Young Love
Author's note: This is my second Fred/Angelina fic, and in this one they are first years. In this fic, you will find out how these two kids fell for each other, my way!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters, but I do own the characters that aren't originally HP characters. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~* Chapter 7- First Lesson- Flying
"What do you mean she asked you to help her in her flying lessons!" yelled Fred, grabbing George by the front of his robes. George had just broke the news to his now pissed off twin and Lee sat quietly listening to everything and plotting a way to get Katie back for getting him into trouble.
"Listen, she said she was really mad and she doesn't want to see you. Plus he thinks you're a prat and will try to shove her off the broom once she gets the hang of it all." George informed quickly. Then Fred let go.
"Well that's nice. I'll show her who's a prat."
"Well, you could always go as me." George suggested.
"That's dumb. So that then when he shoves her off the broom, she'll think its you and then be mad at both of you?" asked Lee. Fred ignored him.
"George, you're truly a genius." Said Fred and looked at his watch. "I had better get down to the Quidditch pitch before Angelina does. Don't mind if I borrow your cloak do you? It has your name on it and it'll convince her enough that I'm you." Said Fred and grabbed his twins inter cloak, before running out the room. Lee rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say he fancied that girl." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Angelina arrived at the Quidditch pitch, she spotted the red head sitting in the grass with two broomsticks at his side. "Hey, George!" she called, and the boy looked up and grinned at her, standing up. She looked at him, and if she didn't know any better, she would have thought it was Fred.
"So, you ready for your first lesson? "he asked and Angelina nodded, taking the broom from him. But then he took it back.
"I figure that maybe we should try it together before I let you get on it alone." He informed and mounted the broom, then looked at her expectantly.
"And the purpose is?" she asked.
"So you get use to the feeling." Answered the red head and grinned, holding his hand out to her. "Shall we?" she sighed and joined his on the broom. Once it began to rise, she leaned against him and closed her eyes. "Hey, opened your eyes and grip the handles! That's the purpose to this!" he announced.
"Lay off!" she yelled then took a deep breath and obeyed him.
"See, now is that so hard?" he asked and after a few lessons, they landed and she had to mount her own broom. "We're going to race around the Quidditch pitch about three times then touched down here. Then we'll head back ion. Sound fair?" he asked and she nodded. They mounted their brooms and began to race around the pitch. With every turn, Angelina felt she was getting better at it.
"Nice going Angel eyes." Angelina looked at the Weasley boy in shock then he went flying quickly ahead of her.
"I knew it." She muttered and began to speed up. The red head had already landed and was waiting for her to land as well.
"HEY, slow down!" he yelled and she came to a quick stop and flew of her broom, right into him.
"Argh, you weigh a ton." He groaned.
"Very charming Fred." The boy's eyes went wide and she pushed herself off of him. "Really, could you be any more daft?" she asked and he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well, how'd you know it was me?" he asked. She rolled her eyes. Well for one, you and George's voices aren't exactly alike and you called me Angel eyes." She answered smartly. He grinned and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I suppose you're beyond pissed now?" he asked and she shook her head.
"No, I suppose I can get over it. After all, you were pretty determined to help me out. And you didn't shove me off my broom stick." She said and helped him off the ground.
"That's right. And tomorrow in Hooch's class, you'll show Daives what a real Gryffindor can do!" said Fred. Angelina grinned up a t him and nodded in agreement.
"So, what will our next lesson be if I want to join the Quidditch team?" she asked.
Author's note: This is my second Fred/Angelina fic, and in this one they are first years. In this fic, you will find out how these two kids fell for each other, my way!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or its characters, but I do own the characters that aren't originally HP characters. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~* Chapter 7- First Lesson- Flying
"What do you mean she asked you to help her in her flying lessons!" yelled Fred, grabbing George by the front of his robes. George had just broke the news to his now pissed off twin and Lee sat quietly listening to everything and plotting a way to get Katie back for getting him into trouble.
"Listen, she said she was really mad and she doesn't want to see you. Plus he thinks you're a prat and will try to shove her off the broom once she gets the hang of it all." George informed quickly. Then Fred let go.
"Well that's nice. I'll show her who's a prat."
"Well, you could always go as me." George suggested.
"That's dumb. So that then when he shoves her off the broom, she'll think its you and then be mad at both of you?" asked Lee. Fred ignored him.
"George, you're truly a genius." Said Fred and looked at his watch. "I had better get down to the Quidditch pitch before Angelina does. Don't mind if I borrow your cloak do you? It has your name on it and it'll convince her enough that I'm you." Said Fred and grabbed his twins inter cloak, before running out the room. Lee rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say he fancied that girl." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Angelina arrived at the Quidditch pitch, she spotted the red head sitting in the grass with two broomsticks at his side. "Hey, George!" she called, and the boy looked up and grinned at her, standing up. She looked at him, and if she didn't know any better, she would have thought it was Fred.
"So, you ready for your first lesson? "he asked and Angelina nodded, taking the broom from him. But then he took it back.
"I figure that maybe we should try it together before I let you get on it alone." He informed and mounted the broom, then looked at her expectantly.
"And the purpose is?" she asked.
"So you get use to the feeling." Answered the red head and grinned, holding his hand out to her. "Shall we?" she sighed and joined his on the broom. Once it began to rise, she leaned against him and closed her eyes. "Hey, opened your eyes and grip the handles! That's the purpose to this!" he announced.
"Lay off!" she yelled then took a deep breath and obeyed him.
"See, now is that so hard?" he asked and after a few lessons, they landed and she had to mount her own broom. "We're going to race around the Quidditch pitch about three times then touched down here. Then we'll head back ion. Sound fair?" he asked and she nodded. They mounted their brooms and began to race around the pitch. With every turn, Angelina felt she was getting better at it.
"Nice going Angel eyes." Angelina looked at the Weasley boy in shock then he went flying quickly ahead of her.
"I knew it." She muttered and began to speed up. The red head had already landed and was waiting for her to land as well.
"HEY, slow down!" he yelled and she came to a quick stop and flew of her broom, right into him.
"Argh, you weigh a ton." He groaned.
"Very charming Fred." The boy's eyes went wide and she pushed herself off of him. "Really, could you be any more daft?" she asked and he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well, how'd you know it was me?" he asked. She rolled her eyes. Well for one, you and George's voices aren't exactly alike and you called me Angel eyes." She answered smartly. He grinned and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I suppose you're beyond pissed now?" he asked and she shook her head.
"No, I suppose I can get over it. After all, you were pretty determined to help me out. And you didn't shove me off my broom stick." She said and helped him off the ground.
"That's right. And tomorrow in Hooch's class, you'll show Daives what a real Gryffindor can do!" said Fred. Angelina grinned up a t him and nodded in agreement.
"So, what will our next lesson be if I want to join the Quidditch team?" she asked.