Daydream
By: NickyFox13
Disclaimer: Not mine, never was!
A/N: This little plot bunny has been hopping in my head for a while, so I thought 'Hey, I should type it up!'. And this is the result! Hope you like it!
It was a normal, boring Transfiguration class, in which Katie Bell was staring out the window, daydreaming. It was normal for the fifth year to stare out into space, only because Professor McGonnagal had lectured about O.W.L.S, just like every other teacher had before her. Hearing that lecture more than once had been sheer torture. Katie had imagined that she was out on her broom stick, playing Chaser on the Gryffindor House Quidditch team. It was the final game of the season, and Gryffindor was leading by a landslide against Ravenclaw, the score being 330-40 If they won this game, Gryffindor would get the Quidditch Cup for the first time in seven years. If they lost...it would not be a pretty sight. Katie, her two best friends and Chasers numero two and three, Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet, were doing a seemingly complex play in which the three girls passed the Quaffle to each other mutliple times in a rapid succesion. Harry Potter, the Seeker, the youngest in a century, was flying towards the Golden Snitch. He was quickly flying closer and closer, when...
"Katie!" Alicia screamed, interrupting Katie's peaceful daydream.
"Surely Transfiguration isn't that boring!" Angelina chuckled.
"Easy for you to say." Katie muttered sarcastically. She had said that because Angelina could have easily been the best Transfiguration student in her year if she had actually put an effort into her work.
"Come on Katie, practice starts in five. We should leave now before Oliver gets all angry at us." Alicia said quickly.
"Ok, lets go." Katie said, gathering all of her things.
It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and there were barely any clouds in the sky. If you thought that was true, you are sadly mistaken. It was actually cloudy, and looked as if it could rain at any second.
"I'm freezing! Why can't we stop practicing?" Alicia complained.
"It's only a little cold, what could possibly go wrong?" Oliver Wood, Captain and Keeper of the team, said, confidentely that nothing would go wrong.
As soon as he uttered that statement, it started to rain. Hard. Lightning had also decided to crash really close to the Pitch.
"'It's only a little cold' he says. 'What could possibly go wrong?' he says. And look what happened! Lightning starts to sound!" Fred Weasley, the red headed, freckled Beater complained.
"You know what, Fred, your right! Our health is more important than Quidditch!" Alicia agreed. Thunder decided to show, and more lightning crashed down.
"Ok, ok! Practice is over!" Oliver said.
The whole team gratefully landed and rushed to the castle, where it was dry.
In the Common Room, Katie was at the far back corner, sitting on a chair, doodling on a random scrap of parchment. It had first looked something like a dragon, then seemed to turn more and more human like after some fixing. Three minutes and lots of spills later, her 'masterpiece' was finally finished. Katie was about to start doodling some more when Oliver decided to drop by.
"Hey, Kates, what are you doing?" He asked.
"Doodling." Katie answered absent-mindedly.
"Can I see?"
"Sure." Katie happily gave Oliver the doodle.
"This guy sure looks familiar." He stated. The portrait Katie had drawn was of a male, with scruffy brown hair, hazel eyes, and a small scar on the left cheek. Three guesses on who the person was...
Realization had suddenly dawned on the Keeper. She had drawn him.
"It's me!" Oliver said, sounding shocked. Katie blushed.
"I know." She finally answered.
"I didnt know you could draw!"
"I don't. I just daydream too much and sometimes my daydreams show in my drawings."
"Oh. Well, it's still good."
"Only because you're the one in it." Katie snorted.
"Whatever." There was an immidiate silence in the conversation, which was broken by Katie asking shyly:
"So, what brings you back here?"
"What, now talking to my Chaser is a crime?"
"You're an idiot."
"But I'm your favorite idiot, right?"
Katie rolled her eyes, and playfully punched Oliver's arm.
Some space away, Angelina had to give Fred three sickles.
"I knew that those two would snog before the year was up!" Fred said arrogantly.
"Just because you're right doesn't mean that you can rub it in!" Angelina said.
"But we both know that I was bound to be right!"
Angelina just laughed.
A/N: Reviews are appriciated! And please be honest about how you think, if it was awesome or crappy. The longer the better:)