Seriously, I Love You
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Chapter 2: Bed buddies
Angelina slowly opened her eyes, and was greeted by the Gryffindor Qudditch team, all standing over her, looking concerned. She had a pounding headache, but that thought left her mind when she felt a warm body lying next to her. She turned over to see Fred lying in the same bed as her.
"What the hell?" Angelina thought aloud.
"Ang, it's ok, they ran out of beds, so they just put you two in the only empty one. A first year potions class had an accident, and the whole class is in here with animal body parts." Katie said with a little grin. Angelina looked at the other beds around the infirmary, and sure enough, they were filled with half dog half human students.
"What happened?" Angelina asked sitting up. But before Katie could answer, the nurse Madam Pomfrey came in.
"Lie back down ms. Johnson." Madam Pomfrey said, forcing Angelina onto her back. "I think you all should leave and let them rest." She said to the team, while pointing at the door.
When no one moved she screamed, "OUT!"
"Five more minutes, please!" They all shouted.
When Madam Pomfrey shook her head, Katie turned to Angelina. "I'll come by tomorrow after classes, we can talk then." Katie said giving Angelina a little hug. After everyone left Angelina turned toward Fred. He had sling on his arm, and cuts on his face. But he still looked really peaceful, sleeping without a care in the world. Then, Fred slowly opened his eyes, and seeing Angelina, a big smile spread across his face.
"Hey," Fred said weakly. "How are you? Not hurt too bad I hope." This comment made Angelina suddenly realized that she couldn't move her leg. She looked down, and saw that it was bandaged up.
"I'm fine. Just a hurt leg, and a sore head." She said. Fred reached up and touched a scratch above Angelina's left eyebrow.
"I can see why, you've got a pretty bad cut here."
"Really?" Angelina said cluelessly. She took a mirror off of the nightstand next to her, and looked at her face.
"Oh my god! I look like Harry (lightning scar)!"
"No you don't." Fred said laughing.
"Yes I do! Not to mention, my hairs a mess, and I have dirt on my face! I look terrible." She said, putting the mirror facedown on the nightstand.
"No you don't! You look beautiful. You always look beautiful." Fred said, smiling as Angelina blushed.
Just as things were starting to get good, Madam Pomfrey came and said, "Well, glad to see that you are both up.", without looking remotely happy. "I suppose that you are both wondering why we haven't fixed your injuries with magic." This thought had not crossed either of their minds, but they just nodded in unison.
"Well, both of you have multiple broken bones. They are far too many broken to be healed with magic. If we did, then the bones might heal incorrectly. So-"
"But what about the cuts?" Fred interrupted.
Madam Pomfrey shot him a deadly glare, then said, "I suppose we could mend those with magic." Angelina sighed in relief, she didn't want this huge gash on her head forever. The nurse took out her wand and tapped Angelina's forehead. Immediately the pain in her head was gone. Madam Pomfrey did the same to the scratches on Fred's face, then said, "Now if you two will follow me to your private room-"
"Our what?" They said in amazement.
"Your private room. I do wish that you two would pay attention. Dumbledore and I both agree that you too need as much rest and quiet as possible. And that is a little hard to accomplish with the zoo we have." The nurse said, pointing to the unfortunate first years. Angelina and Fred followed Madam Pomfrey to a door marked PRIVATE, at the end of the infirmary. When they opened it, Fred and Angelina's mouths fell open.
Behind the door was a huge room that looked like their common room, with a big red couch, coffee table, fireplace, and a bookcase. If you followed that rooms white carpet, then sooner or later it would change to hard wood. That is were the kitchen began. They had there own refrigerator, filled with food; a stove; a microwave; and cabinets filled with dishes. Then, there were two doors leading God knows were.
"You have your own kitchen so that you don't have to worry about going down to the Great Hall." The nurse said in an irritated voice.
"Were do those doors lead?" Angelina asked.
"The one on your left is Fred's room, and the other is yours. Your stuff has already been brought up." But Fred and Angelina didn't hear this last sentence. They were already running to their rooms.
Angelina found a queen-size four poster bed, with purple covers, in the middle of her room. She also had a huge closet, a fireplace, a vanity, and a balcony. Angelina was so excited, she ran to her doorway and poked her head out of it. Fred's very happy face and eager eyes meet her there. They both gave each other a look, as if sending a silent message to the other. After a few seconds, they both ran out of their own rooms, and into the others.
Angelina noticed that Fred's room was almost exactly like hers, minus the vanity and purple sheets. He had a stereo in place of the vanity and red sheet. Angelina ran back out into the kitchen. Fred did the same, and almost knocked her over.
"Whoa, sorry!" Fred said, grabbing Angelina's shoulder so she wouldn't fall. "Where's Madam Pomfrey?"
"I think she already left."
"Good, she had some serious PMS."
"Do you even know what PMS stands for?"
"Ya, Pissy Mood Swings." Fred said, dodging a hit from Angelina.
"Who told you that?"
"Lee."
"Well, believe me, he has no idea what he is talking about. Do you get all of your information on girls from Lee??"
"Ya, he has had a lot of hands-on experiences with Lavender, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, well, you'll get to experience PMS for yourself in about a week."
"Lucky me." Fred said sarcastically, making a face. Like most boys, Fred doesn't like to talk about 'girl things'.
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A/N: Yeah! I finished the second chapter. Now all you have to do is push that little button that says review, and write nice stuff about my story.
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Chapter 2: Bed buddies
Angelina slowly opened her eyes, and was greeted by the Gryffindor Qudditch team, all standing over her, looking concerned. She had a pounding headache, but that thought left her mind when she felt a warm body lying next to her. She turned over to see Fred lying in the same bed as her.
"What the hell?" Angelina thought aloud.
"Ang, it's ok, they ran out of beds, so they just put you two in the only empty one. A first year potions class had an accident, and the whole class is in here with animal body parts." Katie said with a little grin. Angelina looked at the other beds around the infirmary, and sure enough, they were filled with half dog half human students.
"What happened?" Angelina asked sitting up. But before Katie could answer, the nurse Madam Pomfrey came in.
"Lie back down ms. Johnson." Madam Pomfrey said, forcing Angelina onto her back. "I think you all should leave and let them rest." She said to the team, while pointing at the door.
When no one moved she screamed, "OUT!"
"Five more minutes, please!" They all shouted.
When Madam Pomfrey shook her head, Katie turned to Angelina. "I'll come by tomorrow after classes, we can talk then." Katie said giving Angelina a little hug. After everyone left Angelina turned toward Fred. He had sling on his arm, and cuts on his face. But he still looked really peaceful, sleeping without a care in the world. Then, Fred slowly opened his eyes, and seeing Angelina, a big smile spread across his face.
"Hey," Fred said weakly. "How are you? Not hurt too bad I hope." This comment made Angelina suddenly realized that she couldn't move her leg. She looked down, and saw that it was bandaged up.
"I'm fine. Just a hurt leg, and a sore head." She said. Fred reached up and touched a scratch above Angelina's left eyebrow.
"I can see why, you've got a pretty bad cut here."
"Really?" Angelina said cluelessly. She took a mirror off of the nightstand next to her, and looked at her face.
"Oh my god! I look like Harry (lightning scar)!"
"No you don't." Fred said laughing.
"Yes I do! Not to mention, my hairs a mess, and I have dirt on my face! I look terrible." She said, putting the mirror facedown on the nightstand.
"No you don't! You look beautiful. You always look beautiful." Fred said, smiling as Angelina blushed.
Just as things were starting to get good, Madam Pomfrey came and said, "Well, glad to see that you are both up.", without looking remotely happy. "I suppose that you are both wondering why we haven't fixed your injuries with magic." This thought had not crossed either of their minds, but they just nodded in unison.
"Well, both of you have multiple broken bones. They are far too many broken to be healed with magic. If we did, then the bones might heal incorrectly. So-"
"But what about the cuts?" Fred interrupted.
Madam Pomfrey shot him a deadly glare, then said, "I suppose we could mend those with magic." Angelina sighed in relief, she didn't want this huge gash on her head forever. The nurse took out her wand and tapped Angelina's forehead. Immediately the pain in her head was gone. Madam Pomfrey did the same to the scratches on Fred's face, then said, "Now if you two will follow me to your private room-"
"Our what?" They said in amazement.
"Your private room. I do wish that you two would pay attention. Dumbledore and I both agree that you too need as much rest and quiet as possible. And that is a little hard to accomplish with the zoo we have." The nurse said, pointing to the unfortunate first years. Angelina and Fred followed Madam Pomfrey to a door marked PRIVATE, at the end of the infirmary. When they opened it, Fred and Angelina's mouths fell open.
Behind the door was a huge room that looked like their common room, with a big red couch, coffee table, fireplace, and a bookcase. If you followed that rooms white carpet, then sooner or later it would change to hard wood. That is were the kitchen began. They had there own refrigerator, filled with food; a stove; a microwave; and cabinets filled with dishes. Then, there were two doors leading God knows were.
"You have your own kitchen so that you don't have to worry about going down to the Great Hall." The nurse said in an irritated voice.
"Were do those doors lead?" Angelina asked.
"The one on your left is Fred's room, and the other is yours. Your stuff has already been brought up." But Fred and Angelina didn't hear this last sentence. They were already running to their rooms.
Angelina found a queen-size four poster bed, with purple covers, in the middle of her room. She also had a huge closet, a fireplace, a vanity, and a balcony. Angelina was so excited, she ran to her doorway and poked her head out of it. Fred's very happy face and eager eyes meet her there. They both gave each other a look, as if sending a silent message to the other. After a few seconds, they both ran out of their own rooms, and into the others.
Angelina noticed that Fred's room was almost exactly like hers, minus the vanity and purple sheets. He had a stereo in place of the vanity and red sheet. Angelina ran back out into the kitchen. Fred did the same, and almost knocked her over.
"Whoa, sorry!" Fred said, grabbing Angelina's shoulder so she wouldn't fall. "Where's Madam Pomfrey?"
"I think she already left."
"Good, she had some serious PMS."
"Do you even know what PMS stands for?"
"Ya, Pissy Mood Swings." Fred said, dodging a hit from Angelina.
"Who told you that?"
"Lee."
"Well, believe me, he has no idea what he is talking about. Do you get all of your information on girls from Lee??"
"Ya, he has had a lot of hands-on experiences with Lavender, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, well, you'll get to experience PMS for yourself in about a week."
"Lucky me." Fred said sarcastically, making a face. Like most boys, Fred doesn't like to talk about 'girl things'.
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A/N: Yeah! I finished the second chapter. Now all you have to do is push that little button that says review, and write nice stuff about my story.
