Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything affiliated with Harry Potter. I simply own Iris, Jon, Emily, and a few others.
Summary: This is about Katie Bell's Sixth Year at Hogwarts and what happens to her and her friends throughout the year.
Rating: Strong T. This chapter is pretty mild, though.
Notes: Ok. This is my first story ever published on this siteso constructive criticism is welcome. No short reviews like 'this sucks' please. If you think this sucks, please explain why you feel that way so maybe I can improve the story a bit. Thanks!
"Katie!" Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson called as Katie Bell walked through the barrier from Platform 9 3/4 in Kings Cross. Katie turned her head to the side just in time to see a pair of tanned arms and another pair of darker arms ambush her.
"Ah. Angie, 'Licia." Katie's muffled voice cried from her position between her friends. "Air. Need air."
The two smiling friends released the younger one and smiled at her. "Miss us?" Angelina said teasingly as Alicia helped Katie out by taking her owl cage and holding it for her.
"Oh yes, Ange, I haven't seen you two, in," She pretended to think, "Three days!" The three giggled as they boarded the train and instantly found the compartment Alicia and Angelina were using.
"Yes, well, Kit Kat, notice anything . . ." Alicia trailed off as she set the empty cage above one of the seats as Angelina and Katie hoisted her trunk up and set it on top of Angelina's before securing it with a charm.
Katie turned her head to look at her fellow teammate. She immediately noticed Alicia's haircut, but cocked her head to the side and observed everything else. Alicia was athletically built, but still remained girlish in her appearance. She had her newly cut hair framing her tanned skin and was already in her robes. "Hm. It appears you have gotten shorter."
"Shorter! What?" Alicia immediately looked at Katie as though she was mad. "Sh-shorter? Really?"
"Pfft. Alicia, she is jesting, you know." Angelina rolled her eyes at her friend. "I swear, Kates, to think she is that dense some times."
"Hello! No talking about me when I'm right here!" Alicia protested.
"Okay, Angelina, care to go find another compartment . . ." Katie offered with a smirk.
"You two are ridiculous." Alicia huffed as she planted herself into a seat next to the window. "I honestly don't see why I put up with you."
"Because you looooove us." Angelina sat on the other side of her and wrapped her arm around Alicia.
"And we keep your deepest darkest secrets about a certain We--" Katie situated herself in Alicia's lap before Alicia elbowed her in the ribs.
"Shush it you!" She hissed when Katie almost said someone's name.
"Oi! Katie whaddaya think you're doing?" Angelina protested as Katie propped her legs in Angelina's lap.
"Getting comfortable." Katie smirked.
Angelina grinned and nudged Alicia. Angelina mouthed 'One' followed by a 'Two' from Alicia and then a loud "THREE!" from the both of them as they pushed Katie to the floor.
"Yiiiae!" Katie yelped as the compartment door slid open.
"Woody! Well how was your summer? Quidditch 24/7 I bet." Alicia greeted.
The man addressed as 'Woody' surveyed the room. His eyes passing from Alicia and Angelina on the seats to Katie, looking as though she was thrown on the floor, back to Angelina and Alicia. "Never call me Woody again and what the bloody hell are you three up to?"
"They pushed me!" Katie accused, pointing at the other two girls.
The accused stuck out their tongues. "Mwahaha." Angelina cackled.
"You never answered my question, Woodsies." Alicia pursued. "How was your summer?"
"Enough with the nicknames." The man groaned in mock annoyance as he moved past Katie and sat on the seat opposite Angelina. "It was fine. Went to a few Puddlemere games, came up with a few plays, usual. You three."
"Romania." Angelina said with an eye roll. "Nothing entertaining there."
"Marseilles. Very cultured and quite lively." Alicia replied dreamily as she remembered her time in France.
"I feel so out of character." Katie said as she pulled herself up to a seat beside Oliver. "I went to Quidditch matches all summer. It gets boring, you know."
"You did not just say Quidditch was boring!" Oliver turned to face her. "You did not."
"Where are Fred and George when you need them?" Katie whined. "I apologize, Oliver, but really, you cannot go to match after match and not find it boring."
"Katie dear," Angelina began. "You have just started the makings of World War 3. Or, that's what my squib auntie says."
"Boring? How is Quidditch boring?" Oliver questioned. "How can you not feel the thrill of the game? The electric atmosphere?"
"You'd be a good poet, Ollywood." Alicia told him, coming up with another nickname.
"Alicia, nicknames, please." Oliver muttered.
"Spoilsport." She mumbled under her breath.
"Boring." Oliver crossed his arms over his chest and cast a scowling glance at Katie.
"You've done it now, Kates." Angelina shook her head.
"Look Oliver--" Katie tried to talk to him but he ignored her. "You are a right arsehole."
"That was unexpected." Alicia whispered to Angelina.
"Excuse me?" Oliver snapped out of his reverie. "Did you just call me an arsehole?"
"Yes. I can have my own opinions. Even if they contradict yours." Katie replied defiantly as she turned her head away.
There was a crash outside the door just as two redhead twins popped in and latched the door behind them with a jinx. "Hello." They echoed together.
"What did you do?" Angelina asked knowingly.
"Do?" One asked back.
"Us?" The other feigned hurtness.
"Nothing!" They replied jovially as one sat beside Angelina and the other beside Oliver. "Eh, Woodie, why are you here with us lowly sixth years?" The one who sat beside him asked.
"Fred, don't call me Woodie. Please." He said loudly before saying a little quieter, "Acting like Emily now."
"Marital problems, Woodiekins?" The other twin asked from afar. "She's a right--" Angelina clamped her hand down over the other twins mouth while muttering a, "George, shush it."
"She's a right what?" Oliver asked, his brow furrowing as he looked at the identical reflection of the twin sitting beside him.
"Lovely catch." Fred finished for his twin.
Katie stifled a laugh as she thought of what George really wanted to say. No matter, she'd find out later, for George would tell Angie and Angie would tell her and Alicia. Or she better.
"Something funny, Bell?" Oliver said as he cast a glance at Katie.
"Oh, no. Just thinking." She lied. Well, it wasn't a total lie. She was thinking about Emily Bradshaw. The beautiful blond Hufflepuff that Oliver had recently taken a liking to before the holidays last summer. She was quite a ditz, even for a Hufflepuff. She always called Oliver either 'Olive' or 'Ollie' while using that sickly sweet tone she was so fond of. As if she was talking to a two-year old. Although, sometimes Oliver acted like it one.
"Ooh. Train's starting to move!" Alicia exclaimed. "Hoggy-warty-warts here we come!"
"Dear Merlin, she's going to sing!" Angelina yelped as she covered her ears, along with the entire cabin as Alicia broke into song.
"Make it stop!" Moaned Fred. "Please make it stop!" He cried in unison with his twin.
Okay! That's it! I know it's short! But, it's kinda just a little intro into the story. The chapters will most likely get longer if you guys like it and want me to continue! Please review! Thanks! --Marie