Okay, so that was A BIT longer than expecteddddddddd. WHOOPSIE DAISIES.
Terribly sorry, it's on the shorter side, and it feels like kind of a filler chapter, but next chapter will be filled with killing curses, and an undiscovered prophecy, and an unplanned pregnancy…JOKES. But it will have more action, if you will, than this…oh you pervs not in that way! GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER.
Oooooooookay I really like to rant in authors notes…somebody please stop me.
Any way HAPPY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR!
DISCLAIMER: you have got to be kidding… come on now…
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"What the bloody hell were you thinking?"
Blow number one.
"You have got to be the daftest cow in all of England."
Blow number two.
"I'm ashamed to even call you my friend! You pull one more stupid move like this, and its over."
I sighed catching very few of the words that were flowing steadily out of Alicia's mouth. They hit the floor like little grenades, simply pelting off the wood, building up to the explosion. That's how Alicia works, she pretends she's fine for a while, and then slowly she begins firing; once she gets going, and there is simply no stopping her.
"Are you quite finished?" I asked as her pacing slowed and the insults were lowered to barely a whisper as if she were repeating something to herself over and over again.
"I don't think it was that bad…" Katie's condolences were silenced by a glare from Alicia. She then steered this glare towards me and shook her head.
"You bloody kissed Roger Davies, Angelina Johnson, you kissed Roger Davies! She kissed him!"
You probably feel like you are missing something well, maybe that's because I've been trying to forget what happened after I made my grand exit out of the library. Well, let's just say grand exits never go as planned, at least not for me. Just as I was triumphantly storming out, Mme Pince had to get involved. I was a few steps away from the door, I was almost out, I could taste free air and then, BAM.
"Angelina, you need to return the Chocolate Frog book you took out, it has been much longer than two weeks."
I rolled my eyes and replied quickly still eager to escape.
"And you've go to stop making such noise in the library! It's a study place for goodness sake!"
She proceeded to rant and rave about unfair library treatment and how all students blah de blah de blah. This lecture continued on for quite some time, enough time for Roger to find me and pull me aside after my book talk had come to a close.
One thing led to another, and to put it plainly I'm a stupid, rash girl who needs to stay away from everything with male hormones. Maybe there is a reason that Professor Trelawney keeps seeing a multitude of cats in my tea cup…
"Look, I felt bad, he's a good guy, I had no right to do what I did to him; it was sort of consolation I suppose…"
"You felt bad?" She fumed sitting down on her bed "Roger is a good guy, a great guy even, but you don't want great, you want Fred!"
It was true. There was no denying it, the whole reason I flipped out on Roger was because he was such a good guy. It drove me nuts! I'm not looking for a one size fits all here - Roger is perfect, who doesn't want a perfect guy? He could have chemistry with any girl in her right mind, so that obviously doesn't include me. I'd rather have Fred, who though is riddled with rips and imperfections, seems to fit just right any how.
"Hey, who is the one who said perfect, we'll make him jealous!" I quoted staring at Alicia.
"In order for the jealousy thing to work, you'd actually have to be spending some time with him for him to notice this whole bloody Roger thing. If he had taken it in doses, it would have been fine, but he's going to explode when he gets hit with this big, huge, jealous, kissing thing."
I rolled my eyes. I really need to get a control of my emotions. Seriously, what is my problem?
"How is it that I enter a relationship perfectly sane, and exit leaving everything that crossed my path waiting in line at St. Mungo's?"
"We could argue the sane part…"
"But there are more pressing matters at hand." I finished smiling teasingly at Katie.
"Of course, like how the bloody hell you are going to dig yourself into this hole."
"She means how you are going to get yourself out of this hole." Alicia corrected smoothly ignoring Katie's attempts to save her slip up.
"It's not like it's a huge hole, its manageable I think." I concluded. I surprised even myself with the ease in which I was handling this situation. Usually I'd be on the floor; breathing into a bag…I've come a long way since last week.
Alicia's face dropped as she came to the slow realization that she was more upset about this than I was, Katie's face dropped right along with Alicia's.
"Alicia," Katie whined as she stared vaugley at the wall in front of her, "We really need hobbies."
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The next morning I rose early, with an entirely new outlook on life.
Yeah, right.
"Angelina, get your arse out of bed!" Katie shouted ripping my blankets from me. My body automatically recoiled into fetal position.
"Oh, sod off will you." I muttered tossing in my bed. Alicia let out a cackle from the opposite side of the room.
"Now Angie, what kind of friends would we be if we did that?" She rhetorically questioned.
"Nothing you haven't done before…" I replied under my breath as I forced myself to roll off the bed and stand on my two, very wobbly, legs.
"Last night, Merlin came to me in a dream, I had an epiphany," I mused while flipping through my closet looking for something that if not clean, was not stained at the very least. Boy I need to do laundry.
"Care to enlighten us Trelawney?" Katie sardonically replied.
"No more YPS. I'm going cold turkey, as of ten seconds ago, YPS has been officially abolished." I stated proudly knotting my tie and stuffing it under my jumper. Katie's jaw resounded as it hit the wood below us and Alicia was simply a deer caught in headlights.
"Who told you this?" Alicia mused her eyes narrowing slightly.
"Merlin," I replied packing my books sloppily into my bag and slinging it over my shoulder.
"Since when have you taken advice from dead people with strong morals?" Katie asked looking absolutely appalled at the idea of it.
"I've decided, I'm done with all my analyzing, all my worrying, what ever happens is just going to happen right? Why try to mess with it? If I'm going to have a relationship with Fred, I want it to be real. Spying, doesn't strike me as all that true."
"But what about all our hard work? Just throw it all away?" Alicia whined possessively.
I smirked.
"Pretty much yeah. Now move your lazy arses before we miss breakfast."
Let me tell you, those two trudged down to breakfast as if it was the last one they would ever be eating.
I walked steadily down the halls letting the retired 007s drag behind me. As we paraded down to breakfast I glimpsed the brunette I needed to talk to.
"I'll meet you guys at breakfast!"
They nodded lethargically in response. I sprinted down the adjacent hall feeling seemingly confident for who I was about to talk to.
"Hey" I called. He spun around to face me, grinning like mad.
"Well, I see you brushed your hair this morning." He noted jokingly. I forced a chuckle, damn, I knew I forgot to do something, I cursed mentally kicking myself.
"Always the charmer," I replied swooping my tangled hair into a casual bun at the base of my neck. "So I was thinking, and really I'm…"
"Angelina, I'd like you to meet Parker." He said knowingly cutting me off and motioning to a blonde just across the hall. I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Roger Davies comes to my rescue for the one billionth time. He saved me from an extremely long and what would have been awkward explanation. I smiled gratefully at him and he returned it.
"Oh, Parker?" I echoed making playful eye contact. We winked and pulled her over to us.
"Yes, she's my girlfriend as of a few minutes ago."
I recognized the girl; she was Ravenclaw, brilliant Quidditch player. Actually, she was kind of the female version of Roger, sweet, friendly, outgoing, the kind of person nobody really resents simply because you can never seem to find anything hateful about them.
She nodded hello before whispering something to Roger and running to catch up with a group of her friends.
"She's lovely," I genuinely noted.
"As are you," He began, I eyed him suspiciously "But it never would have worked out between us. You are just too perfect." He jested.
"Ohh, you know what, you are just too-" The bell rang obnoxiously in my ear and I swore loudly. "-good at making me late for…potions! SHIT!"
And with that I was back in the bloody Olympics. Why does this boy always make me late for Potions? Not only is it the most remote classroom in the whole sodding school, but it's Snape, Snape!
I entered into the Potions classroom abruptly. Snape's head snapped up and intently watched a trail of grease flow down his hair and slowly make its way down the back of his robes.
"Ms. Johnson!" He shouted pulling me out of my trance; I scurried to the only open seat, one next to Fred and Lee.
"I thought we agreed not to make this a habit."
I looked at Fred hoping he would feed me the right words, or slip a fake pass into my hand. He did no such thing.
"Er…Well, you see – I was…erm, held up." I mumbled. A malicious smile spread over Snape's oily face. I grimaced.
"Well, I think two detentions should suffice."
WHAT!? That's outrageous!
"What?"
Surprisingly the voice that called out came from beside me. Fred had taken his feet of the desk and was sitting straight up.
"She was only two minutes late!" He exclaimed. I nodded my head as if to say Yeah, what he said.
"The amount of time makes no difference, my class is clearly not on top of Ms. Johnson's priorities, I think detention might boost its status."
Fred shrugged and turned to me, "Alright, you heard the man Angel. I just hope you're ready for your detention with Flint, I hear he's a real trouble maker in detention."
I furrowed my brow in confusion and widened my eyes to tell him to cut the act or he'd be in detention all week. He smirked and threw me a wink, and that's when my brain froze and I began staring blankly into space.
"Huh?" Flint replied stupidly not catching onto the situation.
"That is a different situation Weasley. Marcus was hardly late," Snape replied scathingly.
"Oh really Professor," He said feigning enlightenment, "I was under the impression that degree's of lateness didn't matter, neither did House."
Snape glared at Fred who was now grinning like he'd just won a million galleons, he leaned back in his chair casually knowing he had all the hand in this situation.
"If that is the way you feel, all three of will serve detention tomorrow night, right here."
With that Snape continued with the lecture and the attention of the class was lost once again in the depths of the many cauldrons that lay sprawled around the room.
"Oi, I owe you one." I said to Fred. He shrugged and smirked teasingly.
"Hey, if we are keeping track of arses saved, you owe me about a hundred and one."
I hit him in the arm for his cheek and then returned to gazing at my wall. Yes, it's a nice wall to gaze at, a very nice wall indeed.
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The rest of the day passed by extremely uneventfully. I made eyes at Roger while he and Parker held hands during lunch, but really that's as good as it gets. I'm still not seeing much of Fred, which is precisely what I'm going out to fix.
I dropped my bag in the room and set out to do two things. Firstly, find a girl called Halle, tell her that her services are no longer needed. Secondly, find prince charming and elope with him…oh if only.
I was about to go down to the common room when I was hijacked, again, by the people who I call my friends. They grasped my arms and forced me onto the bed. This time, they are not wearing an obscene amount of black…thank Merlin.
Katie started ranting and pacing in front of me.
"Slow down Sherlock Holmes, what are you two on about now? I've got to go tell Halle the plan is off. Then Fred and I are going to go for a long walk and disappear into the sunset."
"Well," Alicia began in a high pitched voice that was typical of a bad situation, a high pitched well was never a good way to start a conversation. "You might have to take a rain date. I'm afraid if you see Fred very soon the only sunset you'll be seeing will be the sun setting…on your life."
Oh boy. Well, isn't this turning out to be a wonderful day. Turns out whilst I'm dreaming of long walks along the beach, he's counting all the legal curses he can put on me.
"That's pleasantly morbid. Why exactly would the sun set on my life if I see Fred?"
"BECAUSE HALLE IS THE MOST-" Katie continued in a rant of very long, very explicit words which I don't think I will be repeating any time soon.
"She spilled."
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UH-OH…spies found outttttttttt.
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