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CHAPTER TWO: Oliver's POV

Oliver's POV

Ah, the Hogwarts Express. Being at Quidditch camp has made me miss my friends. (his Quidditch camp is located in a high altitude place to promote better endurance, and it makes it hard to keep and train owls there, so he could not communicate with his friends and family.)

Especially Katie. I can't wait to see her again. Actually its always been that way. Since 4th year. But I didn't have enough guts to tell her, maybe cause it would ruin our relationship as best friends. Or maybe I'm just making excuses. Really I have got to stop having these inter monologue chats with myself. Snap out of it Wood!

I shook my head and walked through the gate leading to platform 9 & ¾ quarters, making sure no muggles saw me.

'Hey Oliver! How was your summer?' I smiled as the Weasley twins bounded up to me.

'Great thanks. How was yours? You look very…healthy?' I said frowning at the brownish tinge on the edge of their hair. It looked burnt. 'What happened there?' I asked pointing at the hair in question, and one of the twins, I think it was George, answered, 'Oh that was when we were experimenting with one of our inventions.' '

'oh…I don't think I want to know' I said, slowly backing away from them. They were considered dangerous on my list.

And then I saw Katie.

Well…actually I saw the back of her head. But at that moment, I swear my heart was trying to rip itself out of my chest. She was talking with Angelina and Alicia but as she talked and nodded her head, her blonde hair rippled in the light. Oh. That was the reason I liked her so much. She had a different glow than other girls. Most girls just slathered themselves in makeup, and wore gaudy-looking robes, but not Katie. She seemed perfectly happy with were she was, and how she was doing, not like others who needed to have everything there was to be content. I smiled and went to greet her. Alicia made eye contact with me, but didn't bother to say hi and took off with Angelina giggling madly.

'Guess I'll never truly understand them or their strange ways' I heard her mutter. Obviously she hasn't realized I was behind her. Mmmhm… her hair smells good. Wonder what kind of shampoo she uses. Wait snap out of it! Say something! 'You know what? I don't think I will either. But as long as they can be good Chasers, I don't mind.' She froze for a second and turned around.

'Oliver!' she yelled and hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back. It's nice to talk to her again. 'Glad to see you too.' Smiling I looked her over. If its possible, she has gotten more beautiful. Not only that, she has grown. Almost as tall as I am, only about 4 inches shorter. Wait I'm just standing here! Maybe I should say something. But I'm too nervous. So I said the first thing that came to mind. 'Er… so did…did you see any good Quidditch games lately?' 'Oh…no…no I didn't.' She said looking up at me, her blue gray eyes cloudy. That usually meant she was thinking, but I couldn't decide what about.

'Katie? Let me know if you're in there, somewhere.' I said, waving my hand slowly across your face. She blinked, and caught my hand. 'Huh? Oh I'm here-just spacing out, you know beginning of school term and all.' She smiled at me, not letting go of my hand. Hey I don't mind, I like it. 'Yea, especially with the N.E.W.T.S this year.' I said wincing. My older brother had told me that Snape was especially harsh during N.E.W.T.S exams.

'Oi! Oliver! Katie! We can't start the school year without you! Angelina called from one of the windows. Katie looked at her. Damn, I want to see her eyes.

'Yea Oliver! The trains about to leave! Better hurry up!' the Weasley twins yelled from another compartment.

'Well, We'll meet up with you later ok?' Katie said, turning back to look at me. Hm…I wonder if her cheek is as soft as it looks…I wonder. '…What? Oh sure later.' I said distractedly. Then I grinned. 'Better go, Angelina's looks like she's about to have a heart attack.' She glanced at Angelina, and laughed. I love the way she laughs, sounds like the tinkling of bells. 'You sure? I thought she looked like that all the time.'

Ha I got her to turn her cheek at me again. Just one kiss wouldn't hurt would it? My eager side asked. Yes, yes it would don't even go there wood. My snappish side answered. But…its so soft looking, one peck? No. No. NO. Sigh eager side won.

'Hmm…maybe so.' I leaned down and gave her a quick kiss before my courage let out. I straightened, and blushed walked toward Fred and George as fast as humanly possible without looking like an Olympic runner.

I walked into the compartment, and was immediately greeted by Fred. 'You dirty dog. In public?' he piped up, wagging his finger front and back across my face.

'What are you talking about?' I asked, bewildered.

'We all saw you kiss her on the cheek and making goo goo eyes at Katie. Tsk tsk.' George scolded imitating his mother, Mrs. Weasley quite well, actually. But that was not the point. I turned a light shade of pink. I had made the huge mistake of telling George and Fred about my crush on Katie during 4th year and now it was 7th and they still wouldn't shut up. Even right now, they were grinning like the Chesire cat from the movie Alice and Wonderland. Quite good muggle movie actually. But again, not the point.

'While you let your imagination run wild, I'll think I will take a nap.' I said giving them the eye. I didn't want to hear their ranting anymore. I put earphones in my ear and listened to the apple ipod I had gotten for my birthday. I picked a random song and listened to it.

'Ah just in denial.' I heard Fred sigh. I glared at them and turned the music louder. The song "Obsession" by Frankie J and Baby Bash was playing. Actually this song relates to me very much.

It's early in the morning

And my heart is really moaning

Just thinking about you baby

Got me twisted into things

And I don't know how to take it

But it's driving me so crazy

I don't know if it's right

I'm tossing and turning in my bed

Its 5'o clock in the morning

And I still can't sleep

Thinking of your beauty it makes me

Weak…

I'm feeling the hopeless in my home

I don't know what to do but I think I'm in love

Baby…

Amor, no es amor(if this aint love)

Then what am I feeling(what am I doing wrong)

Amor, no es amor(if this aint love)

Its just an illusion that have in my heart

I smiled as I looked out the window, at the pastures and meadows we were passing, Katie's face permanently imprinted in my mind. I had been right. Katie's cheek was as soft as it looked.

KATIE'S POV

I slowly walked to the compartment where Alicia and Angelina were. I braced myself. I was about to walk into an explosion of hyperactive girls. Wait. Before that happened, I needed to ask them why they left me so fast at the train entrance. Of course I knew. They had wanted me to have 'alone' time to say hi to Oliver. Don't think I don't know there plan. I just wanted to confront them about it, to make me feel guilty. They seem to have an idea that we were destined for each other, which made me roll my eyes. Oliver can't notice anything non-related to Quidditch.

I breathed in, closed my eyes, and entered the room.

Surprised to see my body parts still attached, I opened my eyes, and noticed Angie and Alicia grinning smugly from their corner of the compartment, eyes on me. I sighed in relief and gave them my one if-you-say-anything-you-will-die looks. Sitting, I wanted desperately to not see them smirking at me so I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile…

BANG. Oliver looked up from were he had been staring out the window. Fred and George head's snapped from their game of Exploding Snap. Draco Malfoy and his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle were standing at the doorway.

'We need the compartment. Go find another one.' Malfoy said, a sneer imprinted on his face.

'And why should we?' Oliver dared standing up. Malfoy gulped. 'Well?' George said, also standing up. 'We…we…we couldn't find a room.' Crabbe finished, a scared look on his face.

'Well go find another one.' Fred growled, 'Cause this one is taken.' Malfoy looked over his shoulder at the sound of steps, and his sneering face turned back to them. 'Oh I think your minds are about to change.' He said quietly, and smirked when Professor Snape entered the compartment. 'What is the matter in here?' he said raising his eyebrow looking at the scene before him. (let's just say the supervisor for the train couldn't make it and since Professor Snape was in Diagon Alley buying supplies for potions, he volunteered to go along.) 'Oh, nothing Professor, we were just politely asking if we could have the room.' An innocent faced Draco answered, putting a slight hint of sarcasm on the word 'politely'. Evidently Snape believed him. 'Very well. What are you waiting for? You heard Draco.' He said, with a very thin smile on his face. 'I would hate to dock points off so early in the school term.' He added, looking pointedly at George and Fred. They took the hint and grabbed a very indignant Oliver, leaving a satisfied Malfoy, his cronies, and an unfair Professor behind.

'Why I oughta,' George was muttering. 'He's gonna get it bad this year.'

'Damn right.' Agreed Fred. 'We were gonna go easy on him but, noo, he had to make us mad.'

'Guys.' Oliver interrupted their ranting. 'Lets focus on the issue here. We need to find a compartment. Obviously since Malfoy couldn't get an empty room, we would have to find someone we know and share with them.' 'Aren't Katie, Alicia, and Angelina in this room?' Fred asked, pointing to a door at the end of the train. 'Yea I think they are. Lets go there.' George said. With that, he lead them to the mentioned door, and opened it.

Inside were Angelina and Alicia looking at an issue of Witches Weekly, and on the other bench was Katie, arm propped on the window sill, evidently she had fallen asleep there.

'Mind if we stay in here?' Fred asked Angelina, sitting next to her.

Her brow furrowed. 'Sure. What happened to yours?' 'Don't ask.' George grumbled, sitting on the far side of Katie, leaving Oliver with the one right next to her. He glared at George and Fred. They had done that purposely. Oh well. He had worried how she would have acted, maybe she would have avoided him. But his problem was solved. She had fallen asleep, so he didn't have to worry about talking to her. A strand of hair had fallen over her eyes, and he gently hooked it behind her ear. He looked at her, only to feel 4 pairs of eyes on him.

He looked up to see Angelina, Alicia, Fred, and George smiling at his affectionate gesture.

'What?' he asked, his face a light pink.

'Nothing.' George said nonchalantly, leaning back grinning.

'So how about a game of Truth or Dare?' Alicia asked, still smiling.

Oliver could see where this was going. So, fancy anyone special Wood? Maybe a certain Katie?

'You guys go ahead, I'm gonna go find the trolley. I'm starving, anyone want anything?' After they shook their heads no, he set off to find the food cart.

After paying for his purchases, he walked to the door of the compartment, only to see the room shake after something exploded, and the room filled with purple smoke. 'Hey! Everyone all right?' Oliver said, coming into the room. 'Yea, we're ok.' George said. 'Let's make a note. When playing truth and dare, its best not to ask questions that infuriate hot-tempered ladies.' Looking very obviously at Alicia and Angelina. Fred and George had both been hexed to have their hair dyed purple, to match the color of the smoke still hazy in the air.

'Now you know why I left.' he chuckled, resuming his seat between Katie and George.

But as soon as he had sat down, the train suddenly slowed to a stop. 'What? The train's not supposed to stop for another 30 minutes,' Alicia said, glancing at her watch. 'Then what's going on?' a confused Angelina glanced down the compartment, 'I hope whatever it is, they hurry up, I can't wait for the feast, I'm starving.'

But with those words, all the lights went out, and they were plunged in total darkness.

Muttering lumos, Fred, held out his wand, illuminating the compartment. An intense wave of coldness washed over them, including Katie. She began shivering, and whispering to herself.

Involuntarily, he put an arm over her shoulder, bringing her closer to him, unconsciously she turned so her head was resting in the crook of his shoulder and snuggled into his neck. Comforted by her actions, he held her tighter while rocking her back and forth slowly. They turned to see a black hooded creature pass through the window and to the other side of the train. With its passing, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing to do now but wait.

A while later…

'Everyone ok?' a middle aged man ask, from the doorway. 'Yea we're good.' Angelina finally answering with a what-is-happening look on her face. But by that time, the man had left.

Within minutes, the train started to a slow start again, and continued on its journey to Hogwarts. With the lights back on, the passengers of the train sat in complete silence. They had of course noticed Katie sitting on Oliver's lap, his arms around her, but were in a too somber mood to comment about it.

BAM. As the train slowed down to a halt, Alicia's makeup bag had fallen out of the shelf, dropping on the floor right in front of George. Katie sat up, shocked by the sudden sound. Rubbing her eyes, she managed to look out the window and saw they were at Hogwarts. He waited nervously. He couldn't very well dump her out of his lap, so he waited until she realized she was sitting in it. Not to mention his arms were still around her.

'What? Oh.' She turned to look straight into his eyes. Merlin he loved those eyes. The blue grayness of them all. Right now they looked very groggily and tired and her blonde hair was rumpled from sleeping. He thought she was the best thing he could ever imagine.

He gave her an apologetic smile. 'Sorry. You were cold, so I thought I'd warm you up.' He said, releasing her from his arms. As she stood up, he frowned. He had liked the feel of her. Now he wanted to hug her again. But even before he had a chance, she smiled her perfect smile on her face, thanked him and left with Angelina and Alicia, leaving him behind with the Weasleys, with a very contented smile on their faces.

Katie's POV.

I was dreaming, of a very far away place, more of like a sunny pasture. But as I was about to pet one of the furry sheep, the whole background changed. The sky turned dark with fury as if mad at something. The pasture, sheep, and orchards disappeared. Instead I was placed in a seemingly foggy place. A towering dementor appeared, reaching out its brittle hand towards me. No…no… go away! I yelled, running as far as I could. I soon reached an end of the fog, a golden, sunny place. I felt being pulled into unknown, welcoming arms. Calmed, I cuddled into this unfamiliar warmth. Rewarded, I felt being rocked back and forth. I smiled. I haven't been rocked since I was 10, by my mother. Wherever this place was, I liked it very much.

BAM. I opened my eyes to see Alicia's makeup bag on the floor. Now how did that get there? I looked out the windows to see that we had arrived at Hogwarts. I yawned, rubbing my eyes. In fact, I think I got a good sleep. Those benches must have a charm on them or something. Then I realized that I wasn't sitting on a bench.

'What? Oh.' I turned to see good Ol' Ollie with his arms around me, grinning apologetically. I gazed at him, only to see those chocolate brown eyes staring back. I gave him a questioning look. 'Sorry you looked cold.' He said shrugging. Hm… He opened up his arms, giving me an opportunity to get up. I stood up, only to be welcomed by a very cold air. Right now all I wanted to do is sit right back in his lap, but he had already stood up also. Not to mention my face was a candy pink. Before I could embarrass myself any longer, I smiled at him, gave a thanks, and walked out of the train with Alicia and Angie. Stretching, I looked around me through the cool October air at Hogwarts. I sighed happily. It was good to be home.

Oliver's POV

I wonder if she's gonna avoid me now. I hope not. It felt good to hug her. She smells like green apples. Mmhm just like the ones she grows in the orchard every year. Damn Wood. You know whose fault this is? Yours. True…but you know what? It was worth it.

CHAPTER TWO END