You and I

By: ProngsLivesOn125

Note: This is my first Oliver-Katie story, however not my first story. I have changed what year they are in for the sense of the story. (A/N I know what year they really are in, but bare with me people) The story starts out with Quidditch try-outs in Katie's second year, Oliver'sthird.Charlie Weasley is captain and is in his 7th year. The story will then change to Katie's 6th year, and Oliver's 7th after the try outs are over, I just wanted to set some background. Angelina, Alicia, Fred and George are also in their 6th year.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any other characters and I am not J.K. Rowling.

Chapter 1: What Quidditch Can Do To People

"Ok, who's next?" A tall, stocky boy with red hair called out to the next hopeful player. He was standing in front of a line filled with eager witches and wizards all clutching their broomsticks. It was Gryffindor Quidditch tryouts, and it was going to be brutal. Charlie Weasley had never been so unwilling to play Quidditch in his life. With Gryffindor loosing many of its players to graduation last year, it didn't look good for the students from the house of gold and maroon.

"I am" a second year girl replied enthusiastically. She was average height, for a twelve year old, and had green eyes and brown hair that feel past her shoulders.

"Your name and position please?" Charlie said.

"Katie Bell, chaser." Katie took him to be the captain and could tell that he was a Weasley. The read hair gave it away. The captain's tone was friendly as he showed her which way to go. There was a boy with auburn hair and chocolate-brown eyes who was behind him and scribbled down her name and position.

Katie walked over to the other Hogwarts kids standing on the quidditch field. There were some people she knew and some she didn't. She saw the ever lovable (if you could call them that ) Weasley twins. She knew they were trying out for beater. She saw her two best friends, Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet, ahead of her in the chaser line. More and more people were joining all the lines. There seemed to be a big turn out of players this year. They were all older than her and looked semi-confident in their quidditch skills. Shortly, there was no one left in line and quidditch captain Charlie Weasley began to speak.

"Okay," he started and then scratched his head and continued everyone. "I'm Charlie Weasley; I'm the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain this year. I play seeker. I'm glad to see a lot of people trying out this year, however, that means we'll have to make a lot of cuts. After last year, in which we lost the cup by 10 points, sadly, we lost a lot of good players. They'll be hard to replace, but I think we'll manage. The positions that are open this year are all three chasers, along with both beaters," He looked over at the other boy, and gave him a look as to say, 'what else should I mention?', but the boy with the auburn hair just looked back and shrugged his shoulders. "Oh yeah, this is Oliver wood, he's a third year; he plays keeper. Um why don't we get started?"

"Chasers, he said, "the far corner next to the goal post, beaters, lower field by the locker rooms, Oliver, go ahead and get in a goal." Everyone did they were told and soon there were multiple drills taking place while Charlie flew back and forth watching the try-outs. Eventually, he decided that out of six beaters, there were no better than his own brothers, Fred and George. He dismissed them and told them to look on the common room board where the results would be within the next two days. Now there were only the chasers left to choose. The chasers were now in lines of three passing back and forth and eventually trying to score on Oliver Wood. Small amounts of people were succeeding. However, the three girls were succeeding at scoring and when they didn't, Oliver was having a very hard time stopping them.

Charlie continued to watch, as the three girls scored again. He chuckled at Oliver who was looking at him in disbelief. Oliver was arguably one of the best keepers in Hogwarts and here three second years were scoring on him with out breaking a sweat. After just missing another goal, Charlie knew there was no one else who could compare to these three, even if they were only second years. They would eventually grow into their positions, and he could tell that they were the best of whoever had shown up. Charlie had found his team in only the first day of try-outs. Yeah, he thought to himself, today was good.

The next day everyone rushed down to the common room to see who made the team. There was a single piece of parchment that read:

Gryffindor Quidditch Team:

Seeker: Charlie Weasley

Keeper: Oliver Wood

Beaters: F. Weasley, G. Weasley

Chasers: A. Johnson, A. Spinnet, K. Bell

4 years later--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Come on! Come On! We're gonna be late! Wood's gonna kills us! Come on Katie get out of bed!" Angelina exclaimed pulling her gear over her head.

"Five more minutes," Katie mumbled into her pillow.

"No, now Katie!" Alicia exclaimed as she pulled the covers off from Katie's bed and dragged her over to her trunk. "Get dressed now or you'll be in deep shit!"

"Okay, okay." Katie quickly pulled out her quidditch robes and threw up her hair into messy ponytail and grabbed her broom stick and raced with her fellow chasers out of the dorm, past the Fat Lady, down the staircases, running by the Great Hall and flew out of the front doors down to the quidditch field.

Meanwhile, a very annoyed Oliver Wood was waiting at the pitch. Why was it that it was always his chasers that had to be late?

"Okay," he called loudly in his Scottish brogue to Harry, Fred and George "does anyone know where they are?" Oliver especially looked at the twins who were avoiding his eyes. "Fred, George? Care to explain?"

"We swear, Oliver, we don't know. You know us; we would never do anything with them when there was quidditch was the next day!" They both said at the same time. Oliver was going to say something but three girls dressed in maroon and gold interrupted him.

"Oliver, we are so sorry. Katie overslept and we couldn't get her up!" Angelina said, nodding at Katie.

"Yeah, Ollie, I'm real sorry!" Katie said, hoping to sound sincere even though she knew it wasn't completely her fault.

"Your late already, let's not wait anymore time. And don't call me that." Oliver said and swung his leg over the broomstick. "Harry, let the snitch out; Fred, George, let the beaters out, and you lot," he said looking at the girls, "get the quaffle and practice try and score."

Oliver proceeded to fly away towards the goal posts.

"He challenging us," Katie said. " he's trying to take us on!"

"Katie, what are you talking about? He just wants us to practice!" Alicia said, grabbing the quaffle and flying towards the goals. The other two chasers joined her and started to fly towards Oliver, passing the ball back and forth. It ended up at Katie and she shot it toward Wood and the goal, where Oliver sailed over and caught it effortlessly.

"You'll have to do a lot better than that!" he called taunting her.

Gosh, Katie thought, this is going to be a long day.

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