I went back to the Prophet and got my team together of like photographers and stuff. We found out where Oliver was last sited and we apparated to that point. Sure enough there was a huge crowd of press people all screaming at this one spot and flashes going off everywhere.
I decided that I wasn't worried about him recognizing me because with all of these other press peoples I probably wouldn't stick out. I grabbed my little voice recorder and pushed through the crowd of press to the front where Oliver was trying desperately to walk through to the door of what I'm assuming is his apartment building.
"Are you two going to break up?!" one reporter asked.
"Will this affect your game!?" another screamed.
"Oh good question," I said to my photographer and he agreed.
"What was the fight about?" I screamed.
"Is it true that she has cheated on you?" another screamed.
Oliver was wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a large scarf so you could barely even tell it was him. The little bit of his face that was actually exposed looked completely furious and however much I felt so bad for being on this side of things I knew that I had to do this so I still screamed my questions not getting a single answer.
He walked into the building finally and the guards to the building stood in front of the door. Each press group was trying to find out their own ways into the building. In so many ways it was pathetic. I could see that there was one guy trying to climb the wall a couple feet away from us.
"I'm not going to stoop that low," I told my crew and they agreed.
Joe, one of the crew members, called Linda to tell her that we didn't get anything.
"She wants to talk to you," Joe said handing me the mobile.
"'Ello," I said putting the phone up to my ear.
"What does he mean that you didn't get anything?!" she screamed.
"We were right up there with everyone else but he wasn't answering any questions," I explained.
"Well, where did he go?" she asked rudely.
"Into his apartment," I said.
"Well then why aren't you in there as well?!" she asked like this was a normal question.
"One, because that would be incredibly rude to just barge into his house, and two, because it's heavily guarded," I clarified.
"Well, I want you to find a way in there some how. If another paper gets this story and you don't you might as well be looking for another job!" she yelled and I heard the phone click as she hung up.
"UGH! What does she want me to do!?" I said and threw myself onto the ground like a little kid throwing a fit.
"What did she say?" Joe, who was now the only member of the team left, asked.
"She said that if another paper gets this story and I don't then I'm out of a job." I pouted
"So then we need to think of something to do," he said and joined me on the ground.
"It's bad enough that I have to bug someone about their personal life when it really isn't any of my business, but it's even worse when he used to be my best friend," I sobbed.
"Wait, you used to be friends with him?" Joe asked.
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
"Because we could use this to our advantage. Do you have any pictures of you two together anywhere?" he asked.
"Yeah…why?" I asked looking up at him.
"Go get them and meet me back here," he said.I apparated back to my apartment and dug through old boxes of pictures before founding this picture of Oliver with his arm around my shoulder. We are both smiling and looked so happy. It was from right after we won the Quidditch cup in my fourth year.
"Do you really think that we can win by two hundred points against Slytherin?" I asked Oliver as we walked together down to the pitch before our last quidditch game.
"I think with Harry's Firebolt in play we shouldn't have any problem. Just be careful out there today because I'm sure that Slytherin is going to be playing a rough game." Oliver stopped walking to look into my eyes to show how serious he was. I hate it when he looks into my eyes…it makes me uncomfortable.
"This is so sad," I said after we started walking again.
"What is?" he asked tripping over a small rock on a hill a little bit.
"This is my last game with you," I said making an overly sad face that he laughed at.
"Well, then just score enough goals and make it a happy last game with me." He chuckled.
"Or else I'll be forced to give you lot extra practice tomorrow, just so you'll be ready for next year." He still chuckled.
"Aww, a year of quidditch without the Nazi. It just doesn't seem possible," I laughed.
"I'll come back and practice with you guys some, I promise," He smiled.
"Oh joy, I'll have to look forward to that," I laughed.
"I feel bad for who ever has to be captain after you, they will seem so easy," I laughed and he smirked.
"You would think they would take a year off of quidditch, just for us to get used to the fact of not having you around," I smiled.
"Well they should." He laughed.
We walked into the locker rooms and everyone was already in there getting ready for the game.
"This just feels so wrong," Fred said.
"What does?" George asked.
"That this will be our last game with our Woodsekins," Fred laughed.
"Oh I know! It just doesn't feel like there can be Quidditch without you," Alicia giggled.
"Well, like I was just telling Kates, play well today and this will be more happy then sad. And if for any other reason just win for me…and if that isn't enough for you let it be known that if you don't win today tomorrow is going to be as close to hell as you'll ever want to get." Oliver laughed.
"Now Harry…" Oliver started to say but was quickly cut off by George.
"You know what to do…" George said in a voice that was supposed to sound like Oliver's.
"Don't catch the snitch until the girls have scored enough to let us win by two hundred points…" Fred said in the same mocking voice.
"And if you get bored just fly around on you're Firebolt and distract the other team…" I said in my best mocking voice.
"But not too close to me because I might get distracted as well," Angelina said in a mocking voice.
"Then when you see the snitch don't let that Malfoy bloke anywhere near it," Alicia said in her mocking voice which was just priceless because she just made her voice really deep and we all started cracking up.
"And you lot think that I'm going to miss you?" Oliver laughed…Oliver has a cute smile…what the heck where did that come from?!
"Of course you're going to miss us!" Fred said with pride.
"You'll never have a team as amazing as we are," George said with the same level of pride.
"No matter what you might believe, Ollie, it is us that makes you such and "amazing" captain," I said putting finger quotes around the word amazing.
"Are you saying that I'm a bad captain?" Oliver said jokingly like he was about to cry.
"Of course not! You're a wonderful captain, but I just think that we are the only people in the world that would actually do what you tell us to." I laughed.
"Oh, ha, you guys doing what I told you to!" He chuckled.
"My point exactly," I smirked and he threw his shirt that he just took off at me…mm it smells good…my god what the hell is wrong with me?!
"Never the less we need to win today! I mean with Harry's Firebolt we should be guaranteed to win!" Oliver said putting the last bit of his Quidditch robes on.
"Careful there Capt'n we don't want to go jinxing it, we all know what happened to Harry's last broom" George said
"I believe that would be jinxing it don't you lot agree," Angelina said and we all nodded and laughed and lunged towards Oliver who just sighed knowing what we were doing.
"KNOCK ON WOOD!" We all screamed and knocked on Oliver who just laughed at us.
"What are you lot going to do when I'm not here next year and someone jinxes something?" Oliver asked,
"Charm a tree to complain like you," Alicia giggled.
"Okay we need to get serious now, we need to win this game," Oliver said with his very serious "game face" on now. We all held back our giggles and tried to match his serious face.
We grabbed our brooms and walked out onto the pitch as Lee Jordan announced our team. I love the feeling of walking out on to the pitch before a game, everyone else in the school in the stands watching you. I looked over at Oliver who walks out next to me and smiled. We all mounted our brooms and flew up into our starting positions.
"Remember be careful" Oliver said to me on our way up.
"No worries I will be" I smiled and he gave me this serious look and then flew back to the hoops. I wonder why he told me specifically to be careful. Probably no reason, he probably just forgot to tell everyone else in the locker rooms because we were too busy making fun of him.
Madame Hooch walked to the center of the pitch and gave her pre-game speech. I noticed that some Slytherin players smirked when she said that she wanted a fair game.
I was the left wing chaser so I was face to face with Montague a good friend now after the last game we played against him he grabbed my head claiming he thought that it was a quaffle. Oliver had a few words to say about that.
Madame Hooch threw the quaffle up into the air and Angelina caught it. I flew off toward the goal hoops looking back at here to see where she was. Marcus Flint was flying against her trying to knock the quaffle out of her hands. His broom was so close that it was starting to make her broom act strange and I could see Angelina yelling something…most likely something about blurting. Angelina chucked the quaffle at Alicia who just barely caught it because Angelina's aim was way off, not to blame her because when you're that close to Marcus Flint, trying not to puke, trying to stay flying, trying to throw the quaffle, and trying to aim, just isn't that easy.
Alicia got knocked almost of her broom so she was now dangling off the underside of her broom and I flew as fast as I could, having to avoid two bludgers to get close enough for her to drop the quaffle to me so that she could get back onto the top of her broom. It was like a really pathetic Porskoff Ploy.
Marcus Flint was guarding me and was insanely cobbing me. Finally Madame Hooch saw it and gave me a penalty which of course I scored, right after that I got the quaffle again and went into for another goal to make the score now Gryffindor 20, Slytherin 0. Then Montague got the quaffle and went for a goal that Oliver blocked and Alicia got the rebound. She flew up and passed the ball to Angelina who chucked the ball from outside the scoring area and got a long goal.
"30 points for Gryffindor!" Lee screeched
Harry was flying all over the place and as I said earlier it was distracting the other players a bit. Malfoy didn't know what to think of it because he never knew if Harry had seen the snitch. The look on his face was priceless because he looked really worried that he wasn't even going to spot the snitch.
Oliver caught the shot from Marcus and threw it to Alicia, who threw it to me, and I raced towards the goal posts. Montague was right on me and Fred and George both hit the bludger towards him knocking him completely off of his broom. Alicia was open again and in front of me. I passed the quaffle to her and she sped up to shoot it into the top goal. We only needed one more goal before Harry could safely catch the snitch.
About four fouls, four goals for us, and three goals from them later the score was Gryffindor 70 and Slytherin 30. Harry spotted the snitch and this time Malfoy saw it was well. They both took off for it but of course Harry was way ahead of Malfoy. Harry caught the snitch and then like five minutes later it hit us like a bludger that we just won the quidditch cup and we all screamed.
We flew down to the ground were a lot of the Gryffindor students had already charged onto the field. Lee was still screaming victory at the top of his lungs into the speakers. I landed and ran over to Oliver and jumped into his arms. He spun me around and we were laughing so full of joy.
"We won!" I said still not believing it.
"I won the quidditch cup!" Oliver said with the largest smile I've ever seen on his face.
"You mean we won the quidditch cup" Fred laughed
"Yeah well you can do it again next year I can't so I think this is my cup" Oliver laughed with his arm still over my shoulder.
We all did some strange form of victory dance on the field as random people came up to congratulate us. As predicted Harry was over hanging out with Ron and Hermione after we put him down after doing that silly victorious pick someone up and carry around thing that people do.
I jumped on Oliver's back and we all ran (well I didn't run because I was on Oliver's back) up to the common room still wearing our quidditch robes.
We figured that we would just get our other clothes tomorrow when we go back down, and it would give us an excuse to have another party.
We all sat on the couch and talked and laughed for the whole night. Laughing about past memories and stuff, I almost cried once thinking about how Oliver was going to leave soon. He promised me that we would always see each other again though.
"You and Oliver would make a cute couple" Alicia said to me and Angelina agreed while the boys were on the other side of the room playing with some creation that Fred and George made.
"What?!" I said almost spiting out the butter beer that I was drinking.
"No really though you guys always just look so happy together and everything" Alicia said.
"'lic that's disgusting!" I said
"Why?" Angelina asked
"Because it's Wood who in their right mind would want to go out with him! Plus he is leaving in a few weeks so what would be the point!" I said and they giggled
"I just think you're letting a great opportunity go by" She snickered
"Yeah well then so are you because we all know that you fancy George" Girl rule number one…if someone thinks you like someone just bring up who they like.
"I do not! Plus George isn't leaving in three weeks so if even if I did like him I would have a lot more time to show that!" She said
"I think you're insane" I said and got up to go and see what the guys were messing with.
"What were you guys shouting about?" Oliver asked me
"Nothing they are just being silly" I said and Fred ran over to leap onto the couch and sit next to Angelina.
"So what's next in the life goals for Oliver Wood? I mean I've only ever known you to want this and so now what?" I asked jokingly like an interviewer.
"Well Miss Bell I was thinking of going for some trials at a few clubs and then win a few cups with them" He smirked and I laughed
"A bit confident aren't we?" I asked
"No I'm just simply stating the future" he smirked
It's funny how he really did just state the future. I grabbed the picture and apparated back to where Joe was standing.
"Perfect now go and tell the guards that you're a friend of his and you want to surprise him and show them the picture." Joe said
"Do you really think that they will believe that?" I asked
"Well it's mainly true and sure might as well try right?" Joe said.
"…I guess." I really miss Oliver and I really wish that I could talk to him on better terms and not just to save my job. We were such great friends. I wish things would have never changed.
"Alright now go try" Joe said and pushed me back towards the building.
I walked up to the two men that were guarding the doors.
"Who are you and why do you need to get in" The one man asked.
"Ummm Katie Bell and I'm here to visit an old friend." I said
"Which room" The man asked
"I'm not exactly sure. I'm surprising him" I said
"What's his name" He asked
"Oliver Wood" I said trying to not sound like I knew that they were there because of him,
"Oh nice try" The man scoffed
"What do you mean?" I asked still trying to play the clueless card
"You work for the press?" He asked
"No seriously I'm friends with him. He was my best friend back in Hogwarts and he was my quidditch captain, see" I said holding up the picture to the guy.
"Do you promise that you have nothing to do with the paparazzi?" The guy asked
"I have absolutely nothing to do with the paparazzi" I said and it really wasn't lying because I was the press not the paparazzi.
"What do you have with you?" The guy asked
"Um just this picture and my mobile" I took them out and showed them to them.
"Can we search your jacket?" He asked
"Um sure" I said and took of my jacket and hand it to him. He waved his wand over it and then over me.
"Alright you can go. He is in room 713" The man said.
I smiled and walked into the building…wow I really wasn't thinking that I would get through….now I actually have to go talk to him. I definitely didn't think this through….I walked into the elevator and hit seven. I started to feel sick. I didn't really want to talk to him. I could just run away now. No I can't, I need to keep this job, I actually like this job and I wouldn't like another one now.
I watched as the numbers on the elevator rose and with each change I felt more and more sick. I haven't talked to this man in four years and we used to be the best of friends. There really wasn't another person that I was more close to then him. While he was in school I always felt the most comfortable talking to him, this was of course on those days when I could successfully fight my attraction to him, other days I wouldn't be able to talk to him because I would zone out and drool like a fan girl. He would catch me and just laugh about it though. There were even days where I thought I might have been in love with him, but then the next day I would convince myself that I didn't and all would be okay. Those years with out him were hell because even though I still had a bunch of friends I missed him the most. When I got out of the hospital it was him I wanted to talk to most but he was always too busy for me because he was just getting to start for Puddlemore so he was training a lot. I don't blame him though, I could have just waited and talked to him once he got stable with his life but I didn't and I just moved on and pretended not to care.
"713" I said out loud as I reached the door that read the same number.
"I can still turn back" I said and looked back at the elevator but remembered what Linda had said and so I knocked on the door.
"I swear you paparazzi need to get a life!" Oliver shouted weakly and started to open the door.
"Well I'm not exactly the paparazzi but I am unfortunately pretty close" I said and his jaw dropped to the floor. He looked like he had been crying for the last couple of minutes…I've never seen him so upset before. I looked down at the picture in my hands and the difference between the two people was insane.
"Katie?" Oliver said really weakly like he was going to cry again.
"Hey" I said with a super awkward smile.
"What
are you doing here?" He asked and blinked a few times like he
expected me to disappear… I was kind of wishing that I would.
"I'd
love to say that I'm here because I want to be….." I started to
say and fidgeted with my arm.
"But unfortunately I'm being forced to be here by work" I said and smiled sympathetically expecting him to get really angry.
"The Prophet sent you in here?" He asked understandingly, then sighed and shook his hair.
"Yeah" I said still awkwardly
"Figures…they have no heart" He chuckled and let the door open more to invite me in.
"You sure?" I said shocked that he wasn't freaking out.
"Well, I know it's completely not intentional, but the Prophet is helping me to reunite with an old friend so I might as well give them the story" He said with a wink and raised his arm to further welcome me in.
"So Katie Bell I honestly never thought that I would see you again" He said and flopped down on to his couch and grabbed a beer.
"Want one?" He asked holding a beer in my direction.
"No I'm good…" I said and sat down in a chair near him
"You sure?" He asked
"Well actually….sure why not" I said and took a beer.
"Are you okay Ollie?" I asked not even intending on calling him that out loud.
"No" He laughed
"And no one has called me that in a long time" He laughed again taking a sip of his beer.
"Yeah I'm sorry it slipped" I blushed
"It's okay that's what you're supposed to call me. It shows that the Prophet hasn't completely killed your soul…yet" He chuckled
"I really am sorry about this…if you want me to I can just go" I said
"No stay…I rather talk to you then some random bloke who doesn't even know me past my robes." He smiled
"Well would it really be fare to say that I know you…we haven't talked in four years" I said
"Of course you know me; you're one of the only ones left who really do know who I am… Hell I don't even know who I am" He chuckled taking another swig of beer.
"Did you love her?" I asked
"Your paper isn't out" He pointed out.
"That was a personal question not a business question… you're worrying me" I confessed
"I didn't….I really didn't like her at all….so I really don't understand what I'm so upset about." He said like he was talking to himself more then he was talking to me.
"I wouldn't have anything to say to help you because I've never really been in a real relationship" I laughed figuring that if we mocked me he'd stop thinking about himself…though this is Oliver Wood that we are talking about here so that is probably unlikely.
"Never? Not even after you got out of Hogwarts?" He asked like this was a shocking statement.
"Nope, I got out of Hogwarts and shortly there after started working for the Prophet and they basically don't allow a social life out side of lunch brakes and days off." I laughed and he found it funny as well.
"Well that's a shame" He said
"Why's that?" I asked
"That no one will ever get to be with someone as amazing as you" He smirked and took another swig of his beer.
"So what was the fight about" I said quickly changing the subject and he laughed.
"Well I've lost myself… I haven't really been alive lately and just recently I started to wake up from this weird dream that I've been living and when I stopped paying attention to her she freaked out…surprising right? A girl like her begging for attention, would have never guessed" Oliver laughed and I couldn't help but chuckle.
"What changed….and wow I'm sorry this sounds so much like an interview I swear that I won't write any of this down" I said and he laughed
"No it's alright I really don't care anymore" He sighed.
"But I started to think about Hogwarts. I really miss it…well I really miss you guys, like you and Alicia and Angelina and Fred and George. I miss you lot so much it's insane." He confessed.
"It's funny that you say that because lately I've been missing everyone a lot too. Like I keep having these flashbacks of all of the fun times we used to have…like then" I said and showed him the picture I had.
"I remember this" He smiled.
"Yeah it was a great day" I smiled
"Almost the best" He said and looked at me strange.
"What would have made if better?" I asked
"You don't want to know" He smiled and handed me back the picture.
"Something could have made it better? I thought Quidditch was one of the only things you ever thought about" I asked
"Exactly one of the only things I ever thought about. Now what where the other things?" He smirked…it wasn't his same smirk, this one was sadder; it wasn't the legendary Oliver Wood smirk that I remember.
"Yourself and girls" I laughed
"So what could I want that involved those two things" He laughed
"You wanted a girlfriend…who?!" I asked feeling suddenly like nothing had changed because here I was bugging him who he liked. This was just four years later and we happened to each be drinking beer.
"Just forget about it" He said and finished his beer.
"Fine…" I pouted
"But you should be happy, your life is exactly how you always planed it would be" I pointed out
"Not exactly" He said
"Oh what didn't you get?" I asked
"Just something that I didn't work hard enough to get" He said
"Well you're very specific" I laughed
"Yep" He laughed
"What happened to all of us?" I asked
"What do you mean?" Oliver asked
"Like us the group why did we die…" I asked
"I've been wondering that myself" Oliver smiled
"Hey ya wanna look at old pictures?" Oliver said extremely excitedly and jumped off of his couch.
"Of course!" I laughed and I followed him across his huge apartment to a closet that had a hundred or more boxes.
He pulled out two boxes and put them on the floor. I sat down next to him and we began to go through old pictures from school.
"Hahaha look at how little you are" He said and handed me a team picture from my first year on the team.
"Yeah well look at yourself, you're like what 14 in this picture" I laughed and he looked at it again and then laughed.
I picked up a picture of him, me, and Fred and we each had super messed up hair and twigs sticking out of our hair and our robes. We had just rolled down this huge hill towards the lake and it was fall so we got covered in twigs and leaves. Then we landing in a big pile of leaves and started throwing them at each other. This eventually turned into a big wrestling match. In the picture Oliver and I were trying to throw each other into the leaves and Fred was picking up an arm full and throwing it at us. I laughed and handed it to him, he chuckled and handed me one that was the two of us in the common room. I was mad at him for something so I had my hands on my hips and my eyebrows all furrowed and I was taping my foot and Oliver was just trying really hard not to laugh at me.
There were some pictures of the whole gang covered in pie from the pie war, Oliver of course was licking the apple pie off of his left arm and I was looking disgusted at him.
There was a picture of me on Oliver's back, piggy back style, Alicia was the same way on George, and Angelina on Fred and we were beginning to race but then as soon as we started running all of the boys collided and we all crashed to the ground.
It was insane to look at all of these pictures again. I miss this so much.
"I'd give anything to go back to these days" I said out loud.
"Me too" He said and his eyes looked like he was about to cry.
There was a picture of us all in the snow and I was trying to dare Alicia to lick the goal post in the quidditch pitch. Eventually she actually did because George convinced her that he knew a spell that would get her unstuck if she indeed got stuck. Of course he didn't so the picture is of her licking the post and us all running away and leaving her there like the good friends that we are.
Oliver laughed and handed me this picture of us all at Hogsmade with enough Honeydukes candy to last a normal child five years. We of course were trying to eat it all in one sitting.
"I've missed you so much Oliver." I smiled and started to cry.
"I've missed you more then you even think" He smiled back and wiped the tears away from my eyes.
Hours had passed by and I was still in the room laughing and on the verge of tears when my mobile began to ring.
"Hello?" I answered still slightly laughing at a picture of Oliver sleeping and all of us had drawn all over his face.
"Kat where are you?" Joe asked from the other line.
"Oh, Joe, Blimey have you been out there waiting for me this whole time?" I asked as Oliver handed me a picture of me pouting in the corner while him, Fred, and George were all singing to me.
"Yes when the bloody hell are you coming back out here?" Joe asked
"I still have some questions to ask him, you're free to go home if you want." I said trying to sound professional while still trying not to laugh at the pictures.
"Are you sure?" He asked
"Yeah really I'm getting a good story here and getting a chance to catch up with an old friend" I said
"Okay…mainly I was just making sure you didn't get like arrested or something" He laughed
"Nope I'll be fine, but thanks Joe. I'll see you tomorrow at work." I said and hung up the phone.
"What are you going to do about that story?" Oliver asked
"Well I was going to ask for your permission to bull shit most of it and make miss Blair seem like a slut and you like the hero…this is completely up to you of course" I smiled
"You can do that?" he asked
"As long as I get your approval and you back up the story that I write, then of course." I laughed
"How am I going to do that?" He asked
"Well we could write it right now and so that way you know what story to stick to" I said
"Alright" He said and got up to grab a piece of paper and a quill.
"So she was sleeping with another man…" I wrote down
"Yeah Chris Tree…he's an underwear model…that's actually true" Oliver said ruffling his hair around like he always did when he was uncomfortable.
"Is this making you uncomfortable?" I asked
"No continue" He smirked… kind of.
"Chris Tree so watch out Chris next thing you know she's going to be going after James Paper" I laughed and wrote it down
"What?" Oliver asked not understanding my joke
"Your names Wood, his name is Tree….so Paper….get it?" I said and Oliver laughed at my lame joke.
"The fight was about you braking up with her and she didn't want people to know that you broke up with her so she made the big scene." I said and wrote it down.
"I never really liked her because we only started to go out because our publicist told us to" He said
"Really?" I asked
"Yep" he said and I wrote it down.
"What about you're game?" I asked
"What about it?" He asked
"People think that this break up with affect your game what do you have to say about that" I asked
"Oh my game will probably be much better now that I don't have the stress of her nagging me all of the time" He chuckled and I wrote it down.
"What are the chances of you two getting back together?" I asked
"None…even if she begs and pleads for me to take me back there is no chance that I'll ever go out with a person like her again" He said and I wrote it down.
"What changed?" I asked
"I remembered what I wanted" He said and I wrote down the rest of the information.
"Oh shit Kates we feel asleep" I heard Oliver saying and my felt the sharp pain in my back. I opened my eyes and I was covered in pictures and lying on Oliver kitchen floor.
"Shit what time is it!?!" I asked sitting up way to fast. I got a headache instantly…I didn't even think I drank that much last night.
"Um like nine" He said squinting at his clock.
"Shit I need to get this story in like an hour!" I said and grabbed the now very crumpled piece of paper that I had fallen asleep on.
"Well then go we can talk later!" Oliver said trying to help me up from underneath all of the pictures.
"But but" I said
"I promise!...and this time I mean it more than anything else" He said looking deep into my eyes and I got the same feeling that I haven't felt in so many years.
I ran to the floor of the apartment building and noticed that there was so much press outside. I met up with a body guard who showed me out a back way and I ran to apparate to my apartment building. I changed as quickly as I could and threw my hair up and then apparated into Diagon Alley in front of the Prophet. I ran in and up into my desk and struggled to write the story as fast as I could then ran over to Linda's desk and handed it to her.
"What's this?" She asked looking at it.
"The Oliver Wood story" I said gasping for air.
"Is this fact?" She said reading it.
"Direct quotes from the man himself." I said
"How did you get them?" She asked
"I have my ways" I smiled thinking about how much fun I had last night just looking at old pictures.
"Very good Katherine…I guess you are a valuable person in this paper afterwards" She smiled and filed the story away to be in the paper. I smiled at Oliver's comments about the people at the Prophet having no souls that he brought up so much last night.
I wandered back to my desk and fell to the floor. Sleeping on a floor covered in pictures isn't a very good way to sleep apparently. This floor isn't much better but at this point I don't even care. I just laid there staring at the ceiling smiling until I began to fall asleep.
a/n: Hey guys so sorry that I'm like just updating this...I've had it written for like literally a month but I haven't had a chance to proof read it and everything because I was in the school musical and that kind of took away from all forms of my life other than it. But now it's up and schools coming to a close so with in the next two months I'll probably be updating like crazy for all of my stories. But probably not until like Juneish. But I really like this chapter, while I was rereading it I laughed out loud at like at least ten parts but probably because it's written by me so it has my humor. This chapter is a bit long too so sorry about that but it's funny because this was originally part of chapter two and I decided it was way to ridiculously long so I turned it into two chapters and it's still pretty long. Oh well sometimes long is good. Oh and thanks so much to all of the super cool people who have been actually reviewing this story. You all rock! Um other then that I don't have much to add so just enjoy and review so that you can rock too or just continue to rock if you've reviewed before. So just do yourself a favor and click on the little button over there points to review thing. Until next time.
