Chapter 8 - Confusion Leads to Complications
Katie's POV
I can't stop thinking back to that night when we all played truth or dare. Nearly
two weeks passed, and it is all still in my mind. Usually the back of my mind,
but sometimes in the front. Though, I'm not quite sure if it is literally in the front
or back of my mind, er, head…
"Well, I've just finished up my bloody Potions essay!" exclaimed a skipping Alicia.
Ange and I just glared at her for that one.
"Well aren't you just so fabulously-well-to-do!" I snapped, placing my aching
head in my cramped hands. DAMN HOMEWORK TO HELL! TO HELL
FOREVER I TELL YOU!
"What the howling unicorns does 'fabulously-well-to-do' mean?" asked Oliver,
who was walking up to us girlies with the twins on either side of him. Poor chap.
Must not have a lot of friends if all he does (besides obsess about quidditch of
course) is hang out with Gred and Forge.
"Why, dear Olliekins, 'fabulously-well-to-do' means that you are very well off
and that you are doing abso-bloody-lutely well in your life!" beamed George,
who took a bow for his speech.
"Thank god for Kurt Vonnegut," muttered Fred. (A/N: Kurt Vonnegut is a
bloody brilliant author! 'fabulously-well-to-do' is a phrase of his)
"Yes, indeed. He is quite a genius, you know," I replied, helping myself to some
waffles. Yes, that's right. We ALL finally made it early enough to the Great Hall
so that we could eat breakfast together!
"Who's a genius?" asked Oliver, obviously intrigued.
"Kurt Vonnegut is one of the greatest writers of our time," Fred spoke monotonously.
He and George and I stood up and gave a mock salute.
"We salute him!" we shouted in unison.
"Er, okay then," murmured Alicia. It is so fun to see Lish all lost! Usually I'm the
one who's always lost! I had a dream last night about being lost. It wasn't very fun.
I was being chased by a bunch of hippogriffs and…
"KATIE! 'ELLO!" somebody slapped my face. Hard.
"Wha?" I asked stupidly, staring at everyone.
"What's going on inside that head of yours, Bell?" asked a smirking Oliver, who was
all of a sudden RUBBING MY BLOODY SHOULDERS! Jeeze, my thoughts are loud.
I wonder if I'm loud if I have sex…. (A/N: only for you, Jori!) I just shook my head
and shrugged my shoulders.
"Nothing, really. Just a dream I had last night," I replied nonchalantly.
"And would this dream have anything to do with a certain qui…"
"No, Ange. Indeed not," I cut her off hastily. Why does it ALWAYS have to go back
to Oliver? He already rules my damn mind…
"What did I just hear?" asked Oliver, who had a rather confusion plainly written on his
face. Oh no… he knows… or something along those lines… wait a tic, this could be a
good thing! Oh, go Bell!
"Well, what was this dream of yours then?" asked Alicia, nudging my arm. I looked and
grinned inhumanly at her.
"Sure you want to know?" I asked. She sighed and shook her head.
"No, probably not. But go ahead anyway," she replied, waving her hand.
"Last night, I dreamt I was lost, actually. I was running around in some forest, completely
lost. I was also being chased by a load of hippogriffs and… Professor Dumbledore,
actually," I began quietly, still quite confused on the fact that Professor Dumbledore
was chasing me.
Everyone just stared at me with some strange looks on their faces.
"Yes. And erm, Dumbledore had an axe in his hand, you see, and he was running after
me yelling, 'You have disobeyed the will of the Jedi Order! You have had an affair with
the forbidden penguin! You must be punished!'"
"What the effing kidgeons…?" muttered Oliver under his breath.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE KIDGEONS!" thundered Fred. Yes, dear Ollie,
I have been wanting to know what kidgeons are. I think Ollie hear owes us an explanation…
"Katie, you were saying?" he smirked. Oh, leaping gargoyles! Not The bloody Look
again! I swear, if I see The Look one more time… I am going to shoot something.. after I melt…
"Er, yes. But what didn't make any sense to me was why Dumbledore was trying to
punish me with an axe. The Jedi Order do not kill or harm. Usually, they would exile
or take away the Jedi's lightsaber as a sign of not being a part of the Jedi Order any longer…"
"ON WITH THE STORY!" yelled Ange. Sheese, didn't know the girl was so impatient…
"OKAY! SO, for some strange reason, I felt like pissing Dumbledore off a bit more.
So, a huge penguin comes and starts to hump me, and then Dumbledore comes up to me
and chops off my head," I finished, drinking some pumpkin juice.
SILENCE
"Er, alrighty then. Lovely dream, Katie," Alicia said weakly, slightly patting me on the back.
Oh, so she and the rest of the gang are just NOW finding out about my insanity? KEEP
UP WITH THE TIMES PEOPLE! KEEP UP WITH THE TIMES!
"Wow, Katie, you're just all sixes and sevens on us, aren't you?" asked Fred, shaking
his head. (A/N: 'sixes and sevens' means crazy)
"Why, yes, I am. And quite frankly, I don't care what you all think," I stuck out my
tongue at them all.
"Oh very mature Katie," sniffed Alicia.
"I thought so."
"I think it is quite sexy, Kates." I whipped around to face Oliver. He had The Look
on his face yet again, and was slightly blushing. …
"Oh really now? Well then, I suppose I'll just have to keep that in mind then, won't I?"
I smirked my smirky smirk and slowly got up form the table. "Well, it's off to Potions
for us girlies. Come on Lish and Ange."
"Sure," drawled Ange, who was also slowly getting up.
"Okay," muttered Lish. What HAS gotten into them?
"Well boys, fare thee well, live long and prosper, and we shall see you later!" I exclaimed,
and we were off for stupid Potions. AND THEN THERE WERE NONE… I just love
that quote, er, book…
Oliver's POV
So maybe there is hope for me yet. Looks like Katie is finally catching on..
muahahaha… once Katie is mine, I shall rule the world, and have her rule as my
queen! Muahahaha! (starts to cough horribly) erm, okay then…
"Was it just me, or was Katie being suggestive to you Woody?"
I looked up at Gred and Forge. They had rather sadistic grins on their faces… oh no…
"I dunno," I shrugged. "Maybe she was." I saw the twins sneak each a glance at each other.
"Oh, Wood! There wouldn't happen to be anything between you two, would there?"
Fred asked, "innocently" smiling at me. I shook my head and sighed.
"No. Not that I know of. Damn." If only she knew how much and how badly I want to
call her my own. Four, almost five, long years have passed, and I still care for Katie
this way. I can't keep waiting forever, thought, can I?
"Ah, cheer up Wood. Things are going to start looking up soon. Trust us." Oh great.
"I am rather afraid of trusting you two," I replied, narrowing my eyes. Sure, they're
great guys, but when they say the words, trust us, I can only shudder to think…
"Don't we have a class called Defense Against the Dark Arts to go to chaps?" Fred said
brightly, pulling George up with him.
"Come, dear Ollie. While we learn about the ways of hinky-pinks or whatever, WE shall
teach you the ways of women!" they exclaimed. I could only stare.
"Well then, off we go!"
Katie's POV
"Let's all take a skip, shall we?" Ange suggested in a sickening sweet voice. What
is up with that voice? It's quite scary to hear such a sound come from Ange's mouth.
"Uh, sure Ange," murmured Lish, who glanced over at me, giggling. I couldn't help
but snort myself.
"Oh, hippity skip, hippity hop; hippity bip, hippity bop!" Ange was singing as we were
"skipping" to the dungeons.
"You're off your rocker," I muttered under my breath, but joined in anyway.
Suddenly, when we were just getting out of the Great Hall, my bag decided to have a
mind of its own and broke, causing all of my bloody things to fall out.
"SHIT IN A CAN!" I yelled, receiving some odd glances from Ange and Lish.
"Um, Katie? We can fix this," Alicia said quietly, bending down to pick up a few inanimate
objects.
"No no! You all go ahead. Please, do not be late for Potions because of me. Snape'll kill
us all. Shoo!" I groaned, waving them off.
"We'll save you a seat!" exclaimed Ange while running off. Now. Onto the picking up of
the objects.
"Here, let me help you with that."
I felt someone's hand over mine, touching it lightly like a feather, yet so warm. Howling
harpies! I think my heart might have stopped!
"Ol?" I looked up, feeling a blush ever so slowly creeping up. "What are you
doing over here? Don't you have Defense?" I really was confused you know… he just smiled
and shrugged.
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter. I saw you picking up things while I was walking
out of the Great Hall, so I figured I would help you a bit." Awww! He is too
sweet for me! Gods Katie, get a grip on yourself…
"Thanks Ol! I could use a bit of 'help'," I smiled, getting the rest of my things
together. With the help of Sir Oliver, we got everything in less than one minute!
Go us! We both got up at the same time, thankfully he helped me up since I'm such a klutz.
"Katie?" he asked while pulling me up. I realized he hadn't let go of my hands even
when I was up. But was I going to mention anything? No…
"Yes ickle Olliekins?" I asked back, grinning impishly. He hates it when I do that…
"I hate it when you do that." See! I told you! "In all seriousness though. There is
something I've been needing to talk to you about. Can we talk at lunch? Say…
meet me outside by the entrance doors?" he asked, smiling slightly. What could he
want? Oh! Maybe he wants to express his undying love for me! Yes, Ol! I'll meet you!
"Sure thing Ol. Is there something wrong?" he shook his head though.
"No. Just wanted to talk to you." Yaysernessish! I cannot wait until lunch! (starts
to do the happy dance in mind)
"Okay. Good. See you later Kates. And make sure to watch your back down here.
There are a lot of creeps. Wouldn't want to lose my best chaser, eh?" MAJOR
AWWWWNESS! Okay Oliver… I really love you now!
"There he goes… back to quidditch again," I exclaimed, sighing dramatically. Would
he take the bait?
Oliver just gave me THE LOOK and pinched me arm lightly.
"Hey! Like I said on the train ride here, not everything revolves around quidditch
for me!" I couldn't help but laugh at his now pinkish face. He was too cute for words!
"See you later Wood!" I exclaimed, running down the dungeons.
"Later Kates!"
….APPROXIMATELY FIVE MINUTES LATER….
"Sorry I'm late Professor!" I gasped in between breaths. Damn. Running really is
hard to do when you're carrying a heavy bag.
"Five points, Ms Bell. Now, I would advise you to take a seat and be quiet," Snape
said in a low, almost purring voice.
"Yessir." I walked over in between Ange and Lish and got my stuff out. I'll have to fill
them in on my "meeting" with Oliver I suppose. Otherwise, since I won't be at lunch with
them today, they'll probably be thinking I was kidnapped and raped by some Slytherin,
and then they will try to hunt down and kill all male Slytherin… yeah…
"What took you so long?" Ange hissed, nudging my shoulder.
"Later," I mouthed to her, opening my book to some god-forsaken page.
"And now. Before I was so rudely interrupted by Ms Bell's 'fashionably late entrance',I
want you all to copy the directions for making the Sleeping Potion…"
-I had a little run in. I wrote to the two twits.
-Would it be with a certain quidditch captain by the name of Oliver Wood?
-Yes indeed my dears!
-OMFG! What happened!
-Wait a tic. Did you two just have a snogging fest? You did look a little disordered
with your hair all out of place and your face red.
-Pish. I wish. (haha I just rhymed!) Nah. He saw me and came over to help pick
up my stuff. At least somebody decided to help me… unlike SOME people I know!
(looks angry)
-Hey! YOU were the one who shooed us off!
-Oh, right. Anywho… He said he wants to talk to me about something at lunch.
We're meeting by the entrance outside!
-Oh! I bet he's going to profess his undying love for you!
-That's what I thought at first! But I am seriously doubting that. It's more
likely that he's going to announce that he has been chosen to play with
some quidditch team… or say he did it with some evil penguin who
seduced him for his good looks…
-WHY THE BLOODY HELL NOT! We've told you, oh, how many times,
Alicia? HE IS BLOODY IN LOVE WITH YOU! THIS COULD VERY WELL
BE THE DAY!
-…..penis…..
-You belong in a madhouse, Lish. Honestly, what was that for!
-I don't know. It was just in my head at the moment… so… I wrote it…
-Oh my dear giddy aunt! Alicia, you are indeed a dirty little girl, thinking of
things like that! I don't even think like that so often!
-Quite changing the subject PEOPLE! Now, back to Katie's hot sexy quidditch
sex slave.
-He is NOT my quidditch sex slave… yet… (grins evilly)
-KATHERINE ANNE BELL!
-What? You were the one who said it first!
-Yes, but I didn't mean it!
- And neither did I… or did I? muahahaha.
-Barking mad… the lot of you…
-…penis…
-WILL YOU STOP IT ALICIA!
-Uh oh! Greasy ugly git alert! Somebody hold the parchment and stick it in
their shirt! Snape wouldn't dare to get it then!
-And how do you know that?
-JUST HOLD THE PAPER KATIE!
Sheese. Talk about cranky today. Luckily Snape passed us with only a sneer and a
"do shut it" look. Oh no. I don't think Snape hates us. Not at all! I mean, besides the
fact that we're Gryffindors, friends with Harry Potter, awesome quidditch players…
nope, not at all.
Damnit! I have until after Ancient Runes to see Oliver! That's four hours! FOUR
HOURS I TELL YOU! Needlessly to say, I did stick the parchment down my shirt.
I crossed my eyes and cupped my boobs, receiving a few giggles from you know who.
"Is there a problem, Ms Bell?" Snape showed up right next to me. Gods that's too
creepy! He's like a snake! Oh, slithery, slippery, snaky Snape…
"Me Bell! Unless you wish to receive detention for this week, I would advise you to
pay a bit more attention!
"Oh, we, sorry Professor. Mind was wandering off again. That happens quite a bit,
you know…"
SCORE KATIE! No detention for me! He just walked his slither self up to the front
again. Today is a good day indeed.
"Gred, Forge, I have something very serious that I am about to tell you."
We, the three of us, that is, were in transfiguration (only one more class!) at the moment.
Lee was somewhere, probably sitting with that pretty little Ravenclaw girl
. Bloody lunatic. Gred looked up at me with innocent enough eyes. Thankfully, it was
the very end of class, and Professor McGonagall was in such a good mood that she
let us have the last few minutes to ourselves, and she left without another word!
"Oh? Well then, dear Katie, please inform us of your very serious announcement!"
"Well, you see, I…"
"Fred, how much are we going to charge for the stink pellets packs? I was thinking a
little more than thirty beans or so…" interrupted George, who was really involved
with his "work".
"George!" Fred punched his half-wit brother in the arm. "Katie was just about to tell
us something serious!" he exclaimed.
"Thank you, dear Fred," I smiled and kissed him lightly on the cheek. That brought
George's attention to Katie's World.
"I'm all ears. Please, Katie, continue."
"As I was saying… I… am…" I stopped for a dramatic pause, leaving the twins
exasperated.
"Out with it Katie!" they yelled in unison. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall
wasn't here yet to punish us for our "insubordinate behavior".
"… in love with Oliver."
SILENCE
"Is that all!" George grumbled impatiently. How could they respond like that?
Was I that obvious!
"Tell us something we don't know," snorted Fred.
"I humped a blown up snow man once." They just stared at me as if I had grown
an extra head.
"What? You told me to tell you something you didn't know," I sighed. They could
only shake their heads at me.
"And to think, we thought we taught her truly in the ways of the force…"
muttered Fred.
"Oh honestly!" I slapped them on their heads.. hard…
"Just kidding Kates! So, finally admitting it, eh?" snickered George. I narrowed
my eyes at him.
"What do you mean by that, you bloody bastard?" I think I scared them because
they started to turn bright red.. oh, I could use this to my advantage… muahahahaha
"Well, uh, Katie.. you see, uh… " I just burst into laughter at the two of them.
They looked so scared! lol
"Relax you two! I was only joking! How did you two already know?" The two
stood up and took a slight bow.
"Well, it has been quite obvious to us and the girls ever since dear Olliekins was
in his second year and you, Ickle Katiekins, were in your first year. Ever since then,
well, as they say, pigs shall fly," said Fred, patting my shoulder. Pigs will fly? What
the bloody hell…?
"I am not even going to ask what that means," I replied, shaking my head.
"Worry not, fair lady! For, we have told no one of our thoughts and guesses, save
for the dear Angelina and Alicia, of course!" exclaimed George, who took my hand
and kissed it. Yeah, I am not going to fall for that one again…
"Is there something you two want? I know how you work, I mean, I have only known
you two what… all my live?" I snorted. I noticed the two grinned and looked at each
other. Oh no. what did I say!
"Well, little Katiekins, since we take such good care of you, watching over you like
the over protective brothers we are to you, we would like… a kiss!" they said in unison.
Egad! What have I gotten myself into!
"Well, alright. But this means nothing between us, okay?" I murmured. They smiled and
nodded. I know they didn't think of me that way, but, boys will be boys!
"Here ya go Gred!" I laughed and gave him a feathery kiss on his lips. He grinned and
nodded his head in thanks.
"Love you too Katie!"
"And Forge…" I leaned over to place a small kiss on his lips. "Happy now you two?"
I snickered.
But they didn't answer. Instead, they were looking a bit past me, faces turned quite pale.
What could be so wrong as to worry these two? I turned around and saw…
"Oliver!" I tried to get his attention, but he left the class without a word, face
bright red. I turned to the twins.
"What just happened?" I asked slowly, as if to steady myself. They just shrugged.
"Apparently, Oliver saw you gave George here a kiss, and he, well, I think he
got quite upset over it. I suggest you go get him," replied Fred, looking nervously at me.
"I'm already out of here!"
FINALLY! Had to leave you at a cliffhanger, eh? As I said, I am horribly sorry that I haven't updated in so bloody long! I really have had very bad writer's block, but somehow, my mind has been set free! Erm, some what, anyway… but that is no excuse!
BTW: "OMFG" means "Oh My Freaking God" I never say that… seems too… girly for me…
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