Disclaimer: Nothing in this story is mine, as I said before…enjoy anyway!
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The next couple of months flew by rather quickly, and before anyone could say "Quidditch" there were only a few more days left till the Yule Ball. All the girls were up in a fuss, and all the boys were hurrying about, trying to pick out the last of the 'decent' girls that weren't yet asked.
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Alicia sat crossed-legged on the bed and watched as Angelina twirled about in her gown. It fell at her ankles, fixing around her slender shape, and was baby blue. Whenever she turned, the room flashed with rainbow colors as the sun's rays bounced in and out of the tiny diamonds attached firmly to the blue stitching. Katie lay on her stomach on her own bed, reading and re-reading Ginny's diary, which was accidentally found hidden conveniently under Ginny's bed cushion.
"Oh, listen to this," Katie squealed, sitting up and clearing her throat. In her best Ginny imitation voice, she read: "Dear Diary, today Harry helped me carry my books to Potions class. I cannot express more greatly my feelings for Harry. Every time he speaks to me, I melt at once, and when he is near, I loose my voice. How I wish that he would ask me to the ball, but Ron has already assured me that Harry wants nothing to do with a younger girl, such as myself. I cannot blame him; he has the devilishly good looks, and the charm, and it's no wonder that he doesn't already have a girlfriend. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I keep dreaming that someday, it will be me. Oh Harry…how I love thee." Katie stared around at the two girls who by now were laughing hysterically.
Angelina lay back on Alicia's bed and said in a high, squeaky voice, "Oh Harry…how I love thee." They doubled in laughter.
"Wait, wait, there's more!" Katie said, hushing her laughter. She cleared her throat again and began to read. "And you'll never believe what I have seen. As I walked from Herbology back to the castle, I stopped by the field to catch the rest of his practice, but much to my dismay, once I arrived, I noticed that the field was clear, and everyone had already gone up to the Great Hall for lunch. That's when I spotted him. It was my brother, Fred Weasley, kissing silently in the shadows where no one would expect to see him. Kissing, none other than Alicia Spinnet." Katie raised her eyes to meet those of Alicia's. They were filled with shock. "I was sworn to secrecy by the both of them, and promised not to tell a soul. And I won't do so, unless, of course, they decide to blab to the school about me and Neville last Saturday in the gardens…" Her voice trailed off, and she looked back at Alicia. The room fell under an awkward silence and everyone just stared at each other for about five minutes.
Finally, Angelina spoke up. "Licia…I didn't know that you and Fred were so…close." She stood up, walked over to Katie, and took the book from her, obviously wanted to read this writing for herself.
"Neither did I," Katie said in a hushed tone.
"Katie…I'm sorry…I didn't mean for you to find out this way…I mean…" Alicia stammered for words…but they just wouldn't come. She finally gave up and gave Katie a sympathetic look.
Angelina closed the little dairy, and locked it again. "When were you planning on telling us, Licia?" Angelina asked with a grin. She ran over, sat next to her, and with a grin, said, "Is he a good kisser? As good as George?"
Alicia giggled. "He's a wonderful kisser."
Katie also got up and sat next to her. "Why didn't you tell us?" she asked, smiling.
"I thought that you would be mad," Alicia said, quizzically.
"Mad?" Katie laughed. "Mad? Over a boy? Never."
Alicia laughed. "Well, I'm glad that you aren't upset with me. But you two have to promise not to tell anyone, until I get the okay from Fred, that is."
"Promise," Angelina and Katie said at the same time.
There was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" Katie asked sweetly, standing up and heading for the door.
"Fred the Fabulous."
"And George the Great!"
"George the Gay is more like it…" mumbled Fred's voice.
"Oh? Is that Fred the Fag?"
"You little…"
Katie opened the door just in time to save George's neck. Fred was reaching for George's neck in a strange attempt to strangle him. "Enough boys," she said sternly. "You can come in."
They grinned and came into the room. Fred flopped down next to Alicia and George, next to Angelina. Katie shut the door, grinning at Fred.
"What?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I didn't do it this time, I swear!"
Angelina laughed. "That's not what she's grinning about."
"No, not at all," Katie said, still grinning. "We know your secret."
"What secret?" George asked, smirking. "Do tell, do tell."
"Yes, do tell," Fred said, glancing at Alicia.
Katie laughed. "About you and Alicia, secretly seeing each other!"
Fred's eyes widened and he stared at Alicia. "You told them?!"
"No!" Alicia said, laughing a little. "I didn't tell them a thing!"
"No, she didn't tell us," Angelina said, standing up. "But Ginny's diary did."
Fred gulped. "And you're not mad?" he asked, looking at Katie."
"O'course not, Fred!" she said laughing. "Not over you, anyway. I'm very happy for the both of you." She smiled sweetly.
George jumped up. "Would you two lovely ladies like to join me in spreading this wonderful news?"
They jumped from their spots, clutched either of George's arms, and paraded down the stairs, singing "Fred and Alicia sitting in a tree…"
"Well, looks like we're officially a couple…" Alicia smiled and looked into his green eyes.
He turned almost the same color as his hair. "Guess so," he said, laughing a bit. "Now I can officially call you my brown eyed girl."
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THE END!
Isn't that cute? Aw…I think I'll write another because I was in a hurry to finish this one. J