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CHAPTER THREE
Katie's POV
Turns out, I decided not to make a big deal out of it. It would be very embarrassing and a hassle. So life evened out at Hogwarts. I studied hard, only to be worn out and exhausted at Quidditch practice. Oliver wanted to win so badly, but all this practice wouldn't help if we couldn't move at all, paralyzed from aching muscles.
'Good job team! Practice is over!' Oliver called, looking very satisfied with the way we had practiced. I groaned and flopped down on the grass next to him. 'Good. Because if we have another practice like that, I'm quitting the team.' I said, as dramatically as I could.
'Hey I said practice was over! What more do you want me to say?' Oliver said, mocking me.
'That there is no more practice until the finals.' I said, leaning my head on his muddy shoulder. 'No can do.' He replied cheerfully, giving me a grin that made my heart flip. Stupid heart. Maybe I'm not eating healthy and these are signs of early heart attacks. Alicia says its called love, but I just rolled my eyes and ignored her.
'C'mon, Bell, if you haven't noticed, the rest of the team are already leaving.' Oliver said, getting up and pointing to the retreating backs of Harry, Alicia, Angie, George, and Fred.
'Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. It's your fault we are down here anyways.' I glared at him, giving my meanest look. He just smiled and continued to the locker rooms. 'Hey where are you going? Wait for me!' I took off running and jumped on top of him, making us topple down.
'Oof! I was trying to get as much distance as possible from us before you did that.' He said lying face up to stare at the sky. I laid next to him, and tried to imagine what he was trying to imagine. I lost. Turning, he seemed to be in a trance. Talking right now would probably scare him. And we wouldn't want that would we? Hmm… 'What are you thinking about?' I whispered in his ear. He jumped, startled. I laughed. This was too fun. 'What else?' he said, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Oh that's right. The whole reason why we're in this field, Quidditch. Little did I know, I was not the least bit close. 'Seeing as if we have wasted enough time already,' Oliver said, getting up, heading towards the showers. I smiled. This is my favorite part of Quidditch practice, well, except for watching Oliver flying around on a broom. Showers. I walked into the girl's locker room to strip my muddy Quidditch gear off and hop into the nice and warm jet of water.
One shower later…
I stepped out, feeling refreshed after a muscle-paralyzing Quidditch practice. I grabbed a nearby towel, wrapping it around my body. I dressed quickly and walked out into the entrance of the locker room, seeing Oliver sitting on a bench nearby. 'Bout time you came out. I thought you drowned in there.' Oliver said, grinning. I gave him a cheeky smile. 'I wouldn't have drowned in there if you didn't give the team such a hard workout.' Getting up, Oliver returned the smile. Together, me and Oliver walked out of the Quidditch pitch towards the Gryffindor common room. We walked in a peaceful silence, through the hallways of Hogwarts.
Oliver broke the silence by saying, 'Bet I can make it to the common room first.' I snorted. 'Yeah right.' Then an idea sparked in my mind. 'Well I bet I can get there before you can,' I said in a singsong voice. He smiled. 'And what makes you think of that ridiculous idea? OK then… on my mark… Ready…set…' Not wasting any time, I began running, Oliver and the Hogwarts walls turning into a blur. 'Hey! Get back here! You cheated!' Oliver called, running after me. 'Ever heard of lady's first?' I taunted, smirking. Before I knew it, he whipped past me, with hardly any effort. 'Who said you were a lady?' he teased, looking over his shoulder. Tsk tsk. It looks like if I don't say anything, he's going to collide with that statue over there. Hmm…
'TURN LEFT!' I suddenly barked, directing it towards Oliver. 'HUH? OH whoa.' He had listened to me, at the spur of the moment and had neatly dodged the statue, being as perfect as he is.
I took his momentary shock to swish past him, and gain the lead. However he soon caught up, and evidently chose the time to start tickling me. 'Hey, what are you- hahahahha stop…it!.' I panted, trying to push his hands away from my stomach, gasping. He shrugged. 'If you say so.' With that he shot past me and down the hallways. I admitted defeat. Then I spotted the tapestry on the wall nearby. Wasn't that the one that Fred had said could be a passageway to the Gryffindor common room? I hope it was. Really who would want to run into a wall? I took a bracing breath, and ran into the tapestry. I opened my eyes in victory to see I was at the portrait of the Fat Lady, and down the stairs to see a shocked Oliver with 10 steps to climb.
'How did you get here?' he asked, bewildered. I smiled smugly. 'Shortcut. Oh and by the way, I win. ' 'Whatever.' He said giving the Fat Lady the password and walking into the common room. I followed him in. 'Haha Oliver don't be a sore loser.' He stopped in front of the girl's dormitory stairs, and I took the opportunity to lace my arms around his neck. Oh bad idea. Now our faces were only 3 inches apart, and I had no idea what was about to happen. All I know is that his lips were still flushed from running and looked incredibly appealing right now.
'Maybe I'll let you win next time.' I said softly. He looked up as if from a trance, he was looking at my lips too, but I think he was thinking something different. I gave him a small kiss on his left cheek, actually in reality really close to his mouth, and released him from my arms and started up the stairs. 'Thanks for walking me.' I said softly. He nodded.
'See you tomorrow,' I called, hoping to lighten the mood. I had noticed his eyes had turned a dark shade of brownish-black while we had been together and I wanted to see the chocolate brown in them again. 'Oh, yea, tomorrow.' He said rather absentmindedly and walked over to the boy's dormitories.
It was times like these that I wished that Oliver had never been introduced into Quidditch, but he had. And he loved it. Probably more than anything else. I sighed. And headed towards my dormitory. There I was met by a very happy Ange and Alicia. 'Whatcha stay late for Katie?' Alicia asked, a smile on her face. 'Yea, need extra practice?' Angel said, giggling madly. 'I heard if you need help, you could ask our very own Gryffindor captain.' I ignored them, which seemed to make them even happier and I dropped on my bed, falling into a fitful sleep about You-know-who. And I don't mean Voldemort. I mean Oliver.
OLIVER'S POV
Phew I'm so glad that Katie decided not to ignore me, I have to remind myself to stop doing that. But she made it really hard, especially during Quidditch practice the other day…
'Good job team! Practice is over!' Satisfied, I sat down on the grass. Katie sighed in relief and dropped to the ground right next to me. 'Good because if we have another practice like that, I'm quitting the team.' She said. Emphasizing the word quitting.
'Hey! I said practice was over, what more do you want me do?' Honestly I said practice was over didn't I? 'Hmm…'she pondered the thought as she lay on my shoulder. 'No practice till the finals!' she piped up. I grinned 'No can do.' She seemed to start a debate with herself. Probably about whether she can come up with ideas. I spotted Alicia, Angelina, Fred, and George already leaving the Quidditch pitch. George seemed to sense me watching him, because he turned around and looked at me, giving me a thumbs-up. I glared at him, only to turn to see Katie staring off in space. Despite the splotch of mud on her cheek, she was still beautiful as ever. 'C'mon Bell, if you hadn't noticed, the rest of the team are already leaving.' I pointed to the group, only too glad to see George had turned away.
'Yeah, yeah it's you're fault we're down here anyways.' She glared at me. I just smiled and walked to the shower rooms. 'Hey where are you going? Wait for me!' Katie got up and started running for me. Uh oh. Better start walking fast before- Ouch she just knocked my aching muscles over. 'Oof. I was trying to get as much distance between us before that happened.' Temporarily paralyzed, I lay face forward staring at the sky. I wish things were always like this. Me, and Katie, just by ourselves. Maybe…
'What are you thinking about?' Katie whispered in my ear. I jumped. She had just sent shivers going down my spine. Laughing, she rolled over me and on the other side, creating goosebumps on my arms. She's gotta stop doing that. I turned, and smiled at her. 'What else?' Other than you of course. 'Seeing as if we have wasted enough time already,' I got up and headed for the showers.
Though I have tried, millions of times in fact, that no matter how hard I tried, whenever I thought of Katie, I can't focus on anything else. It was only until I realized that I was trying to wash myself with my hair conditioner that I finally snapped out of it. 'Bloody hell.' I muttered to myself. This was really getting out of hand. I thought it had just been a crush, but it was way past that.
Drying my hair, I put on my Gryffindor robes and sat outside on a bench to wait for Katie. It wouldn't be long. She never bothered to put on makeup, her natural beauty always shone through. She could be a tomboy, or a girl if she wanted to. That's what I like about her. The person in question walked out of the locker room and turned to find me.
'Bout time you came out, I thought you drowned in there.' I said, grinning. She smiled back. 'You know I wouldn't drown in there at all if you don't work the team so hard.' Nope. Sorry can't do that Bell. And with that, we walked out of the Quidditch Pitch and towards the Gryffindor tower. Ah… my muscles ache. I can't wait to collapse on a couch. But I can't very well just leave Kates standing there.
'Bet I can get to the common room first.' I said, breaking the silence to glance at her.
'Yeah right.' She answered, even then I could tell that the gears in her head were working. She was already planning the fastest route to the tower. 'Well I bet I can get there before you can.' She said, a challenge clearly showing in her eyes. 'And what makes you think that? Ok then…on your mark…ready…set…' and without warning, she took off. 'Hey! Get back here! You cheated!' I yelled, running after her. 'Ever heard of lady's first?' she called over her shoulder, turning a corner. I pedaled hard on my tennis shoes and ran past her. 'Who said you were a lady?' I said, smirking, looking at her.
'TURN LEFT!' she yelled. I looked forward and saw a statue 6 inches. away. 'HUH? OH whoa.' I turned as fast as I could. Patting my shoes fondly, I smiled. Meanwhile Katie had taken to opportunity to take the lead. Playing dirty are we? Fine then. I jumped on her and started tickling her. 'Hey what are you- haha stop it!' she said, trying to shove my hands off her flat stomach. I shrugged. 'If you say so.' I released her and climbed the last set of stairs. I heard her groan in frustration. I'm going to win, I'm going to win…I turned to see, Katie resting on the stair post, looking very smug. 'How did you get here?' I asked, completely confused.
With the smug smile still on her face, she answered, 'Shortcut.' 'Whatever.' I said, disgruntled. I had been that close to winning. How did she do that? I gave the Fat Lady the password (Fortuna Major) and walked into the warm common room. I walked over to the girl's staircase, and stopped for Katie. 'Haha Oliver, don't be a sore loser.' She snaked her hands around my neck, and stopped me from moving. What is she doing? I - Mhmm…her lips look still warm from that shower. Wait what are MY hands doing? They had involuntarily closed in around her waist. I wonder. 'Maybe I'll let you win next time.' She said softly, looking me in the eye. She leaned and kissed my…cheek. I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. Even though it had been extremely close to my mouth, I wish she hadn't been close at all, and had been right on target. 'Thanks for walking me.' She whispered. I nodded. Nothing more I could do.
'See you tomorrow.' She called and walked up the stairs. 'Right… tomorrow.' Not even listening. Why, did she have to kiss me? Now I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. I trudged up the stairs to my dorm, and went inside. There, were Fred and George looking like they had a secret to tell, and were treating it like little girls. 'What's so funny?' I asked eyeing their girlish giggling suspiciously. 'Nothing. George here was gonna go get his books on the table downstairs and saw you two together.' Fred said grinning widely. Meanwhile, George had already lost it and was collapsing from laughter. 'Hey watch it, I happen to know that both of you like Alicia and Angelina.' I countered, making both of them shut up and look very serious. Still red, I gathered up a towel and headed for the showers to take another bath. I had some… business to take care of.
I woke up the next morning, refreshed. Of course I hadn't had much sleep that night, but eventually I had drifted off. During my dreams, I had dreamed about who else, Katie. Except when she had leaned in to kiss me, it had been on the lips and she hadn't pulled away. Damn imagination. She probably didn't feel that way about me so what's the point? I sighed, and dressed and went down to breakfast. There I found the rest of the team, they were all smiling, and laughing. Turns out, Fred and George were having fun levitating pancakes to fall on top of the Slytherin seeker. He really did not look happy. Malfoy was his name? I sat down next to Katie, not making eye contact. Instead, I just watched approvingly until the Slytherin captain, Flint walked up to our table. I felt my fist clench. 'I would really appreciate it if you do not bother my seeker.' He said, in that disgusting voice of his. I saw Katie shudder and make a face at Flint when he wasn't looking. 'Back off Flint.' She said in a cold steely voice. 'Oh? Ah the beautiful Katie Bell. Nice to see you again too.' He dared his courage enough to put his filthy hand on her shoulder. She tried shoving it off with her free hand, but he just took the opportunity to grab it. The bastard. Like he had courage. Slytherin are tricky and devious without an ounce of bravery in them. 'I would like it if you keep your hands off my Chaser.' I requested in a not-to-friendly voice. He took one look at me and sneered. 'We'll meet again.' He said to Katie, who gave him a not-a-chance look. His hand brushed off her shoulder and he disappeared. 'Damn Slytherins.' Fred cursed and flicked them off. 'Uggh… if you don't mind, I'm gonna go change out of my robes, I rather not have to smell essence of Flint all day.' And with that, Katie got up. 'We'll all go.' Alicia said, getting up and shooting Flint a dirty look. The group assembled, and we headed up to the common room. Me, right behind Katie.
KATIE'S POV
Waking up early the next day, I dressed and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. We were having a very fun time dropping pancakes on Malfoy's head when Oliver walked in and sat next to me. But before I could even say anything, Flint appeared at our table and grunted in his troll-like way. 'I would really appreciate it if you do not bother my seeker.' I cringed and tried to get as much distance as possible. Bloody Flint. If he doesn't get out of here, he'll ruin my morning. I stuck my tongue at him and said in my cruelest voice, 'Back off Flint.' He looked at me with interested eyes. Actually somewhere I'd rather not discuss. 'Ah the beautiful Katie Bell, how nice to see you again.' That pervert thought he could actually put his hand on my shoulder! I tried to shove it off with my opposite hand, but only succeeded in him grabbing my hand. I yanked as hard as I could, but he had an iron grip. Damn the opposite sex. They're too bloody strong. I was about to bite in his hand in desperation before Oliver said in a dead cold voice, 'And I would appreciate it if you keep your hands off my Chaser.' Ah I loved that voice. Always gave me a sense of security. But then his Chaser? Why couldn't it be just plain Katie? But no, oh well, don't dwell on the past. 'We'll meet again.' He said, winking at me and sneering at Oliver. A look of horror passed on my face and I seriously considered vomiting right there and then. 'Uggh…if you don't mind, I'll go change out of my robe. I rather not have to smell the essence of Flint on me the whole day.' I got up. Alicia also stood. 'We'll all go.' She said firmly, and we all left the Great Hall together. As soon as we went into the common room, I noticed every one else was dressed in casual clothes.
'Hey is today Sunday?' I asked, interrupting the conversation Alicia and Ange were having. 'Uh…you just noticed?' Ange said, smiling. 'OH! No wonder we didn't go to class today!' Haha. I knew that. I was just playing. Well, actually I wasn't. Go figure. I went up to our dorm and rooted through my trunk for something to wear. Finally I decided to wear a pair of beatup, old jeans with a simple ribbed tank top. By the time I got downstairs, the group had gotten bored and being the obsessed person he is, Oliver had a maniac glint in his eye. 'Lets have a practice team! Right I'll go find Harry and tell him.' With that, he disappeared. I groaned another practice. I didn't want another replay of yesterday, but there was nothing that I could do was there?
Quidditch pitch, 1 hour later after practice.
'Ok team, just one more drill, 10 laps around the pitch…Go!' and with that, the team groaned, but complied with the captain's wishes. 'I…am…so…tired.' I gasped as we finished our laps. I collapsed on top of Alicia, who fell on Angelina, and Fred, George, and so on the chain reaction till Oliver. 'Good job! Hit the showers.' We managed to pick ourselves up and trekked to the locker rooms. Never has a shower felt so good. Tired, but happy, we reached the common rooms, by taking the shortcut through the tapestry. Upon entering the room, Harry said goodbye and went off to find his friends. The rest of the teams seated themselves on the floor, to play a game of Gobblestones, a set George had found earlier.
…I would have added more, a very but I (cough was gonna make them kiss but,…)think Oliver and Katie are moving too fast and should slow it down. What do you think? Review and tell me! Sorry it took so long to update, but writing both of their POV's is tiring so I think im just gonna start with one, and finish with the other's pov. Unless you want me to make it just one person's point of view. Ya gotta review and tell me, you know the drill! Again, sorry it took so long, but unless you rather have long chapters than several short ones,ur going to have to wait! Oh by the way, ill be changing this story to my other penname, Xkei RaX the one my friend used up there. I was originally gonna post it there, but it was new and I had to wait 3 days and I couldn't wait that long. -- anyways gotta go,
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