Pfft! Did they really think that stupid rule was going to stop me? The Queen of all that is Stubborn! I think not!
March 9, Monday, 5 ish? I think.
Gah! How much home work can you give out? I mean really! I have two new essays! Count 'em! TWO! It's absolutely ridiculous! I mean, C'mon! and they're both a foot and half long! It' insane!
Oh, here comes my saving grace!
9 pm
"You. Are. A. God!" I said, throwing my arms around Oliver as he sat down to help me.
He just chuckled and held up my stubby quill, "So when are you going to get a new one?"
"Never," I said, settling back into my chair, "So what made you decide to grace me with your presence?"
"Hmm…I'd have to say because I have nothing else to do, I finished my home work, and you're just so cute when you're in trouble."
"Well, I'm sorry that I'm at the bottom of your list," I said, I knew he was joking.
"You should be," he said before giving me a peck on my cheek and starting one of my essays.
"That'll do, slave," I said, patting Oliver's shoulder about an hour later. "That'll do."
"Now I'm a slave?" he asked, five minutes later as we made our way out from the library and down a corridor.
"Yeah," I said, "pretty much."
Next thing I know, I'm wrapped in his arms and he's kissing me. And my back was pressed up against a wall. When did I get there?
And I thought I ordered that slow mo machine? When is it coming in? then again, I think it might be too big for those poor owls to carry…hmm…
It was at dinner time so the halls were completely deserted.
"Well, I guess I do deserve it…" he said, pressing his forehead against mine, "I did wake you up at one in the morning."
I slipped my arms around his neck and kissed him, "That's true," I said in between kisses. "And you did make me wake up Alicia and Angelina."
"That must've been torture."
"Oh, it was, it was."
He chuckled before continuing to kiss me. I think the glaciers are melting somewhere…I think I am.
"He-hem," some one cleared their throat.
We broke apart, I guess the halls weren't as deserted as we thought.
"Ange!" I cried as I saw Angelina tapping her foot, smiling with an eyebrow raised, her arms crossed across her chest and apparently she had something caught in her throat.
"What?" she asked. Boy Fred must've taught her good because she was smiling just as devilishly as the twins.
And what is with all these interruptions?
"What do you think Ange?" I asked, my arms crossed over my chest.
"Hey! I just came up here to tell you your dinner is getting cold," she protested, "And I'm sure you don't remember that heating charm, do you Katie?" she called over her shoulder as she walked away.
"SO WHAT!" I called to her retreating back, uncrossing my arms and throwing them to my side.
She just laughed.
"Damn her," I scowled.
"So you don't remember," Oliver whispered matter a factly in my ear before walking down to the Great Hall.
"SO WHAT!"
"You really don't remember, do you?"
I was currently eating my dinner…cold.
"No, Oliver," I sighed in defeat, "I don't."
"Not even the littlest bit?" Fred asked in a motherly like voice, putting his thumb and fore finger about an inch apart.
"I know it has something with inflamado in it," I said ignoring him as I looked down at my cold plate of food, my hands in my lap. "And I know there's word for food in Latin or something I'm supposed to know, but…"
"But you're not the brightest wire in the bulb?" Oliver suggested, smirking the tiniest bit.
I just smiled back.
Damn contagious Scottish smile. I wasn't supposed to smile! I was eating cold chicken, cold rice, and cold corn, not something I would usually smile about.
"Any body want to help me out?" I asked smiling at my friends.
"No one's going to help you on the O.W.L.'s," George pointed out.
I racked my brain. I knew that steaming spell, flames charm, spark charm, sunlight spell, light spell, but no god damn food heater-upper spell. And I couldn't remember the damn Latin word for meal. in the wizarding world, when in doubt, use Latin words.
"I know every other god damn spell that'll make you warm," I said, "But none for food…I know the Spanish word for meal."
Yeah, Lance had gone to Spain for a Quidditch game and the only words he came home knowing was meal, broom, flying, bed, sleep, food and bathroom. Can't you just tell how charming my brother is?
"Give it a whirl," Alicia said. "But if your meal does go up in flames, do you at least know a dousing charm?"
"Aguamentia," I said simply. Hell, even I know that one. "Alright," I said, pulling out my wand, "what's the worse that could happen?"
Everybody's meal could explode on them, that's what could happen and that's what did happen.
"So what have we learned today, Katie?" Angelina asked, whipping string beans off her face.
"Er…never use Spanish in a spell?" I asked smiling guiltily, attempting to get all the rice out of my hair. "scourgify." the least I could do was clean up after my little mistake.
"And never scream Comidas inflamado around food," Fred added laughing.
So I was wrong, whoop-di-fricken-do. It's not they haven't ever been wrong! No one's perfect!
Oh, five days till my birthday!
March 10, Tuesday, after practice
"Ok, you officially owe me the greatest birthday present in the world after that practice," I said as we clambered up the stairs to the common room.Seriously though, my back was killing me.
"I'm going to have severe back problems by the time I'm 20," I said, clutching my lower back. That bludger hadn't done me any favors.
"Come here," Oliver said, dragging me to one side of the hallway.
"Oh no, you're not going to give me a massage are you?" I asked horrified. Not many pleasant experiences with those things. "No offense Ol', but yours hurt."
He chuckled, "Then you know they're working."
"For who?" I asked, "Satan?"
He laughed, "No, just trust me."
"Alright," I sighed.
Then he turned me around so my back was facing him and he put one hand on my right shoulder.
"Now where does it hurt?" he asked.
"My lower ba-A-ACK!"
Mother of Mercy.
He put his hand on my lower back, locking his elbows and pulled my shoulder back, arching my poor back in a bow shape. You could hear my back crack all the way up my spine.
"Ahh…" I cried softly. "What…did I do...that was so ba-A-AAAAD!"
He kept his one hand where it was, the one on my lower back, but instead pulled my other shoulder back. Once again, every bone in my back cracked.
"Holy Fudge," I said softly, sinking into the ground. That hurt so much.
I mean if you've ever had your back cracked, you know it hurts the second each of your vertebrae crack and then your whole back goes limp. I was now currently in the second stage of pain. And trust me, Oliver Wood cracking your back is no picnic.
"I for one," I said as he practically dragged me up to my feet, holding me under my arms, "would like to know taught you these methods of torture."
He laughed as he helped me up, "Remember Tom?"
Oh boy, do I ever! He was only my captain for one year, my second year at school and my first on the team. He could rival Oliver in the obsession department if he wanted to. I think that's why he choose Oliver to be his successor.
"How could I forget?" I laughed.
"Well," Oliver said, picking up my bag (much to my protest) , "He cracked my back once."
"And…?"
"Never again."
"Told you it hurts," haha I was right!
"Jammed my shoulder once too," he sighed.
"I'm going to guess it was from a bludger and not because you were thrown through the air and a keeper got in your way."
He laughed and put a hand on my poor lower back, "More or less. I think I was in my…second year? I think."
"Not too much fun is it?" I asked.
"Not in the least," he agreed, "But if it gets you better sooner-"
"Hey! I was in the air the next day!" I pointed out.
"Only because you're so stubborn," he pointed out. He got me on that one.
" 'If it gets me better sooner'," I mocked rolling my eyes.
He chuckled and gave me a peck on the temple. 5'7" and I'm still 5 inches short than him.
"Want to go get some strapples?" he asked as we made our way to the kitchens floor.
"Of course," I said, "if the twins haven't eaten them all."
Thank God they didn't. Or it would've been off with their heads!
Maybe a little harsh but I think they get my point.
Four days till my birthday! Count 'em! FOUR!
March 11, Wednesday, History of Magic and later in the afternoon
So I was actually attempting to pay attention to Professor Binns, when Alicia sent me a note and the rest of the class went down the drain. And the rest of the afternoon where we continued it in the common room.
So what took you so long to get back last night?
I went to the kitchens.
With Oliver?
Is that a crime 'Lic?
No…but you were gone an awfully long time. And this broom closet was making a lot of peculiar noises.
It's those damn Ravenclaws again…they kiss so loud.
Are you sure it wasn't you and Oliver?
If it was, I'm sure she'd be very happy about her new conquest.
No it wasn't us and what new conquest are you talking about Ange?
You know, the closet snogging.
Oy vey
Besides, that's yours and Fred's territory
…I don't know what your talking about…
A little hesitant are we?
This note isn't about me! It's about you and our dear captain
Times change
Not this time Katie.
Damn it…
So what were you two doing in the kitchens?
Eating, you know, what you do in a kitchen. Eat food, remember?
…how sure are you that was all you were doing?
Perfectly sure 'Lic, ask any of the house elves there
So what were you eating?
Strapples.
What's a strapple?
A mix between a strawberry and an apple, it's really good.
And you'd never know about it if it wasn't for me and Oliver.
So?
So were cutting your supply off at the source.
You wouldn't!
Oh we would
I still don't understand what a strapple is.
What are you going to do? Eat them all?
Maybe we are
Oh it's on
And this means war
A strapple war? I still don't understand
Poor thing.
She has yet to understand the goodness of it all
Which will be all mine
What the hell is going on?
FRED! Got out of my note!
So what were you and Oliver doing last night? And why did your back hurt so much? Are you doing dirty thing Kates?
WHAT!
Katie! What were you doing?
Ugh, I told you, Oliver cracked my back because it really hurt.
And why did it really hurt?
BECAUSE YOU HIT MY BACK WITH A BLUDGER!
But is that all? Are you doing naughty things with our dear captain? I thought so much better of you Kates.
KATIE!
WHY? WHEN? WHERE? Oh my god, it wasn't in our dorm was it? I'll never be able to go in there again!
Me neither!
Oh my god…I can't believe you two actually believe Fred
Believe it
KATIE!
I'M NEVER STEPPING FOOT IN THERE AGAIN!
Mother of Mercy…
Kat, what's going on?
Who let Oliver in?
Fred Weasley, what in God's name are you talking about?
Err…nothing?
'naughty things' is nothing?
Oh my god….
I still can't believe you Katie!
So what's with this little pow wow you're all leaving me out of?
Ah! My good twin! We were just talking about what adventures Kates and Ollie had last night!
You two didn't break any beds, did you?
Oh my god…
OH MY GOD!
KATIE!…and OLIVER!
WE WENT TO THE KITCHENS! ARE YOU DAFT?
Not from what I heard
WHAT DID YOU HEAR?
What did you hear?
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TWO!
Please tell me you mean the twins
I mean you and Oliver, Katie!
I don't think I'll be able to go to sleep tonight…oh the images!
For fudging out loud…
Do you mean fudging as in f-ing? Because we all know what we can connect that to…
You two have to control your night time urges
Oh my god…
Oh my god…
OH MY GOD!
OH MY GOD!
This is getting so out of hand, I'm leaving
At least leave the note!
No.
Come on Kat…we can do naughty things in the library.
OH MY GOD!
NOT THE BOOKS! NOT THE POOR, POOR BOOKS!
THEY'RE HELPLESS!
YOU DOGS!
"I can't believe you just wrote that," I said, stopping to look over the note to make sure I read right once we were out of the common room.
"It'll keep them busy for a while," he said, shrugging his shoulders, continuing to walk down the corridor.
"Do you have any idea what 'Lic and Ange are going to put me through tonight?" I think I lost all the color in face as I jogged to catch up to him, "I'll get the billion and one questions all night. I won't get a wink of sleep." I rubbed my face, "Prepare the ultra strong coffee."
3 am
Holy. Fudge. Alicia and Angelina are like an interrogating energizer bunny…they just keep going!
"I can't believe you Katie!" Alicia said once me and Oliver came back and I climbed up to our dorm.
I flopped down on my bed, "What did I do now 'Lic?"
It was like eight at night by then."You and Oliver!" Angelina shrieked.
"I can't believe you two actually believe Fred," I sighed sitting up to face 'the bad cops'. "well, maybe Angelina, she kisses him, but you 'Lic?"
Angelina groaned but Alicia actually though it over.
"Maybe you're right…"
"OF COURSE I AM!" I shouted, "how the hell would the twins know?"
"Good point," Angelina said.
Ha! I have officially turned them back on my side. Haha!
"But Percy knows," Angelina said.
I lost all the color in my face, not to mention my smile, "What?"
"Yeah, about that," Alicia said, scratching the back of her head, "He over heard the twins telling us and I think he went to go owl your mom."
"WHAT!" I jumped off my bed, "When did he leave?"
"About two minutes ago, but-"
I was already sprinting down the stairs and out the common room. I don't think I have ever run faster than I did to the owlery. All the while I was thinking about the different ways I could kill Percy.
I got to the owlery in 45 seconds flat. but by the time I wrenched the jar open, Percy was standing in the middle of the room holding an owl no doubt with a letter to my mom. Before I could say anything he let the owl free. And right before it reached the window, I made a wild jump and caught the damn bird before it flew out.
"Katie?" Percy asked shocked as I stood up and ripped the letter from the owl's leg, "What are you doing?"
I quickly scanned the letter. Yup. Definitely to my mom and definitely about the rumors Fred and George stirred up. Three Weasleys just might die tonight.
"What are you doing?" I yelled at him, waving the letter in his face. "YOU'RE SUPOSSED TO BE HEAD BOY! YOU'RE SUPOSSED TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE FROM A RUMOR AND THE TRUTH!"
"B-but-" I think I scared him. Good.
"Does this look like something true, Percival?" I spat out his full name, still waving the letter in his face.
"Kat? What are you doing?"
That must've been a very awkward moment for Oliver to walk in on, though I was very happy to see him. One more person to beat the living daylights out of Percy here.
"Look what he almost sent my mom!" I said running over to him.
Oliver took the letter out of my hands and scanned it over, twice. I don't think he could believe it either. He just shot Percy the most disgusted look ever, put his hand around my waist and guided me out. I think Percy is still in there…
"What, we're not going to kill him?" I asked, probably just as shocked as Percy.
He just chuckled and lead me back to the common room.
And from then to now Alicia and Angelina have been asking me every possible question to make sure the twins little rumor wasn't true. So it's safe to say my brain is fried.
Did ya like? I know you'd all want me to kill Percy but my fingers are dying over here. I just finished this and a summer essay. Killed me. The essay I mean. who gives an essay over the summer? Honestly! So anyway, I've got riding camp all next week, but it's not sleep away so no worries! But it might take me a while longer to get the next chap up…it might.
Oh and give me your email in the review because it'll take way to much time to track all of ours down and then I'll send you the petition.