A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back! I don't really have much to say this time, so on with the story! Don't forget to REVIEW!

This chapter is for because she sent me a ransom note for my pet rock named Frank. (sorry it didn't get posted last night. I fell asleep. :/ Sorry.)

Disclaimer: Alright, which one of you smurfed? Why'd you tell everyone that I don't smurfing own Harry Potter?

Chapter 2: House Elves, Katie, and Bludgers, Oh My!

One thing that you should know is that I'm a very light sleeper, that is unless I'm really tired. Today, I wasn't so I woke up when I heard one of the guys getting up to go to the bathroom at 5:30. I groaned, but knew I wouldn't be going back to sleep. After I wake up in the morning I'm up for the rest of the day. So I put on my Puddlemere shorts and t-shirt since they were the first clothes I found, and went down to the kitchens. Breakfast wouldn't start for another half hour. I tickled the pear and walked in.

"Master Wood!" A house elf said as soon as I walked through the door. I looked at her.

"Hi, Winky! And how many times have I told you to call me Oliver?" I asked her. Winky was my favorite house elf, and I thought of her as a friend. I hate it when she calls me master too. It makes me feel old.

"Winky is sorry, Oliver." She said. I knew she would go hurt herself because of it later.

"Don't worry about it. You can call me whatever you want." I said, hoping she would still call me Oliver. She nodded.

"The usual then, Oliver?" She asked. Smiling, I nodded, and sat down at the nearest table. In just a couple minutes, she had brought me a plate full of pancakes, bacon, hash browns, and toast, and a big glass of milk. I remember the first time I came here, she had brought me a ton, and was surprised to see me finish it. Hey, I was a Quidditch player, and Quidditch players have a big appetite.

"Want some?" I asked, holding out a piece of bacon. She looked at the floor, and didn't answer, so I put it on the table at the spot next to mine. She hopped in the chair, and stared at it for a minute before eating it. I smiled.

"So how is Miss Bell?" Winky asked. I almost choked on my pancake. What does she know about Katie?

"Ummm... what about Katie?" I asked, cautiously.

"Well Winky has not seen Miss Bell yet this year, and was wondering if she was okay." Winky said. I sighed.

"Oh... Yeah, she's doing great." I said, smiling.

"In fact, just yesterday, we started a competition. I'm in the lead right now, but I bet she'll catch up quick." I continued.

"Miss Bell is quite amazing." Winky agreed. I nodded, and started to drink my milk.

"When were you going to tell Winky that you two were dating?" She asked. I spit milk all over the table, staring at her with my mouth wide open. She looked at me in surprise.

"What?" I asked her. She hopped off her chair and grabbed a towel, wiping up the milk.

"Winky is sorry. That was none of her business." She said in a small voice.

"Winky, it's okay, it's not that big of a deal, it's just we're not dating. We're just friends." I said, trying to think of why she came up with that. I finished what was left on my plate, and stood up.

"Oh, Winky made Master Wood mad." She said, looking like she was about to cry.

"No, that's not it. I just have to go to practice." I said. It wasn't really a lie, but I could have stayed a little longer. Winky nodded and I went to the door.

"Why did you think that?" I asked her. She turned around in surprise.

"Well... I thought it was obvious that you have feelings for Miss Bell. Whenever you talk about her, you look so happy. I just thought... Are you going to tell her?" She asked. I shook my head.

"There's nothing to tell." I said, walking out the door. But you do like her. You just won't admit it yet. Weird... those voices in my head sounded strangely like Fred and George. That's because it is.

"Oh my God! I'm going insane!" I yelled. I heard some laughing and the twins and Harry came out from behind a tapestry. I gasped, hand gripping my heart.

"Wow, Wood." Said Fred.

"Scared of little ole us?" George asked. I looked at him and gave the reasonable answer.

"Yes." I said. They laughed.

"What the hell was that?" I asked them.

"Just a product we're working on." George said. I stared at him and then turned around, heading for the stairs. I shook my head, and started running. I needed to clear my head, which I always do by flying. Once I finally made it to the pitch, I grabbed my broom from the equipment shed and took to the sky. I did a couple laps, but then started the real fun. I did steep dives, and pulled up right before I hit the ground. I did loop-de-loops, spirals, zig-zags. I slowed down, and glanced at my watch. Two minutes till practice starts and they still weren't here.

I bet it's Bell's fault. You know, like her way of getting back at me for yesterday. I landed, and went to get my gear out of my locker. I walked out the door expecting to see my team waiting there on the pitch, but they weren't. I looked up at the castle and hey, they were just walking out the doors. I saw Bell there, laughing, and I just wanted to wipe that smile off of her face. How could she be late to practice? And make the others late too?

I was glaring daggers at her, and really wishing that looks could kill. When they finally made it to the end of the pitch, I couldn't stand it any more.

"BELL!" I yelled at her. She looked at me calmly. I stormed over there, feeling the need to yell in her face, like she did to me yesterday.

"HOW DARE YOU MAKE THE REST OF THE TEAM LATE!" I yelled, waving my clipboard for effect. I glanced at it. I honestly didn't remember picking it up.

"Notice how you immediately assume it's my fault." She pointed out.

"BECAUSE IT IS!" I yelled. I can't believe she's playing stupid.

"Wood." She said calmly. How the hell was she calm? Show some reaction!

"WHAT?" I yelled back. She pointed towards my hand. What the heck? She raised her eyebrows and pointed at my hand again. I didn't do anything! What do you want with my hand? Or maybe the clipboard? She rolled her eyes and walked over to me.

"Give me the clipboard." She said. Yeah right! I hugged it.

"Wood! It's not a teddy bear! Give. Me. The. Clipboard." She said, holding out her hand, smirking while the others laughed at her teddy bear comment. I rolled my eyes at her, and turned around, starting to walk away. Why the hell does she want my clipboard? She grabbed the back of my shirt. I stopped, rolling my eyes.

"No, Bell. you can NOT have my clipboard." I could feel her glaring daggers at the back of my head. I smirked. Oh, so now she's speechle-

Suddenly, my knees got kicked, and my shoulders pushed down, so I took a face-plant on the not-so-soft ground. Hm, I always wondered what grass tasted like. NOT! I turned onto my back to face her, and stared to get up. Then, she ran at me, pinning my arms by my head and sitting on my chest. Dang, girl! You're strong! I quickly quieted those thoughts, realizing that I had just got pinned. By a girl.

"Bell. Get. Off." I said, using my quidditch captain voice. She half-snorted.

"Fred!" She yelled. He ran around to stand behind me.

"Yeees?" He asked. I really felt like punching him. Katie nodded to my clipboard. Fred grabbed the clipboard and muggle pen out of my hands.

"Is the score sheet on top?" She asked. He apparently was confused, because he showed her the paper on top. I rolled my eyes. It was so clearly a score sheet. She nodded.

"Ohhh. I get it. Competition." He said, and marked two tallys under her name.

"What? Why two?" I asked, and Katie had let me get up. Why the heck did she jus get to beat me?

"Well... you blew up because we were a minute late- point to Katie." George said, taking his place by his twin.

"And dude... you just got pinned by a girl!" Fred said. He's never going to let me live that down.

"Point to Katie." Harry, Alicia, and Angelina said, laughing. I narrowed my eyes at the girl in question.

"Well played, Bell. Well played." I said. She bowed and the others applauded. I allowed myself a brief smile before going commando.

"Everyone! On the line!" I yelled. I was surprised to say the least when they actually did what I said. To get back at them though, I would do the thing that they hated most.

"Okay, agenda for today is conditioning." I informed them with a smirk. They all groaned, which was music to my ears, except for Harry, who looked confused.

"For the Rookie, that means laps and extreme bludger dodging." Katie said. Harry nodded, not looking very happy.

"Laps, now!" I said, taking off. I glanced behind me, just to make sure that they were following. They were. Laps were easy for me, running is like a third nature to me, second was flying. I finished about four laps ahead of the rest, barely breaking a sweat, and a little out of breath.

"My muscles are crying!" George said as the rest of the team came to a stop. I gave him a look.

"It's called sweat, Weasley. Man up." I said, rolling my eyes. George gave me a look.

"The guy who got pinned by a chick is telling me to man up. Irony, man. I-ron-y." I gave him a look that should have killed him, but unfortunately didn't, and he shut right up. I grabbed my broom, and immediately, the others went to grab theirs from the equipment shed. They all gathered around me once they got back.

"Okay everyone, take a couple laps. Get used to being in the air again." I said. Everyone pushed off the ground and I saw the twins circling their girlfriends once we were up high enough. Harry was doing actual laps, and Katie had flown off down by the goals at the other end of the field. I gave them a couple minutes.

"Okay, circle up everybody." I called. All of them came, and we hovered in a circle.

"So here's how the last fifteen minutes or so of practice are gonna go. You all fly around up here, except Fred and George. They will be flying around trying to knock you off your broom with bludgers. Try not to get hit. We can't lose our first game because of practice injuries. Good luck." I said, going over the key points. Katie gave me a look like 'wow, nice to know you care'.

I flew down to the center of the pitch, where I had left the equipment box. Fred and George had followed me down to get their bats.

"Okay, go fly up there and I'll let them out once you look ready." I said as I handed them the bats. They nodded with grins on their faces.

"Try not to look too excited now." I said, rolling my eyes. They just laughed, and took off again. I decided that I would stay on the ground and evaluate the others on their dodging skills. I let the bludgers out and they rocketed off to who knows where. I didn't really care. It was the dangerous duo's job to keep track of them.

I glanced up to see one bludger fly right past Katies head. My heart clenched at the thought that she could have been hurt. I shook my head, paying attention to the others. Harry really impressed me, not even looking worried about getting hit. The others were perfectly fine, using the moves that I had shown them the year before.

I looked at George and he was aiming one at Katie. I looked at Fred, and he was too. My eyes got wide. No! No no no no no! Not Katie! I was frozen, waiting to see what would happen. George's started to fly its spiraling path toward her first. I watched as she dodged it with ease, rolling over her broom. I smiled. She probably thinks she so cool for that. But the smile was quicky wiped off my face when I saw Fred's bludger flying straight towards her head. What's with trying to decapitate her today? I think she needs that pretty head of hers!

I saw her fly up and over a little bit, taking the arm injury instead of the head injury. I felt a surge of pride that she remembered my training from last year. We all winced as we heard the audible crack.You brave girl. You stupid, idiotic, brave, brave girl.

She started to lose altitude, fast, and she looked like she was holding back a scream.

"OH MY GOSH! I'M SO SORRY KATIE!" Fred yelled as they all landed and ran towards her. He stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to help.

"It's okay Fred." She managed to choke out, still wincing in pain. He shook his head. I had to admit, I was pretty shaken from seeing her get hurt.

"See she's fine." I said in a weak voice. I had to get away from the team. They can't see me if I'm acting all wimpy.

"Well let's call it a day, anyways." I said, grabbing the equipment. I put it in the shed and then went to the locker room. I sat down on the bench in front of my locker and put my head in my hands. Okay, near death experience of close friend for the day is over. I sighed, getting up to go take my shower. I pulled off my clothes, and turned the water on, not caring what temperature. I jumped as it was burning hot, but didn't care. Maybe it would wash away the memory of Katie getting hurt.

I started singing an old song that my grandfather had taught me, but I had no idea what it was called. Usually, it helped calm me down when I was little, so maybe it would now too. Surprisingly, it did help me just a little bit. I finished the song and all of the sudden heard clapping. What the hell? I was the only one in here. I heard a door close, and thought they might have gone outside. I then heard someone gasp, and crash into a row of lockers, so that theory was wrong.

"Who's there?" I asked, still in the shower. Maybe they would just say, and we could do this the easy way. I heard no reply, so shut the shower off and put on a towel. I walked out by the rows of lockers, and to the front door, past those rows of lockers. I turned around, and the back door was shut. The back door is never closed. I walked over there, and stopped at the back row of lockers. It would be the perfect place to hide, shrowded in shadow. I backed up a step and hid myself with my back against the end of the locker.

I didn't move for a couple minutes, hoping they would make some noise, anything. I heard something hit a locker and walked toward it. Probably just some creature that came in from the Forbidden Forest. I was a couple steps away when I realized that it was human. That it was a girl. One that I knew quite well actually. Why is she in here? She should be in the infirmary.

"Bell?"