AN/ Okay guys...

This chapter is dedicated to all my readers, both the silent ones and the ones who review every single chapter, I love you all! Now, enjoy the epilogue!

"Ollie!" I screamed as he grabbed me and held me which enabled Fred to tag me. "You idiot, now I have to sit in the mush pot!"

The poor, innocent bystanders on the train gave me a look as if to say, 'We're sorry you're crazy, but God help us if your crazy rubs off on us!'

"Hey, don't give me that look!" I called to a very puzzled looking Roger Davies. "We're playing Extreme Duck-Duck-Goose!"

Davies shot me another look, similar to one you might give a deranged and hallucinating dog. It was a half pityingly, half terrified, half confused look. And, yes, I realize that I put in three halves!

"What's Extreme Duck-Duck-Goose?" Leanne asked as Oliver relinquished his hold on me and I stalked back towards our compartment to take my rightful place in the mush pot.

"It's only the best game ever!" Fred exclaimed.

"That helps a lot," Jeremy muttered darkly.

"It's like regular Duck-Duck-Goose only instead of running in a circle, you can run wherever you want to and there aren't any rules," I explained, gasping as I tried to catch my breath.

"Sounds fun! Can I play?" Leanne exclaimed.

"Sure," Fred replied. "Whatever floats your boat."

"Are you sure you want to play Leanne?" I asked teasingly. "We have to be breaking about a dozen school rules."

"Uh, does this face look like it cares?" Leanne pointed to her own face and repeated something that I had said last week.

"We're a bad influence on your girlfriend," I muttered to Jeremy who laughed.

"Kat's in the mush pot!" Fred sang happily as we skipped back into the compartment.

"And we've gained two new victims—I mean players," Oliver added.

"Excellent!" George exclaimed. "But they're going to have to wait for the next round."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"We've got a visitor," Alicia piped up from her seat next to George.

I turned to see none other than Sarah Everett standing beside the compartment door. Oliver, who had sat down across from Angelina, grabbed my hand, pulled me onto his lap and folded his arms around me as if to protect me from Sarah.

"What do you want," Fred growled menacingly, taking his seat next to Angelina and glaring at Sarah.

"Calm down, Fred. She says she came to apologize," Angelina sounded skeptical.

"Leave us alone," Oliver said in a deep voice. "Go away, we never want to see you ever again."

"No, stay," I commanded as Sarah turned to leave. I pointed to the empty seat by the window. "Sit."

Sarah sat and glanced around nervously under my appraising gaze. She was the same Sarah Everett in appearance. Perhaps her hair was slightly darker blonde and her perfectly tan skin slightly less tan so that it looked more natural, but she still looked like the same person physically. However, all of the malice was gone from her eyes and she definitely dresses more conservatively, but then it was hard not to.

Finally I grinned, "How are you, Sarah?"

Sarah smiled shyly, tentatively. The others snapped their gazes to me as if wondering where the real Katie Bell had gone.

"I'm pretty good, actually. I came to apologize," Sarah replied.

"Katie, what are you doing?" Oliver asked, alarmed at my civility towards the girl. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Ollie," I replied.

"No, you're definitely not Katie," Fred informed me, jumping up and crossing the compartment to feel my forehead for a fever. "You're talking to her, civilly!"

"I'm fine." I insisted again, smacking Fred's hand away from my head.

"You can't be fine!" Alicia cried. "You hate her, with a passion!"

"I'm fine! Now shut you bloody mouths before I shut them for you!" I bellowed, losing my temper.

"She's fine all right," Oliver muttered.

I ignored him and smiled at Sarah again, "Go ahead, they won't interrupt again."

Sarah swallowed, as if to steady herself and then started talking.

"I'm really sorry. I've been through so much these past couple months, but I realized there was one more thing to do before I could fully start my new life. So I came here to apologize, for everything.

"Oliver, I'm sorry that I used you. Fred, George, Angelina and Alicia, I'm sorry you were caught up in my plans. That goes for Jeremy and Leanne too. Fred and George, please tell your sister, Ginny, how sorry I am. I didn't mean to cause any trouble. I was confused. Katie, I wanted to apologize to you most of all. You were the one that Marcus was really after to hurt. Sure, he wanted the whole team kicked out but he also wanted you. That made me jealous. You had everything that I wanted; you were everything that my family wanted me to be. That envy took over.

"I also wanted to say thank you, without you I probably wouldn't be here apologizing right now. Thank you so much Katie, you've done more for me than I could have ever dreamed possible. If you ever need anything don't hesitate to ask.

"Now that I've apologized I ought to get going, I'm supposed to be meeting a—erm, friend of mine in a couple of minutes."

And with that, the newly transformed Sarah Everett stood up and walked out of the compartment, leaving everyone totally speechless and confused.

Did I say speechless? I wish they had been speechless, my friends we just confused. And they were very vocal about their confused state.

"What was she talking about?"

"Did that make any sense?"

"Her skirt was only just above her knees!"

"Did she have her shirt fully buttoned?"

"Kat, you've got some explaining to do!"

"SHUT UP!" I screamed, cutting the protests off, well except Fred who had to have the final say, as always.

"Was that even Sarah Everett?" Fred asked. "Or does she have a twin or something?"

I sighed, "Yes Fred, it was Sarah Everett. And no, George, she's not a clone."

George snapped his mouth shut, "I wasn't going to say she was," he muttered sheepishly.

"Whatever you say George," I replied, rolling my eyes. "Anyways, to answer the rest of your questions, I know exactly what she's talking about and yes, it did make sense."

"What was she talking about?" Alicia wailed.

"That, I can't tell you."

"But you know," Fred protested.

"Come on Kat, you can tell me!" Oliver exclaimed.

"Katie!" Angelina and Leanne bellowed.

"Tell me!" George hollered, taking me by my shoulders and shaking me.

"Don't leave us hanging Katie," Jeremy

"You have to tell me or I'll die of curiosity!" Alicia whined dramatically.

"Yeah, I can see it now," I said sarcastically. "Cause of death: curiosity."

"KATHERINE ANN BELL!" everyone screamed together.

I smacked my hands up over my ears, "Jeez, no need to be so freaking loud!"

"Then tell us," Alicia prompted.

"I don't care how loud you get; I owe it to Sarah not to tell you."

"But Katie," Alicia whined.

"No," I said firmly.

Alicia made a pout-y face, "You're mean."

"GOOSE!" I bellowed as I hit Fred on the head and sprinted out of the compartment.

"What is she talking about?" Fred asked, massaging his head.

"I think you'd better start chasing," Leanne said matter-of-factly, "because it sounds like Katie's just started the next round of Extreme Duck-Duck-Goose."

"I hate to break it to you, dear brother," George said, clapping Fred on the shoulder, "but I think you're the goose."

"Bloody Hell!" Fred shouted as he stumbled out of the compartment after me. "The least you can do is to warn a guy next time!"

AN/ I'm so sad, it's over! GAH! Oh well, I hope you enjoyed it and keep checking for sequels and other things written by me! Go chek out my Lily's List story too!

Love From,

MotherCrumpet

PS: don't hold me responsible for any injuries sustained while playing Extreme Duck-Duck-Goose. But I do suggest playing it in an auditorium, school, or possibly a hotel! Just watch out for people who grab you and make you sit in the mush pot for the rest of the game! Oh, and watch out for band directors that may proceed to call you special-ed.

RaNdOm QuOtE:

Last time the random quote was spoken by my idol, Dr. Seuss! Ha, he's not really my idol, butyou have to admit, the man's books areawesome!

YAY FOR GREEN EGGS AND HAM!