Chapter 4 - The Use of Middle Names & its Advantages

"Well, we're here, and now we have to wait for the boys," sighed Alicia. That
would be a while. We walked into the common room and smiled. This was truly
one of the best places in Hogwarts! Nice and cozy. COMFY couches! Hehe...

"Hey, Katie, pass me a pillow, will you?" asked Ange. Hm, now would be a
good time for a pillow fight...

"Sure, Ange. Here ya go," I threw it quite hard at her. Oh no! crap-munchers! She's
going to throw something else at ME! And it doesn't look like a pillow…

Unfortunately, none of us were facing the door. Those evil boys. Turns our that
while we were having our awesome pillow fight, Fred ran and picked up Ange and
took her to a back table to do a little "snogging" time. George, the silly part, scared
the bejesus out of Alicia by tapping her shoulder. Poor girl screamed and literally
jumped a foot in the air. And SOMEBODY decided to put their hands in front of my eyes.

"Guess who," a very familiar, very sexy Scottish voice whispered into my ear. I
giggled. Me? Giggle? Wow.

"Hm... Professor Snape? I mean, I know you've always had a crush on me, and you
just want to ravage me," I replied sarcastically.

"Don't flatter yourself. Guess again!" persisted the voice.

"Alright... Oliver…James…Wood..." I muttered, smiling. Oliver HATED it when I,
or anyone for that matter, said his whole name.

"Had to say the whole name, didn't you?" he grumbled. What did I tell you? I took
his hands of my face and turned around.

"Hello Oliver." Oliver merely gave me The bloody Look. Gods, I want to melt right now!

"Well, I believe it is off to bed for us! Come on girls," exclaimed Alicia, pulling Ange
and me up the girls' stairs.

"Good night boys," we chanted in perfect unison, and sauntered up the stairs.

"Oi! Don't forget that we have Quidditch practice bright and early tomorrow! 6:00
am sharp!" yelled Oliver. We just groaned. What a day, what a day!

Oliver's POV

"Quidditch practice? Already? Come on Wood!" Fred said (A/N: I rhymed!).

"Well, dear brother of mine, I believe it is time for us to go up too. Don't want to
miss lovely Quidditch practice, now do we?" George said sweetly. And they left.
Leaving me by myself for the first time today. I went ahead and grabbed some
parchment and ink from a table and began to make some new quidditch plays.

I have to admit, out of all three chasers, Katie is the most cooperative. And that's
not because I like her! Johnson is always complaining about "beauty sleep".
And Spinett is always worried about studying. I guess they never heard of QUIDDITCH!
Bloody girls. Hours past. Before I knew it, it was already one-thirty am!

"I think it's time for me to go to bed," I muttered.

Katie's POV

I couldn't sleep. What else was new? I always was a light sleeper. Unless I was
knocked unconscious or something… which I wasn't in this case. I decided to go
down to the common room to do a little reading. Honestly, one of the greatest
trilogies ever written was Lord of The Rings! I was going down the stairs when
I heard a voice already in the common room. Not wanting to disturb whoever it
was, I peeked around the corner and saw... lo and behold! Oliver! Making
MORE quidditch plays! At 1 o'clock in the morning!

"Obsessed," I muttered under my breath.

Instead of reading, I figured I would watch him from the stairs. I have to admit,
when he is in his "quidditch" mode, I love to watch him. He is just so... focused
and dedicated. It's as if quidditch is his way of getting away from the real world. So
for a pretty long while, I simply sat on the steps and watched Oliver work. I watched
the way he'd mutter to himself when he was stuck on a certain play, and the way
he's stick his tongue out of the corner of his mouth when he really got into one of his
drawings. I almost laughed out loud when he sighed in frustration at one point.

Finally, after God knows how long, he got up and began to walk up the boys' stairs.
That was my cue to leave. I watched him until he disappeared up the stairs, and then
headed back up to my dorm.

Fourth Down. On a roll here.

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