A/N Uh oh! Not a very friendly reunion, eh?
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything…do you really think that I wouldn't own something in one chapter but I would magically receive it in the next?
Courage Chapter 4
God, what was wrong with me? Angelina's voice keep playing over and over again in my head,
"You haven't changed a bit! You're just a cocky little player! Player…player…"
Player? @#$% it! She was right! I hadn't changed! I was still the same cocky little bigheaded eighteen year old I had been ten years ago! I began to bang my head against the bed frame.
"What? Is it time already?" Fred asked groggily.
"No sorry…that was just I…" I replied.
"Oh, you seem a bit troubled…"
"What gave you that idea, the banging or the tears on my face?" I asked sarcastically.
"What's wrong Oliver? You haven't been this upset since we lost our match against Hufflepuff." Fred smiled a bit, but then quickly became worried when I didn't smile back. "What's wrong?"
I swallowed hard, "Do you remember, the year I left?"
"Oh, yeah we won the cup! What's bad about that?"
"No did Angelina ever talk to you about me? Did she ever tell you why we broke up?"
Suddenly his eyes filled with remembrance, "Ah, yes. Angelina told me all about that. You might say I was her shoulder to cry on. You may have noticed my shirt was soaking after that err incident…" He tried a weak attempt at a joke.
I didn't smile, "Well, tonight after you left we were talking and she said she still loved me," Suddenly Fred had an odd expression on his face, I chose to ignore it, "The she began to kiss me…"
"Err what's so bad about that? It IS a very pleasant situation, I know from experience." Fred replied. I gave him an odd look.
"Well then she got mad at me and said, 'you haven't changed a bit!' so called me a player too."
Fred looked uncomfortable, "Listen Oliver, I'm no expert but Angelina does seem to be in the right here…"
Suddenly an owl flew in and dropped a letter on my head. I picked it up and recognized Hermione's handwriting.
"What's she writing about?" I muttered.
It read,
Oliver,
I'm nine months pregnant! I found out yesterday! Please come quickly!
Your Loving Wife,
Hermione
"Congratulations Oliver! You're going to be a Papa!" Fred exclaimed clapping me on the back.
"But I don't understand…" I replied.
A/N Hermione's pregnant! Read the next chapter, it gets very dramay!
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything…do you really think that I wouldn't own something in one chapter but I would magically receive it in the next?
Courage Chapter 4
God, what was wrong with me? Angelina's voice keep playing over and over again in my head,
"You haven't changed a bit! You're just a cocky little player! Player…player…"
Player? @#$% it! She was right! I hadn't changed! I was still the same cocky little bigheaded eighteen year old I had been ten years ago! I began to bang my head against the bed frame.
"What? Is it time already?" Fred asked groggily.
"No sorry…that was just I…" I replied.
"Oh, you seem a bit troubled…"
"What gave you that idea, the banging or the tears on my face?" I asked sarcastically.
"What's wrong Oliver? You haven't been this upset since we lost our match against Hufflepuff." Fred smiled a bit, but then quickly became worried when I didn't smile back. "What's wrong?"
I swallowed hard, "Do you remember, the year I left?"
"Oh, yeah we won the cup! What's bad about that?"
"No did Angelina ever talk to you about me? Did she ever tell you why we broke up?"
Suddenly his eyes filled with remembrance, "Ah, yes. Angelina told me all about that. You might say I was her shoulder to cry on. You may have noticed my shirt was soaking after that err incident…" He tried a weak attempt at a joke.
I didn't smile, "Well, tonight after you left we were talking and she said she still loved me," Suddenly Fred had an odd expression on his face, I chose to ignore it, "The she began to kiss me…"
"Err what's so bad about that? It IS a very pleasant situation, I know from experience." Fred replied. I gave him an odd look.
"Well then she got mad at me and said, 'you haven't changed a bit!' so called me a player too."
Fred looked uncomfortable, "Listen Oliver, I'm no expert but Angelina does seem to be in the right here…"
Suddenly an owl flew in and dropped a letter on my head. I picked it up and recognized Hermione's handwriting.
"What's she writing about?" I muttered.
It read,
Oliver,
I'm nine months pregnant! I found out yesterday! Please come quickly!
Your Loving Wife,
Hermione
"Congratulations Oliver! You're going to be a Papa!" Fred exclaimed clapping me on the back.
"But I don't understand…" I replied.
A/N Hermione's pregnant! Read the next chapter, it gets very dramay!