Chapter 15 - No Day But Today

Nobody's Pov

"I swear, if those two don't make up soon, I'm going to shut them in a closet together!" Fred
grumbled to himself, violently rubbing his forehead.

"Oh, how original, how marvelous. That ought to fix everything up," Angelina bitterly
replied as she smirked at her boyfriend.

"Shut it. I've got your number, remember?" he snapped, sneaking an arm around
her innocent, unsuspecting waist.

"You've also got my room, remember?" she purred, contentedly resting her head
right underneath his chin.

"No! No, he does not have your room! Please remember that I live there too!" shrieked
Alicia. She violently shook her head, suddenly getting rather mature images of her best friends.

"Whenever they're up in your room, Lish, know that you can always come knock
on my door." George clumsily slung an arm around Alicia's shoulders, pulling her close to him.

"I'll keep that offer in mind…" she murmured, smiling up at him.

"Oi! Lookie here, George! It's our wee little brother, Ickle Ronniekins!' Fred exclaimed.

"Sod off," Ron muttered, his ears turning a faint pink.

"What's the matter? You and Hermione have another lovers' spat?" George teased.

"I heard that!" the said Hermione shouted from the other side of the Common
Room, poured over numerous books and parchment.

"Oh, right. Sorry about that, Hermione…"

"I was coming over to tell you…" Ron paused, grinning that the suspense as
he drawled.

"What? Coming to tell us what, Ron?" Alicia asked in an exasperated voice.

"Tell you, that… I heard Wood talking to himself yet again, muttering about
finding Katie. I think he was going to apologize to her."

Everyone froze.

"What!" Ange and Lish yelled at the same time.

"Where! Where!"

"Now calm it just a minute, you bumbling sex kittens!" Fred shouted. People
turned around to stare, questioning countenances on their faces.

Dang… Looks at her… She looks so peaceful just sitting there…

It was one of those few times that she had let her long locks down. The wind
played with it, flying. Her back was turned towards him; she sat at ease, her defenses down.

"Funny. I almost never see your hair down."

Her tangled russet hair whipped around her surprised countenance.

"Oliver?" she asked timidly, meekly. He nodded, inching closely to her.

"The one and only," he murmured, taking a seat close (but more than mere inches)
next to her. "It's nice out here, by the lake. Real cool and windy." Katie faced him.

"Oliver, I – "

"Katie, I – "

They both burst into hysterical laughter. Too alike, they were.

"You first," he motioned towards her. She shook her head.

"No, you." He took a deep breath.

"Katie, I am so bloody sorry. For the way I've been towards you these past few days...
weeks. I've been a complete jerk, I know. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions; I
know you and George weren't together or anything, and I wasn't even that upset at
the fact that Alicia liked him and all, it was that – "

"Sh…" she placed a finger on his shaky lips, smiling at the embarrassed boy in front of her.

"I know, Ol. I know. I'm sorry too. For blowing you off earlier and all," she
whispered, her eyes lowered. She suddenly laughed, most likely at herself.

"I suppose I was such a fool, wasn't I?" she said mockingly, more to herself than
to him. He shook his head and took her head in his hands. She looked up into his
eyes, unable to avert her own.

"You're never are a fool. You are always so wonderful to me. Stop beating
your self up," he murmured, wiping her falling tears away with his thumbs. They both broke
into smiles. She let out her deep, throaty laugh (which he adored so much).

"Thanks, Ol. What would I do without you?" she asked, smiling up at him.

"I take it you forgive me, then?" he teased, pinching her blushing cheek. She
suddenly pounced on him, tackling him to the ground.

"What's there to forgive? I acted like an arse, you definitely acted like an arse…
what's the big deal!" she exclaimed, hugging him tightly and giggling. He laughed and
wrapped an arm around her waist, lightly tracing her sides.

"So, back to the way we were, eh?" he questioned. She grinned mischievously up at him.

"Well, if I am correct in saying to (and tell me if I'm wrong), but while we were
having that… fight… I believe we told our feelings for each other… am I correct?"
she replied, searching his eyes for the answer. His throat tightened… mouth dry…

"Why yes, actually. I do believe you're right, Kates! So… what should we do about it,
then? Abandon those feelings for friendship?" he brightly inquired, tickling at her sides
and grinning foolishly.

Please don't agree to that…

Her eyes narrowed to mere slits as she smirked up at him.

"Shut it, and kiss me, Wood."

"Ah, now… what were you saying about how they would hate each other for the rest
of their lives, my dear Angelina?" George asked with raised eyebrows as the four of
them (being, of course, Angelina, Alicia, Fred, and himself) hiding behind an
abnormally large tree, trying to get a better view of their two best friends.

"I.. uh… er…" Apparently, Ange was too enthralled with the two lovers to
even take her eyes off of them.

"Hark! Is that a speechless Angelina Johnson I see before my eyes!" he exclaimed,

behind her, causing her to gasp. He smirked.

"Look at them," Ange muttered, smiling at the sight. Finally, a happy ending.

"Indeed, a happy ending," Fred sighed wistfully, laying his head gently on top of Ange's.

Indeed.

And so it is. I hope you all have immensely enjoyed my story. I know I have. I want to thank all of those who were faitful reviewers and always had great comments for the story. You all... help make works and creations that are so great possible. This is the end.. so far. I am thinking of making an epilogue.. so keep an eye out, okaies?

Fare Thee Well

FIN