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Chapter Eight: Of Cheering Up and Talking Brains

Summary: Katie is furious and so are her friends. The Weasleys cheer her up with a late night party. Al and George get ummm…

:::In the Common Room:::

"I never want to talk to you ever again!" The words kept ringing through his sore head.

'She absolutely hates me,' Oliver thought.

'You bet,' his brain replied.

'I messed up big time.'

'Mmmhmm.'

'What should I do?'

"Isn't it obvious, dumbo?'

'Apologize?'

'Duh! Merlin, you are so…'

'Wait a damn minute here! You are MY brain, yeah?'

'Yes, master.'

'Why am I having a conversation with you?'

'You are arguing with me and asking me for advice which I have given.'

'Smart ass!' Oliver snorted in his mind.

'I'll take it as a compliment. Thank you.' The alien voice sounded rather smug.

'Fine, just shut up so I can think!'

'Fine!'

'Apologize, hmm?'

Silence gave the answer. Oliver sighed. He knew what he had to do, but it was going to be tough as hell.

:::Girls' Dorm:::

Katie was using a pillow to smack a picture of Oliver. Angie and Al stood aside. They knew what Katie could do when in a rage, especially when she went all silent like this.

"I just"- Smack!-

"Can't believe"- Smack!-

"That HE"- Smack!-

"Would say"- Smack!-

"That!"

"We understand, Katie," Al ventured. Katie was finally saying something, which meant that she had cooled off a little.

Katie, having pounded out her frustration and anger, sat panting heavily on the bed, her face red with exertion.

"The thing is, men are like that," Angie said wisely. "They say something, then, 'Oops!, I'm sorry!'"

"HEY!" Fred shouted indignantly, nearly giving the three girls a heart attack.

"Where in Merlin's beard have you two sprung from?" Al demanded, her gaze switching from one twin to the other.

"Should we tell her?" Fred asked his brother.

George pretended to consider, glanced at Al, then mouthed a 'no'.

Katie could not suppress a grin. Who could, in their company?

"Not all men are like that, you know," Fred said pointedly.

"Yeah, but most are," Angie countered.

"As in who?" George inquired.

"Us? No way!" Fred feigned hurt when Katie looked in their direction.

"WAY!" All three girls chorused.

"Fine, fine," the twins grumbled.

"Since we're all here, why not Truth or Dare?" Fred suggested.

"All in favor?" George asked.

"OK!" Angie yelled.

All made themselves comfortable on the floor with cushions and blankets.

"Who wants to go first?" Fred prompted. The game started.

:::Twelve o'clock:::

"ME!" George jumped up and down like a maniac.

"Ok, calm down. Truth or Dare?" Al was impatient.

George quieted down at that. "Dare," he said meekly.

The rest conferred. A few minutes later, they presented the idea to the suicidal victim.

"NO! YOU ARE SO KIDDING!" George leapt out of his seat.

"All you need to do is write a letter," Fred could hardly contain his laughter.

"To Snape. I'm ok with that. But kiss him?" George stuck out his tongue and made a face.

"If you do it, Al will give you a kiss," Angie said tantalizingly.

George blushed while Al punched Angie on the shoulder. "When did I say that!"

"I accept." Al howled at that, though she was blushing and smiling a little. Well, love does strange things to you…

As Angie, Fred and Katie dictated(Al was trying to control herself) , George wrote the letter.

The parchment read:

My dearest Severus Snape,

I have loved you for years, please allow me to express my undying love for you.

Oh darling, don't you know that I would rather die a thousand deaths than see a single hair of your head in jeopardy?

Love,

Me.

George shuddered. The easy part was done. Fred accompanied him to the staff room. The girls anticipated their return.

"WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU!" Snape bellowed.

The twins rushed back while McGonagall restrained the greasy man.

"Done!" Fred collapsed onto Angie, who erupted into giggles.

"AL!" Katie grabbed the latter and pushed her to the hero, who was blushing furiously.

The rest turned their faces away while Al rewarded the victor with the prize.

The delightful night party ended with Katie singing a song. Katie chose a song, which described her anger and desperateness.

I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
but I... I'm with you

I'm looking for a place
searching for a face
is anybody here I know
cause nothings going right
and everything's a mess
and no one likes to be alone

Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Wont you take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
but I... I'm with you

Oh why is everything so confusing
maybe I'm just out of my mind
yea yea yea

It's a damn cold night
trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
but I... I'm with you

Take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
but I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand
take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
but I... I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm with you

To break the silence, Fred and George said goodnight, leaving only after the girls insisted that they weren't needed.

"Thanks guys," Katie whispered in the dark, before sleep overcame her senses.

A/N: Thank you all reviewers! Especially TooSweet4Words, Drakulya, FuMrsWood and BarkingdogBARK.

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