Cripes! I finally had some time for myself and decided to get going on this story. So I open it up to find that I had this whole chapter complete already, but I never posted it. So I'm really really really really sorry for taking so long. If I had known that this was just sitting there I so would have had it up waaayyyy sooner! And if you're reading this, I positively love you and please review! Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: really now, would I be begging for reviews if I were J.K.? The answer's no...T_T
"Come in," the strict voice instructed.
"Ah, Miss Bell, have a seat."
I quickly sat as I was told.
"Ginger Newt?" she offered.
Aw crap! Okay, let me explain; in all the countless numbers of times I've been in McGonagall's office, she has only ever offered me a Ginger Newt twice. Once, when my grades were slipping in her class and I was just barely passing, and the other, when my Great-Uncle Joe had passed away. So here's my theory: she only offers you a Ginger Newt when she has something bad to tell you.
So I not-so-gratefully accepted her Ginger Newt and proceeded to nibble on it just for looks.
"Now Katie, I assume you know why you're here," she stated.
"Actually Professor, I haven't the slightest idea why," I said, bewildered.
"But- Mr. Wood said he gave you several warnings," her eyebrows raised in an accusing manner.
"Warnings? About what exactly…" I tilted my head to the side in confusion.
"It seems Mr. Wood has found your negligence towards Quidditch to be unacceptable. He has filed many complaints concerning your misbehavior, such as disobeying orders, missing practices, arriving late, etc. And on many occasions he claims to have been forced to threaten your position on the team in order for you to cooperate," she rhymed off.
The only possible solution for the expression on my face at that moment was shock, just pure shock. Never in all my years of existence did I ever think that Oliver Wood would stoop down that low just to get back at me, never.
"I'm afraid that as the Quidditch Captain of Gryffindor's team, Oliver has asked for my permission to officially suspend you for the time-being."
My mouth dropped open in disbelief. It took me a while to locate me senses once more. Slowly, I clamped my mouth shut, clenching my teeth in frustration and anger.
Taking a deep breath, I asked, "So then I'm off the team?"
"Like I said, only for the time-being," she repeated calmly.
"Well then who's going to take my spot?" I demanded, tensing up at just the thought of having someone replace me.
"I'm afraid that has not yet been decided."
"Oh," I finally said after a long pause.
"So is that all?" my voice dripped with sarcasm.
"One last thing; I trust that you will handle this decision in a highly professional manner?" she questioned.
"Of course," I said politely.
"Then yes, that is all. Good day Miss Bell," she said standing up.
"To you too," I replied mechanically. As I made my way back to the Common Room, I felt nothing, absolutely nothing.
Heading towards the girl's dormitories, I passed the notice board. I cringed as I spotted a sign calling for those who wanted to try-out for my position.
I gave a defeated sigh and hauled one foot after another forcing myself to keep moving. That's when Lina and Ali caught up with me.
They followed me up to my dorm and we sat down together on the bedside.
"Okay, what the hell is going on?" Angelina demanded.
I couldn't bring myself to say it, so I just say there, blinking stupidly at them.
"Oliver's just come and told us that he's holding an emergency practice tomorrow, immediately after classes." There was a sharp tap on the window, waking me from my stunned state.
I looked up, and there were the Twins floating outside of my window. Alicia jumped up to let them in, and on their brooms they flew quickly through.
"We just heard," they chorused.
"Heard what?" Ali and Lina commanded together.
"You haven't seen the notice?" George asked in disbelief.
"What's going on here?" Lina demanded once more.
"I've been suspended," I finally managed to say.
"What?" the girls cried out in outrage.
"Katie, what did you do?"
"Where are you going to stay?"
"What are your parents going to say?"
"What did you do?" they interrogated.
"No, she's been suspended from the team, not from Hogwarts," Fred quickly explained.
"What?!" they cried out once more.
"That's even worse!" Angelina exclaimed.
"What did you do?" Alicia repeated.
"That's the thing, I didn't actually do anything. At least not enough to get me suspended. But apparently Wood wants pay-back," I said bitterly.
"That bastard! Does he not realize what this will do to our next match?" Lina asked.
"I don't know. I guess you'll find out tomorrow when you meet my new replacement," I spat.
"Aw Honey, don't worry, no one could ever possibly replace you," Ange said, rubbing circles on my back comfortingly.
"Right guys?" she added.
"Right," they chimed together. I offered them a weak smile.
That night, we all stayed up together plotting the best way to get back at Wood.
"Okay, so here's what we have so far…"Alicia began.
"Charm his robes to flash green and silver while the words 'I love Marcus Flint' zoom across them."
"Hang all of his undergarments along the Quidditch hoops, and possibly dye them pink first."
"Offer him sweets contaminated with a love potion and force him to fall head over heels in love with Marietta Edgecombe."
"Cast a spell on him while he's with his precious slut, and make him make a fool out of himself, with an added bonus if she bitch-slaps him."
"Obtain his book of Quidditch plays, aka his Quidditch Bible, hide it, and watch to see how he reacts."
"Lecture him on how he forgot to pack his tighty-whities (sp?), by charming one of our voices to sound like his mother's and then sending him a Howler."
"Add a potion to his shampoo that will dye his hair pink with purple polka-dots, and make it last for at least seventy-two hours."
"Take away his broomstick, just to see his reaction when he can't find it anywhere."
"Enlarge an embarrassing picture of him when he was younger, and post it up in as many places as possible."
"Perfect," the Twins announced in unison.
"So which one are we going to choose?" Alicia asked.
"Which one? No my darling Ali, not one, but all. Making the question: which one are we going to do first?" George said as-a-matter-of-factly, as she blushed crimson.
"We're going to do all of them?!" I cried out, my eyes opening wide with shock.
"Why of course!" Fred said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"But isn't that a bit harsh? It's not like he permanently kicked me off the team or anything…" I trailed off.
"Is little Ickle-Katiekins getting all soft on us?" Fred taunted.
I folded my arms in front of me stubbornly and glared aimlessly at the floor.
"Fine," I snapped. "Which one?" I repeated George's question.
"You know, I'm betting we can do more than one at a time," Angelina pondered out loud.
"True say, my little pumpkin," Fred agreed.
"Don't call me that," she said, whacking him over the head, but then added, "and thanks," blushing crimson all at the same time.
Catching Ali's eye, we both hid a smile and turned to stare at Lina accusingly.
She ignored us, the pink tinge still visible in her dark cheeks.
"So, which one?" Lina said yet again as a feeble attempt to change the topic.
"Well…"
And that's when plan C.H.O.C.O.L.A.T.E. kicked into action…
Well, I know it was really short, but I hope you liked it! And don't forget to review please! Pretty pretty pretty please…? With more reviews, I feel obligated to update! Equivalent exchange! Well sort of…anyways, please review! And thanks for reading!
'til next time,
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