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The Crazy Life

Chapter 17

Tuesday, November 16th my dorm in the early hours of the morning

I forgave Lee, but I was forced. Angelina and Fred (I swear those two were made for each other!) practically threw me and Lee while yelling, "Forgive and forget or die." I mean, I didn't really have a choice. Fred, I could handle, but Angelina would kill me. And I'm not in the mood to die. I mean, my whole 'lonely lady with fifty fish' life is already planned out. You can't just abandon plans like that! All of those fish! Who would take care of them?

My hair is still, unfortunately, red. And lets just say it wasn't a happy experience for my mum when she found out. She just happened to pop in that one evening in the Common Room.

"Katie, you really need to stop zoning out," Alicia said to me.

"Yeah, it's quite annoying now that I think about it," Angelina said also.

"It's like you," Fred started but he was cut off by a pop. Yes a pop. Apparently, my mum has learned how to make sound effects when she just appears on my shoulder now. Merlin, this is just going to get annoying. You know it will. Just randomly throughout the night pop! POP! Gah.

"Katie, dear," Mum said. "I was wondering whether- AH!"

"AH!" I screamed back at her. Merlin, I have a bad habit of doing that. That's another thing I've got to add to that list. I don't even remember where I put that. There's another: Stop-losing things.

"Yo-your hair!" Mum screeched, picking up a small piece of my hair in her tiny hands.

"Tis red, Mum," I said to her proudly. I'm not sure why I said it proudly. I think it's growing on me. I just said it wasn't earlier. I've got to stop contradicting myself.

"I see that, Katie," mum said. "Why would you dye your hair?" Oh great. Here comes the screaming match.

"It's not my fault!" I yelled back. Yeah, I got the yelling gene from her too. I bet she regrets that one. Bwahaha.

My mum didn't know what to say so she popped off. I bet Dad went and made her tea or something. I swear, she's a tea addict.

Everyone is still completely baffled at why she just randomly pops everywhere. And I am, too actually. Just randomly. With all my luck, her next visit will be during a Quidditch match or something. I wonder how she'd like that, seeing as I'm still on the team. Oh! Maybe a bludger will knock her off! That'd suck.

Hey look! Tis an owl. Why wouldn't it just come at breakfast?

I opened my window and the owl flies in and lands on my head. Hey! It's Kevin's owl! What does he want now?

Katie!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (You know it would have been better if it actually came on my birthday but I guess it's the thought that counts… right?) You probably got this a day early. (Maybe he's not as dumb as I thought!) I have bad timing when it comes to owls. (Then how'd you know it'd get here a day early?) I'm better bringing the stuff myself on a broom. (Last time he tried that he landed in the Whomping Willow.) But I didn't want to risk it because of the high security and the whole tree thing. (Finally! Some common sense! GO KEVIN!)

Well, I'm going to be nice and hope you have a bloody brilliant birthday. You'll get my present in a few days. (Should I be scared?) It's nothing fancy, but I think I was committed to getting you something due to the whole 'big brother' factor. (Nah, you don't need to get me anything.) And I considered not getting you anything. (But you're my big brother! There's that contradiction again!) But if Mum found out she would have killed me. (Yes, yes she would have.) And I'm not in the mood to die. (Neither am I. I guess it runs in the family.) So I'm going to be the perfect brother. Happy Birthday!

Lurve,

Kevin

Should I be scared to know what he got me? I mean… it's Kevin. One year he gave me an acid pop… but I was a smart child and already learned not to take anything from him. I'm proud of myself.

Not to mention Fred and George told me the story about how they gave Ron one. Not before Kevin gave me one though… I didn't even know them then.

Wait, how would Mum find out? I thought her and dad and Kevin weren't talking? Now I'm just baffled.

Kevin,

Hola, Brother! Yeah, you could have sent it a day later and it would have actually gotten to me on my birthday! Isn't that just amazing? But, before we get into details I have a question.

Are you and Mum on speaking terms again? Because the last time I checked… you weren't. And your letter just completely confused me because of the whole 'if Mum finds out…' thing.

If you're talking again then I deserve to know! Yeah, I know. I shocker. I mean who tells people these things, right? You know the whole 'Big Brother' factor you mentioned? Shouldn't you fill me in because I'm the Little Sister? Oh, wait. That wouldn't make sense. I'm on a sarcasm streak in case you didn't notice… that wasn't sarcasm though… because I really am on one. Oh great. You're probably confused, I'm confused. What's the world but one big ball of confusion?

Okay, I'm going to go before my head explodes and my brain leaks out from my ears.

Love,

Your favorite sister whom you should tell everything!

Katie

That pretty much covers all that I was going to tell him. I attached the letter to his owl's leg and it flew out the window. I watched it until it was only a little black speck and then Debbie's alarm went off, signaling to everyone else that they need to get their lazy arses out of bed.

I watched as Leanne tried to conceal her hair once more (hers is staying in too… it's like someone put a sticking charm on it or something) and Debbie frantically try to wake up Courtney.

Once Courtney got up, she was searching around her bed. "Has anyone seen my wand? I need to go and put another sticking charm on the shampoo," Courtney complained. She has too many worries about how her hair smells. But it keeps our hair smelling good all the same….

Wait, what did she just say? Leanne and me spun around so fast it was if we were a couple of tornados… okay that was my lame attempt at a metaphor. Or was it a simile? I don't know my English very well…. Hmm….

Anyway, back to reality.

"What do you mean sticking charm?" I asked darkly. I think I'm going to kill her.

"Well, the smell of the shampoo never stays so I put a permanent sticking charm on it," Courtney explained.

I went mad as Leanne screamed. I did the only thing that came to mind. I socked Courtney. Right in the face. That… probably wasn't the smartest thing to do seeing as she jumped back and pulled my hair….

Honestly. Who pulls hair? I shoved her off me. She landed on her bed and I just stumbled back.

Oops. I gave her a bloody nose. I didn't mean for that to happen.

She looked kind of mad after that. Leanne and Debbie looked horrified and I felt terrible. I hope I don't get in trouble… she started it after all. I could have had this whole hair thing sorted out but no. Nope. Darn you Courtney.

Jenna, who was pretty much the only one who kept sane through out this whole time, waved her wand and fixed Courtney's nose. At least she has no proof that I did anything.

I think Courtney was going to try to hit me but Jenna held her back. Leanne looked like she was about to hit her too so I just grabbed her wrist and pulled her down the stairs.

"She could of at least told us," Leanne complained as we sat down in the Common Room, still in our pajamas.

"Yeah," I agreed. "I wonder how long that sticking charm is going to stick…."

"Hopefully not long," Leanne said. "I hate it."

"Damn you Lee Jordan," I said looking into the boy's staircase. "We still need to get ready and stuff."

"I'm not going back up there," Leanne said grimly. Wow, after all these years, she's getting some of my mean stubborn side. Took her long enough!

"I have an idea," I said. "Come on."

She looked kind of scared. I know I would be. Who listens to Katie Bell anyway? Especially when she has an 'idea'.

"Where are we going?" she asked as I led her up to the boys' dorms.

"To take a shower," I said simply.

Poor Leanne looked horrified. "But, we can't in there. It's the boys dorm!"

"Psh, they don't have cooties or anything… well at least when they shower they don't because otherwise they smell like peaches with massive body odor," I explained. Leanne scrunched up her nose. Whoops. I think I went into too much detail. "Besides," I continued. "I have power over them."

Once we got to the fifth year landing, I banged on the door.

Lee opened the door, rubbing his eyes.

"Katie, what do you want?" he asked. I couldn't help but laugh. He was wearing pajama bottoms with brooms all over them. You would laugh too. Merlin, now all that I have to do is get all the Weasley's in those pajamas and count them off as Weasley, Weasley, and Weasley. That would make my day.

"What?" I asked, forgetting why I was there. He raised and eye brow. "Oh! We need your showers."

"What? Why?" Lee asked as Fred came over to the door.

"Who's here? Ohhh. Looking for some excitement ladies?" he asked with a wink. I laughed and punched him in the shoulder and he walked away complaining. Man, I still have got to cut that out. I mean, look what happened this morning.

"Katie got in a fight with our room mate and we can't be in the same room as her," Leanne explained. Wow, she's not as shy as I thought!

"What do you mean fight?" Lee asked.

"She punched her," Leanne said simply and proudly.

"Leanne!" I yelled. Great, now everyone thinks I'm violent!

"Any blood?" Lee asked excitedly.

No Leanne, please.

"Yes. Loads!" Leanne exclaimed. Gah!

"Can we just use your bathroom?" I said, getting to the point.

"Yeah, sure," Lee said dully, walking back over to his bed as we walked into the bathroom.

Well, first we had to go through his room. Merlin, I swear it was like Gah I can't think of any more metaphors. Similes…. Whatever! It was a mess. Leanne was directly behind me.

"And I thought our room was messy," Leanne said. It's not that bad.

"This one's horrible," I said, not bothering to whisper.

"We can hear you," George said. Hey! Since when was he up? Well, actually, you think they'd all be like… GIRLS! But no… they don't care. That's good for us.

"No you can't," I said to him. "Go back to sleep."

He turned over in his bed and me and Leanne walked to their bathroom.

After taking over the whole thing and yelling at Fred and George that if they don't leave they won't have proof that their guys anymore, we got out of the showers (there were more then one) and realized we didn't bring extra clothes.

"Leanne," I said, horrified.

"Yeah, Katie?" she asked.

"We didn't bring anything we needed?" I pointed out.

"Bloody hell, you're right," Leanne said. We looked around the bathroom. Nothing but towels and tooth brushes.

I walked over to the door and poked my head out, "Hey! Lee!"

Lee rolled over in his bed and looked at me. I smiled my most convincing smile and said, "Be a buddy?"

He looked annoyed but walked over here anyway. "What do you need?"

"Can you get Debbie, our room mate, to get us clothes… because we kind of forget them…" I explained.

"And how do you expect me to do that?" Lee asked.

"Fly up the stairs and knock on the door," I said. I swear if he doesn't help us I'm going to resort to begging.

"Gah, fine," Lee said. He turned away and asked Fred for his broom.

"Sorry, mate," Fred said. Aha. "I locked mine in the Quidditch shed. Ask George."

Lee asked George and his was also in the shed.

I heard Leanne gasp and I did the same.

Lee turned back and WHOA! Lee… Leanne. It's like… the same name but with an 'Anne' added to one of them!

This was not good. We'd already sent our clothes down the laundry shoot. Now what?

"Katie?" Leanne asked.

"Yeah," I said all flustered and what not.

"What are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

"I could give you guys some of our clothes?" Lee suggested.

I looked at Leanne. Do you know how much this sucks? Walking through the Common Room in over sized guy clothes in the wee hours of the morning is not a fun thing to do. Especially when little ickle first and second years are whispering and you just know it's about you.

I glared as hard as I could at them as we walked back into the girls dorms. They looked kind of scared. Serves them right. Today has not been my day either. I think this is just not my week. That's just not right seeing as it's my birthweek and all. (Sorry guys, I had to add it.)

Once I got back up to my dorm, Courtney was in the shower and Debbie and Jenna were almost ready, just fixing their hair and putting on their shoes and stuff.

"What happened to you?" Jenna asked us, sounding concerned as she look at our attire.

Okay, I guess it might have looked comical seeing two girls in oversized jeans and extremely baggy shirts.

"We didn't want to be around it," I said.

"It being Courtney," Leanne supplied.

We both looked at her and laughed for a second. "So we went up to the boys dorms to shower."

"But we forgot to bring clothes and we'd already tossed our pajamas down the shoot," Leanne finished.

"So we borrowed clothes," I said, "and here we are."

"Wow," was all Jenna could say.

We stood there awkwardly in oversized guys clothes until we head a high pitched "AHHH!" coming from the shower.

"What was that?" Leanne asked, taking a step back.

"I think I might know," I said, grinning evilly. There are some things I just don't tell you, notebook.

Courtney marched out of the bathroom. It was rather comical because all of the fog came out and swirled around her and we had to wait until it cleared to actually see why she screamed…. Even though I already knew.

After all the fog cleared, we saw what the problem was. Her nice, natural, long blond hair was now blue. Unlike Leanne's and mine, which was at least, a natural color to someone. hers was blue.

"WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY TO THIS?" she screamed at me. I knew it was directed at me because I was the one who did it.

"Revenge is sweet?" I said uncertainly.

Later that Day

Do you know how boring divination is? And completely useless. I think I've already told you this and what not but that's okay because I'm bored. We're supposed to be taking notes on what we see in the orbs and what not. Instead I'm writing this.

Anyway, about this morning. I also put a permanent sticking charm on her shampoo because I just have my ways. Not to mention I added the blue dye to is so it's kind of stuck like that. Well, at least until ours wears out. I'm not going to dye over mine because I kind of like it now. I don't know about Leanne though.

Lunch

"When do we get our clothes back?" George asked me.

"When I feel like it," I replied. So what if I don't have an answer.

"But I liked those pajama bottoms I lent you!" George complained. That's just like George. Always thinking of himself. Ehe.

"Yeah, and that t-shirt cost me a pretty sickle," Lee said, taking a drink of pumpkin juice.

I laughed at him and he rolled his eyes. I know that look. It's the 'oh great we're never getting our crap back' look. That is a good look, my friend.

Okay, well, I hope you liked the chapter. It was really a pointless chapter and once again I'm thanking MOTHER CRUMPET for the ideas because she just straight up rocks. All applaud to Mother Crumpet. Okay… now if any of you want any thing to happen in a specific way email me or leave a comment and I'll be sure to put it in here. Well, I'll try. :p