"Katie I expect you to fly at least as well as normal since we didn't run," Oliver called in the middle of a particularly wet Quidditch Practice.

"Yes Mr. Wood, sir," I replied, army fashion, "As you wish, sir!"

"Bell, I'm not a drill instructor! Now get to flying and this time don't drop the Quaffle," Oliver instructed.

I didn't drop the Quaffle, but my aim was a tad bit off. I meant to toss the Quaffle over Oliver's head and through the goal post behind him but I only succeeded in bashing him in the forehead with the Quaffle.

"Sorry Ollie," I called as I flew to catch the Quaffle that Oliver had just chucked, "The Quaffle is really slippery."

"Don't let it happen again!" Oliver called in reply; he seemed to be finding it hard to scold me seriously since he thought that he had run me to death.

"Hey Ollie!" I called in the Common Room that night, "You're good at Potions, right?"

"Yeah," Oliver replied cautiously, "Is this going somewhere?"

"Yes, it is going somewhere," I replied, purposely not telling him anything other than answering his question.

"May I ask where it's going?" Oliver asked trying to keep his composure.

"Yes."

"Katie Ann Bell, get to the point," Oliver shouted irritably.

"Ollie, would you help me with this? Everyone deserted me," I finally told him, pulling out an irresistible puppy eyed face in the process.

"Why didn't you just say that in the first place?" Oliver asked sitting next to me and taking my Potions off of my lap to look at it.

"Um, because it's fun to irritate you," I replied honestly.

"Katie?"

"Yes."

"You do realize that none of this is right, don't you?"

"Damn Potions."

"I'll take that as a 'no'. Hand me your quill. Ink would be helpful too, Kat," Oliver said gently as he took my quill and started to scratch things out.

"It's all wrong?" I asked, "Damn, that took me an hour to do."

"I'm done," Oliver said, after five minutes work, handing me my quill, ink and homework.

"Oliver?"

"Hmm?"

"Your handwriting is more girly than mine," I teased as I put my things into my bag, "You should teach me how to write that girly."

"Only if you'll help me write that pep talk," Oliver retorted.

"Oh, that's all finished," I replied smiling, "I wrote it in History of Magic today."

Oliver took the pep talk and read it laughing out loud, "Team, this is the big one, the ultimate challenge. The time has come once again to test our skills against our mortal enemies, the (insert house here) Quidditch Team! We must rise to the occasion and conquer our foes to win glory for the House that we know and love, the House of Gryffindor! So go luck to all! And a little last minute advice for everyone: Fred, George, don't hit your own heads with those bats! Angelina, fly on your good broom not your Cleansweep 5! Alicia, don't catch the Quaffle with your face! Katie, don't drop the Quaffle or run at all during the match! Harry, just keep doing what you're doing, I don't like to criticize perfect Quidditch! As for myself, I'll try not to let my own inflated head get stuck in the hoop! Good luck team!"

Oliver had trouble reading the last part because he was laughing too hard. However he did look at me for a second, "Is that really what you think? Do I have an inflated head?"

"No," I replied honestly, "I think your handsome head is a perfectly decent size."

"Why thank you, Kat," Oliver replied courteously, "I think it's a decent size too. And your head is a bit too small, if anything."

"Thank you ever so much, Ollie," I replied grinning as I attempted to stand up but failed and fell back onto the couch from the weight of my bag.

"Where are you going?" Oliver asked curiously.

"Um, I was going to go to the kitchens and get something to eat, but seeing as how I can't get off the couch," I trailed off.

"I'll get you off the couch if I can come eat too, I'm famished," Oliver stood up and took my hand, pulling me up and off the couch.

"Thanks Ollie. Do we have to eat healthy foods? I'd prefer chocolate and pudding," I asked carefully, I was treading on dangerous ground.

"I feel like eating chocolate at the moment too. I won't tell if you don't tell," Oliver replied winking at me.

"Did you just wink?"

"Yes, why?"

"I can't wink or raise one eyebrow," I added as Oliver raised an eyebrow skeptically, "If you don't believe me then just watch."

Oliver doubled over in laughter at my attempt to raise an eyebrow and then wink. I actually thought I had the winking down until Oliver informed me that only one eye could close to be considered a 'wink', otherwise it was just a normal 'blink'.

"Shut up," I said halfheartedly as we reached the kitchens and I tickled the pear.

"Miss Bell and Mr. Wood, what are you doing sneaking around alone together?"

Oliver and I spun around expecting to see Professor McGonagall. Instead we found Alicia, Angelina, Fred and George.

"That was an excellent impression of McGonagall, George, but you can't be 'alone' if you're 'together'." Fred pointed out.

"Oh, I believe you're quite right," George replied with a mischievous grin on his face, "Katie and Oliver were scared out of their minds though."

"What are you four up to?" I asked wary of the identical mischief making smiles on Fred and George's faces.

"We might ask you the same thing," Alicia replied with a small grin and raised eyebrow.

"I'm hungry, that's what I came to the kitchens for. Now, let's discuss your evil plots over a light snack, shall we?" I gestured for the other four to lead the way.

"Yes, we shall have a nice discussion," George agreed, "and pull Katie into our mischief too."

"How lovely, but we'd better not end up in detention or Oliver will kill you," I retorted gesturing to Oliver who had gone 'temporarily deaf'.

"Ah, my sweet Katie," Fred replied with feigned hurt in his voice, "Wait until you hear our plan before you judge."

AN/ Hey Guys! I'm so excited cause it's almost my Birthday! and tomorow is the last day of fall semester! YAY! I'm also going to the beach tomorrow and coming back on my B-day (SUNDAY). The only sad part is I won't be able to update for a couple of days. Tear, tear! So this is going to have to last you for a little while. Good luck on any and all tests and exams, yep, I should probably be off studying for mine, oh well. I'm going to pack and then do that

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