A/N: Just read the first bit a dialogue in this chapter and you just KNOW that it's all fucked up. Enjoy this extremely messed up chapter of...
WHY DO I LOVE YOU? A LION'S TALE.
Chapter Four
"That's right. Peace out, a-town down. Word. Yeauh!" I stared at Percy as he continued to dance in the library with my hand on my chin, half-covering my mouth. I stopped him and slapped him on both cheeks.
"Don't do that ever again. Hell-o."
"Hey, Oliver." I watched as the extremely hot library person-thing-girl walked to the front desk.
"She has a boyfriend, you know."
"So? I'm still allowed to look, aren't I?" We walked out of the library and into the Three Broomsticks where, oh, sweet Jesus, Katie and Flint were. Snogging. Yep. Again. In public. In the open. With Rosemerta staring at her as if she were insane. Percy steered me in the opposite direction to where his brothers Fred and George were.
"Yo."
"Whassup, homie." I raised an eyebrow as Percy replied,
"Dawg, Rosemerta is off tha HOOK, yo!" I stared at the Weasleys as if they were insane. All three of them looked at me expectantly.
"...Uh... word?" Percy smirked.
"HAH! You guys owe me five galleons, beeyotches! I told you he'd say something hip-hop-ish!" Fred and George grumbled and handed Percy five galleons each.
"Percy, I'm hurt! You used me! I'm afraid I have to sic the twins on you now. Chop, chop." I walked over to the bar counter, despite all the screaming from Percy and evil laughter from the twins.
"Oliver, what can I get you?" Rosemerta asked as she put down a rag.
"One butterbeer and a firewhisky, if you could."
"How old are you now?" I groaned.
"Still seventeen. Pleeeeease? I'll give you two more galleons..." Rosemerta eyed me. "...A tip?" She crossed her arms. "Oh, come on!"
"Here, honey," she laughed. "I'm only joshing." She gave me a butterbeer and firewhisky. "That's one galleon and sixteen sickles."
"Thanks, love." When I got back to the table, the twins were gone and Percy was waiting patiently. He frowned.
"You're not drinking that, are you?"
"No, Percy, you are."
"You know I don't drink!"
"Sarcasm, man." I took a sip and glanced around the bar. "You can go sit with Penelope if you want, you know." Percy waved his hand.
"Don't want you looking like a loner. Besides, look who just sat down with her." I looked back to Penelope's table and saw Cho.
"You don't really have anything against her, anyway. Go ahead." Percy reluctantly stood up and walked over to his girlfriend. I dropped my head down onto the table.
"...Hiya, Wood!" My head shot up and saw a smiling Ginny Weasley sitting in front of me.
"...Gin! What are you doing here? Third years and up only!" She shrugged.
"Snuck out. Why are you drinking firewhisky?" Ginny took my glass and downed it into the plant next to the table.
"...You bloody alcohol Nazi," I scowled. "That's the fourth time this year you've done that. Three times in the Summer." Ginny sweetly smiled at me. "So... still fancy Potter?" She turned a shade of red and looked away. I laughed and played around with my glass.
"Still fancy Katie?" she retorted. I held a hand over my chest
"Thou tongue is sharper than thy blade." Ginny smirked and stood up. She left with me staring after her.
"Perce!" I called across the pub. He looked at me. "I'm heading back now."
"Okay, I'll be back in about an hour or so." I nodded and walked out into the leaf-covered streets of Hogsmeade. Outside, Terry Boot and his girlfriend were having a fight. Hillari was staring at me again, even if she was with her YOUNGER boyfriend, Rodger Davies.
As I neared the corridors heading to my Common Room, I heard familiar voices arguing in the halls.
"STUPEFY! I WILL NOT BE TALKED TO LIKE THAT!"I went from walking to jogging. I saw Katie and Flint. Katie was on the ground, looking all sorts of confused, until she finally yelled,
"FUCK YOU, MARCUS! I'M NOT YOURS TO OWN!"
"That's not what you said last night..."
"Oliver!" Katie ran from Flint to me and hid behind my back. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her blue eyes. She grabbed for my hand. I squeezed hers and glared at Flint.
"Get out of here, Marcus."
"What'll you do if I don't?" he shot back.
"I'll make sure your life's a living hell from now until the end of seventh year."
"How exactly do you propse on doing that?"
"Two words for you. Hillari Campos." Flint winced at the name but quickly recovered.
"She's a whore. I'm with Bell now, hand her over." Katie gave my hand a quick squeeze.
"Really? Katie, are you with Flint?"
"No," she said quietly.
"She says no. Get. Lost." He obviously didn't want to be kicked off of the Quidditch Team, becuse he scoffed and left in the other direction. I spun around to face Katie. "Okay, this is seriously pissing me off. You need to tell me something soon, Bell, or I swear it - I'll take this up to the Headmaster."
"I'm sorry," she said.
"KATIE, COME ON!"
"OLIVER, I CAN'T! HE'LL COME AFTER YOU!"
"Who, Katie? WHO?"
"Oliver, please..."
"Who, Kate? Your dad? Is that what this is about? I'll tell you this, I don't give a fuck. He can kiss my Scottish arse. Please, Katie, I want to help you." She reached up and gave me a small kiss on the lips. My expression softened a bit. "Please, Kate..."
"It's asking too much," she whispered. "Oliver, I have a Vondra inside of me." I winced and took a step back. "That's why I've been acting the way I have for the past four years."
"Katie, most people think it happened two years ago."
"That's because the potion takes a while to settle in your system," she explained and leaned against the wall. "A simple stunning spell could knock the Vondra out of me for an hour, then it comes back. Every day I get an hour to be me, Oliver. Only an hour a day."
"Unless someone stuns you."
"Yes." I bit down my lip and stroked her cheek with my thumb.
"Katie, fight it. Fight it momentarily, for my sake and yours. Let me do some research." Katie nodded her head. "Into the Tower. I'll be in the library." I kissed her cheek and left for the library.
Having the Curse of the Vondra is most unfortunate. Sometimes, the symptoms are various for the different sexes.
Symptoms:
Constant mood changing. Mm. Sounds like Katie.
Physical changes. Mm. More of Katie.
Twenty-three hours of the day, he is normal. One hour, he is not.
One hour of the day she is normal. Twenty-three hours, she is not.
The library door opened and I saw Percy come in. He saw that I was taking notes.
"...You found out, eh?"
"...You knew and you never told me?" I demanded angrily.
"Katie made me promise."
"Forget it. What d'you guys know about Vondras?"
"Well... it makes you turn opposite, as you said in Potions last month, right, Oliver?" Percy asked. "Katie turns into this rebellious girl, and she goes for the guys with the worst reputations in the school."
"...So I need to go bad-boy?"
"In order to get her back? Yes. It's more complicated, though, Oliver. You... you have to..."
"Out with it, Weasley."
"Sexually." I stared. "Yeah. You have to sleep with her Vondra to get the whole spirit out of her soul."
"That sounds so evil." Percy looked at me sideways.
"Oliver, the Vondra is evil."
The next day, Katie was back to her Vondra thing and I needed a talk with all the Professors.
"Are you all familiar with the Vondra?" I asked in the Staff Common Room. "Okay, well, we have one in our school. Right now. Katie Bell is a Vondra. I need all the help I can get to, uh..."
"Oliver, we understand," McGonagall said kindly. Wow. I just basically asked permission to make love to her on school grounds and they said that it's fine.
"Um... okay... so, if I make any rude gestures to any of you in the hallway, you know why."
IN THE DORM...
"Tongue. Out." I stared at Alfie.
"Excuse me?"
"Now, Oliver!" Click.
"Oh, shweet JESHUSH!" I grabbed my mouth. "I ca'ot beweeve I jusht let you do dat!"
"Yeah, well, believe it. Let me heal it."
"That hurts! That hurt more than my ear!"
"Your lip now," Kathlene said. "I'll count to three. Okay?"
"No."
"One... two..." Click.
"OW! Whaa 'happen to tweh?"
"Best to catch you off guard," Kathlene replied with a sickly sweet smile. She healed my last piercing. "There. How's he look, Meesh?"
"He looks fine."
"Excuse me?" Alfie growled. "Oliver, stop stealing my girlfriend!"
"She just said I looked fine, Alfie, calm down."
"No, she said you look fine!"
"Yeah, she said I looked fine!"
"Not 'fine'! Fine!"
"What the hell does fine mean? (Click!) OW! KATHLENE!"
"You're done!" she said happily. She healed my newly pierced cartillage and skipped out of the dorm. I stared at myself in the mirror.
"...Holy shit..."
Oh, boy. I really hope Hogwarts is ready for all this. I'm totally turning the castle upside down with my bad-ass new style.
When I walked out of the dorm, everyone stared at me as if I had grown a couple dozen heads. I smirked. "Do I really look that different?" I asked Luke and Alfie. They nodded their heads.
"You look like a fag with your tie all tightened like that. Hold on." Luke walked up to me and loosened it. "There we go." We sauntered down the hallways talking loudly and laughing uproarously at random things and people, mainly the Slytherins. All of them were staring at me funny. I was only getting used to my lip ring when I saw Katie. She was looking at the three of us with interest. I smirked at her and arched an eyebrow in acknowledgement - something I saw Alfie do often. She smiled at me and continued down the hallway.
"She notice you?" Luke asked. I nodded and grinned.
"She gave me the 'damn, you're sexy' look."
"Which is that?" Alfie inquired.
"The one where she smiles, looks you up and down then walks away."
"...Oliver, that's just checking you out."
"Whatever."
Dun dun dun DUUUUUN! BAD-ASS OLIVER! Shmexy! Will he be able to entrance the evil, stone heart of Katie's Vondra? How would Oliver look like in Joel Madden's clothes? Gasp! Shhhhmexy!
Wow I'm retarded.
You know you love me,
Anna