The Crush, the Conspiracy, the Heartache
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Chapter 3: Ambitions
Katie sat gazing at Cedric from her corner seat at the library. It was a Monday night, and she decided that she should serve her leisure time justice by stalking the oh-so handsome and striking, Cedric Diggory. She glanced ever so often at her book ruefully, and then proceeded to stare back. It was a system she had just created an hour ago because from then until now, she was still on the same page.
Alicia laughed, "Please, even I'm not that obvious."
Katie snapped her book down and cocked her head towards her friend, "We agreed. No observing of each other's….. plans."
"Okay, fine, fine, but you might want to turn your book so it's not upside down." Alicia pointed out the shamefully obvious feature to her hopeless friend.
Katie smacked her head onto the desk. "I hope he didn't notice that."
"I'm sure he didn't. Cho's probably playing footsies with him, smiling like the devil girl she is and twirling her hair as she supposedly reads her book. Kind of like you….. but then again, their friends don't notice a thing. I, on the other hand, can scout your obvious stalking, Cho's little footsies and Cedric's dazzling smile from a mile away." Alicia explained, without even casting a glance to Katie or Cedric's table. In fact her, they were at the farthest table away, and Alicia's back was turned against Cedric's table.
Katie stared at Alicia annoyed yet intrigued, and decided to find out if her friend was right. She pretended to pick up her pencil, but instead she looked under the other group's table. Sure enough, Alicia was right. Footsies, hair twirling, the whole thing…… and yes, all Cho and Cedric's friends could not even tell.
"How?" Katie asked Alicia. "How do you know?"
"Cho's a typical girly girl. Of course, she'll descend down to those levels." Alicia stated, looking at her nails. As soon as she was done her inspection, she gazed back at Katie, "If we're going to even think about squaring off, we have to get rid of the Ravenclaw competition."
"Very sneaky, Spinnet." Katie smiled. "What do you suggest?"
Alicia smiled deviously and crouched closer to Katie. "First cardinal rule in this is you never use magic."
Katie furrowed her eyebrows, "You mean, you've never used magic before with boys? None?"
Alicia smirked, "What? You think I'd sink that low?"
Katie shrugged, "Nope, I just heard some rubbish 'is all."
"Rubbish is right, Bell." Alicia pursed her lips, "Watch how it's done."
Getting up from the table, Alicia swiftly walked over to Cho's table. Katie gawked at Alicia's admirable confidence. "What is that girl doing?" Katie whispered.
As fast as she got there, was how quick it was to come back. Alicia sat back down with a smug smile on her face. "I believe I have a date with the Diggory." She showed her palm off to Katie, where there was neatly printed penmanship in fresh ink. It read:
Library
Saturday at 6:00 after Quidditch Game
Bring Dark Art's book.
Katie widened her eyes, "You're using magic, you little witch." Katie laughed and Alicia giggled as well.
"Technically, I'm not. I'm using the essence of magic. I'm simply utilizing my disability of learning." Alicia smirked as she picked up her book bag. "Don't worry. I also said that you needed help too."
"But I don't." Katie stated. She was getting a decent mark. Then, she started to think about it, catching on to what Alicia was trying to say. "Wait, I do need help."
"That's right, Bell." Alicia shook her head, chuckling. "Now, let's go. Oliver wanted us for a Quidditch meeting. I swear it. I think the boy's married to the sport."
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I paced around the common room frantically searching for my notebook. I had list ofteam plays and other strategies for our next Quidditch match against Ravenclaw. While playing a game with them one evening, I forced Dena to write all their strategies in my School notebook. However, now it seemed as if the notebook never existed as I couldn't find it. Let's see…. It was on the table than George and Fred tossed it over, so it must-
My eyes glinted with pride as I found the godforsaken notebook. I flipped to the last page, where I found notes printed in a girly fashion. Beside them, I found Dena's obscene doodling and detailed drawings. They all seemed too continue throughout probably seven pages.Quidditch was always a bore to her.
As I scanned the bottom of the page, I found the black letters to be smudged with some red ink. I glanced at the next page and found a crimson, red note in Dena's writing again. It looked to be a note she had written not too long ago, as the ink was still fresh.
Hey Olly,
At The Astro Tow. Will be back soon. Schedule a practice tomorrow morning. Heard McGonagall say she was going to make your game be on Wednesday instead of Thursday. Have fun at your meeting and don't bore them to death!
No love here,
Dena
P.S. Ha, Victoria from Slytherin likes you. Good luck with that.
P.S.S. If you ever want to experience a Katie Bell Snog Off, get off your hind and start working because she's becoming QUITE obsessed with the D, I, double G, O, R, Y. Punch your Quidditch eccentric mind off the field and show her another side of you.
I smirked as I read the beginning of the note. 'Wonder what she does in that Astronomy Tower,' I thought dirtily. However, I knew it was her time; her 'art' time. Big nerd she was, I sometimes had to admit. Though, I had to smile as I progressed through the note. Although Dena hated Quidditch with a passion, she still managed to help out whenever she could. When I say she hates Quidditch, I mean it. She hates everything to do with Quidditch; flying, bludgers, etc. She had even failed her first year flying lessons, and was forced to take it in third year due to extreme procrastination.
Skipping through the note, the P.S. left shivers down my spine. Victoria Spelling. To give insight on this fifth year would be simple. Attractive? Yes. Freaky? Definitely. Crazy? Absolutely.
And then we come to her P.S.S. After reading it, I crumpled the note, and rolled my eyes. Dena always complained that I never did anything about Katie, but I did. I always tried to show Katie another side of myself, yet it never worked out the way I wanted it to. Then, Dena would always give input after input and it seemed like nothing was going to work.
I walked out of the Common room to the Great Hall, flipping through Dena's drawings in the notebook. Hmmm……They were all pretty impres-
"Olly, what you got there?" I could feel Katie's arm slide through my arm as she took a closer peek at the drawings. I shivered, and for once, I felt what girls always talked about in their small little groups. Of course, it's not like I spied on girls when they spoke. Fred kept wailing to me about how Angelina was talking about her increasingly annoying 'girl problems and….feelings'. Ugh. Just hearing that makes me sleepy.
"Merlin, this is- wow. I never knew you drew. These are amazing. These are- yours, right?" She asked, flipping the pages.
"Why, yes. Yes, they are." A smile glazed over my lips. Dena said that I should show another 'side' to myself. It wouldn't hurt if I tried this. In plus, Dena said she'd do anything to help……….
"Ali, come over and take a look at these." Katie grabbed Alicia, who just happened to be talking to Victoria. They all marvelled at my drawingsand just like that, I became a hit and it was all thanks to Dena and my stupidity.
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Resting her bottom at the corner of the tower, Dena's body trembled with the wind. Her frail fingers shook violently as she held her camera in her hands. 'Why the heck am I doing this? Why am I here?' Questions swirled through her tiny mind as she shifted herself, so that her whole body lay frozen on the ground.
"You're doing this for Hogwarts. You're here to exterminate the excessive snogging in the Astronomy Tower." She whispered to herself. As her words repeated in her mind, she immediately stood up, "I sound crazy. That's it."
And like the little wimp she was, she started to run to the stairs….. when she heard the laughter of a girl. Her eyes widened upon hearingthe shrieking 'chortle'. She started to run frantically around the top of the tower, trying to find a place to hide. She hid behind the shadows of the tower and waited for what seemed like hours as she finally saw a couple enter the light.
'Ew. It's…. Roger and Chelsea…. And they're- Oh God. I can't even tell which tongue belongs to who….Wait a second….' As soon as she stopped her snog observation between Chelsea and Roger, a thought came to mind. This was the perfect time. It was so perfect. All she had to do was flash. 'Just flash,' she screamed inwardly to herself. (Of course, she was talking about flashing the camera….. and not her top, which some of you dirty readers may think;))
"Ah hah!" Hesitant at first, she jumped out of the shadows and flashed her camera repeatedly until she was sure she got a good shot. However, it was evident that she overdid it as she almost blinded herself from the light.
Chelsea eyes widened as she scurried over to her cloak, "What in the name of Merlin are you doing!"
Dena froze, her body still shaking from what she had just done. "I'm, uh, on patrol. Yes. It's come to the school'sattention that there's been a high level of sexual innuendos being performed and suggested in this humble, virginal Tower. I see it as my personal duty to rid the tower of such embarrassing monstrosities, so that it may be a peaceful environment. In addition, I get a wide range of nightmares each night when I find different types of 'protection' and lingerie flailing around in this tower."
Roger and Chelsea started to crack up as they watched Dena still shaking, giving an outrageously weird speech.
"We're sorry, but I have yet to see anyone who comes to this tower for 'productive' reasons of which you may be suggesting." Roger slid on his blazer with a smirk.
"I know. Seriously, Dee," Chelsea folded her arms, "you're joking, right? I know we haven't spoke in a long time, but you don't have to stalk me just to hinder my life. This is so unlike you."
Dena rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't even give you the pleasure. It just so happened that you two stumbled into the tower and I decided to come to the tower today. Why? Do you guys have a schedule?"
"Wow. I'm speechless. Is Whitman being a bitch? Someone finally got her period, Ms. Late-bloomer." Chelsea shook her platinum blond hair, giving an evil glare with her blue eyes. "Whatever, I can't believe you're still obsessed with me."
Dena laughed, "Which is why you always have to steal my so-calledseconds. David, Owen, Craig, and now, Roger?…… Anyway, once people see this picture, you, me and the whole school will know that you've been cheating with your boyfriend. Your image will be ruined, unless you start doing your actions elsewhere. That goes for you too, Davies."
Roger had to laugh as he heard Dena. "She has a point, dear."
"Oh, shut up. You have your wish now, but you'll get what's coming to you one of these days."
Dena shrugged casually, "I bet."
"C'mon Davies." Chelsea dragged Roger down the stairs as he muttered a 'goodbye'.
As soon as they left, Dena plopped herself back on the ground. "What a rush." Never in her Gryffindor days had she ever stood up for herself like that. Sure, there was the dry comment here in there, but nothing too harsh. Here, she actually won. She actually fought back….. and it felt good.
And so, she continued it. Not everyday, but every now and then. She never interrupted romantic dates, but if it was a snog off about to develop into something nasty, she stopped it. No one, especially the young ones, wanted to see that.