A/N- Hey guys! Wow, my muse is being really nice to me! I've finished two one-shots in one day! I'm not sure when they'll both be up, as Fanfiction.net is screwing up my stories' formats. But, if your reading this, then I suppose at least one of my stories is up, eh? ^_^
Disclaimer - I don't own anything. JKR owns all HP related materials. And the song "The Day You Went Away" belongs to M2M. Aren't you sick of reading disclaimers? I mean we all know that none of us are JKR...if your like me, your probably not even reading this...
The Day You Went Away"
by Ashliegh
**Well I wonder could it be**
**When I was dreaming 'bout you baby**
**You were dreaming of me**
The Great Hall was surrounded with Christmas trees. The trees had wonderful ornaments hanging on them, and they were glistening with snow. The house tables were pushed aside and hundreds of small tables were set up around the Hall, leaving the middle to be completely vacant. Students, dressed in dress robes, were dancing on the vacant floor, while the Weird Sisters played a fast song on a stage temporarily in place.
In the middle of the dance floor, two 6 year Gryffindors were to be found dancing. Dancing quite...I suppose you would say "exuberantly." Plenty of other dancing pairs were moving away from the wild 6th years, in fear of being hit.
As the fast song ended, the Weird Sisters started singing a slower tune. The two 6th years rolled their eyes in disappointment, but moved closer together.
"Slow songs are rather boring, aren't they?" Angelina Johnson asked.
"Yeah, boring," Fred Weasley said, putting his hands on her waist.
"What? You like slow songs?" Angelina quirked an eyebrow, putting her arms around Fred's neck.
"Well, they're all right," he said, moving slowly to the music, ears turning red.
"Really?"
"You know, I reckon they're okay, if you have the right person to dance to them with,"
"And," Angelina said slowly, "I'm a 'right person?'"
"Of course," Fred said quietly, "There's no one more right,"
"Why Fred, are you being serious?" she laughed softly.
"Never been more serious in my life," he whispered.
Angelina looked him in the eyes, realizing that in fact, he was being serious. She had always been serious with their relationship, but he always joked around. She had often complained about that, and it seemed that he was taking her complaints to heart now.
She gave him a soft smile, which he returned, and they both leaned forward a little. Still staring at each other, Fred and Angelina's lips met in the first serious kiss they ever shared. This wasn't a playful kiss that they often used in their daily snogging periods, it was real.
**Call me crazy, call me blind**
**To still be suffering is stupid after all of this time**
"Angelina? Angelina! Wake up, sleeping beauty!"
Angelina stirred. She sat up slowly in her bed, rubbing her eyes. She saw her best friend, Alicia Spinnet, standing in front of her, wearing her yellow pajamas and a huge smile on her face.
"Why are you so happy?" Angelina yawned.
"You were hugging your pillow again," Alicia smiled.
"So?" she asked.
"And you had that look on your face," she went on, "You know, the one where your all...dreamy,"
"Maybe because I was dreaming," Angelina said sarcastically.
"No, no, no!" Alicia exclaimed, "Not your dreaming expression! Your *dreamy* expression! You were dreaming about Fred again weren't you?"
"What? No!"
"Yes you were..." she said in a sing-song voice.
"No. I wasn't. You need help. Therapy, perhaps," Angelina said, and she walked to the bathroom to take a shower.
During that time, Angelina thought about what Alicia said. And she was right. She was dreaming about Fred. Now was a good time to take a nice long look at her life...
Angelina was now 23 years old and living on the outskirts of London. She lived in a 5 room flat with her best friends, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell. Katie was currently in Germany visiting relatives. Alicia and Katie were two of the few Hogwarts schoolmates she kept in touch with. She was on the same reserve team as Oliver Wood. She heard from Lee Jordan at times. And she often ran into members of the Weasley family at Diagon Alley. But she hadn't seen two members in quite a while...
Fred and George, a year after opening up their joke shop in Diagon Alley, opened up quite a few more stores across Britain. A year after graduation Fred and Angelina kept in touch, but the following year the twins moved to Scotland, due to the business. Fred had said that they'd stay there for some time, but promised they'd keep in touch.
But they only kept in touch for a few months. Angelina's Quidditch career hardly gave her time for anything, and the twins business was booming. Fred and Angelina had broken up in their 7th year, but they were still good friends. Although they hadn't seen or wrote to each other in 3 years.
**Did I lose my love to someone better**
**And does she love you like I do**
**I do, you know I really do**
Angelina had been single since then. She had went out with a few other guys, but nothing had lasted. She had no idea what Fred's current status was, but she was sure he had moved on. It was stupid that she hadn't moved on. But she couldn't help it.
She hadn't dared write to him. Because she was a coward. That word ran through her head many of times. She had always wondered if Fred was dating anyone. She was sure he was. Fred was definitely a lady's man. Angelina was his first serious girlfriend. Before her, he had quite a few flings with some other girls. He'd try anything once.
Angelina thought about Fred frequently. Mainly his personal life. Was he in a serious relationship? Was he in any relationship at all? Did he even miss her?
Questions like that always ran through her head. Even if Fred was with someone else, she certainly hoped he was happy. That she would love him like she had. She doubted anyone could love him as much as she had...like she still does...but who knows?
**Well hey**
**So much I need to say**
**Been lonely since the day**
**The day you went away**
After Angelina got out of the shower, her and Alicia decided to stop by Diagon Alley. Alicia had to pick up some robes from Madam Malkin's, she was secretary in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, and Angelina needed to pick up a Broom Service kit for her Nimbus.
The two girls decided to part ways when they arrived, Angelina found Alicia's fashion obsession annoying, and Alicia found Angelina's Quidditch obsession too Oliver-Wood-like.
Angelina walked into Quidditch Quality Supplies at 11:30 am and walked out at 12:30 pm. Her and Alicia planned on meeting at The Leaky Cauldron at 1:00, so she had a half an hour to burn. She thought about going into Flourish and Blotts, she needed to catch up on her reading. Quidditch was making her vocabulary very dull.
She stepped into Flourish and Blotts and started scanning the shelf. She picked up the book "Quidditch Through the Ages" and thought about buying it. Sure, she already owned one, but her's was old and the book spine was wearing away from reading it too many times.
Angelina was reading the back of the book, for about the hundredth time in her life, and started walking to the service counter. Not looking where she was going, she bumped in to some one, who was very tall, she staggered, but caught her balance by clutching on to the arm of whoever she bumped into.
"I am so sorry!" Angelina said, pulling herself off the stranger, "I wasn't watching where I was going,"
"It's ok, neither was I, I'm terribly sor-" but he stopped in mid-sentence. Angelina looked up to see why he stopped when he noticed who the stranger was. He was tall, 6'1 figure towering over her 5'5 figure, he had flaming red hair, and a face full of freckles. She knew who he was the moment she looked up. They both stared at each other for a moment with wide eyes.
"Fred?!" Angelina nearly shouted.
"Angelina?" Fred said in the same tone as her's.
"Bloody hell!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck, in a welcoming embrace, "I haven't seen you in years! How are you?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," he said, hugging her back, "How have you been? Blimey, it's been too long!"
"I know," she said beaming at him, "I've been good. What are you doing here? Your kind of far from Scotland, you know,"
"Ah, yes," Fred laughed, "Haven't changed a bit, have you? Well, I stopped in town to see how our employees were doing at the shop."
"Oy, if it means anything, coming from a customer, Weasleys Wizard Wheezes is excellent. Love the store," she winked at him.
"Why thank you!" he said, mocking a gentleman, "Hey! How has Quidditch been going? I've heard some commentary on some of your games! Sounds like you do wonderful!"
"I like to think I do," she smiled, "but, it's been going very well. I haven't traveled so much in my life. And it's surprising how much they actually need a reserve chaser."
"No doubt. How's 'ol Wood doing?"
"Aye, fine! He's still obsessed. Hasn't changed a bit. I tried to take him for a night on the town, to show his there are other things besides Quidditch, but it was a hopeless cause." she shrugged, "but, what are you doing in Flourish and Blotts? You've only been in a bookstore maybe two times,"
"Actually it was three," he smirked, "I came in here to get some potions book George wanted me to pick up for him,"
"Oh! How is George?" Angelina asked, "I hope you two are doing alright,"
"Yeah, we're doing great! George is fine, you know, he's still odd, and stays away from any member of the opposite sex that isn't an employee,"
Angelina just smiled at him and managed a small laugh. The opposite sex. She had to ask him. She was dying to know if he was dating anyone.
**So sad but true**
**For me there's only you**
**Been lonely since the day**
**The day you went away**
"Typical George, eh?" she managed to say.
"Yeah," Fred chuckled, suddenly he seemed a little timid. His ears turned a light shade of pink, then he stuttered, "So, er, you know, it's so good to see you. I've missed you over these couple of years,"
"Me, me too," she muttered. It now seemed as if they were 5th years again.
"So..." he started, "How have you been? I'm surprised you haven't got a trail of guys behind you! Kind of like at Hogwarts,"
"Oh yeah," she laughed lightly, "I remember those days,"
"So, are you seeing any one now a days?" he asked very fast. 'Beat me to it,' Angelina thought.
"Um, no," she answered slowly, "I'm not, I haven't dated anyone in a while."
"Really?" Fred asked, face fully flushed now, "I'm surprised! I mean, at Hogwarts you always had guys begging you for a date,"
"Yes, well, I hardly ever said yes," she shrugged.
"You said yes to me," he said sensitively.
"I did," Angelina nodded, now looking at the ground, "But, you were different. You weren't like most boys. You liked me for who I was and not what I had."
"I still do," he smiled. She smiled back and then there was an awkward silence. They both avoided each other's eyes.
**I remember date and time**
**September twenty second**
**Sunday twenty five after nine**
In those few moments a memory flashed through both of their heads, neither of them new the other was thinking it, but the memory came none the less. Angelina's memory was more vibrant though.
It was Saturday, April 15, six weeks before the 7th years had to take their N.E.W.T.S. and the 5th years had to take their O.W.L.s. It was 7:32 pm. Angelina had remembered the exact time. She'd never forget that day......
**In the doorway with your case**
**No longer shouting at each other**
**There were tears on our faces**
~ SATURDAY, APRIL 15, 7:32 PM ~
"You're really going aren't you?" Angelina asked sadly.
"Yeah," Fred sighed, heaving his case to the door way of his dormitory.
"I can't believe your leaving," Angelina said following him to the door.
"Well, I figure, what's the use of being here?" he said, kneeling down, rearranging and packing a few more things in his case. Then he explained for the fifth time, "I already know what I need to know to make it with the joke shop, and since I'm banned from Quidditch, there's really no need for George and I to stay."
"I know, I know," Angelina said, "but I still can't believe your going. I mean, there's got to be something else for you to stay for. I understand about the whole Quidditch thing, but you've got to have a couple other reasons to stay."
"Like what?" Fred asked, still rearranging clothes.
"Like your friends, for example! And Ron and Ginny," then she whispered, "and me."
"You?" he said, finally looking up from his case.
"Yes, me," she said quietly with a look of hurt on her face, "don't I mean anything to you? Because you mean a lot to me, and I reckon if I'm not even going to be missed when you leave, then I'm starting to wonder what kind of relationship we're in."
"Angelina," Fred said standing up and looking her in the eye, "you know I'm going to miss you. Your one of the reasons why I didn't leave earlier. I didn't want to come to Hogwarts at all this year, but besides the fact that mum made us come, I knew it wouldn't be fair to you to just leave one year and not come back."
"Really?" Angelina asked surprised.
"Yeah! Angel, you know I care for you, you pop into my mind every time I thought about leaving," he said, taking both of her hands in his, "Leaving Hogwarts is one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make, it's basically because of you."
"Thanks, Fred," she said giving him a small smile, "I guess I'm just being stupid, I mean, if opening up your joke shop makes you happy, that's fine with me. I want you to be happy, Fred."
"Thanks, Angel. And your not stupid, your just one of the most caring people I know."
They stood there for a moment in silence, not looking each other in the eye. Fred coughed once, trying to get over his nerves. He had to do this. He just didn't know how to. He didn't want to hurt Angelina.
"So," he started, "I hear Oliver's putting in a good word about you to the top dogs in the Quidditch League, eh?"
"Yeah," she nodded, "he says there's going to be an opening for a new Chaser on Puddelmere's reserve team."
"Well, you know, I was thinking," he said nervously, "I reckon you'll be doing a lot of traveling after Hogwarts. Because I know you'll get that position, Angie. I haven't the slightest doubt in my mind. And, you know, George and I will be really busy with the Joke Shop, and we won't be spending that much time together anymore. So, I reckon maybe we should, take a bit of a break."
"A break?" Angelina said cautiously, then nodded, "Right. Well, I suppose your correct."
"But, listen, Angie," he said putting a hand on her shoulder, "I still want to be friends, okay? I don't want you to hate me, I don't want to be one of those couples who break up and hate each other."
"I could never hate you, Fred," she said shaking her head, tears were slowly welling up in her eyes.
"Okay, okay," he breathed, "your one of my best friends, Angel, and I don't want to loose you as a friend. Are you okay with this?"
"Yes, yes," she nodded, tears were slipping down her cheeks now.
"Oh, God," he muttered, and wiped away her tears affectionately, "Don't cry, Angel. Please don't cry. I don't want to hurt you. Honest, I don't. It's just, I don't think it's fair to the both of us to be in a long distance relationship, that's all. It's especially not fair to you! Angelina, you have so much going for you, and I-I don't want to-to be the reason that you don't find someone else who could give you what you want. Please, Angel. Please don't be upset with me."
"I'm not," she quietly looking up at him, she saw two tears slip out of his eyes. She smiled weakly at him and cupped his face with her hand, "I absolutely understand where your coming from, Fred. And I'm not upset with you, honest, I'm not. I'm just glad that we can still be friends. I would never let our friendship being ruined by something as little as a breakup."
**And we were letting go of something special**
**Something we'll never have again**
**I know, I guess I really really know**
"I'm so happy you understand, Angie," he said, hugging her.
"Now if you just happen to kill my mama, then I'm afraid the friendship is over," she said, hugging him back.
He laughed lightly, "Don't worry. Unless I'm possessed by You-Know-Who, I wouldn't dream of it!" they broke apart and he said, "Now, once George and I get to Diagon Alley, I'll send you an Owl, okay? Write back and I'll Floo you over the summer as well. And come and visit too!"
"Don't worry I will," she said confidently, at the moment, the break up wasn't effecting her as much as it would later, "I'll answer all your owls, and I'll visit as well!"
"Okay, good," he beamed at her, "now, unless you want to miss a good show, be in the Great Hall later this evening, you'll know when you need to be there," and he winked at her.
"Oh," she chuckled, she already knew what Fred and George were planning to do, "I'll be there."
She hugged him good-bye, gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out of his dormitory. She headed down to the common room, and she saw George whispering to a gloomy looking Alicia Spinnet. She decided she should leave them alone, she knew what Alicia was going through. Angelina needed to be alone at the moment anyway.
She made her way up to her dorm, crawled on her bed, drew the curtains back, and laid on her back. She stared up at the ceiling and sat there for hours thinking. She cried a few times, but she knew Fred would be happy at Diagon Alley, with his brother, in their joke shop, without her. And she'd be, hopefully, playing Quidditch, on Puddlemere's reserve team, with the worshipped Oliver Wood, without him.
But Fred would be happy. And if she truly loved him, she wanted him to be happy. 'And he will be happy. And I want him to be happy,' she thought to herself. But if she wanted Fred to be happy so badly...why did she feel so miserable?
**Did I lose my love to someone better**
**And does she love you like I do**
**I do, you know I really really do**
But that didn't matter now, that was in the past. And they were in the present, which was difficult enough.
"Well, what about you?" Angelina said, breaking the silence, "You've got to be seeing someone! You were just as popular as I was at Hogwarts."
"Er, yeah," Fred said nodded, his face turning a deeper shade of red, "Actually, I am dating someone. Er...do you remember Lisa Turpin? In Ravenclaw?"
The news hit her like a ton of bricks. A Ravenclaw? But a smile was plastered on her face, she was very good at hiding emotions, but inside her heart ached like it never had before.
"Lisa Turpin? Oh! Yes! I remember her! She was a sweet girl. Real nice." Angelina said this all with confidence in her voice. She was happy for Fred, but she couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for herself. Like she often told herself, just because she hadn't moved on, doesn't mean Fred shouldn't.
"Yeah, she's a doll," Fred said, a little more relaxed, but still very tense, "We've been dating for about a year,"
"A year? Blimey, congratulations! I'm really happy for you!" and she was, but this was hard to take in. A year. He had never dated one girl for a year. Except for her.
**Why do we never know what we've got 'til it's gone**
**How could I carry on**
**The day you went away**
"Well, I better be going," said Fred looking at his watch, "I'm suppose to be at a meeting in...oh...about one minute,"
"Alright," Angelina laughed, "Send Lisa and George my love. And it was great seeing you again! I've really missed you,"
"Me too," he said, embracing her, "It's been so good bumping into you! I'll send you an owl sometime, alright?"
"Okay," she said, as they broke apart, "I'll be looking forward to it. Take care of yourself, Fred." and she kissed him on cheek and immediately left.
**Cause I've been missing you so much I have to say**
**Been crying since the day**
**The day you went away**
She didn't want to leave immediately, but she had to. The minute her lips touched his cheek, a tear slipped down her cheek. She didn't want him to see her cry. But he did. Angelina hadn't realized that Fred felt one of her tears fall on his cheek. If she would have turned around, she would have spotted him touching his cheek.
She walked, very fast, to The Leaky Cauldron. Desperate to find Alicia and apperate home. She didn't want to run into Fred again. She was thankful she had Quidditch practice tomorrow evening, Quidditch always took her mind off everything. But, then of course, Oliver would be there and she'd have to tell him she saw Fred. The twins and Wood were very good friends.
**The day you went away**
**The day you went away **
Angelina wiped her tears and stepped into the Leaky Cauldron. She spotted Alicia looking over a receipt from Madam Malkin's.
"Hey, Alicia, how was your day" she said, walking up to her friend.
"Hey, Angelina! It was great! There was a huge sale at Madam Malkins! I got 3 dress robes for half the price! Half price, Angie! Oh, how was your day?"
"Um..it was...interesting," she said mysteriously.
"Interesting, eh?"
"Oh yeah," Angelina sighed and laughed at the same time, "Let's apparate back home and I'll tell you everything,"
THE END
A/N- Please leave me a review! I'm not really that happy with this story, as it is kind of confusing and it sat in a notebook on my shelf for about a month. So I'm kind of tired of it. Heh, I get tired of things easily. I hope you enjoyed it though! ^_^
*`*`Ashliegh`*`*
Disclaimer - I don't own anything. JKR owns all HP related materials. And the song "The Day You Went Away" belongs to M2M. Aren't you sick of reading disclaimers? I mean we all know that none of us are JKR...if your like me, your probably not even reading this...
The Day You Went Away"
by Ashliegh
**Well I wonder could it be**
**When I was dreaming 'bout you baby**
**You were dreaming of me**
The Great Hall was surrounded with Christmas trees. The trees had wonderful ornaments hanging on them, and they were glistening with snow. The house tables were pushed aside and hundreds of small tables were set up around the Hall, leaving the middle to be completely vacant. Students, dressed in dress robes, were dancing on the vacant floor, while the Weird Sisters played a fast song on a stage temporarily in place.
In the middle of the dance floor, two 6 year Gryffindors were to be found dancing. Dancing quite...I suppose you would say "exuberantly." Plenty of other dancing pairs were moving away from the wild 6th years, in fear of being hit.
As the fast song ended, the Weird Sisters started singing a slower tune. The two 6th years rolled their eyes in disappointment, but moved closer together.
"Slow songs are rather boring, aren't they?" Angelina Johnson asked.
"Yeah, boring," Fred Weasley said, putting his hands on her waist.
"What? You like slow songs?" Angelina quirked an eyebrow, putting her arms around Fred's neck.
"Well, they're all right," he said, moving slowly to the music, ears turning red.
"Really?"
"You know, I reckon they're okay, if you have the right person to dance to them with,"
"And," Angelina said slowly, "I'm a 'right person?'"
"Of course," Fred said quietly, "There's no one more right,"
"Why Fred, are you being serious?" she laughed softly.
"Never been more serious in my life," he whispered.
Angelina looked him in the eyes, realizing that in fact, he was being serious. She had always been serious with their relationship, but he always joked around. She had often complained about that, and it seemed that he was taking her complaints to heart now.
She gave him a soft smile, which he returned, and they both leaned forward a little. Still staring at each other, Fred and Angelina's lips met in the first serious kiss they ever shared. This wasn't a playful kiss that they often used in their daily snogging periods, it was real.
**Call me crazy, call me blind**
**To still be suffering is stupid after all of this time**
"Angelina? Angelina! Wake up, sleeping beauty!"
Angelina stirred. She sat up slowly in her bed, rubbing her eyes. She saw her best friend, Alicia Spinnet, standing in front of her, wearing her yellow pajamas and a huge smile on her face.
"Why are you so happy?" Angelina yawned.
"You were hugging your pillow again," Alicia smiled.
"So?" she asked.
"And you had that look on your face," she went on, "You know, the one where your all...dreamy,"
"Maybe because I was dreaming," Angelina said sarcastically.
"No, no, no!" Alicia exclaimed, "Not your dreaming expression! Your *dreamy* expression! You were dreaming about Fred again weren't you?"
"What? No!"
"Yes you were..." she said in a sing-song voice.
"No. I wasn't. You need help. Therapy, perhaps," Angelina said, and she walked to the bathroom to take a shower.
During that time, Angelina thought about what Alicia said. And she was right. She was dreaming about Fred. Now was a good time to take a nice long look at her life...
Angelina was now 23 years old and living on the outskirts of London. She lived in a 5 room flat with her best friends, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell. Katie was currently in Germany visiting relatives. Alicia and Katie were two of the few Hogwarts schoolmates she kept in touch with. She was on the same reserve team as Oliver Wood. She heard from Lee Jordan at times. And she often ran into members of the Weasley family at Diagon Alley. But she hadn't seen two members in quite a while...
Fred and George, a year after opening up their joke shop in Diagon Alley, opened up quite a few more stores across Britain. A year after graduation Fred and Angelina kept in touch, but the following year the twins moved to Scotland, due to the business. Fred had said that they'd stay there for some time, but promised they'd keep in touch.
But they only kept in touch for a few months. Angelina's Quidditch career hardly gave her time for anything, and the twins business was booming. Fred and Angelina had broken up in their 7th year, but they were still good friends. Although they hadn't seen or wrote to each other in 3 years.
**Did I lose my love to someone better**
**And does she love you like I do**
**I do, you know I really do**
Angelina had been single since then. She had went out with a few other guys, but nothing had lasted. She had no idea what Fred's current status was, but she was sure he had moved on. It was stupid that she hadn't moved on. But she couldn't help it.
She hadn't dared write to him. Because she was a coward. That word ran through her head many of times. She had always wondered if Fred was dating anyone. She was sure he was. Fred was definitely a lady's man. Angelina was his first serious girlfriend. Before her, he had quite a few flings with some other girls. He'd try anything once.
Angelina thought about Fred frequently. Mainly his personal life. Was he in a serious relationship? Was he in any relationship at all? Did he even miss her?
Questions like that always ran through her head. Even if Fred was with someone else, she certainly hoped he was happy. That she would love him like she had. She doubted anyone could love him as much as she had...like she still does...but who knows?
**Well hey**
**So much I need to say**
**Been lonely since the day**
**The day you went away**
After Angelina got out of the shower, her and Alicia decided to stop by Diagon Alley. Alicia had to pick up some robes from Madam Malkin's, she was secretary in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, and Angelina needed to pick up a Broom Service kit for her Nimbus.
The two girls decided to part ways when they arrived, Angelina found Alicia's fashion obsession annoying, and Alicia found Angelina's Quidditch obsession too Oliver-Wood-like.
Angelina walked into Quidditch Quality Supplies at 11:30 am and walked out at 12:30 pm. Her and Alicia planned on meeting at The Leaky Cauldron at 1:00, so she had a half an hour to burn. She thought about going into Flourish and Blotts, she needed to catch up on her reading. Quidditch was making her vocabulary very dull.
She stepped into Flourish and Blotts and started scanning the shelf. She picked up the book "Quidditch Through the Ages" and thought about buying it. Sure, she already owned one, but her's was old and the book spine was wearing away from reading it too many times.
Angelina was reading the back of the book, for about the hundredth time in her life, and started walking to the service counter. Not looking where she was going, she bumped in to some one, who was very tall, she staggered, but caught her balance by clutching on to the arm of whoever she bumped into.
"I am so sorry!" Angelina said, pulling herself off the stranger, "I wasn't watching where I was going,"
"It's ok, neither was I, I'm terribly sor-" but he stopped in mid-sentence. Angelina looked up to see why he stopped when he noticed who the stranger was. He was tall, 6'1 figure towering over her 5'5 figure, he had flaming red hair, and a face full of freckles. She knew who he was the moment she looked up. They both stared at each other for a moment with wide eyes.
"Fred?!" Angelina nearly shouted.
"Angelina?" Fred said in the same tone as her's.
"Bloody hell!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck, in a welcoming embrace, "I haven't seen you in years! How are you?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," he said, hugging her back, "How have you been? Blimey, it's been too long!"
"I know," she said beaming at him, "I've been good. What are you doing here? Your kind of far from Scotland, you know,"
"Ah, yes," Fred laughed, "Haven't changed a bit, have you? Well, I stopped in town to see how our employees were doing at the shop."
"Oy, if it means anything, coming from a customer, Weasleys Wizard Wheezes is excellent. Love the store," she winked at him.
"Why thank you!" he said, mocking a gentleman, "Hey! How has Quidditch been going? I've heard some commentary on some of your games! Sounds like you do wonderful!"
"I like to think I do," she smiled, "but, it's been going very well. I haven't traveled so much in my life. And it's surprising how much they actually need a reserve chaser."
"No doubt. How's 'ol Wood doing?"
"Aye, fine! He's still obsessed. Hasn't changed a bit. I tried to take him for a night on the town, to show his there are other things besides Quidditch, but it was a hopeless cause." she shrugged, "but, what are you doing in Flourish and Blotts? You've only been in a bookstore maybe two times,"
"Actually it was three," he smirked, "I came in here to get some potions book George wanted me to pick up for him,"
"Oh! How is George?" Angelina asked, "I hope you two are doing alright,"
"Yeah, we're doing great! George is fine, you know, he's still odd, and stays away from any member of the opposite sex that isn't an employee,"
Angelina just smiled at him and managed a small laugh. The opposite sex. She had to ask him. She was dying to know if he was dating anyone.
**So sad but true**
**For me there's only you**
**Been lonely since the day**
**The day you went away**
"Typical George, eh?" she managed to say.
"Yeah," Fred chuckled, suddenly he seemed a little timid. His ears turned a light shade of pink, then he stuttered, "So, er, you know, it's so good to see you. I've missed you over these couple of years,"
"Me, me too," she muttered. It now seemed as if they were 5th years again.
"So..." he started, "How have you been? I'm surprised you haven't got a trail of guys behind you! Kind of like at Hogwarts,"
"Oh yeah," she laughed lightly, "I remember those days,"
"So, are you seeing any one now a days?" he asked very fast. 'Beat me to it,' Angelina thought.
"Um, no," she answered slowly, "I'm not, I haven't dated anyone in a while."
"Really?" Fred asked, face fully flushed now, "I'm surprised! I mean, at Hogwarts you always had guys begging you for a date,"
"Yes, well, I hardly ever said yes," she shrugged.
"You said yes to me," he said sensitively.
"I did," Angelina nodded, now looking at the ground, "But, you were different. You weren't like most boys. You liked me for who I was and not what I had."
"I still do," he smiled. She smiled back and then there was an awkward silence. They both avoided each other's eyes.
**I remember date and time**
**September twenty second**
**Sunday twenty five after nine**
In those few moments a memory flashed through both of their heads, neither of them new the other was thinking it, but the memory came none the less. Angelina's memory was more vibrant though.
It was Saturday, April 15, six weeks before the 7th years had to take their N.E.W.T.S. and the 5th years had to take their O.W.L.s. It was 7:32 pm. Angelina had remembered the exact time. She'd never forget that day......
**In the doorway with your case**
**No longer shouting at each other**
**There were tears on our faces**
~ SATURDAY, APRIL 15, 7:32 PM ~
"You're really going aren't you?" Angelina asked sadly.
"Yeah," Fred sighed, heaving his case to the door way of his dormitory.
"I can't believe your leaving," Angelina said following him to the door.
"Well, I figure, what's the use of being here?" he said, kneeling down, rearranging and packing a few more things in his case. Then he explained for the fifth time, "I already know what I need to know to make it with the joke shop, and since I'm banned from Quidditch, there's really no need for George and I to stay."
"I know, I know," Angelina said, "but I still can't believe your going. I mean, there's got to be something else for you to stay for. I understand about the whole Quidditch thing, but you've got to have a couple other reasons to stay."
"Like what?" Fred asked, still rearranging clothes.
"Like your friends, for example! And Ron and Ginny," then she whispered, "and me."
"You?" he said, finally looking up from his case.
"Yes, me," she said quietly with a look of hurt on her face, "don't I mean anything to you? Because you mean a lot to me, and I reckon if I'm not even going to be missed when you leave, then I'm starting to wonder what kind of relationship we're in."
"Angelina," Fred said standing up and looking her in the eye, "you know I'm going to miss you. Your one of the reasons why I didn't leave earlier. I didn't want to come to Hogwarts at all this year, but besides the fact that mum made us come, I knew it wouldn't be fair to you to just leave one year and not come back."
"Really?" Angelina asked surprised.
"Yeah! Angel, you know I care for you, you pop into my mind every time I thought about leaving," he said, taking both of her hands in his, "Leaving Hogwarts is one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make, it's basically because of you."
"Thanks, Fred," she said giving him a small smile, "I guess I'm just being stupid, I mean, if opening up your joke shop makes you happy, that's fine with me. I want you to be happy, Fred."
"Thanks, Angel. And your not stupid, your just one of the most caring people I know."
They stood there for a moment in silence, not looking each other in the eye. Fred coughed once, trying to get over his nerves. He had to do this. He just didn't know how to. He didn't want to hurt Angelina.
"So," he started, "I hear Oliver's putting in a good word about you to the top dogs in the Quidditch League, eh?"
"Yeah," she nodded, "he says there's going to be an opening for a new Chaser on Puddelmere's reserve team."
"Well, you know, I was thinking," he said nervously, "I reckon you'll be doing a lot of traveling after Hogwarts. Because I know you'll get that position, Angie. I haven't the slightest doubt in my mind. And, you know, George and I will be really busy with the Joke Shop, and we won't be spending that much time together anymore. So, I reckon maybe we should, take a bit of a break."
"A break?" Angelina said cautiously, then nodded, "Right. Well, I suppose your correct."
"But, listen, Angie," he said putting a hand on her shoulder, "I still want to be friends, okay? I don't want you to hate me, I don't want to be one of those couples who break up and hate each other."
"I could never hate you, Fred," she said shaking her head, tears were slowly welling up in her eyes.
"Okay, okay," he breathed, "your one of my best friends, Angel, and I don't want to loose you as a friend. Are you okay with this?"
"Yes, yes," she nodded, tears were slipping down her cheeks now.
"Oh, God," he muttered, and wiped away her tears affectionately, "Don't cry, Angel. Please don't cry. I don't want to hurt you. Honest, I don't. It's just, I don't think it's fair to the both of us to be in a long distance relationship, that's all. It's especially not fair to you! Angelina, you have so much going for you, and I-I don't want to-to be the reason that you don't find someone else who could give you what you want. Please, Angel. Please don't be upset with me."
"I'm not," she quietly looking up at him, she saw two tears slip out of his eyes. She smiled weakly at him and cupped his face with her hand, "I absolutely understand where your coming from, Fred. And I'm not upset with you, honest, I'm not. I'm just glad that we can still be friends. I would never let our friendship being ruined by something as little as a breakup."
**And we were letting go of something special**
**Something we'll never have again**
**I know, I guess I really really know**
"I'm so happy you understand, Angie," he said, hugging her.
"Now if you just happen to kill my mama, then I'm afraid the friendship is over," she said, hugging him back.
He laughed lightly, "Don't worry. Unless I'm possessed by You-Know-Who, I wouldn't dream of it!" they broke apart and he said, "Now, once George and I get to Diagon Alley, I'll send you an Owl, okay? Write back and I'll Floo you over the summer as well. And come and visit too!"
"Don't worry I will," she said confidently, at the moment, the break up wasn't effecting her as much as it would later, "I'll answer all your owls, and I'll visit as well!"
"Okay, good," he beamed at her, "now, unless you want to miss a good show, be in the Great Hall later this evening, you'll know when you need to be there," and he winked at her.
"Oh," she chuckled, she already knew what Fred and George were planning to do, "I'll be there."
She hugged him good-bye, gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out of his dormitory. She headed down to the common room, and she saw George whispering to a gloomy looking Alicia Spinnet. She decided she should leave them alone, she knew what Alicia was going through. Angelina needed to be alone at the moment anyway.
She made her way up to her dorm, crawled on her bed, drew the curtains back, and laid on her back. She stared up at the ceiling and sat there for hours thinking. She cried a few times, but she knew Fred would be happy at Diagon Alley, with his brother, in their joke shop, without her. And she'd be, hopefully, playing Quidditch, on Puddlemere's reserve team, with the worshipped Oliver Wood, without him.
But Fred would be happy. And if she truly loved him, she wanted him to be happy. 'And he will be happy. And I want him to be happy,' she thought to herself. But if she wanted Fred to be happy so badly...why did she feel so miserable?
**Did I lose my love to someone better**
**And does she love you like I do**
**I do, you know I really really do**
But that didn't matter now, that was in the past. And they were in the present, which was difficult enough.
"Well, what about you?" Angelina said, breaking the silence, "You've got to be seeing someone! You were just as popular as I was at Hogwarts."
"Er, yeah," Fred said nodded, his face turning a deeper shade of red, "Actually, I am dating someone. Er...do you remember Lisa Turpin? In Ravenclaw?"
The news hit her like a ton of bricks. A Ravenclaw? But a smile was plastered on her face, she was very good at hiding emotions, but inside her heart ached like it never had before.
"Lisa Turpin? Oh! Yes! I remember her! She was a sweet girl. Real nice." Angelina said this all with confidence in her voice. She was happy for Fred, but she couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for herself. Like she often told herself, just because she hadn't moved on, doesn't mean Fred shouldn't.
"Yeah, she's a doll," Fred said, a little more relaxed, but still very tense, "We've been dating for about a year,"
"A year? Blimey, congratulations! I'm really happy for you!" and she was, but this was hard to take in. A year. He had never dated one girl for a year. Except for her.
**Why do we never know what we've got 'til it's gone**
**How could I carry on**
**The day you went away**
"Well, I better be going," said Fred looking at his watch, "I'm suppose to be at a meeting in...oh...about one minute,"
"Alright," Angelina laughed, "Send Lisa and George my love. And it was great seeing you again! I've really missed you,"
"Me too," he said, embracing her, "It's been so good bumping into you! I'll send you an owl sometime, alright?"
"Okay," she said, as they broke apart, "I'll be looking forward to it. Take care of yourself, Fred." and she kissed him on cheek and immediately left.
**Cause I've been missing you so much I have to say**
**Been crying since the day**
**The day you went away**
She didn't want to leave immediately, but she had to. The minute her lips touched his cheek, a tear slipped down her cheek. She didn't want him to see her cry. But he did. Angelina hadn't realized that Fred felt one of her tears fall on his cheek. If she would have turned around, she would have spotted him touching his cheek.
She walked, very fast, to The Leaky Cauldron. Desperate to find Alicia and apperate home. She didn't want to run into Fred again. She was thankful she had Quidditch practice tomorrow evening, Quidditch always took her mind off everything. But, then of course, Oliver would be there and she'd have to tell him she saw Fred. The twins and Wood were very good friends.
**The day you went away**
**The day you went away **
Angelina wiped her tears and stepped into the Leaky Cauldron. She spotted Alicia looking over a receipt from Madam Malkin's.
"Hey, Alicia, how was your day" she said, walking up to her friend.
"Hey, Angelina! It was great! There was a huge sale at Madam Malkins! I got 3 dress robes for half the price! Half price, Angie! Oh, how was your day?"
"Um..it was...interesting," she said mysteriously.
"Interesting, eh?"
"Oh yeah," Angelina sighed and laughed at the same time, "Let's apparate back home and I'll tell you everything,"
THE END
A/N- Please leave me a review! I'm not really that happy with this story, as it is kind of confusing and it sat in a notebook on my shelf for about a month. So I'm kind of tired of it. Heh, I get tired of things easily. I hope you enjoyed it though! ^_^
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