oli_keeper_wood: ::comes up beside you and silently puts an arm around you::
chaserkatie: *leans into you* Oh Oliver...
oli_keeper_wood: ::turns and wraps both arms around you, holding you as tight as possible:: I came 
as soon as I read your journal.
chaserkatie: I...I don't know what to do Oliver...
chaserkatie: *cries*
oli_keeper_wood: ::holds you, heart breaking for you:: Do you want to tell me what happened?
chaserkatie: I...I went over to see him. I was so upset earlier today, but the more I thought 
about it, the more I got angry. I banged on his door, and he let me in. I think he knew I was 
coming because he looked prepared for the worst. I...I slapped him. And I yelled at him, and then 
I started crying. And then he yelled at me, and he started crying. And he said he didn't mean it, 
but we both know that he'll just go out and do it again. So I broke it off. I told him I didn't 
want to see him anymore and I ran out.
oli_keeper_wood: ::holds you tighter:: Oh, K. I know... I know this isn't what you want to hear, 
but I think it's the right thing.
chaserkatie: I made him cry Oliver. I love him, and I made him cry. He looked so devastated. 
*covers my face with my hands* What have I done?
oli_keeper_wood: Katie. Katie, listen to me because I listened to you when you told me this. You 
haven't done anything. It's not your fault.
chaserkatie: But it is. He...he said he went to Megan that night because he was depressed. I asked 
him why he didn't come to me if he was depressed, and he said it was because I was the one who had 
depressed him. He..he overheard me telling you that I loved you. And he thought...well, he thought 
it meant that I didn't love him. I...it is my fault.
oli_keeper_wood: But - but Katie, that doesn't make sense. When you told me that, you said you 
loved me the same as you loved him. That's exactly what you told me. How could that mean you 
didn't love him?
chaserkatie: I...I don't know. All I know is, he didn't trust me, and I drove him into the arms of 
another woman. *cries* God Oliver, I'm such a screwup. Why do you even listen to me. I obviously 
have no clue what I'm talking about anymore.
oli_keeper_wood: Shh, Katie. :: pulls you in, holding you tight:: It's okay.
chaserkatie: *muffled into your shoulder* It's not okay. It's not going to be okay. It hurts too 
much.
oli_keeper_wood: :: pulls you back and looks at you, close, right into your eyes:: Katie. It is 
going to be okay. We're going to get you through this.
chaserkatie: *sighs* I'm sorry I'm such a mess right now. I'm supposed to be the stable one in the 
relationship. *pause* I think I need another drink.
oli_keeper_wood: Allow me. What are you drinking?
chaserkatie: Tequila.
oli_keeper_wood: I'll be right back. ::goes up to the bar and orders, turning back to give you a 
smile halfway through. comes back with two shots of tequila:: These are both for you, you know. 
I'm not drinking. ::grins::
chaserkatie: Thanks Oliver. *takes the first shot, winces, then takes the second shot* 
chaserkatie: You want me to buy you something nonalcoholic?
oli_keeper_wood: I'm fine. ::raises an eyebrow:: How can you do that?
chaserkatie: It's easy. I'm getting closer to the point where it all just tastes like water. 
Besides, if my insides are on fire, it's harder to notice all the other areas that hurt.
oli_keeper_wood: ::shakes head in disbelief:: You're a woman of many talents. I've always said 
that.
chaserkatie: Why thank you. I think I'm just going to go up and get a whole bottle.
oli_keeper_wood: ::grins:: I'll get it. You stay here. ::gets up, smiling at you, and goes to get 
a bottle of tequila, having to charm the barmaid to get it. comes back, sits down, sets the bottle 
down:: That better?
chaserkatie: Ooh...sweet liquid unconsciousness...thank you. *pours a shot*
oli_keeper_wood: ::watches you do a shot, pulls a face:: Seriously, I do not know how you can 
stand it.
chaserkatie: It's really kind of vile at first. But then when you get drunk enough, it tastes like 
water, I swear.
oli_keeper_wood: I mean, back when I did drink, I didn't like it.
chaserkatie: Do you not drink now?
oli_keeper_wood: I haven't touched a drop since... er.
oli_keeper_wood: ::reddens::
chaserkatie: Since when?
oli_keeper_wood: Since. Well. I don't think I've told you this. Since I got rather drunk in my 
sixth year and, er, did something with somebody I shouldn't have.
chaserkatie: Oliver. Details. Now. I want names.
oli_keeper_wood: ::mumbles something that could most definitely be translated as 'Roger Davies'::
chaserkatie: Roger Davies?! Oliver! How come I never heard about this? What happened?
oli_keeper_wood: I am not. telling. this. story. ever.
chaserkatie: Oh, we'll see about that. Here, want some? *offers the bottle* I promise not to take 
advantage of you if you promise not to take advantage of me. *giggles*
oli_keeper_wood: I don't drink any more, Katie. No way.
chaserkatie: Fine then, more for me! *pours herself another shot*
oli_keeper_wood: Katie.. do you think you should maybe slow down a little?
chaserkatie: No. If I slow down, I'll sober up. And that would be bad.
oli_keeper_wood: Okay. :: puts an arm around you:: It's okay, Katie. Drink if you need to.
chaserkatie: I just...I don't want to think about him.
oli_keeper_wood: I know. I know you don't. ::kisses your hair:: It'll be okay.
chaserkatie: Do you really think I did the right thing? Breaking up with him, I mean.
oli_keeper_wood: Yes, I really do.
oli_keeper_wood: You don't deserve to be treated like that.
chaserkatie: Then why doesn't if feel like the right thing?
oli_keeper_wood: It will. Give it time.
chaserkatie: *starts to cry* Grr. No, I need to stop crying. *wipes my eyes and pours myself 
another shot*
oli_keeper_wood: If you need to cry, you cry. 
chaserkatie: I tired of crying. I hate crying. It makes me feel weak.
oli_keeper_wood: Everybody cries sometimes. You know, except me.
chaserkatie: *sniffs* I want to be like you when I grow up. All big and strong and not crying.
oli_keeper_wood: ::laughs:: No, you don't, K.
chaserkatie: *laughs dryly* You know, on the way over here, I seriously considered asking Adrian 
how to work that unrequited love spell. Because then, I wouldn't have to feel anything. *looks 
down at her shotglass*
oli_keeper_wood: But K - that spell - it makes everything go. Friendships, too.
oli_keeper_wood: If you cast that spell on yourself, I'd mean nothing to you.
chaserkatie: I know. I know. I just...I want to make this stop hurting.
oli_keeper_wood: That's not the right way.
chaserkatie: *softly* I know.
oli_keeper_wood: ::hugs you again, rubbing a hand over your back:: I love you, K. I'm going to get 
you through this.
chaserkatie: Thank you Oliver. You don't have to, you know. I mean, I'm know you've got things 
going on in your own life...
oli_keeper_wood: But Katie, you're my girl. Of course I'm going to give up everything to help you.
chaserkatie: *puts my head on your shoulder* Thank you Oliver. *begins to cry again, but doesn't 
stop the tears this time*
oli_keeper_wood: ::puts an arm around you, just holding you as you cry::
chaserkatie: I...I think I want to go home. I just want to go to bed and pretend this day never 
happened.
oli_keeper_wood: Come on, then.
oli_keeper_wood: Let's go home, okay?
chaserkatie: *nods* Okay.
oli_keeper_wood: ::puts an arm around your waist and helps you to stand:: You okay to walk?
chaserkatie: Yeah, I'm okay. ::takes a step and nearly falls over:: Or not.
oli_keeper_wood: Right. Arms around my neck, then, I'll carry you.
chaserkatie: Oliver, you cannot possibly carry me.
oli_keeper_wood: I can so, Katie. I've been in training for long enough. You can't weigh, what. 
Sixty kilos?
chaserkatie: That's about right. A lady never reveals her true weight. *sigh* All right. If you 
insist. *puts her arms around your neck*
oli_keeper_wood: ::swings you up into my arms, smiling:: You know, in another situation, this'd be 
romantic. ::laughs a little and starts to walk::
chaserkatie: Oliver Wood, you're my hero. *smiles*
oli_keeper_wood: ::raises an eyebrow and grins while toeing the door open:: I should think I'm a 
bit more than that.
chaserkatie: You're my magnificent, wonderful, Scottish studly hero of a husband. *kisses you on 
the cheek*
oli_keeper_wood: ::grins and blushes from the kiss, walking up the road::
chaserkatie: *puts my head on your shoulder as the alcohol takes greater effect* I love you 
Oliver. Thank you for coming tonight. I don't think drinking by myself would have been a good 
idea.
oli_keeper_wood: ::shifts your weight in my arms, smiles:: I wouldn't have left you to it.
chaserkatie: No, because you're a great guy. Am I getting too heavy?
oli_keeper_wood: No, it's fine. ::grins at you:: I'm a strong lad. 
chaserkatie: Yes, yes you are. You're big and strong. You know what. We need to clone you.
oli_keeper_wood: ::grins at you again:: What, only straight?
chaserkatie: Exactly!
chaserkatie: *giggles*
oli_keeper_wood: ::smiles:: I can tell you with absolute certaintly, a straight clone of me would 
be very keen.
chaserkatie: Oh yes. Because he'd be big and strong and shiny brained and Scottish *and* he'd be 
willing to have sex with me. *sigh* He'd be the perfect man. Not that you're not perfect. Because 
you are.
oli_keeper_wood: ::laughs as we turn onto our street:: I knew there was a reason I was married to 
you. You think I'm perfect.
chaserkatie: I do. You are. I still don't know why you married me though.
oli_keeper_wood: I don't think I had much of a choice in the matter. Beautiful woman asks you to 
marry her? No sane man would say no.
chaserkatie: You? Sane? *laughs*
oli_keeper_wood: ::growls, then laughs:: Oi.
chaserkatie: Oh Oliver, you know I'm just joking. 
oli_keeper_wood: Yeah, I do. ::grins, then leans to open the door, awkwardly moving sideways 
through it with you still in my arms:: Want me to take you to your bedroom? Are you going to be 
okay sleeping alone?
chaserkatie: Yes, I think my bedroom is a good place to head right now. *giggles* 
chaserkatie: I...I'd like it if you slept in here. But I don't want to make you uncomfortable.
oli_keeper_wood: And I don't want you to be unsafe. ::manages it into your room, places you gently 
down on the bed:: C'mon, K. Under the covers.
chaserkatie: M'kay. *pulls the covers back* *clumsily tries to take my shoes off*
oli_keeper_wood: ::laughs:: I'll get them, K. ::bends down and takes your shoes off gently, 
placing them on the floor. looks up, meets your eyes. uncomfortable moment. Stands up and smiles:: 
Shove over, then.
chaserkatie: Thanks Oliver. *moves over to give you enough room in the bed* There you go.
oli_keeper_wood: ::taking my own shoes off, as well as my robe - muggle clothes on underneath, 
climbing in the bed and pulling the covers up over us both::
chaserkatie: *curls up next to you, stretching one arm over your chest* Oliver. Thank you. For, 
you know, being you.
oli_keeper_wood: :: puts an arm around you, bringing you close:: Who else would I be?
chaserkatie: *shrugs* I don't know. *grins* Someone much less perfect and wonderful. *pause* I 
love you Oliver.
oli_keeper_wood: I love you too, Katie.
chaserkatie: *leans up and kisses you softly on the lips*  
oli_keeper_wood: ::smiles and kisses you on the forehead::
chaserkatie: *smiles* Good night Oliver. *cuddles close to you*
oli_keeper_wood: Night, Katie. ::cuddles you back, closing my eyes::