(I'm sad and sorry to say this will be the last chapter. However, there will be an epilogue, as I usually do when I end my stories, so make sure you check it out. And, I'll be starting 2, yes TWO, new stories, both Katie/Oliver, of course. So make sure you check those out. If you don't, I will hunt you down and force you to read them. So I hope this chapter is decent, it is in no means very good, but review anyway!)
"Good afternoon and welcome to today's match, Gryffindor versus Slytherin! Today's the big day that sums it all up. This match determines who will win the quidditch cup. Though we all know who's going to win-"
"All right, that's enough." Professor McGonagall's voice cut off Emily Jordan's.
I don't think I ever remember feeling as nervous as I did waiting for the match to begin. We had to win this year. We had to. Gryffindor hadn't won the cup in years. This was our year, we had to win.
The whistle blew and the match began. Adam and Alex started off passing the quaffle back in forth until it was intercepted. Alex took a bludger to the arm and I hit it back at a Slytherin Chaser, who dropped the quaffle to avoid it. Alex scored and after another round of passing, we were eventually up by 30.
All of a sudden, David let out a curse and I looked over to see him holding the back of his head. A Slytherin Beater had hit him on the back of the head with their bat. Unable to control my anger, I threw my bat at him. It hit him in the face and I could hear Adam laughing. The whistle blew and fouls and warnings were issued to each of our teams. Anna pulled off a great save and Adam scored our penalty shot.
WHACK! There was an "ooh" from the crowd as a bludger hit the Slytherin Keeper on the back of the head. Alex seized the opportunity and scored again. We were up by 50. That was enough. Veronica just needed to catch the Snitch……
6 fouls, 4 goals, and one injury later, Veronica was diving for the Snitch, the Slytherin Seeker at least 30 feet behind her…... …
"FOUL!"
A Slytherin Chaser threw the quaffle at Veronica, who veered off course. "No, no, no," I said.
"Andrew, do something!" Anna yelled at me. I barely heard her.
"Anna, duck!" I shouted. She ducked just in time to dodge a bludger which would have smacked her in the back of the head. I hit the bludger away from myself in an opposite direction. "Are you OK?" I called out, flying towards her.
"Yeah," she replied. Suddenly, the sound of cheering became so deafening, we covered our ears and turned around. Veronica was laughing and Adam and Alex had pulled her down in a hug.
"Did we win?" I shouted at Anna in disbelief. She nodded and began flying towards the ground and I followed after her. The whole team ended up in a heap on the ground and David and the twins began yelling less than friendly insults at the Slytherins, who leered at us.
"I can't believe we won!" Anna laughed from somewhere underneath me. "David, that's my arm you're crushing!"
Eventually, we stumbled up the stands until we reached Professor McGonagall, who handed Adam the Quidditch cup. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jenna watching me. Then I looked to my right and smiled as I watched Anna smile for a picture.
One thing the twins learned well from their parents is how to party. They somehow managed to get more candy and butterbeer beyond belief with the excuse that it's a Weasley secret.
Anyway, the partying lasted well into the night until Professors McGonagall and Longbottom showed up, telling us to go to bed. I was just about to make my way up to my dorm when an arm grabbed me and pulled me back. "Hey," Anna said. "Come on."
"What?"
"Come on! Let's go for a walk."
"A walk? Anna, it's way past curfew."
She gave me a look. "Do you really think I care?"
I smiled. "No."
She tugged on my arm and pulled me out of the common room.
3rd Person POV
"Katie, come on, we're going to be late!"
"Just a second, I'm coming!"
Katie came rushing out of the kitchen, slid across the floor, and tumbled over the sofa. Oliver winced and hurried to her aid. "Are you OK?"
Katie nodded as he helped her up. "I'm fine, I'm fine." She mumbled something and pulled a shoe on.
"You know what?" Oliver said suddenly. "I think we should take a night off."
"What do you mean?"
"Take a night off," Oliver repeated. "They can pull up some reserves. Come on, let's take a night off to ourselves."
"Ol, I-" Katie started.
"Please?" Oliver begged, wrapping his arms around her.
"OK, OK," Katie relented. "Fine."
Andrew's POV
"Andrew," Anna asked me. "What are you going to do when you grow up?"
"What, are you saying I'm immature?" I asked, pretending to look offended.
She gave me an innocent shrug. "No comment on that. But seriously, you only have 3 more years until you graduate."
"I know," I replied. "But I'm not too worried about it. I mean, there's only one thing I really want in my future." I studied her for a moment. "And that's you."
Anna began to laugh. "Since when did you become a hopeless romantic?" she laughed.
I shrugged. "No clue," I answered.
"Yeah, but you're going to be leaving a year before I do," Anna reminded me. "And if you play quidditch like I know you will, I mean, that's a lot of girls. And, I know that it's not like we've got the whole 'meant-to-be-soul-mates' thing going on, but…… And, I know that we're not even that serious and that we-"
"Anna, quit worrying about the future and think about the present," I said. "Because as of now, I don't want to think about anything else. I don't want to ruin the present with worries about what will happen next."
Anna smiled softly. "I guess you're right."
Back to 3rd Person POV
"So, where to now?" Oliver asked as the door to the restaurant closed behind him. Katie thought a moment.
"Let's go see the twins," she suggested. They made their way to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes where Fred and George were stocking shelves.
"Playing hooky?" George asked.
Katie shrugged. "Ol decided we needed a night off."
The twins smirked. "To do what?"
Katie kicked her foot out towards them and they stepped back.
"No need to get offensive," George muttered.
"You two will never grow up, will you?" Katie complained. The twins shook their heads in unison.
"Never."
"I guess the twins know us better than I thought," Katie said as Oliver kissed her.
"Well," Oliver said. "We've only known them for what…… most of our lives?"
"Yes, but still…… I didn't think they knew us well enough to predict our love life."
"They're Weasleys, they're unpredictable. Now shut up and kiss me."
Once again back to Andrew's POV
"Uh-oh," Anna suddenly said, pointing towards the ground a few feet away. "Mrs. Norris."
Mrs. Norris is the school cat that never dies. She's got to be at least 200 years old. Her owner, the old school janitor, died a few years ago so she just roams the halls. However, she's known for finding Mr. Rosin, the new janitor, and letting him know when students are up past curfew. "Run!" I whispered. I grabbed Anna's hand and pulled her through the corridors.
"I think we're OK," I said, looking over my shoulder as we neared Gryffindor Tower. We slowed to a walk and waited for one of the staircases to move.
"Who's there?" A voice said.
"Or not," Anna said quickly. We ran up the staircase and sprinted to the Portrait Hole.
"There you are!" the Fat Lady said. "It's way past curfew."
"Furnunculus!" Anna shouted urgently. The Fat Lady admitted us through and we sank onto a couch in the common room.
"OK," I said. "That was way too close."
Anna nodded in agreement. "I think we should stick to staying in here after curfew."
"By the way," I said. "I heard Jenna spent an hour is the girls' lavatory crying because you ruined her shirt."
(There you have it! Thanks so, so much to everyone who stuck with this story. Double thanks to those who reviewed. I sincerely hope you all check out my upcoming stories and the epilogue to this story, which I will be updating soon.)
