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With Fred's new breakup with Angelina, he hardly wanted to think about the Christmas dance that would be coming up soon, the day that all the students returned from their break.
Girls were walking by now in groups, getting asked out to the dance and giggling constantly. Fred couldn't stand it. Deep down, he wanted to go but he was still mad and hurt about Angelina.
George was going with Katie. Lee was going with Alicia. Oliver hadn't asked anyone but was going to the dance. He was a little preoccupied with quidditch. As far as Fred knew, Angelina wasn't going with anyone.
Fred got a little joy, four days before the dance. He was sitting in the common room trying to do his homework but was having trouble with Angelina sitting only a couple of chairs away. Most people were still in the common room when Christopher came over and sat down next to Angelina. Fred immediately looked down at his book.
"So, Angelina. Are you going to the dance?" Christopher asked, ignoring Fred, who was now listening carefully.
"I don't know, Christopher," she said exhaling.
"Well if you didn't have a date yet, I wanted to ask you to go with me." Fred's ears were like a dog's. They quickly perked up.
Angelina looked up, deep into Christopher's bright blue eyes, a look of astonishment on her face. "How dare you ask me that question right in front of Fred when you were the one that broke us up!"
"Angelina, I don't know what you're talking about. You kissed me," he accused. They now had an audience.
"What are you talking about? Fred, I swear, he kissed me!" She now looked at Fred who had looked up from his book. He didn't know if he should believe her. Why should he? He wanted to but she had kissed someone that wasn't him.
She gave him a pleading look. Fred stared into her hazel eyes. They were beautiful. He wanted to be with her but he didn't want to be cheated on. He wasn't sure that he could believe her. He continued to stare at her then looked back down at his book. He just wasn't sure. Angelina retreated to her chair and Fred heard her sob quietly. Then she went up to her dormitory, slamming the door loudly. Everyone continued to stare at Fred.
"WHAT?!" he asked to the audience as everyone quickly turned back to what they were doing.
The next morning, Fred went down to breakfast with George and Oliver. They were busy talking about England's quidditch standings, so busy, that Fred didn't even notice Angelina sit down next to him.
"Hi Fred," she said to him hopefully.
"Er. hello," he said quietly, then turned back to his friends.
Angelina looked sadly at the back of Fred's head, and then also turned around to her friends.
Breakfast was almost over when Dumbledore stood up to speak. "Good morning students! As you all know, the Christmas dance will be on Sunday. Students going will have to be at the dance by eight o'clock. Dress robes will be worn. Now finish your breakfast and head out to your classes. Have a good day!" He sat down and smiled.
The boys finished their food and Oliver ended the quidditch conversation. Fred turned around to grab his juice and saw Angelina peering at him, as if expecting something. He hesitated, gave a small smile, and then finished his juice. He put down the goblet and walked off to Defense Against the Dark Arts with Lee Jordan.
As he was sitting in class, listening to the teacher drone on and on about the rise of Rerot the Evil, romantic thoughts filled his head. They were about Angelina. About how he still had feelings for her. About how maybe she was telling the truth about the kiss between her and Christopher. About giving her another chance.
He must have had a dreamy look in his eyes because Lee was suddenly calling his name.
"FRED! God, pay attention when I talk to you! Class is over."
Fred looked around and saw that the students were leaving the room. He got up and put away his books and walked out with Lee, still thinking of Angelina.
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Whoa! So what's with the dreamy, Angelina thoughts? Check back and you will find out soon. Sorry this chapter took me so long to post. I've been a little busy. Please R/R!!
With Fred's new breakup with Angelina, he hardly wanted to think about the Christmas dance that would be coming up soon, the day that all the students returned from their break.
Girls were walking by now in groups, getting asked out to the dance and giggling constantly. Fred couldn't stand it. Deep down, he wanted to go but he was still mad and hurt about Angelina.
George was going with Katie. Lee was going with Alicia. Oliver hadn't asked anyone but was going to the dance. He was a little preoccupied with quidditch. As far as Fred knew, Angelina wasn't going with anyone.
Fred got a little joy, four days before the dance. He was sitting in the common room trying to do his homework but was having trouble with Angelina sitting only a couple of chairs away. Most people were still in the common room when Christopher came over and sat down next to Angelina. Fred immediately looked down at his book.
"So, Angelina. Are you going to the dance?" Christopher asked, ignoring Fred, who was now listening carefully.
"I don't know, Christopher," she said exhaling.
"Well if you didn't have a date yet, I wanted to ask you to go with me." Fred's ears were like a dog's. They quickly perked up.
Angelina looked up, deep into Christopher's bright blue eyes, a look of astonishment on her face. "How dare you ask me that question right in front of Fred when you were the one that broke us up!"
"Angelina, I don't know what you're talking about. You kissed me," he accused. They now had an audience.
"What are you talking about? Fred, I swear, he kissed me!" She now looked at Fred who had looked up from his book. He didn't know if he should believe her. Why should he? He wanted to but she had kissed someone that wasn't him.
She gave him a pleading look. Fred stared into her hazel eyes. They were beautiful. He wanted to be with her but he didn't want to be cheated on. He wasn't sure that he could believe her. He continued to stare at her then looked back down at his book. He just wasn't sure. Angelina retreated to her chair and Fred heard her sob quietly. Then she went up to her dormitory, slamming the door loudly. Everyone continued to stare at Fred.
"WHAT?!" he asked to the audience as everyone quickly turned back to what they were doing.
The next morning, Fred went down to breakfast with George and Oliver. They were busy talking about England's quidditch standings, so busy, that Fred didn't even notice Angelina sit down next to him.
"Hi Fred," she said to him hopefully.
"Er. hello," he said quietly, then turned back to his friends.
Angelina looked sadly at the back of Fred's head, and then also turned around to her friends.
Breakfast was almost over when Dumbledore stood up to speak. "Good morning students! As you all know, the Christmas dance will be on Sunday. Students going will have to be at the dance by eight o'clock. Dress robes will be worn. Now finish your breakfast and head out to your classes. Have a good day!" He sat down and smiled.
The boys finished their food and Oliver ended the quidditch conversation. Fred turned around to grab his juice and saw Angelina peering at him, as if expecting something. He hesitated, gave a small smile, and then finished his juice. He put down the goblet and walked off to Defense Against the Dark Arts with Lee Jordan.
As he was sitting in class, listening to the teacher drone on and on about the rise of Rerot the Evil, romantic thoughts filled his head. They were about Angelina. About how he still had feelings for her. About how maybe she was telling the truth about the kiss between her and Christopher. About giving her another chance.
He must have had a dreamy look in his eyes because Lee was suddenly calling his name.
"FRED! God, pay attention when I talk to you! Class is over."
Fred looked around and saw that the students were leaving the room. He got up and put away his books and walked out with Lee, still thinking of Angelina.
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Whoa! So what's with the dreamy, Angelina thoughts? Check back and you will find out soon. Sorry this chapter took me so long to post. I've been a little busy. Please R/R!!