My trip was cut short, so I'm back early. Band camp for the next two weeks, though. Twelve whole hours a day of marching...in the hot sun (on the bus lot, which is, of course, black, making it all even hotter). Yuck. Oh well. I'll live. Been through it all before...

No one guessed where the title of the last chapter came from. But if you can tell me, I already have a pretty picture all ready to be dedicated to you. Jessica can tell ya how good it is. Can't ya, Jess? ^_~ Not like I'm trying to bribe you...or brag about myself.... O_o

Just out of curiosity, how many of you guys have been to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan? It's my favorite museum. Spent an entire six hours there looking at armor and mummies stuff. =D

Wow...already over 40 reviews for three chapters! My LotR fic has eleven chapters and only thirty six. I guess you all like this one, then? Well, who am I to keep you from reading the next chapter?

The Great Hall buzzed with chatter the next morning when Katie and Angelina entered. They took seats beside the twins, who were busy talking in hushed whispers to Lee Jordan. Wood was watching them with mild interest as he tore apart a piece of toast. Alicia had her nose buried in her potions book, last minute studying for an upcoming exam, and didn't see them.

"Sleep well?" Wood asked upon their arrival.

"Pretty well, I guess," answered a distracted Angelina; she was watching Lee.

"Katie?" He redirected the question to her.

"Not well at all," She shook her head and yawned.

"Oh?"

"Yeah," Before Katie could finish, owls flooded the Hall, bringing mail to their owners. A large barn owl landed in front of her and dropped a letter onto her plate. She picked it up and tore open the seal. After skimming through it, she groaned.

"What's wrong?" Oliver asked, picking up the letter from where his friend had dropped it.

"I have detention," She sighed. "For 'using magic on another student'."

"But you were defending yourself!"

"I doubt Snape would believe that. Look who signed it." Katie closed her eyes and began to bang her head softly against the table.

Wood glanced at the signature and sure enough, Snape's name was clearly written.

"Katie?" Alicia looked up and saw the afore mentioned Chaser beating her head down. "Um...What are you doing?"

The only answer she got was another thud. "Stupid, Bell!" she grumbled to herself as her head hit the wood once again. "Stupid!"

Wood handed Alicia the note and grabbed a handful of Katie's blond hair, stopping her from giving herself a concussion. "It won't be that bad, Kates."

"I am such an idiot!" she cried out in frustration. "I did just what I told you not to do, and look what happened!"

"You were angry, and he was about to do worse to you." He calmed. "At the very least he deserved a bit of embarrassment."

"Yeah, but at my cost! Snape won't give him detention!"

"No, but McGonagall will. C'mon," He stood and waited for Katie to do the same. "Let's start heading towards History of Magic."

Katie let out a dramatic sigh. "Hey, Ange?" she asked, following Oliver towards the doors. "I'll see ya later?"

Angelina looked up. "Of course. Save me a seat, would you? I'm going to eat a bit longer."

"Sure," She smiled and walked away - right into something. She glanced up and growled angrily.

Flint leered down at her. "In trouble now, are you?"

"No," Katie's eyebrows knitted together as she glared at him.

"Well, you will be," The Slytherin captain grabbed her arm and squeezed it painfully. "No one does something like that to me and gets away with it."

She gasped in pain and jerked her limb away. "Get away from me," she hissed.

"Now why would I listen to you?" he asked fiercely as he took a step closer. Katie stumbled back, noticing with a bit of fright that no one at the two nearby tables noticed anything odd between the two students.

At that moment, Wood came to her rescue. "C'mon, Kates, lets go," He grabbed her arm and tugged her away.

Flint backed off, but not before he could whisper, "You will pay for what you did, Bell," He glared at them both, his dark eyes holding malevolence.

Katie blanched as Oliver dragged her off.

"Oh, Oliver," she cried softly once they were in the nearly deserted hallway, "What have I done?" She dropped her bag, it's contents falling across the floor. Her mind refused to focus on anything but the encounter moments before.

"It's all right, Katie," Wood said as he stooped over to help her gather her things. "He wouldn't dare do anything, I'm sure."

Katie just nodded as she absentmindedly shoved her books into her school bag. Wood handed her wand over, which had rolled by his foot. Stuffing it into her pocket, she shouldered the bag and sighed. As they stood he looked at her face, which had just barely paled.

"Hey," he whispered soothingly. He cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to meet his eyes. "I won't let him hurt you, if that's what you're afraid of." His voice was soft.

Katie swallowed and nodded. "I know,"

Oliver released her face and slid an arm protectively around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She didn't resist, but he could feel her tense at the contact. This confused him. What is bothering her? he wondered as they continued walking towards the classroom.

Before he had a chance to ask her, though, a large crowd left the Great Hall and flooded through the halls on their way to classes. His question would have to wait until later, then.

***

History of Magic passed as it always did...slowly. The seventh years left with a good deal of homework, much to their dismay.

"Can you believe it?" Angelina sighed as she stood and waited for Katie. "An entire report on the Goblin Revolutions. We learned about the Goblin Revolutions in second year! I don't remember a thing! All because of those stupid tests!"

"And with Quidditch practice almost every night." Katie added, "How are we ever going to finish?"

"Why don't we go to the library after dinner tonight?" Angelina suggested as they left the room and walked down the hall towards the dungeons.

"We have practice at seven, remember?" her friend said, frustrated.

"Let's leave dinner early, then." The black girl pushed stray braids from her face. "That way we can at least get something done, right?"

"Okay, sounds good to me," Katie nodded.

"What sounds good?" Wood asked, catching up with his teammates.

"We're going to the library for a few minutes after dinner tonight to get started on the paper for Binns." Angelina informed him.

"But what about Quidditch?" The captain raised his eyebrows.

"That's what we mean by 'a few minutes after dinner', silly." She shook her head. "We'll be at practice."

"But," Katie added, "You work us all so much - and every day! - we probably won't finish the report anyway."

"You can do it on Sunday," Wood said innocently.

Katie and Angelina snorted. "Sure, okay,"

The blond shook her head. "You and your Quidditch obsession, Wood,"

Angelina stopped walking. "Uh oh," she said quietly, "I've left my potions book upstairs. I'll be right back!" With that, she turned and ran off back up the hall.

Katie laughed quietly and kept walking to her next class. Wood shook his head.

"That girl seems to forget at least one thing every day," he said.

"Yeah," Her laughter subsided and her mood became darker when they descended the stair leading to the dungeons. "I hate potions," she said. "And it doesn't help much that we have to take it with the Slytherins."

"Look on the bright side," Wood suggested. "At least you have the class with me."

Katie laughed. "You are very full of yourself, Mr. Wood."

"Ah, but not as much as you may think, Miss. Bell."

"Really now?" Katie bumped him with her hip, making him stagger for a few steps. He laughed and put an arm around her waist, as he usually did.

"Remember: Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow you may die." He said sagely.

"What in the world does that have to do with anything?"

"I...don't know." He nodded once.

Katie smiled and leaned against him. "You are very wise, my all-powerful captain."

"Why thank you,"

They didn't have time to say anything more; they had arrived at Snape's classroom. Many of the students were already there. Percy sat near the back with Alexander, his and Oliver's other roommate. Flint and one of his fellow chasers and keeper sat at a table near the center of the room. A black haired girl was latched onto Flint's arm, smiling stupidly. The captain whispered something in her ear; she giggled and nodded.

Flint looked up at the two and grinned as Katie kept her eyes down. Oliver ignored him as well, making his anger rise. He turned to his little group and said something; they started laughing.

Angelina rushed inside and took a seat beside Katie, who had followed Oliver to Percy and Alexander. Her cheeks were flushed from her run, but she put her book down in front of her as she pulled some parchment and a quill from her bag.

"All right, there, Ange?" Katie asked her friend.

"Sure," She nodded. "I thought class would have already started."

"You made it just in time," And so she had. Snape strided into the room and everyone fell silent.

"You have an exam at the end of the week over the past five potions you should have learned to make." He looked around at the class. "I don't think I need to remind you how important the rest of your exams will be. Everything on them shall be on your N.E.W.T.S. at the end of the year, which I expect you all to do well on."

Katie saw Oliver's fingers clasp together; he didn't do too well in this class and was nervous about what was coming. She placed her hand on his own under the table and noticed his fingers slightly unclench.

"Today," the professor continued, "you will break into threes and make a sleeping draft. One person from your group will test it. Come to me for the antidote, after I've seen both your potion and the one asleep."

The class did as they were told. Angelina, Katie and Alyssia were in the same group. Potions was Alyssia's best subject, so the other two were comfortable with the assignment. Wood, on the other hand, was grouped with Percy and Alexander. All three were pretty hopeless, especially Oliver, who kept dropping the ingredients.

Snape took notice of this and swooped over to them. "You've added too many dragon scales!" he snapped. Oliver shrank back, clearly intimidated. "With this potion, you'll give your partners purple skin! Start over!" He waved his wand and the liquid in the cauldron disappeared.

Flint laughed from a nearby table. "What's the matter, Wood?" he taunted, "Can't make a simple potion?"

Oliver peered over into the other's cauldron. The potion inside was gray, not the correct bluish color. "Looks like you can't either," Flint flushed angrily at the comment and turned away.

"Detention, Mr. Wood!" Snape barked.

"But, Professor -" Oliver stammered, jumping slightly, "What did I do?"

"Fighting with another student, just like someone else from your house," he spat with a look to Katie. "And five points from Gryffindor for talking back to your teacher."

Wood gaped at the professor's retreating back. "What was that?" He turned to Percy, who had a similar look on his face. Alexander had backed away and was standing behind the Weasley.

Katie, Angelina, and Alyssia looked on, shocked. It was no secret that Snape disliked some of the Gryffindor students, but had never done anything so...mean to this class before.

The rest of the class passed without a hitch, and soon enough, it was time to leave. The students gathered their belongings and rushed from the room. Before Katie and Oliver could leave, though, Snape called them to his desk.

He stood behind it, glaring at them, as they approached. "You shall both serve your detention tonight. Come to this classroom directly after dinner." He paused. "You both will be reorganizing the shelves at the back, including transferring all of the ingredients into new containers and putting them back in alphabetical order. It will most likely take a few hours."

"Professor -" Wood started to say. He was interrupted.

"That means no practice for your team tonight, since their captain will be absent."

Wood looked ready to yell out in anger, but Katie coughed and he rethought his decision.

"Yes, Professor," she said as politely as she could. She picked up her bag.

Snape nodded, dismissing them. Katie took Oliver's hand and led him from the room.

"I can't believe this!" Wood cried. "No Quidditch tonight because of a detention I don't deserve!"

"Oh, hush," Katie scolded playfully. "We could have gotten much worse than having to work on those shelves."

"I guess you're right," He sighed and slipped his arm around her waist again.

"And look on the bright side," She stopped walking and looked up at her friend. "At least you have the detention with me."

Oliver laughed and let his hand snake through her hair, which she had left down that morning, wrapping the blond tresses around his fingers. "I do believe I said nearly the same thing to you earlier today."

Katie smirked up at him. "Indeed."

Oliver was suddenly overcome with a very strong urge to pull her against him and kiss her simpering lips, right there in the middle of the hallway for all to see. He quickly released her, but the appealing thought didn't leave. He had been battling with this strong desire for a long three years now, and it hurt every time he refused to obey.

"Wood?" Katie asked, noticing a strange look in his eyes as he removed his warm arm from her waist, dragging his other hand rather reluctantly from her hair. "What's wrong?"

"I..." He stopped and shook his head. "Nothing. C'mon, let's get going."

She followed him down the hall, minding the fact that he was keeping a bit more distance between them than usual. Not to mention the absence of an arm around her. Katie smiled and reached her own arm up and around his shoulders, pulling him close to her. He was a good bit taller than she, making this difficult.

"Come now, Oliver." she whispered, "I know you well enough that it's not 'nothing' bothering you. Tell me what's wrong."

Wood thought quickly. There was no way out of this one, but he wasn't going to tell her that all he wanted to do was take her in his arms and never let go. "I'm worrying about potions," It wasn't really a lie, he was nervous about that as well. "I've never done well in that class."

Katie knew that this wasn't the whole truth, but she didn't push him further. "Pay it no mind. I'll help you study, if you'd like."

"I'd love that," In more ways than one, he added silently.

***

That day after Transfiguration, Katie and Oliver went up to Professor McGonagall. Neither knew quite what to say about the matter at hand, but knew it had to be mentioned.

"Professor?" Katie asked quietly. "Can we talk to you for a minute?"

"Of course, Miss Bell, Mr. Wood." The older woman smiled kindly at them. "What is on your mind?"

"Well...um..." Katie stammered over her words. Wood stood at her side, equally nervous. "It's about what happened to me on Saturday..."

"Yes?" McGonagall prompted.

"Marcus Flint..." Wood put in, but stopped once the name slipped from his mouth.

The professor watched her students, a bit confused. "Wood?" She raised an eyebrow.

"He tried to poison me." Katie said bluntly.

"What?" McGonagall looked shocked.

"With a potion -"

"A not well made potion-"

"Put it in her water during a practice -"

"I didn't notice at the time -"

A jumble of words poured out before the teacher held up a hand. "This is a very serious accusation, you two. How do you know this?"

"I - I heard him say it...in the hallway that night." Wood said.

"And you are positive it was Mr. Flint?"

"Yes." He said this inarguably.

Professor McGonagall nodded. "Very well then. I will be sure to bring this up with Professor Dumbledore. I will see to it that he is properly punished, with more than just detention." She winked at them before saying, "Thank you for informing me of this. Now go on, you don't want to be late to your next class."

***

The rest of the day flew by. Wood talked to the twins in the hall on the way to one of his classes about the canceled practice, and asked them to give word to Alicia and Harry. Angelina was a bit upset about having to start the report alone, but was glad about being able to have more time to work.

Dinner came all too soon and passed much too quickly. The dreaded detention drew closer and closer. While talking and laughter fluttered on around them, Oliver and Katie were both silent. Eventually it came time to part with their friends as the two made their way through the chilled dungeons and into the cold classroom.

Snape was already waiting for them He sat at his desk, looking over an assignment one of his classes had turned in. "It's about time," he said, standing. "The new jars are on the back counter. Make sure you label everything, and then place it back on the shelf in its correct alphabetical placement. There are over three hundred ingredients in that cabinet, so don't expect an early return."

Katie and Oliver glanced at each other before the professor continued.

"I have to go see to some matters concerning my house's Quidditch team." Snape glared at the two students in turn. "I shall be back within an hour." He swept from the room, leaving two angry Gryffindor Quidditch players in his wake. He closed the door behind him, a baleful thud echoing through the halls.

"Well..." Katie looked around, noticing the jars and labels behind them. "I guess we should get started, then."

The first few minutes passed in an awkward silence, neither knowing what to say. Katie knew that Wood was furious at having to be here, she could see it as well in his jerked movement. She sighed and continued putting a label on a jar containing dried aloe leaves, adjusting her legs into a more comfortable sitting position.

"Look, Wood," She said a bit later, "We're about halfway done."

He only nodded, keeping his head bent over another jar.

"Please, Oliver," Katie sighed and reached out to take his hand. "Let's talk about something. This silence is killing me!"

"All right then," he said as he looked up at her, his brown eyes sparkling as he smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I'm just frustrated, is all."

"Well then," Katie said, "What can we talk about to help you calm down? It's not fun to be frustrated."

Oliver laughed at her tone. She sounded much too cheerful at a time like this, stuck in his least favorite classroom with the terrible smell of dried flesh and herbs floating around the room.

He thought for a moment before saying, "The next Hogsmeade weekend is coming up,"

"Yeah," Katie smiled as she released his hand to start working again. "I suppose you'll spend the entire time in the Quidditch shop, huh?"

"Well, no actually." Katie stared up at him, a feigned look of shock on her face. Wood laughed. "I need to find a replacement Transfiguration book. Fred turned mine into a crane; it flew away before he could change it back. I was thinking of going to the bookshop by Honeydukes to buy a new one."

"Ah," Katie laughed. "A crane, huh? Never trust your things in the hands of the Weasley twins. You don't always get them back in one piece, if you get them back at all. I guess you've learned that the hard way."

"Indeed," Oliver looked up.

Katie had turned back to another label and didn't notice as he stared at her for quite a while. He watched as her eyes darted from the old label to the new one, her long lashes dark against her peachy cream skin. Her full lips moved as she silently repeated letters and words to herself. Her hair had been pulled back to keep it out of her face, and a long braid fell down her back, the blond standing out against her black robes.

She seemed to not know how beautiful she was. Many other girls would kill to have her hourglass figure, or exquisite skin. Oliver knew that she wasn't as perfect as he made her seem or as others may think, but knowing all of her flaws just made him love her even more. He was hopeless.

***

The detention took all of three and a half hours, and the two walked slowly back to the common room once they were finished. Oliver mumbled the password and they both trudged inside.

Many of the other Gryffindors were still awake. Angelina was talking with Lee while Alicia was laughing at Fred and George. Harry and the younger Weasley, Ron, sat with Hermione as they worked on homework. The other students were laughing, talking, doing homework, or playing games. Katie flopped down on a couch in front of the warm fire. Wood sat down beside her.

"See?" the chaser asked, "That wasn't so bad."

"It was torture." Wood said seriously.

"Oh, come!" Katie laughed and lightly punched his arm. "You're only sour because you couldn't play Quidditch this afternoon."

"Maybe so," He smiled widely at her. "Would you do something for me, Katie?"

"Of course. What would you like?"

"Sing something for me."

"What?" She startled. Sing? In front of all these people?

"Please?" Oliver pouted at her.

"Why?"

"Your voice is calming, and I need to be calmed."

Katie paused and thought about her next move. "Actually, I have a better idea," She stood and pulled out her wand. She waved it towards her dorm and almost instantly the light sounds of a string quartet drifted down.

The people around the room quieted as the music became louder, becoming a lively Scottish jig.

"Come, Oliver," Katie smiled. "Dance with me. Let your Scottish heritage show!"

"What?!" Wood looked up at her, his eyes wide in disbelief. What in the name of Godric Gryfindor was she doing?

"Oh, come on!" Katie grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet and over to an area of the room where there was no furniture. "We took the class together, so I know you can!"

The students cleared back, giving them room. Katie jumped to her toes and raised her arms above her head. She switched her weight to her left foot, letting her right point on the ground behind her.

"Come on, Oliver! This is for you, not me!"

Wood smirked and walked out to her side. He moved to position himself like his friend. Katie smiled at him. The music got a bit louder. The two jumped simultaneously to the down beat and followed the traditional moves for this particular song. They twirled around each other, twining their fingers together as they did so.

They let go and jumped apart, only to move together again. Their feet tapped the ground as they danced, keeping time. Their robes swirled around them, giving it all a 'magical' effect, so to speak.

All their worries left as the music surrounded them. The students watching began to clap with the beat, enjoying this once in a lifetime show. Katie laughed happily; Oliver smiled widely, a sparkle in his eye as he watched his friend.

The music ended. They struck a pose, standing back-to-back with one foot pointing in front, one hand in the air and the other to the side. Their housemates clapped wildly, talking and laughing about what had just happened; someone even snapped a photo, probably the Creevey kid. They slowly went back to what they were doing before, but didn't forget the dancing couple.

Katie and Oliver were panting, thoroughly out of breath, but happy.

"I haven't done that in years!" Wood exclaimed as he sat back down.

Katie smiled at him. "Do you feel better now?"

"Much," He sighed contentedly and leaned back. "Thanks for doing that, Kates."

"You're welcome, Oliver." She looked down at him. His eyes were closed, a small smile on his lips. "I'm going to go get ready for bed now. I'll see you in the morning."

Before she could leave, though, Wood jumped to his feet and wrapped her in a large hug. "We should do that more often. I've forgotten how much fun it is."

Katie laughed. "If I remember correctly, you called it 'stupid'."

"Hey, I was young." He pulled the tie from her hair and unbraided it, running his fingers through the smooth locks. "I have a deeper...appreciation...for it now. But, really, Katie. Thank you."

"You're welcome," She returned the hug before pulling back slightly. "Now, I would like to get some sleep, if you don't mind."

"Of course," Oliver pulled her back to him and placed a lingering kiss her forehead. "Goodnight, then,"

Katie stepped from his arms as he released her. "Goodnight, Wood," She smiled at him as she backed away. He saw Angelina scurry after her, a large grin plastered on her sweet-featured face.

"Katie!" Angelina laughed. "I didn't know you could do that! It was so cool! Especially with you two." She nodded toward Wood, who had sat back down. "I knew you liked him."

Katie didn't say anything in her defense; she did like him. Well, more correctly, as she had figured out the night before, she loved him.

They walked up to their dormitory, chatting about the day's events. Alyssia and Elizabeth were already asleep when they entered.

"Oh, Katie!" Angelina suddenly exclaimed, just able to keep her voice down. "Guess what?"

"What?" Katie asked, playing along.

"Lee asked me to go to Hogsmeade with him! Isn't that wonderful?"

"He did?" Katie smiled. "Well, I guess I don't have to play matchmaker now."

Angelina laughed. "You really were going to get us together?"

"I was going to try," The blond nodded.

"Thanks anyway." The black girl pulled on her pajamas and climbed into bed.

"I'm happy for you, Ange," her friend said sincerely as she, too, got into her bed, which was next to her friend's.

"Thanks," Angelina rolled over to face Katie. "Since you seem to have finally come to your senses about Wood, I think I should tell you that he's had a crush on you since our second year, probably even longer." Before Katie even had time to process what she had just said, she pulled the curtains closed around her bed.

***

Oliver sat in the common room much later that night. Everyone else had gone to bed, leaving him alone in front of the fire. Even the candles and lamps around the room had flickered lower, letting the fire itself be the main source of light.

Wood leaned back into the scarlet loveseat. A book was open on his lap, but he was paying it no attention. His mind was filled with thoughts of Katie, which was not unusual these days. The image of them dancing together kept playing again and again.

They had taken the class together when they were nine and ten, due to his mother's persistence. Actually, both mothers played a part in getting her child to take lessons with the other.

Katie had quickly agreed, much to her mother's relief. At that age, the young Bell had a good amount of energy, and was constantly bouncing around one of their houses. Oliver, on the other hand, hadn't wanted to. It was hard enough to make him play the oboe. Dancing was just going too far. It was thanks to his own mother and Katie herself who finally convinced him to take the lessons.

The quiet opening and closing of a door brought him back to the present. He looked up and saw Katie (she seemed to appear every time he wanted her to) coming slowly down the stairs from her dormitory. She was clothed in a long teal robe over a low-cut red tank top and gold flannel pants.

Katie noticed him watching her and smiled as she came to sit beside him on the small couch. "Why are you still down here?" she asked quietly.

"Didn't feel like going up," Wood said. He was still staring at her, taking pleasure in the way firelight played on her skin, making her seem to glow. "What about you?"

"Couldn't sleep, like usual. I've got a lot on my mind." She sighed and broke the eye contact as she leaned into the soft cushions. "Oliver?" Her voice was serious. "Do you..." She stopped, not wanting to ask about what Angelina had said to her earlier but craving a confirmation that he did indeed like her. "Do you...still want me to help you study for potions?"

It took Oliver a few moments to answer. He averted his gaze and looked into the fire. "Yeah, if you could."

"Sure,"

Silence fell between them. Katie yawned before Wood spoke.

"Tired, are you?" He smiled.

"Just a bit," She yawned again.

"Maybe you should go back up and sleep." he suggested.

"What, are you trying to get rid of me?" She smiled slyly at him.

"No, of course not."

Katie shook her head, still smiling. "Besides, I can just as easily fall asleep down here with you."

"I wouldn't mind that," Oliver put his arm in its usual place around her waist. He was a bit startled when his fingers met her exposed skin; her pajama pants rested low on her hips, leaving a sliver of skin below her shirt. She snuggled up next to him and laid her head on his shoulder.

Silence fell again. After a few minutes, Oliver noticed that Katie's breathing had slowed. He looked down at the girl leaning on him. She was asleep. He smiled to himself and put his other arm around her, pulling her close enough so that she was curled in his arms. He rested his head on hers as he, too, fell asleep.

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