Oliver and I began to date. I know, I know, it's weird. I mean you know a guy most of your life and then after catching back up after not seeing each other for a few years you just hit it off?
But he was perfect. His perfect body, perfect Scottish accent, perfect ice blue eyes. Granted we got on each other's nerves at times, but then he would fix things in the most romantic ways.
"So what are you and Oliver planning on doing tonight?" Alicia asked me while pouring herself a bowl of cereal in the kitchen. I was screaming at the football game across the room on the couch.
"They should put quidditch on TV so I could watch myself play" I said ignoring what she had asked me.
"Wow, you've been around Oliver too much" Alicia laughed while sitting down next to me.
"What do you mean?" I asked, looking offended.
"You know how people always joke that after a couple is together for a certain amount of time they start to turn into each other?" Alicia said as she took a bite of her cereal.
"I have never heard that before in my life" I said almost laughing and still looking at her like maybe perhaps I should take her to a mental clinic.
"My point is that you sounded like Oliver" She said, finding it not worth it to keep on trying to explain things to me.
"I was only joking!" I said outraged.
"So what are you two doing tonight?" Alicia asked again now that she had my attention.
"Oh…I don't know…why?" I said, eyeing her cereal…I wanted some but they had me on this strict diet and the cereal I had to eat wasn't even worth it.
"Just wondering…did I tell you that I was going away this weekend?" she said putting her arm between me and her bowl to guard it from me.
"No…you're leaving…like I'm going to be here by myself!" I said…I wasn't so much a fan of the creepy muggles that lived around us. I could always hear the one next to us yelling at ten at night and then a guy down the wing loved to hit on me every chance he had, sometimes he would even come to the door and insist on talking to me. Alicia would always yell at him to go away and without her I was scared.
"You're a big girl, you'll survive" Alicia said getting up to go wash her bowl.
"No I won't not with these muggles, plus do you know what the wizarding paparazzi would do to get pictures of me…and that's not even like a cocky statement. They will actually stop at nothing to get them." I said hugging the pillow nearest to me on the couch.
"Well, you'll figure something out I'm sure, but I have to go to a business convention to promote my shop and get some other supplies." Alicia said, throwing another pillow at me.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Alicia went to go answer it.
"Hey Alicia, is Katie home?" I heard a familiar Scottish voice ask. Upon hearing it I ran to the door and leapt into my boyfriend's arms.
"I'll take this as a yes" He laughed putting me back down on the ground.
"You're still in your pajamas at this hour" Oliver asked me as I was safely back on my own feet.
"Yeah well it's not like I had anything to do today." I said.
"I can't argue that" he chuckled.
"So can I ask what it is that has brought you to my wonderful abode tonight?" I said throwing my arms around his neck.
"Well my feet" He said with a smirk and I glared at him.
"No, I was wondering if you wanted to do something tonight…but then I realized on my way over here that I have absolutely no idea of what to do. So if you have any ideas." He said putting his hands on my waist so we were in a dancing position.
"Alright, well, I've witnessed enough cute couple moments for the evening. So I'm going over to Angelina's for a movie marathon. You two can stop by if you want…just no cuteness because our lonely souls won't be able to bear it." Alicia said as she got up, grabbed her purse and keys and walked out the door.
"Well we could do that" Oliver said.
"Yeah we could I suppose…walk there?" I said with an overly exaggerated thinking face on.
We decided that's what we were going to do, so I went and got changed and we headed towards Angelina's house. Did I mention that Angelina lived in the next town over? Well she did and it was probably close to an hour walk. As well with Oliver and I it took twice as long because when we would see something to side track us like a giant chess board, or a playground, and we would stop and enjoy it for a while. So we left my flat at around five thirty and got to Angelina's around seven.
"Did you two walk here?" Alicia asked as we walked through the front door.
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
"You're mental that's all" She said, handing me a bowl of popcorn that Oliver took away as soon as it reached my hands.
"It's low buttered and low salt Ollie so let the girl have some fun" Angelina said laughing at my reaction. I was quick to act like he had told me my life was over by removing the bowl from my hands.
He gave it back reluctantly and we curled up on the floor in front of the couch that Ange and Leesh were sitting on.
"I'm afraid to try some of this in fear that I'll fall in love with it." Oliver said, pointing to the bowl of popcorn that I was cradling in my arms like it was my first born child.
"Strange, that's exactly what I was thinking before the first time I kissed you" I said and stuck my tongue out at him.
"Wait, Oliver you've never had popcorn!?" Angelina yelled in shock.
"Well I've had it, but not since I was about eleven so I don't remember if I liked it or not" he said like it was a normal reason.
"Why haven't you eaten it since then!?" Alicia asked
"Because I've been on a diet for quidditch since then" he shrugged.
"Well now we know why he's going out with Katie…he's completely mental!" Angelina said laughing. I threw a handful of popcorn at her but was quick to get up and steal a handful out of her bowl because I realized that it was a waste of my precious popcorn. The three of them had a good laugh about that but I mean come on it's not everyday anymore that I get the loving glory of eating popcorn.
"See, I don't want to turn into that" Oliver said, still laughing at me.
"I hate to tell you Oliver, but you're the one dating that" Alicia said and I just ignored them and ate my popcorn.
"Are you serious!? Was I drunk or something!?" Oliver said jokingly and jumped up from behind me. When he returned to normal I punched him in the stomach.
"Just try it," I said once we calmed down and offered him some of my precious kernels.
"GASP! It's not everyday that Katie will offer her food to someone…she must love you!" Alicia acted as though she was about to faint.
Oliver laughed and looked at me like 'really?' and I nodded to him to try it…it was like I was telling him to try escargot or something. Finally he grabbed a handful of popcorn and put it in his mouth. Suddenly this very happy, almost childish look overcame his face and he started laughing.
"Now I understand why she is so attached to this stuff!" He said and grabbed another handful of it.
We put in the movie and before it was even halfway over I went to grab a handful of popcorn and hit the bottom of the bowl. As I grasped around for any possible stragglers I heard a giggle come from Oliver's direction.
"Did he eat all of it?" Alicia asked as she must have heard his giggle and figured out what had happened.
"Yes! Ange if he gets fat and I have to dump him it's completely your fault" I laughed.
"Wow I am extremely thirsty!" Oliver said five minutes later.
"Aw welcome to the effects of popcorn, baby" I said laughing at him. He got up and got this HUMONGOUS glass of water and sat back down. He drank that thing like he was shotgunning a beer or something.
"Babe, do you know where the Lou is?" Oliver whispered in my ear about fifteen minutes later.
"Yeah it's right on the other side of that wall" I said pointing to the wall farthest from where we were sitting.
He kissed me on the forehead and got up and left. As soon as he was out of the room two pillows hit me in the back of the head.
"What did I do?!" I asked in protest.
"I said no cuteness!" hissed Alicia.
"Sorry if I can't help having my boyfriend kiss me!" I laughed.
"We're just jealous, pay no mind to us spinsters" Angelina said.
"Well we'll head out at the end of this movie…it's a long walk home." I said. I figured that would leave them the rest of the night to watch movies and wallow like I usually did with them.
When Oliver came back into the room he announced that he was all better and sat down next to me until the movie was over. Then the two of us left. We stopped back at this little park and I ran up and started to swing. I looked up at the sky from my swing. It was dark out but you could still tell that there were some clouds starting to roll in from the horizon.
"Looks like it's going to rain…" I said and there was no answer. I turned around and Oliver was nowhere to be seen.
"Oliver…? OLIVER? OLIVER WHERE ARE YOU!" I screamed…I was terrified I was to be alone… really if you think about it I have every reason to be. With everything that happened my final year at Hogwarts and then being first hand at the battle of Hogwarts and living to tell the tale, I was allowed to be a little jumpy.
"Oliver…" I said again nervously.
Suddenly I heard someone walking down the path to the park. I tensed up, grabbed my wand and was prepared. Then Oliver turned the corner.
"OLIVER DON'T DO THAT!" I yelled and put my wand away.
"I told you I'd be right back," He said calmly.
"I never heard you! I can't stand to be alone! Who knows who could be after me!" I yelled hugging him.
"You're a bit paranoid," he said holding me close.
"Yeah well you tend to be paranoid when you go through what I've been through!" I said holding up my left hand where there was a scar under my pinky from where the necklace touched me.
"I'm sorry Kates…I didn't realize it would have been such a big deal…if it matters I left to get you this'' he said holding up a stuffed lion that was peeking out of a Puddlemore United rucksack that of course said Wood across the top. I took the lion out of the bag and hugged it. I'm a sucker for stuffed animals. This one was perfect too, it wasn't hard like some are and it was that cool super soft fuzzy fur.
"Do you like it?" he asked. "It didn't come with the bag but I saw it and thought it was funny so I bought it too" he said laughing at himself
"Yes I love it!" I said leaping up to kiss him.
I put the lion back into the bag and put the bag on my back. I linked arms with Oliver and we started walking towards my flat. Before the park was even out of sight it started to downpour. I didn't mind that much…I loved the rain. I ran in front of Oliver and started to spin in the rain under a street lamp at the end of the path. He laughed at me and then joined me under the lamp.
"May I have this dance?" he asked as he held out his hand. I took it and he twirled me close to him starting into a slow waltz. Who knows how long we were dancing for.
"Oliver Wood, you might be one of the most romantic guys I've ever met." I said after we had been dancing for a bit.
"Well I would hope so" he said and then kissed my forehead.
Suddenly he just burst out into laughter.
"What in the world is so funny that you have to laugh and ruin this moment?" I said stopping the dance and pulling apart from him.
"Well I was dancing, and I had my eyes closed for awhile, then when I opened them the lion was staring at me." he said in between laughs.
At this we continued to my flat with his arm around my shoulder and the lion. We finally got there and I didn't want to say goodbye.
"The light's not on…Alicia must still be at Angelina's" I thought out loud as we got to the front of the building.
We hugged and kissed goodnight and I headed up to my flat. About halfway up the stairwell I could hear that creepy guy from down the hall talking to my door.
"Katie…I know you're in there…the lights not on so Alicia must not be home…aw Katie just come out here and stop pretending you don't find me attractive". He was slurring into the mail flap.
I turned around, ran out the door, and leaped onto Oliver.
"What are you doing?" Oliver laughed.
"There'sthiscreepyguyatmydoorwhoistryingtotalkmeintocomingoutofmyflatandconfessingmylovetohimwhenIwasn'teveninmyflat!" I said really quickly in one breath.
"Okay okay…do you want me to stay with you?" he asked with a strange look on his face. I didn't care if he was looking at me weird. I was freaked out and there is no way that I was going back to my flat alone with that guy there.
"Which direction does he live?" Oliver asked when the two of us got to the same spot of the stairwell we could hear him, and I pointed straight.
"Okay I have a plan, hide over there and give me your keys" I gave him my keys and he walked up to my door and started to unlock it pretending that he didn't even see the guy.
"Who are you?" the man asked Oliver
"I'm a friend who's watching Katie's plants while she's away." Oliver said calmly.
"You mean Katie is not home?" the creepy man asked like if I wasn't he was about to go blow something up.
"No, her and Alicia went out of town on business…sorry buddy." Oliver said still very calmly and the man shuffled back down the hall and into his flat.
Oliver waited until there was no logical way that the man could still see us and just to make sure he put an invisibility charm over me and walked me into my flat.
"Man that guy is creepy!" Oliver said once we were inside and he put a silencing charm over the flat just in case the guy was listening for movement or something.
"I know…you think I would run after you and make you stay at my flat for a mouse or something." I said looking for any cameras or something the guy could have slipped through the mail slot.
"Honestly, I thought you made him up and just wanted me to stay with you" Oliver said, kinda blushing.
"Yeah well don't be thinking down that path Mr. Wood." I laughed and checked my answering machine.
"Katie it's Alicia I'm going to stay at Angelina's house tonight, so just think of it as practice for this weekend." The machine said.
"What's this weekend?" Oliver asked.
"She's going out of town and leaving me here all alone!" I said in a whiny voice.
"You are really that scared to be alone?" Oliver asked.
"YES! With creepy guys at my door and paparazzi could be anywhere and who knows what other maniacs are still left over from the war!" I nearly cried.
"As for the creepy guy and paparazzi…do you forget that you can do magic? Just make yourself invisible or apparate away from the paparazzi and freak out the creepy guy, the ministry will understand that you did it just to creep him out so he would leave you alone. Just do something silly like transfigure something." He suggested.
"You'll be fine" Oliver finished in a comforting voice and gave me a hug.
I had nothing more to say really so I went into my room, changed into my pajamas, grabbed my stuffed lion, and plopped down in my bed. Oliver came in a while later wrapped his arms around me, kissed my cheek and I fell asleep.
I woke up alone to be in a little ball in the corner of my empty looking bed and this strange smell. I got up and walked into the main room and it was so much stronger in there.
"What's that smell?" I asked, walking out to see Oliver in the kitchen.
"Real food…not a smell I assume you've ever smelt here." He laughed and put a plate down on our breakfast bar.
"I don't think I've ever eaten there either" I said looking strangely at the breakfast bar.
"Where do you eat then?" Oliver looked up at me like I just said that I jump out the window on a regular basis.
"On the couch…" I said, was it weird to always eat on a couch?
"To each her own I suppose" Oliver said staring at the couch like it had just gotten up and done a dance and he wanted to see if it would do it again. I actually started watching to see if it would because I didn't doubt for a second that our couch would.
I sat down and started to eat the eggs, but didn't succeed in finishing them. I don't eat much and this was a full english breakfast with eggs, sausage, beans, the whole jam. So eating the amount that I did was an accomplishment for me. I'm used to the quick sandwich or salad or popcorn meals.
"You're not going to finish it?" Oliver asked, looking at my half full plate.
"I can't, I'm so full I feel like I could explode" I said poking at some eggs with my fork.
"That's not good Katie! You need to eat more or you're going to get sick from exercising so much and not getting enough nutrition." Oliver said in a very doctor-like manner.
I just stared at him for a bit like 'are you serious' and then continued poking my eggs. I'm remembering now that he used to do this to me during school. He would come over and put things on my plate and tell me that I would be late to class if I didn't eat it all then after he was done eating he would come and sit next to me verbally force me to finish.
"Katie, I'm serious you need to eat it." He said looking at me with this trying to push the fact that he is being serious expression.
"Well I can't, so if you don't want to waste it then you eat it. I however am going to go take a shower." I got up and went into the bathroom.
As I was walking into the bathroom I noticed that I was abnormally skinny. Like disgustingly skinny, like to the point where you could see all of my hip bones. I looked nearly anorexic.
I took my shower grossed out by how skinny I was and then went out to the kitchen again and Oliver was there watching TV with this pissed look on his face.
I sat down next to him and leaned against him.
"I'm sorry Ollie you're right, I am too skinny. I was just so full and thought you were being bossy and dumb, but you were right." I said and he looked down at me with a pleased almost laughing look.
"I never thought you would ever tell me I was right" he said with a laugh.
Alicia got home around one. Oliver left shortly after talking to Alicia about something while I was in a trance watching yet another football game.
"So I'm leaving in a couple of hours," Alicia said, charming all of her things together.
Before I knew it I had watched three football games and Alicia was following her floating trunk.
"Bye Katie…" Alicia pulled me out of my trance so that I wouldn't freak out at the end of the game when it was dark and no one was home.
I said bye and realized that she left, but I still got all paranoid when the game was over and no one was home. It was close to ten now and I was tired from not doing anything all day but sit on the couch. You would never know that I was a professional athlete.
I got into my pajamas and grabbed the stuffed lion that Oliver gave me and went back out into the living room to watch a movie.
After the movie I went into my bed and I tried to fall asleep. It didn't happen as easily as I was hoping it would. In fact I couldn't fall asleep at all. I wasn't scared or anything, I just couldn't get to sleep. Normally on nights like this I go and wake up Alicia and we talk or watch a long movie or something. But she wasn't here so I didn't know what to do. Staring at the lion in my arms I suddenly got this brilliant idea to walk to Oliver's house. I have no idea why or what I was thinking while I was leaving but just about a little over halfway to his house I realized how dumb this idea was. I must be one of those super annoying girlfriends who randomly call at five in the morning because "I was thinking". Nope, I was worse, I didn't just call and wake him up, I'm going to show up at his door at four in the morning.
All of this thinking and I still didn't turn back, here I was standing at the door to his flat. I knocked a few times and heard a loud bang and then the sound of someone walking really heavy. Before I could turn around and go home the door started to open. I stood there for a bit looking at the very tired looking Oliver in front of me who looked kind of funny, then again I must have looked even worse because I was in my pajamas and hugging a stuffed lion.
"I don't know why I'm here…I couldn't sleep and something came into my mind to walk to your house and before I knew it I was standing here…" I said trying to find the best explanation as to why I was standing in his doorway at four almost five in the morning.
He just smiled, grunted, picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He brought me inside, closed the door and wandered back into his bedroom with my body hanging limply over his right shoulder. I wasn't kicking or anything because I was still kind of confused as to what was going on. He plopped me down on his bed, picked up his covers from off the ground, which explains the loud crash before he came to the door, and then threw his body down next to mine.
"This any better?" Oliver asked, leaning to look at me with a smile on his face.
"Yeah…sorry for waking you up…" I said feeling super guilty and wishing I could turn back time and not come all the way over here.
"You didn't I was up…actually thinking about going over to your house to check on you when you knock on my door." He said with a laugh and then wrapped his arm over my side and closed his eyes. I put my forehead against his and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up all alone in Oliver's bed so I got up and walked into his kitchen. He smiled and was eating a plate of gross fatty breakfast foods.
"See, I told you that you should eat more." Oliver said nodding to a magazine on the counter.
Katie Bell checks into St. Mungo's with Anorexia was in big bold letters on the front page above a picture of me in a bikini where I look nearly like a skeleton or an inferi.
"People need to get their own lives" I mumbled and started to eat away at some toast before getting up to go watch tv.
"Katie come back here and finish this you are going to get sick" Oliver said with his bossy worried face.
"I will not and I'm not hungry" I yelled back.
"Katie, I just don't want you to get sick!" He started to yell.
"Why? Because it would make you look like a bad captain." I don't know why I was being so weird about this. I just didn't want him telling me what to do.
"Katie stop being ridiculous, I don't want you to get sick because I care about you!" he snapped.
"I'm just not hungry!" I said, grabbed my lion and left.
I walked at a fast pace out the door and I could hear him walking out after me. I really don't know why I was being so weird. I swear it was like someone was taking over my body or something.
"Katie come back inside and just eat something so I will feel better! KATIE!" he shouted after me.
"Oliver I'm not hungry and I don't know why you keep bugging me about the way I eat. Just leave me be." I responded over my shoulder not slowing down.
"Katie, it's not healthy to be eating so little and then running around playing quidditch! You're going to lose so much weight that you're going to get really sick and I love you too much to let you do that to yourself." he shouted and ran his hands through his hair in exacerbation.
"I eat a lot, I just have a fast metabolism!" I fought as he caught up to me.
"Katie you think that but when you sat at home watching tv all day and never left your flat unless you had to you were a decent weight. Now that you're playing quidditch you're losing more fat then you have!" He said, grabbing me to look at him.
"Maybe I'll just quit playing quidditch then and I'll be fine and healthy!" I said trying to break from his grasp.
"I never said that. If you lived life the way you did before you would still be unhealthy because you wouldn't get enough exercise!" He sighed.
"First I'm getting too much exercise, then I'm not getting enough! Make up your mind!" I shouted, starting to cry.
"I never said you had a problem with exercise!" he looked like he was about to cry as well and was getting red in the face with frustration.
"You just said I wouldn't be getting enough!" I spat.
"WOW Katie grow up! I was saying that you need to eat better!" He said as he threw his arms down and away from me.
At this I just turned around and went home. After I got there I was so upset that I just got in a huge fight with Oliver over nothing, I just went to bed.
I was woken up at who knows what time by Angelina bursting into my room.
"What did you two fight about?" She yelled, pulling the covers off of me.
"How did you know we got in a fight?" I groaned, trying to pull a blanket back to cover myself and roll back into a cocoon of shame and sadness.
I felt a weight hit me in the legs. I picked it up and it was a magazine.
Trouble in Puddlemore Paradise was the headline and under it was a picture of me and Oliver fighting in front of his building. I had forgotten that we were fighting in the middle of the road where people could see and hear us.
"Oh he was yelling at me for not eating enough and I flipped out on him." I mumbled and then flopped back into my pillows.
"You guys can't fight, you're the perfect couple!" Angelina said sitting down on my bed.
"Well we have been fighting a lot lately, so if we are perfect I would hate to see what horrible is." I said slamming my face into one of my pillows and pulling the blanket over my head.
"Well just talk to him after practice today" Angelina said like she was my therapist.
"Oh crap, I forgot about practice!" I got up, looked at the time and realized I had ten minutes before I had to be there. Well at least I had almost fourteen hours of sleep to live off of.
I charmed my clothes on, locked my door, said goodbye to Angelina and apparated to practice. I ran into the locker room, got changed and then met everyone on the pitch.
"Bell, you're late!" Henry said as I got on the pitch.
"Sorry I slept late…"I said quietly enough that only he could hear it and then looked to see where Oliver was. He was at the other side of the pitch looking at me. It was awkward when I looked at him because our eyes met.
We started practicing and it would have been just like any other practice except for the horrendous tension that everyone could feel. The worst part was that every time that one of the beaters would have to aim at me Oliver would flip out saying that I would get hurt too easily because I had a "fragile body".
"Berry, Smith, aim at Bell while she is heading towards the goal" Henry yelled from the ground. I started with the quaffle and flew towards Oliver from the other side of the pitch. John hit the bludger and it smacked my broom causing me to the ground.
"BERRY, BE CAREFUL YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HER!" Oliver said flying down next to me.
"Oh so what you wanted me to miss her?" John asked with an attitude.
"If that's what it takes, if you would have hit her body she could have broken something." Oliver said helping me up off the ground even though I was fine.
"Wood, we have this thing called magic and she would have been fine!" John yelled and then flew over to talk to Mica.
"Ollie you're making a fool of yourself. I can handle getting hit by a bludger. I have a hundred times before…most of those times you've witnessed." I said calmly, trying to stop a brawl between my boyfriend and teammate.
"Yes but those times you had more… padding…" Oliver said.
"OLIVER! Do you realize how ridiculous you're making yourself look right now! In front of your entire team! You're treating me like I'm twelve! No, I take that back, you weren't this overprotective when I WAS TWELVE!" I shouted and then felt dumb because everyone was watching us with these very concerned and awkward expressions.
"Alright, that's enough for today. The next practice is Wednesday at noon." Henry said trying to get the team off the field and stop this awkward moment.
"Oliver you're unbelievable" I said in a calm voice and walked into the locker room and apparated to my flat from there before Oliver could come and talk to me.
At four when practice was supposed to be over Angelina called and we talked for a while.
"So how was practice?" Angelina asked.
"Horrible! Oliver was being super overprotective and then he and I got into a fight and it was super awkward to the point that Henry stopped practice early. I was so embarrassed! Just because he is my boyfriend doesn't mean he can act this way!" I yelled. I had been eating all day so my flat was trashed and I felt so sick. Even here while I was on the phone I was eating some crisps.
"Things will get better, they always do." Angelina said trying to comfort me because I had started crying.
"It feels like everyone is judging me. I lose a bunch of weight because I'm a small eater and suddenly I'm starving myself! I'm sure if I gained a few pounds they'd be writing that I wasn't working out hard enough or something" I cried.
"You'd be surprised how many people don't really care what the magazines say," Ange said, still trying to make me feel better.
"I don't know Ange, it doesn't help when your boyfriend is shouting about it to everyone as well. But, I'm not feeling well so I think I'm going to go to bed." I sighed trying to stifle the tears.
I hung up the phone and started towards my room. Halfway there I spotted a spider on the wall and walked over to look at it.
"You're the only one who knows how I feel, little spider. People judge you too don't they, they see you on their walls and instantly think you look disgusting…well I don't think you look gross…I'm going to keep you…and name you Toby." I said to the spider and put it in a container that had small holes in it from when I got angry once and stabbed it with a fork a bunch of times and just never threw it away. Then I got a piece of tape, wrote Toby on it and stuck it to the side of the container.
Finally satisfied, I went back into my room and fell asleep as soon as I hit my bed.
Probably about four hours later I woke up to someone rummaging around the main room.
I waddled out into the room to see who was home.
"Alicia?" I said in a whisper thinking maybe she came home a day early.
When no one answered I continued into the room with my hand on my wand ready in case it was that creepy guy from down the hall or someone trying to rob me.
When I got into the room I saw Oliver cleaning the mess I made with all of the wrappers of the food I had been eating earlier.
"Oliver what are you doing here?" I asked in shock.
"I wanted to come and apologize for being so dumb at practice today and then I didn't want to wake you. So I was sitting in here and started cleaning. It was quite gross by the way…did you know you even had spiders living your food containers?" Oliver said and my eyes went wide.
"Toby…" I said and went into the kitchen to see if he did what I think he did. Sure enough the container was empty.
"WHAT DID YOU DO WITH IT?" I yelled.
"I washed it down the sink…why?" Oliver said, realizing that I was upset about this.
I fell to the floor and started to sob.
"No…why are you crying…what did I do?!" Oliver asked, rushing over to where I was now sitting and crying on the floor.
"It was Toby…I was keeping it as a pet." I sobbed.
"Katie it was a spider…" Oliver said like I was an irrational toddler.
"Yeah and it was disgusting right…" I cried.
"Katie, I'm sorry I didn't know." Oliver said.
"Oliver just leave" I said, trying not to look at him.
"Are you serious…I come here to say that you're right, I was being dumb. I clean your flat and you're mad at me!" Oliver said not believing that I was mad at him for killing a spider.
"I never asked you to clean…actually I liked it better all messy and you just have to change everything don't you…I'm too skinny, too messy, too immature…" I started yelling.
"Katie you're right you are too immature! You refuse to eat and throw a tantrum when someone tells you to. You're mad at me for killing a spider! And you can't stand to be alone! You act younger than the first years at Hogwarts!" Oliver started to yell.
"GO! RIGHT NOW GET OUT OF MY FLAT!" I screamed at this point.
"WON'T YOU BE TOO SCARED TO BE ALONE?" Oliver screamed back, mocking me.
"JUST LEAVE!" I screamed and he did. As soon as the door was closed I fell back to the floor continuing to sob.
That was it….that was the end of our relationship…we broke up because he killed a spider. It was in every magazine and newspaper that the wizarding world had by the following morning, thankfully though no one seemed to know about the spider or any other reasoning behind our split.