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This chapter is dedicated to Anie1129, who has been diligently reading and reviewing. Thank you!
And, I present to you, Le Chapitre Numero Quatorze! (I think I said that right...)
November 20th, 2021
I am going to murder him. And not even with Avada Kedavra. I am going to use a badly cut tin can and slit his throat gradually. No, even better, I am going to have a very pissed Mundungus Fletcher do it. Yes. No. No, I'm going to take a brick and...
You're probably wondering who the hell I am talking about. I'll tell you, dear book. I am talking about my idiotic, moronic, traitorous numpty of a brother. No, not Teddy! The other one! Gah!
So since Megan stormed out on me last week, I haven't spoken to her. Or Alice. Well, actually, I haven't spoken to Alice for a very very long time.
I've been sitting with the Scamander twins for the longest time at meals. They keep want to diagnose me with something or the other. If I hear one more time that I've got the beginnings of spattergroit, I swear, I will chuck whatever is in my hands at the time at their heads.
I don't have freckles! Lily does, because Mum does, I don't! Dad does not have freckles, James doesn't have them either, ergo, I don't! It's honestly not that difficult to understand.
Anyways, I was talking to Sonia about Quidditch, and I suddenly realized Al wasn't there. She hadn't been there for breakfast either, or lunch, and I was really concerned.
"So the Wasps just have no chance of winning, I mean seriously, but maybe with that-"
"Sonia, where's Alice?"
"Er, I...I dunno."
"Yes you do." She's an awful liar.
"She's...er...sick, I think..."
Really convincing.
"Okay. Sorry, but I have to go." I got up, and went straight to the Common Room. I left my bag there and everything. I didn't even realize it until Lorcan brought it to me later.
I started to take the steps two at a time, and I mumbled the password to the Fat Lady, and then, I stopped.
Because I remembered what happened to James when he tried to sneak into Violet Finnegan's dorm last year.
So, I summoned my broom from the boys dorm. It whacked me in the face, but I didn't care. I was on a mission now.
I mounted it and rode up to the Fifth Years Dormitory. Inside, I could hear muffled crying. I knocked quietly on the door.
"Hoo is id?" It was Alice.
"Al."
"Nyeah?"
"No, It's Al. Albus."
"Go 'way."
"No."
"Dyes."
"Al, lemme in, please? Are you decent?"
"Dot enough for dyou, abbarendly!"
Huh?
"What?"
"Do't blay dub wi' be!"
"Al, I'm giving you one minute exactly. Then I'm coming in, whether or not you want me to."
"Go do 'ell"
Ouch. I counted to sixty and let myself in.
She was a mess. Tissues were everywhere, and she was in her pajamas. She had bed-head, and her eyes were red, and her lips, cracked.
She still looked bloody gorgeous.
"Alice, what happened?" I sat down gingerly beside her and awkwardly wrapped my arms around her small frame.
She started crying again. And then, she started mumbling, but I really couldn't understand anything, so I just said, "Shhhhh." again and again.
Finally she stopped and said, "Al, I'b really really sorry, bud I kissed Jabes."
WHAT? I let go of her and ran for the door. How could she be so stupid? How could he be so stupid?
I ran into the devil himself at the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey, kiddo, how do you do?"
I socked him in the jaw, and then again in the eye, and then in the stomach.
And then, like the brave Gryffindor I am, I ran for it. And here I am, hiding under my bed.
Yep, my life's so wonderful right now.
(Note the sarcasm).