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Allies

I woke up the next morning with a huge smile on my face. The look on Oliver's face last night had been absolutely priceless. I yawned and stretched, preparing to get up. Then Alicia jumped onto my bed.

"Oi!" I yelled.

"Sorry. So what happened with you and Oliver last night? You two were looking pretty cozy when I came up to bed last night-at midnight." She said with raised eyebrows.

"Oh stop smirking, nothing happened." I laughed.

"Oh," she said "then why were you grinning like the Cheshire Cat when you woke up?"

I answered in the only dignified way I could think of at the moment. I hit her with my pillow.

Alicia was still pestering me when we got to the Great Hall. And she had enlisted Angelina as her accomplice. They were trying their absolute best to get me to give up some sort of little detail. But I still maintained my story. Nothing happened.

Nothing that they could know about anyway.

I was too busy trying to get them to leave me alone that by the time we got to the Gryffindor table, they had devised their own plan. The only empty seats at the table were the two between Fred and Neville and the one across from Oliver.

Guess which seats they picked?

Well, if they thought this was going to bother me, then I guess they don't know me as well as they thought they did.

I took my seat, feeling several pairs of eyes boring into me as I did. I glanced at Oliver and noted the pink in his cheeks as he stared down at his food. Apparently he could feel that there were eyes on him as well. He was starring at his eggs as if they were the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen in his life. While helping myself to some, that evil little voice that tells me to do these awful things came back.

I believe he's a side effect of hanging out with Fred and George for almost six years.

I raised my arms over my head and gave a much exaggerated yawn. Everybody around looked up at me-except for Oliver.

"Tired Katie?" Lee asked with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

I smiled. "Actually, yes. Our captain here decided to keep me up until after midnight working on Charms."

Immediately five pairs of eyes swiveled around to Oliver, still looking at his food and turning from pink to a deep shade of red.

"Funny, I never knew Oliver to spend more than twenty minutes on Charms." George said thoughtfully.

"Well you know how thorough Oliver is about his players performing well." I added.

Lee started to snicker. Fred had a hurt look on his face as he gaze over at the keeper. "I thought I was the only one who got special study help Oliver."

Oliver shot him a filthy look.

I fought the urge to smile. Then I realized something. Oliver was directly in front of me. Hmm.

Once everyone had returned to their own conversations I decided to torture Oliver a little before class. I stretched my legs out, brushing my foot against his. I saw him jump, but he didn't look at me.

"You alright Oliver?" Ron called from down the table.

"Yes." He answered slowly.

Our friends looked over at him, but miraculously didn't say anything. So I continued. Carefully, I brushed my foot against his again, trying to make it seem as if I weren't doing it on purpose. Still nothing.

I noticed that the salt was sitting beside Oliver's hand and decided to be a little bolder. I wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing. As inconspicuously as I could I reached over and grabbed it, letting my hand graze the side of his along the way. Oliver's head snapped up and he looked straight at me. But by this point I was discussing the mornings Daily Prophet with Percy who was sitting beside him.

Oliver watched me though out the rest of breakfast. Well, as best he could when first my ankle and then my knee kept 'accidentally' bumping into his. Sometimes I'm so bad, I wonder if I'm related to the twins.

They must think so, too.

On my way to Potions after breakfast Fred and George came up on either side of me and gave me that look my mother used to give me when all the cookies used to mysteriously disappear.

"What?" I whined.

"What are you up to Katie?" Fred asked

Hm, he's the second person to ask me that in less than twenty-four hours. Coincidence?

"What makes you think I'm up to anything?" I challenged.

"Well for starters, there is you accepting Oliver's help when you've been furious at him for months." George answered.

"Then you purposely drew attention to the fact that you two were alone in the common room last night." Fred added.

"Then he jumped like something had bitten him." Lee chimed in from behind me. And almost gave me a heart attack.

"And all of a sudden, he stopped drilling holes in his food with his eyes, and starred at you like he thought you were about to attack him." Fred finished.

"Let's not forget that she spent a full twenty minutes talking to Percy." Lee added as an afterthought.

"And no one does that without a very good reason." Fred muttered.

"When did you three turn into detectives?" I inquired.

"Katie, Katie, Katie," Fred said and put his arm around my shoulder, "you forget that we know all the signs of a scheme. You are definitely up to something. Admit it."

"Never." I replied.

"Fine. We just thought you might want some help." Lee said.

I stopped in my tracks. "Help?"

Grins spread across all three of their faces. I felt a matching one of my own starting.

Four heads are definitely better than one.

A/N: Well I hope that helps to make up for the long wait. If not-I'm sorry. It's building up for later chapters. I promise that I absolutely will update again sometimes next week. Love and kisses to all.