A/N: Attention! This is definitely a filler chapter & a product of the WORST writer's block I have EVER had in my LIFE. Yeah, it's that serious. Haha. But if you're in the mood for a bunch of nothing, this is the chapter for you! And to everyone who predicted that Fred would find the list…congratulations, & to me, I need to work on my suspense skills. Oh well.

/This could be my one last chance

To make you understand,

I'd do anything to hold you in my arms,

Try and make you laugh 'cause somehow

I just can't put you in the past/

--Simple Plan, "Anything"

I had a dream that night that Lee, Angelina, Alicia, George and I were picnicking alongside the lake, watching the giant squid sunbathe. I had on a sundress and one of those cool hats. George was eating a sandwich made from Mrs. Norris. I was happy, but couldn't for the life of me figure out where Fred was. I scanned the school grounds but saw no sign of the familiar bright red hair. Odd…

Suddenly, I heard loud, melodious laughter coming from across the lake. Annoyed, I turned to see who it was and what should I see but Fred Weasley and Sarah Fawcett in a rowboat, laughing and giggling together. Sarah was in a sundress too and her pretty dark hair fell in loose ringlets around her bare, tanned shoulders. She was putting her painted bare toes in Fred's face and he, dressed in a vest and bow tie, was kissing each one of them with a lovesick look on his face.

"No!" I yelled angrily. "That is my wanna-be boyfriend you're messing with!" and I threw myself into the lake, swimming madly over to the rowboat.

"Katie Bell, what are you doing?" Sarah exclaimed as I attempted to overturn the boat. "Freddy!" she screamed and grabbed onto him.

"You little hussy!" I spat, successfully dumping the pair of them into the water.

Sarah made to reach for Fred, but I cut in between them. "Don't you dare!" I cried, taking off my sunhat and brandishing it like a weapon at her. Apparently Sarah couldn't swim because she seemed to be having trouble treading water. "Little devil," I thought. "Serves her right."

"Katie Bell," she gurgled, "You are a witch! And not the good kind! You've ruined this perfect moment!"

"That's not all I'm about to ruin!" I said savagely, grabbing her throat and attempting to strangle her. She gagged as I shook her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth…

"Katie!"

"Shut up, I'm strangling you!"

"Katie! Are you alright?"

"Wha!"

I jumped and sat straight up in bed. Sweat was pouring from my forehead and back. Gross. Who knew I was this nasty?

"Katie, you're not well," Alicia said. I could barely make her out in the darkness. It must have been in the middle of the night; she was still wearing pyjamas. I felt my forehead. It was hot. Right, so, I didn't feel amazing…big deal.

"Where's Fred?" I asked impatiently.

Alicia looked confused. "Umm…I think he's in bed. It is two in the morning…"

"I need to go see him. Now," I said, pushing away the covers.

"Katie, no," Alicia said, holding me down. "You're sick. And it's still two in the morning."

"Al, you don't understand," I growled, trying to push her away. "I have to go. He needs to know I love him before Sarah Fawcett—er—before he knows Sarah Fawcett does!"

"Forget it, Katie," Alicia said firmly, "You've had a bad dream, that's all."

"You were the one who said I needed to get a move on!" I protested, struggling to push past her.

"Yeah, but not at two in the morning when you're sick! Now do everyone a favor and go back to bed? I seriously doubt anything will happen between now and breakfast."

I sighed and lay back down. Okay, so maybe she was right…my energy was spent anyway. When I woke up again, I felt in no way better. In fact, I might have even been worse. I was congested and still having chills. I was beginning to regret my stupid flights of fancy from the past two days involving the cold weather. Katie, you are an arse, I told myself. Still, I was not being stopped from getting a hold of Fred Weasley before Fawcett could. Did I mention how extremely competitive I am?

I was halfway up before Angelina shoved me back down again. "Ohhh no," she said, "You are not going anywhere today.

"Ange, it's Sunday!" I moaned. "How strenuous can it be?"

"You're sick!"

"Am dot!"

She stared at me.

"Okay, so…poidt take-ed, but…ACHOO!"

"Oh yeah. You're staying here." Now Alicia was against me, too?

"You guys both suck," I complained. "I cad't stay id bed all day! I have to dell Fred that I love hib!"

"Not like that you aren't," Angelina said sternly. "I'm not letting you ruin this moment for yourself."

"Please! Like I'b go-eeg to ruid this! Just by being---ACHOO!"

I got rid of the nose drainage as Angelina fastened her pearl earrings into her ears. "You ruin enough stuff when you're not sick," she said, rolling her eyes.

I glared at her grumpily. Some friend. Whatever. She and her cutting remarks weren't going to ruin my day.

"I'd go-eeg to get sub Pebber-Up potion," I explained. "Den I will be as good as dew." I began, once again, to climb out of bed.

"Katie, no!" Alicia sighed, exasperated. "You're allergic, you know that. Last time you had Pepper-Up potion, we found you trying to declare your undying love to Professor Flitwick!"

"I dod't care if I dry to bak love to a centaur as long as I'b Fred's girlfred! ACHOO!"

"Well you won't remain his girlfriend very long if he finds out you've been impregnated by a centaur, will you?" Angelina rolled her eyes.

"Dry to udderstad this!" I yelled as loudly as I could. "Sarah Fawcett is hot od the heels of by crush! I cad't just stadd by and let her ruid by life!"

"You're not going to," Alicia said sweetly, "You won't be standing. You'll be laying down."

I stared at her disdainfully. "If dat was your idea of a joke, id wasd't fuddy."

"Look Katie," Angelina explained, sitting down on the foot of my bed, "Alicia and I figured it all out while you were asleep. I'm going out with Oliver all day, and she'll b here to—er—keep an eye on Fred for you, okay?"

"You will?" I asked, looking at Alicia dubiously. I mean, the girl was sweet, but you never knew when she was going to decide to get revenge. After all, I did snog her one and only lover.

"Of course," she said easily. Right, so Al's a bigger person than me. I can accept that.

I sighed, however. I wasn't exactly thrilled to be spending all day cooped up in one room, especially when Fred was only a few hundred meters away, but I suppose it was for the best. I really didn't feel well…

"Good, well that's all settled then," Angelina said happily, picking up her purse and going to check her hair one last time.

"How cub you're go-eeg out?" I asked jealously. "I thought you were bad at Olibur."

She sighed. "Not mad. He's taking me out to our favorite restaurant today to figure things out after he leaves school. How we'll…stay in contact."

"So you're staying together, then?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah, looks that way!" Angelina smiled. "I'm so happy. Anyway, have a good day, you two!"

And she flounced out the door. Alicia and I looked at each other.

"Today sucks," I pronounced.

"You should get some rest," she said, fluffing up my pillow and drawing a water pitcher out of nowhere. She set it beside my bed. "If you need anything, I'll be downstairs."

"Add I'b supposed to contact you…how?"

"Oh…right. Um, I guess I'll come check on you every now and then. But seriously, Katie, you should get some sleep."

"How cub I'b the only wud who got sick?" I shouted at the door as she left.

No answer. Well, I guess all there was left to do was sleep…so I did.

I next woke up at around three in the afternoon. I still didn't feel anybody. I shivered as I pulled the blankets around me. Why me?

"Oh, you're up," Alicia said brightly, walking into the room. "I was starting to get worried about you. You were freaking out about not doing your transfiguration homework in your sleep…I was really starting to get worried about you."

I ignored her. "What's Fred do-eeg?"

She shrugged. "Umm…nothing. We're just sitting around. He…er…was wondering where you were."

I smiled, gratified. "Really?"

"Yeah. He kind of wanted to come see you…"

"And!"

"I said no."

"Allie!"

"Katie, it's for your own good! Do you really want to hook up with him when you're sick and haven't showered all day?"

My pride was a little hurt. "Al, I don't care whad I look like. I wadt to see hib!"

"Trust me, you'll be happier this way."

"You suck."

"Sorry."

Okay, that was it. Something had to be done. I waited until Alicia had left again and securely fastened the door before I crawled out of bed and under my four-poster. I pulled out a pair of converse, an old pumpkin pastie, and a bad potions essay before I found Harry Potter's invisibility cloak. I still hadn't given it back to him after borrowing it to stalk Fred and Hermione. My friends were being idiots, it was time to take matters into my own hands. They obviously weren't going to let me leave while I was sick, so I'd have to find some way to not be sick. And as much as I'd argued, I really didn't want to declare my love for Fred with greasy hair. So I'd have to wait until tomorrow. But I needed to be at school for that to happen. Again, I needed to find some way to not be sick. And I'd do anything. So, as I opened up the door, I decided I'd go to the hospital wing. What better place to find Pepper-Up Potion?