This is a little fanfic I decided to just do one day when my friend (Mione) would not stop bugging me about these fanfic she was reading that were making her cry. Congrats to those authors that made those fics. Anyway, to my story.
Chapter 1 : Wake up Angelina!
The air was getting chilly and there was snow falling. Angelina Johnson wasn't too happy to top it all off. As she sat in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch watching the fresh, fragile, and newborn snowflakes fall gently from the endless puffy, gray sky she started to feel a flashback of the day before that happened on that very spot.
"Hey, Angelina! Wake up! We've got practice!" Some familiar voice shouted as Angelina tried with all her might to get up. It didn't work. She sat up a little then plopped right back down onto the warm, fuzzy sheets of her 4-poster.
"You're helpless!" The familiar voice shouted once more before walking the other way. The familiar person suddenly stopped and started whispering to somebody. After about 2 minutes of trying to get comfortable enough to sleep again, Angelina gave in and sat up completely. After rubbing her eyes with the first sight of sun-
light, she looked around to see where she was being so rudely awoken.
Angelina suddenly realized that she was in the girls' dormitories located in Gryffindor tower. "Oh yeah,.. duh,.. like I'd be somewhere else." She thought to herself as got off her 4-poster and effortlessly started to stretch her limbs, and like any normal person,.. cracked her fingers. For some odd reason, Angelina enjoyed cracking her fingers,.. It hurt sometimes, but it was still interesting to her.
"..*groan*..I don't want to go to practice.. it's snowing outside! How miserable!" Angelina complained as she headed towards her trunk at the foot of her bed. Still yawning and complaining, she turned the corner of the bed and tripped over something. *Boom!* She hit her head right off her pointy-edged trunk .. and got knocked unconscious. (A.N. I had to make that happen, sorry if it seems stupid)
"Angelina! ANGELINA!" Yet another familiar voice said. Though unconscious, Angelina could still hear voices,.. (scary isn't it?). "Oh my gosh, is she ok?!" Another voice said. Then, Angelina heard such a beautiful and familiar voice, the voice of Oliver Wood, the team captain, and Angelina's crush,.. "Angelina, ..wake up, ..please wakeup!" Oliver said to the lifeless Angelina.
Chapter 1 : Wake up Angelina!
The air was getting chilly and there was snow falling. Angelina Johnson wasn't too happy to top it all off. As she sat in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch watching the fresh, fragile, and newborn snowflakes fall gently from the endless puffy, gray sky she started to feel a flashback of the day before that happened on that very spot.
"Hey, Angelina! Wake up! We've got practice!" Some familiar voice shouted as Angelina tried with all her might to get up. It didn't work. She sat up a little then plopped right back down onto the warm, fuzzy sheets of her 4-poster.
"You're helpless!" The familiar voice shouted once more before walking the other way. The familiar person suddenly stopped and started whispering to somebody. After about 2 minutes of trying to get comfortable enough to sleep again, Angelina gave in and sat up completely. After rubbing her eyes with the first sight of sun-
light, she looked around to see where she was being so rudely awoken.
Angelina suddenly realized that she was in the girls' dormitories located in Gryffindor tower. "Oh yeah,.. duh,.. like I'd be somewhere else." She thought to herself as got off her 4-poster and effortlessly started to stretch her limbs, and like any normal person,.. cracked her fingers. For some odd reason, Angelina enjoyed cracking her fingers,.. It hurt sometimes, but it was still interesting to her.
"..*groan*..I don't want to go to practice.. it's snowing outside! How miserable!" Angelina complained as she headed towards her trunk at the foot of her bed. Still yawning and complaining, she turned the corner of the bed and tripped over something. *Boom!* She hit her head right off her pointy-edged trunk .. and got knocked unconscious. (A.N. I had to make that happen, sorry if it seems stupid)
"Angelina! ANGELINA!" Yet another familiar voice said. Though unconscious, Angelina could still hear voices,.. (scary isn't it?). "Oh my gosh, is she ok?!" Another voice said. Then, Angelina heard such a beautiful and familiar voice, the voice of Oliver Wood, the team captain, and Angelina's crush,.. "Angelina, ..wake up, ..please wakeup!" Oliver said to the lifeless Angelina.