Chapter 5 - Morning Beautiful, Will You Take My Hand?
Nobody's POV
"Ange, have you seen my quidditch gloves?" asked Alicia, walking around the
dorm in search of her things.
"Right here, Lish," replied Angelina, throwing the gloves at her.
"Whose turn is it to wake up her royal hignessness?" Angelina muttered,
pointing at Katie's bed.
"Yours. I did it last time."
"Fine." Angelina pulled open Katie's curtains. "WAKEY WAKEY, LEMON SHAKEY!" she sang
quite loudly. Katie moved ever so slightly.
"Mmm. Pancakes sound good, Mum," she muttered.
"Katie! It's almost six! We have a thing called QUIDDITCH PRACTICE.. remember!"
Angelina exclaimed. No answer. "Fine." Angelina muttered.
"Knock, Knock!" Fred and George came waltzing in the dorm.
"How did you two get up the stairs?" Alicia questioned suspiciously, walking out of the
bathroom.
"Let's just say that we have our ways," answered Fred. "Don't worry! We never
come in unless you are here or fully dressed!" said George, receiving a death glare from Alicia.
"You don't," muttered Fred.
"I heard that!" exclaimed Angelina from the lavatory.
"So, where is our Katiekins?" asked Fred in a sweet voice. Alicia sighed.
"Still sleeping. She just WON'T WAKE UP!" she yelled in attempt to wake Katie up,
but having no effect whatsoever.
"Let's get Wood!" exclaimed George, and he and his brother went off in search
of their beloved quidditch captain.
"Why good morning, oh captain of ours!" exclaimed Forge, bouncing in Oliver's
dorm. "Yes, lovely to see you!"
"Ah, shut it you two. Where is everyone? Still in bed?" smirked Oliver, who was
getting his stuff together.
"Well, everyone is awake.. EXCEPT for Katie… she isn't quite conscious yet,
you see," Fred replied. Oliver stopped what he was doing and grinned.
"Oh, really now? What a wonderful time to get her back from kicking the shit out
of my leg," he said.
"Yeah, and for making you say that STRANGE phrase... honestly, what are kidgeons?"
asked George. Oliver only glared at them.
"Tell the girls I'll be up there in a tic. I'll fly up to their window."
"Yes sir!" replied the twins in unison, and gave mock salutes. They went their way and
somehow got back to the girl's dorm/
"Girls, girls! Oh captain of ours is coming" exclaimed the twins. "Ah, perfect. Maybe
this'll get them together… finally!" murmured Alicia. "Yeah, Wood is so thick, it's
a wonder Katie likes him!" snickered George.
"Alright team. Everyone ready?" asked a voice. Everyone turned around. "Good morning,
Oliver!" said Alicia. "Evil captain," muttered Angelina. "Hey! Can you blame me if I'm
dedicated?" he grinned, raising his hands in the air.
"Well, Katie is the only one not up, silly girl. We tried to wake her, but to no effect,"
Alicia said, shaking her head.
"Oh really? Not surprised. She never wakes up. Oh well, I'll get her," he said, and
walked over to Katie's bed. "Er, where's her head?" he asked, not able to see under
the mass of blankets.
"I think by the headboard. Not sure," replied Angelina.
Oliver slowly lifted the covers off of Katie. She was wearing a dark purple silk slip,
and was lying on her side, breathing deeply. Gods, she looks beautiful! Her hair was
spread out around her, slightly falling in her face. He reached to stroke her cheek. After
a couple of moments, he heard snickers and giggles. Oh, here I go getting all bloody mushy!
He slowly reached down and lifted Katie up, jerking her awake.
"What? What's going on? Is there a fire drill?" she asked stupidly. Everyone just laughed.
"Oliver James-"he flinched at this,"-Wood! Put me down this instant!" she shrieked.
He only chuckled and said, "Sorry, but no can do. We have quidditch practice, and I can't
have you going back to bed, now, can I? Johnson, if you would get her things please?"
"Yes sir!" she said.
"Oliver, you shouldn't be seeing me like this," she said softly, glancing at her slip.
"I've seen you in a lot less before, Kates, and you never cared."
"That's because we were a lot younger then, Ol. Things are different." They didn't know it,
but they were alone right now.
"Well, I'm sorry Bell, but I can't put you back down until we get to the quidditch pitch,
for fear of you running back to bed!" he exclaimed. "Besides, you look gorgeous right now," he muttered
under his breath.
"What?" He shook his head.
"Nothing. Let us be off, my lady." And off they went, with Oliver
carrying her all the way to the quidditch pitch.
Katie's POV
"I swear, one day I am going to bloody kill Oliver!" yelled Angelina. After a grueling
three hour practice, Oliver finally decided to let us all out. THANK THE WIZARDS ABOVE!
We were all covered in mud and dead tired, except for Oliver of course. He's never tired.
He always wants more quidditch time.
"Aw, what's the matter team? We've got to get into shape!" he exclaimed.
"Wood, as much as we all love quidditch and love even more to play it, none of us are as
obsessive as you are, you bloody wanker!" replied Fred.
"Here, here!" we all chimed in.
"Come on team, hit the showers and head up for breakfast!" We all stopped and turned
around to face him. "What? You mean it's not too late for breakfast! You mean our
captain hasn't us for so long? OH MY DAYS!" I exclaimed, putting my hand to my
forehead. I love being dramatic.
"Ah, shut it, Bell, or you'll have to see me in a private practice," Oliver said, giving me
The Look. Is it just me, or was he being suggestive?
"Oh! A private practice with Oliver Wood!" sang George, with dancing provided by
Fred. Guess it wasn't just me after all! I turned around and walked to the locker rooms.
Ange, Alicia and I walked into the girls' locker rooms. We never lock the door,
because we know that the boys will be gentlemen! At least, Alicia and Ange think so. I,
on the other hand..those..twins…never mind… Before I even got to the shower, Angelina
and Alicia were already getting dressed! I must be really slow today.
"We're absolutely famished! We are going to go eat. See you there, Katie!" they yelled,
and were out the door in seconds flat. I simply ignored them and got my things together
and went into the shower.
Gods, my muscles were sore! It's all Oliver's fault.. Always the man's fault.. I guess I
was in the shower longer than I thought, because I heard Oliver from outside the door.
"Uh, Katie, you're not trying to drown yourself in there, are you?" I laughed.
"Huh? Oh, no! I was just taking my time. I'll be out in a tick!" I yelled back, turning
off the water.
"Okay! I'll wait for you." I quickly got out of the shower and changed into some jeans and
my FAVORITE TEE: it's red and short-sleeved and has "George's Jungle" on it with
Curious George! Hey, can you blame me for liking muggle things? I grabbed my stuff and
walked out to see Oliver sitting down on one of the benches,
"Thanks for waiting for me, Ol. I didn't realize how long I took," I said. He simply nodded
and murmured, "Come here." and gestured to the empty space next to him. Ok….what's up?
"Ok, what's up?" I like to voice my thoughts… obviously. He out his arm around me and
held me close.
"Remember when we were seven, and we spent the night out in tree house and we talked
about all types of things?" he asked.
"Correction, Ol. I was seven. You were eight." "Oh yeah!" I laughed.
"But yes, Ol, I do remember. That was so much fun! We talked about anything and everything!
Including how we'd be friends forever." Oliver looked at me, and his face wanted
to make me cry! He looked so sad, like a lost little boy.
"Why don't we ever talk like that anymore Kates? What happened?" I thought for a
moment and mumbled, "To be honest, I'm not sure, Ol. I guess it's because you became
interested in girls, and I boys..."
"But that shouldn't make a difference!" he interrupted.
"I know," I whispered, afraid of speaking too loud for fear of crying. "We are still the best
of friends, though," I said a bit louder.
"True," he said. "But promise me something, Kates," he pulled me closer. Gods, it was
getting hot! "No matter what happens, we'll always be the best of friends. Forever. Promise?"
I smiled. "I swear."
He grinned that famous girl-swooning grin and got up. "Good. Come on, let's go to
breakfast." I got up and we began to walk up to the castle, his arm still around me.
"Ol, what made you think about this?" I asked, quite curious. He just gave me
The Look (DAMN!) and said nonchalantly, "Oh, you know.. things..."
Alright. You fellows know what to do by know, I should hope?
FIN