Here's chappy seven. There's smooooching in this chapter... it's my first actual kissing scene, don't hurt me if it sucks. LOL. Thanks to you all that reviewed last chapter. Oliver. Hooottttttt... (:

Chapter Seven

O...kay... so maybe I shouldn't've called Snape a ' bloody homo with one testicle' when he was perfectly within earshot. Oh well. I have detention with Katie, at least.

"Hey, pass me the towel." I grabbed one of the many towels surrounding me and Katie and passed it to her. "How many more trophies?"

"Uh..." I looked up and down. "We have about four more shelves..." Katie groaned and stood up.

"I'll take those ones."

"Those are the smaller ones, no way, Bell."

"Wood, come on, I'm exhausted!"

"Look at what you've done, will you?" I pointed at the three four-foot-tall shelves. "And look at what I've done." I pointed at the five seven-feet-tall shelves. "Smarten up, Bell, come on." Snape came in just as I was hoisting Katie up to the top of one of the taller shelves and raised an eyebrow.

"You two have an hour remaining." And he left.

"Jerk," I muttered and, with a grunt, steadied myself so Katie could step onto my shoulders. "Finish up soon so I could do my shelves."

"Just levitate me, Wood."

"Do you want another detention, Bell? You know this room has magic sensors."

"Since when've you abided by the rules?" Katie inquired, slightly dismal. I sighed and brought out my wand.

"Wingardium leviosa. The things I do for you, Katie." She smiled sweetly at me and began to clean the plaques. I jumped down from the stool and went to clean the other stuff. (Yeah, I'm five foot eleven, Katie's five foot five, and we needed a stool that's at least a foot tall. It's one BIG ASS shelf.)

"Just put me down when Snape's coming." Footsteps cascaded down the hallway five minutes later. We looked at each other. I ran right below Katie, released the levitation charm on her and caught her. I put Katie down and we began cleaning the shelves again.

"Mr. Wood, Ms. Bell?" I looked up from the Quidditch plaque (God, I love it.) and at Professor McGonagall. "You two are dismissed, you can finish this up later." Then, she mouthed something at me that looked very much like 'Quidditch'. I grinned and stood up.

"Thanks, McGonagall." She nodded and pointed to the door.

"Be sure to put the cleaning chemicals back into the cabinet." Katie left with me trailing behind her, carrying... well, carrying everything. I winked at McGonagall, opened the cleaning closet and tossed everything in. "NEATLY, WOOD!"

"Whatever!" I yelled back and chased after Katie. "BELL! OI! BELL!

"Mm hmm?" she hummed, turning around.

"What're you doing this weekend?" I asked and slung an arm around her shoulders. Katie smiled.

"Well... I have plans with Marcus... but I could cancel..." I smirked at her.

"You're so naughty."

"Yeah?"

"Mm hmm." I stopped her and made my move. She responded by pushing me against the wall. I smiled in the kiss and spun around so I was in control. I pulled away and looked her in the eye. "Not in public. Come on."

Five minutes later we were lying down on the scarlet love seat of the Gryffindor Common Room; lips still firmly attatched. I caressed her skin underneath her shirt with one hand while the other coiled around her neck, into her blond hair, meanwhile, she was pressing more and more pressure against my hips. Good God.

"Ahem." We ignored whoever it was but, I eventually fell off the couch. Looking up, I saw that it was Percy with that glint in his eyes that shot out the word 'ANGRY' when you looked at him.

"Who shoved a pipe up your ass, Perce?" I asked, wiping lipgloss off of my lips, cheeks and neck. He crossed his arms.

"Put your shirt on, Oliver."

"Why?"

"Now, Wood." I stood up and grabbed my shirt from across the room. Katie went up to her dorm, sending a smile and a wink my way. Once she was gone, I was tackled by Percy. "NICE!"

"What the f -"

"How'd you do it? She's still with Flint!"

"Yeah, I know. Get the hell off of me."

"So did you ask her out?"

"Yeah, get off me, Percy."

"What'd she say?"

"She said she'll cancel her date with Flint to hang out with me. GET THE BLOODY HELL OFF OF ME, WEASLEY!"

"Oh. Sorry." He stood up and brushed himself off.

"I've got to get ready for Quidditch. I'll see you in a couple hours, mmkay?" Percy rolled his eyes.

"I hate it when you do that."

"Mmkay." Percy went up to the dorm while I rummaged through the Quidditch closet in search of the Ball Chest, my broom and my practice jersey. "BELL, JOHNSON, SPINNET, POTTER, FRED, GEORGE!" I bellowed. Harry tripped over his own shoes and toppled down the last couple steps. "You okay?" Harry nodded and used his broom to help himself up. Fred and George came next, talking in whispered voices. Angie, Alicia and Katie came last. Women.

"Let's get to the field." As a group, we walked out the portrait hole. "I want five laps around the pitch at fifty miles an hour in the least, then stretch for five minutes. Chasers, twenty push-ups, fifteen suicide dives. Seeker - Potter - listen up. I want you to do extra laps - get used to that Shooting Star. When you finish your extra three, I want twenty suicides. Beaters, extra two laps around the pitch, ten suicides, touch down, thirty push-ups, twenty sit-ups."

"What do you do, then?" Fred asked.

"I'm doing my own thing. All right, we're here! Get going, move, move, move!" I dropped the chest, climbed onto my new Nimbus and shot forward to lead my team. "DROP, CHASERS!" I snapped. "HARRY, FASTER DIVES! FRED! GEORGE! NOSE TOUCHING THE GROUND WITH THOSE PUSH-UPS!" I made fifty suicides and headed to the weight room for a bit. My team's slow. Sheesh

"Bell!" I called over my shoulder.

"What the hell d'you want?"

"Get over here!"

"I'm not done my suicides!"

"GET OVER HERE! NOW!"

"Chickenshit."

"Shut up!" I heard her footsteps behind me as I entered the weight room. "How many've you done?"

"Ten," Katie replied and sat down on a weight bench.

"Okay, weigh yourself. You've been getting fat." She scowled at me.

"Never crack a joke about a female's weight. Anyway, that's not the reason you called me here." The Vondra'sviolet eyes flashed mischievously as a seductive smile tugged at her lips. I smirked and pulled her a bit closer to me.

"How d'you know that?"

"Because I just do."

"Uh huh." My lips found hers in the dark of the room. She emitted a soft moan as I parted her mouth with the tip of my tongue. I shifted slightly and began pulling down the zipper of her sweater. I pulled away from her lips and began pepperingfeather-soft kisses to her neck and collar bone. Her hand found mine and quickened the pace of un-zipping her zipper.

"Oliver," she whispered as I kissed her neck.

"Yeah, love." She pushed me away and stared towards the door. I turned around to see the amused looks of Fred and George. "Aw, shit."