George Weasley lay in a hospital wing bed, moon light splashing across his
face. He wanted to laugh at himself for being such an idiot...
An idiot for smacking himself in the temple with a bathroom door.
And idiot for like Alicia Spinnet.
"You're an idiot," he told himself, taking another sip of water. The moon was full and bright on this particular night and George shuddered slightly. Werewolves... he had been very bored one day and decided to read ahead in the Defense Against the Dark Arts books.
But George was happy to be here for some reason. It gave him a chance to be away from everyone else... to be alone. It gave him a chance to think without Lee adding in some comment or Fred interupting with some sort of potion exploding causing them to have to evactuate the dorm room and spend the night in the common room. George grinned, though, at the thought of the few times this had happened.
Thinking ... George's grin faded alittle. Thats one way he had seen that he and Fred were different. Alicia, Katie, and Angelina often said the difference between Fred and George was that George thought before speaking, which George had to agree with... but of course, Fred was spontaniuos, and many times that was how they escaped from Filch. George smiled. He really did like his away time. Maybe he would get hurt more often... though that really hurt. George rubbed the place where the bump had occured, only to feel a slight tingling feeling. Madam Pomfrey had fixed him right up but decided to keep him in the Hospital Wing anyways... most likely because she enjoyed the company.
George let his mind wander to Alicia again. He sat smiling for a second, picturing Alicia in his mind. Alicia Spinnet... how he loved the. George giggled to himself and settled in the bed alittle more. But something was nagging him in the back of his head. Then the picture of Alicia's teary eyesflashed in front of his eyes again. It was like a growing headache and trying to get it away was impossible.
"It's because she's your friend.. not because you like her," George told himself. George knew he was kiding himself. Or was he? Was George just confused about the whole thing? Did he really like her like he thought he liked her. It was so confusing. George wondered if liking people was supposed to be this confusing. He wondered if he was supposed to like girls at all. "Fred likes Angelina," George told himself. "And Lee probably likes Katie..." George smiled. Katie was so wrapped up in that Cedric that she hardly noticed Lee at all... George would hate to be Lee... to be ignored by the person you love...
A thought suddenly popped into George's mine... what if Alicia didn't like George? It was obvious up till today she liked Diggory, that is until he made her cry... but what if she still liked him?? George knew people did stupid things in the name of love sometimes... George himself had smacked himself with a bathroom door in defense of Alicia.
What had Fred meant anyways? "And we all know Alicia's so sexy!" the words echoed in his mind. Had Fred even said that? The whole day had been very strange.
And George went on thinking like this late into the night and he didn't sleep much that night.
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George sat on the endge of his own bed in his own dorm room tying his own shoes. It was the next morning and Madam Pomfrey hadn't let him out until well after the first hour started. It was the quietest their dorm had ever been. No snoring Fred, no chattering Lee. No explosions, no scuffling feet, no sounds at all. Sunlight poured through the small stain-glass window casting a beautiful ivory glow around the room. George smiled. For some reason he felt so much older today than he did yesterday.
George slowly made his way to Muggle Studies. Shouldn't waste perfectly good time in class. And plus he was tired... quite tired. George felt different today... maybe it was the fact that Summer was ending and Fall was beginning. The leaves would soon be changing and the weather would become cold.
"Mr. Weasley, you're tardiness is excused," Professor Magness said to him when finally strolled in. She happened to be standing right near the door. George smiled brightly and nodded.
As George made his way down the rows to his own seat, he spotted Diggory eying him suspiously. Good. Diggory was aware that Alicia and george were close. 'He can think we're as close as he wants' George thought, wondering if that made any sense at all.
And then he saw Alicia. Up at the board, she was checking some sort of list. George smiled and slowly crept up behind her until he was standing only and few inches from her.
"Goodmorning," he said brightly. Alicia jumped and spun around. She huffed a breath and George could tell he had gotten her adrinaline pumping. George smiled and offered her a large hug. She gave him an odd smile but hugged him anyways.
"Goodmorning," she said, her head still in his chest. "Are you alright?" she asked when she finally escaped from him. She touched his forhead where the door had hit him. George's smile suddenly ceased to exist.
"I'm fine, why do you ask?" George said weakly. He turned away and went to their seat, but not before glancing at Diggory, who wasn't looking at them at all.
"I heard what happened," Alicia told him. George laughed.
"Funny, huh?" George put his backpack on the back of his chair and sat down.
"Thankyou."
"For what?"
"Defending me," Alicia was stil standing there with her arms crossed. Neither spoke for a few seconds and at that moment George knew that what he felt for Alicia was no mistake. He really did like her.
"You're welcome."
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Rain. George smiled as he listened to the water splattering on their dorm window. George loved rain ... 'almost as much as Alicia,' George thought to himself and smiled at his own thoughts.
"I hate rain," George heard Lee say. George snorted at the irony of Lee's words.
"Why?"
"It's annoying," Lee complained. George rolled his eyes and turned the page of his text book.
"George, what are you doing?" Fred asked suspiciously from the bathroom. A few loud footsteps and acouple seconds later, the closed curtains of George's four-poster bed had been pulled back violently. There stood Fred, tooth brush in hand, hair still wet from a shower.
"Homework?" George suggested innocently. Fred dropped his toothbrush and starred at George, mouth wide open in shock.
"No! Bad George! No biscuit!" Fred seized George's book and threw it to the ground then pointed a finger in George's face. "We do not do homework!"
"Come on, I need to get a good grade," George said, climbing off his bed and picking up his book. He examined it to make sure there were no damages and placed it carefully on the desk.
"Oh pu-leese! You just want to impress Alicia," Fred picked up his tooth brush and shook it at George. George smiled mischieviously as toothpaste flew off of Fred's toothbrush.
"So?"
"You're helpless," Fred put his tooth brush back in his mouth, despite the fact that it had been on the floor.
"I gotta go with Fred on this one, man," Lee said, lying down in his own bed. "You're helpless"
"I'm not helpless," George told Lee.
"Yes you are, you helpless fool!!" Fred was wiping his hand on the back of his hand. He looked at both of them before turning out the lamp that lit the room.
"You would do the same for Angie," George said pulling his curtains closed again and laying back with his hands behind his head. "I mean, we all know how sexy she is."
"Shut up," Fred hissed. George smiled as he heard Lee chuckling.
"Oh and Katie... she just lights my fire," Fred leered and Lee stopped laughing.
"We're all crazy," Lee said after a few moments of silence.
"Yep," Fred and George said in unison.
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It was still raining when they rolled out of bed the next morning, which happened to be a Saturday.
"Ahhrrg!" Lee anounced, kicking at nothing in particular.
"What now?!" Fred asked, pulling back his curtain.
"It's still raining!"
There was a sudden knock at the door. In response, Fred and George both exchanged glances and raced towards the bathroom door. It wasn't hard to beat Fred, especially because he was still tangled up in his bed sheets.
"Damn you!" Fred cursed from the floor.
"Haha!" George laughed at his brother before closing the bathroom door.
Both Fred and George knew that only one person could be at the door on a rainy Saturday morning, and that person was Oliver Wood.
"Go away!" George heard Fred say from the other side of the door. Apparently Oliver had infultrated the room. George locked the door and quickly turned on the shower. He had just gotten undressed when there was a loud knock at the door.
"Come out Weasley! I know you're in there!!" Oliver demanded, knocking on the door agian to which George responded with a loud bout of singing. "Don't make me come in there!!" Oliver was practically screaming now. George responded by singing even louder.
"George, come out! I need to shower too!" came Fred's panicked voice. George sighed and hurried on with his shower.
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Indeed, it certainly was raining. But thats not to say George didn't enjoy it. George loved rain. It was simple and complex, all at the same time. And there was defenitely something exciting about Quidditch in the rain.
"Aha!" George dove under Fred and ahead of him by a few feet as they raced around the Pitch. Fred made an annoyed sort of sound and sped up his own broom. They were neck in neck until Fred pulled ahead a bit and turned sharply tocut off George, but Fred had done this numerous times before. George dove again under his brother and sped off to where the rest of the team had just arrived on the field. Once he landed, he finally noticed and was surprised to see Katie Bell there under a large umbrella, for Katie wasn't on the team.
"Katie!" George splashed through puddles and ran to hug her.
"No! Go away! You're all wet," Katie quickly placed herself in her defense position. George backed away... many time before had he seen the wrath of Katie Bell and she could sure pack a powerful punch to the stomach.
"Katie's only come to watch..." said Alicia just as Oliver came outside checking over a clip board. George nodded and smiled Alicia, who made eye contact with him, but looked at the ground instead of smiling. George was about to say something when Oliver showed up.
"Alright as you all know--" Oliver began before he set eyes on Katie. George exchanged a glance with Alicia as Oliver and Katie both just starred at eachother.
"Bell..." Oliver said.
"Katie Bell," Katie corrected him, still under her umbrella.
"Oh... I thought you were Corraline Bell .. you look just like her," Oliver said. George sighed and rolled his eyes. For a fleeting second George thought maybe Oliver was alittle interested in a girl. But George knew Quidditch would always be Oliver's one true love. But Katie smiled anyways.
"Corraline is my sister," Katie said, sort of rolling her eyes a bit. George knew what she was feeling... being known as someone's little brother ... people always said he and Fred looked like on or another of their older brothers.
Oliver looked down at his clip board and shuffled through the papers. "Beauty runs in the family..." George's jaw dropped, and he looked at Alicia who was nudging Katie who was blushing so deeply George was sure Katie was related to the Weasleys somehow and had enheirated the "blushing disease" as Fred and George liked to call it...
Fred chose this moment to make a grand appearance and jump in a large puddle on the ground. Mud splattered everywhere. Angelina screamed.
"Fred!!"
"Don't hit me!" Fred recoiled. Angelina sighed loudly and George snickered. Fred was a genius.
"Lets just get on with this, shall we?" Angelina's shoe was tapping in the mud making a funny squelching noise.
"Let's," Alicia agreed.
"Alright, as I was saying... this team is nearly perfect. Gryffindor has never known a better team," Oliver wasn't looking at any of them, rather at the ground and George knew Oliver was dissappointed in his team. 'Well then don't be captain' George thought disdainfully. "All we're missing is chaser," George noticed Oliver glance at Katie. "And a seeker." George wondered where their old seeker was now since last year had been his last at Hogwarts. And then there was last year's seeker, who had quit owing to the fact that he was now a strict prefect... "We'll be having tryouts later but for now, since season hasn't started," Oliver said. Several 'tuhs' of agreement were heard, "We'll just be practicing with the team. Although... we DO need another chaser right now..." Oliver was looking very intently at Katie, and for some reason George found he didn't like it.
"Yeah, Katie! Just do it today, can't hurt can it?" Alicia asked, hugging Katie around the shoulders. Katie looked at every simling face and shrugged.
"Sure."
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An idiot for smacking himself in the temple with a bathroom door.
And idiot for like Alicia Spinnet.
"You're an idiot," he told himself, taking another sip of water. The moon was full and bright on this particular night and George shuddered slightly. Werewolves... he had been very bored one day and decided to read ahead in the Defense Against the Dark Arts books.
But George was happy to be here for some reason. It gave him a chance to be away from everyone else... to be alone. It gave him a chance to think without Lee adding in some comment or Fred interupting with some sort of potion exploding causing them to have to evactuate the dorm room and spend the night in the common room. George grinned, though, at the thought of the few times this had happened.
Thinking ... George's grin faded alittle. Thats one way he had seen that he and Fred were different. Alicia, Katie, and Angelina often said the difference between Fred and George was that George thought before speaking, which George had to agree with... but of course, Fred was spontaniuos, and many times that was how they escaped from Filch. George smiled. He really did like his away time. Maybe he would get hurt more often... though that really hurt. George rubbed the place where the bump had occured, only to feel a slight tingling feeling. Madam Pomfrey had fixed him right up but decided to keep him in the Hospital Wing anyways... most likely because she enjoyed the company.
George let his mind wander to Alicia again. He sat smiling for a second, picturing Alicia in his mind. Alicia Spinnet... how he loved the. George giggled to himself and settled in the bed alittle more. But something was nagging him in the back of his head. Then the picture of Alicia's teary eyesflashed in front of his eyes again. It was like a growing headache and trying to get it away was impossible.
"It's because she's your friend.. not because you like her," George told himself. George knew he was kiding himself. Or was he? Was George just confused about the whole thing? Did he really like her like he thought he liked her. It was so confusing. George wondered if liking people was supposed to be this confusing. He wondered if he was supposed to like girls at all. "Fred likes Angelina," George told himself. "And Lee probably likes Katie..." George smiled. Katie was so wrapped up in that Cedric that she hardly noticed Lee at all... George would hate to be Lee... to be ignored by the person you love...
A thought suddenly popped into George's mine... what if Alicia didn't like George? It was obvious up till today she liked Diggory, that is until he made her cry... but what if she still liked him?? George knew people did stupid things in the name of love sometimes... George himself had smacked himself with a bathroom door in defense of Alicia.
What had Fred meant anyways? "And we all know Alicia's so sexy!" the words echoed in his mind. Had Fred even said that? The whole day had been very strange.
And George went on thinking like this late into the night and he didn't sleep much that night.
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George sat on the endge of his own bed in his own dorm room tying his own shoes. It was the next morning and Madam Pomfrey hadn't let him out until well after the first hour started. It was the quietest their dorm had ever been. No snoring Fred, no chattering Lee. No explosions, no scuffling feet, no sounds at all. Sunlight poured through the small stain-glass window casting a beautiful ivory glow around the room. George smiled. For some reason he felt so much older today than he did yesterday.
George slowly made his way to Muggle Studies. Shouldn't waste perfectly good time in class. And plus he was tired... quite tired. George felt different today... maybe it was the fact that Summer was ending and Fall was beginning. The leaves would soon be changing and the weather would become cold.
"Mr. Weasley, you're tardiness is excused," Professor Magness said to him when finally strolled in. She happened to be standing right near the door. George smiled brightly and nodded.
As George made his way down the rows to his own seat, he spotted Diggory eying him suspiously. Good. Diggory was aware that Alicia and george were close. 'He can think we're as close as he wants' George thought, wondering if that made any sense at all.
And then he saw Alicia. Up at the board, she was checking some sort of list. George smiled and slowly crept up behind her until he was standing only and few inches from her.
"Goodmorning," he said brightly. Alicia jumped and spun around. She huffed a breath and George could tell he had gotten her adrinaline pumping. George smiled and offered her a large hug. She gave him an odd smile but hugged him anyways.
"Goodmorning," she said, her head still in his chest. "Are you alright?" she asked when she finally escaped from him. She touched his forhead where the door had hit him. George's smile suddenly ceased to exist.
"I'm fine, why do you ask?" George said weakly. He turned away and went to their seat, but not before glancing at Diggory, who wasn't looking at them at all.
"I heard what happened," Alicia told him. George laughed.
"Funny, huh?" George put his backpack on the back of his chair and sat down.
"Thankyou."
"For what?"
"Defending me," Alicia was stil standing there with her arms crossed. Neither spoke for a few seconds and at that moment George knew that what he felt for Alicia was no mistake. He really did like her.
"You're welcome."
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Rain. George smiled as he listened to the water splattering on their dorm window. George loved rain ... 'almost as much as Alicia,' George thought to himself and smiled at his own thoughts.
"I hate rain," George heard Lee say. George snorted at the irony of Lee's words.
"Why?"
"It's annoying," Lee complained. George rolled his eyes and turned the page of his text book.
"George, what are you doing?" Fred asked suspiciously from the bathroom. A few loud footsteps and acouple seconds later, the closed curtains of George's four-poster bed had been pulled back violently. There stood Fred, tooth brush in hand, hair still wet from a shower.
"Homework?" George suggested innocently. Fred dropped his toothbrush and starred at George, mouth wide open in shock.
"No! Bad George! No biscuit!" Fred seized George's book and threw it to the ground then pointed a finger in George's face. "We do not do homework!"
"Come on, I need to get a good grade," George said, climbing off his bed and picking up his book. He examined it to make sure there were no damages and placed it carefully on the desk.
"Oh pu-leese! You just want to impress Alicia," Fred picked up his tooth brush and shook it at George. George smiled mischieviously as toothpaste flew off of Fred's toothbrush.
"So?"
"You're helpless," Fred put his tooth brush back in his mouth, despite the fact that it had been on the floor.
"I gotta go with Fred on this one, man," Lee said, lying down in his own bed. "You're helpless"
"I'm not helpless," George told Lee.
"Yes you are, you helpless fool!!" Fred was wiping his hand on the back of his hand. He looked at both of them before turning out the lamp that lit the room.
"You would do the same for Angie," George said pulling his curtains closed again and laying back with his hands behind his head. "I mean, we all know how sexy she is."
"Shut up," Fred hissed. George smiled as he heard Lee chuckling.
"Oh and Katie... she just lights my fire," Fred leered and Lee stopped laughing.
"We're all crazy," Lee said after a few moments of silence.
"Yep," Fred and George said in unison.
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It was still raining when they rolled out of bed the next morning, which happened to be a Saturday.
"Ahhrrg!" Lee anounced, kicking at nothing in particular.
"What now?!" Fred asked, pulling back his curtain.
"It's still raining!"
There was a sudden knock at the door. In response, Fred and George both exchanged glances and raced towards the bathroom door. It wasn't hard to beat Fred, especially because he was still tangled up in his bed sheets.
"Damn you!" Fred cursed from the floor.
"Haha!" George laughed at his brother before closing the bathroom door.
Both Fred and George knew that only one person could be at the door on a rainy Saturday morning, and that person was Oliver Wood.
"Go away!" George heard Fred say from the other side of the door. Apparently Oliver had infultrated the room. George locked the door and quickly turned on the shower. He had just gotten undressed when there was a loud knock at the door.
"Come out Weasley! I know you're in there!!" Oliver demanded, knocking on the door agian to which George responded with a loud bout of singing. "Don't make me come in there!!" Oliver was practically screaming now. George responded by singing even louder.
"George, come out! I need to shower too!" came Fred's panicked voice. George sighed and hurried on with his shower.
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Indeed, it certainly was raining. But thats not to say George didn't enjoy it. George loved rain. It was simple and complex, all at the same time. And there was defenitely something exciting about Quidditch in the rain.
"Aha!" George dove under Fred and ahead of him by a few feet as they raced around the Pitch. Fred made an annoyed sort of sound and sped up his own broom. They were neck in neck until Fred pulled ahead a bit and turned sharply tocut off George, but Fred had done this numerous times before. George dove again under his brother and sped off to where the rest of the team had just arrived on the field. Once he landed, he finally noticed and was surprised to see Katie Bell there under a large umbrella, for Katie wasn't on the team.
"Katie!" George splashed through puddles and ran to hug her.
"No! Go away! You're all wet," Katie quickly placed herself in her defense position. George backed away... many time before had he seen the wrath of Katie Bell and she could sure pack a powerful punch to the stomach.
"Katie's only come to watch..." said Alicia just as Oliver came outside checking over a clip board. George nodded and smiled Alicia, who made eye contact with him, but looked at the ground instead of smiling. George was about to say something when Oliver showed up.
"Alright as you all know--" Oliver began before he set eyes on Katie. George exchanged a glance with Alicia as Oliver and Katie both just starred at eachother.
"Bell..." Oliver said.
"Katie Bell," Katie corrected him, still under her umbrella.
"Oh... I thought you were Corraline Bell .. you look just like her," Oliver said. George sighed and rolled his eyes. For a fleeting second George thought maybe Oliver was alittle interested in a girl. But George knew Quidditch would always be Oliver's one true love. But Katie smiled anyways.
"Corraline is my sister," Katie said, sort of rolling her eyes a bit. George knew what she was feeling... being known as someone's little brother ... people always said he and Fred looked like on or another of their older brothers.
Oliver looked down at his clip board and shuffled through the papers. "Beauty runs in the family..." George's jaw dropped, and he looked at Alicia who was nudging Katie who was blushing so deeply George was sure Katie was related to the Weasleys somehow and had enheirated the "blushing disease" as Fred and George liked to call it...
Fred chose this moment to make a grand appearance and jump in a large puddle on the ground. Mud splattered everywhere. Angelina screamed.
"Fred!!"
"Don't hit me!" Fred recoiled. Angelina sighed loudly and George snickered. Fred was a genius.
"Lets just get on with this, shall we?" Angelina's shoe was tapping in the mud making a funny squelching noise.
"Let's," Alicia agreed.
"Alright, as I was saying... this team is nearly perfect. Gryffindor has never known a better team," Oliver wasn't looking at any of them, rather at the ground and George knew Oliver was dissappointed in his team. 'Well then don't be captain' George thought disdainfully. "All we're missing is chaser," George noticed Oliver glance at Katie. "And a seeker." George wondered where their old seeker was now since last year had been his last at Hogwarts. And then there was last year's seeker, who had quit owing to the fact that he was now a strict prefect... "We'll be having tryouts later but for now, since season hasn't started," Oliver said. Several 'tuhs' of agreement were heard, "We'll just be practicing with the team. Although... we DO need another chaser right now..." Oliver was looking very intently at Katie, and for some reason George found he didn't like it.
"Yeah, Katie! Just do it today, can't hurt can it?" Alicia asked, hugging Katie around the shoulders. Katie looked at every simling face and shrugged.
"Sure."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Omgosh, this was the worst chapter I've ever writen about anything in my life. Aaaaah! It was horrible!! Maybe I'm out love right now cause all this bad stuff is happening right now and 3 people are leaving my life. 2 really good friends (one is already gone to prep school in New Jersey) and Lauren might move to Texas (what is what THAT!? Both of you!?) and Mark is leaving... Mark is my Youth Leader ... wow, I can't even tell you about Mark. There's no words to describe him. He's an amazing Christian and an amazing friend. An amazing person all together. And now he's going away to college