Disclaimer: Refer to chapter one, yes I'm lazy :)
A/N: Thank you everyone for reviewing. F/A is my favorite ship, they're so much fun to write about :) I hope this chapter is even more funny than the last. R/R for me Aight? :0) Sorry kinda leaves an American after taste, doesn't it? Oh well, makes it all the more funny.
"Guys, I think I sleep with Angelina last night," Fred said hours later after George's tantrum.
Lee and George, who were playing cauldron cards, looked over at him.
"Duh," Lee said slapping down a wild 4 card, " Ha! In your face George!" George shot him a deadly glance, and then turned his attention back to Fred.
"How long did it take you to figure this one out?" He asked sarcastically, obviously still mad.
"All these images are flashing back to me now," Fred groaned rubbing his forehead.
"Really now?" Lee asked basically jumping out of his chair. "Seen any titties yet?"
"Lee!" George yelled.
"Please, you're acting like Percy!" Lee shot back.
"Oh yeah, I see some skin," Fred said slightly smirking, he hadn't had this much feeling in his sentences all day.
Lee shook his head like he agreed. "C's I bet she's got."
George shook his head, " Naw, B's"
Lee snorted, "Yeah, B's. Right, I guess I can't blame ya. Your love has got the flattest chest I've ev-"
"Shut your bloody mouth Lee!" George said, his ears turning a wee bit pink.
"C's, trust me, I can remember that," Fred said, lying halfway off his bed, winking, or trying to anyway.
Lee just smiled, "Told ya so."
-*- Girls' dorm
"Ten inches! Are you serious, Angelina?" Katie asked astonished. "Blimey, the most I can ever deal with is Eight!"
"What are you girls talking about?" Alicia asked, just entering the dorm from a bathroom break.
"Wands... What else would we be talking abo-" Angelina said, suddenly stopping.
"Licia! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Katie yelled.
"Oh, please. If you heard what I just heard, you'd think the same thing!" Alicia defended herself. Katie just gave Alicia her famous eye roll; Alicia shot back with a glare.
"Anyway," She began, sitting upon Angie's bed. "You feeling any better?"
Angelina gave her a weak smile, "Physically, yes. Emotionally, no. I still don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't even talked to Fred since. Blimey, I'm horrible."
"No! No, you're not!" Both Alicia and Katie said trying to comfort Angelina.
"It's not your fault what happened," Alicia said.
"Well," Katie began, but stopped when Alicia punched her in the shoulder.
"No, it's not your fault," Katie tried a second time, rubbing her bruised shoulder.
"It's just, I really like Fred, I mean I should since I slept with him, but I'm not totally sure that I want to have a kid with him," Angie rambled.
"It's okay, you're not really supposed to want to have kids with anyone right now. We'll think of something. If you want, we could go ask Madam Pomfrey about witch pregnancy and such," Alicia offered.
"I don't really want anyone to know," Angie said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Oh, trust me. It won't be obvious. If anything, we can say it's for Hermione," Katie smiled.
"But, Hermione isn't even pregnant," Angelina exclaimed.
"Oh, is that so?" Katie smirked.
"What is your problem, Katie? You malfunctioned or something? You do know we have a Sex Ed. class, right? Remember the one that you and George always snog in?" Alicia exclaimed.
"We don't snog, and even if we did, Flitwick wouldn't be able to see. Since he's so short and all. Hey! Kinda like you 'Lic!" Katie giggled, jumping up fast so Alicia's fist wouldn't met her shoulder, again.
"Stop it you guys! I have enough to think about without having to think of a spell to shut y'all two up!" Angelina yelled, frustrated.
"Sorry," Alicia and Katie mumbled in unison.
"When do you think we'll know you're pregnant?" Alicia asked.
"When she's 9 months along," Katie said, earning her nothing but another glare. "Sorry, I'll stop."
"Probably by next week," Angie answered.
"Uh, Angie, you know you can't keep this a secret forever. I bet Fred and the other guys know. You can't keep anything from Dumbledore. And, oh, I hate to say this, but you have to tell you mum and dad,"
"I know I can't keep it, but just for right now? okay? Please, just for now. Until Fred and I sort everything out," Angelina begged.
Katie shook her head yes. Alicia hesitated, but then wrapped her arms around her best friend.
"I won't say anything, I promise," she said, teary eyed.
"Oh please you guys, don't get all dramatic on me now!" Katie teased.
"Shut up and get in here!" Angelina said, inviting Katie into the hug.
"Lesbians! I knew it!" George yelled, bursting into the dorm.
"Get the hell out George!" Alicia yelled pointing at the door.
Katie pushed Alicia backwards onto the bed, and ran into George's arms.
"But can I be your little lesbian?" Katie whimpered, looking up at her tall, gorgeous, red haired, incredible sexy boyfriend. George smiled and kissed her forehead.
"Your boob-less lesbian!" Alicia yelled, purposely trying to piss Katie off.
Katie just ignored her best friend, and turned her attention back to George.
"I just wanted to tell you guys that we have practice in about twenty minutes. See ya there," George said heading back out the door.
"Ah," Angelina sighed heavily. "I don't want to go."
"You don't have to, you should though," Katie shrugged.
"Yeah, we need to win the cup this year. This is our last chance and Harry is going to have a hell of a time next year getting all new teammates," Alicia commented, putting on her Quidditch robes.
Angelina rolled out of bed and wrapped her hair up into a ponytail, just like the other girls. She stopped and looked at the mirror.
"C'mon, let's go," Katie said heading to the door
"Just a second, I gotta find my broom," Alicia said.
"It's out in the equipment shack," Katie sighed, turning the doorknob. "Blondes," she muttered to herself.
"Wait, I'm missing something!" Angelina said turning quickly around in a circle looking for something.
"Oh! My lip-gloss!" Alicia called out, running over to her bed and searching madly for it.
Katie sighed in impatience and rested her head against the door. " If we ever get out of here… " she sang to herself quietly.
"I look so fat now!" She groaned.
"Angie! It's been less than 24 hours!" Katie shouted now banging her head on the door.
"Angie, you look normal, nobody can tell the difference. Now let's go before Katie gets her knickers in a knot," Alicia said. Katie just rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry Katie, don't wear knickers?" Alicia smirked.
"Obviously someone else doesn't eit-" Katie bit her lip and left the dorm, heading to the pitch.
"That was directed towards me, wasn't it?" Angelina asked, tears forming in her eyes again.
"Katie, you're a brat!" Alicia shouted from a far.
Once everyone was on the field, practice began. Neville was now the Keeper and was surprisingly pretty good. Although the captain was still uncertain, everyone listen to one another and did very well at games, often scoring over 150 points on the Quaffle alone.
"Okay, how bout a quick scrimmage?" Alicia offered.
"We need some warm-up laps," Harry stated eyeing Alicia.
"Where's Fred?" Angelina asked looking over everyone's shoulders.
"Oh he's behind the equipment shack, puking," Neville answered, as casual as ever.
A disgusted look spread all across Angelina's face.
"Well, at least all the equipment is all ready out," George laughed.
"Okay, some warm-up laps, a scrimmage, passing drills, anything else?" Katie asked.
"How bout beating practice?" George asked.
"Yeah, Beating practice. All right, Let's get started on those laps now!" Alicia said mounting her broom and racing up into the purple hazy sky. Harry was right behind her.
Everyone was racing around the stadium, that is, everyone but Fred and Angelina.
"Fred?" Angelina called, walking behind the equipment shed. "You there?" Her calls were answered by a disgusting sound.
"Egh, sorry," Fred mumbled standing up and wiping his mouth. "Oh, hi Angelina."
"Hi," Angelina blushed.
"I suppose you want to talk?" Fred asked rubbing his red hair around.
"No, I wanna shag again, of course I wanna talk!" Angelina answered sarcastically.
Fred's eyes widen, "Oh, you do? I mean, how was last night? I mean how are you?"
Angelina glared at him, "It was good, I mean I'm all right."
Fred busted out into a huge smile. "Yeah, I'm good too," he winked.
"No, seriously, we need to talk," Angelina started. "I dunno about you, but I don't remember a lot of last night. So what we did is a mystery to me."
Fred eyed her carefully, " A mystery?"
"Well, I mean I know, that, you know, we, we had sex," she said.
"Yeah," Fred said, rubbing his head looking pretty embarrassed. "Uh, don't kill me or nothing, but I don't think we used protection."
"I know, and that's why we need to be serious. I know it's hard for you to be serious, but just try, for me, and for the baby," Angelina said fast.
"Hey now. I can be serious, and who says you're gunna have a baby?" Fred asked.
"My body says! I remember getting my period the first time in my first year. I think there's a pretty good chance something might just cook up," Angelina blurted out.
"Egh, stop! I don't wanna hear this!" Fred said covering his ears.
The glare that Fred earned for saying that could have burned a hole right through his head.
"Heh, sorry…" Fred apologized.
"Anyway, I need to know right now if you're going to be here for me. I don't want to be with you if you're just going to leave me to take care of this child myself. I don't want a kid right now, believe me, but I don't think I have much of a choice. So Frederick, are you with me? Are you going to be responsible?" Angie stated. "Fred? You okay there?"
"Yeah," Fred said talking a deep breath. His right hand was leaning on the shed, while his left was holding his stomach, facing to the opposite direction of Angelina.
"Sorry, just got a little queasy there," Fred managed to say right before regurgitating.
Fred turned around after wiping his mouth with the loose rugby tee he was wearing. He looked deeply into Angelina's eyes, he looked ather with so much feeling she wanted to have wild monkey… (A/N: whoa bad Caitlin!) She wanted to just collapse in his arms and stay in the comfort of his protective body for all eternity.
"Angie, even though we were ridiculously smashed last night, I don't think that we would have just done it with anyone. I guess what I'm trying to say is that, there must have been some kind of feeling that made us do that. Some kind of feeling that told us it was okay, that told us that our friendship was more than what it was. I trust you more than anyone in this world, anyone. I can honestly say that. I mean, I asked you and Lee not to rat me out about taking Snape's bath beads, and who ratted me out? It wasn't you, and I know that's the lamest reason ever, but it's deeper than that. I can honestly say that since our first game as second years, I've had a mad crush on you. Maybe shagging wasn't exactly the smartest thing, and me leaving you wouldn't be smart either. I will be there for you. I was there day one and I will be there until my last day," Fred promised sincerely.
There was nothing Angelina could say. Here was perhaps the sweetest, seventh year boy she knew, promising his life to her. She had never heard anything so meaningful to her. And before she realized it, her arms were tightly gripped around Fred Weasley's neck. Tears fell from her eyes, happy or sad tears, she couldn't tell. Fred's arms were around her waist. You could tell he showed some kind of affection too. He looked as peaceful as ever in her arms and his flawless face showed it. They pulled apart, reluctantly and Fred kissed Angelina on the forehead.
"You mean a lot to me Angie," Fred said before turning around and puking.
A/N: Okay, that's it! All right this chapter wasn't too funny, was it? If it seemed to stop being funny when Quidditch practice began, I know. I wrote this over two days. Lack of ideas, but I wanted to write. It's still a lil funny, right? Well, let me know! Review please!
A/N: Thank you everyone for reviewing. F/A is my favorite ship, they're so much fun to write about :) I hope this chapter is even more funny than the last. R/R for me Aight? :0) Sorry kinda leaves an American after taste, doesn't it? Oh well, makes it all the more funny.
"Guys, I think I sleep with Angelina last night," Fred said hours later after George's tantrum.
Lee and George, who were playing cauldron cards, looked over at him.
"Duh," Lee said slapping down a wild 4 card, " Ha! In your face George!" George shot him a deadly glance, and then turned his attention back to Fred.
"How long did it take you to figure this one out?" He asked sarcastically, obviously still mad.
"All these images are flashing back to me now," Fred groaned rubbing his forehead.
"Really now?" Lee asked basically jumping out of his chair. "Seen any titties yet?"
"Lee!" George yelled.
"Please, you're acting like Percy!" Lee shot back.
"Oh yeah, I see some skin," Fred said slightly smirking, he hadn't had this much feeling in his sentences all day.
Lee shook his head like he agreed. "C's I bet she's got."
George shook his head, " Naw, B's"
Lee snorted, "Yeah, B's. Right, I guess I can't blame ya. Your love has got the flattest chest I've ev-"
"Shut your bloody mouth Lee!" George said, his ears turning a wee bit pink.
"C's, trust me, I can remember that," Fred said, lying halfway off his bed, winking, or trying to anyway.
Lee just smiled, "Told ya so."
-*- Girls' dorm
"Ten inches! Are you serious, Angelina?" Katie asked astonished. "Blimey, the most I can ever deal with is Eight!"
"What are you girls talking about?" Alicia asked, just entering the dorm from a bathroom break.
"Wands... What else would we be talking abo-" Angelina said, suddenly stopping.
"Licia! Get your mind out of the gutter!" Katie yelled.
"Oh, please. If you heard what I just heard, you'd think the same thing!" Alicia defended herself. Katie just gave Alicia her famous eye roll; Alicia shot back with a glare.
"Anyway," She began, sitting upon Angie's bed. "You feeling any better?"
Angelina gave her a weak smile, "Physically, yes. Emotionally, no. I still don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't even talked to Fred since. Blimey, I'm horrible."
"No! No, you're not!" Both Alicia and Katie said trying to comfort Angelina.
"It's not your fault what happened," Alicia said.
"Well," Katie began, but stopped when Alicia punched her in the shoulder.
"No, it's not your fault," Katie tried a second time, rubbing her bruised shoulder.
"It's just, I really like Fred, I mean I should since I slept with him, but I'm not totally sure that I want to have a kid with him," Angie rambled.
"It's okay, you're not really supposed to want to have kids with anyone right now. We'll think of something. If you want, we could go ask Madam Pomfrey about witch pregnancy and such," Alicia offered.
"I don't really want anyone to know," Angie said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Oh, trust me. It won't be obvious. If anything, we can say it's for Hermione," Katie smiled.
"But, Hermione isn't even pregnant," Angelina exclaimed.
"Oh, is that so?" Katie smirked.
"What is your problem, Katie? You malfunctioned or something? You do know we have a Sex Ed. class, right? Remember the one that you and George always snog in?" Alicia exclaimed.
"We don't snog, and even if we did, Flitwick wouldn't be able to see. Since he's so short and all. Hey! Kinda like you 'Lic!" Katie giggled, jumping up fast so Alicia's fist wouldn't met her shoulder, again.
"Stop it you guys! I have enough to think about without having to think of a spell to shut y'all two up!" Angelina yelled, frustrated.
"Sorry," Alicia and Katie mumbled in unison.
"When do you think we'll know you're pregnant?" Alicia asked.
"When she's 9 months along," Katie said, earning her nothing but another glare. "Sorry, I'll stop."
"Probably by next week," Angie answered.
"Uh, Angie, you know you can't keep this a secret forever. I bet Fred and the other guys know. You can't keep anything from Dumbledore. And, oh, I hate to say this, but you have to tell you mum and dad,"
"I know I can't keep it, but just for right now? okay? Please, just for now. Until Fred and I sort everything out," Angelina begged.
Katie shook her head yes. Alicia hesitated, but then wrapped her arms around her best friend.
"I won't say anything, I promise," she said, teary eyed.
"Oh please you guys, don't get all dramatic on me now!" Katie teased.
"Shut up and get in here!" Angelina said, inviting Katie into the hug.
"Lesbians! I knew it!" George yelled, bursting into the dorm.
"Get the hell out George!" Alicia yelled pointing at the door.
Katie pushed Alicia backwards onto the bed, and ran into George's arms.
"But can I be your little lesbian?" Katie whimpered, looking up at her tall, gorgeous, red haired, incredible sexy boyfriend. George smiled and kissed her forehead.
"Your boob-less lesbian!" Alicia yelled, purposely trying to piss Katie off.
Katie just ignored her best friend, and turned her attention back to George.
"I just wanted to tell you guys that we have practice in about twenty minutes. See ya there," George said heading back out the door.
"Ah," Angelina sighed heavily. "I don't want to go."
"You don't have to, you should though," Katie shrugged.
"Yeah, we need to win the cup this year. This is our last chance and Harry is going to have a hell of a time next year getting all new teammates," Alicia commented, putting on her Quidditch robes.
Angelina rolled out of bed and wrapped her hair up into a ponytail, just like the other girls. She stopped and looked at the mirror.
"C'mon, let's go," Katie said heading to the door
"Just a second, I gotta find my broom," Alicia said.
"It's out in the equipment shack," Katie sighed, turning the doorknob. "Blondes," she muttered to herself.
"Wait, I'm missing something!" Angelina said turning quickly around in a circle looking for something.
"Oh! My lip-gloss!" Alicia called out, running over to her bed and searching madly for it.
Katie sighed in impatience and rested her head against the door. " If we ever get out of here… " she sang to herself quietly.
"I look so fat now!" She groaned.
"Angie! It's been less than 24 hours!" Katie shouted now banging her head on the door.
"Angie, you look normal, nobody can tell the difference. Now let's go before Katie gets her knickers in a knot," Alicia said. Katie just rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry Katie, don't wear knickers?" Alicia smirked.
"Obviously someone else doesn't eit-" Katie bit her lip and left the dorm, heading to the pitch.
"That was directed towards me, wasn't it?" Angelina asked, tears forming in her eyes again.
"Katie, you're a brat!" Alicia shouted from a far.
Once everyone was on the field, practice began. Neville was now the Keeper and was surprisingly pretty good. Although the captain was still uncertain, everyone listen to one another and did very well at games, often scoring over 150 points on the Quaffle alone.
"Okay, how bout a quick scrimmage?" Alicia offered.
"We need some warm-up laps," Harry stated eyeing Alicia.
"Where's Fred?" Angelina asked looking over everyone's shoulders.
"Oh he's behind the equipment shack, puking," Neville answered, as casual as ever.
A disgusted look spread all across Angelina's face.
"Well, at least all the equipment is all ready out," George laughed.
"Okay, some warm-up laps, a scrimmage, passing drills, anything else?" Katie asked.
"How bout beating practice?" George asked.
"Yeah, Beating practice. All right, Let's get started on those laps now!" Alicia said mounting her broom and racing up into the purple hazy sky. Harry was right behind her.
Everyone was racing around the stadium, that is, everyone but Fred and Angelina.
"Fred?" Angelina called, walking behind the equipment shed. "You there?" Her calls were answered by a disgusting sound.
"Egh, sorry," Fred mumbled standing up and wiping his mouth. "Oh, hi Angelina."
"Hi," Angelina blushed.
"I suppose you want to talk?" Fred asked rubbing his red hair around.
"No, I wanna shag again, of course I wanna talk!" Angelina answered sarcastically.
Fred's eyes widen, "Oh, you do? I mean, how was last night? I mean how are you?"
Angelina glared at him, "It was good, I mean I'm all right."
Fred busted out into a huge smile. "Yeah, I'm good too," he winked.
"No, seriously, we need to talk," Angelina started. "I dunno about you, but I don't remember a lot of last night. So what we did is a mystery to me."
Fred eyed her carefully, " A mystery?"
"Well, I mean I know, that, you know, we, we had sex," she said.
"Yeah," Fred said, rubbing his head looking pretty embarrassed. "Uh, don't kill me or nothing, but I don't think we used protection."
"I know, and that's why we need to be serious. I know it's hard for you to be serious, but just try, for me, and for the baby," Angelina said fast.
"Hey now. I can be serious, and who says you're gunna have a baby?" Fred asked.
"My body says! I remember getting my period the first time in my first year. I think there's a pretty good chance something might just cook up," Angelina blurted out.
"Egh, stop! I don't wanna hear this!" Fred said covering his ears.
The glare that Fred earned for saying that could have burned a hole right through his head.
"Heh, sorry…" Fred apologized.
"Anyway, I need to know right now if you're going to be here for me. I don't want to be with you if you're just going to leave me to take care of this child myself. I don't want a kid right now, believe me, but I don't think I have much of a choice. So Frederick, are you with me? Are you going to be responsible?" Angie stated. "Fred? You okay there?"
"Yeah," Fred said talking a deep breath. His right hand was leaning on the shed, while his left was holding his stomach, facing to the opposite direction of Angelina.
"Sorry, just got a little queasy there," Fred managed to say right before regurgitating.
Fred turned around after wiping his mouth with the loose rugby tee he was wearing. He looked deeply into Angelina's eyes, he looked ather with so much feeling she wanted to have wild monkey… (A/N: whoa bad Caitlin!) She wanted to just collapse in his arms and stay in the comfort of his protective body for all eternity.
"Angie, even though we were ridiculously smashed last night, I don't think that we would have just done it with anyone. I guess what I'm trying to say is that, there must have been some kind of feeling that made us do that. Some kind of feeling that told us it was okay, that told us that our friendship was more than what it was. I trust you more than anyone in this world, anyone. I can honestly say that. I mean, I asked you and Lee not to rat me out about taking Snape's bath beads, and who ratted me out? It wasn't you, and I know that's the lamest reason ever, but it's deeper than that. I can honestly say that since our first game as second years, I've had a mad crush on you. Maybe shagging wasn't exactly the smartest thing, and me leaving you wouldn't be smart either. I will be there for you. I was there day one and I will be there until my last day," Fred promised sincerely.
There was nothing Angelina could say. Here was perhaps the sweetest, seventh year boy she knew, promising his life to her. She had never heard anything so meaningful to her. And before she realized it, her arms were tightly gripped around Fred Weasley's neck. Tears fell from her eyes, happy or sad tears, she couldn't tell. Fred's arms were around her waist. You could tell he showed some kind of affection too. He looked as peaceful as ever in her arms and his flawless face showed it. They pulled apart, reluctantly and Fred kissed Angelina on the forehead.
"You mean a lot to me Angie," Fred said before turning around and puking.
A/N: Okay, that's it! All right this chapter wasn't too funny, was it? If it seemed to stop being funny when Quidditch practice began, I know. I wrote this over two days. Lack of ideas, but I wanted to write. It's still a lil funny, right? Well, let me know! Review please!