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December 20, time: who gives a damn? Break starts today, Wednesday

"Ha-haha-ha-haaaaaaa!"

It was like seven in the morning when I woke up. I ran over to Alicia and Angelina, waking them both up.

"C'mon! break starts today!"

Angelina was still snoring, so I did the only thing a true friend would do, I jumped on her bed.

"Katie…?" Angelina asked groggily, not believing what she saw.

"C'mon! no classes! We're going to the burrow! Get dressed!"

Alicia crawled out of bed, "I thought you weren't a morning person," she laughed.

My god, I felt like a kid that woke up extra early on Christmas morning. I jumped off Angelina's bed and sat down net to Alicia on hers.

I put an arm around her shoulder. "Just think," I said, pretending to look off into the distance, "today, we would've had double Defense and double potions…that's four periods of Snape in one day."

Alicia's eyes grew wide and we both started jumping on Angelina's bed.

"Angelina!" Alicia laughed, "Get up!"

Thank God the other girls left the day before, they would've killed us.

All of a sudden, the twins came in.

"Er… what's going on?" Fred asked, me and Alicia still jumping on Angelina's bed, who was curled up in a ball.

"Umm…" we managed, stopping in an instant.

"She won't get up," I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, pointing to Angelina.

"But we're going to the burrow…" George said.

"WE KNOW!"

I looked over to Angelina who was still curled up in a ball, trying to get back to sleep. I looked at Alicia who was smiling devilishly at George's right sock.

George saw where this was going and passed me his sock. I charmed it to levitate and fall directly on Angelina's nose. The effect was immediate. Angelina screamed bloody murder, jumped out of bed and fell on the floor, covers and all.

"What the HELL WAS THAT?" she said, a hand over her heart.

George held up his un-socked foot and wiggled his toes. I thought Angelina was going to faint. I know I was, I was laughing way too hard to get any air to my brain.

Just then, Oliver came rushing into the room. I guess he heard Angelina scream. But instead of finding chaos-well, he did-he found me, Alicia and the twins, practically rolling around on the floor, red in the face, with Angelina white as a ghost, looking like she was going to pass out.

The laughter stopped for a split second when he rushed in. but the confused look on his face made us start laughing again even harder.

Oliver just stood in the doorway, his shoulders slightly slumped and the most confused look on his face. He scratched his head, "Do I want to know?"

I put an arm around his shoulders, "No," and we all walked down the seventh corridor. We stopped right before we walked down the stairs, realizing we were still in our pajamas.

Half an hour later we all made it down to the great hall, fully clothed, jeans and all.

8 pm

Around noon we finally made it to the burrow. And we didn't forget anything! Good thing too, because the floo powder Rosmeata let us borrow smelt funny.

Let me tell you, Mrs. Weasley's cooking could come from a five star restaurant. Don't even get me started on the pudding, because there's no stopping me. I've had one meal, lunch, and I never want to leave.

"Come on, I'll show you your rooms," Fred said, once we had all eaten our body weight in pudding.

Me and Oliver were the only ones who got our own rooms. Ron wasn't coming home for break, so I got his. Lucky me.

"It kinda reminds me of a furnace," I said as I eyed the bright orange paint job.

"Really?" Fred said, "I have the same impression."

"The Cannons, aren't that good though," Oliver said from next to me, he hadn't gotten his room yet.

"I know," George said on his way out, "just don't tell Ron."

Fred and George left, with Oliver trailing, going to assign him his room. Alicia and Angelina came in as soon as they left.

"Did I accidentally walk into a stove?" Alicia asked, laughing.

"Tell me about it," I said, looking at the large poster that had been enlarged to take up a whole wall, it was one of the whole Cannons team.

"The cannons aren't even that good," Angelina said.

I flopped on the bed, side ways, not long ways, so my feet still touched the floor, at least it was comfy beneath the orange bed spread, "I know."

"He's kind of cute though."

"RON?" hey, he's a sweet kid, but I thought Angelina had more sense than to hit on someone two years younger than her, let alone the twins' brother.

"NO!"

I sat up and realized she had been looking at a photo of the seeker.

"Oh, the seeker," I sighed, "you scared me."

"Me too," Alicia said, watching the gnomes in the garden.

I laid back down and closed my eyes, my hands behind my head. Little did I know that Alicia and Angelina had left and instead Oliver came in. once again, he pulled that stunt he did in September. Haven't we had enough incidents with that stunt?

I took a deep breath, " 'Lic? Ange? Are you guys even in here-AHH!" I opened my eyes and there was Oliver, two inches from my face.

But unlike him, I did not sit up bolt right and knock him out.

"Oliver!" I groaned, hitting him playfully on the shoulder.

He was still leaning over me, his hands on either side of my shoulder.

He chuckled, "Gotcha."

I rolled my eyes, and he flopped down on my right, laughing.

"It's not funny," I said looking at him, slapping him on the chest with the back of my hand lightly.

"Oh, I'm sure," he was still chuckling.

I just groaned. He rolled over on his side facing me and traced the now small cut on my cheekbone with his thumb.

I swiped his hand away and smiled, "Oliver, how many times do I have to tell you? It's nothing."

Oliver scoffed, "but-"

"Oliver," I groaned.

Then I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. There, crawling through the crack under the door, was a long fleshy colored ear. An Extendable Ear. I think my jaw must have dropped to the floor as Oliver followed my gazed. Then I stood up and quietly walked over to the thing. I was pretty sure it didn't have eyes.

I picked it up and screamed, "STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY OVEN-ROOM!" straight into it. The ear squirmed out of my fingers and retracted so fast under the door, you would think it was alive.

"What was that?" Oliver asked, watching the Extendable Ear squirm back underneath the door.

"An Extendable Ear."

"KATIE!OLIVER C'MON!" I think that was Angelina calling us from about four floors down, "GET YOUR BROOMS AND HURRY UP!"

I looked over to Oliver, who was still sitting on the bed, a grin spreading across his face.

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"So," Fred said, "Three v. three?"

We were standing in their backyard with our broom sticks over our shoulders. We nodded in agreement.

"But," George said before we broke off into teams, "one team gets a keeper and a chaser, the other gets two chasers."

I looked over to Alicia and Angelina, we would've creamed them so bad, I smiled slyly.

"Can't we do girls verse boys?" I suggested, as innocently as I could manage.

"Nice try, Kat," Damn, Oliver caught on.

"I've got Alicia," George said.

"Then I've got Angelina," Fred retaliated.

"Ouch," I said pretending to be hurt.

"Don't worry," George said, "I'll take you over Oliver." Oliver shot him a look as I walked over and he shrugged his shoulders, "she doesn't yell."

Of course I punched him playfully on the shoulder, smiling.

Their yard is something amazing though. It's almost the size of a real pitch, it even has the goal posts. But they're old and have vines clinging to them, I think I like them better that way.

The two teams got into a huddle.

"George, you're keeper," I said before he could open his mouth.

"Hey! I'm the captain of this team and-"

"Get over to the posts."

George 'humpfed' dramatically and flew off to the goal posts. Alicia looked at me for direction.

Boy, someday I would love to be captain…

I put a hand on her shoulder and smiled, "you'll know what to do."

I flew off towards the center leaving a very confused Alicia behind me. I knew she knew the she would know what to do, we both knew it.

Does that makes sense?

Katie, how many times do I have to tell you to stop thinking?

It was so much fun though. Me and Alicia, together, on the same team, did they really think they stood a chance? Half an hour later, we were up by almost 100. Man, it was beautiful.

Then Oliver came out of the goals and swapped places with Fred.

"Putting a little twist on things?" I asked, blocking him as he had the quaffe.

He smiled cockily, "just a little, it's not that hard though, this chasing thing."

"Really?" he was trying to get around me, but no way that was going to happen.

"Yeah."

"You can distract me all you want, Oliver Wood," I grabbed the quaffle out of his hands and started the other way, "but it's not going to work."

No offense to Fred or Angelina, but Fred should definitely stick to beating.

"You cheated!" Oliver could never face defeat.

We were going to play for like two and a half hours, but Mrs. Weasley called us in. And of course, me, Alicia and George won. I don't mean to be so competitive, but it's in my nature as much as smiling is.

"WHAT? Are you kidding me?" I think I even had my hands on my hips, some has got to slap me next time I do that.

"You had two chasers!"

"And you had a chaser and a keeper! Besides, I thought you said chasing wasn't that hard."

"Yeah, but-but it still wasn't fair!"

"Oliver," I groaned, "What makes this unfair?"

"You had two chasers!"

"And you had a chaser and a keeper!"

"But you can't run a play with that!"

"Well you tried! It's not my fault it didn't work!"

We could've gone on for hours.

"You too fight like a married couple," Fred said laughing.

"NO WE DON'T!" we snapped at the same time.

"I'm going to stop you two here," George said.

"Yeah," Alicia agreed, "remember what happened last time?"

"I think it included Katie and a bludger," Angelina said, pretending to try and recall what had happened.

"Not to mention a night in the hospital wing," George added.

I looked at Oliver and we both laughed. They weren't supposed to bring that back up again. But that was exactly how it started.

Oliver put an arm around my shoulders, leading me back towards the house, "Come on, we'll call it a draw."

"But we won-!"

Alicia had come over and slapped a hand over my mouth, "Fair enough."

I glared at her for a second, and we started laughing all over again.

And Oh. My. God. Dinner was even better than lunch. Can you say 'feast'?

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