Hey, this isn't the most exciting chapter, but I thought it was a good look at George and Alicia's relationship.
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Chapter Seven: All His Fault
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The library was Alicia's safe place. It's where she came when life got too intense. She liked the spot in the very middle of library, so she could get up and walk in any direction without turning. She liked that feeling.
But today, she was forced into the corner of the library, because of…him. George Weasley was the only reason she couldn't enjoy a nice afternoon in her favorite spot.
Amanda Silverstone was a whole different story. It was her fault that this ever happened. If she hadn't tried out, then none of this would've happened. Alicia would still be happy.
"If you keep staring at him you'll burn a hole in the back of his head," someone chuckled from behind her.
Without looking up, Alicia muttered, "Good. He deserves it." Another chuckle.
"You must be pretty upset, then. If you don't mind, what did he do?" Alicia looked up, and stopped breathing. It was Cedric Diggory. Cedric Freakin' Diggory. The hottest boy in Hogwarts, and he was sitting next to her, Alicia Spinnet, on his own free will.
"Hi," he flashed her a dazzling smile.
Alicia blushed. "I…um…hi," she stuttered, trying to find something intelligent to say, and failing epically.
"So, why are you mad at Weasley, again?" His brows knit together in concern. Alicia was so surprised she nearly fell off her chair. He wanted to know about her? Why?
"Oh, ah, it's nothing. Just…nothing." She smiled nervously. He nodded like he understood, tipping back in his chair.
"I see, but if you don't mind me asking: would it have anything to do with Silverstone over there." He looked amused, and Alicia turned an even darker shade of red.
"Well, no…not really…yes," she mumbled, looking at the ceiling. He laughed, leaning forward again.
"Don't worry, he'll come around soon."
Alicia sat up, looking hopeful. "You really think so?" Cedric raised his eyebrows. "Not that I care. Psh. I couldn't care…less?" He chuckled again.
"Well, he's an idiot for hooking up with her instead of you. Any guy would be lucky to have you." He flashed her another dazzling smile, and Alicia blushed. Again. "See you around, Alicia."
Cedric got up and walked out of the library, passing the chair in the middle of the library on his way out. A pair of blue eyes followed him, and they were not happy. George Weasley did not like the idea of Hogwart's resident pretty boy going near Alicia. His Alicia.
At the back of the library Alicia sat staring into space with a dreamy expression. All she could think about was how cute he was, how charming he was when he laughed, how sweet he was when he asked her about George, and just how cute he was.
Yep, Alicia had fallen hard, and George had noticed. Leaving an annoyed Amanda behind, George made his way over to the daydreaming Alicia. He was going to find out what that egg-headed jerk had said if it killed him.
"Hello, Alicia." He said, acting casual.
Alicia jumped, looking up him, and then scowling. "What do you want, George? I'm trying to work."
He snorted. "Yeah, on what? If you ask me, I'd say you were dreaming about one Cedric Diggory." He felt strangely satisfied when an angry flush crossed Alicia's face.
"Shut up, George. I don't have time for this," Alicia said impatiently, starting to pick up her things.
George put a hand over her Charms textbook. "Just tell me what he said, and I'll leave."
"What who said?" Alicia asked, looking innocent.
George growled impatiently. "Don't play dumb, Alicia. It doesn't become you."
Alicia's eyes narrowed. "What are you, my mother? And besides, it's none of your business who I talk to!"
"Yes it is! He's way too old for you, and he's probably going to use you or something!" George was yelling now, attraction the attention of everyone in the library.
"GEORGE WEASLEY, YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" Alicia bellowed, standing up so fast she knocked her chair over.
"NO I WILL NOT TAKE IT BACK! I'M DOING YOU A FAVOR!" He matched Alicia's volume with ease.
Alicia's eyes filled with tears. "Well stop trying to do me any favors, George. You can't tell me what to do, and I won't listen to you! My life isn't any of your business. It never has been."
All the anger in George's voice disappeared, replaced with regret. "Alicia-"
"No, George. I'm done talking to you. Goodbye." Alicia yanked the Charms book from under his hand, and walked sadly out of the library.
"Alicia, WAIT!" George called, but she ignored his call, and kept walking.
By the time she reached the girl's bathroom, tears were pouring down her face. She pushed open the door, and ran to a nearby stall. She let her bag fall, and let the contents of her open bag scatter across the tile.
She locked the door, and sobbed. Alicia hated crying, and she almost never did. She felt weak when she cried, helpless, and alone.
This was all George's fault. It was all his fault that her heart was broken. It was all his fault that she cried herself to sleep at night. It was all his fault that Alicia loved him. No matter what she did.
Marley sat in the common room, playing exploding snap with Fred. She hated playing it. Fred always won.
"Mars, it's your turn." Marley looked up to see Fred smiling at her. "You okay? You look a little lost."
Marley shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I just haven't been getting a lot of sleep lately."
Fred cocked his head to one side. "Why not?"
Marley looked down. "It's nothing, really. Just with Sirius Black on the loose, and all the drama about George and Alicia, my brain's been on overdrive, you know?"
Fred nodded. "Yeah, but are you really worried about Sirius Black? Hogwarts is one of the safest places to be right now. You have nothing to be scared about."
Marley looked at him sharply. "I'm not scared!" she snapped.
Fred raised his hands to protect himself. "Okay, okay, you're not scared! Just don't hurt me."
Marley rolled her eyes. "Fred you're too dramatic for your own good."
He smirked, lowering his hands. "I can't help it. It's my nature." Fred got on his hands and knees and crawled around the stack of cards so he was sitting next to Marley.
"You know, I bet Sirius Black isn't all that dangerous at all." Marley looked at him questioningly.
"What are you talking about, Fred Weasley?"
"You know," he said in a gossipy tone, "I heard from the Quibbler that he's the long lost Easter Bunny or something." Marley laughed.
"Fred, you are a goofball!" She pushed him in the shoulder, making him fall on his side.
"Yes, but I'm a very lovable goofball, am I not?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her. Marley grinned.
"Yes, Fred. You are a very lovable goofball. Are you happy now?"
"Ecstatic." Fred got up again so he was eye level with her. Her eyes were a beautiful blue-green, like the sea, to Fred. To Marley, Fred's eyes were a gorgeous electric blue, with darker blue flecks.
Marley smiled slightly, looking at Fred's familiar freckled face. Wait, was he leaning in? Yes, slowly but steadily, Fred was leaning in.
BLAM.
Fred jumped back, looking where the sound had come from. Angelina had just tripped over the portrait hole in her hurry. "Damn," she whispered to herself.
"Angelina?" Marley stood up, walking over to help her up.
"Oh, Marley, we need to go to the bathroom."
Fred gave her a strange look. "What?"
"Alicia's in the bathroom crying her eyes out over something George did. Not sure what it is, though. Anyway, she won't let us in, but we though maybe you could talk to her."
Marley nodded. "Sure, I'll be right there. We'll finish the game later, okay, Fred?"
"Sure, no problem, Mars. Say hi to Alicia for me." Marley nodded, climbing out of the portrait hole with Angelina.
Once they were gone, Fred sighed. He was this close, this close, to kissing Marley Bennett. Fate must really have something against him. Maybe he did something in another life that he was paying for now.
To help his mood, the deck of cards he and Marley were playing with exploded, burning a hole in the carpet.
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