Conquering the Captains Hussy
Chapter 1: Who Was That and Where The Hell is Our Captain?
By: lady Arre
Disclaimer: all jk rowlings stuff, though I'll quite happily take possessionof "certain Oliver woods"
The Gryffindor Chasers trudged down to their first quidditch practise of the year. It was early September and even though there were still six weeks before the quidditch season started, their captain Oliver Wood was starting three times a week practises. Katie Bell, the tallest of the three girls skipped a couple of times, making her quidditch boots clang on the hallways stone floor.
"Why are you so happy, Katie?" her friend Alicia asked, and poked her amiably in the side. Katie grinned,
"Relishing dreams of showing you two up" Katie answered with a laugh and ducked as Angelina made to hit her with the end of her broom.
"awww, licia! She looks up to us" Angelina squee-d, and pulled her friend into an embrace. The girls laughed.
"I betcha, Kate," Alicia interjected, "That I can tell what the rest of your little daydream is about"
"And if you're wrong?"
Alicia raised an eyebrow at her, "my dear Katie, I am never wrong" she announced comically.
Angelina laughed, "Come on Licia, tell me what Katie's dreaming about"
"Hey!" Katie protested, but was instantly shushed by Alicia
"Well I think its thus: our dear Katie here is day dreaming about jumping our captain, and since his head is completely and utterly and in all other ways totally filled with quidditch, being the greatest chaser of the century would be the only way she… or anyone for that matter; will get his attention"
Katie's indignant expression caused both her companions to burst out laughing.
"I do not want to jump Wood!" she declared, just as the Weasley twins bounced around the corner, tailed by a short boy with dreadlocks.
"Hey boys" Angelina said, smiling. She had always gotten along the best with the twins out of the three.
"Who wants to jump Wood?" Fred asked, poking his head down in front of Angelina's
"Nobody" Katie said,
"Oh, so you do" George nodded as if this was half-expected, and a major scientific discovery all at the same time.
"Well it wouldn't matter if she did anyway" lee said seriously, making all the others look up. "Because it would seem that wood is in the process of being … uh… jumped as we speak"
The group looked out on the pitch curiously, Lee had been right. There in broad view of the entire team Oliver wood was being rather openly kissed by a thin, half-dressed, blonde Hufflepuff. The twins sniggered, this was ammunition for them. Oliver wouldn't live this one down until he was off and married, and chances were not even then.
Alicia coughed, "so practise is off then huh?" she said loudly.
Oliver looked up and scratched the back of his head. "no, practise is not off" he said awkwardly. The Hufflepuff giggled.
Lee slapped George on the back, "so I'll see you two later then?"
"Yeah" Fred answered, staring at Oliver's girlfriend. George, looking the same way as his brother, nodded.
"Weasley! Get the box, come on lets go" Oliver snapped his fingers in front of the twins faces, they looked at him dumbly and wandered into the store room.
"This is Marcia, girls" Oliver said as they hopped their brooms and prepared to take off for the pitch. "You'll be working with her today, and if it goes well you'll have all your sessions with her"
"Okay" Angelina said kicking off, Oliver grabbed her broom.
"On the ground" Oliver said. The girls stared at him, eyes wide.
"On the ground?" Alicia repeated in disbelief.
"Yep"
"For quidditch practise?" Angelina asked, dismounting.
"Yep"
"Why?" Katie asked.
Oliver looked at her oddly, "because she'll get you three fitter"
"On the ground?"
"Yes, Spinnet, on the ground"
"Just making clear on that" Alicia nodded, wondering if Oliver would even pick up on the sarcasm.
"Um Wood?" Angelina queried, "what exactly are we doing 'on the ground' ?"
"Aerobics" Oliver said and flew up into the sky to join Fred George and Harry.
Marcia turned to the girls and smiled broadly, "So we'll start with a warm up then girls. Just drop your brooms and copy me"
Three hours later, the chasers were sitting in the change-rooms discussing the most brutal ways to commit homicide. Katie was all in favour of feeding her to the giant squid. But it didn't satiate Angelina's blood-lust. Alicia began to laugh hysterically, clutching her sides and rolling around. The others stared at her as if she'd gone mad.
"What are you doing Licia?" Katie asked softly.
"I was hoping it was a joke and the second one of us figured it out a crazy leprechaun or something would jump out and fix it all up"
"I don't think it worked" Angelina said bluntly, and looked around for Alicia's 'crazy little leprechaun'
"Somehow I think you might be right" Katie agreed.
There was a loud knock on the door of the change-room. "Are you decent?" Oliver's rough Scottish brogue floated through the vents.
"Yeah, come in" Alicia called. The door rattled and Oliver appeared behind it.
"Marcia's agreed to keep this routine up, so you'll be working with her again on Friday evening" he said, "just thought you should know" he turned to leave.
"Oliver? You do realise that we are supposed to be practising quidditch don't you?" Alicia asked
"Yeah, quidditch practise Friday, see you there"
"Wood, what she's doing is not quidditch practise" Angelina said forcefully.
"You need it though, heard it's very helpful for toning" he patted Katie's stomach and grinned, "so Friday at six-thirty, on the pitch"
And with that he left, humming some folk song to himself.
The girls stared after him bewildered. Katie Bell grimaced, "Who was that and where the hell is our captain?"
Authors note: this was written for the reviewers of my story "His Scottish Brogue" who told me I should do like "a million and one chapter thing" hope you liked it,
Please review and tell me where I'm going with this, because I really haven't got a clue, (all I know is that it'll have a happy ending and that I'm a massive Katie/Oliver shipper) so press the button and give me ideas!