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harryginny

I'm really sorry for the slow update. My comps been broken for a while. And I SOOOOOOO sorry for the short chappie. I was going to add much much more but I wanted to give you guys something before the holidays and I havnt really been getting a strong idea about what I should write.

Hope you enjoy this short chappie. It won't happen again!

Chapter 3. Closet Encounters

Katie approached the Gryffindor table at dinner time descretly, holding her head down to prevent onlookers to gawk.

"Hello Katie. It seems you finally got to scrape the rooster dung out of your hair", George greeted Katie with his usual rudeness.

"Shut up!" Katie hushed at him, hoping that no one else would go off on her like that.

"We're only joking Katie", Alicia smiled.

Yea....right.

"P.U.! Ever thought of taking a bath Bell?" Fred teased.

Katie's eyes widened. Oh no. She had bathed 3 times at the infirmiry to get rid of the putrid stink of dung. She had used 4 different body washes, some along the lines of 'peaches', 'roses', 'apples', and a strange 'champagne' scented scrubb.

It was terrible to think that there was still a smell left.

"Do I really smell you guys?" She un-descretly lifted her arms to smell her self.

Her friends broke out into hysterics as Katie realized Fred was joking, once again.

"Give Bell a break", Wood snapped at them.

Katie smirked, "Oh Wood, you're only saying that so I won't torture you. I think you are trying to get on my good side. Don't you remember our deal?"

Wood frowned as the others perked up their ears, "No, I didn't forget," he grumbled.

"What deal'?" Angelina inquired.

Before Wood could scoff out an answer, Katie replyed, "Since it was Wood's fault for my horrid emberrasement, he is indebted to be my slave for a week."

"What kind of slave is he Katie?" Fred grinned as George nudged him.

"I'll pretend you didn't say that, and spare you", Katie's gray eyes narrowed at the pair as she pulled a bowl of mashed potatoes to her.

"If you can pretend that, you can also pretend that you truly don't smell", Fred continued.

This time, Katie didn't live up to her 'Ms. Gullible' stature and pelted a handful of mashed potatoes in Fred's direction.

Unfortunetly, Katie Bell wasn't only known for her poor hearing, kultzy strutt, 'smell', and unluck, but also her infamously bad timing. Professor McGonnagal had just walked by.

Seeing that Katie had already been in trouble in McGonnagal's class, she had aquired the short straw, you could say.

"Ms. Bell! Detention after dinner, in my office. You know not to throw food around like a 3 year old child", she chided and huffed out of the Great Hall and heads turned to Katie and started laughing.

Fred, George, Alicia, Angelina, and Wood all looked up to her sympathetically as she blushed red roses.

"Sorry Kates", Fred muttered.

"Todays just not going well", Alicia comforted.

Katie rolled her eyes at the ceiling and finished up her dinner, "I might as well go now and get it over with."

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"God I am so damn hungry, I should've stayed longer at dinner", Katie gronned and slid further and deeper into the plush armchair by the fire.

She had just come back from her detention (Plotting Mandrakes with Sprout and McGonnagal) and found Wood sitting by the fire reading a book.

Wood looked up, "Really?"

"Hoh you have no idea", Katie closed her eyes and began to feel her muscles loosen and her eyes groop.

All of a sudden, she felt a warm, tight grip around her arms and she was lifted up, "I know just the thing to fill you up."

Without letting her refuse, Wood pulled her through the portrait hole and into the hallway.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Ever been to the kitchens Kates?" Wood turned to her with a grin on his lips.

"Of course I have. I mean, going to school with Fred and George- but it's past curfew1"

As if on cue, the pair heard Filch hobbling down the adjacent hallway and the slight mew of his ugly cat.

Wood and Katie ran into the nearest hiding place they could find; a small closet to the left, which was smaller then a broom closet.

Wood and Katie crammed into there, "Ouch, your elbows in my face!"

"And your hip is in my groin Katie!"

"Ah well we don't want that incidant again."

They both started to laugh until Wood covered her mouth as he heard Filch walk past...slowly.

Katie couldn't see Wood, even night vision wouldn't help this dark closet. But she could feel the warmth of his hand over her mouth, and his breath on her skin.

Her spine prickled and her breath caught...they were so close. Wood took his hand away. Nothing happened for a mintue. An awkward silence awakened.

Then, "I think we can go out now", Wood whispered in a muffled, deep voice.

"Ye...", Katie gulped back and opened the closet door cautiously, light spilling into the tight space. She breathed deep, and made sure to keep a 5 pace distance between her and Wood as they walked down to the kitchens. That breif moment in the closet had confused her more then Snape's potions exams.

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