AN/ Dedicated to KrazieChickadee cause she inspired much of my pranking that is coming!

And special thanks to Mandy, you really made me realize that it was WAY past posting time:) Thanks!

"OUCH!" I screamed as loud as humanly possible as the shower suddenly got scorching hot, "BLOODY HELL!"

"Oh, don't curse Katie," Oliver reprimanded.

"Oliver, get out of my bathroom!" I shouted, "Just because we've both admitted our feelings doesn't give you the right to barge into my bathroom while I'm in the shower!"

"Relax Kat," Oliver replied, "I was just coming in to tell you to hurry up. But if you want I can join you."

"OLIVER ANDREW WOOD, GET OUT OF MY BATHROOM!"

"I'm going," Oliver muttered and I heard the door click shut; I knew he was gone so I shut off the scalding water and climbed out of the shower.

I quickly got dressed and walked into my room to find everyone gathered in various places around the room. Oliver sat in the same chair that he had last night, Alicia and George lay across my bed, Angelina and Fred sat on my window seat and Ginny sat in my director's chair. I crossed the room and sat on the arm of Oliver's chair. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into his lap, kissing me good morning.

"I'm assuming that we missed something yesterday," Fred commented as I snuggled into Oliver's comforting arms.

"Erm, you might say that," I replied as Oliver kissed the top of my head lovingly.

"All right," Fred said slowly, "Then why is Miss Bitch still here?"

"Well, that's a slight problem," I muttered, "We obviously have to make her think that it was her idea to break up with Oliver."

At that moment Angelina shrieked and dove off of the window seat as a huge owl flew through the window and landed on the back of my chair, hitting Oliver in the face in the process. I laughed at both of them as I untied the roll of parchment on the owl and pulled it out to read it.

Sarah,

I hope that your plan to get Oliver to quit Quidditch for you is working. I bet that the idea of not kissing you until he promises to pay more attention to you and less to the sport is going to work quite easily. It'll only be so much better because he'll break that Katie Bell's heart when he decides to leave her and the rest of the team Captain less. And then his heart will be broken when you leave him officially for Marcus Flint. By the way, Marcus sent me an owl last night and he says that he misses you because you're his one true love. Isn't that so sweet?

I have got to run, but good luck on Friday with that Semi-formal. You'll have Oliver wrapped around your little finger by then.

Allie

After reading the note I felt like throwing up. I had kissed Oliver, who had kissed Sarah, who had kissed MARCUS FLINT! Eww! And who in their right mind would choose MARCUS FLINT over OLIVER! One thing was for sure, Sarah Everett had some serious problems with her taste in guys.

I folded the note into a paper airplane and threw it to Angelina who quickly read it and made a disgusted face before throwing it back. I rolled it back up and tied it onto the leg of the owl, instructing him to take it the rest of the way to Sarah.

"That's rather disturbing," Angelina commented as the owl left the room.

"It's not 'rather disturbing'!" I exclaimed, "It's more like gag me with a BLOODY SPOON!"

"Yes, but if you kissed him and he kissed her and she kissed HIM," Angelina trailed off and we both shuddered.

"Who have you been kissing?" Oliver demanded, I ignored him.

"I thought of that already," I replied, "Oliver when was the last time you kissed Sarah?"

"Erm," Oliver muttered, "Why? And who have you been kissing?"

"Well it hasn't been too recently," I ignored his questions, "If it was I'd have smacked him and I would have remembered doing that."

"True, I always remember when I smack people too," Angelina conceded, "So, what's our plan?"

"WHO HAVE YOU BEEN KISSING!" Oliver roared, unable to contain himself any longer.

"You," I replied as I kissed him again.

"Well, that's okay then," Oliver replied as we broke apart.

"No, it's not!" George yelled.

"I have to agree with him!" Alicia echoed.

"What in Bloody Hell are you two talking about?" Fred bellowed.

"IF YOU DON'T TELL US THEN I SWEAR I'M NOT HELPING YOU!" Ginny screamed.

"Geez, you could have asked nicely," I muttered.

"You'd better tell them Katie, Fred's getting worked up," Angelina informed me as she attempted to calm Fred down.

"I AM NOT WORKED UP!" Fred snapped, "I'm simply frustrated. You would be too if your best friend was being snogged silly by your Quidditch Captain right before your very eyes and she was going on about something with your girlfriend and you have no idea what in BLOODY HELL THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT!"

"Yeah," I said sarcastically, "You're not worked up a bit."

"Katie, I believe you're wrong and that he is worked up," George informed me, completely missing my sarcasm.

I rolled my eyes, "That was sarcasm George. But back to the point." And I proceeded to tell them all about Sarah Everett and her plan with Marcus Flint.

"And that's the entire story," I concluded to a stunned silence.

"Wow," Alicia breathed.

"So," Oliver said, I could feel his chest rise and fall behind my back, "What do you propose we do?"

"Well," I replied as I felt his arms close tighter around my waist. I grinned mischievously, "Here's the plan…"

A sharp piercing scream was heard coming from behind me. I ran from the room praying that Sarah hadn't spotted me and that our plan hadn't been completely busted. Unfortunately that didn't quite happen.

"KATRINA! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST BROKE THE HEELS OFF OF ALL MY SHOES AFTER COATING THEM WITH PEANUT BUTTER!" Sarah Everett roared as she sprinted down the hall after me.

"I really didn't," I huffed as I kept running, easily outdistancing her due to my daily running for Quidditch, "I swear that it was the twins!"

"I saw you, you little lying bitch!" Sarah roared.

"You can't have seen me because I didn't do it!"

"Whatever, I will so get you, you, BITCH!"

"Hey Oliver," I exclaimed as I jumped behind Oliver and used him as a shield, ignoring the electrifying feeling that seemed to crawl across me whenever I touched him.

"What's going on?" Oliver asked as he grabbed Sarah by the shoulders and forced her to look at his eyes.

"Katie ripped the heels off of all of my shoes after she coated them with peanut butter! Ollie, that bitch-y friend of yours has caused me nothing but misery since I got here!"

"Katie," Oliver asked as he turned to face me, "Is this true?"

"Yes," I replied guiltily as I avoided his eyes and suddenly pretended to be intent on the small black speck on the floor.

"Why did you do it?"

"I was jealous," I muttered, "You were paying attention to her and ignoring me. I wanted you to think she was stupid and to like me more."

"Katie," Oliver sighed dramatically, "I love Sarah, you're going to have to accept that. If you can't then I'm afraid I'm just going to have to sever any friendship that we once had."

Even though Oliver was acting my heart was still slightly crushed to hear him say that. I ran from the room crying, all of it fake of course. I sprinted down the hall and right into my mum.

"Katherine Ann," Mum scolded, "What is going on? Where's the fire?"

"Sorry Mum," I sniffed dramatically, "I'll never do it again!"

"You'll never do what?" Mum demanded suspiciously.

"She'll never run through the halls again," Sarah said quickly, coming up behind me. I knew that Oliver had told her to come and get me out of trouble and that he'd fix everything. "We we're playing a sort of game and, well sorry."

"That's quite all right," Mum replied smiling and she walked off down the hallway.

"Why did you do that?" I asked as suspiciously as I could manage.

"I think that if I'm going to be dating your best friend we should at least learn how to get along. It is, after all, understandable that you would be jealous of me," Sarah replied egotistically.

"Okay," I replied as I stuck out my hand, "But I'm not promising anything."

Sarah simply took my hand, cringing a little as she shook it. She dropped it quickly.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, Oliver and I are going to go and get some ice cream," Sarah informed me, "alone."

"Like I would want to come anyway," I muttered, just loud enough so she could hear me as she walked off.

I went up into my room and waited for the others to show up. I was only in there for a second when Oliver walked in.

"She thinks I forgot something." He explained as he closed the door behind himself, "I told her to go ahead and I'd be there in a minute."

"So she's gone?" I asked, just to be sure that she had actually left the house.

"Yes, but I can only stay for a minute," Oliver informed me as he made sure the door was locked, "If I stay too long she might get suspicious."

"Oliver, that was all acting, right?" I asked, half afraid that he had been serious, "It was all things you said purely because of the plan?"

"Yes, Kat, it was all acting," Oliver soothed and he kissed me passionately just to prove that it really had all been acting.

I snaked my arms around his neck and his arms went securely around my waist and we kissed for a little while longer before breaking apart.

"I love you Kat, but I have to go," Oliver told me grudgingly.

"I love you too Ollie, good luck." I replied, kissing him one last time before he went out the door to find Sarah Everett.

"You know, I wouldn't be doing this for anyone else."

"I know, and I wouldn't do this for anyone else either," I replied smiling and feeling as if I was walking on a cloud as he smiled back before walking out the door.

"So, was Oliver just leaving to go and get ice cream with Sarah?" Ginny asked as she walked in the door.

"Yeah, Sarah fell for the whole thing." I replied, "Operation Week From Hell is still going strong."

"I took care of the bleach and her clothes," Angelina announced as she and Fred walked in the door.

"I got her make up," Fred added as he smirked evilly, "All of her make-up."

"Her nail polish is now full of glue," Alicia said happily, "and her skirts are suddenly much, much shorter."

"Can they get any shorter?" I muttered, "That's disgusting."

"Her bathing suit will never stay on," Ginny piped up from her seat on the end of my bed, "and I agree with you about those skirts."

"Well," George announced, "I, for one, hate it when you can't have a hot shower. Poor girl, she'll have a freezing cold shower, just warm enough not to freeze."

We all laughed as we thought about what Sarah was going to go through, and that was just today. The semi-formal when she'd be completely disposed of wasn't even until tomorrow night.

We were still laughing when the doorbell rang. I thought about going to see who it was when Jobber called up the stairs, "Mistress Katie, yous has company!"

Wondering who it could be I left my room with the others trailing behind me. I got to the top of the stairs and froze. There, in the entrance hall stood Jeremy Mattson. Needless to say I had completely forgotten about him. This was not going according to plan!

AN/ Okay guys, sorry it took so long, I really am, but I wanted to let my beta do her whol betaing thing and then she's been really busy and hasn't been able to so I decided to go ahead and post it now.

Please Review, this is the last chance to get prank ideas in before the end of the story! Oh, and I know how many people have this story on alert and things and i try to go and read your stories, so please, please, please review mine too.

Oh, and feel free to let me know if you have any stories that you want me to read! I basically read Harry Potter, because I know the story backwards and forwards.

I know, I know, I'm a nerd with no life! So sue me! But if I had a life then I wouldn't have this bloody brilliant story for you to read... JK! It's not that great of a story.

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MotherCrumpet