Obsessions Chapter 4: An Unexpected Surprise, a harry potter fanfic

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CHAPTER FOUR.

'I win again!' Angelina shouted triumphantly, throwing down her cards. Out of all 6 of us, she had been the only one that hadn't had a card explode in to her face. We all groaned. This is the 5th time she'd won, and being the sore losers we were, we weren't about to let her win again. I yawned, and set down my cards. 'I think it's a bit late now, I'm going to go to bed.' I said, glancing at the clock. Whoa. Big Understatement. It was now 2 o'clock in the morning. Good thing it was Sunday tomorrow, bad thing that Oliver was going too wake us up at 5 am to go to practice. He had all informed us that Flint had scheduled the pitch for the whole day, and they were probably weren't going to use it half of the time, they just didn't want the other houses to use the field and would come running up claiming that they had booked it if they had seen anyone using it. 'Dirty, lying, cheating…' We couldn't stop Oliver from letting out a stream of curses. We all knew he and Flint went back many years, with a big grudge. Their rivalry had recently taken a new turn over who would win the house cup and 2 Gryffindor's and 3 Slytheirins had been sent to the hospital wing with leeches coming out of their ears.

I yawned again, and told the group that I was heading upstairs. Poor Ange and Alicia. They thought they could go to sleep in a few hours and sleep in until noon. Unknowing that Oliver was going to burst in our room at 5 am sharp in a few hours. 3 hours to be exact. I changed into a pair of silky light periwinkle blue pajama bottoms and a white spaghetti strap before brushing my teeth and tumbling into bed.

Oliver's POV

"BRRRINNNGGGG!"

I banged the snooze button on my alarm clock. It now read 4:45 am. Sighing, I stretched and smiled. Quidditch practice was in 15 minutes so I had better get ready. I stepped into the shower, after waking a very grumpy Fred and George. Putting on my Quidditch robes, I walked into the common room towards the girl's dormitory stairs. Normally boys wouldn't be allowed up there, but since I was captain and I had explained to McGonagall that if I wasn't there to wake them up, they wouldn't have made it out of the bed. She had agreed, and charmed the stairs to let me climb them if I needed them too. But she had also given me a 20 minute time period. I tramped up the stairs to the 7th years dormitory. There I found three bedposts all with their curtains drawn up. I smiled an evil smile. I loved this part, the one where I got to wake the Chasers up. Configuring two buckets full of water, I levitated them so they would hang just above the heads of Angelina and Alicia. I muttered a spell so if Alicia or Angelina made the slightest small sound, the buckets would waver, and fall on them.

I then turned my attention to Katie's bedpost pulling the curtains back, but doing so, I caught my breath. There was Katie of course, but with her eyes closed peacefully, and her breathing slowed, she looked just like an angel to me. I sat as quietly as I could down next to her. Then I noticed her mouth. The fullness of it, they looked flushed. Involuntarily, I leaned closer, closer, until I was just centimeters from her face, when I heard her whisper my name. 'Oliver.' I straightened, blushing furiously. Fumbling, I tried to make up an excuse for the reason I had been so close to her, but when I looked into her eyes, they were still closed. She had been dreaming about me, and smiling. I took that as a good sign. Sighing, I glanced toward the other girls. Soon they would wake up, and see me bending over her, so I gently shook her awake. 'Nngggh….hmm… What?' She opened her misty blue gray eyes to look at me. She sighed. 'Quidditch practice alreadly?' I laughed. 'Fraid so, c'mon get up before you have to hear Alicia and Angelina screaming,' she rubbed her eyes and glanced at the mentioned two. When she looked back at me, she was holding suppressed laughter and silently got out of bed towards the shower.

Alicia, sensing the bucket of water above her heads, opened her eyes, took one look and screamed. This is caused the pail to turn over its contents on her, in turn waking up Angelina, who started cursing but only to be rewarded with a bucket of nice and cold water. They launched their now-wet pillows at me and proceeded to barricade me with a pile of dirty socks. 'AHHHHHHH……!' They screamed in a war cry-like voice. 'Now, now, now, look what we have, a WET Quidditch captain.' Alicia said mockingly. Admitting defeat, they had wringed the water onto me, shaking my head like a dog, I splayed it off. Laughing, the girls struggled to get up and walk to the showers.

I shrugged it was worth it. It had been the first time they had not complained. I leaned back on Katie's bed, and stared at the ceiling of her bed post. Her scent was lingering, and I couldn't get it out of my mind. In the background, I heard someone discreetly cough. I bolted up, and saw Katie smiling apologetically at the doorway, and said in a somewhat sheepish voice. 'I forgot to get my clothes.' She stepped out from behind the doorway, revealing that she was wearing only a very short white towel. I gulped. 'S-sure. Go ahead.' I gestured towards her wardrobe and fell back on to her sheets. She walked in the room quickly and opened her wardrobe door. I sneaked a peek and saw her bending over, showing her long slender legs. Silently choking, I steadied myself. I lay back down and stared at the ceiling with an even redder face. She soon grabbed a pair of track pants and a white t-shirt and left for the showers. Grinning, I got up and left the room. I loved being Quidditch captain. Seeing Katie in a towel just about made my day.

Katie's POV

Oliver, I said dreamily staring back at him. He only smiled, backing away and he vanished.

'Katie.' My shoulders were being shaken ever so slightly. I moaned. It must be time for Quidditch practice. Not enough sleep. Blinking, I settled back into the arms that were rocking me and hoped that they would let go and let me sleep. They didn't. 'Nngggh…huh? What?' I nearly growled at Oliver, who was looking between slightly amused and something else. I sighed. 'Quidditch practice already?' He laughed, sending waves of vibrations over my body. 'Fraid so, c'mon get up before you have to hear Angelina and Alicia screaming.' What? Ange and Lish screaming? I turned over to see to big buckets of water levitating above their heads. Keep control Katie, you can do it, don't laugh. I silently got out of bed and headed for a shower.

Taking off my pajamas, I distributed them in the laundry chute and turned on a shower. Once I stepped under the hot waves of water, I allowed myself to collapse in laughter. I tied my hair onto the top of my head in a loose bun and after scrubbing myself thoroughly with cleanser, stepped out and grabbed a nearby towel. Hearing nearby screams, I smiled. How come he didn't levitate a bucket over my head? Hmph was probably planning something worse for me. Now where did I put my clothes-oh. Oh. No. When I had left my room, I had forgotten to grab clothes to change into. Er...Oliver still wouldn't be there would he? He would have left already…yeah that's right, ok just run in there and go. I peeked inside my dorm room to see Oliver lying face up on my bed. Great just great. I leaned on the doorpost and suddenly wished I had thought of what I was going to wear BEFORE I had gotten in the shower. Ok Katie, you can do it. You weren't put in Gryffindor for nothing right? Wrong. I coughed ever so softly, and Oliver sat up. 'I, forgot to get my clothes.' I said apologetically. 'Sure go ahead.' He said gesturing towards my wardrobe. I practically ran towards it, and opened the doors. Grabbing the nearest things I could find, I rooted towards the back of the closet for my underwear, and stuffed them into the shirt I had grabbed.

Changing in to my clothes, I met the team on the Quidditch pitch 5 minutes later.

Oliver's POV

'Ok team, we're finished! Practice is over, hit the showers!' I shouted to all the team members flying around the field. They let out a groan of relief, and basically ran towards the shower, afraid that I would change my mind and call them out for another practice. I turned around and saw Katie flying towards me, a crazy glint in her eyes. She jumped off her broomstick and tackled me to the ground. Lying face up, she used the last of her strength the collapse on top of me. 'You…are…the…worst …Quidditch captain, I have…ever…known.' She panted, beating my chest furiously. I smiled. 'Well I'm glad you feel that way. But you know, I'm the only Quidditch captain you ever known.' She said nothing, just stared at the sky, exhausted. We just lay there, until I stretched out and yawned. 'Not that this isn't fun or anything, but I'm gonna go take a shower.' Blinking out of her trance, she glared at me, but got up and headed for the girls side of the locker room. I headed for the boys part, and washed all the dirt and grime off the areas my Quidditch padding had not covered.

I walked out to find Katie standing out there staring at the field. 'Um…Katie?' She didn't answer, just fell straight down in the grass. 'Bloody hell, you need to rest.' I said running over to her. She didn't answer, now fast asleep. Not wanting to wake her up, I carried her piggy-back style, until I saw the Slytherin team approaching the field. They all gave cat-calls and whistled when they saw Katie, but I gave them a glare, and walked on. They seemed to come to the conclusion that she was asleep, which is very hard because of their thick-brained skulls. Flint came bounding up, with a nasty smile on his face. 'Need help there Wood? Maybe I could help you carry her.' He said, smirking. I gritted my teeth, my fist clenching. 'No thanks Flint, she's pretty light, and I don't need the likes of you carrying her.' I replied in my coldest voice, glaring at him. I hoisted her higher onto my back and pulled her tighter to me. With that, I turned away and set off for the Gryffindor tower.

Not surprisingly, when I entered the common room, it was nearly empty, except for a 3rd year, Hermione Granger working in the corner surrounded by a stack of books. Climbing up the girls dormitory stairs, I was amused to see Alicia and Angelina couldn't make it to their rooms, and had fallen asleep on the 3rd stair to the top.

I walked into their dorm and settled Katie on the bed, lying against a bedpost. Rather hesitatingly, I untied her Quidditch robes and set them on top of her laundry hamper, and tucked her into the sheets.

Watching her, I sat next to her, stroking her cheek absentmindedly. With her face slightly tilted towards me and her lips parted, if I didn't get out of here soon,…But, what would she know? No that would be taking advantage of her. This was wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. She was asleep right? No, no, I can't do this. Yes I can.

Before I could continue the battle with myself any longer, I did the one thing I have been longing to do since, forever. I leaned down and softly kissed Katie on her lips.

A jolt of fire ran between our lips, and I resisted the urge to pull her closer and broke the kiss immediately. I shouldn't have done that, no I wasn't supposed to…But it did feel really good…Wait! What am I doing? Backing out of the room, I mentally cursed myself for being such a hopeless idiot.

But as soon as Oliver left the room, Katie bolted up from the bed. Speechless, she blushingly fingered her lips. 'What did he just do?' she whispered to herself.

Hahah you likie? Omg sorrie it took so long, was really busy lately. --X mrs. Yamashiro and mrs. Brittenham kept giving us so much homework…My friends keep telling me to update, so I was determined to get it out tonite. Again sorry for the long wait! Remember to update! Hey ill add a story I wrote before, just im never going to finish it.

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Chapter one

'So,how about it Katie?' Oliver questioned, looking at his best friend quizzically.

'Huh? Oh sure Oliver… you do know we live next door to each other right?' she smiled flashing her trademark grin 'so basically all I have to do is cross the yard.' He had just invited her over to his house during the summer, (due to the fact that her parents traveled during their spare time, mainly summertime) and she had completely tuned out. Not that it was new, she went over every summer since Hogwarts had started. But this year was a special year, because this was the summer before both of them took their N.E.W.T.S. and graduated from Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. Living next door to each other, they naturally knew each other since they were little.

'Of course Ollie.' She replied 'Mum will force me to come anyhow.' She winked at him, making his heart lurch. 'She says to bring back as many leftovers from your refrigerator as I can.'

And with that, the Katie set off to start packing leaving Oliver alone in her living room. Instead of leaving, he wandered around, glancing at various photos placed randomly on the Bell fireplace. One was a picture of a small Katie, about 8 years old, grinning showing a tooth gap and proudly holding what seemed to be her first tooth. Oliver smiled, reminiscing that he had been there when that had happened.

FLASHBACK

'Mommy! Can me and Oliver go swimming in the water?' 8 year old Katie Bell pleaded, giving her mother a desperate look.

Mrs. Bell laughed 'Go ahead Katie, just make sure you don't get lost, this is a muggle beach and I won't be able to find you using magic.' she replied.

'Yea, yea… C'mon Ollie!' she said grabbing eight year old Oliver's hand and started pulling him toward the ocean water, nearly choking him for he had been trying to drink from a bottle of water.

'Hey watch it!' he managed to spit out, trying to swallow the remaining water still in his mouth. 'Just swallow it' she replied while patting his back rather hard, not helping at all. 'We still have to put suntan lotion on, you know.' He reminded her, giving her a look that reminded her very much of her mother while she was scolding Katie. 'What for?' she argued, 'I want to be tan. But if you want to stay here and make yourself an easier target for demented vultures attracted to suntan lotion, then go ahead.' And with that, she sauntered off, but not before tripping over a passerby's umbrella. Unlike most girls, she did not scream, she just braced herself for a mouthful of sand. Closing her eyes, she tried to imagine something nice and fluffy, like a pillow. But replacing brittle hot sand was a pair of hands holding her not more than 5 inches from the sand. And standing above her was Oliver, with a very amused look on his face. 'If I'm not mistaken, I don't think vultures are attracted to suntan lotion, they clog up their stomach, demented or not. On the other hand, I'm pretty sure they like girls that refuse to wear it and fall out of the sky.' Shocked for the moment, Katie just stared at him. 'The infamous Katie Bell, speechless?' he laughed his chocolate brown eyes clearly showing a challenge. 'Ah, shove it.' She muttered clearly embarrassed. 'Haha wait till I tell the guys back home!' he mused cheerfully. Her blue gray eyes darkened. 'You wouldn't.' she whispered. She was clearly glaring daggers at him. 'And how are you gonna stop me?' He taunted, a very smug look on his face. 'By this.' Katie replied. With those two words, his face was met with a giant handful of salty water as she ducked…

'Score!' she yelled obviously happy. With that, she ran for the water, trying to get as much distance between them as possible. Then it hit him. While he had been teasing her, he should have noticed her hand slowly reaching down to the waves at their feet, waiting for the right moment to launch an attack.

'Charge!' he shouted, rushing for the water reaching behind his back revealing a Super Soaker 5000 that had fallen to the floor as he was catching her. Her eyes widened. There was no chance now. It was all over.

' AAahh!' she yelped running for her life, with Oliver close behind her, clutching the Super Soaker filled with ice water. With that, the whole beach turned to watch a pair of distraught kids steal a half empty water gun from each other. Gasping for breath, Katie stopped resulting in Oliver crashing into her. 'Oww!' They both sank down into the water, exhausted. Katie was about to speak, but felt something loose in her mouth. 'Hmm? Is that my tooth?' Katie wondered out loud, holding her newborn tooth. 'It is!'

And with that she took off to find her mom, Oliver shaking his head and following her.

END FLASHBACK

'Whatcha doin?' Katie's voice swung Oliver back into the present as she sat next to him on the couch.

'Just looking at the pictures. Remember this?' He said, showing her the picture. She smiled and her eyes faded back into what he had been remembering. Glancing up, Oliver realized it had already turned dark. 'Well, seeing that there's no use in going back to your house and making dinner for yourself, I'll make you dinner.' With those words, Katie jumped up and grabbed the closest skillet, randomly deciding to try something new tonight. 'No way' Oliver said shaking his head. 'There is NO way I am letting you cook tonight everything will taste like burnt oatmeal.' 'Hey!' Katie shouted indignantly. 'I slave over making good food, and this is how you repay me?' In reply, Oliver just snorted and turned the muggle stove on. 'Men and cooking.' Katie muttered. 'What was that?' Oliver looked at her with daring eyes and cocked his ear in her direction. 'Nothing.' She said in a sing-song voice and turned so he wouldn't see her smirking in a self-satisfied way. And with that, she turned around and started to set up the table.

End Chapter 1

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