Conquering the Captains Hussy

Chapter two: Scott MacGregor

By Lady Arre.

Disclaimer: all sexy Oliver Woods are the property of JK Rowling, and all Katie Bells are the property of Oliver Wood, all scott macgregors are the property of scott Macgregor and no intentional misuse is intended by myself. Anything else recognisable isn't mine either, I'm just a high school student who's bored and broke. Don't sue because you won't make tuppence.

Katie bell had some problems; the first was quite obviously that all her friends believed that she wanted to jump Oliver wood: quidditch psycho extraordinaire. Secondly, her list of alliances included the Weasley twins Gred and Forge, (or Fred and George, depending on which way you look at it) which meant that she'd never be allowed to roll over, go back to sleep and forget about it, and thirdly that they were all right in believing that she wanted to jump Oliver Wood.

If to this dastardly list one threw in the fact that Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor keeper, and quidditch psycho extraordinaire, had the most horrible bog monster in the history of mud puddles currently attracting all his attention up the belt of said bog monster, it was no wonder that Katie bell couldn't focus on doing aerobics.

But then, if the truth be told, she hadn't that much patience with aerobics anyway.

"Come on, get with it Katharine" Marcia Hollis exclaimed. "Faster, and it's your left side first, no! The left!"

Alicia groaned, "I hate aerobics" she hissed at her friends, her lungs heaving from the work out. It wasn't after all even quidditch season yet and they weren't in the best shape. Katie looked up at the boys, Oliver had had them doing drills on their brooms, working on their speed. But it looked as if they had finished, Katie looked around for them and was ready to strangle Oliver when she saw that they were all changed. The twins were watching Marcia give the demonstration and Katie didn't like the look on their faces. Harry was just leaving with his friend Ron. Angelina noticed Katie watching them and turned to look.

"Oh that's rich!" she huffed, turned on her heel and walked off on Marcia. The others let out a soft chuckle at the look on her face and followed promptly. Marcia stopped, confused, and shouted after them "girls wait! you need to warm down!"

Katie snorted and turned around, "And I plan to do that in the nice hot shower that waiting for me just inside that door there" she ran after the other girls while Marcia turned to Oliver for sympathy. Against Katie's wishes, Oliver happily obliged.

Katie sighed and walked into the change room. Alicia and Angelina were already in the showers, and just the smell of Angelina's shower gel, made Katie hurry up and get into the third cubicle, which was just under the window that faced the pitch. She could hear Marcia complaining to Oliver about her.

"Ollie, she's so rude to me, can't you talk to her?"

Oliver mumbled something that Katie couldn't hear.

"If you really liked me you would go tell her off." Katie could see her pouting at Oliver and was shocked at the speed at which the noises of them kissing passed over the wall. Katie turned the shower away from her and ran the cold water; she bit back a giggle and pointed the nozzle so that it sprayed out the window.

Marcia squealed, and Katie felt the surges of triumph rush through her. At least she was getting a little of her own back.

Still grinning Katie wrapped a towel around her hair and dried herself off. Angelina and Alicia had already left judging by the noise level. Katie flicked her hair about a bit and walked out of the change room. Oliver was leaning on the wall, his quidditch robes open and soaking wet. Marcia had left.

"Bell!" Oliver called as Katie began to walk back up to the castle. Making a direct point not to look at him, Katie turned to see Oliver running after her.

"Bell? Why are you giving marsh such a hard time?" Oliver asked. "You could use with the work out you know!"

Katie stopped walking "say what?"

"Oliver turned to her, "I didn't mean it like that, I mean, that, well Katie you could be so much thinner, like Marcia for instance, she's tiny I can like pick her up with one arm"

"Oliver, she's like anorexic!"

"She eats, just not junk food like you!"

"Just get lost Wood" Katie stormed off leaving Oliver standing alone in the middle of the pathway.

Fred and George were standing at the common room door when she got up to Gryffindor tower, their hair still wet from quidditch practise. Fred grinned at her as she walked past. George seemed to have shared his brainwave because as soon as she was through the porthole they both ran and tackled her and shook their hair all over her.

"Thanks" she mumbled drolly and shook them off, "now i'm all wet again"

"What's up Bellikins?"

"Nothing"
"Katie" Georges tone was comically reproaching and it made Katie smile, "I'm fine George, just wood being a loser"

"You still got the hotpants for him huh?" Fred laughed

"No"

"We both"

"Know"

"You do" the twins finished off together.

Katie laughed, "I don't boys, its Oliver I mean come on!" she laughed and hoped they bought it, but doubt was worming its way through her head. She might actually, as Fred put it, have the hotpants for Oliver, but the way he was acting lately all she wanted to do was send her brother after him and watch happily while Thomas put him through a wall.

Fred pulled a sceptic face, "whatever, if the others are still up there can you give them a hurry up?"
Katie nodded and ran up the stairs; Angelina and Alicia were just coming out of their dorm.

"Kates!" Angelina hollered, simply for the effect.

"Hey Katie, don't look out the window okay" Alicia said pulling on her hoodie,

"Why?"
"Because you'll have a full view of Wood and his marsh-thing" Angelina said pulling a face, "someone should throw water at them!"

Katie sniggered loudly, "mission accomplished"

The others laughed, "anyways Fred and George are waiting for you, so you better get a move on, before they get distracted and start blowing things up"

"Hear hear"

Katie wandered in the dorm and sat down on her bed; she kicked off her shoes, which she was absolutely terrible at keeping track of, and sighed. She stood up and before she was aware of it found her self looking through the window down at Marcia Hollis and Oliver Wood.A pang of jealousy thundered through her stomach and Katie turned to the mirror. It wasn't as if they were right, Katie argued with her reflection. It was Oliver for goodness sakes! Her Quidditch captain! She couldn't possibly be jealous that he was currently outside making out, raunchily, with the 'marsh-thing'.

And what the hell did he mean by his little rant earlier? She wasn't as skinny as his girlfriend was, granted; but very few people were and to the best of her knowledge Oliver Wood had never liked skinny girls anyway. And Marcia was flat-chested, which Katie knew her captain hated.

But the fact was that he was outside making out with her and Katie was sitting on her bed arguing with her reflection. It didn't shine all that favourably on Katie's self pep talk.

Katie sighed loudly, and lay back on her bed. What the hell was going on, she had a crush on Oliver wood, stupid freaking Oliver wood, Oliver wood who had just told her that she was fat, Oliver wood who was currently having his face sucked off by a bog-monster…

"For merlins sake Katie get it together!" Katie hissed at her reflection and pulled her hair from its ponytail.

The mirror hummed the tune of 'Scotland the Brave' at her and she glared at it, it chuckled. "What's wrong, lass?"

"I just had to get the Scottish mirror didn't I?" she commented. The mirror chuckled again,

"Now come on lassie, surely we Scots aren't all that bad? What about that nice Scottish boy on your quidditch team, he's a nice hunk of spunk isn't he?"

"You know you're really not helping"

"Sorry about that, but you really do need to get over your Scots phobia"

"I do not have a Scots phobia!"
"Then why don't you think young Oliver wood is hot? Every other girl in this castle seems to, even some of the professors"

"Okay you, you, you can just stop… right now. for starters that really quite disturbing.Secondly; maybe I do have a tiny weakness for certain Scottish boys, but it wouldn't matter anyway because certain Scottish boys are currently making out with certain marsh-things"

"Okay now we're getting somewhere, admittance is three quarters of solution after all"
"do you even have a name funny Scottish mirror man?" Katie asked, getting a little annoyed.

"I do actually, its Macgregor, Scott Macgregor"

"Well then"
"so you admit that you really badly want to jump Oliver?"

"No"
"are you sure?"

"Maybe"
"maybe you're sure?"

"do you realise that when Ange and Licia get back up here there going to ask me what I've been up to, and that I'll look like a twat if I tell them I've been having a counselling session with the mirror?"

Scott chuckled, "but they bribed me into doing this"

"They what!"

"They want you to admit that you have a thing for Wood so they can help you get him"

"Scott Macgregor!"

"What?" the mirror's voice was indignant. Katie scowled.

"Don't 'what' me like that; you know very well that that isn't fair on me"

"But you'll end up being the one kissing Oliver"

"What if I don't want to be kissing Oliver?"

"Right. Now you just being defiant" Scott Macgregor tutted and Katie could all but see her mother appearing and agreeing with her mirror. Merlin that sounded psychotic, Katie thought.

"So?" Scott encouraged.

"So? So what?" Katie was deliberately annoying him now.

"Do you like Oliver?"

"Nope" Katie grinned and put her sheet over the mirror, Scott humphed and went quiet.

"Now then" Katie turned to the window. Oliver and Marcia were still sucking face. Katie shook her head, "s'pity really, he seems to be enjoying himself"

Scott tutted, "do you really think that Oliver wood enjoys snogging a quidditch-infidel?"

Katie pulled the sheet from the mirror and grinned, "I think I do likeyou a little after all mirror mirror"

"Who is the fairest one of all?"

Katie looked at her mirror curiously

"Aye lass, cheer up you'll have Wood within the week"

Authors note: sorry I took so long updating, I had camp. Twas very fun though. Anyway please review and tell me what you thought, reviews make me happy, and happy people don't kill their husbands. So go press the button!

disclaimer I don't own legally blonde either guys which is where the "happy people don't kill their husbands" is from