I Only Wanted

A/N : Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed! I'm always so surprised that people actually like this story. LOL.

    On a more serious note, I have to mention something. As you all have probably heard by now, Sean Biggerstaff is being excluded from PoA. That’s right, they cut Oliver Wood, and possibly Quidditch itself, from PoA. How stupid is that! Grrrr. Anyways, if you have the time, go to . It probably won't get Sean back in since its possibly too late, but at least they'll know how pissed we are. It froze on the 4525th signature, so it had to be started again. But the signatures on this petition will be added to the first one when it's sent in. It's up to over ten thousand! YAY! So, so many people! Gotta support Sean! (thanks very much to www.mugglenet.com for all that info. I heart Mugglenet!)

    As for this chapter, I re-read "The Quidditch Final" chapter of PoA last nite, so now I know how I'm going to do this. Some things I'm going to switch. Like when Marcus rams into Angelina by "accident" cause he didn't see her, I'm going to make it Katie instead. It goes with the story better. Then of course Fred retaliates by hitting in Marcus in the back of the head with his club. LOL. Ok. And also, I hate that everyone is all like "Harry won!". Ugh, that’s such BS. I'm going to give everyone their congrats. They deserve it!

    Ok, ENJOY!

P.S. Sorry it took so long to get this out. I was going through my grieving period for the "death" of Oliver Wood in PoA. I went through denial, then I cried, then I got pissed and ranted all over the web, and now I've accepted it. LOL.

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    The Gryffindor Quidditch Team was standing on the pitch, watching their Captain pace back and forth, assessing the ground beneath their feet. He turned suddenly and motioned with his arm for them to follow him, into the locker rooms. As they changed into their Quidditch robes, Katie suddenly became nauseous. She had refused food all day and now had the definite feeling that she was going to throw up. After the year of problems she had had with Marcus so far, this would be the first Quidditch match against him. She felt weak, and she hated it. She had beaten Marcus before, so why wouldn't she today. A hand on her shoulder tore her from her thoughts.

    "I think it's tied," Fred said, pointing to the laces in the front of her robes.

    She had triple knotted them without realizing it. She looked at Fred, and gave him a small smile. As if reading her mind, his expression turned serious.

    "If he knows what's good for him, he'll stay away from you today, Kate. And if not, he'll have to deal with me and George," he said, smiling mischievously.

    She smiled, but the butterflies continued their moshing in Katie's stomach. "Thanks Fred."

    He nodded and the team congregated in the center of the locker room. Oliver looked at all of them purposefully.

    "You all know what needs to be done. Just play your hardest. Slytherin is not going to let us just take the Cup. Alright team, let's go," he said, a maniac look in his eyes.

    The team grabbed their brooms, and waited for Lee to announce them. As their names were called, they walked out onto the field amongst boo's from the Slytherin section. A moment later, the Slytherin team emerged, to even more boo's. Katie looked to Angelina confused until she saw the Slytherin team. Marcus had changed the line-up.

    "Fuck," she muttered under her breath, sizing up who she had to play against.

    Marcus Flint. He stood opposite her and smirked. Madam Hooch entered the pitch, carrying a large crate under her arm. She sat it down, and stood between the two teams.

    "Captains, shake hands!" she ordered.

    Katie could have sworn that Marcus and Oliver were trying to break each other's fingers. She shook her head and mounted her broom, as Madam Hooch had instructed. Madam Hooch released the Bludgers and the Golden Snitch, and on her whistle, tossed the Quaffle into the air. Katie kicked up from the ground hard and flew above Angelina, who had grabbed the Quaffle. Angelina tossed the Quaffle up to Katie. Katie urged her broom to go faster as she approached the Slytherin goals. She looked around for any open players, and was about to pass to Alicia, when something slammed into the side of her. She felt the Quaffle slip from her hands as she grabbed her broom in a panic. She looked up to see Marcus.

    "Sorry, didn't see her there," he shouted, over the boos rising from the crowd, mocking sincerity.

    Fred was quick to retaliate though. As he flew by Marcus, he swung his club and hit Marcus in the back of the head. Marcus fell forward, cracking his nose on his broom. Madam Hooch blew her whistle, calling penalties for both sides.

    "But I thought he was a Bludger. It was an honest mistake!" Fred argued, but received a stern look from Madam Hooch, and flew off.

    Katie flew with more drive than she had ever had. She wanted to show Marcus. Although, fights were breaking out all over the field. Bole, a Slytherin Beater, and hit Alicia, claiming the same excuse Fred had made. George retaliated by elbowing Bole in the face. Madam Hooch was calling penalties right and left, but Katie took advantage if their anger after the penalty shots were made. Stealing the Quaffle from Warrington, Katie streaked up the field. Throwing the Quaffle as hard as she could, it flew through one of the goal posts. Fred and George swooped down, surrounding her in case Bole and the other Beater, Derrick, wanted to get revenge. As Katie broke away to tail Marcus, angry shouts filled the stadium. Katie looked toward the Gryffindor goal posts to see Oliver, laying flat on his broom, obviously trying to catch his breath. The Slytherin Beaters looked quite proud of themselves. Katie didn't need Madam Hooch to call the penalty to realize what had happened.

    "YOU DO NOT ATTACK THE KEEPER UNLESS THE QUAFFLE IS WITHIN THE SCORING AREA!" she shrieked, beside herself.

    Marcus flew around Katie, smirking.

    "Awwww Katie, did we hurt your boyfriend?"

    Katie reached out and grabbed Marcus' robes, pulling him dangerously off balance. "Sod off," she said pushing him backward, thoroughly enjoying the fact that he almost fell as she took off after Angelina, who was in possession of the Quaffle.

    She didn't pay attention to anything else in the game, until more shouts of anger whooshed through the stadium. Katie looked up to see Draco clinging to the end of Harry's broom, slowing him down.

    "YOU CHEATING SCUM!" she heard Lee yell, only this time Professor McGonagall hadn't attempted to stop him.

    Alicia went to take their penalty shot, but missed, on account of being so angry. The game resumed again, and the Slytherin team was getting nastier. Angelina scored after Harry cleared the way for her. A moment later, cheers could be heard from the Slytherin section, and Katie saw Harry zoom off toward Draco. She tried to concentrate on the game going on around her, but it was over in an instant. Harry had caught the Snitch. They had won the Quidditch Cup.

    Following Oliver's lead, the rest of the team zoomed across the field to join Harry. Oliver was beside himself, and had the tears to prove it. Katie found herself crying as they landed. She was so happy for Oliver. This had been his dream, and they had all made it happen. Katie noticed Professor McGonagall who, if it was possible, was crying harder than Oliver. The school was closing in on them, with the exception of the Slytherins, forming a large multi-colored huddle in the center of the pitch.

    Oliver took the Cup, and raised it high above his head, and Katie felt Angelina and Alicia pulling her into a massive group hug with Fred and George. Oliver handed the Cup to Harry and joined the group hug. He pulled Katie from it and Katie looked up at him, laughing. She wiped the tears from his cheeks and pulled him down into a kiss. Oliver wrapped his arms around her and kissed with all the passion he could muster. When he pulled away, Katie stood on tip-toe to talk to him.

    "Are you alright?" she called over the noise, placing a hand on his ribs.

    Oliver nodded and grinning, kissed her again. He pulled back and hugged her tightly, lifting her off the ground. "This is the happiest day of my life," he said, next to her ear, "Thank you."

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    The party that night was one for the record books. No one could even think about sleeping. Even Percy, who had obviously left his dignity back at the castle at the end of the match, was enjoying himself. Katie finally found a moment alone with Oliver, sitting beside him on the couch; the twins, Angelina and Alicia, sitting around them and on the floor.

    'Why did you thank me?" she asked as Oliver pulled her close.

    He looked down at her, his brows furrowed. "I thought that would be obvious, Kate," he said, rubbing her arm absently, "Everyone else can think of Harry as the hero today, but you were playing too. And you guys too," he said to the rest of the team seated around them, "All I ever wanted was to win the Cup. And I'm glad I had such a good team playing for me today. We wouldn't have won otherwise"

    Katie hugged Oliver around the middle and Fred and George 'awwww'd' loudly.

    "Thanks Ol," Angelina said, smacking Fred, "That’s very nice of you to say."

    "Only the truth," Oliver said, kissing the top of Katie's head, "You guys played hard today. Even when Slytherin wasn't playing fairly. I'm proud of all of you."

    Katie logged this away in her memory. Oliver did care about the team. She smiled to herself as she leaned against him.

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    Katie felt it her duty to ridicule the older Weasley's in the coming weeks. Percy was studying for his N.E.W.T.'s and Fred and George were preparing to finally take their O.W.L.'s. But, of course, angering a Weasley had been Katie's favorite pass time since her first year. And with Percy, it was almost too easy and she sometimes wondered why she bothered.

    The following Sunday afternoon, she made her way to Lupin's office. She wanted to talk to him again before the full moon. As she approached, she saw Snape exit Lupin's office. Upon seeing her, he looked at her startled.

    "Miss. Bell. What are you doing wondering the corridors?"

    "I was just going to see Professor Lupin. Before the full moon and all," she added in a lower voice.

    "Oh, I see," Snape said realizing the meaning of her words, "How long have you known?"

    "A few months now. Why?"

    "You haven't told anyone, have you?" he asked, skeptically.

    "Only Professor Lupin. Why would I tell anyone that?" Katie asked, hands on her hips.

    Snape smirked and patted her shoulder as he walked by. "Good."

    Katie turned and looked at Snape's retreating figure curiously. Shrugging, she continued on to Lupin's office. She knocked on his open door and he motioned her in, a goblet sitting on the table in front of him.

    "Oh, I was wondering what Snape was up here for," Katie said taking a seat in the armchair beside him.

    Lupin smiled at her. "I was hoping you would be coming by. The Headmaster told me about your plans for the summer."

    Katie laughed. "Oh yeah. I'm not really looking forward to it."

    "And why not? The castle is yours for entire summer," Lupin said, a mischievous look in his eyes.

    "Yeah, I suppose. But unless that Sirius Black is caught, I'm going to be locked in Gryffindor Tower. I won't be able to practice Quidditch or anything," Katie said, noticing the closed expression on Lupin's face at the mention of Black, "Professor, do you know anything about him? I mean, there's so many different stories floating around about him."

    "Well, he betrayed the Potter's, and killed thirteen people with a single curse," Lupin said, but Katie knew there was something he wasn't telling her.

    Although she knew better than to press upon the issue. He cleared his throat and looked to Katie, a forced smile on his face.    

    "I don't know much else," he said.

    Katie nodded halfheartedly. "I won't ask."

    Lupin's brow furrowed. "If you're curious, just ask. Never stifle your curiosity, Katie."

    "I don't want you to think about things. Especially when it comes to Harry's parents," Katie said, trying to find the words she wanted, "I know that still has to hurt."

    "How protective of you, Miss. Bell," he said teasingly.

    "Oh, bugger off," Katie said smiling, "You know what I mean."

    Lupin smiled. "If you ever want to know anything, just ask."

    Katie nodded and looked down at her knees. Lupin, having picked up on the nervous habit, knew Katie wasn't telling him something.

    "There's something you're not telling me," he said slowly.

    "I could say the same about you," Katie said defensively.

    "Katie-"

    "I don't want to talk about it," she said honestly.

    Lupin nodded his head and held up a hand in surrender. "Ok, that’s fine. You know I'm here if you feel ready to talk."

    Katie smiled in agreement. "I'm going to go," she said standing.

    Lupin followed her lead, walking her to the door. Katie turned and embraced him.

    "Thanks Professor," Katie said.

    Lupin pulled back and smiled at her. "Anytime."

    Katie waved slightly as she walked down the hall toward the staircase. She had no intent on going back to Gryffindor Tower. She made her way down the staircases, into the entrance hall, and out onto the grounds. As she approached her rock, she stopped dead in her tracks. There was a hooded figure sitting on the rock. The sight itself scared her witless, and she was ready to turn on her heels and run up to Gryffindor Tower. Katie shook herself mentally and forced her feet to walk toward the rock. As she got closer, she recognized the cloak as a Hogwarts cloak, but she couldn't see the House crest.

    "Hey, you! What're you doing out here?" Katie questioned loudly.

    The figure turned, startled, and lowered its hood. From the first visible strand of silvery blonde hair, Katie knew who it was.

    "Merlin, Bell," Draco Malfoy said, running a hand through his hair.

    "Well, you're up on my rock," Katie said, climbing up onto the rock herself.

    "I didn't want anyone to bother me," he said softly, lifting the hood to cover his head again, but Katie stopped his hand.

    "Why?"

    "I don't want to talk about it," he said and slid the hood up over his head, shutting her out.

    Katie felt hurt for a moment and then realized that she had just done the same to Lupin. And the fact that Draco was probably hiding something worse than she was, scared her. She lifted a hand and placed it on his cloaked shoulder. When he didn't even flinch, Katie knew something was wrong with him. Choosing her words carefully, she attempted to get him to talk.

    "I just told Lupin the same thing and I know what I'm hiding. You know I'll listen and not judge you for anything you feel like saying," Katie said, giving his shoulder a slight squeeze.

    He turned slowly and looked at her, and she noticed something she hadn't before. A brilliant bruise blossoming on the side of his left eye. She reached out her fingers and grazed it gently, watching as his eyes shut against the pain.

    "What- Who did that to you?" Katie said re-thinking the statement.

    Draco sighed and Katie knew there was a story coming to explain this. "Father came to pay me a visit," he said and suddenly placed a hand on Katie's now clenched fists, "I'm not done."

    Katie nodded and allowed Draco to continue, trying to keep her calm.

    "He was here to talk to Dumbledore about the hippogriffs execution. I tried to tell him, again, that it was my fault, and that it certainly shouldn’t be executed. But he just pushed me aside, still angry that I lost the Quidditch Cup. So, I went back to the Slytherin Common Room. The rest of the Quidditch team was sitting around, talking. So, naturally I joined them. Then, Marcus started talking about you," Draco said looking at her purposefully, "Really perverse stuff. So, I told him to shut up about it. You know, telling him that no one wanted to hear about a Gryffindor. Well, the other guys laughed, except Marcus. He seemed to be insulted. So he stood up, grabbed my arm and dragged me off to a corner in the common room. He asked me why I stood up for you. I told him that I didn't, I just didn't understand why he wasted his time on you," he said pausing, noticing Katie's curious expression, "Well, its true."

    "Draco, just keep talking," Katie said, feeling tears welling in her eyes.

    "He grabbed the front of my robes and threw a punch. That one hit me in the stomach. He started babbling about how he was going to have you and all this other bullshit. I told him it was bullshit and that you weren't that stupid and he punched my eye. Then he shoved me against the wall and told me to watch my back," Draco said looking down at his shoes, "I'm sorry, Katie."

    Katie couldn't stop the flow of tears as she pulled Draco into a hug. "Don't be sorry. You stood up for me. That was so brave of you," she said as she felt him latch onto her.

    "I couldn't take him saying those things about you," he mumbled against Katie's shoulder.

    Katie pulled back and placed a small kiss on Draco's cheek. "Thank you, Draco."

    Blushing, Draco nodded. "You're welcome. I'm just kind of scared to go back to the common room now."

    An idea hit Katie with the force of a Bludger. "Draco, come with me. I'll make sure Marcus is put in his place."

    Draco went to argue, but Katie was already climbing down the rock and motioning for him to follow.