Things Are Getting Weirder by:arual-chan

FYI-I decided to change the name of my story, I know the first chapter says it's called "WHO SAID LOVE WAS EASY" but too many stories already had that title for my liking. So I now present to you, chapter 2 of…Things Are Getting Weirder. Have Fun. By the way, this was originally supposed to be an 8 chapter fic, but I am combining chapters 2 and 3 simply because they kind of go hand in hand.

Chapter 2-A Match Made In Hell or Why Don't We All Become Forlorn?

Disclaimer:Well, these are not my characters. But I can still subject them to emotional hell.

"…We shouldn't date anymore," Viktor informed her in all seriousness.

"WHAT?!" Hermione yelled, for the first time in her life, losing all composure.

"I. Said…" he got that far before she loudly and rudely interrupted.

"I HEARD YOU, YOU BLOODY IDIOT! YOU KNOW, FROM THE START I KNEW THAT THIS WAS A MATCH MADE IN HELL! AND I DIDN'T WANT TO MARRY YOU ANYWAY!!!" and with that, Hermione stormed out of the restaurant, and out of his life. (and that was pretty corny)


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"Uh, I…Oliver," Katie sighed and wouldn't meet Oliver's eyes. She really wasn't a bad person, but that didn't mean she wanted to marry him! So instead of a direct and blatant 'no' she tried (really, she did!) to be polite about her rejection. "I'm sorry." she mumbled and walked out of the restaurant.

Oliver sat there, eerily quiet, and mulled over her words. Was it him? Why didn't she feel the same way?

An hour later, he got up, and exited the place. He didn't head home. He simply…walked.

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Tears. That's all they were. And they wouldn't bring him back to her. He was gone. He didn't love her.

Gods, she had been a fool! She had given away her heart and it had been returned with the guts still bleeding out.

'Wow. Great poetry there, Hermione.' she pondered to herself. She had made it back to her cozy little apartment in record time, not having apparated and was now sitting in the dark, listening to depressing county music. (fyi- I have nothing against country, but I listen to heavy metal, and that cannot be considered for this particular situation)

Maybe later she would call Harry and Ron. They both shared yet another apartment not far from hers and visited her every weekend. But not now. Right now-this was what she needed. To be alone and…alone.

She rolled over on her bed and snuggled deeper into the covers. It was either sleep…or eat. And eating would remind her of the wonderful restaurant scene. That was a bad idea. But in the end, Hermione settled on a long, relaxing bubble bath and a book.

When she finally got out of the tub, Hermione could hear the phone ringing. Glancing at her grandmother's old grandfather clock, she saw that it was well past 11 PM.

'I bet it's him. Who else would call this late? He's trying to catch me unawares! Well I won't fall for it!' she thought on the verge, well past it actually, of being paranoid.

She laid back down and tried to block out the god-awful ringing sound. Eventually it stopped, and Hermione closed her eyes to hopefully drift off into a restless slumber…

Only to be abruptly awoken a whopping 5 minutes later!

Grumbling about the 'nuisances of evil alarm clocks' and 'can't people get some decent shut eye?' she got up to begin the day, completely forgetting that she was the one to set the alarm.

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Oliver had never made it home. He had wandered all over Wizarding London and even a bit into the normal one. Katie's response had put him into a little, situation, of sorts. He couldn't think of anything else. Everything he saw, happy families, busy shop owners, and even a tiny stray puppy on the side of the road, which was moments later, claimed by a crying six-year old boy, reminded him of her.

He walked through the wee hours of the night and could even be seen walking when the sun rose into the night sky. But that didn't stop him. It might have encouraged him, dare I say? It meant he had less time to actually dwell on the facts, even though that's exactly what he was doing.

And then a brilliant thought occurred to him. Why didn't he think of it earlier? He could fly! That always made things better for him. A bad days cure, some would call it. He rushed home to get his broom and left less than a minute later. He then raced off to the nearest quidditch pitch, which just so happened to be where he worked.

A small smile was on his face as the cool air whipped past him, making his robes billow out gracefully. As it got later in the morning, more of his team started to file in and join him in the air. Pretty soon, everyone was there and having a great time, not even playing quidditch, just goofing around at 50 feet above the ground.

And then the coach showed up.

It wasn't necessarily a bad thing. But the news he brought was. "Good news team." he spoke as they all crowded round. "We have a match in a week. But before we play against them, there will be a banquet, a get-to-know-you type deal. That's scheduled for next Thursday, and the match will be Friday afternoon."

"Well Coach, seeing as it's already this Thursday and you still haven't told us who we're playing against, it just might take til next Thursday to find out." one person said and the rest of the team burst into laughter.

"Gee, now I guess I won't tell you," the coach said in a mock hurt tone and the team laughed even harder at the player's rushed apology.

"The team is…" he paused for effect and to hear his players groans. "Puddlemere." Everyone cheered excitedly.

All except Oliver.

That was Katie's team.

a/n:I'm back! Things will start to get good in the next 2 chapters. And, of course, I have to thank my lovely reviewers. Without you, even if there's only one of you, I probably wouldn't write this. One review is extremely encouraging and rewarding.

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Well, until the next update…toodles!