"Game Plan"
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and elements from the Harry Potter series belong to J.K. Rowling.
Oliver was waiting in an armchair near the fire when Katie returned to the Gryffindor common room. She sat in Oliver's lap, snuggling close. "He kissed me tonight," she announced quietly.
"I've got to give him credit, when he decides on a plan, he executes it properly. I always thought Flint's idea of seduction was to pin the unfortunate person to the wall and have his way with them," Oliver said.
Kaite laughed, and pushed away the mental image Oliver's words had created. Such thoughts could wait until she was alone in her bed. She had to give her captain her report. "He still thinks he's in control. He hasn't realized I've been luring him on."
"He's too arrogant to consider that we've known what he was up to all along."
Katie snorted, "As if Marcus Flint in the library nearly every night wasn't suspicious."
Oliver laughed. "When you first told me, I thought he was trying to cast some curse on you. Who'd have believed he was trying to seduce one of my players? He must really think highly of himself."
"Typical Slytherin," Katie said.
"Are you sure you're okay with this, Katie?" Oliver asked, wondering whether this was one of those times when he was more focused on Quidditch than on people.
"Absolutely, Ollie, don't worry about it," she replied, ruffling his hair. "I can't wait to see the look on Flint's face when he realizes we've turned the tables on him." She grinned at him, "Besides, you'd do the same."
"Only for the sake of the team," Oliver protested. "No, really, Flint's hardly my kind of man."
"Yeah, you'd think of Quidditch while you ran your tongue all over those big muscles of Flint's," Katie teased him.
Oliver covered his ears, "My virgin ears don't need to hear what you're planning to do to Flint."
"Don't worry, Oliver," Katie said seriously, "I won't let it get that far."
Oliver kissed her forehead. "Be careful, Katie."
"I will, I won't forget it's Marcus Flint I'm dealing with." She smiled, "Though it'll be fun to watch him jump through a couple of hoops." She kissed his cheek. "See you in January."
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