CHAP-TOR SIX

"Find out how the Vondra likes being treated." That was my awkward command to Luke and Alfie. The two of them saluted me and limped through the hallway, since Adrian Pucey made their legs longer than the other. They came back with a black eye apiece.

"Well..." Luke started.

"That was rather disturbing," Alfie finished. I paled.

"What happened?"

"Nothing, they were just making out vigorously," Luke said. "Anyway, Flint was rough. I'm guessing that's how she likes it."

"Have you guys no shame whatsoever of talking about this?" Luke and Alfie stared at each other.

"...No..." I rolled my eyes and glared at Flint, who was passing by with Katie.

"Bye." Katie gave Flint a kiss when she saw me and skipped up to us. She glanced at Luke and Alfie for a moment, then looked to me. "Hey."

"Hey, Bell." I discreetly kicked Alfie, who took Luke and limped away. "What's up?"

"Nothing, wondering what you were up to..." She cast a final glare at Luke and Alfie's retreating backs.

"Oh. Them? They were trying to find someone to pull a prank on. I was supposed to be a wingman for the job, but I don't break up happy couples... unless I want the girl." I raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"You're a total flirt." I grinned.

"And you aren't?" Katie gave me an innocent look. I laughed. "Oh, don't play. I've seen the way you look at all the pretty boys."

"Oh, labeling people now, are you?" She leaned back against the wall with me and quirked and eyebrow. I won't deny it, she was looking totally hot. "Who exactly are the pretty boys?"

"Diggory, Davies... Flint... even though he's not too pretty..." Katie slapped me playfully. "Hey, no hitting."

"You just named the Quidditch Captains."

"I didn't name m'self."

"So you're not a pretty boy?" I smiled.

"Well, I don't genuwinely care about my looks. This is how I look when I come out of the shower," I said. Katie murmured something that sounded like 'could have fooled me'. "Anyway, how long've you been with Flint for?" Katie shrugged.

"Dunno. I don't keep track."

"Lovely girlfriend."

"Sod off." I grinned and put my arm around her shoulder.

"Come on. Fred and George's Halloween Fest. Can't miss it." Katie smirked and looked to my hand resting on her shoulder.

"I have a boyfriend."

"And I care, why?" Katie remained silent and stayed in my arms. Yessssss... When we got to the portrait, everyone was crowded around. Percy was coming down from the library with a curious look in his eyes. He looked to me and I shrugged. He straightened his posture and sauntered up to everyone.

"Come on, you can't have all forgotten the password - EXCUSE ME, I'M HEAD BOY!" I let go of Katie and pushed my way through the crowd towards Percy. We both stopped at the very front.

"SOMEONE CALL PROFESSOR DUMBLEDORE!" we shouted in unison. One of the fourth years ran off to find him. Luke and Alfie came up behind us and gasped. When Dumbledore came, he and Percy stood off to the side, talking about what was going on. I stood against the wall waiting for them to finish when Katie came up to me. I needed to talk to the REAL Katie. I played with my wand a bit before discreetly poking her side the the tip of the wand.

"Minimo stupefy." I felt her jump at the spell. I quickly pulled the wand away and stuck it back into my pocket.

"What's going on?" Katie inquired. "What day is it?"

"Still Halloween," I answered, trying to comfort Ginny Weasley.

"Then why..."

"I stunned you. Percy's coming back, he'll explain everything. Shush, Gin, it's all right. Go to Fred or George or Ron. I need to talk to Perce." Ginny nodded, wiped her tears and walked away to one of her other brothers. "Percy. Is it true? Was it him?"

"Was it who?" Katie demanded.

"Hang on." Percy looked into Katie's eyes. "Okay. Somehow, Sirius Black's gotten into Hogwarts. Tried to get into the Common Room." I furrowed my eyebrows and nodded. Katie began to cry.

"Look what you did!" I scolded Percy and took Katie into my arms.

"He's coming for him!" she cried, pointing at Harry. Poor Harry was terrified of her and quickly walked away.

"Shh, Kates. You're scaring him." I took her outstretched hand out of the air and kissed it, then kissed her temple.

"Everyone into the Great Hall!" Percy shouted. "Oliver, help me with all the people." I let Katie go. She looked at me and walked into the crowd, beside Fred and Angelina.

"Okay, let's go! Gin - how can I walk with you clinging onto me like - oh, God." I picked up Ginny and carried her with me to the Great Hall.

"Everyone grab a sleeping bag! NO SHARING!" Percy called. I took two for me and Ginny and found a spot on the floor, where all the Weasleys were. I set Ginny's sleeping bag on the ground in between George and Ron.

"Stay here, okay? Your brothers'll take care of you." I wandered a bit farther down the row to where Katie, Alicia, Angelina, Michelle, Kathlene, Alfie and Luke were. I kicked Alfie's sleeping bag away and plopped down next to Katie. "Hi." She was staring at the cieling. I lay down in my sleeping bag next to her. "Are you okay?"

"Scared," she mumbled sleepily. I reached over and hugged her.

"I'll protect you," I stated, mock-serious. She giggled softly and turned to me.

"Who'll protect me from you, then?"

"Your Vondra?" I suggested. Katie laughed and snuggled up closer to me. "No, but really. I won't let a dementor within ten feet of you, Kates. I promise." Katie nodded.

"Good night, Ollie."

"Night, Kates." We both drifted off to a sleep.

Why Do I Love You: A Lioness' Tale.

Katie's (Vondra) POV

I woke to the sound of quiet snoring. At first I thought it was Marcus who had his arms wrapped around me, but I turned and saw it was that Scottish boy. Oliver Wood. He was a cute one, he was. I sighed and didn't bother to push away from him. I was beginning to like him. He was like a hot version of Marcus.

Look, little Katie, I'm lying in your best friend's arms.

Leave him alone!

Why exactly were you two snuggling?

Shut up! That's none of your business!

You care for him.

He's my friend.

Shut up, you twat.

Jeeze, my human can be so irritating sometimes. Aw, Oliver was so cute. I traced his jawline with a finger and his eyes fluttered open. His lips quirked into a smirk.

"Hey, you."

"Hi, Wood." We both sat up.

"Ahem." We slowly turned around and saw Professor McGonagall (That Bitch) staring down at us sternly. "I think Percy Weasley made it clear that there was to be no sharing of the sleeping bags?" Me and Oliver looked down. We were in the same sleeping bag.

...Were you sharing?

What? No. Leave me alone.

Well why are we in the same sleeping bag now?

How am I supposed to know? You took over fifteen minutes after I fell asleep.

Stop talking to me.

"Ten points from Gryffindor," McGonagall said and walked away.

"Bitch," Oliver and I said in unison. Oh, yes, I liked him!

"Why are you in my sleeping bag, anyway, Bell?" Oliver inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Your sleeping bag? I beg to diff-" I was indeed in his sleeping bag. Mine was tossed off to the side. Oliver grinned cheekily and rested himself on his elbows.

"You know, if you wanted a good lay, all you had to do was ask..."

"I wouldn't if you were the last pathetic male on the face of the world, Muggle and Wizards alike."

"Ah, stop playing hard-to-get. I know you want it."

"Shut up, no I don't."

"Sure, sure..."

"Oliver, stop, people are staring."

"So I'm 'Oliver' now, eh? Okay, Katie."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you've been shunning me off the past four years or so and now you're calling me Oliver?" He smirked. "If I didn't know any better, Bell, you're starting to fall for me... again."

"A... again?"

"Sure, don't you remember when we were like, nine, you always tried to kiss me?" I forced a bit of laughter. Oliver was dangerously close now. My torso touched his torso and our faces were inches away from the other.

"Are you two still there?" We both looked up to see McGonagall... again.

"What's wrong with sharing a sleeping bag?" Oliver asked innocently. "I mean, if we were doing something, I'm pretty sure everyone here would have heard it." I scoffed.

"What exactly makes you so sure that you're that good, Wood?"

"Excuse me, this kind of talk is highly inappro-"

"Think about my last name, Bell. Wood. W-O-O-D. More than one meaning to it, you know." I let my eyes drift down a little further than intended, then looked back up.

"Sod off." Oliver laughed.

"See? I'm getting to you, aren't I?" And with that, he picked himself off the ground and went to talk to Percy. Oliver Wood is a mystery. Why did I treat him like trash before if he was really like this?

And that's CHAP-TOR SIX! I also recommend 'Hermione's Wings' by 'mzunderstood333'.It's first an Oliver/Hermione, then changes to a Draco/Hermione.

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