A/N- Hullo again!! 3rd Chapter, Wheee!! R/R!!! Thanks to all who've
reviewed!!
Chapter 3:
Lots of silence
Fred led Adorabelle from the dark dungeon to the main castle above. He silently hoped she would speak up soon. Frankly, he had no idea where the Ravenclaw common room (George had the Marauder's Map) and being seen with a tear stained first-year was not going to help his reputation. Her crying stopped only minutes before hand. Staring at the ground, she held her silence since. They walked about ten minutes before Fred had had enough of walking in circles.
"You can speak up anytime now." He sighed.
She looked up at him with wide surprised eyes. "What?" Adorabelle asked hoarsely.
"Your common room? Are we close? At all?"
"Oh," She nervously brushed her hair behind her ear. "Right, just a little b..bit farther."
Fred nodded glancing around the corridor. "Great, just tell me when we get there." She resumed her silent stare as they continued to walk.
"Not much of a talker, are you?"
She gave no answer except a nervous glance.
"Are you all right?" Fred asked. "Are you usually this pale?"
"I'm..f..fine." She stuttered.
"Are you sure? You look really…white."
"I'm sure" Adorabelle answered in her meek voice.
Fred bit the inside of his mouth and tried to think of something else to say, something to maybe put her at ease, or something to at least cease the weird silence.
"So," Fred coughed. "What do you think was wrong with Snape? I've never heard of him retracting detention before."
The small girl shrugged, hugging herself as if she were suddenly very cold. "I d..don't know"
"Maybe his heart kicked back in," Fred pondered with a smile. "If he has one…"
Adorabelle gave a small snort of laughter, which died away as abruptly as it started.
Fred's grin grew to its maximum size. "Or perhaps he mistook us for Slytherins…"
Her laughter grew in volume.
"Perhaps he saw us for the powerful wizards we are and got scared. Yeah, that's it. I bet he wet his trousers. And speaking of wet…"
Adorabelle's face with now lit up with amusement. Her laughter echoed in the empty corridor. The sincerity of it made Fred smile as he continued to joke about the potions master.
"Did you hear about how he tried to get a date? But even Mrs. Norris has her standards."
Adorabelle doubled over in laughter, leaning her back against the stone wall to support herself. But in a sudden moment, the mood swiftly changed. The happy laughter turned to hacking coughs. The bend over girl was suddenly on the floor gasping for air.
"Adorabelle?" Fred asked squatting beside her. He touched her side as it violently shook up and own with each burst of noise. "Adorabelle!"
Her hand gripped his robe sleeve and pulled his attention to her eyes. They pierced through him with panic before they rolled back into her head and she slipped into a very different silence.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
Alicia Spinnet looked back and forth from her Ancient Runes book to her parchment. She wondered why in class assignments seemed so easy, yet once you're in your common room its almost as if your brain took a holiday. Running her fingers through her brown hair, she glanced around the scarlet lounge.
A fire was roaring in the fireplace and students where scattered playing games, talking, or, like Alicia, suffering through their homework. Dean Thomas, she noticed, looked particularly distressed over what looked like potions research. Alicia gave a sympathetic smile. In the corner, the terrific trio was gathered, Hermione playing Ron in chess, while Harry watched. Judging by the way Ron and Hermione were concentrating, the game was probably close. The thought of going over next to Harry and witnessing the match crossed her mind, but she remember her runes and decided she ought to get back to work.
As she lowered her head into her tome, the sound of the portal opening jerked it away. The chaser smiled as her favorite twins strode in through the portrait. The grin vanished abruptly. Something was wrong. Normally the energy of the twins was almost too much to handle, but today is seemed to be lacking.
'Nonexistent is more like it,' Alicia thought trying to catch the younger redhead's eye. "Hey George! Hullo Fred!"
George smiled at her and walked quickly over to her. Fred walked sluggishly after his brother, staring into space.
"Hey Alicia," George replied sitting down next to her on floor. "What torture are you suffering through this fine night?"
"Ancient Runes," She answered motioning toward the book. "They'll be the death of me, I know it."
"I've never really understood the practice." The younger twin replied taking the leather bound book from the carpet in front of her.
"I didn't know you took Ancient Runes." Alicia stated tilted her head questioningly
"I meant doing homework. Seems like a big pain in the rear end to me," George flipped through the pages, glancing at the different symbols.
"How are you, Fred?" Alicia asked looking up at the non-attentive 17- year-old.
"Hm?" Snapping out of gaze, he looked around as if he hadn't known where he was. Fred dropped his gaze to the two on the floor. "Oh, Fine. I'm fine. Um…I'm tired. I think I'll go up to the dorm."
As Fred ascended up the stairs, Alicia looked back at George. He was shaking his head looking back into the book.
"Is he alright?"
"I honestly have no idea," He replied with a sigh. "It's been half-an- hour since he's said anything to me."
"Something's not right," Alicia said biting the end of her quill. "Maybe you should talk to him."
"I tried. I barely got an answer." George stood up and yawned.
"Maybe something's bothering him."
"Fred?" George laughed. "Nothing bothers Fred. I'm sure he's just tired and so am I at this point. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."
Alicia frowned as the other twin withdrew from the room. She sighed. 'I guess it's none of my business, but I know when someone's caught up in their own world. I wonder what Fred's thinking…"
A/N- Not my best chapter but hey, it gets my point across (hopefully). R/R, baby!!
Chapter 3:
Lots of silence
Fred led Adorabelle from the dark dungeon to the main castle above. He silently hoped she would speak up soon. Frankly, he had no idea where the Ravenclaw common room (George had the Marauder's Map) and being seen with a tear stained first-year was not going to help his reputation. Her crying stopped only minutes before hand. Staring at the ground, she held her silence since. They walked about ten minutes before Fred had had enough of walking in circles.
"You can speak up anytime now." He sighed.
She looked up at him with wide surprised eyes. "What?" Adorabelle asked hoarsely.
"Your common room? Are we close? At all?"
"Oh," She nervously brushed her hair behind her ear. "Right, just a little b..bit farther."
Fred nodded glancing around the corridor. "Great, just tell me when we get there." She resumed her silent stare as they continued to walk.
"Not much of a talker, are you?"
She gave no answer except a nervous glance.
"Are you all right?" Fred asked. "Are you usually this pale?"
"I'm..f..fine." She stuttered.
"Are you sure? You look really…white."
"I'm sure" Adorabelle answered in her meek voice.
Fred bit the inside of his mouth and tried to think of something else to say, something to maybe put her at ease, or something to at least cease the weird silence.
"So," Fred coughed. "What do you think was wrong with Snape? I've never heard of him retracting detention before."
The small girl shrugged, hugging herself as if she were suddenly very cold. "I d..don't know"
"Maybe his heart kicked back in," Fred pondered with a smile. "If he has one…"
Adorabelle gave a small snort of laughter, which died away as abruptly as it started.
Fred's grin grew to its maximum size. "Or perhaps he mistook us for Slytherins…"
Her laughter grew in volume.
"Perhaps he saw us for the powerful wizards we are and got scared. Yeah, that's it. I bet he wet his trousers. And speaking of wet…"
Adorabelle's face with now lit up with amusement. Her laughter echoed in the empty corridor. The sincerity of it made Fred smile as he continued to joke about the potions master.
"Did you hear about how he tried to get a date? But even Mrs. Norris has her standards."
Adorabelle doubled over in laughter, leaning her back against the stone wall to support herself. But in a sudden moment, the mood swiftly changed. The happy laughter turned to hacking coughs. The bend over girl was suddenly on the floor gasping for air.
"Adorabelle?" Fred asked squatting beside her. He touched her side as it violently shook up and own with each burst of noise. "Adorabelle!"
Her hand gripped his robe sleeve and pulled his attention to her eyes. They pierced through him with panic before they rolled back into her head and she slipped into a very different silence.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
Alicia Spinnet looked back and forth from her Ancient Runes book to her parchment. She wondered why in class assignments seemed so easy, yet once you're in your common room its almost as if your brain took a holiday. Running her fingers through her brown hair, she glanced around the scarlet lounge.
A fire was roaring in the fireplace and students where scattered playing games, talking, or, like Alicia, suffering through their homework. Dean Thomas, she noticed, looked particularly distressed over what looked like potions research. Alicia gave a sympathetic smile. In the corner, the terrific trio was gathered, Hermione playing Ron in chess, while Harry watched. Judging by the way Ron and Hermione were concentrating, the game was probably close. The thought of going over next to Harry and witnessing the match crossed her mind, but she remember her runes and decided she ought to get back to work.
As she lowered her head into her tome, the sound of the portal opening jerked it away. The chaser smiled as her favorite twins strode in through the portrait. The grin vanished abruptly. Something was wrong. Normally the energy of the twins was almost too much to handle, but today is seemed to be lacking.
'Nonexistent is more like it,' Alicia thought trying to catch the younger redhead's eye. "Hey George! Hullo Fred!"
George smiled at her and walked quickly over to her. Fred walked sluggishly after his brother, staring into space.
"Hey Alicia," George replied sitting down next to her on floor. "What torture are you suffering through this fine night?"
"Ancient Runes," She answered motioning toward the book. "They'll be the death of me, I know it."
"I've never really understood the practice." The younger twin replied taking the leather bound book from the carpet in front of her.
"I didn't know you took Ancient Runes." Alicia stated tilted her head questioningly
"I meant doing homework. Seems like a big pain in the rear end to me," George flipped through the pages, glancing at the different symbols.
"How are you, Fred?" Alicia asked looking up at the non-attentive 17- year-old.
"Hm?" Snapping out of gaze, he looked around as if he hadn't known where he was. Fred dropped his gaze to the two on the floor. "Oh, Fine. I'm fine. Um…I'm tired. I think I'll go up to the dorm."
As Fred ascended up the stairs, Alicia looked back at George. He was shaking his head looking back into the book.
"Is he alright?"
"I honestly have no idea," He replied with a sigh. "It's been half-an- hour since he's said anything to me."
"Something's not right," Alicia said biting the end of her quill. "Maybe you should talk to him."
"I tried. I barely got an answer." George stood up and yawned.
"Maybe something's bothering him."
"Fred?" George laughed. "Nothing bothers Fred. I'm sure he's just tired and so am I at this point. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."
Alicia frowned as the other twin withdrew from the room. She sighed. 'I guess it's none of my business, but I know when someone's caught up in their own world. I wonder what Fred's thinking…"
A/N- Not my best chapter but hey, it gets my point across (hopefully). R/R, baby!!