Chapter Nine (Told In No One's POV)

All anger left Oliver as he kissed Katie. Everything around them disappeared; everything around them evaporated into nothing.

Katie wrapped her arms around Oliver's neck as he drew her closer to him. Slowly, he entered his tongue into her mouth. Katie sighed contentedly and responded.

She skillfully flicked her tongue out to meet the ball of his tongue ring. Oliver moaned, causing a number of eyes in the Common Room to swivle towards the couple, and pushed her against the wall. Katie smiled in the kiss and repeated her actions a couple more times, recieving a moan from Oliver every time, before he pulled away, smirking.

"Jesus, Katie, are you sure that's you or your Vondra?" Katie's eyebrows rose.

"What, you mean you've made out with it already?"

"Stop saying 'it'. It discourages me. And yes, I have already made out with her... ow! Why'd you slap me?"

"For cheating on me!"

"I never cheated on you, come on!"

"I know. I'm kidding."

"So you had to slap me?"

"I'm sorry."

"No you're not. Way to ruin a good make-out session. I'm going to bed." Katie rolled her eyes and engulfed Oliver in a deep kiss, rolling her tongue over his bottom lip.

"You still have to go to Hogsmeade on yours and the Vondra's date. It's only three o'clock.You're not going anywhere, baby." Oliver scoffed.

"Baby? And since when were you in charge of my life?"

"Since you made me your girlfriend. Go get ready." Katie slapped Oliver's butt, kissed his cheek and skipped up to her dorm.

"That slap hurt, too!" Oliver called after her. He started to go up the stairs, then stopped. "KATHLENE!" Kathlene came running down from her room, with her wand in-hand.

"Sorry!"

"Yeah, tell your precious Jeff to wait for you next time. He's dumb-ing up the Tower. I saw him go into your room..." Kathlene crossed her arms.

"Just because he's a Hufflepuff doesn't mean he's dumb."

"He's a stereotypical Hufflepuff, therefore, he's dumb. D-U-M-B, Sonnet. Dumb."

"How do you think he got past the trolls guarding the Tower, then, Wood?" Oliver threw his hands up.

"The trolls are dumb, too! They compare their bloody clubs!"

"So? It's like guys comparing their-"

"There's nothing significant about clubs, though. It's different!"

"Can we get through this, please?" Oliver rolled his eyes and pulled Kathlene into his room. "FU-! I never said right away!" Oliver clutched his newly-pierced lip gingerly.

"And that's what you get for calling Jeffery dumb," Kathlene said cheekily and skipped out of the dorm room.

"Asshole!" Oliver called after her.

"Dipshit!"

"WOMAN!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Oh, no you didn't, Sonnet!"

"Oh, yes I did, Wood!"

"Whore!"

"OLIVER!" Katie screamed from her dorm so loud that it carried over to Oliver's room. He shut up and closed the door to change. Black denim pants, black undershirt and a white botton-up left open. Oliver left his hair down and jumped down the stairs into the Common Room to wait for Vondra Katie. When she came down, he sucked in his breath. Wow.

"You look amazing," he said with a smirk and walked up to her. Vondra Katie had her blonde hair cascading in waves down to the small of her back. She wore a black halter top with tight blue jeans. "You know, we're only going to the Three Broomsticks. You didn't exactly have to dress up."

"Oh, I know. This is for after our date."

"What's happening after our date?"

"That's for you to find out," Katie replied with a wink, took Oliver's hand and walked out of the Common Room. He glanced over his shoulder to see Luke and Alfie mouthing 'sexy', 'hot' and 'I'd tap that' to him. He flipped them off and boldly grabbed Katie's ass.

"OHHHHHH!" Luke shouted.

"Shut the hell up." Katie shot them a dirty look before grabbing Oliver's. Alfie stifled a laugh at Oliver's surprised expression and the portrait closed. He took her arm by the wrist and smirked.

"Don't want them to see that, do we?"

"You got your lip re-pierced," Katie commented.

"Why, yes. Yes, I did."

"I'm really sorry about Marcus."

"Ah, don't worry about it. I didn't get kicked off the Quidditch Team. You aren't cold?"

"Huh? Oh, no, I'm fine." But she was shivering. Oliver looked at her for a couple of seconds before taking off his button-up and putting it on her. "Now you're going to be cold," she stated.

"Nah, I'm used to the cold." Katie took his hand in hers and squeezed.

"You're different."

"How'm I different?" Oliver inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't know. Sometimes you're just so hard and macho. Other times you're all sensitive and calm."

"Split personality," Oliver said with a shrug and glanced at her. Snow of early December began to fall around them.

"Split personality," Katie repeated as they reached the Village. "I know what you mean." She hid a small smile and brushed the snow off of me when we got into the warmness of the Three Broomsticks.

"Rosmerta, my love!" Oliver bellowed deeply and brought Katie to a table.

"Hello, Oliver," Rosmerta greeted, warily eyeing Katie. "Katie."

"Rosmerta."

"Oh, um... right. So, I'll have a firewhisky and a butterbeer. Kates?"

"I'll just have a regular Margarita."

"Katie, you're undera -"

"Ahem," Oliver cleared his throat and sent Rosmerta the I'll-talk-to-you-later look. She walked away with their order and Oliver looked at Katie. "Your eyes are purple," he commented.

"Your eyes are, uh... brown," Katie retalliated.

"Very observant, but my eyes have always been brown. You're not an Oculusmagus, are you?"

"...Is that like a Metamorphmagus, except for the eyes?"

"Well, duh."

"Then yes, I am," Katie said smoothly without missing a beat.

"Why purple? Why not some wicked cool color like black? Or silver? Or yellow?"

"Yellow?"

"Yeah, yellow. You never see anyone with yellow-colored eyes. People have purple eyes."

"Yeah? Like who, Wood?"

"Now I'm back to Wood? Fine. Blaise Zabini, third year Slytherin. Angela Zabini, seventh year Slytherin. Actually, I think the whole Zabini family has purple eyes."

"Why are we talking about eyes?"

"I like your eyes, is all. They remind me of... amethyst."

"Amethyst?"

"Yeah, you know, like the purple gemstone. Pretty purple gemstones." Katie smiled at me and our drinks arrived.

"Anything to eat?" Rosmerta asked. I glanced at Katie as she read her menu.

"I'll have... the squid dinner." Perfect. The most expensive item on the menu, Oliver thought to himself.

"Steak sandwich," Oliver said and downed his firewhisky.

After their date, the walked back to the Castle. The rest of the school was in dinner, so they headed back to the Common Room. Katie handed Oliver his shirt back and plopped down on one of the couches facing the fire. Oliver sat down on the rug on the floor and leaned back, supporting himself with his hands. Katie looked at him for a second before crawling over to him.

"Very sexy," Oliver commented as she drew nearer. She laughed, wrapped her arms around his neck and slipped her tongue into his mouth. He made a low growling sound as she nipped lightly at his lip ring. She smirked and pushed him to the rug.

"You know what, Oliver?" Katie whispered in his ear.

"What?" Oliver murmured.

"I want you."

"Really? I never noticed. Well, dinner's going to end soon. Maybe tomorrow." Oliver kissed her lightly on the lips before gently pushing her off of him and walked up the stairs, leaving a bewildered Vondra.

Jeeze, I still get reviews up to now? HERE'S YOUR FREAKIN' CHAPTER NINE!

thanks to all who forced me to make more. I'm also changing the rating to 'M'

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Anna