I Only Wanted

A/N : Ok, this is the re-written version. It was brought to my attention that I skipped over the Ravenclaw game itself. I knew I had, but had forgotten about the Dementor imposter incident. So, I had to add that in! hee hee.

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    Classes resumed the next day and Katie found it hard to walk down the halls without people gawking at her. But by the next week, everyone had forgotten all about her and moved on to new gossip, which revolved around Harry's Firebolt.

    She sat in the common room one day at the end of January working out a work schedule for Cedric's tutoring, when Lee plopped down next to her.

    "What's up?" she asked, looking up from her parchment.

    Lee just looked at her silently, for a few moments. He finally took a deep breath and spoke.

    "I don't want to beat a dead horse, love, but why didn't you come and talk to me?" he asked in a rush.

    "It never crossed my mind," Katie said honestly, "No offense. It just didn't. I felt more comfortable going to Percy."

    Lee nodded resolutely and looked down at her parchment. "What's this?"

    "Oh, Cedric's tutoring schedule. It's weird. He doesn't understand the way Flitwick explains it, but he gets it when I explain it."

    "Maybe he fancies you," Lee said nudging her.

    Katie looked at him and laughed. "Yeah right. Cedric? Like me? No, sorry Lee, but your fancying-meter is broken."

    Lee shrugged and scooted closer to her, laying his head on her shoulder. "I think Paris and Oliver are over."

    "Yeah, why?" Katie said, going back to her schedule.

    "I think she's realizing what Oliver hasn't yet," he said, almost begging her to take the bait.

    "And what is that?" she said, marking down a date from Cedric's schedule where they both had a free hour.

    "That he fancies you, he just doesn’t realize it yet."

    Katie sat down her quill and looked at Lee. "How can you like someone and not know it?"

    "Simple. Oliver shows you all sorts of affection, whether he's protecting you from Flint, or making sure you're eating meals. But it hasn't registered in his brain that that’s how a boyfriend and girlfriend interact. Not how two platonic friends interact. But Paris has. That’s why she's being rude to you. She scared he's going to get it one of these days and leave her for you," Lee said as if it were obvious.

    "But you do the same thing, Lee," Katie said picking up her quill again.

    "Yeah, but you aren't affected by me or even Fred and George for that matter, like you are with Oliver. When Oliver shows you respect and worries about you, you respond in kind. With us, well, you just smack us or laugh at us," Lee said smiling at her.

    "Ok, point taken. But honestly Lee, he's never going to get it, and I can live with that." Katie said diving back into her scheduling.

    "You never can tell, love. You never can tell."

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    The Ravenclaw game was like any other Quidditch game they had played that year. Meaning, it had a scary event take place. 'Although,' Katie had mused, 'At least Lupin's lessons had worked for Harry.' Just as Harry was about to catch the Snitch, hooded black figures walked onto the field. Katie however didn't feel cold or miserable and knew they weren't Dementors. She watched as Harry took out his wand, yelled a spell, and something silvery galloped toward the hooded figures, bowling them to the ground. Harry caught the Snitch and the team landed. Katie's fears were confirmed. The figures were worse than Dementors. They were Slytherins. Katie reached the pile before Fred could stop her and gave Marcus Flint a swift kick in the ribs.

    "You fucking asshole!" she yelled, as Fred held her arms behind her back, "You'll get it for that little stunt. That was sabotage!"

    She watched Marcus recoil slightly, afraid of another blow, and scanned the other suspects. She noticed Draco Malfoy's henchmen, and as Fred dragged her away and Professor McGonagall swooped down on the pile of Slytherins, Katie caught Draco's eye and made sure he saw the hurt expression on her face.

    She noticed Lupin congratulating Harry and pointing to the Slytherins, an amused expression on his face. He then looked at Katie, with common parental disapproval.

    "Don't let your anger get the best of you. Slytherins aren't worth your time or energy, Katie," he said, resting a hand on her shoulder after Fred had let go of her and steered her into facing away from the Slytherins.

    The team left the field with the rest of the Gryffindors with the promise of a party to end all parties. Katie watched as Angelina marveled about how Fred and George had nicked all the food for the party. Katie had to laugh to herself. She had caught the twins in their second year looking at a map. Which they ended up having to tell her was called The Marauder's Map. It had secret passageways out of the school and into Hogsmeade. But the coolest thing of all was little dots representing some of their teachers, so you always knew where they were while sneaking around.

    The party finally ended when Professor McGonagall told them all off at about two in the morning. Percy of course, acting in Head Boy mode, barked orders at them, and made them leave the common room. No one had any idea what would happen within the next hour.

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    After the Ravenclaw game, Katie stayed in her room a lot. There had been another Sirius Black incident. He had broken into Gryffindor Tower and attacked Ron, most likely looking for Harry. It scared the wits out of her, and she preferred to stay in her room.

    One Saturday in particular, she was going to go out to the pitch and just fly, but she decided to stay in and finish her Advanced Potions essay. Halfway through, yelling erupted from the common room. Katie opened her door and walked down a few to where the third years dorms were and spied over the ledge into the common room. Oliver was standing, looking at Paris furiously. Paris was holding her own ground.

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    "How dare you say that!" Oliver said heatedly, "Katie is my friend and I can treat her as such without you getting jealous."

    "You just don't get it," Paris said, throwing up her hands in frustration, "And I can't take it anymore, ok?"

    "Paris, what do you want from me! I'm not going to abandon my friend for you. I'm just not good enough for you am I?" Oliver said angrily.

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- I'm never gonna be good enough for you.

Can't pretend that I'm alright,

And you can't change me.

Cause we lost it all,

Nothing lasts forever,

I'm sorry I can't be perfect.

Now it's just too late,

And we can't go back,

I'm sorry I can't be perfect. -

Simple Plan - "Perfect"

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    Katie watched as Paris yelled that it was over and stormed from the common room. Oliver paced for a few moments and then looked up as if on instinct. Katie ducked down and crawled out of the alcove and as quietly as she could, ran up the stairs. She entered her dorm and shut the door quietly. She ran to her bed and hopped on it, resuming writing her essay and trying to forget what she had just witnessed. Paris and Oliver had broken up over her.

    "Shit," she muttered shaking her head.

    She was just sitting her quill on her parchment, when a knock sounded at the door. Confused, she didn't say anything, hoping whoever it was would go away. When the knock sounded again, she sighed.

    "Come in."

    The door opened, and there stood Oliver Wood, in all his glory.

    "Got a minute?" he asked, closing the door behind him.

    "This is a girls dorm, Ol. Better make it quick, cause if Percy catches you in here, you better be prepared for a talking to," Katie said jokingly.

    Oliver didn't even crack a smile. He just walked over and moved to sit beside her on her bed. He picked up Mikey, so as not to sit on him and then sat down.

    "Where did you get this?" he said, looking the bear over.

    "Cedric gave it to me for Christmas," she said, taking the bear from him and leaning over to sit it on the bedside table beside her.

    "Oh, are you two-" Oliver began awkwardly.

    Katie laughed. "No. We're just friends, Ol."

    She noticed that Oliver's face seemed to brighten at that news. She ignored it and turned to him. "What did you need to see me for?"

    Oliver rubbed the back of his neck and leaned back against her pillows with a sigh. "I just broke up with Paris. Well, she broke up with me. Oh, hell I don't know. She said something about you and I defended you and she got pissed and the next thing I know, she's yelling that its over," he said looking up at her.

    "Oh my hero. Coming to my defense," Katie said smiling down at him.

    Oliver smiled back. "Yep, that's me," he said and then looked up at the maroon hangings above him, "I just don't get what happened. I mean, did she expect me to stop being friends with you? Because if so, that’s stupid. Girlfriends come and go, but friendships are special. I'm not going to give up the friendship I have with you for her."

    Katie had a million and one thoughts running through her head. First of all, Lee was right. Second, Oliver was completely bonkers. And third through a million and one were variations of that.

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- So I own not a notion,

I escape and ape content,

I don't own emotion,

I rent. -

Rent - "What You Own" (written by Jonathon Larson)

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    Katie's mind was wandering so much, that she didn't notice that Oliver had sat up and was now staring at her.

    "Something wrong, Kate?"

    "No, just thinking is all. Are you sure you ok with that? The break-up?"

    "Oh yeah. I'm fine," Oliver said rather unconvincingly.

    "Well, what are you thinking?" she asked him.

    "Did you mean it when you said I was a bad Captain?"

    Katie looked at him as if he were mad. "Oh, Ol, do you still think about that?"

    "Well yeah. You always mean stuff when you're angry."

    Katie hugged him. "You have your moments, but I think you're a good Captain."

    Oliver placed his arms around her and sighed. "Thanks, Kate. Paris said I was a bad Captain too."

    Katie pulled away and looked at him lividly. "Who cares? She wouldn't know her head from her ass anyway. Forget about her," she said, wanting desperately for Oliver to get it.

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- All of those nights you came to me,

When some silly girl had set you free.

You wondered how you'd make it through,

I wondered what was wrong with you?

Cause how could you give your love to someone else,

And share your dreams with me.

Sometimes of everything you're looking for,

Is the one thing you can't see. -

Vanessa Williams - "Save the Best for Last"

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    Oliver nodded his head. "You're right. God, what would I do without you, Kate?"

    "Have low self-esteem?" Katie offered smiling.

    Oliver laughed. "Probably. Thanks for the ego boost."

    "Anytime."

    Oliver stood, and walked from the dorm, shutting the door softly. Katie flopped back on her bed and sighed heavily.

    "Goddammit," she muttered.

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- Behind the melody,

The words don't mean a thing.

Every tune I play,

Will give whatever I've not said away.

Ain't that what you want them to know?

All they, All they get of you is,

All they get of you,

Is what they get out of the show.

The rest is mine I guess,

The Beauty and The Mess,

To hide. -

Nickel Creek - "The Beauty and the Mess"

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    Katie sat up and looked at her essay mournfully.

    "I live through my work," she mused, and jumped when her dorm door opened again.

    Oliver walked over and stood at the end of her bed. "Come here for a second."

    Katie furrowed her brow and walked over to stand in front of him, leaving a considerable amount of space. She looked up at him with an arched eyebrow.

    "Kate, do you like me?"

    Katie smiled. "I like you well enough," she said teasing him.

    Oliver rolled his eyes and looked down at her seriously. "Please, Kate? Straight answer."

    "Kind of," Katie admitted, "But who in this school doesn't."

    Oliver reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand and leaned down. Katie's mind was reeling. He was going to kiss her! His lips met hers in a soft kiss. Katie's whole world turned on its end. When he pulled back, Katie took a moment before opening her eyes.

    "Please say you felt something," Oliver said, moving to grab her hands.

    "Yeah. Yeah, I did."

    Oliver placed her hands around his neck and leaned down and kissed her again. Katie felt something alright. It was like fireworks, as cliché as it sounds. But Katie had never experienced a kiss in her life and this was definitely a good start. When Oliver deepened the kiss, Katie didn't protest and went with it. When Oliver pulled away, he leaned his forehead against hers and placed a final chaste kiss on her lips.

    Katie looked up and smiled at him. "That was my first kiss you know."

    "Are you serious?" Oliver said.

    "Yep."

    "Hmmmm, well I can do better than that," he said, pressing another soft kiss to her lips.

    Needless to say, Katie's essay lay forgotten on the bed.

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A/N : Eeek! Where to go from there?!? The Quidditch Final of course and Lupin leaving, but what in between. I'm no good at mushy stuff, so this is as mushy as it's going to get. Well, let me do some thinking and the next chapter will be out when it's out.