A/N: Well, this is chapter two. I would like to thank PottedLilies for her help with the first chapter and my friend Have Socks. Will Travel. for just being awesome.
And I don't own any of this. I don't even know if I technically own Ari or Reb, since they exist in a world that is not mine. But if I do, sweet!
Rebecca made her way back to the Common Room eventually, or so Ari noted. She had just finished a long essay that Snape had assigned on the benefits of bezoars. Which was the last of her homework for the weekend, so she could enjoy her Sunday in the library tomorrow.
"Did you have fun?" She asked, plopping down on the couch next to Ari.
"Fred Weasley? Really?" She asked Reb.
"Ah, come on Ari, you two obviously like each other. Lee and I were just trying to help things along." Reb said, putting her arms around Ari. "You love me. You know you do. Say it."
Ari rolled her eyes.
"Keep telling yourself that."
Reb squeezed her tighter.
"Say it! Say it!"
"No!"
Reb started tickling her.
"Say it! Say it!"
"No! No! Ok! Fine! I love you!"
Reb stopped and went back to sitting like normal.
"I knew it. You love me. So...Did you have fun?"
"No."
"You're lying. I was watching you. You had fun."
"No, I didn't. He's an insufferable, annoying, immature git and I did not have fun at all in the ten minutes I spent with him."
"You did. You totally did."
"Nope."
"Yes."
"I'm going to bed."
"Fine, but admit that you had fun."
"Nope!" Ari shouted at her as she headed to the Girl's Dormitory.
When she got to her bed, she plopped down on it and started thinking. Was Reb in her right mind or just stuck on this new idea from her romance novels that two people who can't stand each other were obviously in love? Though maybe there was some truth to that idea she had earlier on her liking George and wanting her to go out with Fred so that Reb could get closer to George. Seemed like Reb...
She ended up falling asleep on that thought and dreamed of never ending parchment and endless quills falling on her.
The next morning after breakfast, she made her way to the library. She was looking for a specific book that was checked out every time she asked Madam Pince about it. Quite odd, in her opinion, as it didn't seem like it would be a popular book. She was trying to research the history of boggarts, given that when she had mentioned them at home once, her mother had seemed quite interested and since both her parents are muggle borns, it's not as if they can run down to the library and check out a book on boggarts.
The book was checked out again. So instead, she sat down at a table alone and began reading Hogwarts, A History. It seemed interesting enough, plus it was available and there for her to read. So she read it. And then someone sat down in front of her and began poking her book.
"I'm trying to read this." She said.
"And I'm poking it." The person said. She looked up. It was Fred. Why?
"Why are you poking my book?" She asked.
"Because it's pokable."
She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore him for the time being. But he kept at it.
"Are you always this insufferable?" She asked, annoyed.
"Sometimes. Most of the time I'm worse." He answered.
"Shouldn't you be bothering Filch or something?" She asked.
"I should. But I'm not. Bothering you is much more fun."
"Even if I try to ignore you, you're not going to go away, are you?"
"Nope."
She sighed.
"Aww, come on Ariel! Lighten up!"
She glared at him.
"Don't call me Ariel."
"Then what should I call you?" He asked. "Miss. Gordon? Miss. I know everything?"
"Ari." She said.
"Ari?"
"Ari."
"Why Ari?"
"Because it's what I like to be called."
He shrugged and fell silent for awhile as she read.
"You're boring." He stated after a bit.
"You're annoying." She said.
"Yes, but I'm lovable and adorable and endearing."
"Some one's been lying to you."
"All those girls have been lying to me? And here I thought I had a way with the ladies."
She rolled her eyes.
"Oh Fred! Had I known that you were such a ladies man, I would never have insinuated that you were annoying!" She said, in a fake girly voice.
He stuck his tongue out at her.
"That voice doesn't fit you."
She stuck her tongue out at him.
"You're so mature." He said.
"As if you're any better." She pointed out.
"Yes, but that's the expectation for me. But you, Miss Know It All, are expected to be perfectly mature all the time."
"So?"
"So doesn't it get boring, being mature all the time?''
"No." She said, trying to return to her book.
"No? I think you're lying to me." Fred said, taking her book from her. She leaned over the table to try to get it back. "Relax! You'll get it back! Gosh, it's like me taking this book is the end of your world."
"Yeah, well, I kinda want my book back! God! You're behaving like a three year old!" She said, trying to get it back.
"You know, after that comment, maybe I won't give it back." He began flipping through the book's pages. "Gah. This is so boring. How can you read this?"
"It's not boring! It's informative!"
"Big difference."
"It is a big difference and would you please give it back?"
"No."
"No?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't think you deserve it."
"Listen, I took the time to go and get that book, so give it back!"
"Don't shout, this is a library." Fred scolded her.
She glared at him and looked around. What people that were in the library were staring at them, probably because they were being loud. Madam Pince was even coming over to them, moving as swiftly as her thin, vulture like frame allowed. Which was rather swiftly, to be sure.
Madam Pince got over to them and took the book from Fred's hands and told them both to leave the library.
Ari took her things and deliberately tried to walk in the opposite direction of Fred. However, this failed in that he followed her.
"You dropped this." He said, handing something to her. It was that string of blue beads that Reb left in her pants. She slipped it on her wrist so that it wouldn't fall again and walked away.
"What? No thank you?" He shouted after her.
"Thanks!" She shouted back, irritatedly.
Well, there went the rest of what should have been a peaceful day in the library. Now, she had nothing to do and was in a foul mood because of him.
A/N So...you know that little link at the bottom...You should click it...
