CONGRADULATIONS TO: shadow929 For Being the 100th reviewer! AND I'm so glad that you all like the story. For the last chapter I had serious writers block so I just made it as random as I possibly could… and that meant many muggle games. But then again… a little cliffhanger, I guess you could call it, at the end. Grins

Okay. I have a proposition if you'd like to call it that. I'm thinking of ways to end the story… but that would mean… fewer chapters obviously but they'd be longer. How would you like that? I'm brainstorming like crazy here so er… let me know. Gracias.

Still up in the dorm with Lee and Leanne…

"What do you mean I might not like this?" I asked, danger in my voice. Yeah, so maybe I don't want my hair to be bright pink for the rest of my life.

I always thought Lee was a good boy.

Well, alien lady, you were wrong.

Well obviously.

Well, actually, he's not bad per say…but he can cause chaos.

But you're hair.

Yes, it's pink.

Teens and their mood swings…. Insert eye rolling here.

Oye.

"Well, it says here," Lee started. "That the hair will turn from a red, to a pink, and then to black over a three month period. Then after that, the hair will turn to its original state for about a week or so before going back to red. After all that is done, the hair will turn to its original color in about a week."

I looked over at Leanne. We both looked shocked and angry. It's insane. Red, pink, black, blond, red. Gah.

"Please tell me you're kidding, Lee," I said, grabbing his arm. Ehe, so what if I like to be dramatic.

"How'd you know?" Lee asked, frowning.

"Wait… you… were kidding?" I asked. Thank Merlin.

"No, but … well kind of. The pink should wear off in about a day or two, then it'll turn black for about four days and then back to it's original color," Lee explained. Well, that's not nearly as bad as the other explanation.

Leanne and me both sighed with relief. Then, simultaneously, we both smacked Lee in the head. She's starting to think like me, too. I'm so proud.

"Why lie?" she asked with her hands on her hips as she glared at Lee.

Lee just grinned. I grabbed his hand and squeezed his fingers. Not softly and gently in a loving sort of way. More so in a haha this is just part of your revenge way.

"Hey Katie?" he asked, looking down at his fingers.

"Yes Lee?" I said, not letting up on my grip.

"I think my hand is falling off."

"Oh, do you now?" I asked, smirking. I love smirking. It's like… an evil grin. Whoot! Evil grin.

"Yes, and I don't think my fingers are supposed to be purple," he said, trying to pull away.

"Aw, such a shame. I've always liked your hands," I said.

He tilted his head and pouted his lip.

Damn.

This is not good.

I'm not good at this.

Keep the grip, Katie.

He's not going to get to you.

Double damn.

He brought in the eyes.

Maybe if I just slowly back away.

Triple damn.

Okay, I gave in.

Lee sighed with relief.

"Hey, look!" Lee exclaimed, wiggling his fingers. Leanne and me looked over at his hand. "NORMAL SKIN COLOR!"

I rolled my eyes. I give in too easily. I swear I'm a walking contradiction. There's the stubbornness and then the giving in easily…ness. And all that jazz. Bummer.

Leanne laughed and I was going to smack Lee. I'm so abusive. I've got to work on that. Gah.

Anyway. So now it's me and Lee and Leanne all sitting in Lee's dorm. Bored. On a Friday night. What to do? What to do?

"Do my feet smell?" Lee asked, taking off his sock.

"Merlin, Lee, are you really that bored," I said, shoving his sock back into his hand. Hey, they guy may be awesome but his feet aren't.

"Yeaaaasssss," Lee complained. Go. Freaking. Figure.

Yeah. I'm that bored.

"KATIE!" came Fred's shout.

"FRED!" I shouted back.

"GUESS WHAT!"

"WHAT?"

"We have… and idea," George whispered, jumping up from behind me. So what if I didn't see them sneak in here. There's nothing wrong with some healthy … not paying attentionness. Grin. And I just wrote grin. Wow, Katie, wow.

We could play a game.

I'm not playing a game with the alien in my head.

"What would your idea be?" I asked as the twins pulled my up by my arms.

"Twould be," George started, but Fred stopped him.

"Not in front of the others," he whispered urgently.

Oh. It's a secret.

YAY!

"What can't you say in front of me?" Lee asked, looking disappointed.

"Many things my dear Lee," George said with a grin.

Lee frowned and looked confused. Poor Lee. Oh well. At least I'm saved from boredom. Go Fred and George!

The twins dragged me into the Common Room. Which actually doesn't make sense seeing as there's about twenty people down there. But whatever. The twins know what they're doing.

I hope.

"Okay, so what have you got for me?" I asked, turning to look at the two.

"Well, first of," Fred started. "Do you want to get back at Lee for the whole hair thing?"

I grinned evilly. Finally, something that I can use as revenge.

"HECK YES!" I shouted. Okay, so maybe I shouldn't be so loud about it. Eh, oh well. No one cares.

"Good," my brilliant friend George said. "We have options."

OPTIONS? Options! They're giving me options on how to get back at my boyfriend. I think I left the universe on a little vacation and went to this little place called cake world.

Or sweet revenge. But you have to admit. Cake does sound pretty dang good right now.

"Plan A," Fred started, poofing up a little chalk board thing and one of those weird pointer things. "Die Lee's hair. Yes, I know, plain but effective." Fred whacked the chalkboard and a little chalk Lee appeared with bright blue chalk hair. The little Lee ran screaming, well they were like speech bubbles, around the chalkboard and there was a little chalk Katie, and a chalk Fred, and a chalk George pointing and laughing. Oh, harsh. "As you can see, little chalk Lee." I'm just mentioning… THAT RYHMES! "is screaming out his little chalk soul and that gives the chalk Katie and twins a reason to laugh." Fred then poofed away the little chalk people.

"Plan B," George said. Oh, a new one. "We shave off Lee's hair." George tapped the pointer thing to the board and a little bald chalk Lee appeared. And once again little chalk Katie and twins were right there laughing at him. "We could give him a hair regrowth potion after we've had our fill of laughter." Merlin, they sound professional.

I nodded my approval to both of these plans. They were, indeed, very good. And the use of chalkboards makes me feel smart.

"Plan C," Fred said. Oh, there's more. "You and Lee go on a romantic date." George butts in by wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed. "And then we run out and trap him in a box. His fear of small spaces will make him… well scared."

"That one's a little mean," I pointed out. Well, it is! Lee might wet his pants. That'd be amusing… but sad and I'd feel bad. "It's like throwing me in a room filled with icky bugs." I shivered. I hate bugs. Gah.

George nodded, pointed to the chalkboard, and said, "Plan D. We wait until he's asleep and then strap Lee to a flotation device." Yes, I know. They sound too smart. I mean, flotation device. Come on. Someone's been practicing their vocabulary…. Anyway, there was a picture of what looked like a pond and something in the middle of it floating and jumping at the same time. And, also, a tentacle was poking out of the water. Oh, I get it. "And push him out into the lake. The giant squid will have a grand ol' time poking his back until Lee gives him food."

"Oh, I like that one," I commented. I did. It was devilish and amusing at the same time. "There'd be brilliant pictures."

"That there would be," Fred said with a grin. "We could advertise. Many humorous hours to be spent laughing at the boy who was tickled by the giant squid."

Okay, so maybe they took the laughing part a little too far.

"What else you got?" I asked, looking excited. I know I did because Fred and George were laughing at me. Don't you just love my friends?

I love them as much as I trust them.

Then you much love them very much.

I wouldn't trust them with so much as a moldy pickle.

Well, who asked you?

Well, you weren't asking anyone in particular, now were you?

Yes, but I didn't ask you to respond, now did I?

I'm going to go bake!

You do that!

Bloody alien, she's always causing mayhem.

"Well, that's it for now," George said with a sigh. Eh, oh well. "But we're still in the thinking process." He tapped his head with the pointer thing.

"Well, don't hurt yourselves," I said. "Speaking of hurting, I'd better go save Lee from Leanne. She's probably killed him by now."

They waved to me as I ran back up to the boy's dorm.

Surprisingly, Lee wasn't lying dead on the floor but he was talking with Leanne in a somewhat civil manner. I'm shocked!

"Hello there," I said suspiciously, sitting on the floor in between the two. I trust them… but not when they could be plotting something against me. Not that I did anything to Leanne, but who knows. Maybe it's annual plot against girlfriend day in some random country or something. I'll have to look into that. I wonder if they have books on it in the library…

Leanne looked excited and Lee looked like he was hiding something. Just like my parents at…

Crap. I've got to start Christmas shopping! That's what tomorrows for!

Sunday, December 5th

Merlin, yesterday was a nightmare. I had to dodge three teachers so I wouldn't get caught in Zonko's when I was looking for the twin's presents.

Flitwick was in there. The lady at the counter gave him a weird look and questioned why he wasn't at the school. He gave her some lame reason about buying pranking things to show his class the magical work of charms that were put into it.

Then McGonagal walked in. Merlin only knows what she was doing there! I saw her over by the candy. I think she might have a sweet tooth.

Then Dumbledore! DUMBLEDORE OF ALL PEOPLE! But he said he was buying something for his brother's goat. What a goat would do with an exploding map, I'll never know.

But I almost knocked over three shelves when I was trying to avoid him. And I still think he saw me. I swear, that man has x-ray vision or something.

Anyway, I ended up leaving the shop before I could buy anything with the fear of being caught out of bounds with a mass murderer on the lose.

I went into this one place, Hats by the Dozen, lets call it, and guess what? Not only do they sell hats, but that also sell gloves! Who would have thought? Anyway, I bought the twins these Irish hats because I know that they support Ireland and what not.

George got this awesome white and green striped one with a cool dancing leprechaun on it. And Fred got one with a spinning shamrock on the top. They'd better like them because I thought that they were awesome.

I went to a jewelry shop for Alicia because I know she has this thing for necklaces. I bought her one with the Chinese symbol for Quidditch. I can't really explain the symbol except that it has these random lines… but that's what they all are like… But, I thought that she would like it. The actual symbol was in black but the chain was silver. I want it… but I can't have it. Bummer.

Anyway, I bought Angelina this awesome mood ring. It wasn't a cheesy fake one like the muggle's have got. It was actually really nice. And this way we'll all know whether or not we need to stay clear of her when she's not to happy or something.

And I bought Leanne and Debbie the same thing. It was the newest Weird Sisters CD. And a book. A book on how to be more assertive. I mean, I can only teach them so much.

Sadly, I didn't find anything for Lee. I have to sneak out again next week. I tried to look but there wasn't anything I could actually find for him. It wasn't fair. I'm not good at shopping period. I mean, I bought the twins hats! They're awesome hats though. But I don't know what to buy for a boyfriend. And I don't want to ask because whoever I ask will bombard me with questions of what I got the others and my friends just don't know when to shut up. I swear, once I asked them about this kind of cake and they went ballistic trying to figure out whose birthday it was. And it wasn't a birthday! I just wanted cake!

So basically, I'm just baffled at what to get him. Bloody responsibilities.

Wednesday December 8th

Who gives out a three-foot essay in December? I mean really! It's the time for happy and Christmas and no classes! But no. Bloody Professor Snape gives us a freaking three-foot essay due Friday. And when did he assign it, you ask? Today. And yes. It's due in two days. Now, some, like Hermione Granger, would say this is an easy task. But it isn't for someone who's Quidditch Captain decides to be a jerk head and schedule practice.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love Quidditch as much as the next girl but not for four hours straight without a break. I swear, we have to enter Oliver into St. Mungos before his head explodes. Too much Quidditch can cause migraines. I read it in the Quibbler once.

So maybe I shouldn't trust everything I read. But, if you get hit in the head with a bludger or a quaffle then you might just get a migraine. But hey, don't trust someone who plays Quidditch. That just wouldn't make sense!

Anyway, the bloody essay is on what one might use the sleeping potion for. I mean, really. I wonder. It's not like they'd use it for sleep or anything. Not sleep! Never sleep!

"You've got to quit complaining."

"Don't bother me, Lee, I'm trying to do my essay," I said. Lee sat next to me on the couch and put his arm around me. Mmm. He smells good. I wonder what cologne he uses. I'll have to but it and smell him when he's not around. Okay, that's just stalkish, Katie, don't think like that.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry," Lee said. "I didn't know that you'd be handing in your diary for an essay."

"It's not a diary!" I protested. Why do people keep thinking that? If it were a diary then it'd have my name and little gold swirls and such! This has no such thing. It doesn't have my name, just random doodles! No gold! No Katie Bell! So ha. "It is simply a notebook where I write my demented teen thoughts." So I sound like I'm from a novel! Big deal!

"Ah, I see you like the way I smell," Lee commented, taking Mr. Notebook (Oh Merlin, I just named it!) and reading what I wrote. Good thing I didn't put his gift in there. Not that I got him anything yet. "You know, Katie, that whatever you think goes in here and frankly, I'm offended you don't know what to get me! I Firebolt will do just fine, thanks."

"You do smell good," I admitted. "But I want my dia-notebook back!"

"HA! YOU CALLED IT A DIARY!"

There is no point to my life.

"Did not!"

"Real mature, Katie."

"But that's why you love me!"

I can protest if I want. Woo!

"Yes, I suppose you're right," Lee said, leaning over and kissing me. Aw, stupid surprise attacks.

I swear, that's not nice. One day he'll catch me in midsneeze and somebody will not end up happy. Or, I'll think it's him but it won't be so I'll just go with it and it'll be a little first year or something. Ew. Shiver.

"How could you possibly be thinking when we kiss?" Lee asked. What? Since when did he suddenly learn to multi task?

"How could you possibly be reading my thoughts?" I asked. I love being mature. It's just fun.

What a jerk head.

Yeah, he kissed me again. Man, I wish I had a banana. I'd hit him with it.

"Did you just say you'd hit me with a banana?"

Whoops.

Insert blushing to the extreme right about…

… here.

"Would you rather a coconut?" Smooth Katie. Real smooth.

That night.

Since Lee distracted me for about two hours, I have to work on the bloody essay now. It's not fun. I'm so exhausted. Because after I left Lee to do my stupid essay, Oliver came over and demanded a practice. So I had to go to practice and still do the essay.

Why not put it off until tomorrow night, you might ask? Because I'll forget and end up doing it in breakfast. And then I might fail potions even more. I swear, if I'm going to become an international Quidditch player, who needs potions?

And, yes, I do change my life job every other day.

December 15th

Well, I had to hide my notebook because Lee had fun reading it that one night a week ago. And I forgot where I hid it. But then I remembered. And, I have some pretty good news! I got my potions essay back. I got an E!

I know, it's not an O but it's close enough. I mean either way, it's not an A or whatever.

Oh, and I found out what kind of cologne Lee wears. It's Mr. Wizard. Man, I had a field day with that one. I don't think I've seen Lee that red. I told him it was part of his initial payback.

Which reminds me. The twins and me have decided on plan D. It was one of the better ones. You know, with the floaty thing and the squid. I don't think we're actually going to have pictures though. That'd be just a little too mean.

Oh yeah! I found a gift for Lee. I liked it. I hope he will. Part of it was a picture I found of the two of us from my first year. He was giving me a noogie and I was blushing like mad. So I might have had a mini crush on him at the time. Big deal! So, I doubled it and put it in a frame. And I also got him some more cologne, because that Mr. Wizard, no matter how goofy the name, smells pretty damn good. And, finally, I gave him a slinky. I mean, it's a muggle toy. It's bound to entertain a wizard… or give them something to complain about. Eh, either way, he's occupied.

Whoa, I just realized. There's only ten days until Christmas! I'll have to start my singing.

I can't believe you didn't mention that I was sitting right next to you!

Why are you here anyway, George?

Fred's with Angelina and Alicia's doing homework and Lee's practicing for Quidditch.

Lee's not even on the team!

That's what I said! But he said he had to practice his voice.

Wow.

"Katie! Come quick!" Debbie's head shot into the dorm.

"What's up, Debbie?" I asked, setting down Mr. Notebook. Okay, this naming thing has gone too far.

"There's a fight!"

"And this concerns me… how?" I asked. I'm not sure where this was going.

"Lee's in it!"

Merlin!

Well, the only time I might have moved faster was when I played Quidditch for the first time. What a rush. ANYWAY.

I grabbed George's wrist and we ran down into the Common Room. There was no fight.

"Come on Katie!" Debbie shouted, grabbing my wrist causing a Debbie, Katie, George chain. She trailed us out to the hallway.

And there I saw it. Lee, who looked slightly angry and slightly amused at the same time, and … Andrew, who just looked mad. They were walking a circle. Why the hell are they fighting?

They're both insanely nice! Andrew's just a little creepy.

There was a circle of students standing around them, talking like it was nothing. If it weren't Lee and Andrew, it'd be rather amusing, actually.

"You don't deserve her!" Andrew bellowed. Who doesn't Lee deserve?

"Oh, that makes sense, right?" Lee commented back, his arms crossed.

It doesn't help that I have no idea why they were ducking it out in front of the Gryffindor Common Room. Should someone explain? I think they should.

At least I'm not alone… George looks just as confused. Hey! Alicia's filling him in.

"Debbie! What's going on?" I asked urgently, tugging at her sleeve.

"Isn't it obvious?" Debbie said, smacking her forehead. "They're fighting over you!!"

What?

WHAT?

I didn't do anything! And even if I did I'd want to fight the person!

"Why?" I asked, confused. I mean really, who wouldn't be confused.

Whoa, Andrew just tried to punch Lee but Lee ducked and he hit … the Fat Lady. Ha! That just made my day. Now she's trying to yell at him… but he's trying to punch Lee again.

"I didn't do anything! I want to fight my own battles!" I bellowed. And here comes the complaining. "Why would they fight? I'd hit them both if they did something! I can stick up for myself!"

"Katie! Katie!" Debbie yelled, shaking my shoulders. "Chill! They're not fighting because you did something! They're doing it because they're fighting over you!"

And that's when it hit me.

Yeah, I lied.

"What? Why?" I asked. So, I may be the most oblivious person in the world. No one cares. Okay, so it is annoying not knowing….

"Katie, you're too oblivious for your own good," Debbie said sympathetically. Okay, now I'm just confused. Why is she being sympathetic?

"Okay, explain this again?" I asked as Lee dodged yet another swing from Andrew. I'm proud of Lee! He hasn't attempted to hit Andrew. Andrew, on the other hand, would probably jump when Lee's back was turned.

Debbie shook my shoulders and took a deep breath. "Okay, Katie. Listen. Lee and Andrew, well more so Andrew seeing as Lee's not doing anything, are fighting because they both like you!"

And this time, realization actually hit me.

It all makes sense. I mean, I knew they both liked me… but not enough to actually fight.

Now, to be noble, I shall break up the fight.

Okay, so my way wasn't the best way to do it.

I walked right up to Lee and went to kiss him just as Andrew went to hit him.

Lee, because of me, got distracted and turned around and Andrew nailed him in the back of the head and Lee fell on me. Ish. Yeah.

To make a long story short, his chin hit my nose and now it's swollen.

Hospital Wing

"Katie?" Debbie asked a few hours later. We were all in the hospital wing. Well, me, Lee, Debbie, Fred, George, Alicia, Angelina, and Leanne. Andrew is actually in detention. Ew. My nose is swollen. I can feel it.

"Yeah?" I asked, sitting up rubbing my nose.

Lee looked over. "Katie, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to. That jerk hit me and I fell and –"

I WIN!

Well, I shut him up by attempting to kiss him.

Stupid swollen nose. It got in my way. Did you know that if you hit swollen things, then they hurt?

Well, they do.

A lot.

So, basically, I didn't win. Life is just cruel.

"Katie! I'm so sorry!" Lee started again. Great, now he's apologizing again. Merlin, if only my nose didn't hurt. Then I'd shut him up.

Now Katie, don't think like that! Shame on you!

Go away, Fred. It's my note book!

Cough diary cough.

GAH!

Potions

HOW THE HELL DOES SNAPE KNOW ABOUT MY NOSE!

That's right, the potions master knows about my bloody nose and how it happened and EVERYTHING.

It's driving me crazy. I swear, isn't there some sort of student privacy policy or something?

Apparently not.

I just walked into his class and sat down like normal. My nose was almost healed so I wasn't expecting to get any crap from anyone.

But no. Snape just has to mention it. I mean, I know it's Hogwarts and I know people know things but Snape didn't just have to blurt it out!

I was taking notes, not passing them, taking them and he comes up and says, "Ms. Bell, I know that many boys have been fighting over you but that does not give you the right to write to them during my class. Fifty points from Gryffindor!"

THE COW! He can't just take points from me. I ought to slap him. But that might lead to expulsion…. Bummer.

So, the rest of the class I moped about with Leanne who was sad because her boyfriend broke up with her. I didn't know she was seeing anyone… but apparently she was and he dumped her for Cho Chang. Stupid… person.

Yeah, so I'm depressed and out of insults. But, look on the bright side, Katie. You're nose doesn't hurt anymore.

Dinner

"So, Katie," Lee said sweetly, taking me hand. Warmth! But I think he wants something. He's sucking up to me.

"Yes Lee?" I asked, pushing my essay aside, looking over at him. Well, more like glaring at him, trying to figure out what he wanted.

"What do you want for Christmas?" Lee asked.

I wasn't expecting that one. Really! I wasn't! I thought he was going to ask what I got him!

"Whoa! What'd you ask me?" I asked Lee.

"What do you want for Christmas?" Lee asked. Whoa, wave of cologne right there and my hands nice and warm. I can't concentrate.

"I don't know," I said dumbly. Yes, I can get dumb, sadly. Stupid Lee. He makes me dumb.

A/n: Whoot! I updated! Sorry it took so long. My computers been messed up to the extreme. ANYWAY! Just to let you all know, my hand was really cold when I typed this. It was weird! And the slinky thing. There's a kid in my DDP class who did it and I thought it was amusing and cute. Okay, well, I'm off to warm my hands!

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