Oh my god. I actually have nothing to ramble about. It's got to be an apocalypse or something. Run for cover.

May 31, Wednesday, sometime during first period which I'm not at…obviously.

Last night was one of the longest nights of my life. No, scratch that, it was the longest night of my life minus my birthday where we spent at least an hour wandering in a sewer. It was a long night of tears and lots and lots of chocolate. And that much chocolate cannot be healthy.

"Katie?" 'Lic asked as she came out of the bathroom from her bubble bath last night around 11, wearing a bathrobe and on the verge of tears, "I spilt the chocolate in the bathtub and I-"

"Don't worry," I smiled kindly, "I'll get you some more."

"No," 'Lic said, shaking her head, "Well yes please but I, uh," she sniffed, "Kinda ate it anyway…"

"Didn't that taste bad?" Ange asked, sitting next to me on her bed and scrunching up her nose, "I mean, you were taking a lilac bubble bath-" 'Lic's bottom lip started to stick out dangerously far, tears about to flow, "I mean-go get her some more chocolate Katie."

"Well if you say so," I muttered so only she could here before climbing off the bed and wandering towards my nightstand. "Here," I said as I placed a whole bar of fudge on Alicia's lap as she sat down next to Ange.

She started bawling.

"What?" I asked shocked, "It's nut fudge, you love fudge with nuts."

"George always got me nut fudge!" she bawled, throwing it off her lap and onto the floor.

I stared at the chocolate. The once perfect bar of fudge that was now splattered on the floor of our dorm. Perfect fudge gone and wasted. I was about to start bawling.

"Jeez 'Lic," Ange sighed before charming the chocolate away as my eyes started to tear up, "You're not broken up yet, you just had a fight."

"But still!" she sobbed.

"Ok," I sighed, sitting down on her other side and putting an arm around her shoulder, "What happened? I want it word through word."

'Lic nodded before sniffling again as Ange passed her a box of tissues. "Well, he got all mad that I was studying too much," sniffle, "So I said 'well maybe you should study a bit instead of whining'," I exchanged glances with Ange behind her back, "And he said that maybe I should stop studying so much and I said 'well maybe you need to calm down' and then he said 'maybe I need a break' and I said 'fine-TAKE ONE!'," she gave another sniffle, "And then I stormed up the stairs…"

"Oh 'Lic," I cooed, giving her a large hug and Ange joined in too.

"Katie…you and Oliver fight a lot, what do you do?"

"We fight a lot?" I asked Ange.

"You have slight quarrels over stupid things-"

"See, we don't fight-"

"-and he normally wins."

"…you just had to add that in."

"Pretty much."

'Lic gave a small laugh from beneath our arms before letting out another sob as we pulled away.

"Well," Ange said, standing up and walking to her nightstand, "I believe this calls for ice cream and celebrity bashing," she said, pulling out several thousand old Weekly Witches magazine, "I here the lead singer in the Weird Sister's has got a wart on his wrist."

"Ew," 'Lic said through a sniffle around 12:30 later on, "He does have a wart on his wrist..." we had changed into our pajamas and we were all squished onto Ange's bed, shoulder to shoulder, and looking at the same magazine with 'Lic between me and Ange.

I laughed as Ange flipped the page of the magazine we were looking at, "Oh look, the drummer has been single for five years-I think he's gay but this Dollie girl claims otherwise because apparently she's had several night stands with him and he's-I'm not reading the rest of this." Me and 'Lic laughed again as she flipped to the back, "Oh this is my favorite part…"

"What is it?" 'Lic asked.

"Oh, just ridiculously embarrassing stories from teens…"

"Read one!"

"Ok, ok," Ange laughed, skimming through them, "Oh here's one: 'I had this date with the most amazing guy in the whole school. He took me into Hogsmeade and we went to the Shrieking Shack. We started making out but then something started howling. I peed in my pants I was so scared but my date ran out screaming like a little girl…'." Ange was laughing so hard she couldn't read anymore and I fell off the side of the bed cracking up hysterically.

"Katie?" 'Lic asked, looking off the side of the bed at me, "Are you alright?"

"That was Betty and Flint!" I laughed.

"What?" Ange the gossip queen asked, "How do you know?"

"I heard Betty telling Abstice how her date ran off on her in the shrieking shack!" I laughed.

"Oh my god," Ange said, looking back at the article, "It's from 'captain rider'-oh my god!" she shrieked, chucking it across the room, "and I thought you and Oliver were bad!"

I picked up a pillow and threw it in her face and that's were it all went down hill. We wound up having a pillow fight almost all night and eventually it went down into the common room were we all fell asleep at around two in the morning.

"Kat? Kat, what are you doing?"

"Go away……." I mumbled, swatting away the hand the was gently nudging my head.

"Kat?"

"What?" I asked, sitting up on the couch which was rather hard considering Ange's legs were on top of me. I pried open my eyes and saw that it was Oliver who was waking me up. "Oliver? What are you doing in our dorm? You're not allowed to have dawn practices anymore."

Oliver smiled down at me before planting a kiss on my hair line, "You fell asleep down here."

I looked around and saw that we were in the common room. I was on one side of the couch while Ange was on the other with her legs draped over me and 'Lic was curled up in a ball on one of the armchairs. "Oh…" I mumbled.

"You going to come to breakfast?" Oliver asked, already in his uniform.

"Probably not," I sighed, settling back down. "It'll be a miracle if we can even get 'Lic down to first period."

"What happened?" Oliver asked, squatting down next to me.

" 'Lic and George had a fight," I yawned, "I think they're on a break and she's not taking it well…"

"That so?" he whispered, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, "I'll talk with George."

"Don't bother," I said shaking my head, "They'll have to figure it out on their own."

"That's true," he murmured as he stood back up, "I've got to get some breakfast, do you want me to bring you up some?"

"Nah, we'll run by the kitchens…"

"Alright," he smiled as he gave me a kiss on the cheek, "I'll see you later?"

"Mmm-Hmm, love you."

"Love you too," he smiled before walking out of the portrait hole.

"Jeez," Ange yawned about an hour after Oliver had left, "What time is it?"

"It's like 8:10," I said, coming out of my stupor and looking at my watch.

"We've got to get to class!" she shrieked, jumping up. " 'Lic!" she said, nudging her awake, "We've got to get to class!"

"Class?" she mumbled, then her eyes snapped open, "GEORGE!"

There goes Niagara Falls…

"So we're not going to class?" Ange asked me over her shoulder.

"I guess not," I murmured, standing up and going over the help Ange.

Lunch

"I can't."

"Yes you can 'Lic."

"No I can't."

"You've got this 'Lic."

"No I don't."

" 'LIC!"

"But George is in the same class as me now!"

Ange and I rolled our eyes. After we had gone down to the kitchens during first, we were able to get her to put on her uniform. That was easy enough but getting her through the portrait hole right before the bell was going to ring to get to third period was proving quite a challenge.

"You've got to go to class," I said sternly.

"Yeah," Ange nodded, "And I thought you were the smartest in our year?"

"I am," 'Lic nodded, "I study a bunch and-and-and-that's what got George upset!"

"Will you close up Niagara Falls already?" I asked, "You cannot let George stop you from doing what you have to do. When me and Oliver were in a fight I still went to classes, I still went to practice, you've got to be independent 'Lic," I added softer, "I know you, you don't let people get control over you."

"Now get out that portrait hole!" Ange said sternly, pointing to the exit as the bell rang, "And get to class and damn it get good grades!"

'Lic smiled at us as she wiped a few spare tears away, "Ok guys."

"Good," we chorused as we pushed her out the door before she could change her mind.

All throughout the morning me and Ange have walked on either side of her, protecting her from the outside world. Seriously though, Ange practically volunteered us to be her body guard. No one talked to her unless we gave them the ok. It was actually pretty weird but it made Alicia feel better so what ever floats her boat. And currently we're eating lunch outside under the oak tree.

"So why can't we eat lunch in the Great Hall like everybody else?" I asked as I came back from the Great Hall with lunch for the three of us. Ange threw me a look at my question. "Oh yeah, that's right."

"I'm so mad," 'Lic mumbled.

"Not sad?"

"No, mad."

"Oh thank god," I said, sinking down next to her, "Because I'm running out of chocolate. The chocolate you throw on the floor every two seconds. The perfectly good chocolate that you-"

"-We get it Katie," Ange said from the other side of 'Lic as she bit into her sandwich.

"What gives him the right to say I study too much?" she said, her brow furrowed, "I am allowed to study!"

"But you haven't been paying him that much attention since-"

"Well he could study with me! He should be able to do good on the OWLS too! I never stopped him from joining me!"

"He can't get up the stairs-Oliver only got permission because he was cap-"

"-I don't care!" she shrieked, "I was in the library loads of times!"

"George in a library?" I asked, "Oh please 'Lic."

"Well-"

" 'Lic," I said, "You can bash him all you want, it's not going to change things."

"I know," she sighed, "I just, I-"

"I know," Ange said, hugging her and I joined in. "It hurts."

"Maybe we should just break up," she sobbed.

"Shut your mouth!"

Me and 'Lic looked at Ange.

"That does not work. Me and Fred tried that but then you have all this unresolved sexual tension flying around and then god knows you and him are so meant for each other that you'll go have a wild shag!"

Me and 'Lic just stared at her.

"Is that what happened to you?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow at her and desperately trying to keep mental images out of my head. But the more I looked at her the more I saw thea little two of them running around in my head towards a broom closet and-stoooooooooop!

"Oh hell no!"

Little Ange and little Fred are no longer running to a broom closet. Bliss.

"So why are you telling me this?" 'Lic asked, blushing.

"Ah ha!" Ange cried, pointing to her face, "You see! You're blushing! You still love him! I told you that you two were good for each other!"

"So what if I'm blushing?"

"It's just like Katie and Oliver and the word spoon."

"Don't bring me into this," I said across 'Lic, wondering where she was going from this.

"I should bring this up with George," Ange mused. "His ears'll probably turn as red as his hair…"

"ANGIE!" 'Lic scolded, "No way are you bring this up-ever again let alone with George."

"It would be funny though," I mused, imagining George's ears going as red as his hair-it was quite a funny sight.

"Stop stop STOP!" 'Lic yelled, "I don't care about George at the moment and I don't want to hear about this anymore!"

"Alright," Ange cooed, "I'll stop."

"Thank you, now can we please have a nice meal?"

"….you sound like my mom," I smirked which got a good laugh out of Alicia so it was worth the snide comment.

10 pm

"OLIVER!"

"Ka-?-oof!"

"You know, I really missed you."

"I can tell," Oliver chuckled, trying to re-steady himself.

As you know, I have not seen the man since 7 am this morning. And by the time I was returning to the tower from the bathroom after dinner (which 'Lic wouldn't let us go to the Great Hall for) it was around 8. That is 13 hours Oliver-less. 13 HOURS! HOURS. So it makes sense that I jumped his bones.

"Where were you all day?" Oliver asked, turning around as I slid off his back.

"Well it took two periods to get 'Lic to step outside the tower, she currently has a phobia of the Great Hall and she and Ange are probably sitting in our dorm wondering where the hell I am," I summed up, "So, yeah, been pretty busy."

"I missed you too," he chuckled, pulling me into a hug. "So Alicia is a handful?"

"You have no idea."

"I was her captain for-"

"You have no idea," I repeated, looking up at him critically. "She threw my chocolate on the floor."

Oliver laughed before lacing his hand with mine and leading me back to the portrait hole.

"Do we really have to go back in?" I asked, ignoring the Fat Lady's comments.

"Yeah," Oliver smiled. "You've got OWLS and I have NEWTS and we both know we both need to study."

"Strangely I could keep up with that," I smiled crookedly. "Oh my god, the OWLS are in ten days…"

Oliver laughed before giving me a kiss.

"Will you two hurry up and just say the password already?" the Fat Lady said but we didn't break apart, "HELLO! Stop playing tonsil hockey and say the password."

"The password," Oliver muttered before continuing to kiss me.

I laughed against him as the Fat Lady's face went red and I broke apart, "Fizzing Wizbees," I told the Fat Lady, smiling sweetly and she swung open.

"You realize I probably won't see you tomorrow either," Oliver said.

"I know," I sighed, "But she would do the same for me."

"How's Angelina doing without Fred?"

"Actually she's meeting him periodically," I said, leaving the Fat Lady hanging open-much to her complaints. "I think it's working out decent for her but terrible for me," I said as we climbed through, "She's gone forever sometimes."

Oliver laughed as we entered the common room, "Hey, I need to go up to the pitch tomorrow, go there after classes?"

"Sure," I smiled as he sat down on the couch, "But why do-"

"I need to clear out," he said with a sigh, "McGonagall told me today I was stalling too long already and wants it done by tomorrow evening. Come with me?"

"Oh Ol'," I moaned, sitting down next to him and putting my arms around him, "You know I will."

"Thanks Kat," he murmured into my hair as he hugged me back.

God knows how hard that's going to be for him. Four years as captain in there and it's going to be killer to clean it out. It's going to take forever to clean out too…

"KATIE!"

"Uh-oh," I said, sitting up, "That's 'Lic."

"KATHERINE ANN BELL!"

"And that's Ange," I sighed standing up, "I gotta go," I gave him a peck on his temple before slowly walking back up to my dorm.

June 1st, Thursday, second period.

Hey, guess what? We were actually able to get all three of us to class on time. It's a miracle I know. And Oliver keeps rampaging through my mind. I keep seeing this sad Oliver face as it cleaned out his captain's office.

Imagine though, if this is hard on me it must be tearing him apart. He accomplished so much only to have to leave it. When you think about it, what's the point? I guess the point is leaving something behind. Something everyone will remember. He left the Cup with our name on it behind, for the first time in seven years too. Did I tell you there's even a team picture of us on a plaque in the trophy hall? It's great, lemme tell you.

He did do what he set out to do though. He was captain for three years. THREE years. Most are only for a year or two at most. And that's only if you're lucky. And now he's going to Puddlemere straight after school? That's something.

I honestly have no idea where I'm going with this. Maybe I'm only writing this down because it needs to be written…

…or because it give me an excuse not to listen to Binns and it looks like I'm actually taking notes so 'Lic doesn't want to rant to me because she thinks I'm 'studying'. it's actually quite brilliant.Potions

" 'Lic, I am going to eat in the Great Hall.""But-"

"-But nothing," I said, hands on my hips as 'Lic begged me to eat outside with her and Ange again, "Oliver is leaving in 18 days and I didn't see him at all yesterday so I am going to eat lunch with him damn it!"

"Oh…ok," she said meekly and I gave her an apologetic smile before giving her a quick hug and running into the Great Hall.

"Are you actually in the Great Hall?" Oliver asked as I sat down next to him and grabbed a sandwich.

"It's a miracle," I smiled, "I know."

Oliver laughed and so did Fred who was sitting across from us with his twin, who of which looked rather downcast.

"Oh buck up George," I said smiling at the red head, "It can only get better."

George gave me a pathetic excuse for a smile, "Is she still crying her eyes out?"

"Nah," I shook my head, taking a bite out of my roast beef sandwich, "She misses you though."

"She say that?" he asked looking rather hopeful.

"Well, indirectly," I shrugged my shoulders. "Oh! Ange had a good point which got her blushing good and red and she still loves you-you know."

"I dunno…" he mumbled.

"Lemme tell you what Ange said-just don't tell 'Lic I told until she's in a REALLY good mood," I told him, knowing that 'Lic would kill me but what she doesn't know won't hurt her. George nodded. "Well she said that you two were good for each other and if you two break up there will be so much unresolved sexual tension flying around and since you two are so good for each other you'll eventually go and have a wild shag and get back together anyway. So spare us and just go kiss and make up." The three guys stared at me and George's ears did go as red as his hair, "It was her words," I said, "not mine. And she was actually talking about her and you, Fred, she said that's basically what happened minus the wild shag."

Oliver laughed before putting his arm around my waist. "Thanks for the mental images."

"Thank Freddie Fish's girlfriend," I said, motioning to Fred, "And it's not my fault Sugar Quill over here can't keep Pumpkin Pasty happy."

The twins glared at me as Oliver laughed again and I smiled apologetically and shrugged my shoulders at the twins. They eventually started laughing too…eventually. Who knew I was so funny?

Yeah, figured I should end it here. I know it's not that long but I had to drag this little conflict out for more than a day. Ok, so it's not that little but still.

I'm going to reinstate my review demands. Just the usual quote and all that good jazz. C'mon people, it's not that hard. I do it for the half of you.