Title: Starlight ~;
2. I will be chasing your starlight
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Katie Bell, Oliver Wood
Rating: Green
Genre: Romance, Drama, Sad
Introduction: "What I tell you, Katie, is that you will not have other opportunities. He will go away. You have to let them know, you're fired him in an almost embarrassing. "
Katie grimaced, finally removing her breakfast.
"And if he was laughing in my face?" He asked, uncertain, turning back to his best friend. Leanne shook her head.
"I do not see anymore. You only have to endure the journey by train "
Disclaimer: If Harry Potter had been mine, it would never end.
Personal Note: Third Chapter \u0026lt;3 how much I love these two adorable grand? *-* so
3. I will be chasing your starlight
Katie Bell, as a child, had had only two goals in his life at Hogwarts graduate with honors and become a famous Hunter.
His future was laid out before her like a rug when he was nine years old when his father had taught her to play Quidditch and said he really had talent. His mother would have preferred him to become someone important, maybe a ' Auror - had been the dream of her youth, had always said - but Katie had never listened, he knew just what to do with his life.
Fourteen years on, its goals had not changed much, but it was third added to the list: to explain to Oliver Wood that was cooked for him desperately.
What had proved harder than expected and he was right Leanne, her best friend when he said that he would have noticed if he had made a triumphant entrance in the Great Hall dressed as Quaffle.
But certainly could not put off, after all, was the last school day and would not have seen.
did not like to remember, after all.
I do not think is the case, you know? "She murmured, looking at his cup of porridge blankly, while Leanne, beside her, sighed, exasperated. Katie knew that not stand it anymore with all his constant push and pull, but could not help it. "I mean, why should I risk suicide in this way so stupid? I ... "
" Katie, is the beginning of the year that we are waiting for this moment " interrupted her best friend, reserving a menacing look. Katie did not even looked at her and stared at his porridge with darker eyes that had ever seen. "How many other times you'll see him again? It's now or never, Katie! We decided that gliel'avresti said during the celebrations for the Quidditch Cup, but you do not, for heaven's sake ... "and here Leanne began to complain, again. He is also right - Katie would never have admitted, however - because the pay for a whole year complaining of a little girl's crush his captain should not be much fun, but ... not like the idea that she would continue to haunt her in this way. He had changed his mind, okay?
" made fun of me for the rest of " Leanne perfectly imitated his voice and the girl turned to her best friend to electrocution. Leanne sighed, shaking his head. "What I tell you, Katie, is that you will not have other opportunities. He will go away. You have to let them know, you're fired him in an almost embarrassing. "
Katie made a face, finally removing her breakfast.
"And if he was laughing in my face?" He asked, uncertain, turning back to his best friend. Leanne shook her head.
"I do not see anymore. You only have to endure the journey by train, "he said, wisely. She knew that Leanne was right, but he was equally sure that, if Oliver had burst out laughing after his statement, would not hold. It was not his fault, would have bothered. Yes, much.
"All right," he murmured finally. There was nothing to lose but that bit of dignity that was left. Leanne smiled, excited, as if he had just said that he had won a prize of a hundred galleons. Katie did not understand why it had to be happy. He was going to his death, his best friend had to have a minimum of respect. "Come on, I'm not going to eat."
They got up from the Gryffindor table and proceeded towards the Entrance Hall, when Katie saw the familiar figure of Oliver Wood who came from the opposite direction, probably from the Gryffindor common room. His stomach did a somersault on himself and his heart began to beat more faster than normal, as if he had suddenly decided to play Quidditch in his sternum. Suddenly, he realized you can not even utter a word and looked her best friend, for help.
"How am I?" Then he reserved a desperate look. Leanne smiled, placed a lock of hair, the blacks vaguely electrical and beat a light pat on the back.
"Well. Sketches, but good, "he said, affectionately. Katie made a horrified face and her best friend smiled. "You're right, Katie. Seriously, "she seemed to relax, then return agitated as if no words had effect on her. "Listen, O's coming or going now do not you go again! '.
Katie turned around on pins and needles, seeing again the figure of Oliver, who passed her. He smiled in greeting and she smiled back, his heart a thousand, then with the corner of his eye, he saw the face of photography becomes more severe with Leanne.
But it was not his fault, had not the courage. It was a problem?
had changed his mind, he did not mean anything to Oliver, it was fine, really, certainly would not complain, he admired as a player, because ruin everything?
But all the excuses of his brain were quickly smothered by his best friend, in a burst of initiative, had given her a slight shove - by calculating the optimal distance, Katie had to add - and had dropped him to someone.
"Ouch."
Someone who turned out to be Oliver Wood.
Katie immediately became a color that reminds her Quidditch uniform, a red that just goes to his hair blacks. Her heart beat a thousand, while it rose in the boy's body was cooked and tried desperately to hide her face behind the red-hot mass of hair that fell on his face.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry" rang, still hiding behind her hair, trying not to show his face to the boy. "Leanne has pushed me, I do not know what is taken and I have not been able to keep me in ...." The giggle
Oliver interrupted in the middle of her sentence and for the first time, looked up at him, looking at air-tight.
'It's okay, do not worry, "he said, getting up and moving away the dust from his trousers, then reach out to help her up. Katie looked at her, incredulous at first, Then he grabbed her and pulled her up effortlessly, and she became even redder than before.
"Excuse me yet," he muttered, mortified. He looked around for a moment, searching for his best friend, but that seemed to have evaporated into thin air. Damn her.
"Hey, I've killed mica. This is nothing, I just gets worse and you know it 'gave her a smile and Katie stared at him, unable to say the least. He felt like ... dazzled. She smiled in turn, looking stupid, while uttered a sigh stupid little girl. "See you then," he added, shrugging and doing to start.
"Um, yes," she murmured, just looking to go away. He knew that Leanne would kill her in a few seconds if he knew he had let the opportunity escape from under the nose, but she was not Leanne. She had courage, she panicked. Always refers back because he was afraid.
But this time would not have had a second chance, Oliver was leaving forever.
'Oliver! "He had
invoked without even realizing it, and only when he had turned toward her quizzically she realized what he had done.
"Yes?" He came up with an eyebrow arched, and she stared in fear. What had jumped n mind? Since I had become so stupid?
"Um, I wanted ... yes, I just wanted to tell you ... well '..." he started to stutter and this was a novelty, at least for Oliver. Katie Bell - usually - do not stutter mica, indeed, was rather determined in everything he did. And now stood before him to stutter. "Good luck, here! "He finally said, cursing herself and the courage that he had not. "Good luck ... your life, yes."
He looked at her quizzically while replacing it with a more amused as he watched the girl stammered.
"Thank you, Katie," he murmured, amused, patting a pat on the shoulder. She was dazzled by her smile again and was still firing when his hand touched his shoulder. "You too. Good luck to you too, Katie. I know I'll be the most clever Huntress of the world. "
She blushed even more, and hid behind her hair again, embarrassed.
"And I know that you will become a very good goalkeeper," he said, in parts, looking at him with safe air. "No one will ever doubt. Good luck, Oliver. "
He smiled again and shook his head, messing a bit 'hair like a little sister. Katie sighed and turned to go back to his dorm and retrieve the chest, as from there a few hours should have started and most of his stuff was still spread throughout his room.
Patience, she could not say anything to Oliver. There would never be successful, it was impossible. Oliver Wood would not have noticed anything, even if she had hung a sign around his neck that reads 'I am cooked and overcooked you' . He was interested in the Quidditch and nothing else.
And even if he was interested in girls, it certainly would not have noticed a fourteen year old girl staring at him adoringly every time he passed and was in danger of falling from his broom handle if only he was flying nearby.
There was little to do, just had to accept reality. And then, it was just a poor cooked. She would have gone! Motivational Speeches
cabbage, his brain was not really the best in this.
"Katie?"
Oliver called her back, with an amused tone of voice. She spun around and saw him, still impaled there, staring at her with a smile that lit up her face.
"Yes?" She asked, uneasy. Oliver shook his head, amused, and his smile became, if anything, even greater. He could light up the entire Hogwarts, at this rate.
"Be forward, next year, even without me," he said, while she nodded and went back to move towards her dorm. "And do not see too many achievements, eh."
"What? She asked, puzzled, while Baston chuckled and shook his head.
"You're getting big, and soon you'll have a lot of guys that will turn around! "
I am just a shame that only one. That is definitely blind.
She glared at him and shook his head, as to forget those words - that strange compliment that had been felt for a moment, beautiful.
not believe that he noted. It was impossible, they were talking about Oliver Wood. It was science fiction. He noted that he was only growing. That's it. Could not have noticed, because .... Because, come on, Oliver Wood noted that someone? you, then?
Yes, definitely science fiction.
"Do not worry, I will have eyes only for the Quaffle muttered and he laughed. His laughter filled the heart of Katie and she blushed again, under the gaze of the boy. It was cooked, with no hope of being able to change his mind. He did not know how he did the following year, without him, but for now she was sure it was enough that he laughed with her.
"Good, Katie" smiled that smile again and she stole it to keep it tight in his memories. She would come in handy, sooner or later. "See you on the train. And we do not make emotional, okay? We said goodbye already. I want you to smile, do not tell me goodbye. Why so you come to see me, right? You'll be at my games when I become a professional goalkeeper, right? "
Katie smiled, amused by his words. Was probably the longest speech that had never reserved, but she was fine. No pretense who knows for sure that she wanted more than good.
"Only if you let me get tickets," he murmured. He chuckled and then gave a nod with his head. She smiled at his address and then they both went in two different directions.
Katie stared for a moment the back of Oliver Wood who moved away and then found himself smiling to himself. Leanne would kill her, but she was fine. Made her a compliment and invited her to his future matches. Was enough. After all, could not expect much even from herself. Ambition he kept inside for two great objectives of his life does not corrode the third. She did not care to have happened with Oliver, that was enough.
the end, I was not so bad, considering that he did not even put on her costume Quaffle.
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