," she whispered breathlessly.

"At your service," he gently set her down and bowed. Oliver straightened and said, "What does that make it, twice I've saved you from the brink of death?"

Katie smiled and a light blush appeared in her cheeks. "I suppose that would be twice, wouldn't it?"

Oliver grinned. "By the way," he looked Katie up and down, "you look great!"

Katie's blush deepened. "Really?" she whispered.

"Would I lie to you?" he gave her a sincere smile.

Katie smiled back. "I hope not…"

Oliver gave her a wicked grin and leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "Meet me in the locker room when breakfast starts?" He stepped back and looked into her hazel green eyes with his own pleading, chocolate colored eyes.

Katie looked up at the ceiling, trying to appear thoughtful, but a goofy grin spread over her face and when she looked back at Oliver, it grew larger. "Okay," she murmured and took a quick glance at her watch. "I'll be seeing you again in approximately fifteen minutes."

Oliver grinned and glanced around the common room. It was practically empty, and the few students he did see there, were bent over books and pieces of parchment armed with quills in their hands. He looked at Katie and said very seriously, "I'm going to kiss you now."

Katie nodded and Oliver leaned in and gently placed his lips on hers. Katie smiled against his lips, but quickly pulled away when she heard some stomping over head followed by a "I can't believe she left without telling us what guy she's trying to impress!"

Katie looked at Oliver's huge grin because he recognized Angelina's voice and shrugged guiltily. "What can I say, I'm female. Now hurry," Katie gently pushed him away from the stairs and towards the commons area.

They both sank down on a red couch just in time to hear more loud complaints from Katie's friends followed by a chorus of hellos to both her and Oliver.

"I thought you were going to breakfast," Andrea asked Katie suspiciously.

"I was," Katie took a breath, "and then I saw old Ollie sitting alone over here and decided to talk to him until you guys came down. I figured we could all walk to breakfast together."

"If you say so," Andrea sank down on the lounge chair across from the red sofa Katie and Oliver were currently sitting on.

Oliver looked at his watch and stood up. "Sorry to leave you guys, but I got to go do something. I'll catch you all later?"

The four girls nodded and Oliver gave Katie one last longing look before heading out of the commons area.

"He is so sexy," Andrea said, watching Katie's reaction.

"I know," she replied dreamily while watching Oliver slightly bend his neck so his hair didn't touch the top of the portrait hole.

"Hmm?" Andrea arched an eyebrow.

"What was the question?" Katie asked, still in her dream state and still staring at the door Oliver had just left the room through.

"Katie?" Angelina snapped her fingers in Katie's face.

Katie snapped out of her dreamlike state and back into the wonderful world of Hogwarts. "What did you want?"

Andrea studied Katie for a moment. She knew there was something different about her today, beside the makeup, and she couldn't figure out what. Her studious look turned into an evil smirk as she thought about how she was going to figure out what it was. Snooping around was her first choice.

Angelina gave Katie a weak smile. "To ask you-"

Andrea cut Angelina off and finished the question for her. "-if you were feeling okay."

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" Katie snuck a quick peek at her watch. "Sorry girls, but I have to go. I'll see you in first." She waved and turned towards the portrait hole.

"Where is she going now?" Alicia asked as she watched Katie walk off.

"I have no clue, but," Angelina paused and looked at Alicia then Andrea, "I think it has to do with her mystery makeover."

"Ah," Andrea said, "the ever elusive makeover."

Alicia noticed the completely empty common room. "Er, I think its time to go to breakfast. We can continue this conversation later, when we have more details."

Andrea looked at her stomach and listened for a few seconds. When it emitted a low growl she nodded. "By the volume and length of my stomach's growl, I can tell you that it is around 7:30."

"I bet its not," Angelina muttered and looked at her watch. Her face scrunched up into a scowl, "How did you do that? It's 7:30 on the dot!"

"Elementary, my dear Johnson, elementary," Andrea replied with a smug grin.

Angelina rolled her eyes and walked towards the portrait hole. Alicia and Andrea followed.

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"Oliver," Katie called out cautiously as she walked into the locker room. "Oliver?"

Silence was the answer to her questioning call so she repeated herself. "Oliver?"

Silence again. Katie was beginning to get irked. "Oliver?" she cried out and stomped her foot. "This isn't funny!" She crossed her arms across her chest and shivered.

Still, silence was her only response. Katie decided if he wanted to play like that, then so could she. "Fine," she said aloud and walked into the girls changing area. The room was bare, and cold, so she went to her locker and pulled out the extra warm Gryffindor blanket she kept in it.

Katie shivered again and wrapped the blanket around her body and sat down the bench, with her back towards the door.

The atmosphere in the deserted locker room was still creepy. To lighten the load of eeriness and chase away some of her nervousness, Katie began to sing one of her favorite songs.

"When I met you in the restaurant you could tell I was no debutante.
You asked me what's my pleasure, "a movie or a measure?"
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming.
Dreaming is free.
I don't want to live on charity.
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?"

"Believe me," a low, hoarse voice whispered in her ear, "pleasure's real."

Katie smiled. "Is it now?"

"Most definitely," the voice whispered again.

"And how would you know this?"

"Well," the voice paused, "that's for me to know and you not to know."

"Oh, really?" Katie raised an eyebrow and turned around. "Oh my gosh!" she clapped her hand over her mouth. "It's Oliver Wood. I never expected to see you here."

"Enough with the dramatics," Oliver grinned and sat down beside Katie.

"So, Ollie," Katie punched him lightly on the arm, "why do big, strong men like you sneak up on poor, defenseless women like me?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Oliver averted his eyes from hers.

"Sure," Katie grinned. "Why did you want to meet me here?"

"I wanted to talk to you about, well, us."

"What do you mean?" Katie's eyes narrowed and she began to study Oliver.

"I," Oliver looked into Katie's eyes, "wanted to make sure you were serious about us and…

"And what?" Katie prompted.

"And that," Oliver paused and spit the rest of his sentence out, "youactuallywantedtobewithme."

Katie grabbed Oliver's hands in hers. "Of course I want to be with you. I just don't want to make it a big deal yet because I always have bad luck with relationships and you are my best friend and I don't want that to go away. Plus, your fan club would maul me if they saw me with you."

Oliver grinned. "Now that we've go that under control, do you want to go to breakfast?"

"Yeah, I am a little hungry."

"Good, I'm starving!" Oliver cried out as he stood up and pulled Katie up with him.

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Author's Note: Hey guys! I know that it's short and that it's been a while BUT I have some good excuses:

November 21 and 22: Sugar and Spice Soccer Tournament

November 24-28: Thanksgiving and my birthday (no access to a computer

November 29, 30 and December 1: Soccer Practice

December 2: Duran Duran concert (and I must say that it was awesome and enlightening and great)

December 3-5: In Columbus, GA for Red Star Tournament (no access to computer)

Good excuses, eh? Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and PLEASE review.

Thanks Harrys 1 Fan, IHopeForAnarchy, Seishi Sairensuno, ilikeoliverwood, Kathy, Lia06, Pia O'Leary, SnowHedwig and phat duck (6).

Harrys 1 Fan- I have been playing soccer since fourth grade. But I started playing Athena in seventh grade. You?

IHopeForAnarchy- I don't know what's gonna happen. Perhaps something bad… ::cackles evilly::

ilikeoliverwood- Visit what?

phat duck- Who's Gary Lue? But we lost that one soccer game (0-1) and ended up coming in third place (much better than last year, so I guess I can't complain) And thanks for all the reviews!!!

-ilovecaptainjacks