Alright kiddies, just to make me happy, I've deicded to post just one more chapter for the week. I will be busy next week, but I promise that I will give you at the very least one chapter if not two. Enjoy Chapter three of QTTA
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Chapter Three
Months passed and Katie felt quite comfortable with how things ran at Hogwarts, but she still was extremely shy around people. Angelina and Alicia had become her best friends in a very short amount of time. She decided to let Fred, George and Lee stick around for laughs, and they decided to keep her around for homework help. It seemed to work for them, their small little circle.
Angelina closed her book, Transfiguration homework finally done. She glared around at everyone else. She had been the last to finish. "You all sure you got that right?"
"You know I have mine right, Angie," Katie said, lounging about on the plush scarlet couch with a book in her hands. Alicia looked up from her game of Wizard's Chess with Lee and shrugged. The twins grinned at Angelina that clearly stated that they didn't know, and didn't care very much.
Those dark brown eyes narrowed at them all, "You guys are terrible friends."
"Guilty as charged," Alicia giggled as her bishop demolished one of Lee's rooks with one blow. Lee glared up at Alicia before alowwing his gaze to onace again fall onto the the chess board.
"Hey, you know tomorrow is Gryffindor verses Ravenclaw," Fred said slowly, punching his twin in the arm. Judging by George's wince, it wasn't what one would call soft.
Katie's eyes drifted from the small text in the book to George's eyes. She cocked her head to one side. "So," she said slowly, acting as though she wasn't grasping onto this idea of his.
"So? Is that all you have to say?" George jumped up from the armchair to stand proudly with his chin high. "As Gryffindors, we should support our housemates, and encourage them to kick some serious Ravenclaw butt!" He threw his fist into the air dramtically.
The visual effect did nothing to convince Katie she should go to the upcoming match.
"Oh come on, Katie, just get off of that study horse of your's and come to a Quiddiitch match with us," Angelina put her school work away and propped her legs up on the arm of the couch as she watched Lee lose pathetically to Alicia. "Please?"
Rolling her eyes, Katie returned that blue gaze of her's to the book she was reading. "Face it guys," Lee said, growling murderously as Alicia yelped with joy after whipping him at Wizard's Chess, "Katie won't ever go to a Quidditch match, not even if her life depended on it."
"For once, Lee is right," Katie turned the page of her book, eyes scanning over the words.
"Hey! I'm usually always right!" Lee began to argue, but George stopped him with a shake of his head. "No, mate, you're never really right."
Angelina let out a loud, childish groan, "Please! I really want you to go. Have a little fun for once!"
"I'm having fun right now, can't you tell?"
"You aren't smiling," Fred pinted out.
Katie forced a smile onto her face.
"You aren't sharing your excitement with us," Alicia said as she repaired the damaged pieces, then put the set away. Lee had challenged her to a re-match, but she declared that she couldn't possibly continue to embaress him as much as she already had.
"Sharing my excitement?" Katie looked up at her friends. They weren't going to leave her alone until she gave in, or possibly hexed them. Though that second choice was very tempting, she let out a sigh, "Fine, I'll go, but only because you guys are my friends."
"Hey Fred, think mum will like the toilet seat we sent her?" George asked off handedly.
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"What's wrong, Katie? You don't look too good," Lee looked at Katie as she blanched once again during the match. Indeed, Katie didn't look her best on this particular day. Though the sun shone brightly, and it was a brilliant day for a competative Quidditch match, Katie didn't look her best.
Katie held her headin her hands and let out a sigh, "I just didn't know the stands were so high up."
Angelina's cool hand made gentle contact with Katie's forehead, to check for any signs of a fever, "You have to sit high up in order to see the game, Katie. Everyone knows that."
"Yeah," she moaned silently, looking up briefly to see why over half of the crowd groaned in disspaer. Something bad had obviously happened, but all she could see were blurs, everywhere. It only made her want to wretch as soon as she possibly could.
Fred and George were like little girls in a doll store. Very loud girls in a very different kind of dolls shop. They jumped and yelled and threw their fists in the air and called out each player by name. They identified every move with so much ambition. They would even try to re-enact the stunts some students would try to pull, in the stands. After a bit longer of worrying over Katie, Lee finally began to cheer for the game as well.
Comentated, was more like it.
Another victory for Gryffindor, whoop-dee-doo, Katie thought as the screaming, cheering and booing rang in her ears. Though it was a wonderful victory for Gryffindor, she was relieved to learn that there would be no celebration party. Those were in special reserve for when they Slytherin.
As if she cared.
Though she tried her hardest to stay with her friends, the large group of students easily seperated them all, and she found herself being pushed more toward the center of the field rather than to the exit. She began to get a bit fed up with how she couldn't even get away from a match she didn't even want to come to.
"Good job, Oliver! Way to keep up there!"
"Way to go, Wood! I'm real proud of you!"
"Let's see Slytherin try to beat that!"
Katie was getting closer to these voices that called out to the Oliver fellow, and this Wood fellow. Little did she know that she was just about to--
WHAM!!
Just as the famous keeper of the Gryffindor team turned around, and put his broomstick over his shoudler, the tail end of it got poor little Katie Bell right in the face, causing he to cry out and fall back. The keeper turned around to see who he had hit. He made a small face and dropped down to her side to help her up. He immidiately noticed it was that first year girl from the train.
Katie blinked away spots of yellow, green, purple, blue and red. Wow, since when did Quidditch call for three keepers? At this thought, she shook her head and wondered how hard she been hit with his broom? When he dropped down to her side, she found that her cheeks were unusually hot, and that she all of a sudden felt very stupid, and very small. "Uhm.."
"I'm really sorry about that, didn't see you there," he didn't have to do much to pull her to her feet. She was relatively light, and was relatively out of it. He didn't move from her side until she caught her balance and was able to walk, though she wasn't really able to walk straight. "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing or anything? I could take you--"
Katie shook her head mutely. The keeper nodded, "Well, alright then, only if you're sure." Katie nodded. With one final worried glance, the keeper strode off toward the locker rooms where she could clean up a bit.
Wow, she thought dreamily, I love his accent.
That night, Angelina, Alicia, and Katie stayed up a little later than usual. Alicia shook her head as Katie told her story, not believing a word of it, "So you met Oliver Wood? He is--"
"Such a psycho freak when it comes to Quidditch?" Angelina put in helpfully.
The three girls giggled, and Alicia shook her head once more, "No, I was going to say something more along the lines of cute, but that works too."
Then all the attention went back to Katie, who was simply blushing at the mere thought of him, and his accent of course. Angelina laughed out right, while Alicia was a bit more polite and giggled. "You like him, yeah?" They chorused together, looking as though they needed a good dose of something other than belches from Fred, George and Lee.
When Katie shrugged, that only confirmed what they thought. "My friend, you have the 'Wood Bug,' most common desease for those younger than that Scottish fellow." How Angelina and Alicia knew such things about everyone, Katie would never know, but she didn't have to know, so long as she had them to tell her.
"So tell me," Katie brushed strands of blonde hair out of her face, "Does he have a girlfriend?"
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Alright, well I'm getting tired, but I still have more to write, because I am just in one of those moods. Have fun reviewing for this fic and putting it on your favorites wink wink
Thanks for being faithful readers, kiddies, I look forward to reading your reviews, and I promise there is definately more on the way.
Later!
-Richi Sama-
Leave reviews and make sure they're good!
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Chapter Three
Months passed and Katie felt quite comfortable with how things ran at Hogwarts, but she still was extremely shy around people. Angelina and Alicia had become her best friends in a very short amount of time. She decided to let Fred, George and Lee stick around for laughs, and they decided to keep her around for homework help. It seemed to work for them, their small little circle.
Angelina closed her book, Transfiguration homework finally done. She glared around at everyone else. She had been the last to finish. "You all sure you got that right?"
"You know I have mine right, Angie," Katie said, lounging about on the plush scarlet couch with a book in her hands. Alicia looked up from her game of Wizard's Chess with Lee and shrugged. The twins grinned at Angelina that clearly stated that they didn't know, and didn't care very much.
Those dark brown eyes narrowed at them all, "You guys are terrible friends."
"Guilty as charged," Alicia giggled as her bishop demolished one of Lee's rooks with one blow. Lee glared up at Alicia before alowwing his gaze to onace again fall onto the the chess board.
"Hey, you know tomorrow is Gryffindor verses Ravenclaw," Fred said slowly, punching his twin in the arm. Judging by George's wince, it wasn't what one would call soft.
Katie's eyes drifted from the small text in the book to George's eyes. She cocked her head to one side. "So," she said slowly, acting as though she wasn't grasping onto this idea of his.
"So? Is that all you have to say?" George jumped up from the armchair to stand proudly with his chin high. "As Gryffindors, we should support our housemates, and encourage them to kick some serious Ravenclaw butt!" He threw his fist into the air dramtically.
The visual effect did nothing to convince Katie she should go to the upcoming match.
"Oh come on, Katie, just get off of that study horse of your's and come to a Quiddiitch match with us," Angelina put her school work away and propped her legs up on the arm of the couch as she watched Lee lose pathetically to Alicia. "Please?"
Rolling her eyes, Katie returned that blue gaze of her's to the book she was reading. "Face it guys," Lee said, growling murderously as Alicia yelped with joy after whipping him at Wizard's Chess, "Katie won't ever go to a Quidditch match, not even if her life depended on it."
"For once, Lee is right," Katie turned the page of her book, eyes scanning over the words.
"Hey! I'm usually always right!" Lee began to argue, but George stopped him with a shake of his head. "No, mate, you're never really right."
Angelina let out a loud, childish groan, "Please! I really want you to go. Have a little fun for once!"
"I'm having fun right now, can't you tell?"
"You aren't smiling," Fred pinted out.
Katie forced a smile onto her face.
"You aren't sharing your excitement with us," Alicia said as she repaired the damaged pieces, then put the set away. Lee had challenged her to a re-match, but she declared that she couldn't possibly continue to embaress him as much as she already had.
"Sharing my excitement?" Katie looked up at her friends. They weren't going to leave her alone until she gave in, or possibly hexed them. Though that second choice was very tempting, she let out a sigh, "Fine, I'll go, but only because you guys are my friends."
"Hey Fred, think mum will like the toilet seat we sent her?" George asked off handedly.
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"What's wrong, Katie? You don't look too good," Lee looked at Katie as she blanched once again during the match. Indeed, Katie didn't look her best on this particular day. Though the sun shone brightly, and it was a brilliant day for a competative Quidditch match, Katie didn't look her best.
Katie held her headin her hands and let out a sigh, "I just didn't know the stands were so high up."
Angelina's cool hand made gentle contact with Katie's forehead, to check for any signs of a fever, "You have to sit high up in order to see the game, Katie. Everyone knows that."
"Yeah," she moaned silently, looking up briefly to see why over half of the crowd groaned in disspaer. Something bad had obviously happened, but all she could see were blurs, everywhere. It only made her want to wretch as soon as she possibly could.
Fred and George were like little girls in a doll store. Very loud girls in a very different kind of dolls shop. They jumped and yelled and threw their fists in the air and called out each player by name. They identified every move with so much ambition. They would even try to re-enact the stunts some students would try to pull, in the stands. After a bit longer of worrying over Katie, Lee finally began to cheer for the game as well.
Comentated, was more like it.
Another victory for Gryffindor, whoop-dee-doo, Katie thought as the screaming, cheering and booing rang in her ears. Though it was a wonderful victory for Gryffindor, she was relieved to learn that there would be no celebration party. Those were in special reserve for when they Slytherin.
As if she cared.
Though she tried her hardest to stay with her friends, the large group of students easily seperated them all, and she found herself being pushed more toward the center of the field rather than to the exit. She began to get a bit fed up with how she couldn't even get away from a match she didn't even want to come to.
"Good job, Oliver! Way to keep up there!"
"Way to go, Wood! I'm real proud of you!"
"Let's see Slytherin try to beat that!"
Katie was getting closer to these voices that called out to the Oliver fellow, and this Wood fellow. Little did she know that she was just about to--
WHAM!!
Just as the famous keeper of the Gryffindor team turned around, and put his broomstick over his shoudler, the tail end of it got poor little Katie Bell right in the face, causing he to cry out and fall back. The keeper turned around to see who he had hit. He made a small face and dropped down to her side to help her up. He immidiately noticed it was that first year girl from the train.
Katie blinked away spots of yellow, green, purple, blue and red. Wow, since when did Quidditch call for three keepers? At this thought, she shook her head and wondered how hard she been hit with his broom? When he dropped down to her side, she found that her cheeks were unusually hot, and that she all of a sudden felt very stupid, and very small. "Uhm.."
"I'm really sorry about that, didn't see you there," he didn't have to do much to pull her to her feet. She was relatively light, and was relatively out of it. He didn't move from her side until she caught her balance and was able to walk, though she wasn't really able to walk straight. "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing or anything? I could take you--"
Katie shook her head mutely. The keeper nodded, "Well, alright then, only if you're sure." Katie nodded. With one final worried glance, the keeper strode off toward the locker rooms where she could clean up a bit.
Wow, she thought dreamily, I love his accent.
That night, Angelina, Alicia, and Katie stayed up a little later than usual. Alicia shook her head as Katie told her story, not believing a word of it, "So you met Oliver Wood? He is--"
"Such a psycho freak when it comes to Quidditch?" Angelina put in helpfully.
The three girls giggled, and Alicia shook her head once more, "No, I was going to say something more along the lines of cute, but that works too."
Then all the attention went back to Katie, who was simply blushing at the mere thought of him, and his accent of course. Angelina laughed out right, while Alicia was a bit more polite and giggled. "You like him, yeah?" They chorused together, looking as though they needed a good dose of something other than belches from Fred, George and Lee.
When Katie shrugged, that only confirmed what they thought. "My friend, you have the 'Wood Bug,' most common desease for those younger than that Scottish fellow." How Angelina and Alicia knew such things about everyone, Katie would never know, but she didn't have to know, so long as she had them to tell her.
"So tell me," Katie brushed strands of blonde hair out of her face, "Does he have a girlfriend?"
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Alright, well I'm getting tired, but I still have more to write, because I am just in one of those moods. Have fun reviewing for this fic and putting it on your favorites wink wink
Thanks for being faithful readers, kiddies, I look forward to reading your reviews, and I promise there is definately more on the way.
Later!
-Richi Sama-