Alrighty then. At the moment I'm at home, by myself and I've got nothing to do. There's nothing on TV and there is absolutely not one good new Katie/Oliver story that I haven't already read. So here is another chap for all of you.

Ok guys, now you know I love you. But the two word reviews have got to stop. And there will be cursing in this story so if you don't like it, add little 'bleep's when ever you see a curse word. Ok, I think that's everything.

May 10, Tuesday, around ten I guess.

"Ow, owie, OW! Katie! I'm NOT made of steel!"

"Well your hair apparently is because I can't get this knot out for the life of me!"

Ange laughed.

You see, she and Fred were going on a date. On Tuesday, I know, weird day, but what ever floats their boats. So she asked me and 'Lic to help her get ready and all the usual stuff. So Cleopatra over here decided she want her hair to at least resemble me and 'Lic's. So for two hours we flipped through textbooks looking for a spell that would make her hair look like she got what muggles get, a weave. Eventually we finally found one and did it. But her hair was still full of knots even after she took a shower. 'Lic was picking out an outfit while I was dealing with her new mop of hair. (currently she wanted it slightly lighter and wavy and soft ("like foxy from Goldmember when she woke up in the morning that one time!" she had said like I knew what she was talking about. )

"Ok," I sighed forty-five minutes later. Looking at my handiwork. "I think you're good."

And it was good I must say. It was slightly lighter and wavy and smooth just like she wanted. We even gave her a few layers and angles and then tied it back in a low pony tail with one of 'Lic's blue satin ribbons. It actually looked really nice.

"Oh Katie!" Ange squealed once she looked in the mirror, "I LOVE IT! You should do my hair more often.

With my light smile on my face, I slid off my chair and onto the ground.

"That's a 'no' incase you didn't catch that, Ange," 'Lic pointed out, holding up the outfit she picked out for Ange (kaki capris, a blue shirt and her denim jacket).

Her damn date better have gone well. I mean, they just got back so it must've went somewhat decent. They were out for four hours!

May 11, Wednesday, History of Magic

"Kat? Kat…please wake up. Kat?"

"….ZZZzzzzz…."

"Kat."

"I'm sorry, she's not home at the moment, please leave a message after the beep…beeeeeeeeeep…."

"Katherine Ann Bell."

"..wha' now…?"

"Practice."

"Wha' ya' talkin' 'bout?"

I heard him sigh, "Quidditch."

He was shaking my shoulder so I rolled over to look at my nightstand and uncrusted one of my eyes to look at the clock for a second. 3:12.

"It's too early to have practice," I rolled back over on my stomach and held my pillow close, "it's too early to even think about practice…"

Then he did the unthinkable, he squished me. I mean he laid on-top-of-me-and-somehow-wrapped-his-arms-around-me-too-so-I-could-no-longer-breath squish me.

"This…is…NOT fair…" I managed to moan.

"C'mon," he said in a sing song voice, "You know you want to get up."

"No," I rebutted, my eyes still closed "I want to sleep."

He kissed the corner of my jaw, "Please?"

"No."

"Please?" he begged, kissing my neck.

"No."

"Still?"

"Yup."

He laughed and got off me.

"Finally," I sighed, taking a deep breath and rolling on my side, "Air."

He chuckled lightly and pulled me up to a sitting position and sitting right behind me so I my back was resting against his chest and his arms wrapped around me.

"Do I really have to go to practice, Ol?" I yawned, the back of my head resting on one of his shoulders.

"Yes," he said firmly, planting a kiss on my temple.

Here I would like to point out that my eyes were still closed and fully crusted.

"Why?" I moaned/ yawned.

"Because," he said, "The final is in less than two weeks."

"You're point?"

"We need the practice."

"We need sleep."

"Practice."

"Maybe," I agreed, still all crusted up. "but not at 3 in the morning."

Oliver chuckled, "C'mon," he said, slapping on of my thighs hard enough to somewhat wake me up, and getting up "I've got coffee."

I stood up after him, rubbing the crust out of my eyes. Look at that, I managed to pry my eyelids apart.

"I'll get 'Lic and Ange then," I yawned as I stretched aka making-a-pitiful-attempt-of-reaching-the-ceiling.

"Thanks," he said, giving me a quick kiss before heading out the door.

"Ugh," I said, rubbing my face, muttering to myself, "He's damn lucky I love 'im so much…"

I walked over to Ange's bed where I instantly slipped on a misplaced sock. "Oof!"

"…Katie…?" Ange asked from her bed, "What are you doing on the floor?"

"I slipped on your sock," I said, throwing it up to her. "And we have practice."

"WHAT IN MERLIN'S NAME DO WE HAVE!"

"Well at least you don't have to wake up Alicia now," Ange said somewhat brightly in her groggy state.

"True."

"YOU DID NOT JUST SAY WE HAVE ANOTHER GOD DAMN DAWN PRACTICE!" 'Lic screamed from the bed on the other side of Ange's.

"Errr…" I said, "We have another god damn dawn practice."

"I CANNOT BELIEVE I AM OUT HERE AT-what time is it?" 'Lic asked as we finally got to the pitch in our robes and sat down in the team room.

I checked my watch, "3:32"

"-AT 3:32 IN THE MORNING!" she continued.

"So its safe to say Alicia is here?" Harry asked through a large yawn as he trudged in and sat down on my other side where Alicia wasn't sitting (she was in the middle of me and Ange).

"Yup," I laughed as much as someone could that early in the morning. "Tired?" I asked, ruffling up his hair.

"Yeah," he sighed. "Ron kept having dreams that spiders were making him tapdance."

I started to laugh as the twins came in.

"So he's still going through those?" Fred laughed, sitting next to Ange.

"We thought he got over those ages ago," George said, pushing me off the bench to sit next to 'Lic.

"You're going to regret that," I said from the floor behind him.

"How is tha-?" he started to ask.

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE HAVE TO BE HERE SO DAMN EARLY IN THE DAMN MORNING ON A DAMN SCHOOLDAY! IT'S FUCKING INSANE!"

"Oh." George said and I smirked at him .

"Morning, team," Oliver said as he walking in with a poster under one of his arms.

"IT'S NOT THAT NICE YOU DAMN DICTATING BASTARD!"

Oliver ignored her as he magically taped the poster up to one side of the white board. "This," he said, motioning to the poster, "Is everyone's new schedule."

"Well," Fred said, skimming over it, "There's no classes."

Oliver sighed and rolled his eyes, pointing to a time slot that indicated class hours.

"Oh."

So basically here's a new schedule:

7:15-wake up

7:20- HEALTHY breakfast

7:45-2:30- classes (do NOT receive detention or get points docked!)

3:00-4:20- homework

5:30-HEALTHY dinner

6:00-8:30-practice

10:00-bed

"Oh god," Ange moaned in her still groggy stupor, "You've turned into our mother."

"Just get out there," he said sternly.

"FINE YOU DAMN QUIDDITCH NAZI!"

We all trudged out into the foggy morning.

"How the hell is Harry, supposed to find the snitch in this fog?" Ange asked forty five minutes later.

"I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA!"

I laughed. It was true. I could barely see Ange and 'Lic and they were only two feet in front of me. Harry was in for some trouble.

"Katie, what time is it?" Ange asked.

"Err…" I had to whip all the condensation off the face. "Almost quarter after four."

"This really is getting ridiculous."

"I NOTICED! IT'S ONLY FUC-"

"HEADS UP!"

The three of us ducked just in time as a bludger just skimmed over the top of our heads.

"What in Merlin's name ARE YOU DOING?" we heard Oliver's voice shout from across the pitch.

"Err…PRACTICING!" one of the twins shouted back across.

"WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING? I'M RIGHT INFRONT OF YOU!"

The three of us sighed and followed the voices until we came across Oliver and Fred having a shouting match. Well, not really, Fred didn't realize Oliver had flown right in front of him.

I told you the fog was thick.

"Oh," Fred said brightly, "So you are. How's things?"

"YOU NEARLY TOOK OUT ALL THREE OF OUR CHASERS IN ONE SHOT."

"Talk about killing three birds with one stone," someone said behind us.

Angelina let out a little squeal, I jumped a bit and 'Lic turned around and slapped George for startling us.

"IS EVERYONE TRYING TO KNOCK MY CHASERS OFF THEIR BROOMS?" Oliver screamed, his accent coming out thick. It always does when he's tired or worked up, or both at the same time.

"No," Harry said, suddenly next to me.

"Well thank you." Oliver said to Harry before turning back to Fred. "Just go to the other end with George and try to practice without knocking anybody else of their brooms."

"That sounds like a great idea," Fred said.

"So why are you still here?" Oliver asked, getting agitated.

"Because I can't tell where the hell I am," Fred said.

"Same," everyone else said at the same time.

"Alright then," Oliver said. "Get back to the ground and do some laps."

Everybody groaned and headed towards the ground. Well, Alicia was screaming and George was somehow getting her back to the ground.

Oliver sighed as I turned to head down.

"What now?" I asked.

"Damn fog…" he muttered.

"Well good day for a dawn practice," I laughed. I had to get him in somewhat of a good mood. "c'mon," I said, grabbing his hand and pulling on it, "Yelling at us'll make you feel better."

"Alright," he chuckled.

"THAT WAS NOT 100 PUSHUPS!

"That… Is the...LAST time…you…try….and cheer…him…up…" Ange muttered next to me as we did push-ups.

"Better…than…usual…"I muttered back.

"PUSH-UPS BELL!" he screamed down from in front of me, "THIS IS PRACTICE, NOT A SOCIAL HOUR!"

I saw Ange send me a look.

"o…k…so maybe not…that…much…better."

"REALLY?" 'Lic said from my other side. "I DIDN'T NOTICE!"

I laughed and finally done with my push ups I collapsed on the grass. How that woman could do push-ups and scream at the same time amazed me.

"Bell?" Oliver asked, looking down at me, "What are you doing?"

"Making sure the grass is cut evenly for the big match," I said sarcastically.

"Good job," he said. "Now how about 100 sit ups?"

I sighed, rolled my eyes and started doing sit-ups. "How about I knock you out…?" I muttered.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"You should know that because of your boyfriend," Ange said as we changed into our school uniforms right before breakfast was supposed to start, "I cannot feel any part of my body." I laughed but stopped instantly because that hurt my stomach. "You see what I mean?"

"Yeah, Ange," I said, "I see."

"I…am…going to…crash…" 'Lic muttered as she put on her school tie.

"So the screaming is finally over with?" I asked.

"What are you talking about?"

Me and Ange started to laugh but stopped once our stomach muscles started to scream "stop! haven't you killed me enough? DON'T laugh!"

"Damn it…" I said, looking around my locker and the bench.

"What?" 'Lic and Ange asked at the same time.

"Don't start," I said quickly before they started talking like twins again. "My back pack must be back in the tower."

"Ouch," Ange said, "7 floors of stairs?"

'Lic cringed for me, "Good luck with that."

"Could you two grab some food for me and give it to me first?" I asked as I ran out the door. They nodded, "Thanks guys!"

So I ran out the door in my uniform. Well, I also kinda ran into Oliver, literally.

"Didn't know you missed me that much," Oliver chuckled, catching both of our balances, "It's only been a few minutes."

"Har-har," I laughed. "Though it's kinda hard to miss a Quidditch Nazi that much."

Oliver laughed, "Alicia did put that eloquently, didn't she?"

"Like no other," I laughed. "Now I'll leave you to your dictating job because I have to go climb seven flights of stairs to get my back pack."

Oliver chuckled, "Wait a second then, I'll go with you. Just let me get changed?"

"No," I said sarcastically.

He dropped his arms, which were on my hips, laughing and went and got changed. which honestly, only took like two minutes.

So we walked back up to the castle together and I left him at the Great Hall. He wanted to come up with me but I protested saying that there was no reason for both of us not to eat breakfast.

"Hey Finny!" I said, grabbing my bag and turning back out. Finny gave a little cry of recognition as I left.

"Damn dawn practices," I yawned at the floor landing, waiting for the staircase to change. If I hurried I could still make breakfast.

Right before dinner.

"Katie?"

"..hmm…?"

"Are you asleep?"

"No…"

"I think you are."

"hmm…I have no idea what you're talking about…"

"Snape's coming over."

I sat bolt upright in my seat. It was potions class and I was attempting to get a little shut eye. I had made it through the day not so bad until last period of this horrible double period class.

"And you see, Fred," I said as if I was explaining the potion on the board to him, "That's why the potion exploded in your face."

Snape walked by just then, and seeing nothing wrong and therefore no good reason to dock points, just glared and kept walking.

"Ugh!" I groaned. Crossing my arms on the desk and then resting my head in them, "These dawn practices have got to stop.

"Tell me about it," he said, resting his head on his hand which was propped up on the desk. "Do you have any idea which potion we're working on?"

I looked up at him, "Fred, even if I wasn't completely dead, do you think I would know anyway?"

"No," he said, after a while of quick pondering.

10 pm

So after dinner I was sitting on my bed, attempting to do all my homework with 'Lic and Ange. But things kept interrupting us and I barely got anything done.

George came in a whisked 'Lic away. Then Fredricka came in and her and Finny had a flaming fest where they sent half of the curtains on fire (Fredricka is a BAD influence). And then Fred came in, laughed at the sight of me and Ange trying to douse the curtains. Then after that Ange got mad at him and started slapping him playfully on the shoulder (even though he did help us after a second or two) and then they started snogging. So I HAD to push them both out the door. Do you know how awkward it is being the third wheel, especially when the other two wheels are snogging each other senseless? I thought not.

Oh, and then Oliver came in and interrupted my stride in getting things done. I'm telling you I WAS on a roll. I had finished charms and was getting to Transfig! I was doing good!

So there I was, listening to Ange's CD of the Weird Sisters that she put on this CD player thingy and shoved the headphones on my head before her and Fred went snog-o-rific on me. And I would like to point out I WAS doing my homework. So take that.

Then Oliver came in and ruined my whole work ethic as I mentioned before. I was looking down at my books and I didn't hear him come in because I had my head phones on. I only realized he was there when he laid down on my bed next to me, where I was sitting cross legged (still clad in uniform) so his head was where I was sitting near my books and his feet were laying on my pillow. He is SO lucky he took his shoes off, my pillow is like a god to me. Especially after practice.

"What are you doing?" he asked, taking my headphones away.

"Homework," I smiled, "You know, the stuff teachers give out that normally comes in large quantities because they hate you."

"I know what it is," he chuckled, propping his head on his hand and looking up at me, "But why are you doing it up here by yourself? And move over a bit," he added, "I'm practically falling off the edge here."

"You know you're ruining my whole work ethic I had going," I laughed as I made room for him.

"Well, I'm sorry to ruin it for you," he laughed, slipping his arm around my waist and resting his head on my leg.

"That's not exactly helping either," I sighed, my fingers starting to play with his hair.

"It depends."

"On what?" I asked, an eyebrow cocked.

"On who you think it's not helping," he said, smiling, "Because it's not doing me any harm."

"I hate you," I said, slipping my legs out from under me and laying next to him.

"Is that a lie?" he asked, one arm around my waist and hugging me close while the other had his head propped up.

"Yes," I groaned, crossing my arms and resting my head in them looking down.

"I knew it," he said cockily as he traced a pattern on the back of my hand with his finger.

"You know," I started, trying to figure out what he was tracing on my hand "This whole dawn practice-thing has got to stop."

He stopped tracing my hand and looked at me, "It already did."

"That was our last one?" I asked, surprised.

He nodded.

"Oh," for some reason I wasn't as happy as I thought I would be.

"Yeah," he smiled half heartedly, "Can't have you guys waking up too early the days leading up to the final."

I smiled faintly as he rested his head on my shoulder.

I think the whole me-not-jumping-up-and down-for-joy never happened because I realized how late in the year it was. I mean it's only two weeks until the final and then only about a month and half of school left until summer.

And that's very limited time! After that god knows Oliver is going to Puddlemere and I'll still be here. Not like it's that bad with the twins and everyone but Oliver'll be out in the great big world while we're dawdling in Hogwarts.

It's actually really upsetting and more than frustrating if you think about it.

"I love you," I said softly as he gave me a kiss on my temple.

"I love you too," he said, "If not more."

"Not physically possible."

"Highly doubtful."

"Hardly."

"Most likely"

And we went on like that for a couple of minutes until Ange came back in and started making gagging noises.

Pah, it's like she thinks she's any better! For god's sake she's worse!

Ok! Now for all who wanted a true 'I love you' I gave in! see, it's not just the red luv ya stuff, but full fledged! Whoot!

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