I Only Wanted

A/N : Got good feedback on the Snape twist, so it stays! YAY! I liked it anyway! This chapter is skipping ahead a few days. As I was re-reading PoA, I really wanted to incorporate the Hermione slap. But it was before Charms, which is before lunch for the trio. So, taking creative license, since this is fan fiction, I'm pushing it to the afternoon. Deal.

    This chapter will also have Snape admission about the godfather thing, and the whole lead up to the Quidditch Final. Complete with Oliver's obsession and how Katie stands it and defends the team against Oliver. We all see that Harry snaps, but what about everyone else? *ponders* And since this is Slytherin vs. Gryffindor here, good ol' Marcus and Draco will be returning soon. Well, maybe not good when it comes to Marcus. *grins*

    And I thought I'd clarify something. Just for understanding purposes, so no one thinks I forgot about something. In chapter 21 when I made the P.O.V switch, I thought it would be obvious, but since Melodie asked, here ya go. After Katie handed in her report, Snape was summoned to Dumbledore's office (like how Snape summons Lupin in PoA, with the fire), and he sets off to go see Dumbledore. So, he was the one watching Katie and Lee. He heard his name and had to listen. Nosy git. LOL. That’s why Dumbledore makes the comment that Snape said that Katie had taken a liking to Snape, even against her Housemates. All clear now? YAY! I just wanted to imply it and not have to say it, but that’s ok. Made my brain think some more. *smiles at Melodie* Another inquisitive person. YAY!

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    Monday morning went by in a blur for Katie. But as Katie, Fred, George, Alicia, Lee, and Angelina exited the Great Hall, the day became momentous. Hermione Granger has just slapped Draco Malfoy. Katie was torn between being happy for Hermione standing up for herself, or support Draco, who was certainly hit enough at home.

    Fred and George made their presence known and Katie locked eyes with Draco. She wanted nothing more that to yell at Hermione and hug the Slytherin. But she knew she couldn't. Draco seemed to be having a similar internal battle. Draco backed away from Hermione and with a look to his leeches Crabbe and Goyle, walked off toward their next class.

    "Just another bruise," Draco whispered as he passed by Katie.

    Katie closed her eyes and opened them after a moment, watching Draco leave. Fred and George were congratulating a very shaken Hermione and Katie just left the group, heading to the dungeons for Potions. Lee, who had been standing beside her, quickly took off after her.

    "Katie, what did the Malfoy brat say to you?"

    This caught Fred and George's attention, and they were soon side by side with Lee, looking concerned.

    "Malfoy said something to you?" Fred asked, placing a hand on Katie's arm, to stop her from walking.

    "It was nothing," Katie said, wrenching away from Fred and walking on.

    George was the one to stop her next. "Katie, if he-"

    "Just drop it, all of you," she said, pointing at each of the boys, "You wouldn't understand."

    Fred looked at her, a hurt expression on his face. "Fine, if you want to hide things from us, that’s great," he said, pushing past Katie and walking into the Potions room.

    George scowled at Katie and took off after Fred. Lee just lowered his head and walked past her. Angelina and Alicia appeared a second later, looking at Katie curiously.

    "What's wrong, Kate?" Angelina asked.

    "I always fuck everything up, I swear," Katie said, throwing up her hands and walking into the classroom.

    Katie went to sit next to Lee, but then left a seat in between them and motioned for Angelina to sit with her instead. Alicia went and sat beside Lee, and Katie gave her a small smile of thanks.

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    After an hour of George shooting glares at her, Katie was glad for the class to be over. Fred didn't look at her as he left and neither did Lee, but George managed one last look. Alicia gave Katie a sympathetic smile. Angelina took their things and moved toward the middle of the table.

    Katie couldn't put her finger on it, but she thought Snape was acting a little weirder than usual. He seemed to be somewhere else mentally. Katie shrugged it off a stressful day. Percy walked in a moment later and sat beside Katie, looking at her severely.

    "What did you do to my brothers?" he said, his brow furrowing, "Fred looked like someone died and George looked ready to kill. And George was muttering something about you."

    "He's just pissed, because I wouldn't tell him something," Katie said looking at Percy seriously, "They're overreacting."

    "Why wouldn't you tell them?"

    "Because it's none of their business!" Katie said exasperated, "Do not make me out to be the bad guy here."

    Percy held up his hands in defense. "Ok, ok. I'm not accusing you, Kate."

    Katie sighed, and rested her head against Percy's shoulder. "It's been a rough afternoon."

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    "Work on your reports, as they are due in two days, and I have only received one so far," Snape said, looking purposely at Katie as the bell rang, "Alright, off with you, except Miss. Bell."

    Percy looked at Katie curiously, and Katie sighed. "I handed in my paper already. He said he'd grade it and give it back to me today. That's probably what he wants. You guys go on, I'll meet you in the Great Hall."

    After the students filed out, Katie approached Snape's desk. She watched as he rummaged through the papers on his desk, picking up her report.

    "Again, an excellent paper, Miss. Bell," he said handing the packet of parchment back to her, "But that’s not what I need to speak to you about."

    Katie looked down at the papers and then back up at Snape. "Sorry to be blunt, Professor, but then what did you hold me back for?"

    Snape smirked. "Well, the other day, I had a meeting with the Headmaster. He received another letter from your parents. And from your parents attorney. Now seeing as neither of your parents had any siblings and both set of your grandparents died in the last war, your parents were left with only one option. So, they filed papers with the attorney, to transfer guardianship to their only option," he said, choosing his words carefully.

    "Ok, and who might that be? I don't have any other relatives," Katie said confused, "Why are you telling me this? Why isn't Dumbledore?"

    "Because, Miss. Bell, I was asked by your parents when you were born to be your godfather. I never thought it would come to this, especially after my questionable history," he said, clearing his throat, "But, they obviously expect me to live up to the contract," noticing Katie's confused expression, he explained further, "A godparent in the wizarding world is different than one in the muggle world. When you accept godparenting responsibilities, you enter into a contract. One that is not easily broken."

    "So, you're my godfather," Katie stated blankly, "Well, my day just keeps getting better and better."

    Katie could tell by the smirk covering Snape's face, that if he was the type of person to laugh, he'd be laughing now.

    "I'm not going to pretend to be thrilled about this either, Miss. Bell. But, what's done is done. And the Headmaster has agreed that you can stay here over the summer."

    "You live here?"

    "Is that so surprising, Miss. Bell?" Snape said, arching an eyebrow.

    "No, saying you have a chateau in France would be surprising, but I didn't really expect you to be living in the castle," Katie said sarcastically.

    Snape smirked again. "Well, consider yourself lucky. At least you won't be left with no place to go after the term is over."

    Katie nodded. "I know you had no choice, but thanks anyway. For taking me in."

    Snape nodded in turn. "You're welcome. Now, off with you. You'll be late for dinner."

    Katie walked over to her desk and collected her things. With one last meaningful look at Snape, she left the dungeons. She made her way to Gryffindor Tower and dropped off her things, but she noticed that she wasn't very hungry. In fact, her hands were shaking, and she felt a nauseating headache coming on. She had a fleeting thought of going to the Hospital Wing for some headache medicine, but grabbed her cloak instead and decided she needed some time to think.

    She walked down to the entrance hall and out onto the grounds. She breathed in the chilly air and made her way to her rock. She climbed up on it and sat with her knees pulled up to her chest.

    Severus Snape was her godfather. He had said that he knew her parents hadn't he. He had given her that hint. Was that why he held such an amount of pride in her? Was that why he recruited her for the advanced class? Katie wasn't sure, but she figured that was why.

    She sighed heavily and looked out as the sun set over the lake. It was beautiful, the way the sun looked red, and the sky looked purple, fading into blackish blue. So many things were happening in her life, and Katie knew she had to deal with them rationally. No more cutting. She couldn't bare to do that anymore. She had hurt too many people. But even so, she felt lost forcing herself not to do it. That had been her escape from the world. And there would always be things that she would have to hide. Like what Draco had confided in her, and now, Snape being her godfather. She certainly couldn't tell anyone about either of those things and now with the thoughts running through her mind about Oliver and Percy being gone next year, Katie was at a loss. She didn't know what to do or how to deal. But right then, looking out over the lake at the magnificent sunset that Hogwarts had to offer, everything just stopped. She knew she'd have to deal with it later, but for now, she just wanted to be alone.

    Upon hearing squishy footsteps coming towards her through the melted snow, Katie knew her quiet time was over. She didn't even look, expecting Percy, Oliver, or even Lupin. But when the person cleared their throat, she had to look. She was surprised to see Fred standing there. She could tell it was Fred by the stoical look on his face.

    "What are you doing out here, Fred?"

    Fred didn't say anything as he climbed up onto the rock and sat beside her. It took a few moments for him to say anything. ""I'm sorry I snapped at you. You have every right not to tell us something. You like your privacy, I know that. I just worry is all," he said, looking sideways at her.

    "I know you do," Katie said, nudging Fred with her elbow, "but, some things, just have to stay secret. Its nothing that’s going to hurt anyone, it's just my business."

    Fred nodded. "I just felt like you couldn't trust me," he said and suddenly his face broke into a grin, "But that’s stupid, eh?"

    Katie leaned her head on Fred's shoulder. "I would never not trust you, Fred. It's just, complicated."

    Fred placed an arm around her shoulders and rubbed her arm absently. "So, Snape held you after class? What was that about?"

    "Can't tell you that either," Katie said smiling.

    "Damn, two for two. Anything you can tell me about?" Fred said, laughing.

    "You know everything else," Katie said honestly.

    Fred seemed to be thinking on that for a few moments. "Ok, I can live with that," he said pulling her closer to him, "It's cold out here."

    "I don't mind it," Katie said simply.

    "I noticed," Fred said leaning his head on top of Katie's, "How about we go inside?"

    "As long as I don't have to go to dinner."

    "Deal," Fred said, standing and extending a hand to Katie.

    Katie took it and Fred hoisted her into a standing position. Fred walked her up to Gryffindor Tower, against Katie's protest, and then left to rejoin the other in the Great Hall. Katie went up to her dormitory to have some peace and quiet once more.

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    The week leading up to the Quidditch Final was one of the worst. Scuffles between Gryffindors and Slytherins were breaking out in the halls between every class. But the worst of all of it was Oliver.

    "I KNOW OLIVER!" Harry shouted, before walking off down the hallway.

    Katie walked up behind Oliver and smacked hard on the shoulder. "Will you leave him alone!"

    Oliver stood there rubbing his shoulder, brows furrowed as if ready for the fight that would ensue. "I'm just stressing how important it is for him-"

    "And he knows Oliver. He's not just going to suddenly forget."

    Oliver's expression changed immediately as he went into 'Captain-mode'. "I've been meaning to talk to you too. Just make sure all of your passes go to Ang. She's the best scorer on the team."

    Katie rolled her eyes. "Yes, sir."

    Oliver looked over at the hand rubbing his shoulder and snapped out of 'Captain-mode'. "You smacked me. And hard."

    "Well, you were being an ass," Katie said honestly.

    Oliver leaned forward and kissed her lightly. "Thanks, sweetheart," he said pulling away.

    "Who else is going to keep you in line?"

    Oliver arched his eyebrow suggestively and smiled at her. "Just you," he said, kissing her cheek and walking off toward his next class.

    The next time Katie saw Oliver, he was now bearing down on the twins. Katie walked over, intent on finding out what they were talking about.

    "Just watch him, alright, he's tricky," Oliver was saying as she approached.

    "Oliver, we know! We've played Slytherin before. What's the difference?" Fred said, spotting his savoir now standing behind Oliver.

    "The difference is that we're playing for the Quidditch Cup! This isn't some regular game. I knew you guys wouldn't take it seriously. You never take anything seriously," Oliver said, his voice dripping with frustration.

    "Oliver! Don't say that to them," Katie said, stepping into Oliver's eye line, "They take a lot of things seriously."

    "How do you always seem to show up?" Oliver said, turning his frustration toward Katie and immediately regretting it.

    "I'm looking out for my teammates. We know damn well how important the Cup is to you, but you don't know is how important it is to us. We just don't obsess over it, like you do," Katie spat vehemently.

    She could feel the twins identical smirks behind her and had to smile herself, at the expression on Oliver's face. He hated being out argued by anyone. But especially by Katie.

    "Fine. Fine," Oliver said walking off in the direction of the common room.

    "Thanks, Kate," Fred said, hugging her from behind, "The wrath of Oliver Wood is never fun."

    Katie smiled at him over her shoulder. "Well, he was just being mean," she said and looked over at George, who was eyeing her oddly, "What, George?"

    "How did I miss you two making up? Did you tell him what you were hiding?" George said, looking slightly hurt.

    "No, because its none of anyone's business. Besides, you guys know everything else about me, let me have one or two secrets for myself."

    George smiled at that. "As long as you and Malfoy aren't have secret rendezvous around the castle."

    Katie scrunched up her face in disgust. "Merlin, George. That’s just wrong."

    The twins both laughed at her expression and Katie knew that all was well between the three of them. But Oliver was another story now. She'd yelled at him twice today. And this second time didn't end in a make-up kiss. Fred, picking up on her pensive expression, gave her a squeeze.

    "What's wrong?"

    "I've got to go apologize to Oliver," she said stepping out of his hug and facing him.

    "But you were in the right, Kate," George pointed out.

    "That doesn't mean I wasn't harsh. I know sometimes people need to hear things for their own good," she said as the twins nodded in unison, "but Oliver is under a lot of stress. Caused by himself, but still," Katie said tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, "I just need to go and make sure I didn't hurt his feelings."

    "Well, I'm betting," Fred said placing an arm around her and steering her toward a staircase to their left, "that he's in the common room, hunched over the mini-pitch. Obsessing once more over tactics for our game."

    Katie laughed. "I'm sure he is."

    And sure enough, upon entering the common room, Katie saw Oliver sitting on the floor in front of the fire, hunched over the mini-pitch he had bought at Diagon Alley.

    "Pay up," Fred whispered.

    Katie smirked at him. "I didn't bet you anything, nor did I bet against you."

    Fred smirked back and kissed her cheek. "Go make up with your boyfriend," he said before dashing over to sit by Angelina.

    But from the squeal Katie heard, Fred had attempted to sit on her. She suppressed a giggle and turned to look at Oliver. Shadows played over his face from the dancing firelight, making him look tired and worn out. She walked over quietly and sat on the couch behind him. She heard him sigh and she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, laying her head on his back. He took her hands in his and placed a kiss on each one.

    "Did I hurt your feelings?" Katie asked softly.

    Oliver shook his head. "I needed to hear it. I just assume. Just because the rest of the team doesn't act like I do, doesn't mean they don't care about the Cup as much as I do."

    Katie gave him a squeeze and Oliver leaned back against her knees. "I just wanted to make sure we were ok."

    Oliver looked up at her upside down. "Of course we are."

    Katie smiled and placed a kiss on his forehead. "So, how many days do we still have?"

    "Three," Oliver said, sighing as Katie began to play with his hair.

    "I can't stand all the fighting going on. It's annoying."

    Oliver just 'hmm'd' and Katie had to smile. She tousled his hair and he looked at her. "Hey," he said, pouting, "I like when you play with my hair."

    "Oh, this from the boy who hates people touching his hair," Katie said a laughing threatening to escape.

    "Not when its you," he said reaching up and pulling her down into a kiss.

    Katie pulled back and smiled at him. "You are so cute," she said giggling.

    Oliver grabbed her knees, knowing she was extremely ticklish. Katie let out a yelp and pulled her legs up to her on the couch. Before she knew it, she was involved in an all out tickle war with Oliver. Katie faintly heard Fred yell, "Get a room!" over her screams and laughter. Gasping for air, she yelled for a truce. Oliver leaned down and kissed her passionately. When he pulled back, he smiled at her.

    "Ok, truce," he said, lifting his hands and allowing her to escape.

    Katie got up, straightened her robes and looked at Oliver, still sprawled on the couch, hair in disarray. 'He is cute,' Katie thought smiling. But she would never tell him that again. Well, maybe she would. Katie looked at her watch and frowned.

    "I need to get to bed," she said looking at Oliver.

    "I'll walk you up," he said stretching, "I'm getting tired myself."

    He bent down and picked up the mini-pitch, tucking it under his right arm. He placed his left arm around Katie's shoulders and they walked up to the fifth floor dorms. At the door, he smiled shyly at Katie and leaned down to kiss her.

    "Night, sweetheart," he said smiling as he turned and walked up to his dormitory.

    Katie walked into her dormitory, smiling. She changed into her pajamas and hopped into bed. Grabbing Mikey, she fell into a peaceful sleep. She wondered absently if she would sleep better every night be having a tickle war with Oliver before bedtime. Grinning at the thought and then blushing, Katie sighed and dreamt about Oliver.