I hope you liked the last chapter! Sorry about all of the 'just kiddings'! ;-p I was on the phone at the time… and well… things got crazy when I asked what to write next. Darn that Monica. Oh, and thanks to the couple of you who read my little one-shot. I was bored before church so I typed it up quick.
This chapter might be a little on the weird side. Actually, they all are on the weird side. But this one might be a little bit more. Ehe.
The Crazy Life
Saturday, September 26th, Just waking up, about 8:30 AM
Good Lord, where am I? Oh, that's right. I'm in the team room. How is everyone still asleep? Wait, Angelina's up. Funny, she's usually the late riser. Something odd is going on here.
"Morning Ang," I said to her.
She was looking out the window in a daze and seemed startled that anyone else was up. Strange, that's normally Alicia.
Maybe they switched bodies! Shaddup little alien man. You know they did! Just like your brother told you. I stopped listening to him years ago. Go away alien! I'm a good alien. But you're still an alien. Go invade someone else's head. Oh yeah? Like who? I don't know! Go for Oliver or something. Good Lord child, and disrupt him from his Quidditch thoughts? It'd help me a buttload. Yes, but I like to annoy you. Fine, stay in my head, see if I care. Whatever.
Then it giggled. Who knew aliens could giggle. Hey, I guess you learn something new every day. Of course you do, love. GET OUT!
"Oh, Katie?" Ang said to me, waving a hand in front of my face. "Are you alright?"
"Fine and dandy," I said sarcastically. Wait; am I supposed to be working on that? Don't ask me. I'm the annoying little alien, if you don't remember. Well make yourself useful and remember stuff for me! Aye, aye skipper! Aliens, I'm telling ya. I can hear you, you know. It's not like I have satellite in here.
"Why are you up so early? Aren't you normally a late riser?" Ang asked.
"Merlin, I don't know anymore. My sleeping schedule is screwed so I'm all messed up," I confessed.
"Well, it's not like you weren't messed up before," she said with a laugh.
"You're implying that I'm messed up?" I asked.
"Yes, well, I didn't hide it very well, did I?" she asked me.
"Nope," I laughed.
"Wow. Normally I sleep in for a while when I can," Ang started. "This is really weird. It's only what? 8:35?"
"Something like that," I said, looking out the window. "It's weird."
"What is?"
"Knowing that just a few hours ago it was terrible weather. Bad enough to make even your hair frizz. And now, well not it's nice out. Nice in September," I said. Wow, I haven't said something that nice in a while. Who's the nice one in the group? Alicia? I think she's rubbing off on me! Darn that Alicia.
"You've got a point. I still can't believe we got locked in here," Ang said. She's right it's bizarre.
"Yeah, it's awfully strange, isn't it?" I asked. "You'd think Oliver would lock the doors with any possible spell so that his beloved plays wouldn't get ruined or cold or something.
"Tell me about it," she agreed, laughing. "Why'd we have so many pizzas last night?" That was random. WILL YOU SHUT UP! I'm just saying, you have very random friends! Sheesh. Don't you have other friends? Are you implying that you want more aliens in your head. Gah. I had better be imagining this. I probably am. Yeah, yeah.
"Beeecauuuuse…" I started. "Honestly, I have no idea. But the point is, we can leave as soon as everyone gets up."
"We could leave them…" Ang said. I love that child. She's so evil. It's amazing her and Alicia are friends.
Wednesday, September 30th, attempting to regain the feeling in my legs in the Common Room
Gah, I officially hate Oliver Wood. He might look nice on the outside but I swear to Merlin he's a demon child on the inside. He can… he can… Oh God, I can't even think of anything threatening to say I'm so tired out. And that's saying something since I took out Flint the other day. He's still in the Hospital wing. Seems that when I broke his nose, I also did some damage to his brain. Whoops. Oh well.
ANYway. That demon… thing made us have a practice. IN THIS WEATHER! I swear, if it were any colder it would have snowed. It was raining. And not like a drizzle either. As in like… fully blown raining. I swear, once I get some dogs, they are going to eat Oliver for breakfast.
"You look cold," said a voice from behind my head.
"No… way…." I said dully, turning around to see Harry. He raised an eyebrow at me. "Oh, sorry Harry. I didn't know that it was you."
"It's okay," Harry said. "But you do look cold. From Quidditch, right?"
Duh.
But I didn't say that. "Yeah, the rain. You know," is what I said.
"Yeah, well Hermione taught me this spell," he said, pulling out his wand. He muttered something under his breath and I could feel my legs again. And my hands and everything. I think I found a God.
"Oh my gosh! Harry! I love you!" I shout. I jump up (because now I can feel my legs. YAY!) and hug Harry. I think I scared some of the others because they all kind of took a step back. Oh, well.
"Running… out… air," Harry gasped. Whoops.
I let go of him and said, "Sorry, but now I'm warm. You get brownie points. Wood on the other hand, well … lets just say you took his and more. A lot more. He didn't have that many to begin with."
"Yeah, um… thanks Katie?" he said. I think I scared him too. Man, I almost killed him. Ha, that's more then Voldemort can say. And mine was even an accident. Ha! I laugh in your face, Voldemort! TAKE THAT! Whoot! What now?
My God love, have you taken your medicine today? GAH!
Anyway, Harry kind of walked away slowly.
October 15th, before breakfast.
I FOUND YOU! Not that I lost you or anything! BUT I FOUND YOU! And now I shall get ready.
Potions, pretending to 'take notes'
I am now going to explain what I was talking about. See, I put you down for one second and then your gone. I think Fred and George took you. The gits. But I couldn't find you for two weeks! It was so depressing.
Then some how, (it was just like magic, I swear) you were under my dresser and it looked like nothing had happened at all.
But any- hey look. A note.
Me- Regular
Fred- Bold
I see you have found your 'dairy' as our beloved George calls it.
So you did take it!
I never said that.
Then how did you know it was missing?
It could be because you were running around the Common Room for three days straight like a chicken with it's head cut off screaming 'DAMNIT! WHERE THE HELL IS MY DI-NOTEBOOK!'
I never did that.
I have it recorded.
Damn.
So where was it?
You should know. You hid it.
Did not.
And you read it too!
Nuh-uh.
Yeah-huh.
Sure Katie-Kate-Kate.
Fred… what the hell?
Bloody hell. Déjà vu! You said that in the other note.
Fred… what. The. Hell?
But… but…
I'm looking away now…
Well, that was strange. But… hey! I did say that in the other note. Gah, he wins.
October 17th Dinner
It's so depressing. I'm here all by myself. The twins have detention with Snape, Alicia and Angelina are doing something in the library, Lee's plotting for the next explosion or something, and I have not been reduced to hanging out with Oliver. But I'm close
Hey look! Loop hole!
"Hey, Harry," I said to Harry. His friends were behind him with confused looks on their faces.
"Hello, Katie," he said. "What are you up to today?"
"Well taking into consideration that the day is almost over with, pretty much nothing," I replied. Man, my life has gone bonkers hasn't it? Well… it's boring anyway.
"Oh… right," he said, starting to walk away.
Okay, now that's just sad. I'm being ditched by a thirteen year old. Pathetic Katie. You need a life.
Is patheticness on my list? Gah, I'll add it later.
"I heard you're the one who beat up Flint," Ron said, with a down right happy look.
"Yeaaas," I said slowly. "But that was like a month ago. AND I've been getting harassing letters." Oh, I forgot to write that part down. I'll explain later!
"And you did it because he threw Lee Jordan into the lake?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow. Damn smarty pants thinks that she knows everything.
"We still don't know the side effects of the spell he used," I said in my own defense. I am not going to get put down by a bloody thirteen year old…. Deary, if you do, I'll laugh. I'm ignoring you.
"Yes, but no spell could have side effects waiting to happen for almost a month," Hermione said, crossing her arms and giving me that look. You know. The whole 'I'm smarter then you and I can prove you wrong by anything so why don't you just give up here and now' look. I hate that look.
"You don't know everything," I said, crossing my own arms and pulling my wand out of my sleeve, just in case. Yes, I put my wand in my sleeve. Bite me.
She laughed. Gah, I hate younger people who laugh at me because they think they're smarter than me. Even if I'm supposed to be nice, and make them respect their elders. I could so take her.
I was about to say something when Ron opened his mouth, "Don't mind her. We were just on the way to the hospital wing. It seems that her medication is wearing off."
Hermione looked astonished. Harry looked like he was about to laugh and Ron was dragging those two away. They're so cute together. Ron and Hermione that is. MY bet is that they'll be together by the end of their 7th year.
This chapter is really short. Like… 7 or 8 pages shorter. Sorry. I couldn't think of what to write. But I wanted to post before the holidays so that I could wish all of you a Happy Christmas or a Happy Hanukkah or other holidays that I can't think of right now. But HAPPY HOLIDAYS! And Happy New year!
Snuffles
