I've been getting some great reviews, and I appriciate them all
I think I'm actually starting to get a plot now, so I'm pretty happy about that
Enjoy kiddies!
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Chapter Four
The first year of Hogwarts came and went faster than Katie could have imagined. Over the summer, she had kept in touch with her friends, but letters didn't compare to actually being with them in person. Fred and George had written about how they started a few experiments, and Lee simply gave her an overall boring summary of his summer. Between Angelina and Alicia, she was able to get juicey gossip about everything. The letters only made her miss Hogwarts more and more, so when the day came that she would be, once again, boarding the Hogwarts Express, Katie was practiaclly bouncing off the walls.
As soon as she enetered platform 9 and 3/4, she was smothered in hugs. The three girls laughed with one another and once again hugged. When she pulled back, Katie remembered her manners, and her parents. She cleared her thraot, "Mum, dad, these are my two friends, Angelina Johnson, and Alicia Spinnet."
"Spinnet?" Mr. Bell looked Alicia over with a careful eye. "I believe I know your mother, works at St. Mungo's doesn't she? Sylvia, right?"
Alicia nodded and smiled, her mother was pretty well known around the wizarding community, "Yes sir."
"Well," Katie cut in before her father could tell Alicia any wierd stories about some things that could have possibly happened while they attended Hogwarts, "I think we should be getting on that train, don't you guys?" Not bothering to wait for her friends to answer, or for her parents to agree, Katie began to push them toward the train.
Once seated in a compartment together, they all began to speak about their summer vacations at the same time. "--and then they offered my dad a chane to play for hte Wimbourne Wasps, but he declined." Angelina grinned and leaned back in her seat, arms crossed, a proud smile across her chocolately colored face.
"Are you serious?! He said, 'no,' just like that? Unbelievable!" Alicia smiled and shook her head, then glanced at Katie. Even she looked kind of interested in what Angelina had told them.
"The Wasps are supposed to be a somewhat decent team, aren't they?" As soon as the question spilled from her lips, the compartment door slid open to admitt three very loud Gryffindor boys.
Fred crashed onto the the floor with Lee on top of him. Behind the fallen boys George stood laughing at the two of them, then his attention turned to Katie, "The Wasps used to be something special, but now they aren't anything too special." He put his foot on Lee's back grinning victoriously. The girls giggled.
"It's great to see you three are doing well," Angelina said with a roll of her eyes. "And I'm positively sure that your summer was a great one."
With a small grunt of effort, Fred was able to throw Lee off of him, causing George to fall back into the corridor. Fred lifted himself from the floor, grinning and wiping dust away from his clothes. "My summer was extrodinary. Wonderful! Spiffing! An absolute dream!"
"In other words," Alicia interjected pointedly, "you and George were grounded for the entire summer break for the whole toilet seat incident."
Lee attempted to get up, but was pushed back down the ground when George crawled over him. "You know us all too well, Alicia."
Finally, Lee was able to get up and find a seat, "I feel so underappriciated."
"That you are, Lee," the twins replied together with identical grins. "That you are."
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The Sorting Ceremony had been just as regal as it had been the year before, as was the grand feast that followed afterwards. In Katie's opinion; however, there weren't enough words in the entire world to describe the warm feeling she recieved from the beautious Great Hall.
As they had the year before, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin all recieved new students. Each student fitting in perfectly with his or her house. The Great Hall filled with chatter once food appeared in the large dishes before them.
George prepared himself a plate while Fred told Alicia and Angelina, in detail, what happened to him and George. When Fred finished his telling of the what happened to them under the wrath of Mrs. Weasley, he reached over and took his twin's plate. When George protested, Fred rolled his eyes, "Just prepare another plate."
The roasted vegetables were delicious. Even Lee, who didn't often eat healthy, admitted that they were far more better than anything he could possibly cook up. When he said this to Katie, she simply laughed and pushed him away, playfully.
Once everyone's belly was food of wonderful food, the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, stood. As usual he smiled at each student, making eye contact with as many as he could. He held his arms wide as he prepared to speak. "Before I allow you all to depart to your common rooms, and dream wonderful dreams about the night," he paused and allowed his twinkling blue eyes to sweep over the students. His students. Finally he continued, "I only have one thing to say."
Katie turned around to look at the elderly man as he spoke. She wasn't sure, but she could have sworn that Dumbledore was looking directly at the Weasley twins before he spoke. Perhaps it was just her imagination. Dumbledore's lips parted as he spoke once more, "Art is a unique thing, but it takes an artist to make that thing unique." He made the smallest of winks, causing both Fred and George to smile thoughfully.
Perhaps it hadn't been a figment of Katie's imagination.
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It didn't take very long to get into the flow of things once classes started. Potions was still as dreadful as ever. Transfiguration was ever so difficult, and History of Magic continued to be the most boring class on the face of the Earth. It was one particular day, in that very boring class where small bouts of conversation broke out amongst the six friends.
Katie was seated between Fred and George, while Alicia and Angelina surrounded Lee. It was Alicia who started the conversation. "Psst. You guys," she leaned forward and on to the table so that she could try and whisper to them, attempting to draw as little attention as possible to herself. "There are Quidditch try-outs next week, you guys going, yeah?"
Fred leaned back in his seat and tilted his head back until the top of his head rested on the table behind him. George simply turned around in Alicia's direction. "Yeah we're going! We wouldn't miss those try-outs for the world!" Those identical, dark blue eyes drifted over to Angelina in a questionning manner.
Angelina scoffed at the both of them and put a hand to her chest as if she were offended, "I'm shocked and offended that the two of you are even bothering to ask me! Of course I will be going to try-outs next week! I'm gonna be chaser, just like me old man!"
"Oh Angelina, you're such a tomboy," Katie giggled as she took down some notes from the board. Professor Binns neglected to notice that there seemed to be only two people even bothering to jott down notes. "Will you be going for the team as well, Alicia?"
"Yes," though it wasn't Alicia who answered. It was actually everyone but Alicia that answered the question. Katie grinned and shook her head, and went back to scribbling down her notes. Only ten more minutes of class, then lunch.
Fred sat upright in his seat, now looking at Katie, "What about you, Miss Bell? Thinking about giving Quidditch a try?"
"You're a real jokester, Fred," Lee said, trying to keep his eyelids from drooping anymore than they already had. "You know Katie wouldn't dare go out for the team."
All eyes were on her, and Katie felt her cheeks flush. "Well, I just think I should focus on studying, like my parents say--"
"Pah!" George scowled at the idea of parents stepping in between someone and their destiny to play Quidditch. "Parents, with exception of Angelina's, only hold you back from what you really want to do! I say, forget about being like your parents, and just do it!"
"Just do it," Fred mumbled. "That would be a cool catch phrase for something, yeah?"
Lee shook his head, "It would never sell anything."
Fred shrugged and turned his attention back to Katie, "Other than your parents, give us one good reason why you shouldn't go out for the Quidditch team."
Only five more minutes until lunch, she thought as she prayed that Binns' class would hurry up and come to a close. When class still ressumed, and her friends still had their eyes glued to her, she tapped her quill against the hard, wood table.
When the bell indicating the end of class finally did ring, Katie thought the issue would rise no more, but she was far from right. At lunch, Angelina and Alicia pursued the matter while the boys spoke about Quidditch. Had the girls not been driving poor Katie crazy, they would have joined in on the conversation.
During double potions with Hufflepuff, Fred and Lee asked her once again, even a few Hufflepuffs asked if she was going to try-out for her house team. By the end of the class, she was a deep shade of red and avoiding everyone.
For the rest of the day, it seemed that everyone's mission was to annoy Katie. "Hey, you're going out for the Quidditch team, right?" A scottish accent reached her ears, but Katie only heard the words over the accent. She whirled around to face the boy who had asked her.
"Is there something on my back that says to ask me that stupid question?!" She exploded, her brain not exactly processing who she was yelling at. "Or perhaps one on my forehead?!" She jabbed her index finger to her forehead several times while she yelled. "Is there any reason why everyone has decided to ask me every three seconds?! Why do you, and everyoe else in the ruddy school find it an absolute must to ruin my life!" With a deep intake of breath, she was ready to yell for a few more minutes, but a strong hand grasped her shoulders and startled her.
The handsome face of Olver Wood, Gryffindor keeper, was grinning down, uncertainly at her. His hands rested gently on her shoulders, "Whoa there. Calm down. Had I known you would get this tempermental, I wouldn't have asked."
Katie's eyes were as wide as saucers as she realized who exactly she had blown her steam off on. Both hands instantly clapped over her mouth and she rapidly began to apologize. Oliver simply laughed and shook his head, not understanding any of her muffled apologies.
"It's ok, really," he lifted his hands from her shoulders and started off toward the library. "Well if you decided to go out for the team, I wish you luck. If not, oh well."
And he was gone, and once again, Katie had made herself look completely stupid. A growl of frustration escaped Katie, as she stalked through the long corridors, until she reached the Gryffindor Common. When she entered the common room, she was relieved to see that only Lee was there. She walked in and seated herself on a plush, scarlet armchair.
Lee looked up from his book at her. "Hey," he said casually.
"Hey," Katie greeted back.
There was a moment of silence between them. Within that time Lee went back to his book, and Katie had pulled out one of her own. A couple of pages later, Lee spoke again. "So, why won't you for the Quidditch team? None of us ever really got your answer."
The only answer he had recieved from Katie was her book, carefully aimed for his head. He dodged it easily, then pointed at her, "You've even got the arm of a chaser! You're meant for the sport!"
Katie glared at him, "I'm not going to play, Lee."
"Aw, come on! I'm sure you'd be great!"
Shaking her head, Katie got up from the comforts of the arm chair to retrieve the book she had thrown at Lee. "You know what, I'm really starting to think that Fred and George are starting to rub off on you." Lee started to grin and open his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, she interjected with, "And I don't mean that as a compliment."
Lee grinned, "You know me too well, Katie." He waited for her to sit down once again before he asked, "But why won't you go out for the team, really?"
He could tell she was a bit hesitant in answering him, but when she finally did answer, Lee wasn't ready for her answer.
"It's because," Katie cloesd her eyes and sighed, "I'm afraid of heights." It didn't help when Lee broke down into hysterics, rolling off the couch and laughing as hard as he possibly could. When his laughter didn't cease, Katie once again threw her book at him. This time he didn't dodge, and she hit him squarely on the head. "Hmph!"
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Another wonderful chapter about Katie Bell! And what's this?
o.O
Afraid of heights? How can that be?
Well it's all a part of my genious plot! BWAHAHAHA!!! I bet by the end of this fic, J.K Rowling is gonna track me down, call me up and ask if she con turn my fic into a book, and then I'll say NO because it was MY idea!
Or maybe not..
endlessromance - I want to thank you lots for the positive vibes I'm getting you! I dub thee Honorable Stalker, because about ten seconds after I make an update, you make a review. And I really appriciate that! And I actually have to think way too hard for embaressing things to happen to our lovable Katie. Believe it or not, I'm not that creative.
Oriens Bennu - I also want to thank you, and bow down to your reveiw. I'm glad you like the way I portray a rarely mentioned character. The misc. characters are always fun to write fics about. I hope to hear more from you!
Those were just some signed reviews that I thought I just had to recognize, even though there are more. All of the reviews are why I keep writing, and keep posting, so thank you, kiddies!
'Kiddies' is just my new term for anyone who actually takes time out of their day to read one of my fics..
Well, later!
-Richi Sama-
I think I'm actually starting to get a plot now, so I'm pretty happy about that
Enjoy kiddies!
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Chapter Four
The first year of Hogwarts came and went faster than Katie could have imagined. Over the summer, she had kept in touch with her friends, but letters didn't compare to actually being with them in person. Fred and George had written about how they started a few experiments, and Lee simply gave her an overall boring summary of his summer. Between Angelina and Alicia, she was able to get juicey gossip about everything. The letters only made her miss Hogwarts more and more, so when the day came that she would be, once again, boarding the Hogwarts Express, Katie was practiaclly bouncing off the walls.
As soon as she enetered platform 9 and 3/4, she was smothered in hugs. The three girls laughed with one another and once again hugged. When she pulled back, Katie remembered her manners, and her parents. She cleared her thraot, "Mum, dad, these are my two friends, Angelina Johnson, and Alicia Spinnet."
"Spinnet?" Mr. Bell looked Alicia over with a careful eye. "I believe I know your mother, works at St. Mungo's doesn't she? Sylvia, right?"
Alicia nodded and smiled, her mother was pretty well known around the wizarding community, "Yes sir."
"Well," Katie cut in before her father could tell Alicia any wierd stories about some things that could have possibly happened while they attended Hogwarts, "I think we should be getting on that train, don't you guys?" Not bothering to wait for her friends to answer, or for her parents to agree, Katie began to push them toward the train.
Once seated in a compartment together, they all began to speak about their summer vacations at the same time. "--and then they offered my dad a chane to play for hte Wimbourne Wasps, but he declined." Angelina grinned and leaned back in her seat, arms crossed, a proud smile across her chocolately colored face.
"Are you serious?! He said, 'no,' just like that? Unbelievable!" Alicia smiled and shook her head, then glanced at Katie. Even she looked kind of interested in what Angelina had told them.
"The Wasps are supposed to be a somewhat decent team, aren't they?" As soon as the question spilled from her lips, the compartment door slid open to admitt three very loud Gryffindor boys.
Fred crashed onto the the floor with Lee on top of him. Behind the fallen boys George stood laughing at the two of them, then his attention turned to Katie, "The Wasps used to be something special, but now they aren't anything too special." He put his foot on Lee's back grinning victoriously. The girls giggled.
"It's great to see you three are doing well," Angelina said with a roll of her eyes. "And I'm positively sure that your summer was a great one."
With a small grunt of effort, Fred was able to throw Lee off of him, causing George to fall back into the corridor. Fred lifted himself from the floor, grinning and wiping dust away from his clothes. "My summer was extrodinary. Wonderful! Spiffing! An absolute dream!"
"In other words," Alicia interjected pointedly, "you and George were grounded for the entire summer break for the whole toilet seat incident."
Lee attempted to get up, but was pushed back down the ground when George crawled over him. "You know us all too well, Alicia."
Finally, Lee was able to get up and find a seat, "I feel so underappriciated."
"That you are, Lee," the twins replied together with identical grins. "That you are."
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The Sorting Ceremony had been just as regal as it had been the year before, as was the grand feast that followed afterwards. In Katie's opinion; however, there weren't enough words in the entire world to describe the warm feeling she recieved from the beautious Great Hall.
As they had the year before, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin all recieved new students. Each student fitting in perfectly with his or her house. The Great Hall filled with chatter once food appeared in the large dishes before them.
George prepared himself a plate while Fred told Alicia and Angelina, in detail, what happened to him and George. When Fred finished his telling of the what happened to them under the wrath of Mrs. Weasley, he reached over and took his twin's plate. When George protested, Fred rolled his eyes, "Just prepare another plate."
The roasted vegetables were delicious. Even Lee, who didn't often eat healthy, admitted that they were far more better than anything he could possibly cook up. When he said this to Katie, she simply laughed and pushed him away, playfully.
Once everyone's belly was food of wonderful food, the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, stood. As usual he smiled at each student, making eye contact with as many as he could. He held his arms wide as he prepared to speak. "Before I allow you all to depart to your common rooms, and dream wonderful dreams about the night," he paused and allowed his twinkling blue eyes to sweep over the students. His students. Finally he continued, "I only have one thing to say."
Katie turned around to look at the elderly man as he spoke. She wasn't sure, but she could have sworn that Dumbledore was looking directly at the Weasley twins before he spoke. Perhaps it was just her imagination. Dumbledore's lips parted as he spoke once more, "Art is a unique thing, but it takes an artist to make that thing unique." He made the smallest of winks, causing both Fred and George to smile thoughfully.
Perhaps it hadn't been a figment of Katie's imagination.
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It didn't take very long to get into the flow of things once classes started. Potions was still as dreadful as ever. Transfiguration was ever so difficult, and History of Magic continued to be the most boring class on the face of the Earth. It was one particular day, in that very boring class where small bouts of conversation broke out amongst the six friends.
Katie was seated between Fred and George, while Alicia and Angelina surrounded Lee. It was Alicia who started the conversation. "Psst. You guys," she leaned forward and on to the table so that she could try and whisper to them, attempting to draw as little attention as possible to herself. "There are Quidditch try-outs next week, you guys going, yeah?"
Fred leaned back in his seat and tilted his head back until the top of his head rested on the table behind him. George simply turned around in Alicia's direction. "Yeah we're going! We wouldn't miss those try-outs for the world!" Those identical, dark blue eyes drifted over to Angelina in a questionning manner.
Angelina scoffed at the both of them and put a hand to her chest as if she were offended, "I'm shocked and offended that the two of you are even bothering to ask me! Of course I will be going to try-outs next week! I'm gonna be chaser, just like me old man!"
"Oh Angelina, you're such a tomboy," Katie giggled as she took down some notes from the board. Professor Binns neglected to notice that there seemed to be only two people even bothering to jott down notes. "Will you be going for the team as well, Alicia?"
"Yes," though it wasn't Alicia who answered. It was actually everyone but Alicia that answered the question. Katie grinned and shook her head, and went back to scribbling down her notes. Only ten more minutes of class, then lunch.
Fred sat upright in his seat, now looking at Katie, "What about you, Miss Bell? Thinking about giving Quidditch a try?"
"You're a real jokester, Fred," Lee said, trying to keep his eyelids from drooping anymore than they already had. "You know Katie wouldn't dare go out for the team."
All eyes were on her, and Katie felt her cheeks flush. "Well, I just think I should focus on studying, like my parents say--"
"Pah!" George scowled at the idea of parents stepping in between someone and their destiny to play Quidditch. "Parents, with exception of Angelina's, only hold you back from what you really want to do! I say, forget about being like your parents, and just do it!"
"Just do it," Fred mumbled. "That would be a cool catch phrase for something, yeah?"
Lee shook his head, "It would never sell anything."
Fred shrugged and turned his attention back to Katie, "Other than your parents, give us one good reason why you shouldn't go out for the Quidditch team."
Only five more minutes until lunch, she thought as she prayed that Binns' class would hurry up and come to a close. When class still ressumed, and her friends still had their eyes glued to her, she tapped her quill against the hard, wood table.
When the bell indicating the end of class finally did ring, Katie thought the issue would rise no more, but she was far from right. At lunch, Angelina and Alicia pursued the matter while the boys spoke about Quidditch. Had the girls not been driving poor Katie crazy, they would have joined in on the conversation.
During double potions with Hufflepuff, Fred and Lee asked her once again, even a few Hufflepuffs asked if she was going to try-out for her house team. By the end of the class, she was a deep shade of red and avoiding everyone.
For the rest of the day, it seemed that everyone's mission was to annoy Katie. "Hey, you're going out for the Quidditch team, right?" A scottish accent reached her ears, but Katie only heard the words over the accent. She whirled around to face the boy who had asked her.
"Is there something on my back that says to ask me that stupid question?!" She exploded, her brain not exactly processing who she was yelling at. "Or perhaps one on my forehead?!" She jabbed her index finger to her forehead several times while she yelled. "Is there any reason why everyone has decided to ask me every three seconds?! Why do you, and everyoe else in the ruddy school find it an absolute must to ruin my life!" With a deep intake of breath, she was ready to yell for a few more minutes, but a strong hand grasped her shoulders and startled her.
The handsome face of Olver Wood, Gryffindor keeper, was grinning down, uncertainly at her. His hands rested gently on her shoulders, "Whoa there. Calm down. Had I known you would get this tempermental, I wouldn't have asked."
Katie's eyes were as wide as saucers as she realized who exactly she had blown her steam off on. Both hands instantly clapped over her mouth and she rapidly began to apologize. Oliver simply laughed and shook his head, not understanding any of her muffled apologies.
"It's ok, really," he lifted his hands from her shoulders and started off toward the library. "Well if you decided to go out for the team, I wish you luck. If not, oh well."
And he was gone, and once again, Katie had made herself look completely stupid. A growl of frustration escaped Katie, as she stalked through the long corridors, until she reached the Gryffindor Common. When she entered the common room, she was relieved to see that only Lee was there. She walked in and seated herself on a plush, scarlet armchair.
Lee looked up from his book at her. "Hey," he said casually.
"Hey," Katie greeted back.
There was a moment of silence between them. Within that time Lee went back to his book, and Katie had pulled out one of her own. A couple of pages later, Lee spoke again. "So, why won't you for the Quidditch team? None of us ever really got your answer."
The only answer he had recieved from Katie was her book, carefully aimed for his head. He dodged it easily, then pointed at her, "You've even got the arm of a chaser! You're meant for the sport!"
Katie glared at him, "I'm not going to play, Lee."
"Aw, come on! I'm sure you'd be great!"
Shaking her head, Katie got up from the comforts of the arm chair to retrieve the book she had thrown at Lee. "You know what, I'm really starting to think that Fred and George are starting to rub off on you." Lee started to grin and open his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, she interjected with, "And I don't mean that as a compliment."
Lee grinned, "You know me too well, Katie." He waited for her to sit down once again before he asked, "But why won't you go out for the team, really?"
He could tell she was a bit hesitant in answering him, but when she finally did answer, Lee wasn't ready for her answer.
"It's because," Katie cloesd her eyes and sighed, "I'm afraid of heights." It didn't help when Lee broke down into hysterics, rolling off the couch and laughing as hard as he possibly could. When his laughter didn't cease, Katie once again threw her book at him. This time he didn't dodge, and she hit him squarely on the head. "Hmph!"
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Another wonderful chapter about Katie Bell! And what's this?
o.O
Afraid of heights? How can that be?
Well it's all a part of my genious plot! BWAHAHAHA!!! I bet by the end of this fic, J.K Rowling is gonna track me down, call me up and ask if she con turn my fic into a book, and then I'll say NO because it was MY idea!
Or maybe not..
endlessromance - I want to thank you lots for the positive vibes I'm getting you! I dub thee Honorable Stalker, because about ten seconds after I make an update, you make a review. And I really appriciate that! And I actually have to think way too hard for embaressing things to happen to our lovable Katie. Believe it or not, I'm not that creative.
Oriens Bennu - I also want to thank you, and bow down to your reveiw. I'm glad you like the way I portray a rarely mentioned character. The misc. characters are always fun to write fics about. I hope to hear more from you!
Those were just some signed reviews that I thought I just had to recognize, even though there are more. All of the reviews are why I keep writing, and keep posting, so thank you, kiddies!
'Kiddies' is just my new term for anyone who actually takes time out of their day to read one of my fics..
Well, later!
-Richi Sama-