Merely the Brutal Truth

By: Lady Arre

Chapter Two

Authors Note: Chapter Two everybody, thankyou for everybody that reviewed! i love you all! can i just point out that katie doesn't have a speech problem she just calls him "Obbilla" because she can and its cute.

Disclaimer: Will apply to all future chapters too since I'm sick of writing it- Not mine! Never will be!

Brutal Truth V: Not liking that position.

I had my little chat with Davies this morning. He hadn't even looked at Kates at dinner and I was feeling quite proud of myself. Getting Davies and Marcus Flint to back off has been so much easier than I could've imagined. I can easily keep this up till Katie has finished Hogwarts then I'll go marry her myself.

I didn't write that.

Anyway I was feeling great – Katie had gotten rid of the Flint problem and Davies won't dare think about her after what I said I'd do to him. There's a Hogsmeade trip tomorrow too. I was just lying in the sitting in front of the fire in the common room and feeling happy when Katie got back from the library. It didn't need a genius to tell she was mad… I jumped to my feet assuming the twins had stolen her wand and were using it to play billiards or some such thing and that I'd need to protect my beaters.

Not so.

She glares at me; then tackles me over the arm of the sofa so I'm lying underneath her. Before you ask… of course I can take Katie, she's a girl for merlins sake- not to mention like half my size. She had taken me by surprise though and besides- I wouldn't want to hurt her, now would I?

"What did you say to Roger!" she demands and punches my arm. I was having a bit of trouble focusing at this point; I mean she was bloody sitting astride me, wearing one of those tops no less. I can hardly be blamed for not having my attention on her words. I had enough trouble not embarrassing myself.

"Oliver? Are you even listening?"
"Sorry what?" okay not the smartest thing to say there. She started hitting me again.

"What did you say to Roger? He won't even talk to me anymore"

Good.

I didn't actually mean to say that aloud.

"What!"

I really need to take her to buy some shirts that she doesn't explode out the top of.

"Davies is a jerk. And besides he's the enemy Kates, quidditch season is starting in 34 days. Need I remind you that he's in Ravenclaw?"

"That didn't stop you snogging that Ellissa in Hufflepuff last April. Yes I saw you."

Got me there puddleduck. I'm thoroughly ashamed of myself. And of all moments for Kates to see. Ouch. But in my defence she was Scottish and she was quite a talented kisser.

"But she wasn't the captain of the opposing team."

"So?"

"Haven't you noticed that Davies has only been paying any attention to you since you started wearing this sort of thing?" I made a pitiful attempt at changing the subject, but thankfully Katie bought it. She leaned back meaning more pressure was on my pelvis and looked at me archly.

"What's wrong with them? Do I look like a slut?"

What I answered to that got me slapped across the cheek. Admittedly if I was a girl I'd slap myself for it too. I need to think before I answer questions like that.

"Seriously Obbila? Are they that bad," Katie asked, "Well, I'm going to need to buy some more clothes tomorrow then. Will you come with me? You can tell me what you approve of. As long as it's nice"

"Uh" was all I could manage. Things were beginning to get difficult.

"Please?"

"Sure"

"Okay then, g'night obbilla" she climbed off me and ran to the dorms.

It looks as if I'm going shopping tomorrow, but as for right now- I need a very cold shower and to never ever end up lying underneath her again.

Brutal Truth VI- Never going shopping with Kates again.

This morning I woke up underneath Katie. She'd run in to our dorm and jumped on me in bed to wake me up. It shouldn't have been a big deal for me since she has done that a million and one times. But it's never been after a dream like that. Thankfully Kates didn't have a clue as to what had been running through my mind before she had jumped on me.

"Obbilla! You promised! Now come on!" she scrambled over the other side of the bed and pulls a clean pair of jeans from my trunk, along with a navy blue puddlemere united windcheater and a red and gold tee-shirt. Then to make me go absolutely crazy she pulls out a clean pair of boxers from the side compartment. How she knows that that's where I keep my underwear I have no idea. Or that she knew how the pair she pulled out were my favourite, they have all these lions chasing quaffles on them. They're very cool.

I honestly swear that I was not dwelling on the fact that Katie was holding my favourite boxers when I was in the shower… or at least that you'll never get me to admit to it.

As bad a start to the day as that was it only got worse. I swear Katie tried on every top in every store in Hogsmeade. All she bought was a couple of tee-shirts and a new pair of pants. She bought some perfume too. I may have to confiscate that though… its going to make my task of keeping the male populations of Hogwarts away from Katie very difficult. And she doesn't need any help anyway. I caught another dozen guys or something like that ogling at her today. And she was wearing a baggy hoodie… I think it may have been mine at one stage… she's always stealing my hoodies.

My feet are killing me…

I hate shopping

Brutal Truth VII- Thomas Bell is a fool.

Here's the letter I just got from Thomas.

Oi Oliver,

Eh mate, what's happening? Alexa said yes! I'm getting married! Can you believe it? We'll be hitched in April.

Its crazy… I'm getting married. I can't stop saying it. It's so awesome, I seriously thought she was gonna say no.

Hey do you remember when we all sat around that time after quidditch practise after lex and lizzie had gone, and all made pact that we'd see every grand final that Gryffindor ever makes it too and never marry? Well, I didn't break it, I saw Kev the other day and he married that Ravenclaw; June or something. She's due to have their first kid this month.

Anyway enough about that, you're seventeen you don't give half a damn about marriage.

So what have you been up to? Devising plays? Kicking Weasley's around? Hitting on Kates?

You had better get move on if you do plan to snatch her up; she seems to have a bit of a thing for a 'Roger'. I don't like the sound of him actually, sounds like a death eater.. Maybe the sorting hat got it wrong. She'd be much better off dating you.

I just remembered something you told us on new years eve like ten years ago, how you and Kates were gonna live together and play quidditch all day. And that was your goal, not for that year but for when you got out of Hogwarts.

Funny how you never specified nights huh Ol?

Either way you had better get a move on, that kid ain't gonna wait forever for you to grow up enough to realise that she isn't six anymore.

Later mate

Thomas

What the hell does he want me to do? Snog her senseless?

She's not six anymore, granted but she's still too young for me to be dating. This is killing me, why can't I just keep it how it was? She's my best mate. This is fuster- frustra- damn I can't spell- fusterating me- is that spelt right? Oh whatever it'll do. (a/n I can spell it- Oliver can't ok? See "frustrating")

It is though, I'm so scared I'm gonna do or say something stupid and she'll never talk to me again.

Would she hold something like me kissing her when she doesn't feel the same way against me though? Would that stuff up our friendship? Would that just undo all the good times we've had? The fact that we've known each other forever? I can't even remember not knowing Katie… surely there's something there that is holding us together. Because damn it, all I want to do is snog her so hard she can't walk straight.

Brutal truth VII- Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

I had been studying for my transfiguration test tomorrow (surprise, surprise) when the twins laughs distracted me. As their quidditch captain I am well aware of what sort of disasters and mischief follow those sounds so naturally I looked up to make sure they hadn't dyed my hair pink or shaved my head or any number of other horrible things they could do to me.

I nearly fell off the chair in surprise. The two were wearing stilettos- yes stilettos, those really pointy girly heel things.

And they could stand up in them without falling over; though they did wobble a bit.

Apparently they were trying to fool the girls' dorm stairs. It doesn't work though, as soon as they had got half way up the stairs it transformed into a slide and they slid back down into a great big ginger-haired mess at the bottom. I don't eve think that their mother could've told one Weasley part from another.

"Evidently not" said Fred in a pompous tone as if he was trying out a new potion recipe or something educated like that.

"Shall we try plan b then my dear brother?"

"I should think so chap"

They disappeared for a while after that I managed to learn that there is a very good reason why quidditch has never involved changing quaffles into badgers and the like- and that is because it is impressively pointless.

When I looked up again I really did fall off the chair in shock – instead of my beaters standing in front of me, there were two identical, very cheap, red haired hookers. They giggled.

"Hiiiiiiiiii Oliver…" drawled one. I think it was Fred.

"You two need a sexuality check" I told them and stood up.

"Oh Oliver" giggled the other. "You're so cute"

"I saw him first! Back off you hag" screeched Fred.

"Oh you sooooooooo did not" retorted George. How they managed to keep their voices that feminine I have no idea, it must have been a charm.

"You always steal the good looking ones from me!"

"Slag!"

And so on.

I think it was Fred who launched at his twin and began the catfight. I dearly love Angelina and Alicia for coming into the common room to break it up.

"Hey Fred!"

The twins immediately jumped apart.

"Ange?" Fred replied, I could just see a little thought bubble over his head saying 'stupid, stupid, stupid'

"What are you wearing?"

"Uh… that is to say… well, we were hoping…"
"What? that Oliver would be your pimp?" Alicia cut in, George blushed an even deeper red.

"No!" I exclaimed "I have no part of this"

"Oh whatever Wood, we knew there had to be a reason that you don't have a girlfriend yet"

"What!"

"We're joking loggerhead."

Fred and George slunk off to change while the girls were distracted picking on me.

"And who says I don't have a girlfriend?"

I may need to take Fred's thought bubble.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"Who? That girl you met at the quidditch convention?" Alicia asked.

"Uh" think quick Oliver.

"I knew it! Wait till Katie hears about this!" Angelina launched herself up the stairs and into Katie's dorm. Katie popped her head out a moment after.

"When?" she asked solemnly.

"Uh" is what I said. Why didn't I deny it then? Or the first time? Why the hell not? Because my friends - I am stupid. Now Katie thinks I am dating some girl who despises me… because I didn't ask her out fast enough, and strung her along a little. What can I do in a situation like that?

Not much to help anyway Katie is hiding in her room, and refuses to talk to me.

I can't wait for quidditch season to start, life makes sense on a quidditch pitch… all that matters is the balls

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