Chapter 1: A Reunion at King's Cross
"You can do this, Katie. Just run through the bloody wall, and you'll be alright," she muttered
to herself. Even after all these years, Katie Bell was still afraid of walking through the barrier
of Platform 9 and ¾. Being a fifth year, she was quite ashamed of herself.
"Okay. 1, 2…" Running straight into the barrier, without opening her eyes, she rain into
two young gentlemen. Or rather, they ran into her! Katie went collapsing onto the floor.
"Ah, Katie dearest! Please forgive us!" A load of bright red hair and freckles surrounded
her then, and she knew exactly who had run into her. What am I going to do with you, George Anthony Weasley?
"Yes, Ms Bell. Please accept our most humble apologies," said his twin brother Fred,
who apparently had stolen their older brother Percy's glasses yet again (it was a tradition) and
was doing a perfect imitation of him.
"Katie, you look wonderful! Absolutely spiffing!" exclaimed George, pulling her into a
tight hug. Katie smiled and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before stepping out of the embrace.
"Ahem!" Katie turned around and laughed at Fred's "angry face".
"And what about me, Ms Bell!" he persisted. Katie giggled and fluttered her eyelids.
"Well you see, Fred, the reason that the beautiful Katie Bell kissed me first is because – " George began.
" – you are so sexy," finished Fred.
"You two. What am I going to do with you?" she muttered under her breath
as she kissed Fred lightly on his cheek.
"I'm sorry. What was that, dear Katie?"
"Oh, nothing! Nothing at all! So, how was Egypt? I saw you and the rest of your family
in the Daily Prophet over the summer," she asked. The two grinned mischievously at
each other. Oh Gods, what have I started now!
"Great. Lots of sand. And pyramids," replied George. Fred took off his glasses
for a moment.
"We tried to shut Percy in a pyramid, but Mum threw a fit when she saw us." Katie
could only shakre her head.
"You two are absolutely bonkers."
"Ah, but would you have us any other way?" they asked in unison, giving Katie one
of their award – winning smiles that only Katie could see right through. And their mum, of course.
"Where are the others?" she smirked when they finally let her go. She glanced around
the platform, searching for the "others".
"Well, Wood is saying his final farewells to his family, and the girls…"
"KATIE!" screamed two girls. Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinett squeezed Katie into
a tight hug. Katie noticed Alicia's newly cut dark black hair that was now up to her
chin. She always loved to take drastic measures when it came to herself. She saw her
dear Angelina's tanner figure and how her long, honey blonde hair stood out even
more than usual.
"You two look great!"
"I'd say we should join them, wouldn't you, Fred?" George asked, grinning impishly.
"Why, if I do say so myself, George, if we joined, we would crush poor Ms Bell!" replied
Fred rather primly.
"Help! Can't… breathe…" Katie gasped laughingly.
"Oi, you two let go of the poor girl before she dies of suffocation, and you two will then
have hell to pay," said a Scottish voice.
When the two girls finally let go of Katie, Oliver Wood got a good, long look at his best
friend of nearly six years. Bloody hell! She looks… gorgeous. She had indeed grown up
quite a bit this past summer. Her golden-brown hair was a little past her shoulders
now, framing her perfectly oval face. Oliver could tell that she had (emem) certainly filled in
certain places. Keep that mind out of the gutter! She was tanner, and her emerald green
eyes were glistening up at him.
"Uh, Katie… you look great!" she exclaimed hoarsely after staring open mouthed
at her for a few moments.
"Why, thank you Ol! You don't look so bad yourself, either," she replied, smiling up
at his 6'2 figure.
Kate was still a bit shocked at the sight of him. No longer a tall, scrawny kid, eh Bell?
He had grown taller, yes, but he had definitely got into shape this year! She could
practically see the rippling torso underneath his old, favorite black sweater that he wore
every year. His dark brown hair had grown a bit longer, hair that seemed to fall slightly into
his dark brown eyes, a style which Katie loved immediately.
They both grinned and embraced one another.
"Glad to see you could make it, Master Wood!" George exclaimed, excitedly
slapping him on the back. He held his poor hand as he mouthed, "Ow!".
"Good afternoon, Mr Wood. It is enchanting to see you once again! Simply corking!" Fred
exclaimed. The three girls burst into laughter.
"Let's… all… get… on… train now… shall… we?" Alicia gasped in between giggles.
"Finally! A compartment all to ourselves!" sighed Alicia.
"Yeah, only the very last bloody one," retorted George, pulling some of their trunks into
the room. Alicia stuck her tongue out playfully at him. He grinned in return.
"George! Be happy that we at least have one to ourselves!" Fred exclaimed shrilly.
"Honestly, you two…" Oliver muttered.
"Yes?" they asked in unison, their faces lighting up.
"So, how was everyone's holiday?" asked Katie, who was pulling her trunk
into the compartment.
"Here, let me get those for you, milady," murmured a smiling Oliver, taking her things from her
hands. Katie smiled gratefully at him for a moment.
"Oh, it was marvelous! We had Potter come and stay with us towards the end of the holiday," said George.
"Yeah, we met up with him and Hermione at the Leaky Cauldron. He said
something about blowing up his aunt I think," muttered Fred, grinning behind the tortoise – rimmed
glasses.
"WHAT!" the rest exclaimed, their mouths hanging open. Oliver burst into loud
laughter, slapping his leg.
"I stayed in France most of the summer," Alicia offered, putting down her bags and taking a seat.
"And what were you doing there?" asked Angelina, raising an eyebrow suspiciously.
"Ah, well… studying of course!" Alicia squeaked, her cheeks slightly reddening.
"Yeah… studying hot French boys," muttered Katie. There were various snickers
being heard around the room.
"And what were you doing this holiday, Katiekins?" glared Alicia. Katie merely shrugged.
She wasn't scared of Alicia's death glares. Now Angelina's death glares were another story…
"Stayed home most of it. Visited with my aunt for a while, and stuff," she replied coolly.
"Oh, and what stuff?" Alicia persisted.
"Nothing," Katie said in a drop it tone. Oliver frowned slightly at her. Something in
her eyes… didn't look quite right…
"You think dear Percy is missing these?" Fred wondered aloud, taking off and pointing
at the glasses.
"Probably. Let's be the great younger brothers we are and find him, shall we?" And the
twins ran off in search of their prefect brother. Alicia and Angelina looked at each other conspiringly.
"That reminds us… we are going to look for the trolley. Positively starved. Be back later!"
Angelina and Alicia chorused and left the room quickly, leaving Katie and Oliver alone.
El Daggeth Yoeth, m'dears. Authors Notes will always be at the end, unless it's something extremely important!
-The story takes place in Harry's 3rd year, so Oliver is in his 7th. And... I changed up the years a bit. The twins, Angelina, Alicia, and Katie are all in their 6th year. Okays? Nod your little heads. :)
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And just sit back, and enjoy the show!
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