Those Hazel Eyes

A/N: I owe you all an explanation, I know. I've been busy with school (exams have just finished!) and I've been terribly sick. Next to that, I'm leaving for France in a week. I'll be also going to Scotland (yay! =D) and London. Anyway, I'll do my best to update once in a while, but my sister's computer broke down (I spilt water on it cough). Anyway, it wouldn't be much of a problem, but only her computer is politely enough to get on

Anyway, I love you all, my lovely reviewers… And let's go on with the show!

Chapter seven: Wanted dead or alive: favourite pair of socks.

Shit, this is not happening…

This is not happening! Where did I leave my favourite socks? The train is going to leave in twenty minutes and the only thing that I can't find are my socks! Alicia bought them for me, a year ago, for my 17th birthday. They are red with a yellow lion on it that actually moves!

I kicked the door open of the bathroom and started searching. I even looked in the toilet. Then it hit me, the changing room! Of course, the last time I wore them, was on our Quidditch match.

I ran downstairs and knocked over several people. I pushed open the portrait of the Fat Lady and ran outside the castle.

When I arrived on the grounds, I saw Alicia waving at me.

"Can't t talk! Must find socks!" I yelled at her. Thank Merlin for all those Quidditch matches, I'm in good condition. I'm not even out of breath!

I pushed open the door of the changing room and opened my locker. Quidditch clothes, broom which I have to take with me, an extra pair of underwear (very handy with the twins around, trust me), but no socks.

This is the moment when we all curse in French… Merde…

I walked back to the Gryffindor Tower. Well, its official, I lost my socks… When I get home I'm going to eat lots of chocolate and be depressed. I had only ten minutes to get to the Great Hall, so I had to hurry.

I saw Oliver beckoning me, but I yelled "later!" and started to run to the Tower. When I arrived there, I packed my last clothes. I had to sit on my trunk. Sweet Merlin, the trunk is so large and don't even manage to get it closed! Or is it because I have too much clothes? No, I'm not really a clothes freak… So it has to be my talent for packing…

I levitated my trunk to the rest of them and ran to the grounds where the carriages already waited for us. I stumbled into a carriage. I didn't have the time to look for Alicia, Angelina, the twins and Oliver.

My luck to have the nice company of Alexis and Cedric. I hadn't spoken to Cedric since the Halloween feast and Alexis… well, she's just Alexis. Cedric gave me a little smile when I came in and went on with his conversation.

"So, you're father works for Puddlemere United, then? I always liked the idea of a career in professional Quidditch." Cedric said in a friendly tone.

"Yeah, my father is going to look at some matches, after Christmas break. He's interested in some players here." Alexis responded while she was blinking her eyes… a little too much.

"Did he give away some names?" Cedric sat a little closer to Alexis and rubbed his leg against hers. Merlin, what a way to make a move, and that when I can see him! He has no manners, that bloody boy.

"Sure, I recommended him someone of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. My father says that I should also do this job when I graduate, finding good Quidditch players. He says that I have a real talent."

Being a slut, that's her only talent. First she hunts Oliver down, and now Cedric. Tramp.

"Have you seen me play against Gryffindor? We won, you know." Cedric said.

"Sure, I did. You're a good Seeker. But if those Dementors didn't show up in the middle of the game, Harry would've caught the Snitch. Pity he fell."

Teehee, you should see Cedric's face now! Like he's having a lemon in his mouth… a very sour lemon.

"By the way, Katie. Do you consider a career as a Quidditch player?"

Wow, what a turn of topic.

"I don't know yet what I want. I'm open to all possibilities. I got some leaflets of McGonagall and I'm planning of looking at them when I get home."

"Good, I told my father you were a very good Chaser. And when he comes he will certainly watch you, too. And Oliver of course. He's very interested in him, after all I told my father about him."

I wasn't really listening to her, my socks were still bothering me.

Finally the carriage stopped. Alexis was bothering me. She gave me some fashion tips. She told me I had to give up my jeans and sweaters and buy some short skirts and blouses that would give my mother a heart attack.

So I jumped out and ran to the train, hoping that I would bump into Alicia or Angelina. I began my search at the very beginning of the train/ I had to get rid of several annoying people as Draco Malfoy, who tried to trip me and Neville Longbottem who lost his toad again. I also saved Ron's rat, Scabbers, from Crookshanks.

I just gave Ron his rat back when someone jumped on my back and yelled "Go horsie!". If it wasn't good enough, the person also pulled my ponytail and kicked me with is feet against my legs.

"George Weasley, if you don't get off me in two seconds, I'll hex you!"

"That's not very friendly, my dear miss Bell," George said whole jumping of me, "we were quite worried. You weren't in our carriage. Oliver said he saw you running through the castle like a mad man. So me and my brother here," he punched Fred in his ribs, "we thought we'd be your knight in shining armour and save you from the bad dragon. Will you kiss us now? Our reward for risking our lives."

"I will consider kissing you when you bring me safely to our compartment."

Fred and George bowed for me and each of them took an arm of mine. They gave every student that passed us a suspicious glare and pulled their wands out whenever someone came too close. When we finally arrived with the rest of the gang I fell onto the bench.

"And our kiss, fair lady?" Fred pursed his lips and closed his eyes.

"I only said you'd get your kiss if you got me safely here." I said.

"Well? You're here aren't you? Still alive."

"Sure, I'm alive. But I was nearly dead when you stuck your wand in my nose and George stepped on my foot!"

"That was an accident! If that stupid Grabbe hadn't passed us and almost jinxed us, that wouldn't have happened." Fred defended themselves. Oh well, he had a point. I stood up and pecked their cheek. Fred and George pretended to faint causing Alicia, Angelina and Oliver to laugh.

Before I knew it, the train ride was over and I was looking after my mother and little brother. I was trying to get my trunk on a luggage trolley when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I looked around and stared straight into a pair of hazel eyes.

"Need a hand?" he asked with his Scottish accent.

He pulled my trunk on the trolley with no effort. "I have something for you, by the way. I wanted to give it to you in the castle, but you were busy then I think." He showed all his even white teeth. He went in his jeans pockets and took out my… favourite pair of socks!

I screamed, causing everybody to look at us, and hugged Oliver.

"You left them behind in the changing room." He said.

"Merlin, Oliver. I was looking for them all the time. I thought I lost them." I kissed him on the cheek and he grew red.

"I wanted to ask you something." He said and went even more redder. "Do you mind if eh… I came by this holiday?"

"Oliver, you are mostly welcome in my house. Especially after you saved my socks."

"Katie! There you are, we were looking all over for you."

I turned around and saw my mother standing behind me. My little brother ran towards me, or at least I thought so. But he passed me and went straight for Oliver.

"Ollie! Me missed you!"

Oliver was a little taken aback but he hugged William. Although William is only 8 years old, he always was very found of Oliver, him being former best friend of my older brother Marc.

"Oliver! Are you coming?" another woman yelled, I recognised her as his mother and I waved.

Oliver let go of William and looked at me again. "See you later, Kates."

I had to take a lot of pestering at home. After my mother heard Oliver call me 'Kates' she constantly said that Oliver's in love with me and that she couldn't imagine a better son-in-law. Well, me neither, but that doesn't give her the right to tell the neighbours and friends that her daughter might marry a handsome boy that could be the next star on a Quidditch field.

On Christmas, when I was still laying in my bed, the doorbell rang. Marc, who was home that day to spend the holidays with us, opened the door.

I was already awake for a couple of hours. But my mom was used to it, that I couldn't leave my bed before midday. I heard someone come upstairs and knock on my door.

"Katherine Bell, if you don't get out of bed in 5 seconds I must send Oliver away!" I heard the oh so familiar voice of Marc yell.

Wait a second…

Oliver… bed…away… 5 SECONDS?!

I jumped out of bed, searched for some decent clothes and hurried downstairs where Marc waited for me.

"Wow, really 5 seconds. Why the rush, dear sister?" he said while checking his watch. If looks could kill, he'd be dead. Marc grinned and pointed to the living room. "He's drinking coffee. We already had our catch up. I'm going to see Alyssa." He said and left. Brothers, can't live with them, can't live without them.

I stepped into the living room and saw Oliver and William colouring together. My heart skipped a beat. He would be a perfect father, one day.

"Hey Oliver. Sorry it took me so long." I said when my breathing was finally under control.

He looked up and gave me one of his gorgeous smiles. "Hey Kates."

"Ollie is going to play with me all day, aren't you Ollie?" William said and looked with his Bambi eyes at Oliver. He always makes people melt that way.

"I'm sure Oliver will do that some other time with you, William. He's probably here for other things then colouring!" I said with my severe tone.

William started to cry very loudly and my mother came save us. We had now no choice but to leave. I grabbed his hand and pulled him outside in the snow.

Oliver smiled at me. "Come on, we'll go shopping."

Hold on, something was wrong here.

"Shopping? And I thought all the male species hated that." I said astonished.

"I do, but I can't give my parents and my little sister nothing for their Christmas. And I need some female advice. Every single year I don't know what to buy."

Well, that was good enough for me! At least I was going to spend an entire day with Oliver Wood. Just me and him.

We had the most amazing afternoon! We went to Hogsmeade and visited all the shops that were there. We bought his sister some candy that made your hair would change colour. I tried one and now I had pink hair with green polka dots. Oliver's hair was dark red with orange triangles.

His father was a real book freak and so we bought him the newest book: all the pages were empty. But you just had to say the title of the book and the story would appear.

His mother loved working in the garden and so we thought that she would like some flowers. They were a crossing between roses and tulips.

Oliver bought me a very dark red rose, my favourite flower and colour. After that we drank a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks. We wanted to get up and leave but suddenly someone yelled causing us both to stop.

"LOOK! They are under the mistletoe!"

Everybody looked up and above me and Oliver was… yes, a mistletoe. I looked at him nervously but he was, as always, calm.

"Come on! Kiss her! It's tradition." The woman in green next to him said. "Or you could always kiss me."

"What are you waiting for?" another man from the back yelled. "I could take your place, I wouldn't mind."

Well, we didn't have much of a choice. As everybody was looking and eager to see us kiss, we had to. I don't mind, of course.

I took a step closer, and so did he. I wrapped his arms around my waist and my arms found their spot around his neck. We came closer so our bodies touched. I felt his sweet breath on my skin and before I knew it, our lips touched. It became more passionate, but no one was sticking their tongue in another's mouth.

I really didn't feel like letting go, but we had to some time. We let go of each other at the same time and the audience applauded. We both turned red, paid our butterbeer and left.

We went home in silence. I really didn't know what to say. The kiss had been full of love. Even the woman behind me said it ("Those two are so in love!") and I don't know how much longer I can ignore this feeling.

When we arrived at my house, Oliver finally looked at me and grabbed my hand. "I have to go now; my father will be here in a few seconds with a Portkey." I simply nodded. Merlin, I hate myself! Normally I can't keep my mouth shut (that's what Snape says anyway) and now I don't know what to say.

"I really had fun today, Kates."

"Yeah, me too, Oliver. Say hi to your mom and dad from me."

"I will."

Another silence. This is the moment Katie, say it. You can do it, come on.

"Oliver! I'm here." His father yelled. Clearly, he must have seen what was going on, because he went a little bit further and waited patiently for his son.

Oliver grabbed my other hand and looked deeply into my eyes. Then he released both of them, like my body had given his an electric shock. He sighed deeply.

"I'll see you on the train, then." He turned around and went to his father. I bowed my head and felt horrible. This just had been the moment. Do something, Katie!

I sprinted after him, grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. I kissed him on his lips and ran away.

This is so Cedric-ish.

Are you all going to kill me now? It won't take too long now, I think. They'll soon be a couple! Review!