ok note from Princess Gillybean: i am not the author of this story. it was written by my 12 year old sister, affectionally known as HippyFreak by me and Nymph Girl. it's her first fic but she isn't allowed an account so i'm putting it up for her. enjoy funny 12yr old humour.
it's kinda james and lily-ish
Dedicated to Gred and Forge.
Disclaimer: not mine
The Superb Chaser
Lee Jordan had asked Angelina out more times than he could count.
Or so he told Fred and George.
The first time he had asked her out was in his second year of Hogwarts, right after her first match. He just marched right up to her and said:
"Hey, Angelina, you're a superb chaser!" She looked mildly pleased.
"Really, thanks Jordan"
He grinned, "So you'll go out with me, then?"
Her smile quickly disappeared.
Eventually she learned to say no as soon as he opened his mouth. Now, five years later, he sat in Diagon Alley outside Fred and George's new shop thinking over all those rejections, wondering why he even bothered.
And waiting for Angelina to walk past.
Finally she did, talking animatedly to Katie about the latest Quidich match, which had taken place yesterday... He stood up, cleared his throat and yelled:
"HEY! ANGELINA, YOUR'E A…."
"FINE!" She screamed.
"Have I heard right?" wondered Fred, coming out through the door of his shop.
"Could this be?" asked George, coming out after him.
"She hates you!" they chorused
"FINE, FINE, FINE, if it'll get you to leave me alone!" she screeched, stamping her foot.
Lee goggled. So did Fred, George and Katie
"Great! I'll meet you at the Three Broomsticks tomorrow then" he said as soon as he had recovered.
"Great, see you there." She said, suddenly smiling happily. Then remembering her hatred of him she stormed screaming over her shoulder, "YOU"D BETTER BUY ME A GOOD PRESENT!"
"Sure" said Lee, blinking uncertainly, "I'll buy one from Quality Quidditch Supplies"
"Oh no you won't" said Fred instantly, seizing his arm.
"Definitely not" said George, seizing the other.
They marched him into the shop with cries of: "Try a pygmy puff…. Females love them…."
"What about a day dream...? Highly realistic, you know….."
Angelina, satisfied that Lee Jordan would be suffering an adequate amount for her emotional agony, walked towards The Leaky Cauldron for some butterbeer, towing a stunned Katie behind her.
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