AN/ Dedicated to my best friend, you know who you are, (cough, Celeste, cough)

I was about to follow Oliver and Kent inside when one of my parent's owls, the ones that the important guests use, left the house. I whistled for it to come down to me and it changed its course obediently. It landed on my shoulder and I quickly untied the letter that had been tied to its leg.

"What's that?" Angelina asked, she was going inside after Quidditch but turned back when she realized I wasn't following her.

"I'm not entirely sure, but I think it's a letter that Sarah wrote," I replied as I untied the parchment and opened it to read what it said.

Allie,

I'm at that annoying Katie Bell's house. Oliver's staying with them so here I am. Today's going to be awful because they're throwing a semi-formal dinner party on Friday night and I'm going to have to go shopping with Katie and her friends to get a dress. At least I'll get a free dress out of it and Alicia Spinnet is really not that bad. Maybe I'll be able to laugh at the others with her.

Oliver is acting really strange. I think he's in love with Katie, but he says they're 'just friends'. It's a good thing I don't really like him, he's just good for my image and I don't mind making out with him at all.

Our plan is working great. It's even better since I'm at Katie's because that means that Oliver will be more distracted and easier to persuade. You know all the details so I won't bother writing them down.

I'll write again when anything important happens, or if I succeed in getting Oliver to go along with the plan. I hate that Katie girl so much! How is it that she has the hottest guy in Hogwarts falling in love with her? Thankfully I've got sweet Marcus. But right now I have to go take a shower.

Sarah

"I wish I knew exactly what that bitch was up to," I said as I handed the letter to Angelina. "Then I could warn Oliver."

"Wait," Angelina said slowly, "Katie we have to get inside!"

"Why?"

"SHE'S TAKING A SHOWER!" Angelina squealed.

"Did Alicia put the dye in her shampoo?" I demanded as I tied the letter back on the owl's leg and instructed it to bring all letters that Sarah wrote and the replies to me before delivering them.

"YES!" Angelina shouted as she sprinted to my house and dragged me along behind her. "This is going to be priceless!"

We ran to the house and into the kitchen where I sat down next to Oliver and threw sausage and eggs on my plate ravenously.

"Geez Katie," Oliver said. "Don't eat too much! You might explode!"

"Look who's talking!" I retorted before shoveling eggs into my mouth, "Besides, I find it best to eat as much as you can before Fred and George arrive at breakfast."

Angelina laughed and then groaned, "Katie, I don't think I'm going to be joining you for Early Morning Quidditch Practice anymore."

"Why's that?" I asked between bites of sausage and toast.

"It's too early and now I ache so much I can't even laugh!"

I just shot her, what I hoped, was a sympathetic look. Just then Alicia, Fred, George and Ginny came down the stairs. When I saw Ginny I was very confused before remembering that I had let her stay the night.

"Oh, Ginny, I'm sorry!" I gushed. "I forgot you were here!"

Ginny laughed, "That's okay; when you have six brothers you're glad to have time to yourself!"

"I still feel bad," I muttered before shoveling more sausage onto my plate and then into my mouth.

"Don't," Fred told me bluntly. "We forget about her all the time."

"You're awful!" I said, chucking a sausage at him, which he caught and ate before sitting down and starting his breakfast.

"I'm going to take a shower," Kent said as he stood up. "Don't do anything stupid, Katie. Mum's not going to be very happy with you."

Kent gave me a significant look and walked off.

"She can't be mad if she doesn't know!" I shouted after him.

"What's he talking about?" Oliver asked me suspiciously.

"I didn't clean my room," I replied, "And I'm not lying because I really didn't clean my room. Jobber did."

Oliver raised an eyebrow skeptically but left the subject alone. Instead he announced, "I'm going to take a shower too."

"Wait, Oliver," I said as I pulled him back down, "You really don't want to do that just yet."

"Why not?"

"You just don't."

"I believe that I know when I want to take a shower and when I don't."

"Trust me, Oliver, when have I ever steered you wrong?"

"Well," Oliver put on his thinking face, "There was that one time…"

"I thought we agreed never to discuss that again!" I exclaimed as I smacked him on the arm. "But this time, I promise I'm right!"

"That's what you said last time," Oliver muttered, but he stayed sitting at the table.

"What's going on?" Ginny mouthed to me as everyone started to recover from bouts of laughter.

"Sarah," I mouthed back, behind Oliver so he wouldn't see, "is about to get a very unpleasant welcome."

Ginny smirked and she sat back to enjoy the unfolding mischief.

"EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"

A very loud scream was heard from upstairs and everyone, even those expecting it, jumped in surprise.

"Bloody Hell," I muttered. "That girl has some lungs on her!"

"What was that?" Oliver asked as he came out of the initial shock of hearing the scream.

"I'm hoping it was Sarah. Otherwise I'm going to have to tell Jess that she's dating a pansy who screams like a teenage girl," I replied.

At that moment Sarah came down the stairs. She looked to be in a state of pure panic.

"Alicia, that thing about the shampoo," Sarah stammered, "you were being serious?"

"Yes," Alicia replied with a perfectly straight face, "Why?"

Sarah let out a moan and whipped the towel off of her head dramatically to reveal jet black hair instead of blonde. We all gasped in mock horror. Well, I think Oliver may have gasped in pure shock.

"I thought you were joking!" Sarah said as she started to cry. "How do I fix it?"

"Get Katie's mum to soak all of the dye out," Alicia replied sympathetically. "Just tell her the whole story about the dyes in the shampoo really messing up blonde hair."

"Don't worry," I said as kindly as possible, "If Mum can't fix it then you'll have a head start on turning gothic!"

Sarah ran from the room, bawling at the thought of turning gothic. Oliver hit me; fairly hard too.

"OUCH!" I screamed, "Didn't you hear your mum tell you not to hit a girl! And don't tell me she didn't, because I was there to hear her!"

"You're not acting like a girl, Katie!" Oliver retorted. "You're acting like an immature teenage boy!"

"At least I'd be a good looking boy, unlike you!" I replied, knowing he had found what we did to Sarah funny and was just acting this way in case Sarah heard.

"Katie," Alicia informed me, "That made no sense whatsoever. You're the one that's always going on about how good-looking Oliver is."

"Alicia," Angelina sighed, "Katie was teasing Oliver."

"Oh," Alicia said slowly, "right."

Oliver laughed, "So you think I'm good-looking, huh Katie?"

"Don't flatter yourself Oliver," Angelina replied, "She also called the giant squid adorable once."

"That was purely for the benefit of Hagrid, who had just told me he had raised the Giant Squid from infancy," I explained quickly, "I think he called him 'Herbert'."

Everyone laughed and Oliver stood up.

"I'm going to go take a shower now," he announced, "And thanks Kat. I'm glad I didn't miss that."

"What else am I good for?" I asked him jokingly.

"Well, you are a great kisser," he teased and I kicked him, hard, in the shins. "OUCH!"

"Ha, I hope your shin bone shattered!" I laughed as I skipped up the stairs, "Hey Ginny, meet me in my room in half an hour!"

"Okay?" Ginny replied, clearly wondering why she was going to meet me.

"You'll see in half-an-hour," I called, singing-ly down the stairs, "I'm off to get a shower so I don't stink like a pack of Thestrals anymore!"

"So there IS a God!" Fred called in a frighteningly good impression of Jeremy Mattson. "And he DOES love me!"

"Come on Fred," Angelina said fairly, "She doesn't smell that bad, more like one particularly dirty Thestral."

I head the laughter coming from downstairs as I started down the hall, "Ha ha ha, very funny guys! And Oliver smells worse than I do!"

"I do believe she's right!" George exclaimed after making a very large sniffing noise.

"Geez, Oliver! Go and shower," Alicia teased in a nasally sort of voice that sounded as if she had her nose pinched. "You smell like two Katies!"

I snorted in laughter as I got into my bathroom and into the shower. This was going to be an entertaining week. Yes, a very entertaining week indeed.

As I came out of my bathroom I heard the door to my room click shut. I looked up to see Ginny had just come in for our meeting. She grinned at me and shook her head.

"Unfortunately your mum was able to get the dye out of Sarah's hair," Ginny informed me sadly.

"Ah, no matter," I replied happily. "Her week is just going to get worse and worse. And for us, it's just going to get better and better."

Ginny laughed, "So, explain to me why I'm here."

"You, my dear friend, are the younger sister of Fred and George Weasley."

"Yeah, so?"

"I learned most of what I know from Kent. You have grown up around Fred and George and watched them bother the Hell out of Percy and Ron, not to mention they irk both Bill and Charlie. They may have grown into mischief makers; but you, however, were molded from a very young age to be one."

Ginny just looked at me skeptically.

"That's a compliment," I informed her. "Well, at least from me it was."

"Um, thanks, I guess?" Ginny said slowly.

"You're welcome," I replied graciously, "Now, on to the main point. I want you, Ginny Weasley, to help me with Operation: Week From Hell."

"What?"

"Sarah Everett is up to no good. We have to stop her, and embarrass her at every possible moment. Oliver doesn't like her, so I'm hoping to chase her off before she really makes him hate her."

"What do you want me to do?" Ginny asked suspiciously.

"You are the perfect agent," I said seriously, once again using my General Bell voice. "Sarah probably hasn't even noticed that you're here. Even if she had, she's too stuck up to bother with who you are. She's going to be looking for mischief from Fred and George. The three of us, and Lee, have quite a reputation around Hogwarts for making trouble. You, on the other hand, will be gravely underestimated by Sarah. She'll either assume that you're somehow related to me or that you are a neighbor that's here a lot. That understatement of you will be her downfall. She—"

"Katie?" Ginny interrupted.

"What?"

"I'm in!"

"Thank you Ginny. You're a wonderful soldier!" I exclaimed and Ginny gave me a strange look, "Oh, sorry. I was in General Bell mode."

Ginny continued to look at me like I was insane and headed towards the door, "I'm just going to go home and get some more clothes then. Erm, and don't hurt yourself or anything."

"Ginny," I called after her, "I'm not crazy. Well, I'm not THAT crazy anyways."

"You just keep telling yourself that."

With those parting words Ginny walked out of my room and I was left standing around trying to remember why today was going to be so interesting. Suddenly it hit me; we were all going shopping for those semi-formal dresses. With that realization an equally important, and somewhat sinister, idea hit me. I was going to convince Sarah to get a strapless dress. Think of the damage I could do to a girl in a strapless dress! Mwahahaha! It was almost too much for my evil mind to take.

"Katherine Ann!" Mum screamed up the stairs. "We're leaving in five minutes and you'd better be ready!"

"Where are we going?" I asked as I left my room.

"Dress shopping, don't you remember?"

"Of course I remember," I informed her as I walked into the kitchen, "I meant where are we going to shop."

"I think Muggle London would be nice."

"Erm," I struggled, "Can't we go to that town we always go to. The one with the mall and all the little boutiques?"

"Fine," Mum replied, giving in. "I thought we'd switch it up a little."

"Mum, they probably go to Muggle London all the time," I explained. "Maybe they'd like to go somewhere new."

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that," Mum replied thoughtfully. "Good thinking, Katherine Ann."

I just grinned what I hoped was a thankful grin. Then I walked into the kitchen and sat down between Fred and Oliver at the counter. When Sarah walked in a minute later she gave me a death glare. She mouthed 'slut' and sat down on Oliver's other side, grabbing his arm possessively in the process.

"If looks could kill, you'd have just been stabbed like twenty times with one of Mum's butcher knives," Fred whispered.

"If looks could kill," I replied darkly, "the human population would have died out centuries ago."

Fred laughed and I grinned. Oliver gave me a questioning look. I shook my head and mouthed 'later'.

"Katherine Ann," Mum scolded, "You really should learn to laugh more like a lady and less like a human with nasal problems."

This only caused Fred and I to laugh harder and Oliver to start laughing. Sarah gave me a look of pure loathing.

"I'm serious," Mum warned. "No boy wants to marry a girl with a laugh like yours, Katherine Ann."

Sarah nodded in complete agreement, "Take me for example, I laugh like tinkling bells."

"And you snore like a freaking fire truck's horn," I muttered darkly to Fred, who immediately burst into fresh peals of laughter.

"You could learn a lot from watching Sarah, Katherine Ann." Mum added, "Like, how to walk like a princess."

"If princesses walk like they have huge sticks up their butt," I commented to Fred.

Unfortunately for me, Oliver heard this comment and snorted with laughter causing Mum to give me a suspicious look.

"Katherine Ann," Mum said sternly, "Would you like to share with the rest of us your highly amusing comment."

"I just said that Sarah's princess walk is better than any princesses' walk I've ever seen," I lied quickly. "But mind you, I haven't seen many princesses walk."

"I don't see what was so funny about that," Mum said, turning her gaze on Oliver.

"Absolutely nothing, Mrs. Bell," Oliver explained quickly, "I just had to sneeze. I think I may be getting a cold."

"Oh, poor Ollie," Sarah crooned. "I'll get someone to fix you some soup later."

I rolled my eyes at Fred and he made gagging noises back at me. Then we both laughed.

"Well, I think it's time to be going," Mum announced as Alicia, George, and Angelina walked into the kitchen ready to go. "And I think you should get some fresh air," she said pointedly to Fred. "All this being in the house seems to be affecting you in strange ways."

Fred and I laughed again and I got up to follow everyone out of the kitchen. Making sure to wink at Oliver as I left. While Sarah was watching, of course. He winked back and grinned. I swear, I really don't think it's healthy for her to turn that shade of purple.

AN/ Okay things to look forward to: Semi-formal dress shoping (Next chapter) Semi-formal dinner party, More of Opperation Week From Hell, Oliver finally realizing that he loves Katie back (I'm not promising this'll be right away, or even anytime soon!)

Haha, so let me know what you think and how long you want this to be. I could end it now if you wanted, but somehow I'm thinking you don't want that.

I need ideas for Opperation Week From Hell!

Love From,

MotherCrumpet