(I'm telling you now, this chapter is short. I'm so sorry, but I really wanted to get it up ASAP. Sorry about the delay, but we were without power for a week. It was a nightmare. Our house was 40 degrees inside and we had no internet. Sorry, but I'm an internetoholic. Anyway, I apologize for the briefness of this chapter and I hope you all won't form a mob and chase me with pitchforks and torches. Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! Oh, and thanks to everyone who read my latest one-shot.)

I guess guilt got the better of me because 10 minutes later, I found myself looking for Anna. I didn't find her, but I found her friend, Tina. "Tina!" I shouted down the corridor. She turned around, looked at me, and kept on walking. "Hey, wait!" I yelled again. I caught up with her and she turned around and sighed.

"What?"

"Why is Anna so mad at me?" I asked.

"Why do you think?" she snapped.

"I don't know," I said, getting frustrated. "You tell me! You're her friend!

"Well you're her best friend."

We stopped our arguing. "Just tell me why," I begged.

"You just don't get it, do you, Wood?" she sighed.

"Get what?"

She groaned and began walking again. "Hey!" I exclaimed. I caught up with her again. "Just tell me."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I actually care about Anna," she said. "And she doesn't want you to know. I don't know why and I think it's stupid, but I respect that." She pushed past me and disappeared into the lavatory.

Why do girls have to be so bitchy?


I flew past David with the quaffle, dodged a bludger he hit at me, and scored. I cheered as he cursed. "OK, OK," he said. "Rematch, winner takes all."

"You're on," I said, turning my broomstick around.

"Andrew!"

We looked down and I spotted Jenna standing below us, waving. "I'll be right back," I said, leaving David in the air.

Jenna smiled at me as I landed. "I need some help with that gillyweed essay," she said. "Want to help me?"

"Of course," I answered. "Just let me put my broom away."

"You're a really good flier," she said as we headed towards the locker rooms. "But I guess you would be."

"Yeah, my parents tried to teach me how to fly before I could even walk," I told her. I put my broom away and we headed back towards the castle.

Coming back from the library, I saw Anna's retreating back, headed down the corridor. "I've got to go," I told Jenna. "I'll see you later."

"Wait!" she said, grabbing my hand. "Where are you going?"

"I have to talk to Anna," I said.

She frowned. "I don't understand why you like her."

"She's my friend," I told her. "You just need to get to know her a little more."

She rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll see you later."

I nodded and hurried down the corridor. I turned a corner and spotted Anna. I called after her and she turned around. "What is it?" she asked.

"Why are you so mad at me?" I asked her.

"I'm not."

"Oh, and that's why you've been giving me the cold shoulder?"

"Why do you care?" she suddenly asked.

"Because……. I don't know. Because you're my best friend."

"Exactly," she said.

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

She sighed. "Nevermind. Don't worry about it. It's no big deal. I've just been nervous lately. You know, about the upcoming match."

"Oh, so you're not mad?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Oh, ok," I said, relieved. "Then I'll see you later. I'm going to go find Jenna again."

3rd Person POV

"How are you feeling?" Oliver asked Katie, who was lying on the couch.

"I'm fine, just like I told you the first 50 times," Katie replied. "In fact, I'm going shopping with Angie in a bit."

Oliver smiled and shook his head. "Fine, spend all my money," he said. "See if I care if we end up living in a box on the streets."

Katie laughed. "You're the one who insisted on all those extra tests at St. Mungo's," she reminded him.

"I only wanted to be sure your ankle was all right," Oliver defended.

Katie smiled and kissed him. "Well, I'm fine," she said. "So you can stop worrying."

He kissed her back. "Sorry," he said. "But it's my duty as your loving and faithful husband."

Katie smiled. "Fine, just don't start hyperventilating like the time I was pregnant. I thought you were going to need CPR or something."

Later that afternoon, Katie returned home and collapsed back on the couch. "I forgot how much Angie likes shopping," she said. "We went everywhere, from Salley's Shoes to Madame Caliente's."

"Madame what?" Oliver asked.

"Madame Caliente's. It's a lingerie store."

"Oh really?"

Katie tossed a pillow at him. "Don't you even."

Oliver laughed. "We'll see about that."

(Like I said, I feel really bad that it's so short and pointless. I'll make the next one extra long to make it up to you. I'll get it up ASAP but I have 5 tests tomorrow and a game and a lot of reading to do. Thanks so much for reading and review!)