A/n Well does anyone actually read these things anyway? But I guess I should continue anyways for the select one or two that actually read this. So I have been home for a week or three. That's been fun. I miss everyone who is not in Band that I don't see during the fall. Oh speaking of band. We got another movement in the music YAY now we have 1, 2 and 3 so I guess that is good. I hate playing catch up. I got serenaded to at a party. That is always fun. Apparently there is a whole song about my name and my neighbors who were not even drunk yet decided to sing to me. That was well interesting. Then I went to the Renaissance Festival. I got a henna tattoo on my ankle it's a Celtic heart. It is very cool. I started school, I also had my 16th birthday and I can DRIVE! Okay I have decided to thank my reviewers up here instead of the bottom. number1bandgeek: Wow your band is small. But sometimes smaller is easier to clean and such. Oh that part you were talking about Katie wasn't so much trying to forgive him. Its more she was scared of what to think. And when Oliver said he loved her that is when she truly realized that she could trust him and he was for real. But I understand how you could think it was somewhat rushed. Maria Casey Wood: Don't worry I wont kill Natalie off yet. (Or maybe not at all.)It is a good thing I promise and if the preview didn't give it away I don't know what. I am glad that you very happy that Oliver and Katie are together. . LiDdLeGurLyAnGeL: some times you just have to be evil. Evelas : never fear I wont kill her, maybe seriously injure her but I wouldn't do that, though that could be a good idea. If you feel I am forgetting this story email me and yell at me … there is nothing like getting mail begging you to update … it warms the soul. This story is AU! You have been warned so don't kill me. I neither own nor created Harry potter or charters with in the books, they belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling the only thing I own is the figments of my imagination.
Okay With out further impediment, delays and random babbling I give you… Just believing by: HoviziChapter 6
Love is a sweet tyranny because the lover endures his torments willingly.
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Previously
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"Ms. Bell, would you please come with me. There has been an incident involving your sister Natalie," Professor McGonagall. A million things ran thought Katie's mind. What could have happened to Natalie; it was only the first day.
"What?" Katie managed to say before fainting.
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"Katie!" Oliver said as he managed to catch her. She quickly came to it and opened her eyes.
"What happened?" Katie asked still a bit uneasy, and completely unknowing of what had just happened.
"You fainted," Oliver said quietly.
"Oh," Katie said with a bit of a gasp.
"Ms. Bell," Professor McGonagall said as if she had just noticed her. "Would you please come with me."
Oliver gently squeezed Katie's hand as if offering her protection and promising that it would be okay.
"I'll be fine; I'll meet you upstairs afterwards," Katie whispered to Oliver as she let go of his hand and began to follow Professor McGonagall. She led Katie to her office and asked her to have a seat.
"Professor, what is this all about? What is wrong with my sister?" Katie said very worried about her.
"Actually your sister is quite fine; however she has done something for you, Ms. Bell." Katie got a wave of extreme nervousness. But the professor continued, "You sister seems to have filed some forms to grant you visitation time and felt that she could not tell you herself."
"Visitation time? " Katie was confused for a moment. "But the only person I know who I would need forms to have visitation time with is…" and suddenly it hit her. "My father? But with all this? I mean with the break out they are really able to do this? This has to be a joke, some sick joke." Katie was about ready to walk out of the room right then.
"I assure you Ms. Bell, this is no joke. The forms have been filed and the likelihood that they will be approved is in your favor Ms. Bell." Professor McGonagall explained. "I just thought you would like to know that there is the strong possibility that this could happen."
"Yes thank you," Katie said still unsure of this was really happening.
"Now off you go. I have another class very soon," Professor McGonagall said in her stern voice.
"Yes, of course professor. Thank you again," Katie said, meeting the eyes of her professor. Katie began to walk away.
"Ms. Bell," Professor McGonagall called.
"Yes professor?" Katie asked.
"I would suggest you thank your sister for the opportunity," she said with a slight smile.
"Oh, of course," Katie said and continued walking back to the common room.
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Oliver rushed back to the common room. I hope Katie's sister is alright. Or worse I hope that neither of them are in troubleOliver sat in one of the chairs thinking to himself. Oliver heard the portrait door open. He turned to see Natalie enter, alone. She had this sad look upon her face as if she had just sent someone to their doom. As soon as someone caught her eye she buried her head into the floor. Not wanting to look at anyone.
"Natalie?" Oliver asked, the young girl's head rose meeting Oliver's eyes.
"Yes…" she answered timidly
"Are you okay?" he asked though he knew she wasn't.
"Yeah, I just..." she paused as if she didn't want to tell him what she had done.
"Natalie, you can trust me. I won't tell anyone, even Katie," Oliver told her.
"Well, I-I-I filed some forms and Katie might be mad at me…" Natalie said. Oliver thought he knew what forms she was talking about. Katie had told him the year before that more than anything she wanted to see her father. Maybe Natalie had made that possible for her.
"Do you mean the forms that would let someone visit a prisoner?" Oliver asked even though he was pretty sure.
"How…? I mean I only told Professor McGonagall when she helped me file them," Natalie asked. Now she was sure that Katie was going to hate her.
"Well, I'll let you in a secret. I know that more than anything, fame, winning the quidditch cup, or even graduating, that Katie wants to see him, your father. And I also know that in order to see someone who is in Azkaban, you have to fill specific forms out," Oliver said keeping his voice down.
"Oh," Natalie said quietly as embarrassment wiped her face.
"Don't worry. Things will be fine and Katie won't be mad," he passed looking at Natalie. "She will probably thank you."
"I hope you are right, Oliver," Natalie said gathering her bag, "but I must be off before I am late for potions. I don't want to be on Snape's bad side."
"Too late," Oliver said chuckling to himself.
"Why, what do you mean by that," Natalie question Oliver as to what she had done
"Well … you are a Gryffindor, which means that you are already on his bad side," Oliver said. Natalie smiled a small grin and headed out of the common room off towards potions. Soon after Natalie had left, Katie burst into the room.
"Oh . . . my… goodness," Katie said out of breath.
"What, what happened?" Oliver said with some concern.
"I… might... be … able to … see..." Katie paused to catch her breath. She sat down and took a couple of deep breaths. "I might be able to see my dad." Oliver looked at her
"Katie that is wonderful," Oliver said hugging her and kissing her forehead. "When are you going to see him?"
"Well I am not quite sure and nothing final, but Professor McGonagall said that that I have a good chance of getting to see him," Katie replied with a grin on her face. But soon the reality of it sunk in and a slight frown had appeared on her face.
"Katie, what's wrong?" Oliver asked noticing that she had become sad.
"Oliver…" Katie said as her voice had suddenly become quiet. "What if he doesn't remember me? What if he doesn't even know who I am and this whole thing will be a waste of time?"
"Katie, I can't promise you anything but, I can promise you this: even if he doesn't remember who you are, you know who his is and that is half way there. You have the memories that you still believe in and that is what is important, that you remember him." Oliver said. "It wont be a waste of a time."
"Maybe you're right," she paused as to catch her thought. "Oh goodness, I feel horrible. Here I am talking about my dad with you," she said feeling a bit guilty. Although she had not seen her father in quite a few years, she knew that Oliver would never have the chance to see his father again.
"Katie don't, its okay. I'm fine," Oliver said somewhat unconvincing.
"Oliver, I seriously feel bad," Katie said, unsure of how to make him feel better.
"Katie, I am fine … please don't stress about this. I am happy that you might get to see your father. Really I am," Oliver said putting on a fake smile that Katie bought.
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Friday night, Katie was restless. She had a hard time falling asleep. She finally got sick of just laying there so she made her way down the stairs to the common room and sat on the couch. Katie sat there for a while when Oliver came down and sat beside her.
"Katie, why are you still up?" Oliver asked. Katie slowly turned towards him, as if she didn't want to look away from the fire.
"I can't sleep; I am just scared about tomorrow," she replied trying not to make him feel obligated to do anything.
"Katie, things will go just fine, and I am sorry that you can't sleep," Oliver said putting his arm around Katie as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Oliver?" Katie asked looking up at him.
"Yes, Katie?" he replied.
"Thank you so much for being here for me and everything," Katie said smiling slightly.
"Oh, Katie, its nothing," he said as he kissed her forehead and hugged her tighter.
They sat there just staring into the fire. Soon, Katie had fallen asleep. Oliver looked down at the girl in his arms. She looked so peaceful; she is truly an angle. Oliver thought to himself. He was glad that she was his. Oliver soon began to feel the fact that it was early in the morning. He decided to let Katie sleep instead of waking her up and telling her to go back to her dormitory. Oliver rested his head upon hers, and drifted into sleep. Morning came much too early for Katie. The sun had just begun to rise and it was quite clear that it was still early. Katie shifted slightly only to realize that someone's arms were around her. She wondered whose arms they could be so she turned her head to look up. She was somewhat relived that it was Oliver. She shifted back into his arms and feel back asleep quickly. Katie felt as if she had only been asleep for a few moments, when she felt someone shaking her arm.
"Katie, you have to wake up now or you will be late," the person said
"No… five more minutes please," Katie pleaded.
"Katie, you have to get up," the person persisted with Katie.
"NO, no, no, no. I want to sleep," Katie continued to buy time.
"Katie, you can't," the person continued to tell her.
"Mmmmm, noooo," Katie said whining, still trying to get her way.
"Katie! If you don't get up right now, I am going to push you off this couch," the person threatened.
"Okay, " Katie said half agreeing, but then she remembered all the events of last night. She slowly opened her eyes, got blinded by the sun, and said, "Olli, I don't want to get up. It's too early."
"But Katie, you have to," Oliver said.
"Okay fine, I'll get up," Katie said finally giving in.
"Good," Oliver said as Katie got up and went to go get ready for the day.
Oliver and Katie spent most of the day in the common room just talking. Katie was nervous as ever. She was also very jumpy. She nearly jumped a couple of feet off the couch when Professor McGonagall came to get her.
Before she knew it, Katie was at the building that held the visitation cells. She was ushered in and was so in awe at how poor the conditions were she wasn't paying attention when the officer told her to wait by a door. Katie stood nervously outside the room, almost questing if he was really in there. The saddened cold wiped over her. But she knew she had to forget about that. She might not get another chance to see him again. Katie wanted to spend hours telling him everything that was going on in her mind, all about Natalie and her mother. She even wondered if he knew about Jonathon, but she didn't want to be the one to tell him. That was too much of a burden. Katie sat on the bench outside of the room with her knees to her chest, slightly rocking back and forth, waiting for the right time to come. The door opened and out came a straggly figure.
"Katie ..?" the person asked as if he didn't know it was really her. Katie remained speechless; everything she wanted to say wouldn't come out. She stood up to greet the person. Was this even him? she asked herself,
"Katie, my angel is that really you," the person asked again, but Katie couldn't say a word she stood there horrified. She wasn't sure why but she couldn't bring herself to say a word or even move from the spot that she was standing.
"Katie?" he asked once more and suddenly she snapped out of it
"Daddy!" she ran towards him, jumping in his arms and giving him a hug. They went inside the room and sat on one of the loveseats next to each other.
"Katharine, how are you?" her father asked. It was obvious to anyone that he had aged quite a bit.
"Oh, daddy just fine. I have missed you so much," Katie said unable to register that this was actually happening. So much had happened lately that she couldn't really believe that it was happening.
"So how is school?" her father asked.
"Oh you know, 7th year …" Katie replied. And it hit her like a speeding bullet; she was actually talking to her father. Suddenly you couldn't shut Katie up. She was telling him everything that had happened from her first year all the way to moments before she had arrived here. Then the subject of her brother came up.
"Katharine, I have heard all about you, your mother and Natalie. But what about Jonathon? What is going on with him" her father asked rather demanding.
"Um," this was the moment Katie had been dreading. She didn't want to be the one to tell her father. Yet she was scared of what he would do. "Well, we haven't really talked to him lately." Katie had become so quiet it was hard for her to even hear her own voice.
"What happened?" her father asked, rather demanding again though Katie didn't really want to be the one to tell him. "Katie, you can tell me. I won't get mad at you or anything."
"He..." Katie paused; she didn't know how to word it. "He… joined his ranks; we really don't talk about him."
"Oh, Katie," her father had become a man "demanding for answers and not taking no for an answer" to a "sweet compassionate person" in a matter of seconds. He stood up and gave her a hug as Katie accepted it somewhat timidly.
"So, how is Oliver?" her father finally asked after they let go of one another.
Katie smiled as she thought about Oliver, causing a blush to come a crossed her face.
A/N – I have put this chapter off long enough… so here it is … I will continue later …
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