Story 25 – how come my get away won't make you go way?

The next few weeks flew by me; I barely had any time to talk to Oliver because I had to study for our exams, which would commence about a month after our first game which was 3 weeks after we started school again.

Lately Oliver has been scheduling as much time as he can afford to get us up in the air practicing our quiditch skills. He calls it "Perfecting the perfect" believe me, I didn't get it either. Mind you after the….uh…. incident? He has gone back to him ol' self. It's weird though; I miss talking to him.

Anyway back to me. I'M ON VACATION! Wooo yeah! I'm actually not in England at home with mom and dad either. My cousin Chanthel asked me to go visit her in Scotland, I'm not sure what part, but hey I'm willing to go. I haven't seen her since she was in 3rd year into Beaxbatons. So I'm sure it'll be fun right? We're both the same age so get along too.

Oh well wish me luck!

Love Katie xxoo

I closed my diary and put it under my pillow, (AN: I know how unoriginal: P) and made my way down stairs to find Chanthel, Uncle Adrian, Aunt Sarah and little William.

"Hey Guys!" I said cheerfully sitting down by Chanthel who was sitting by the tree, tickling with William.

I smiled upon the scene as William looked up at me and climbed into my lap. I took the time to acknowledge my surroundings.

The room was like one you'd see in a movie. It was a cream room with soft touches of peach and gold stripes. Little decorations hung in random places, while a Tree so tall it almost touches the roof stands by the window with sparkling lights and cute decorations.

"Hey Kay-thee?" I looked down on William. He was only about 4 and his two front teeth were missing at the moment. He has light almond blonde hair and sparkling green eyes; so obviously he's adorable.

"Hey? What's up little guy?" I said adjusting my legs as he sat up and looked at me.

"Can you come thoo the parthy thoo?" He said smiling, I giggled at him noticing his Scottish accent in his speech already; I than looked over at Chanthel.

"Oh, we are having a formal get together with other wizards in the community, you 'are' coming and I don't care about 'Oliver this and that' you're going!" She said sternly in her thick Scottish accent while pointing the finger at me.

I held my hands up defensively, "Ahem, even if I wanted to go I don't have any clothes for it?" I said matter-of-factly. She just smirked at me.

"Well dear Katie, I happen to have bought you the most perfectest dress, and I checked that it would fit cause I checked your size and I got all the shoes for it too." She said smiling widely; I looked back at her gob smacked before her face formed a thoughtful frown. "I was considering if I should keep it for a while, hm? Oh well. Are you going to come? Or baby-sit little William over here" She said looking at me smiling.

I looked over at Aunt Sarah and Uncle Adrian, they both nodded their heads and Chanthel and me quickly left the room to go upstairs.

I walked down the corridor about to walk into my room but was quickly ushered into Chanthel's room; she walked into her closet for a minute and walked out holding a long plastic bag out to me. I looked up at her with an eyebrow arched

"You want me to wear a plastic bag?" I said touching the plastic bag tackily.

"No silly, the dress is inside, oh! here are the shoes" she pushed the shoes into my hands and ushered me into my room.

I put the dress and shoes on my bed carefully and walked into my adjoining bathroom. My cousin has the biggest house ever it's totally humongous.

I closed the bathroom door and started stripping off my clothes I turned on the shower and jumped in rinsing my hair in warm water. 'This is way too sudden, 2 minutes of thinking I'm gonna be home for the night' I flicked open the shampoo and began washing my hair 'and next moment I'm getting ready for a ball!' I began washing the shampoo out and conditioned my hair. 'Oh I suppose it's all in good fun, hey! If I'm lucky I might even meet some new prospectives' I finished washing up and hopped out of the shower wrapping a warm towel around myself.

I towel dried my hair and went over to the bed, I slowly unzipped it while pulling the dress out with it's hanger.

The dress fell out and hung limply on its hanger as I gasped at it, it was. Well it was perfect!

The dress was a made a deep red and was made from silk and had a matching Chiffon scarf. It was full length but had a long slit on the thigh.

The dress was low cut it went half way down my front stopping just below the curve of my breasts. The dress itself had silk crossing over in the back where it tied up neatly into a little ribbon, which was at my lower back.

It was extremely sexy; I decided I might as while have a little fun with my hair and make-up. I was in Scotland and I was going to look hot.

About 2 hours later and 5 minutes before we had to leave, I walked out of the room. I ascended the stairs a small smile playing on my lips. I was nervous. I looked down at Chanthel, Aunt and Uncle who were all smiling the size of a plate.

"Katie? Are you in there? Cause damn girl you look fine!" Chanthel began trying to impersonate an American but came off sounding British.

"Do I really look okay?" I said laughing while fiddling with my nails.

I was wearing the dress with the red chiffon scarf around my arms. My hair was made wavy and lay loosely down my back flowing neatly, I wore light make up, but with deep red lips, my outfit was finished with my cute strappy red high heels. I wore a gold necklace with a ruby encased in a heart on the chain.

Wolf whistle "Girl, if you weren't my niece I'd date you in a heart beat but since I'm not, I'll be watching like a hawk at the guys who do," Uncle Adrian said. I smiled at him thanking him for the reassurance.

He motioned towards the fireplace and I stood next Chanthel who was wearing the same but in white and a lot more conservative. We walked over to the fireplace and we watched as my Aunt and Uncle spun through the fire.

I stepped forward with Chanthel by my side. The warm green flames engulfing us in its warm green flames. Chanthel and me looped our arms through each other and smiled to one another before she threw the floo powder yelling out "Bullstrode Place!"