A/N: You guys are splendid! I really appreciate the support I have been getting. But one story that hasn't been getting a lot of support (well, it has some) is Untouched by Isabella Jynx!!!! COME ON PEOPLE!!!!! Lol, okay, but still. And to you people who reviewed, guessing about who Oliver is engaged to, you could be wrong! Don't jump to conclusions!

Disclaimer: AHAHAH! NO! I don't own it! Leave me alone! Haha, just kidding, don't leave me alone, but still....I don't own it....

Once again, thanks mucho, and well, enough of my ramblings.



Oiver walked me home that night. There was a warm breeze that circled around us. I kept my eyes towards the ground, and my arms crossed. Olive kept his in his pockets and we talked about everything. We used to just talk when we were in Hogwarts, but he graduated and that's the end of that story.

"I miss this," I whispered after a moment of silence between us.

"Miss what?" Oliver asked, looking at me. I looked into his eyes, his gorgeous, big, brown eyes.

"This. Just talking like we used to."

"I do too," he said, "we should do it more often." I laughed a little and nodded, agreeing that seeing each other more often would be great. We reached the stairs that led up to my apartment.

"Well, this is where you drop me off," I commented, smiling. I didn't want to leave him.

"I guess so." That accent remained in my mind forever. It was so soothing to me, whenever I was upset or distressed, Oliver was always there for me, he would hug me, hold me, and talk to me, and his voice just helped for some reason. I needed a hug right now.

"Can I have a hug?" I asked. Once I spoke, I regretted saying it because I felt like a little girl.

"Sure."

We put our arms around each other and I closed my eyes. I rest my forehead on his neck and I felt my heart rate slow down, but speed up at the same time. I really wished he were mine, but it wouldn't happen. I knew it wouldn't. He put his hand on the back of my neck and kissed the top of my head. I looked up at him, not letting go. He smiled, and since he has an infectious smile, I couldn't help but grin too. Oliver dropped his arms, as did I.

"I'll be looking for your owl, Katie," he told me.

I nodded and replied, "Don't worry, you'll see him."

"Bye, Katie. I had a great time tonight."

"Me too," I smiled. "Bye, Oliver." We waved goodbye and he left, leaving me standing like an idiot. I leaned up against the wall behind me. I tilted my head up and closed my eyes again. "Oh man, Oliver. This is one big mess."

"Handsome young man, wasn't he?" I heard someone say. I looked over and saw my short elderly neighbor.

I smiled. "Hello Mrs. Waltman."

She returned the smile and started up the stairs with her cat Taffy in her arms. I thought she was the most adorable old lady I have ever met.

"Do you want help up the stairs?" I asked.

"Oh, no, no. So do tell me, who was that dashing young man you were with?"

"Oh, Oliver Wood. We're good friends. Nothing more." I sighed on the inside. "So don't get any ideas."

She smiled and stroked her purring cat. "Well, you two make a cute pair, I hope you know." She stopped at her door and I held the door open for her.

"Good night, Mrs. Waltman," I murmured. I shut the door and ran up the stairs to my apartment, hoping to catch Alicia.

Alicia stood in the doorway after I opened it and threw her arms in the air. "Katie!" she yelled. She had a kazoo in her mouth and she blew it loudly. She stopped immediately, seeing the frown on my face. "Katie? What's wrong? Is everything okay?"

I moved for the couch and sat down. A sigh escaped my mouth as Alicia sat beside me. "He has a girlfriend."

"No way!" Alicia exclaimed disbelievingly.

"Yes way. In fact, he's even engaged to her!"

"Oh my God, Katie!"

"I know, I couldn't believe it either. Man! I was so hoping that he was available! I knew he was too good to be true."

Alicia was silent for a moment, but then smiled as she came up with an idea. "Get up, we're going."

I raised my eyebrow. "Going where?"

"Out. We're going to go to The Portkey." The Portkey was a little club Alicia and I went to occasionally.

"I don't know, Alicia."

"Oh, come on!" she pleaded

I nodded and Alicia jumped off the couch to change her clothes. I got up and went into the kitchen to look through the Daily Prophet, looking for engagement announcements. I didn't get very far though, Alicia appeared in front of me, ready to go.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's GO!" she shrieked excitedly.

We laughed and apparated to the dark and humid place known as The Portkey.

"I'm going to get a drink," I yelled over the loud music playing.

Alicia nodded and I left her. Over at the bar I gave my order to the bartender and he got mixing. Another girl came up and ordered a margarita. Whenever someone had a margarita, it always reminded me of Sophie; she inhaled those. I looked over to see who requested the drink.

"Sophie?" I asked. She looked over at me and beamed.

"Katie?" It was her!

"Sophie! It's so great to see you!"

"Likewise!" she shouted over the beat. I got my drink and took a sip. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I had a bad day," I answered. Well, I did!

"Sad! I'm here because I'm bored." We laughed and drank. I took a look at her hand and saw a ring on her finger. She was engaged! I remembered Jackson telling me.

"Jackson told me you got engaged," I told her. She held up her hand for me to inspect. "It's beautiful! It seems everyone I know is getting married! Whose the lucky man?"

She grinned and replied, "Oh, no one special."

"Stop teasing me! Who?"

"Oliver Wood." I felt my jaw drop as Sophie's grin grew. It all made sense! I flashed back to the picture on Oliver's mantle, it was a picture of Sophie.

"Congratulations," I said monotonously. "I'm a friend of his."

"Really?" She took a swig of her drink and finished it off, "Well, it's a small world, isn't it?"

"Yes, very, very small. Excuse me, I have to find Alicia."

Well, I found Alicia, dancing with some stranger, and I dragged her off and told her the whole story. She seemed uninterested. Oh I knew I couldn't trust her with a few alcoholic beverages! I made her leave the club with me. She couldn't be left like this. We apparated back to our apartment where she passed out immediately. I couldn't help but laugh at her body on the ground. Less than gracefully, I picked her up and put her on the couch.

After a very refreshing shower, I got into bed and laid in the moonlight flooding my room. Oh Oliver. How I miss you.

The next morning I went into the living room to find my roommate, but she moved herself to her bedroom in the middle of the night. I laughed to myself and got dressed. Alicia wasn't getting up for a while, so I wrote her a note:

Alicia you freak:

It's me, your dear, dear roommate. I left you this note letting you know I went to work, and I wish you the best of luck getting through the day.

Smiles!

Katie

Man, I am so weird.

I apparated to Quality Quidditch Supplies, and Jackson was behind the register, counting money. Wait, if he knew his sister was engaged to Oliver, why didn't he tell me? I approached him and he smiled.

"How did your 'date' go?"

"Jackson, if you knew Sophie was engaged to him, why didn't you tell me?" I practically yelled.

"Whoa! Stop yelling in my store! First of all, she never told me who her fiancée is. I was just as curious as you were. And secondly, she's going to marry Oliver Wood? The Oliver Wood?"

"Yes, Jackson." He smiled stupidly. "Oh, get over yourself." Can you tell I was still bitter about the whole subject?

Lunch arrived, and I needed a break, badly. As I was walking towards the ice cream parlor, I passed the owl-post office. Oliver's voice quickly flashed through my mind, "Owl me." I decided to go in to write him, just to get it over with. I took a seat in one of the chairs where I could write. I picked up the quill and paused, barely touching the parchment. What would I say? Words quickly came to me as I wrote:

Oliver,

Why didn't you tell me you were engaged to Sophie? She's a very good friend of mine! So far, so good. Oh, and go to Alicia's bakery for your wedding cake. She's very talented at what she does, I should know, I live with her. Write me back soon.

Katie.

It wasn't much, but at least I was writing him. I paid the man behind the counter and tied the parchment to the owl. It seemed to know where to go because it flew off, nearly taking my hand with it.



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"Alicia. Don't you think you're adding too much icing to that cake?" I acknowledged to Alicia, who was baking a cake for her brother.

"No, he likes it this way. Don't ask, he's just weird like that."

I laughed and shook my head, my eyes falling back to the page of the Prophet. I read the headline, "'Hippogriff stampede rages through local wizards zoo.' Well, that doesn't happen everyday, does it?" Alicia and I laughed heartily. Hippogriffs...they get me every time.

There was a quick rap on the door. I took a sip from my drink. "I'll get it." I slid off my chair, wondering who it could be, but what was more important, did I look good? I mean, whoever it is, I still have to look good for them! Quickly running my hand through my hair, I opened the door.

"Jackson?" I gasped.

Jackson stood in front of me, smiling weakly.

"Hey, is it all right if I come in?" he questioned. I ushered him in, offering him a seat, but he rejected. "I'm only here for a minute."

"All right. What's up?"

"Well, Katie," Jackson seemed to be struggling for words, he ran a hand through his hair and let it rest on the back of his neck, "I've been thinking a lot lately, and after a long debate with myself, I came up with a conclusion."

"A conclusion to what?" I asked, what was he getting at?

"Katie, I really, really like you as a friend, and you're a very good friend of mine. But I was wondering if maybe, you would like to be my girlfriend?"

"What? You're joking, right?" Okay, Jackson was a very big prankster, but I didn't think he was kidding this time!

He shook his head, "No, I'm not. I just think that you're, you know, there are no words that can describe how I feel for you." Honestly, that was the most romantic thing I have ever heard!

Very hesitantly, very caught up in the moment, I responded, "I would love to."

That doesn't happen everyday.

A/N: A/N: MUWHAHAHA!! Ah...I'm completely satisfied with that chapter. Are you? Once again THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to my reviewers!!!

Oh, and what I said about jumping to conclusions, you can in this story, but NOT IN REAL LIFE!!!! Hehe.

Next Chapter- You know. I don't even know. Lol!