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Chapter 6: Go Out With Me?

Summary: Oliver sums up his courage to ask Katie out to Hogsmeade. Unbeknownst to him, Roger has also asked Katie. Whom shall she choose?

:::Oliver's POV:::

"WAKE UP OLIVER!" Fred shouted into my ear.

Groaning, I yawned and opened my eyes. Wait a minute, why am I in the bloody common room with this bloody blanket on me?

"Out with it Liverboy. What are you doing with Kat's blanky?" George demanded.

"Katie's blanket? I dunno. Seriously." I added, seeing the unbelieving looks on their faces.

"Yeah, and we're Snape's best-behaved children. Spit it out." The twins can be so protective sometimes.

"Don't bother him anymore, Weasleys. I put it on him last night. He fell asleep while helping me to do my essay. Thanks for your concern, though," the black-haired goddess reprimanded her minions, then kissing them on the cheek.

I swallowed hard. Merlin, how I wish to be Fred or George now. Katie turned around, winked and sat next to me.

"Thanks Ollie, for your help last night," Katie gave me a small smile.

"No problem. Thanks too," I managed to reply.

"Hogsmeade next week," Kates murmured absently, staring at the blazing fire.

Hogsmeade! This might just be my chance…

"Well, best be going for class. Don't want to be late again," Kates got up and joined Angie and Al outside the portrait hole.

I went to change, all the while thinking (and debating with myself) about the possibility that Kates would go out with me.

:::End Oliver's POV and Start Katie's POV:::

Together with Angie and Al, I headed to Transfiguration. We were learning about transfiguring goblets into diamonds. I, being quite good at the subject, had a glittering heap of the precious stones halfway through the lesson.

"Oh, I hate this!" Al was practically howling next to me, not having transfigured her goblet into a diamond.

The next moment, all of us (except Fred, who was worried sick)were giggling at George's transfiguration of Angelina into a mouse. Angie squeaked indignantly at George, who handed her gingerly to Fred.

Muttering the counter-spell, McGonagall turned Angie back. Fred found himself with an angry Angelina on his lap.

"GEORGE WEASLEY, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Angie shrieked, lunging at the culprit, who was hiding behind Alicia.

Later at lunch, we recounted the incident to Ollie, who choked on his sandwich.

"I only wanted to cheer Al up," the twin protested.

"At MY expense!" Angie turned an angry red, shooting a death glare at the Weasley.

I wanted to kick them for being so childish. So I did. The only problem was that I kicked Ollie instead.

"OWWWWWWWWW! My sainted aunt!" the poor boy cried, clutching the injured part of his anatomy in agony.

"I'm so sorry, Ollie!" I all but wailed. "I wanted to kick Angie but…"

Oops. Before I knew it, every girl in Ollie's fan base plus Angie was staring daggers at me.

Damn it. Blame it on my stupid big fat mouth. Yeah, Katie, blame it on the mouth.

"Ermmm… Katie, let's go now," Fred, George and Al pulled me away before I got hurt by anyone.

"OW!" Too late. A sixth-year Ravenclaw had just kicked me in the right ankle.

"Come on," Al yanked on my arm. I had no choice but to hobble away.

:::On the Way to Potions:::

"Ow!" I groaned.

Hobbling my way down to Potions was very painful for me as the ankle gave searing pains every time I put the foot on the ground. The long staircase down made it even more difficult.

"Need help, Katie?" Roger Davies called from behind.

"N…No thanks," I replied, my pride answering for me.

Without a sound, the handsome Quidditch Captain swept me off my feet. I mean that literally. Handsome? Did I really think that?

"Thanks," I murmured.

"No need. It's an honor helping a pretty damsel like yourself, Ms Bell," he said with a hint of a smile on his lips.

I blushed again, turning a brilliant shade of red.

Outside the classroom, he put me down, muttered a spell and my ankle was OK.

"Thanks." I looked at him.

"It's OK," Roger offered an easy smile.

"D'you think you'd want to go out with me next week? Hogsmeade?" He blurted out, blushing a little.

I was taken totally by surprise and said "No" . Well, I would if someone asks me that unexpectedly.

"Oh, it's alright then," he was disappointed and turned away.

"Roger, wait!" I caught up with him. "It's just that I need to think about your question for a little while."

"I'll wait then," he looked visibly lightened.

I walked into the dungeons. To my disbelief, Snape was not there yet! I went over to my two friends.

"I'm sorry Angie." Angie looked appeased.

"Want to know why Snape isn't here yet?" Al knew what I was going to ask.

"Flint got into that Vanishing Cabinet. Makes sense who did it," Angie looked pointedly at the oh-too-innocent-looking twins seated across us.

"What, us?" Fred feigned a voice filled with horror.

"How could you?!" George chimed in.

Waving them away, I told Angie and Al about Roger.

"Katie, you gotta say yes," Angie squealed.

"Hey, I just broke up with Cedric…" I stated matter-of-factly.

"…and you don't want a serious relationship yet," Al finished for me, rolling her eyes.

"Think about it, girl!" They urged.

:::Day before Hogsmeade:::

I was still fretting over Roger's question. Angie and Al kept telling me to accept. To make matters more complex…

In the Common Room, 30mins Ago

Ollie was behaving weirdly. Instead of reading his plays, he was staring at the floor muttering to himself.

I, being a nosy parker, went closer to listen.

"…you dumb idiot! Can't even ask her without blushing like a beetroot! Just go ask, dammit!"

Oh, I see. Oliver wanted to go out with someone for Hogsmeade but can't ask! Wonder who can make him so nervous…

Whoa,… was that jealousy? Bad Katie, he's your friend only.

"OLLIE!" I startled him.

"Geez! Kates, don't DO that!" Ollie looked awfully like a porcupine, with his brown hair sticking up like quills. A rather cute porcupine though…

"Who's the lucky girl?" I asked him curiously.

"Huh?" he did not know what I was talking about.

"Who're you planning to ask, Ollie?"

"N…No one in particular," he was stammering, a sign of lying.

"I heard everything." Merlin, did I have to resort to this?

"OK, I'll tell you, since you know," he said, turning pale.

"Kateswillyougooutwithme?" he said very quickly.

"Pardon?" I was puzzled.

He took a deep breath and swallowed. "Kates, will you go out with me tomorrow?"

At that, I ran straight up to my dorm, leaving him sitting alone and bewildered.

In the Dorm, Present Time

Which one, which one? I like Oliver and Roger. They are both cute and well, nice and handsome. Who am I going with?

Telling Al and Angie wasn't easy. Once they got to know, they asked the very same question: "Who're you going with?"

Answer: "I don't know."

A/N: That's it for now. Tell me who you want Katie to be with by reviewing or by emailing. I'd rather prefer the former though. Merry Christmas!