Disclaimer- JKR is god of the HP world; I am merely borrowing her genius idea and turning it into something that utterly amuses me.
A/N- WOOOOOOO!!! Reviews!!! Keep em coming!!!!! I 3 you all!!!!
Alishandr- …What??? Thanx for reviewing, but I have no idea what you're saying, mind repeating it in English?
Starblower- Haha, I totally agree!! I just didn't want any flames saying "Your Alicia is so OOC… She's so pathetic…" etc.
Dizzy Izzy- LOL Good idea, but I have another one; I don't think your going to be very happy with me at first though…
PS- I made a little mistake, apparently Newham College opened in 1992, so we'll pretend that Alicia's father went back to college after Alicia was born, and then wanted Alicia to go there. Also, I'm American and too lazy to read all the college info, so I'm going by how it works here, correct me if I make any mistakes.
Life After Hogwarts
Still
August 21
10:30 pm
I have taken apparation completely for granted. Ever since I got my license last year, I would just apparate without a second thought. After driving from Keithly to London in a minivan with a faulty air conditioner in 90 degree heat, I have a new respect for apparition, broomsticks, and all other magic.
In the last hour of driving, it hit me that although my wand was reduced and safely stored in my pocket, I would scarcely be able to use it. This whole muggle bit really does suck.
The campus is nice, I guess. I haven't really had a chance to look around it. My parents and I went straight to the dorms because Daddy was complaining how much about how heavy my luggage was. All he had to do was ask and I would have made it light as a feather as I did with the bags I was carrying… I still pretty angry at him about making me go here. Mum was taking pictures, LOTS of pictures. Of everything. And she was crying. Gee, didn't we look a sight! Daddy all red faced and sweating, Mum with tear stains and a camera plastered to her face, and me, embarrassed, angry, and scared out of my wits.
Then, we get to the dorm. Another perfect part to my so-far perfect day. In the lobby it was packed. There were dozens of other new students and parents (who were acting the same way mine were…) I got my room number and my key and started walking toward the stairs. (Fifth floor, no elevator. Great) Halfway up the stairs I run into (not literally this time, thank God) this amazing Greek God of a man. And I mean amazing. Dark hair falling sexily into beautiful green eyes, tall, broad shouldered, and from what I could see through his shirt, muscles galore!!! (George who?? Only kidding, unfortunately. Not matter how many Greek Gods come into my life at this school, I don't think I'll ever be able to get over the baby faced, Quidditch playing Weasley. Love sucks. It bloody sucks) Anyway, Greek God-boy smiles at me and says in this incredible Australian accent.
"You look like you could use some help." (Sigh…)
"Thank you" I answer him and start to hand him my bags. Then I remembered that they were charmed. I pulled them back. God-boy gave me a weird look; I knew that I must have looked so rude. I saved myself though. "I'm okay actually, but if you could help my father, he's carrying my heavier bags." God-boy nodded and smiled at me and moved to take my bags from Daddy, who grunted a thanks.
"Well, I can take it from here." I told Mum and Daddy. I'll call you when I'm all settled in.
Mum looked crestfallen "You mean you don't want us to come up and help you unpack?"
'NO! I want time alone with God-Boy away from my annoying, embarrassing parents!' I wanted to say, but of course I didn't. Instead I said "It's going to be horribly crowded up there, and Mum, you're claustrophobic."
Incredibly, they agreed. After hugging and kissing them goodbye, and promising to write and call daily, they left me and God-boy alone to continue to my room.
"Are you a freshman?" He asks.
"Yes, are you?"
"Sophomore. Major in business economics with a minor in drama. You have any idea what you want to major in?"
"Not the slightest"
"Don't worry, that's what freshman year is for." He said with a brilliantly white grin. Amazing. "I'm Shane Nicholas."
"Alicia Spinnet."
"Alicia's a beautiful name." I almost died "Now, what room are you again?"
"5-14" I said checking the paper attached to my key.
"Really? I'm 5-18, two doors down from you"
I smiled my flirtiest smile at him. "Maybe we'll see each other again, then."
"I certainly hope so." He returned the smile. By then we had reached my room. It was already unlocked. We walked in and set my stuff in the centre of the common room. (Not like the common room at Hogwarts, it's sort of like a living room. The way our rooms are set up, there are two tiny bedrooms, separated by a bathroom. Not complete with a shower, unfortunately. In front of the bedrooms is the big living room, where I think we're expected to spend most of our time.)
"So I guess I'll see you around, Alicia Spinnet." He said holding out his hand."
"Thank you for helping me." I answered shaking it. And then Shane the God-Boy left.
"Hello?" A female voice called out from somewhere in the room.
"Hi, I'm Alicia." I called back. "I guess I'm your roommate, I just got in."
A girl walked out of one of the bedrooms then. She's the kind of girl you'd love to hate, but can't because she's so sweet. Gods, I really do want to hate her though, she's beautiful! Tall, blonde, skinny, big chest, totally fucking perfect. I felt so plain standing next to her. Why is every one in this place so bloody good-looking???
She dusted her perfectly manicured hands off on her pants and held one out for me to shake. "Hi! I'm Candi, are you a freshman?"
"Yeah, are you?"
"Yes. I already picked my room, if that's alright. They're both exactly the same."
"That's fine," I nodded. "Do you think you could help me bring my stuff in?"
"Sure!" She reached for one of my light bags; I stopped her right before she picked it up.
"I'll get those. They're a little uh… heavy." Who knew that charming my luggage would be such a problem?
Within a few minutes, we had dragged all my stuff into my closet sized room. It did have a nice view of the campus, though. We collapsed on the bed and started talking. Surprisingly enough, this model (really, she models for Abercrombie and Fitch over in the States. It's not fair.) and I had a lot to talk about. I won't go through all the details right now, but she had already met Shane.
"I heard a male voice in here before, was he a brother or a boyfriend or something?" she asked.
"No, Shane Nicholas. He lives two doors down."
"Oooh. I met him this morning. He's gorgeous, isn't he?"
My heart dropped, I had no chance with him if Candi liked him. "Yes, he is. Are you, er, interested in him?"
She laughed. "He's all yours Alicia, I have a boyfriend already."
I should have guessed. "Really? Does he go here?"
"Nope, he and his brother own some kind of toy shop or something in London. He's coming by tomorrow to pick me up to go out. You can meet him then."
After that she went back to her room to unpack, and I began to unpack some of my stuff. I was about halfway done, when Shane knocked on the door and asked if Candi and I would like a tour. Happy for the distraction, we agreed. He showed us around the campus and introduced us to a lot of people. The ones that I remember are:
Andrea: First class BITCH, she's a senior and acts like freshmen are so below her. Deserves a good slap across the face, if I see her again, I just might have to give it to her.
Robert: Short and ugly. Looked at me as though I were a piece of meat. Scary.
Daniel: American. Taking a year off from Stanford University to learn about European culture. Star football flayer, gay. I already love this guy.
All other guys: Don't remember each of their names, but there were about ten of them. Flirted mercilessly with Candi. I feel bad for her boyfriend. He must go crazy with all the competition.
Most girls: Nice enough, scared me about classes, each of them told me "We have to go for coffee together sometime, dahling."
As you can see, after three I got to lazy to list them out. Everyone just kind of blended together.
Freshman bonfire after that, just ended about a half our ago. Met a few other people. Everyone seems to know what they want to major in. I felt very immature saying I was Undeclared.
Well, my hand is killing me right about now. I'll finish unpacking tomorrow night, Candi and I are going shopping form dorm necessities (mini refrigerator, furniture, etc) to do some roommate bonding. Sounds fun. (For once I'm not being sarcastic.)
August 23
9:23 am
Sorry I didn't write yesterday. I was too upset. Didn't think I could handle putting it down on paper without bursting into tears.
Day started well enough. Woke up, got dressed, went out with Candi. We stopped for breakfast in a little coffee shop just outside the campus. The girl eats a lot. Guess she's just lucky. Very lucky. It's not bloody fair. I say that too much, don't I?
So then we go shopping, buy stuff for our dorm and then move on to clothes. I heard that usually roommates don't get along so well, but me and Candi clicked. I guess I just have to look past the fact that I'm completely jealous of her. She bought an outfit for her date tonight, and I bought a few things too that Candi helped me pick out. Went out to lunch, did more shopping, went to tea, came back to the dorm. By that time it was 7:00. She went to get dressed. I decided to stay in that night and finish unpacking and decorating my room. I changed into sweats, washed my makeup off, and put my hair up. I looked pretty bad, but who cares, it's not like I was going anywhere.
There was a knock on the door. "Alicia!" Candi called. "Can you get that?"
"Sure!" I yelled back. I opened the door and almost had a heart attack. Standing in the doorway, wearing a muggle suit, and looking as wonderful as the last time I had seen him was George Weasley.
"Alicia?" he gasped
"George?" My mouth was hanging open.
"How the hell have you been?" he cried hugging me tightly. Sigh, to be in those arms forever… "What are you doing here?" he asked once we had broken the embrace.
I waved him inside. "I live here. What are you doing here?"
"He's my boyfriend" Candi had come out of her room looking stunning in a sparkly silver dress that would have looked tacky on anyone else. George got up and hugged her and kissed her on the lips. I felt like vomiting. "How do you two know eachother"
"We went to school together and played quidditch on the same team" I answered, feeling sick.
George shot me a look. Shit, why did I mention quidditch?
"Quidditch?" Candi looked confused.
"It's a sport our school invented." George saved me. "Well, we better get going. It was great seeing you again Lich. We have to get together sometime to catch up." And then they left.
I flung myself on my bed and cried. The love of my life was going out with my perfect roommate. Shane came by, but I told him I was busy and couldn't answer the door and to him come by today.
Maybe it will all work out though. I'm just going to be civil to both of them, and maybe just maybe they will realize that me and George were meant to be together. I'm not going to go all immature and bitchy towards Candi. That would just make things worse.
August 23
9:40 pm
I hate her! I really do! Him too!