Guys, there'll be minor adjustments. I am adding in some muggle technology to the fanfic. Like they all have mobile phones. I know it ruins the thought… but I really need those devices, well, I couldn't find an alternative. But I hope the story's okay.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Hogwarts, Last Day:

"So guys," Alicia began, "What are your plans after this day?"

"Well, Alicia, you know what the Weasley plan is," Fred said.

"We'll build a Joke Shop," George said.

"Ha-ha, as if I couldn't guess that!" Angelina laughed, "I want to work in the Ministry. I found it very interesting when I was a kid."

"Really, Angelina?" Katie teased, "I thought you were not that kind of person to go work in a Ministry!"

"Well, Katie, I am," Angelina answered back taking a sip of her butterbeer. The whole gang was celebrating their last day in Hogwarts. Not only them, also the other 7th year students. They spent their time sharing stories and memories of the recent events.

"What about you Alicia?" Fred asked.

"Well, I really have nothing in mind. Is it okay if I'll just help out in your joke shop?" Alicia asked the Twins. They grinned, "Why not?"

"Well," Katie said, "I want to be a Quidditch player."

"Cool, where?" Fred asked.

"Hopefully Puddlemere-"

"Puddlemere, Katie?" George asked astonished, "It'll take you years just to get in there! After Oliver finally became their Keeper, he never blocked a shot! He also supported the team, gave ideas which worked all the time! He then gained to be the greatest Quidditch player of the world!"

"Shush, George," Alicia said stiffly. She was always annoyed with George on his comments sometimes. No one knows why. She continued, "Don't lessen the girl's spirit!"

"Sorry, I was being factual," George explained.

"Well you have to support Katie on this!" Alicia exclaimed.

"But I'm telling her what is true," George protested.

"So, it doesn't-"

"Guys!" Angelina exclaimed before an argument could start between George and Alicia, "It's the end of the school year! All of you just be happy and merry!"

"Yeah…" Katie sighed, "…and George, you're right. After Oliver got a high status, Puddlemere sure will be flooded with application forms."

"But I don't get it, why will they be flooded with people, when it's just Oliver?" Angelina asked quizzically.

"Well, Oliver is more famous, so is Puddlemere. And from fame, they gain riches like more people will buy tickets to watch their game, advertisement and products, LOTS! People would want to hold some of those riches," Katie explained and took a sip of her butterbeer. Angelina nodded and understood.

If you would all want to know something, Katie has been crushing on Oliver for years. And Oliver has been crushing on her too. Yet both haven't known the secret, even though the whole school knew. Except some, but you can say most knew. But they didn't bother to say, they always thought they would find out about it soon. But even though Oliver graduated a year earlier than Katie, they didn't bother telling Katie anything.

Now Alicia, Angelina, Fred and George obviously knew since each one told them. They told Oliver or Katie to try to open up, but it wouldn't work. And they all know why Katie wanted to go to Puddlemere, is to be closer to Oliver. And that's what they're hoping for, because they knew both of them are meant for each other.

A Few Months Later, Joke Shop:

Katie got in the joke shop, and saw George by the counter and Alicia helping out with the boxes.

"Where's Fred?" Katie asked. Alicia passed by, carrying boxes to the back room of the shop. She had her hair up on a pony-tail, like in Hogwarts. Alicia was tall and had bluish-grey eyes and was fair. She was rather pretty; Katie remembered in Hogwarts that Alicia has been asked out loads of times.

"Oh," George said, ruffling his red hair with his hand. He was also tall, had green eyes and a bit of freckles. But all the same, he was quite handsome.

"He's with Angelina on a date."

"I wonder how they are doing," Alicia muttered. She was a bit of jealous of Angelina on finding the man of her dreams yet Alicia hasn't found that man yet.

Ring, ring!

"Hello?" Katie asked, pushing her blonde hair behind her shoulder. She was also tall and had minty green apple eyes. She answered her mobile phone with one hand and placed her other hand inside the pocket of her jeans. All of them were wearing sweaters, it was September and it was FREEZING!

"KATIE! KATIE! KATIE!" a voice exclaimed louder and louder. This made Katie put her phone away from her ear and covered the phone's speaker with her other hand which was stuffed inside her coat's pocket. Once she sensed silence, she placed the phone back to her ear again.

"Yes, Lina?" Katie asked.

"HE PROPOSED! HE PROPOSED!" Angelina exclaimed again. This made Katie jump up and down too. Alicia then came out from the backroom.

"Why is she jumping?" Alicia asked George. George told her the good news, but showed no tone of excitement. Once Alicia heard the news, she was jumping up and down too.

"Why aren't you jumping?" Katie asked George. He laughed.

"I was with Fred when he bought the ring! Besides, I heard Angelina was complaining that when will Fred propose to her," George explained.

"Well, why didn't you tell us?" Alicia complained.

"Well, Fred said that he telling you two might tell Angelina," George said. Katie and Alicia just glared at George but George didn't mind and checked some papers. Katie then said goodbye to Angelina and hung up. She then decided to help out inside the shop.

"Oh come on George, help out with the boxes," Alicia begged. George shook his head.

"We're taking turns remember? I did last week," George replied. Alicia laughed, "Fine, I was hoping you would have forgotten."

"Well sorry, I haven't," George mocked jokingly. Alicia stuck out her tongue but laughed. Katie noticed something between them and smiled.

I always thought something's up with both of them, Katie thought, Alicia's not getting pissed with George anymore. But I knew there was something between them ever since Hogwarts, it's that they were just in denial.

This made Katie laughed to herself. She then told Alicia that she'll help out on the boxes, but on Katie's real reason why is that to make Alicia and George try to communicate some more. This made Katie all giddy inside as she frolicked to the backroom to fix some boxes.

Alicia then fixed the supplies on the shelves, George was writing down the current sales on that month. After a while, Alicia was done and approached the counter.

"Need some help?" she asked. George shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm all done."

Then Alicia looked around the room and took a seat on a chair next to George's.

"Did Katie apply yet?"

"Yeah," George answered. Alicia smiled.

"But not Puddlemere," George sighed sadly. Alicia then slumped on her seat a bit.

"So… where?"

"Well, let's say the arch nemesis of Puddlemere," George said sadly. Alicia dropped her mouth with shock.

"I know, and they are barely even famous. They suck! They also blame Puddlemere for everything…"

"But why did-"

"That was the only team who needed a player," George answered and sighed. Alicia nodded. She couldn't believe it; Katie is in the worst team of the whole Quidditch world!

"Well, she needed to get in one," George said. Alicia nodded and understood. For the meanwhile, Katie decided to go home since she has work tomorrow. She got out of the backroom and bid her friends goodbye. She could tell the disappointed looks on their faces, she knew that Angelina told Fred, Fred told George, George told Alicia about her being in the worst Quidditch Team ever. But it was the closest thing she got. But Oliver didn't know.

Puddlemere Team Meeting, Next Day:

"Okay Team, as for all you know, our next game will be with Damien Sloth, as you all know, the worst team in the whole Quidditch world," the coach said which made the whole team laugh.

"Do we still have practice?" Oliver asked.

"Are you kidding, Wood? They're the suckiest team ever! We could beat them in a snap! Even their name tells how pathetic they are," Oliver's team mate, Jordan, mocked. The whole team laughed.

"But have you heard they have a new Chaser? I don't know who but I heard they have a new one," Mark, the Seeker, pondered. Brian, who was their Chaser, laughed at his comment.

"New player or not, they still remain as sucky as ever!" he laughed.

"But team, you have to be prepared. I heard that their new player is good, real good. Not to mention their other Chaser, Flint, played pretty well on our last game," the coach said, "And slip out once, we might slip out all."

The whole team understood and nodded.

Damien Sloth Meeting:

Katie felt quite embarrassed for being in one of the most pathetic teams, wait, and the most pathetic team ever. And she felt nervous; she wasn't sure who the players were. The magazines and newspapers never published anything about the Damien Sloth for years! That's why no one knows who is in the team.

As Katie got inside the small office and saw the same man who handed her an application form.

"Come in," he gruffly said and led her inside a room. There was a long table, and chairs. It was dull and dark. There was only one lamp, which hung in the middle. It made an eerie feeling of awkwardness.

And to her horror, she met the team. And that didn't scare her, one of the team members, Flint. Katie wanted to run off, but she had to come in. She took a seat, as far away from Flint as possible. She also tried avoiding not looking at Flint, but even though she couldn't see his horrible face, she could feel he is looking at her.

Katie looked around, the team looked hideous, and this made her more frightened. The coach, plump and mean-looking, sat on the chair on the end of the long table.

"As you can see, team," he began gruffly, "Our next game is this Saturday with Puddlemere United."

This made want Katie to faint, but she didn't. Oliver was on that team, and it would be pretty awkward. And the game's on this Saturday? It seemed like short notice.

"So guys… prepare to lose," he sighed, "…again."

Suddenly, Flint said something.

"No we won't," he said optimistically yet with a tone of malice. This made Katie worried.

"Why don't you think so, Mr. Flint?" the coach asked. Flint grinned widely and looked at Katie, "You'll see."

Katie felt goose bumps all over. She suspected something, and felt very nervous about it.

Special Thanks to my:

Reviewers of my old story which I deleted because I really had no inspiration for it.

Mia, my friend who thought of a pathetic team name: Damien Sloth. Hehehe:D

Well, everyone who is reading AND reviewing:D

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