Diclaimer: Jk Rowling owns the stuff you recognize from the original series
Oohh, this is my 4th fic that I have started and I love Oliver fics so heres one. But beware, it has a twist.
BTW, please review, I'm trying my hand at a new writing style so reviews would be greatly appreciated!
Chapter 1. Painful Quidditch
"Ms. Bell? Would like to enlighten us as to what you are doing on the floor when you are supposed to be reading chapter 12?" Silence followed. Then, "Ms. Bell!!!"
"Oh! Uh.........hell.....I mean....o....hello.....", Katie straightened up from her sprawled position on the floor. Sniggers sounded around the room as Professor McGonnagal stood over the caught student. Fred and George laughed the hardest.
"Hello Ms. Bell. Do you wish to join our class today.....in a desk?" Professor McGonnagal's nostrils flared and her eyes glinted menacingly.
"Oh yes, uh.....thank you!" Katie jumped up and sat in her chair abruptly, her voice 2 pitches hgher then natural. Her cheeks were flushed and peices of paper which she hadn't noticed, stuck out of odd ends of her hair.
"Katie you are pushing me today. Additional to the homework I have already assigned the class, I would like a well written paragraph on the transfiguration of a teacup to a parrot. Understand?" Without waiting for a reply, McGonnagal turned her back and swept to her desk.
"Yes oh devilish one", Katie muttered to no one in particular. Unfortunately for her, Katie had poor hearing. Therefore, she had poor judgement to the volume of her voice, which meant she had spoken too loud.
Half the class turned around to look at her in amazement. Even Fred and George had lowered themselves to silent giggles now, but they had to stuff their mouths with their fists to stop from exploding.
Professor McGonnagal hadn't heard exactly what Katie had said, but she was smart enough to know it was something bad. "Excuse me?"
"Uh nothing Professor McGonnagal, just opening my book up to chapter 12....yup", Katie gulped loudly and hid her radish red face behind the thick text book.
"Suave", Oliver Wood, her desk partner whispered in her ear with a heavy Irish accent that stuck out like a thorn in a pillow.
Katie jumped slightly, scared out of her hair, "Gee thanks", she whispered back, trying not to continue a conversation, terrified enough of McGonnagal's wrath.
"Erhm", Oliver looked at her strangely, fighting himself on whether he should look concerned or laugh in her face. Deciding the latter, he awkwardly raised his hands to her head.
"What are you doing?" Katie whispered, flailing her arms wildly, her horror coming back. She slid out of her chair accidently, but reflexively caught onto her desk and got back her non-existant balance.
Trying to gesture his in-explainable actions, Oliver huffed, "Holdon."
He grabbed her head unceramoneously and pulled out the stray peices of paper.
"Oh, thanks", Katie looked foolishly between the papers and Oliver.
"No problem", he mouthed to her, and they both went back to reading chapter 12.
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"That was quite a jolly show you put on in McGonnagal's class Katie Bell!" Fred and Angelina, with their hands linked, strolled alongside a gloomy Katie.
"Oh shutup. If it hand't been for your prank idea on the Slytherin's, I would not be having an extra hour of homework to look forward to", Katie plopped herself down at the Gryffindor table.
"Well if you hadn't been so damn noisy and clumsy-" George was cut off.
"You've known me for 7 years! What did you expect from me? Do you really think I could've pulled that off", Katie burst out. A few heads turned in the noisy hall.
"If you doubted yourslef then why did you follow out our orders on pulling the prank in the first place?" George retorted.
"Because", Katie continued exasperatedly, "you 2 stole my beloved picture of Dess Rodgers. And you threatened to tear it, so I had to follow through with your damn prank!"
"Fred", Angelina shreiked and slapped his arm dissaprovingly.
"What?" He and George grinned sheepishly, "Katie needs to get over that obsession of hers. That guy isn't even cute!"
That hit a nerve. "DESS RODGERS? The sexiest man on the planet, in both magical and muggle worlds! He is the hottest most sexiest band player EVER!" Katie stuck out her toungue immaturely at the twins and held the picture of her crush closer to her chest.
"Are you ranting about that guy again? Sheesh Katie, there are so many better things to waste your time with", Oliver Wood strolled over to the table and slipped into a chair.
"What? Like constant talk of Quidditch manuevers? I'm sorry Wood, but some of us don't inhale, exhale, drink, eat, and bathe in Quidditch", Katie harshly spat out. (Not literally.)
Wood seemed a bit taken aback, but cheered up nevertheless, "Well you better not have that attitude on the quidditch pitch tonight. Don't forget, we have practice," with that, Wood got up.
Katie's eyes widened to the size of cow pies, "Holy shit! But I have so much homework!" Katie quickly got up and sheepishly placed her arm around Wood, who was a good 4 inches taller then her, so her position looked quite awkward. "Ah. Sweet Oliver! Friend! Nice, awesome Quidditch Captain!"
"Nope Bell. Not working on me. Especially after that remark you put on me. By the end of practice, I'll make sure you do bathe in Quidditch."
"But Oliver", Katie put on her whiny voice, "I'm sorry", she said with a purposeful lisp.
Wood pulled of her arm from his shoulders and turned to leave, "See you at practice team."
"Jerk", Katie muttered too soon.
"I heard that!" Wood said on his way out of the hall.
"I mean...er.....Yay! Quidditch! Woohoo!!" Too late, Wood was already out of the hall. And Katie's peircing voice had penetrated her peer's ears. Half the hall was gawking at her, and again, sniggering.
"Settle down on the sugar quills Bell", Flint catcalled at her from across the hall.
"Shove it", she mouthed and gestured animatedly to his table, making sure they got the point.
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"Bell! Pay attention!" Wood shouted across the feild to Katie who was pointing and laughing at the Weasley twins whom were attempting broomstick ballet.
Katie's mood went down and she started responding to Wood's orders. "Why doesn't he shout at Fred and George?" Katie whispered to Alicia.
The whole team was on the pitch, practicing. Or what most would call it, miserabely watching Hogwarts students across the grounds enjoying the last days of summer, while they had to follow Wood's barks.
"Only half an hour more", Angelina joined them in the air. Wood went off and started helping Harry with the snitch and the girls could see them in deep conversation about Quidditch.
About 20 minutes later, everyone on the team was sweating and barely gripping onto their brooms as Wood worked them in their last few minutes of practice.
"Come on! Concentrate Bell! Faster! You're not winning any games with that aim- Oomph!" Wham, the quaffle hurtled into Woods middle as he went limp on his broom.
"Oh shit!" Katie flew over and grabbed an end of his broom. Slowly, she lowered both of them to the ground. Wood looked at her with pursed lips and a red face, as he moaned slightly and clutched his area, right below his stomach.
"I....Am.....Sooooo.....Sorry!" Katie accompanied Wood to the locker rooms as the rest of the team trailed behind, trying to look concerned instead of laughing.
"I think Katie just damaged the packaged goods", Fred whispered loud enough for everyone to have the honor of hearing.
"Shut up!" Alicia said.
"Urgh....team dismissed," Wood whimpered as he watched his team file out. Katie got up and went deeper into the locker room, coming back with a pack of ice and a worried face.
"Oh God", she took the ice pack and handed it to him, apprehensive to place it there herself.
"It's ok, you can go", Wood closed his eyes, still clutching himself.
"Are you kidding me? This is all my fault. You may never be able to ride a broom again! Oh my goodness, what if you can't have children?" Katie quickly shut up when she saw the glare Wood gave her.
"Actually, I've had worse incidants, so I think I'll be fine after a few more packs of ice", Wood tried to smile, but it just came out as a pained, lop-sided grin.
"Uhh....I've always wondered, does it really hurt that bad?" Katie looked at Wood questioningly.
Not able to help himself, Wood began to laugh deeply. But due to his condition, his laughs turned into pained moans once again.
"Ah, I see then", Katie continued, "Sorry."
"Well, atleast now I know not to shout too much at my players, they might want revenge", Wood looked up at Katie who was bent over him.
"Or they aquire really bad aim", Katie joked. They looked at eachother for a while, and out of nowhere, they simultaneously began to laugh.
Ok, so that was sorta lame finish to my first chapter. But I'd looove to know what you have to say so PLEASE REVIEW!
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