Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

I'm sorry to which every man who should ever meet my sorry state,
watch my steady lonesome gait and be aware.
I would never love a man 'cause love and pain go hand in hand
and I just can't do it again.

New Romantic - Laura Marling


Chapter One

I'm getting too effing old for this..I don't understand this. Any of it. I mean here I was sitting in the common room, minding my own business, when all of a sudden I was hit with a sudden impending realization. I was in like (almost love) with my prank pulling—insane idea spewing—womanizing—unbelievably reckless best friend. Fred Weasley.

Great, just effing fantastic. I mean sure I've had crushes before, what kinda normal 17 year old girl hasn't?

But..this was different. This wasn't just some other guy, this was Fred.

"Oh Fred!" An extremely obnoxious voice howled in laughter behind me. "You are just a riot!"

I rolled my eyes while scoffing quietly. I didn't even have to turn around to recognize the annoying high pitched voice. It was Leslie Simone. She's a sixth year just like us, and currently Fred's new girlfriend. I roll my eyes again. 'I really got to stop doing that it cant be good for my eyesight..' I give their relationship about another week before she starts to bore him and he decides to end it. Just like he's done with every other girlfriend he's had. Seriously the guy changes women more than he changes clothes.

Of course he never ends a relationship without at least adding another notch to his bedpost. So I guess she's safe at least until she puts out, and by the looks of it that'll be soon. Real soon.

I tried to return my attention back to my Potions very same essay that had to be no shorter than eighteen inches in black ink and on Professor Snape's desk by Monday morning no excuses. Well, it's already Saturday night and I haven't even started—Ugh. I hate Potions.

I was pretty sure I looked right daft staring at my roll of parchment like it was some kind of menace, but I couldn't help it I really—really—REALLY didn't like Potions. And to top it off that greasy git Snape was the only teacher for it. Merlin you'd think a school this size would have more than freaking teacher per subject. Right? Wrong!

I needed some air. So I decided to take a walk around the castle. Of course it was December, snow had began caking up on the windows weeks ago. And I was pretty sure it was freezing out there. Still anything was better than sitting here trying to pull useless facts out of my arse about a subject I hated, while listening to Fred suck face with his newest fling.

I needed some air so I grabbed my jumper from the couch beside me and headed for the door.

"Oi! Angelina!" That better not have been who I think it is. But of course it was. There was no mistaking that sultry voice.

"Yes Fred?" What could he possibly want...Isn't Leslie suck face enough to keep him occupied at least until I get out of the door.

"Where ya goin Angie? It's below zero out there!"

Below zero. Yea right, it was more like 30 degrees or so. Still 30 degrees was pretty damn cold. Common sense was telling me that this was not a good idea, but I couldn't stand staying in here another minute!

"Just for a walk." I turned away, grabbing my scarf from the coat rack near the door.

"By yourself? Wan't me to come with?" I could practically feel Leslie's glare on the back of my head. I should accept his offer to come with me just to piss her off.—WHAT!? I don't like her! She's a snotty little priss. She's always trying to come between Fred and his friends.

But she was gorgeous..Blonde, big tits, and an idiot. Just his type.

"Nah, it's ok. I'll be right back anyway."

I climbed through the portrait hole without another word.

The cold evening air hit me in no time at all. It was like someone had drenched me in freezing cold ice water. Or like I had just walk through Nearly Headless Nick. A shiver ran through me at the thought.

'Angelina you idiot! Don't think of things like that! Keep acting like this and you're gonna get really sick.'

Yea that's exactly what I need right now, a lusting heart and some hypothermia. This day just keeps getting better and better.

Think of something else, uh, daylight..the sun, an hot oven..Fred Weasley's ars -No stop it Ange!

I decided to sit at the bottom of one of those large window frames to watch the snow fall. It was a beautiful scene after all why not enjoy it.

Because everything is even more amazing when you have someone you love to share it with.

Merlin..when did I become so cheesy..

It was almost curfew. I don't know why I came out here when I could have just gone to my room. I guess I wasn't thinking clearly.

But I don't feel like going in right now. There is nothing worthwhile in the common room. I'll just stay out here, I'm strong I can take it!

An extremely strong gust of wind swept through the entire corridor. Turning my bones to ice.

....Damnit I'm going back inside.

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