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A/N: More sex, more swearing.

Chapter Six: Truth Prevails

MONDAY NIGHT, STILL

Oliver laid down in his bed, feeling terrible about what he had said to her. He wanted to stay down there and kiss her, but his anger flared up so quickly, he didn't really think about what he had said to her.

He tossed and turned, unable to get comfortable enough to sleep. He sat up.

He decided he would go down the Common Room to see if Katie was still there. If she was, he'd talk to her, and apologize, and if she wasn't, he'd talk to her in the morning.

He fumbled around for his wand and muttered 'lumos' when he found it. He slowly got out of bed, and searched his trunk for a shirt and pants to put on. He found a light shirt and a pair a flannel pyjama bottoms, and threw them on recklessly.

"Nox," he whispered, and the light from his wand ceased. He crossed the room, opened the door quietly as he could and started down the stairs.

As he reached the bottom, he saw Katie at the end of the couch closest to the fire. She was staring intently into the flickering flames, her head resting on her hands.

"Katie?"

Her head turned and her eyes went cold when she saw him standing there.

"Forget to say something snide about me?" she said and turned her face back toward the fire.

"No, I just want to talk to you," he said and joined her on the sofa.

"I think we've talked enough tonight Oliver," she said to the fire.

"Look at me," he said.

She slowly turned to him.

"I'm sorry for saying those things."

She blinked and sighed.

"I just want to be with you Katie. I hate how you're with him. You need someone who will be openly affectionate with you, not just be when he's trying to get something out of you! He can't take care of you like I can!" Oliver told her.

"He's set financially Oliver, he can take care of me," she replied in a low voice.

"All you're worried about is finances? Katie, that's wrong. Does he even make you happy?"

"He makes me happy enough."

"Happy enough? You're going to settle for happy enough?"

She nodded.

He kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in closer.

"Does he make you feel like that? Does he make you feel loved and wanted?" Oliver asked when he finally let go of her, "Does he make you all warm and fuzzy on the inside like I do?"

"Warm and fuzzy? Have you gone insane? You should like the end of a fictional fairy tale."

"Katie!" Oliver pressed.

"You're cornering me again Oliver!"

"Answer me Katie!"

She shook her head.

"I know that he doesn't care about you like I do. You and I both know that you feel a lot stronger for me," he said, "I felt it this morning in the shower, and so do you. It was more than a fuck."

"I know that, ok?" she yelled, "I'm so damn lost here Oliver; I don't know what to do. Please get off my back!"

"No, not till it's over with him Katie," he replied, "Why do you care so much for him?"

She looked reproachfully at him.

"Please, tell me. I honestly don't get it," Oliver seethed.

"This is why," she said and pulled a necklace out from under her robes.

He thought he saw a large diamond pendant, but when Katie unclasped the necklace, took the diamond off and put it on her left ring finger, it all clicked. It wasn't a pendant at all, it was an engagement ring.

"He asked you to marry him?" Oliver said incredulously.

Katie nodded.

"When? You two have been together for what, two months, and he wants to get married?"

"He asked me shortly after Christmas, on his birthday, in January. How could I have said no?" she asked, "He looked at me and told me he'd finally found someone who made him happy, someone intelligent enough not to bore him. 'No' wasn't even in the picture!"

Oliver gave Katie a look of disgust. "You fell for that?"

"Don't look at me like that."

"How could you fall for that? He just told you what you wanted to hear. You're just so worried that you won't find anyone that you go off and get engaged to the first loser that asks you!"

Katie shot him a vicious stare.

"I'm right, aren't I?"

"Shut up Oliver."

"Ha! I am!"

"Shut up Oliver!" Katie said and slapped him hard across the face, "Don't you dare say that to me again!"

"Don't you dare slap me again!"

They sat and stared at one another, a furious fire burning in each others' eyes. Both were breathing angrily.

"You're a bastard Oliver Wood," she spat.

"And you're pathetic Katie Bell," he spat back.

"Did you just call me pathetic?" she asked malevolently.

"Yes. Because you are! You're going to marry him just because he asked you to! You don't love him, and he doesn't love you! Is this the reason that you keep clinging on to this ludicrous idea of you two? Because you honestly think that you won't find someone better?" Oliver asked.

"Yes I do!"

"You're so fucked up Katie! You have a choice of anyone you want! You're fucking gorgeous! Not to mention smart, athletic, funny, ambitious..." Oliver went on, "You have me Katie! Are you blind too? You have me, practically on my knees wanting you."

"Whatever, you're just horny."

"I am, but I do want you! I like you! Hell, I might love you! Why are you oblivious to that?"

Katie was at a loss for words.

"Well?"

"I'm not good enough for you Oliver," she mumbled miserably.

"What? Who told you that? Did he tell you that? I'll kill him, I will…"

"No, no one did. The kind of girl who has an affair with her professor is the kind of girl who is only fit for a street corner."

"What?" Oliver said disbelievingly.

"You heard me," she said, her eyes empty.

"That's rubbish, that's what that is. Who told you that bull?" he asked her. By now, he had pulled Katie into his arms, holding her there.

"The only other person who knows about this – my mother," Katie replied.

"How?"

"We live in a rural area, not to far from Hogsmeade. When I didn't come home that night I met Snape in that pub, she knew I was out with someone. That was the beginning. She started to call me a whore. Then she found a letter from him that he'd written to me a few days after it happened. She hit the ceiling. Said it was a disgrace that I was with a Slytherin, even more so a professor who was from Slytherin – my mum and I being Gryffindors and all."

"That's not very Gryffindorish if you ask me," he said.

"I know, that's what I thought," she said and buried her head in his shoulder.

"Is it just you and your mum?"

Katie nodded. "I hate going home now. I hate the looks she gives me, and I hate how she calls me a whore all the time. She won't even write to me anymore! It really takes its toll being told all those things, especially from my own mother. Now I don't feel good enough for anyone, even him. So when he asked me to marry him, I jumped at the chance. Not only did it seem he loved me, it was a chance to leave home."

Oliver's jaw dropped. "Your own mother treats you like this?"

She nodded.

Suddenly, he felt bad for all the times he'd yelled at her, and had been mean to her. If he'd known what she was going through, things would be a lot different.

"I'm so sorry Katie, I didn't know…"

"Well I don't exactly want to broadcast it," she replied quickly, "It's not something I want people to know about me."

"I'm sorry, I really am."

"So this is why I'm lost Oliver. If I stay with him, I get away from her, but if I go to you, I risk having to lose everything. All the security I've gained."

"Katie, you can't be with him just because he gives you security. You should be with someone because you want to, because you love them."

"I know," Katie said looking up at him.

"Are you marrying him because… because… you're… pregnant?" Oliver asked timidly.

"No, NO! Oh hell no."

"Ok, that's good," he said.

She slipped the ring off her finger, and instead of putting it back on the necklace, and back around her neck, she slipped it into her pocket.

"You're right. About everything," she said softly, "You make me happy, so happy. I'm just scared it's too good to be true."

"Well, I'm not perfect, but if I make you happy, then we should be together. And I'm not too good to be true; you've seen what an asshole I can be."

"I know," she said and smiled. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held him tightly.

He looked at her for a moment before kissing her lips heatedly. Katie kissed him back. Their kissing grew more intense. She wanted him more with every passing second. His hands were cupping her breasts and feeling her up. She wanted to take him inside of her again. She wanted him to make her cum.

"Do you want to go up to my room?" he asked her lustfully.

"Yes, please," she said back, then continuing to kiss his neck.

He picked her up in his arms.

"I can walk you know," she said huskily.

"I know, but I don't want the other guys to hear two steps of footsteps," Oliver replied.

"Oh, gotcha," she spoke gently.

She gave a soft giggle and Oliver set off towards the stairs, Katie in his arms. He opened his door very quietly and shut it behind him. Soft snores were all they could hear. He walked to the bed and softly set her down. He pulled the hangings shut around them and placed a silencing charm on his bed, and the small area around it. He didn't want himself to be quiet, and he didn't want Katie to be quiet. He loved hearing his name spill out of his lips as she came.

Oliver lay down on top of Katie, kissing her passionately. He slowly started stripping her layers of clothing off, one by one.

"How come I'm here in my panties and you're still dressed?" she asked.

"I have good reason, love, just trust me," he said and removed the jet black panties from her.

Now that she was completely naked, Oliver removed his outermost robes and threw them aside. He kissed her lips again and then slowly trailed down to her neck, sucking lightly. He moved to her collarbone to her breasts, down her stomach and finally stopping at her hips.

He slid one finger inside of her, eliciting a moan from her.

"You're so wet, love," he choked out.

"Well, you do that to me," she said as she bit her lip in pleasure.

He moved down the bed a bit more, kissing the inside of her thighs. His finger slid out of her, causing her to sigh disappointingly, but he quickly moved up to the small bundle of nerves he'd played with Saturday in the shower.

He brought his lips to the place his finger had just occupied. She gasped sharply.

"Oh Oliver!" she moaned and clenched her fists into tight balls in the sheets.

He swirled his tongue around her clit, occasionally sucking on it gently. Her moans grew louder. He slipped his finger into her once again. Her back was starting to arch and she was shaking slightly.

He plunged his fingers deeper inside of her and turned his head to kiss her thigh again.

"Come for me, love, I know you're almost there," he said hoarsely due to the fact that he was extremely turned on.

He gave a hard thrust with his finger, and he felt a wave of contractions grabbing at him. She moaned loudly. Her back was even more arched, and her knuckles were white from holding onto the sheets so tightly.

"That felt great, Oliver," she said breathlessly as he lay himself on top of her again. He ran his hands over her body, stopping to play with her taut nipples.

"I'm glad you liked it," he said smiling and kissing her deeply.

He pushed his hips into hers, letting her feel his erection.

Taking the hint, Katie started removing Oliver's clothing. Katie managed to slip out from underneath Oliver. She sat, naked, on his hips straddling him. Very rapidly, he became as naked as she was.

"What would you like me to do?" she asked him seductively. She took his rigid penis into her hands, slowly moving up and down.

"Mmm… I want you to… return the favour," he replied and he closed his eyes.

She smiled and nodded. She moved down so that she could take him into her mouth. Katie kissed the very tip of him, gently licking off a small amount of pre-cum.

He groaned with immense pleasure.

She took the tip into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Then, without any notice, she quickly moved her head down so his penis was completely in her mouth.

"Oh God Katie," he growled, "That feels fucking wonderful."

"Oliver…" she spoke in a low, sexy voice as she looked up at him, "I want you inside of me. Right now."

He nodded.

She quickly straddled him again, and this time, impaled herself. She moved slowly up and down on him, loving the sight of Oliver breathing heavily and the look in his eyes. She loved the feeling of his hands on her hips, grabbing at her.

With a growl, he sat up and wrapped his arms around Katie. He thrusted hard into her and captured her lips with his.

Oliver quickly rolled her over, so he was on top of her now. She smiled. His thrusts got harder and harder. She pulled him down and kissed him roughly. Her hips moved to meet his thrusts, and she started to feel the familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm.

"Oh God, Oliver! I'm going to cum!" she cried. As she did so, she was pushed over the barrier. Wave after wave of contraction ran through her.

Oliver slowed his thrusts and sat back on his ankles.

"Did you…?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I'm letting you catch your breath before I make you cum once more," he said with his broad, sexy smile.

She giggled.

After a few minutes of just staring at one another's bodies, Oliver started circling her clit with his finger again. Katie's body immediately went back into feeling immense pleasure.

"You don't have to, you've already made me cum twice," she said and he gave her a hard thrust.

"I know I don't have to. But I want to," he replied and lay down on her once again.

She smiled and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He started thrusting harder again, but then slowed down completely. After a few minutes of this, Katie was going wild. The contrasting and intervallic movement was nothing like she'd ever felt before.

She literally screamed his name at her climax. Her fingernails raked along his back, leaving angry red scratches. Her back arched and she shuddered.

Oliver released himself inside of her, calling her name as he did so.

He collapsed on top of her, kissing her shoulders and lazily running his fingers up and down her arms. He laid his head on her shoulder and kissed her neck lovingly.

"I love being with you," he said softly.

"I love it too," she replied and ran her hands down his back.

He looked up into her eyes and smiled warmly.

"I should probably go back to my room now," she said quietly.

"Why? Just stay here tonight," he said, pulling out and laying down beside her.

"I shouldn't," she said.

"You should. I want you here," he told her.

"Alright," she said, thankful that the dark was hiding her blushing face.

He lay down on his back and extending his arm out for Katie to lay her head on. She turned on her side, resting her head. She slung one leg over one of his, and curled up next to him. He looked down at her. Her eyes were shut and she seemed to be almost asleep.

"Goodnight, love," he said quietly and kissed her forehead.

"G'night," she replied sleepily.

Oliver kissed her forehead again and drifted off to sleep.

Katie opened her eyes when she heard Oliver's breathing get heavier and he started to snore slightly. She slipped out of his arms, located most of her clothes and left the room silently, returning to her room and her bed shortly after.

TUESDAY MORNING, POTIONS

"How come you left last night?" Oliver said as he joined her in the group of Gryffindors waiting outside the Potions classroom. He put a hand on her shoulder and pulled her in to him.

"I don't know… I just started thinking…" she said and tried to wiggle away from him.

"Thinking about what?" he asked and tightened his grip on her.

"Thinking about how many women you've had in that bed," she said quietly, and gave into Oliver, letting herself be pulled in close to him.

"Ah, well, you've been the only one that I've asked to stay overnight."

"Oh that made me feel better," Katie replied sarcastically.

"I know," Oliver said with a smile.

Katie rolled her eyes and Oliver kissed her cheek causing her to blush and smile.

Snape ripped the door opened as Oliver wrapped his arms affectionately around Katie's waist.

They quickly tore apart, but not before Snape had seen them. He glared at them maliciously. He hated the way that Oliver was all over his girlfriend and fiancée. He especially hated how he always caught them talking to one another with smiles on their faces.

Katie and Oliver looked at one another, knowing that they would surely be getting detention today.

They took their usual seats, pulled out their recipes and supplies, and started to work without being told to.

Things went well (by normal potions standards of course); they hadn't talked to one another or even glanced at one another during the period. They were both hoping in vain that they wouldn't end up in a room with Snape.

Katie rested her hand on her knees as she sat down and let her potion simmer. Oliver did the same. While Snape's back was turned, Oliver placed his hand gently on Katie's. She smiled and glanced up at Snape, then up at Oliver.

He opened his mouth to whisper something to her, but as he did, Snape turned around sharply, facing them.

"Tsk, tsk, Mr. Wood and Miss Bell… Talking in class… Detention tonight, 8 pm, my office. Back to work now, no talking." Snape beared his teeth nastily.

"Oh fuck," Katie and Oliver thought together.

SNAPE'S OFFICE, 8 PM

"Well, well, well," Snape said as they entered, "It seems we have some issues to discuss."

"Like?" Katie asked.

"You know very well what I'm talking about Katherine," he hissed to her.

"What is there to discuss?" Oliver said to Snape.

"The fact that you keep fucking the woman I happen to be engaged to, Mr. Wood," he said bluntly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir," Oliver replied.

"Which part? That you're fucking her or that we're engaged?"

"Both. Sir."

"Don't lie to me, Mr. Wood."

"I'm not!"

"Yes, you are."

"Shut up, both of you!" Katie yelled.

"NO!" Snape and Oliver yelled back.

"Just admit it you fool, you've been with Katie," Snape snapped.

"What if I have?" Oliver replied.

"Then you will pay dearly," Snape seethed.

"Oh well. That's not going to keep me away from Katie," Oliver started.

"I'll personally make sure that you stay away from her. You see, I've proposed marriage to her, I love her, and she loves me, so she said yes…"

"She's loves you?" Oliver laughed, "Is that why she came to bed with me last night? Why I fucked her last night? Because she loves you so much?"

Snape's face went brick red.

"Oliver!" Katie screamed.

"No, Katie, he needs to hear this," he said to her and turned back to Snape, "You see those dark circles under her eyes? That was me. We were up half the night, we were. I made her cum three fucking times."

Snape was starting to shake.

"And you see these?" Oliver asked and lifted up his shirt to reveal his back, "You see these scratches? Compliments of Katie." Oliver pulled down his shirt and turned back to Katie.

"Isn't that right Katie?" he asked her.

Katie didn't respond. She was sitting on the cold stone floor, legs pulled up to her chest, her face buried in her hands.

"Katie?" Snape said and walked over to her, kneeling down beside her.

"Get away from my girlfriend," Oliver hissed.

"Stay away from my fiancée," he hissed back.

Katie looked up both of them, tears of fury running down her face. She was looked back and forth between both of them, shaking her head disappointedly.

"What's wrong Katie?" Oliver asked her gently.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? This whole situation is wrong!" she yelled as she stood up, ignoring Snape's attempt to help her.

Snape made to grab her arm, but she jerked away from him.

"What do you two want from me? Do you want me to choose?" she screamed.

"Yes," they replied in unison, "We do."

Katie stood there. How was she going to choose?

A/N: I hope that was ok… Anyway, review, let me know what you think, maybe I could improve my 'love' scenes for future chapters or stories… Thanks!

P.S. - Read and review "What's Love Without A Few Obstacles?" if you enjoy Katie and Oliver fluff!