Life Sucks
"Daddy!"
Alicia yelped, jumping away from Matt, her eyes wide as she stared up at her father, his nostrils flared, and his eyes wide. He actually looked quite comical, but Alicia dare not laugh.
"So THIS is what this 'note' was about."
Donald held up the note from Oliver, about meeting him in his room and everything, Alicia gasped in horror, Matt stood there a confused look on his face.
"Excuse me Mr. Spinnet. But are you suggesting that it was I who wrote that note?"
Donald blinked.
"You mean, you didn't?"
Matt shook his head.
"No sir, I didn't.."
"Oh.."
Donald muttered, then looked to Matt.
"Go. I need to have a talk with my daughter."
Matt nods, and left, giving Alicia a half-smile.
"So Alicia.. Tell me, who was this note from exactly?"
"It was from Oliver Wood. From Hogwarts.. The quidditch captain."
Alicia murmured softly, taking a seat in the living room area of the room.
"Oh reaaaaaallly? Alicia, I am severely disappointed in you. I can't believe you'd actually DO something like this.. "
"I know dad.. It's just. Well. I had practically been in love with Oliver since my 2nd year.. And when this happened, I jumped at the chance. Don't worry, he tried some stuff, but I pushed him away. I didn't like that 'feeling'.."
"That's my girl.. Alicia, you're all I have left of your mother, and I don't want to lose you. You don't know what that Wood boy could have done. For some insane reason he could have killed you. Then what would I have done?"
She shrugged, sighing and leaning back into the sofa.
"It's alright dad, it's done and over with. May I go to bed now?"
"Yes. But wait first. Jodie has gotten ill, something about what she had for dinner, and I am afraid we must return home for the remainder of the summer.."
Donald massaged his temples, sighing heavily.
"I'm really sorry Ali. I know you wanted to stay, but we can't.. Jo needs to be at home so she can get better."
"But. But DAD!"
Alicia whined, cracking her knuckles.
"I don't want to leave Matt.. It's not fair."
"I know Al, but Jodie needs to get better. You could visit Matt over next summer, or maybe even over the Winter Holidays.?"
"When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning.. As soon as possible."
"Man.."
Alicia muttered as she headed into her bedroom.
"Life sucks.."
((A/N: SOOOO Sorry for the short chapter, it may seem as a 'contrived mechanical ending' A.K.A dues eh machina ((or something along those lines)) I promise more soon.. That only took me like.. 10 minutes to write. Shows don't it? Oh well.))
"Daddy!"
Alicia yelped, jumping away from Matt, her eyes wide as she stared up at her father, his nostrils flared, and his eyes wide. He actually looked quite comical, but Alicia dare not laugh.
"So THIS is what this 'note' was about."
Donald held up the note from Oliver, about meeting him in his room and everything, Alicia gasped in horror, Matt stood there a confused look on his face.
"Excuse me Mr. Spinnet. But are you suggesting that it was I who wrote that note?"
Donald blinked.
"You mean, you didn't?"
Matt shook his head.
"No sir, I didn't.."
"Oh.."
Donald muttered, then looked to Matt.
"Go. I need to have a talk with my daughter."
Matt nods, and left, giving Alicia a half-smile.
"So Alicia.. Tell me, who was this note from exactly?"
"It was from Oliver Wood. From Hogwarts.. The quidditch captain."
Alicia murmured softly, taking a seat in the living room area of the room.
"Oh reaaaaaallly? Alicia, I am severely disappointed in you. I can't believe you'd actually DO something like this.. "
"I know dad.. It's just. Well. I had practically been in love with Oliver since my 2nd year.. And when this happened, I jumped at the chance. Don't worry, he tried some stuff, but I pushed him away. I didn't like that 'feeling'.."
"That's my girl.. Alicia, you're all I have left of your mother, and I don't want to lose you. You don't know what that Wood boy could have done. For some insane reason he could have killed you. Then what would I have done?"
She shrugged, sighing and leaning back into the sofa.
"It's alright dad, it's done and over with. May I go to bed now?"
"Yes. But wait first. Jodie has gotten ill, something about what she had for dinner, and I am afraid we must return home for the remainder of the summer.."
Donald massaged his temples, sighing heavily.
"I'm really sorry Ali. I know you wanted to stay, but we can't.. Jo needs to be at home so she can get better."
"But. But DAD!"
Alicia whined, cracking her knuckles.
"I don't want to leave Matt.. It's not fair."
"I know Al, but Jodie needs to get better. You could visit Matt over next summer, or maybe even over the Winter Holidays.?"
"When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow morning.. As soon as possible."
"Man.."
Alicia muttered as she headed into her bedroom.
"Life sucks.."
((A/N: SOOOO Sorry for the short chapter, it may seem as a 'contrived mechanical ending' A.K.A dues eh machina ((or something along those lines)) I promise more soon.. That only took me like.. 10 minutes to write. Shows don't it? Oh well.))