Chapter 3 – Bloody Kidgeons…

Luckily, the lot of us were able to squeeze into one carriage. There were Fred, George,
and me on one side, and Oliver, Lish and Ange on the other. But Ange. Oh, I know
what Ange was playing at… There's only one reason why she would have said,
"Oh, I'm not comfortable. Katie, switch spots with me," and push me right out of
my seat and right next to Oliver and Alicia. Well, two reasons, actually. One of them
being how much she wished to sit next to her "man", but I know she was also trying
to get me all chummy with Oliver… not that I would mind, of course.

"So, how long you two?" Oliver suddenly asked, glancing at Fred and Ange. So he
wasn't as thick as we all thought! Bravo, Oliver! Bravo my dear boy!

"The end of last term," murmured Fred. An odd silence passed.

"Wait, wait!" yelled a voice from outside the carriage.

"Ah, here comes the dashing Lee Jordan now!" said George, rubbing his hands
together. My guess is that they're going to talk about their latest "inventions". Alicia
opened the door for Lee as he hurst in.

"Thanks for waiting."

"No problem."

"Now, I'll just sit right here…" he squeezed himself next to Alicia, pushing me
right our of my seat and into Oliver's lap!

"Gods Lee," I groaned. "At least warn me next time!"

"It's alright Kates. You can sit on my lap," Oliver laughed. I turned around to face
him and smiled.

"You're bleeding right I'm going to! Where else am I going to sit?" I replied, grinning
up at him. So I made myself comfortable in Ol's lap. This was indeed going to be an interesting ride…

We finally made it to Hogwarts! Mission complete! It's like my second home.
Or third. Oliver's was always my second, seeing as we lived a mere few blocks
away from each other. Poor Alicia! I think she fancies George. I caught her staring
at him wistfully almost the whole ride here. I see some matchmaking in the works
(grins evilly)…

"And what, my dear Katie, is that evil grin for?" asked Oliver, who put his arm
around me. Well well well. Looks like there's someone who can read my crazy
mind… Wait. This could be a bad thing.

"Oh, nothing. Just a little matchmaking in the works."

"Alicia and George?" he asked abruptly.

"Yes indeed! Would you like to help me in my quest, dear friend?" I asked,
looking up at him. Wow. Deep chocolate brown eyes… very distracting… must… not… be distracted…

"Sure. How about Angelina and Fred too?" he said, pointing at the lovey-dovey
couple. I shook my head.

"Nah. If I am correct in my thoughts, I believe that they will be too busy to help us
out, if you get my meaning," I said, grinning.

"Ah, good idea. What should we do then?"

"Now that, Oliver, will discussed after we stuff our faces," I said, holding my suddenly
growling stomach. He laughed and pulled me closer to him.

"Yet another good idea."

"Good evening everyone!" said a voice. Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster.
A great man, he is. I think I have been watching too much Star Wars as of late. Very awesome muggle movie.

"I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster here at Hogwarts, in case you
didn't know or never paid attention these past years. Before I give any important announcements,
however, I believe it is time for the Sorting to begin." I realized I was sitting between Ange
and Harry Potter. He's a third year now, and a great kid. I heard about
what happened, how he fainted on the train with those horrible dementors. He looked fine, though.

"Hiya Harry, Ron and Hermione!" I said, smiling and nodding my head toward them.

"Hey Katie," they replied in unison. Gotta love those three.

The sorting, however, was not something to be loved. It took too bloody long.
TOO LONG, I TELL YOU!

Finally, Dumbledore stood up and began his announcements.

"Now, before we begin, let me say a few words: Firstly, No student, no matter what
year they are in, is allowed in the Forbidden Forest," he said, looking directly at Harry
and his friends for a moment, his eyes glimmering. I could have sworn he winked at
Fred and George, too. No surprise there.

"Secondly, I would like to clear up a very serious announcement. Our school is presently
playing host to some of the dementors of Azkaban, who are here on Ministry of Magic
business. Now, on a happier note, I am pleased to announce two new teachers this year.
First, Professor Lupin, who has kindly consented to fill the post of Defense Against the
Dark Arts teacher." (Prisoner of Azkaban, Pg 92)

The group of us clapped, along with Harry and his crew. We had heard about how
Professor Lupin helped Harry on the train, and already greatly admired him. Poor man
looked so shabby next to all the other professors. But, looks matter not, as we should
all know by now.

"As to our new appointment, I am sorry to tell you that Professor Kettleburn, our Care
of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time
with his remaining limbs. However, I am delighted to say that his place will be filled by
none other than Rubeus Hagrid." (PoF, Pg 93) The whole Gryffindor table cheered
very loudly. We all love Hagrid. How could you not?

"And now. Let the feast begin."

FINALLY… THANK THE WIZARDS ABOVE! FOOD!

"Katie, are you drooling?" teased Ange.

"No!" I replied. However, stupid me kicked poor Oliver, who was right across from me.

"SHIT-FOR-THE-BLOODY-KIDGEONS-WHO-SING-KUMBAYA!"

We all just stared at him. He looked up at us while rubbing his leg. "What?" he asked.
We just shook our heads and focused on our plates. Seems as though our dear quidditch
captain isn't as sane as we all thought.

"Kidgeons?" mouthed George.

"I am so sorry, Ol! I really meant to hit Ange!" I exclaimed.

"Oh thanks!" she grumbled at me, flicking a piece of chicken at me.

"Oh, don't worry Bell. I'll get you back for that," he said rather suggestively. Is it just me,
or is it a tab bit warmer in here? Oh, it's just you, Bell. Okay, I figured as much.

Lots of Food! Yes! I absolutely adore food. I had a little bit of everything… lots of pudding…
poor Alicia, she is so picky! Glad I'm not like her… picky about food, anyway. I didn't know
what time it was but I was eventually getting rather tired.

"Hey Percy, what's the password?" I asked.

"Fortuna Major," he quickly replied.

"Right. Thanks Perce. I'm off to the common room. Anyone game?"

"I'll come," said Oliver.

"So will we," said Alicia and George.

"Oh alright. Let's just all ago," muttered Fred.

"Alright then, it's off to el common room we go!" Alicia and I exclaimed. We snatched
Ange away from her beloved and skipped up the stairs together, leaving the poor boys alone.

Oliver's POV

"Well, they're off again," I sighed, staring at Katie until I couldn't see her anymore.

"So, mate, you and Katie looked pretty chummy together in the carriage," Fred said.

"So? She had nowhere else to sit," I replied, shrugging.

"We know how badly you wanted her on your lap- and how badly you want her,"

snickered George.

"Come on, you two! Knock it off, will you? We have to catch up to the girls anyway…"

"Who, the three, hot, sexy girls?" murmured George. I grinned.

"I noticed you couldn't stop staring at Alicia whenever you and Lee weren't talking

about your inventions," I said. THAT shut him up.

"Dear Wood, we know SO many passages throughout this school that we couldn't

count them all if we tried! Forge and I know a shortcut to the common room. Let's

give the girls a surprise, shall we?" said Gred, jumping up and down.

"We know what kind of surprise you want to give to Angelina," I muttered.

"What was that? Did I hear someone say, 'I want to do Katie?" exclaimed Gred.

"Nothing!"

"Alright then, on we go!"

Chapter Three - Wahoo!

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