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Chapter 9: Here She Goes Again

Summary: The 'She' is the all-powerful Angie. What she does again…you will just have to find out. In addition, page 120 happens.

A/N: This is, like, the third time I'm changing content. It's for the better, I hope, so thanks Drakulya...

"Katie! KATIE!" Angie shouted at the sleeping bundle to no avail.

"Katie…Roger's kissing Cho Chang!" Alicia called.

"What!" Katie jerked awake, her eyes opened in shock.

Angie and Al high-fived each other while Katie groaned.

"You gals better get ready," Fred called cheekily.

Angie, who had just received her second shock in 12 hours, dragged the twins out with the help of a half-hearted Alicia.

Ignoring the shouts and protests of Fred (George seemed to enjoy being touched by Al); the two girls led the two guys in front of Katie's bed.

Angie- "Smack!" The smack landed on Fred's shoulder.

Al- "Tap!" You could hardly hear the slap that hit George's arm.

Fred- "Angie… Ok… I'm sorry. Ow! Don't hit me!"

Katie could not help but giggle helplessly at this 'show of love'.

Fred nursed his stinging part of his anatomy and shot a half-hearted glare at the appeased Angie.

"You DO know that your name means Angel, don't you? That means NO MORE beatings," Fred tried.

Angie actually looked thoughtful, then answered,"You're right…"

Fred looked hopeful.

"However… I don't think so…"

Fred's face sank.

Later that day…

"Kates! Kates! Wait up!"

Katie continued to stride forward, thinking that it was Oliver, as he was the only one who called her that.

"Hey! Wait up!"

Katie, too exhausted to protest any further, stopped in her tracks.

To her surprise, it was not Oliver who stood panting like a tired dog in front of her. Instead, there stood a rather disheveled Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain.

"Didn't you hear me calling you?" he wheezed between words.

"I'm so sorry Roger, I thought you were that selfish prat," Katie explained, while helping him sit down on the soft grass facing the lake (or is it pond?)

"Never mind," Roger flashed a grin at her. "I was wondering if you'd like to go with me today."

"What's so special?" Katie asked, puzzled

"Didn't you tell me that your birthday's today? Besides, it's Hogsmeade." Roger reminded her.

"Oh yeah. Gosh, this has gotta be the first time I've forgotten my birthday!" Katie chuckled.

"So will you go out with me?" Roger prompted, a little shyly.

"Need you ask?"

Delighted, Roger reached over a little tentatively, and put his arm around Katie. Katie, although taken by surprise, smuggled close to him and felt warm bliss rise up from her heart.

Hogsmeade

The door to the Three Broomsticks opened as 6 shivering students tramped in.

Al was holding hands with George, who looked as if he was in high heaven.

Fred was making Angie laugh with all his jokes, though sometimes they earned a good-natured punch from the happy girl.

Katie was content. Roger had been fun all the way from the castle, both of them sharing their past under the shelter of Roger's coat.

The three couples took seats, though at different 'booths'.

Katie rubbed her hands to keep warm as Roger ordered some warm Butterbeers for both of them.

Roger excused himself for a while, saying that he needed to buy something. Katie sat in the 'booth', enjoying the creamy taste of Butterbeer and watching her other 4 friends.

Before long, Roger appeared once more, holding something in his jumper that seemed to wriggle. Katie stared at the bundle curiously.

"Happy Birthday, Katie," Roger wished her warmly, as he held out a completely coal-black puppy.

Katie gasped in astonishment.

She took the wriggling bundle into her hands. The little puppy, once in her caring hands, stopped struggling and looked at her with its dear brown eyes. A tiny tongue shot out and licked her nose.

"Like it?" Roger grinned at the expression on her face.

"Definitely." Katie settled the puppy in the folds of her jacket where it immediately fell asleep, and smiled at Roger.

On impulse, she leaned forward and gave him a kiss on his forehead. As she pulled away, both of them were blushing rather hotly.

"So what are you going to name him?" Roger asked quietly, to break the awkward silence.

"I dunno. Why don't you name him?" Katie offered.

"Ermm… What about…Daryl?" Roger asked.

"That means 'Dear' or 'Beloved', right?" Katie pondered.

"It does?"

"Yup, I'm sure. Ok, let's name this little guy Daryl."

As they got up to leave quite a while later, Katie met the sight of Oliver chatting with the bitch/slut of Hufflepuff- sixth-year Morgana Ahern.

Batting her eyes and wiggling that only-she-thinks-is-sexy-butt, Morgana also had a lilting voice that can be irritating at times (or should it be most of the time?) that she thought was charming. AS IF!

Roger stared at the scene too, with rage in his every feature.

He forced himself to look away, and pulled Katie out of the shop.

At that moment, Oliver glanced up at the duo. His face hardened and he glared at Katie, who obviously glared back.

"WHATare you doing!" Katie yanked her wrist out of Roger's grip.

Roger looked blank then sighed and apologized.

Katie saw the hurt that registered on his face and asked softly, "What happened?"

Roger tried to brush it off, but Katie persisted.

Giving up, he smiled ruefully and led her to a snow-covered seat.

"You're a handful, that's true." He remarked, making Katie smile, though she kept her eyes on him.

"Ok, I was angry back there because of… well… Morgana. We were together two years ago. She seemed so innocent then. But, after a few weeks, we broke up. Apparently, she was with three more boys at that time."

This news shocked Katie. She felt repulsed and ashamed of being in the same sex group as Morgana. (Sorry to those who are uncomfortable with that.)

After a minute or two, Roger turned to Katie and said, "Look, I'm sorry that this should happen today..."

He was stopped by Daryl, who licked his face enthusiastically, especially his nose and mouth.

Laughing, he grabbed the culprit by her slim waist, and rolled off the seat into the cold snow. Screaming as she rolled down a slope, Katie held on to Roger and her Beloved.

At last, they came to a stop. Roger lay down next to Katie, both of them breathing heavily, flushed from the rolling. Daryl was curled up on Katie's stomach, sleeping.

Roger chuckled and commented to Katie, "That puppy of yours is darn right lazy."

Katie smiled sleepily and answered, "Just like someone I know…"

"Who?"

"You..." she teased.

"What!" he pretended to be outraged, racing after her in the snow.

The children of Hogsmeade, making snowmen, watched, interested,as Katie (with Daryl) rushed by, pursued hotly by a laughing Roger.

After the Halloween Feast

Katie and Roger stood near the foot of the Gryffindor Tower.

"Well, thanks for a wonderful day, Roger." Katie beamed at the boy in question, who looked down and scraped his boots on the stone floor.

Just then, Percy rushed through them, followed by other Gryffindor students.

Silence was heard then they could hear Percy telling someone to get the Headmaster.

Pushing through the crowd, Katie finally had a glance of what was causing the fuss.

The Fat Lady's portrait had been torn to shreds. Long slashes had been made across the canvas.

The Lady herself had run away, it seemed.

Dumbledore gave orders to Percy after hearing news from Peeves that SIRIUS BLACK was the one who had committed the crime.

Katie suddenly felt cold all over. She remembered the grisly tales of the wanted murderer, one especially stood out- the brutal murder of Harry Potter's parents.

She looked for Harry's face, gasping at the expression. His face was white, but it contained mixed feelings of anger, of hurt and most of all of determination.

Before long, almost all the school were in the Great Hall. Katie, lost in the commotion, tried to find her friends, to no avail.

"Well, well. If it ain't the wild cat Katie Bell."

"Get away, Flint. I have no time for slimeballs like you."

"You shouldn't talk like that you know. But it makes you all the more alluring…" Katie shivered.

"Get. Away. From. Here." A cold voice sounded.

"If it isn't pretty boy Davies come to save his damsel in distress. Whatcha gonna do, Davies?" Flint taunted.

"I SUGGEST you MOVE, Flint, before your arse, groin and whatever part of your body feels our boots." Go Angie!

Flint growled but backed away.

Katie hugged her friend. (So that is what she does again. Saving Katie. Stupid? I think so…)

Angie smiled at her happy and glowing face. She bid Katie goodnight and congratulated Roger for winning over Katie.

"LIGHHTS OOUUUTTTT!" Percy screamed.

Katie dragged her sleeping bag to a far corner. Roger followed her.

"No bedtime kiss?" Roger grinned.

Bending over, he pecked Katie on the cheek and told her to sleep. Both fell asleep soon enough, Katie with a contented smile and Roger with a happy dreamy sort of grin.

On the other side of the Hall, Oliver fell asleep with the whiny voice of Morgana in his ear. He did not sleep well.

So. Thanks for all your support. This is the longest chappie EVER in my life.

Special Thanks to:

Lia06 – Thanks! Hope you liked this one!

LPLC – Your story is great! You're just being to humble…

TooSweet4Words – Well, I hope you find this on better.

Drakulya – Wow! Thanks!

And to all other reviewers: Your reviews are very much appreciated… Rock on! p ('..')