A/N- Hello, everyone! Ashliegh here, and I decided to put up another chapter! I couldn't leave Fred and Angelina all sad and alone. ^_^ I hope you guys like this! And as always, please review!!
Oh, and this chapter is dedicated to quite a few people! First, to all the nice people who reviewed! Your reviews really gave me the inspiration to continue! Thanks guys! (And I do have messages to each of you at the end. ^^) Second, to Cassgrl087, who was inspired to write a one-shot because of chapter one, so by doing that I was inspired even more to write this chapter! And then also, I got inspiration for this chapter by listening to the song "Save Tonight" by Eagle Eye Cherry. I don't know how that song inspired me, but it did. ^_^
The Day You Went Away
Chapter 2
by Ashliegh
It was a quiet night, a peaceful night, a night where you would normally find friends talking and gossiping to one another. But not tonight. Angelina Johnson, Chaser on the reserve Puddlemre Quidditch team, was lying on her bed staring up at the ceiling. Alicia Spinnet, secretary of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, was sitting on her bed, doing paperwork.
The two girls, third roommate still away on vacation, were sitting in silence, Angelina too upset to talk, Alicia afraid to talk. After Angelina had told Alicia about her day at Diagon Alley, Alicia had gone into her usual speech about the break up being Fred's loss, how all guys were bastards, and how there were plenty other fish in the sea, and any guy would be lucky as hell to date her. Angelina thought it was very nice of her friend to say nice things about her, but then Alicia went in to the whole 'You really should hook up with Oliver' speech.
Everytime Angelina had attempted to go out on a date with a guy, and when the date failed, Alicia used to always say the same thing,
"I knew he looked a bit shady," she'd say with a shrug of her shoulders, "Angelina, you and Oliver make a cuter couple, anyway. Honestly, he's so fond of you, can't you tell?"
And Angelina would always respond the same, "He's only fond of me as a quidditch player, Alicia. In the name of Merlin, you've known him as long as I have, you know were just like brother and sister,"
And which ever way Alicia decided to take conversation, it really didn't matter. Angelina always tolerated this conversation, it never really bothered her, it always cheered her up a bit. But after the day she had, she couldn't take it. She never really liked it when people compared Fred to Oliver.
Back in school, Angelina was one of the girls who worshipped the ground Oliver walked on, and everyone knew that. But once she started dating Fred in their 4th year, her hero worship started to fade, and a friendship grew. Sure no one believed her, and they often compared Fred to Oliver. Why she was the center of everyone's gossip was beyond her, but she learned to get used to it.
Anyway, back to the setting, after Alicia had started to go on about Oliver, Angelina just told her to drop the subject. Sure she had said it a little harsh, but Alicia expected that. She tried to put herself in Angelina's place, and she thought Angelina was taking the situation very well. She had only cried once, and hadn't even done anything stupid.
"Say, Angelina, do you want to go to Hogsmead tomorrow?" Alicia asked, trying to lighten up the atmosphere.
"You have to work tomorrow, Alicia," Angelina replied matter-of-factly.
"Well, yes, but I could take off," she shrugged.
"That's okay, Alicia," Angelina chuckled, "I don't need any pity, love. Thanks though,"
"Oy, it's not pity, Angie! That's just what friends are for,"
Angelina smiled and Alicia and went back to her staring session with her wall, feeling a little better.
The next day Angelina decided to do some cleaning since Alicia was at work. The quidditch season had ended and the Puddlemere reserve team had gotten the month off, but the next month it was back to practicing.
She was in the middle of dusting a bookshelf, when she was bored she liked doing stuff the muggle way, when she heard the door bell ring. She walked to the door and opened it. Standing there, was none other then Fred Weasley himself. Angelina just stared up at him, wide eyed, with a look of surprise on her face.
"Um, hi, Angelina," he said timidly, smiling at her.
"Fred! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed, blushing quite a bit. For she was standing there, hair in a messy bun, a white T-shirt, a pair of green sweatpants, and dirt covered her from head to toe.
"Oh, well, I," he stuttered, "I just thought I'd stop by and say hello,"
"But," she started, "how did you know where I live?"
"I owled Oliver Wood last night, I knew he'd know where I could find you," he said.
"Oh, er, did you want something?" she asked, gripping on the door knob.
"Well, I wanted to talk to you actually,"
"Oh!" she said realizing how rude she was being, standing in the middle of a doorway, did her mother teach her nothing? "I'm sorry, Fred! Where are my manners? Please, come on in,"
Angelina led Fred inside her flat, guiding him to the kitchen, "I'm really sorry, the place is a mess,"
"It's not a problem," he laughed, "My place looks worse then this,"
"Have a seat," she said, chuckling, indicating the table, "Do you want something to drink?"
"Sure," he replied sitting down.
"Is tea okay?" she asked, pulling her wand from her pocket.
"Yeah, that's fine,"
Angelina conjured up a boiling pot of water and set the tea tray with a plate of crumpets. She poured two cups of tea and placed a cup infront of Fred, and the tray on the table. Before sitting down, she closed the curtains on the window in the kitchen, the children next store were outside playing around and they were being very noisy.
"Sorry again for the house, and I look terrible, cleaning the muggle way is tougher then it looks," she said, also sitting down.
"Really, I don't mind, you like fine," he said looking at her, Angelina blushed and pushed a strand of hair out of her face,
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about, Fred?" Angelina asked.
"Well, after you left yesterday, I felt kind of guilty about something I said," Fred said looking her in the eye.
"Something you said?" she asked slightly confused.
"Yeah," he sighed, "You see, when I told you about Lisa and I you seemed kind of upset,"
"Fred, I wasn't upset," Angelina interrupted him, lying to him and herself, "I'm happy for you, honestly! I-"
"Angelina," he interrupted her this time, "back at Hogwarts no one knew you better then I did, face it," she just closed her mouth and blushed some more, "and I know you were upset. I used to always be able to tell your emotions just by looking at you. I'm not exactly sure why you were upset, but that's why I felt bad, so I think I should tell you the truth,"
"The truth? About what?"
"About Lisa and me," he started. Angelina shifted in her seat, starting to feel uncomfortable, "The truth is Angelina, I'm not dating Lisa,"
"You're-you're not?" she stuttered, what was he saying?
"No," he fidgeted, fumbling with his fingers, "Lisa and I broke up about a month ago and when I saw you I couldn't bring myself to tell you that I wasn't dating anyone. That's just the typical male in me I suppose, but I don't know, when you asked me if I was dating anyone, I wanted to say 'no' but what I said just kind of popped out,"
There was a tense silent after he finished his sentence. He wanted her to forgive him for lying to her, yet he wasn't sure if she would. Angelina head was humming with thoughts. He was single. He really wasn't dating some pretty girl. Was there a chance for her? Would he take her back? What should she do now? She was starting to feel light headed.
"Listen, Angelina, if you want me to leave, I can see myself out," he started.
"No!" she exclaimed, finally looking up, she searched for the right words to say, sighed and said, "So, your not dating Lisa Turpin?"
"No," he replied, ears turning red.
"Your not dating anyone?"
"No," he said suddenly becoming interested in his tea cup.
Angelina searched once again for something, anything, to say. Not being able to think of anything she stood up and walked over to Fred. Silently, she looked at him. Fred slowly looked up into her eyes, a look of uncertainty in his own. Angelina's expressionless face slowly turned into a soft smile.
"Come here," she whispered, opening her arms, indicating a hug. Fred beamed at her and gladly wrapped his arms around her waist. In turn, she hugged her arms around his neck, a few tears dripping from her eyes.
"I'm so sorry I lied to you, Angel," he muttered into her hair. Angel. He had called her Angel. She had wanted to hear him say that for a long time. Fred lifted his head and softly took Angelina's chin with his finger tips. She looked at him with teary eyes, somehow they both knew these were tears of joy. Hesitantly, Fred brought his lips to hers, he wasn't exactly sure if this was the right thing to do at the time, but he took the chance. After all, he had just lied to her after not having any contact with her in years. But he just thought this was right.
Angelina kissed him back, feeling more lightheaded then she did a few moments ago. She clung on to Fred's shoulders in fear of her knees giving out from the ecstasy she was feeling. Angelina opened her mouth to deepen the kiss, and Fred excepted with relief. He knew that she wasn't going to haul off and slap him for moving to fast, like she had done so many times at Hogwarts.
They both pulled away, Fred wiping a smudge of dirt off his nose, Angelina blushing worse then she had in a while.
"Sorry about that," she laughed, pushing a strand of hair out of her face again.
"Angelina, I'm sorry for what I did," he replied, "I know I've asked for your forgiveness one too many times, but I've never done anything as stupid as loosing contact with you. So if you have any more pity left for a poor, pathetic Weasley, I'd really appreciate it if we could start over again."
"You know I'm full of pity, Fred," she smiled, "but I have to say sorry too. Ever since we lost contact with each other, I was too much of a wimp to owl you. So I deserve as much pity as you do. I'm sorry, Fred."
"So, uh, you want to do something this weekend?"
"Of course," she beamed, "You know, we are being way to serious,"
"It is a serious matter,"
"True," Angelina shrugged, "But it's kind of scaring me,"
"Here, here," Fred said, "do you remember that promise we made in our 3rd year? When everyone started dating, we promised that if we did start dating other people that we'd still be friends, and we wouldn't let it get to our heads?"
"Yeah, I remember," she chuckled, "who would have thought we'd be dating each other, eh?"
"I thought about it," he shrugged.
"Yeah, so did, I," she shrugged as well.
They both stood there, Fred looking at the table, and Angelina looking at the cabinets. All of a sudden Fred pinched her sides, tickling her.
"Fred! Stop!" Angelina giggled, she rarely giggled, Fred was usually the only one to make her do so. She took of down the hall, heading to her bedroom.
"Come back, Angelina, dear!" Fred said in a sing song voice. Angelina ran in her room, about to slam the door closed but Fred caught the knob. Angelina, still giggling like a 3rd year, attempted to run to the other side of the room, but Fred caught her around the waist.
"Fred! Stop!" she laughed.
"I'm not even tickling you any more!" he laughed, picking her up around the waist and carrying her to her bed. Angelina still giggled uncontrollably as Fred tossed her on her bed. He climbed on top of her, pinning her down.
"Merlin, it's been so long since I've heard you laugh. Wait, your giggling. You never giggle," he said suspiciously.
"It's your fault!" she said, still giggling, slapping his chest. He just smiled at her. Then she said, "Okay, that's enough now, I need to stop,"
"You don't have to," he said seriously. She raised her eyebrow at him.
"I thought we weren't being serious anymore," it was her turn to sound suspicious.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot," he said, then he tickled her once more, and said playfully, "Well, you don't have to stop giggling!"
And, indeed, she giggled more. This went on for a few more minutes, until Fred let his guard down, and Angelina managed to pin him down. They were less serious then they were earlier, all things forgotten. They were just happy that they had each other now. That was one thing about Fred and Angelina, they always used the motto "Forgive and Forget."
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A/N- Wow, rather fluffy, eh? Sometimes when I get this fluffy I question myself. ^_~ I hope you guys liked this! And don't forget to review! And I might add another chapter...but I'm unsure what to make it about. If anyone has any suggestions please leave it in a review!
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And here's the messages to the people who reviewed! If I forgot anyone, I'm terribly sorry!
Lady Jayde Une: I know Fred and Angelina being together is the law! ^_^ And I hope you liked this! Since you say your a sucker for happy endings, I certainly hope I didn't let you down!
Tonibelle: I'm glad you liked it! Thanks for noticing the difference as well! I kinda tried to add a little more angst and sadness to it, so you recognizing it meant a lot! ^_^
Angelina and Fred: Aw, thanks for the compliment! I hope you like this chapter! I'm not to good with sequels, but this is the best I can do for now! ^_^
Oriencor: Thanks for the compliment! And I know...Angelina really got beaten emotionally in that chapter, eh? But I gave her emotions a good dose of medicine! Er, that sounded a little weird. Anyway, I hope you liked this! ^_^
CrazyGirl23: I know it's sad when their not together. :( But now they are! I hope you liked this! ^_^
Yoshi-fan2003: Hi there! I suppose it really wasn't "The End," eh? ^_~ I hope you liked this! I love your F/A parts in your fics, so I do hope this was ok! ^_^
faye: They're together now! ^_^ I hope you liked this!
bookworym: Well, this is what happens! ^_^ Thanks for the review!
Oh, and this chapter is dedicated to quite a few people! First, to all the nice people who reviewed! Your reviews really gave me the inspiration to continue! Thanks guys! (And I do have messages to each of you at the end. ^^) Second, to Cassgrl087, who was inspired to write a one-shot because of chapter one, so by doing that I was inspired even more to write this chapter! And then also, I got inspiration for this chapter by listening to the song "Save Tonight" by Eagle Eye Cherry. I don't know how that song inspired me, but it did. ^_^
The Day You Went Away
Chapter 2
by Ashliegh
It was a quiet night, a peaceful night, a night where you would normally find friends talking and gossiping to one another. But not tonight. Angelina Johnson, Chaser on the reserve Puddlemre Quidditch team, was lying on her bed staring up at the ceiling. Alicia Spinnet, secretary of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, was sitting on her bed, doing paperwork.
The two girls, third roommate still away on vacation, were sitting in silence, Angelina too upset to talk, Alicia afraid to talk. After Angelina had told Alicia about her day at Diagon Alley, Alicia had gone into her usual speech about the break up being Fred's loss, how all guys were bastards, and how there were plenty other fish in the sea, and any guy would be lucky as hell to date her. Angelina thought it was very nice of her friend to say nice things about her, but then Alicia went in to the whole 'You really should hook up with Oliver' speech.
Everytime Angelina had attempted to go out on a date with a guy, and when the date failed, Alicia used to always say the same thing,
"I knew he looked a bit shady," she'd say with a shrug of her shoulders, "Angelina, you and Oliver make a cuter couple, anyway. Honestly, he's so fond of you, can't you tell?"
And Angelina would always respond the same, "He's only fond of me as a quidditch player, Alicia. In the name of Merlin, you've known him as long as I have, you know were just like brother and sister,"
And which ever way Alicia decided to take conversation, it really didn't matter. Angelina always tolerated this conversation, it never really bothered her, it always cheered her up a bit. But after the day she had, she couldn't take it. She never really liked it when people compared Fred to Oliver.
Back in school, Angelina was one of the girls who worshipped the ground Oliver walked on, and everyone knew that. But once she started dating Fred in their 4th year, her hero worship started to fade, and a friendship grew. Sure no one believed her, and they often compared Fred to Oliver. Why she was the center of everyone's gossip was beyond her, but she learned to get used to it.
Anyway, back to the setting, after Alicia had started to go on about Oliver, Angelina just told her to drop the subject. Sure she had said it a little harsh, but Alicia expected that. She tried to put herself in Angelina's place, and she thought Angelina was taking the situation very well. She had only cried once, and hadn't even done anything stupid.
"Say, Angelina, do you want to go to Hogsmead tomorrow?" Alicia asked, trying to lighten up the atmosphere.
"You have to work tomorrow, Alicia," Angelina replied matter-of-factly.
"Well, yes, but I could take off," she shrugged.
"That's okay, Alicia," Angelina chuckled, "I don't need any pity, love. Thanks though,"
"Oy, it's not pity, Angie! That's just what friends are for,"
Angelina smiled and Alicia and went back to her staring session with her wall, feeling a little better.
The next day Angelina decided to do some cleaning since Alicia was at work. The quidditch season had ended and the Puddlemere reserve team had gotten the month off, but the next month it was back to practicing.
She was in the middle of dusting a bookshelf, when she was bored she liked doing stuff the muggle way, when she heard the door bell ring. She walked to the door and opened it. Standing there, was none other then Fred Weasley himself. Angelina just stared up at him, wide eyed, with a look of surprise on her face.
"Um, hi, Angelina," he said timidly, smiling at her.
"Fred! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed, blushing quite a bit. For she was standing there, hair in a messy bun, a white T-shirt, a pair of green sweatpants, and dirt covered her from head to toe.
"Oh, well, I," he stuttered, "I just thought I'd stop by and say hello,"
"But," she started, "how did you know where I live?"
"I owled Oliver Wood last night, I knew he'd know where I could find you," he said.
"Oh, er, did you want something?" she asked, gripping on the door knob.
"Well, I wanted to talk to you actually,"
"Oh!" she said realizing how rude she was being, standing in the middle of a doorway, did her mother teach her nothing? "I'm sorry, Fred! Where are my manners? Please, come on in,"
Angelina led Fred inside her flat, guiding him to the kitchen, "I'm really sorry, the place is a mess,"
"It's not a problem," he laughed, "My place looks worse then this,"
"Have a seat," she said, chuckling, indicating the table, "Do you want something to drink?"
"Sure," he replied sitting down.
"Is tea okay?" she asked, pulling her wand from her pocket.
"Yeah, that's fine,"
Angelina conjured up a boiling pot of water and set the tea tray with a plate of crumpets. She poured two cups of tea and placed a cup infront of Fred, and the tray on the table. Before sitting down, she closed the curtains on the window in the kitchen, the children next store were outside playing around and they were being very noisy.
"Sorry again for the house, and I look terrible, cleaning the muggle way is tougher then it looks," she said, also sitting down.
"Really, I don't mind, you like fine," he said looking at her, Angelina blushed and pushed a strand of hair out of her face,
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about, Fred?" Angelina asked.
"Well, after you left yesterday, I felt kind of guilty about something I said," Fred said looking her in the eye.
"Something you said?" she asked slightly confused.
"Yeah," he sighed, "You see, when I told you about Lisa and I you seemed kind of upset,"
"Fred, I wasn't upset," Angelina interrupted him, lying to him and herself, "I'm happy for you, honestly! I-"
"Angelina," he interrupted her this time, "back at Hogwarts no one knew you better then I did, face it," she just closed her mouth and blushed some more, "and I know you were upset. I used to always be able to tell your emotions just by looking at you. I'm not exactly sure why you were upset, but that's why I felt bad, so I think I should tell you the truth,"
"The truth? About what?"
"About Lisa and me," he started. Angelina shifted in her seat, starting to feel uncomfortable, "The truth is Angelina, I'm not dating Lisa,"
"You're-you're not?" she stuttered, what was he saying?
"No," he fidgeted, fumbling with his fingers, "Lisa and I broke up about a month ago and when I saw you I couldn't bring myself to tell you that I wasn't dating anyone. That's just the typical male in me I suppose, but I don't know, when you asked me if I was dating anyone, I wanted to say 'no' but what I said just kind of popped out,"
There was a tense silent after he finished his sentence. He wanted her to forgive him for lying to her, yet he wasn't sure if she would. Angelina head was humming with thoughts. He was single. He really wasn't dating some pretty girl. Was there a chance for her? Would he take her back? What should she do now? She was starting to feel light headed.
"Listen, Angelina, if you want me to leave, I can see myself out," he started.
"No!" she exclaimed, finally looking up, she searched for the right words to say, sighed and said, "So, your not dating Lisa Turpin?"
"No," he replied, ears turning red.
"Your not dating anyone?"
"No," he said suddenly becoming interested in his tea cup.
Angelina searched once again for something, anything, to say. Not being able to think of anything she stood up and walked over to Fred. Silently, she looked at him. Fred slowly looked up into her eyes, a look of uncertainty in his own. Angelina's expressionless face slowly turned into a soft smile.
"Come here," she whispered, opening her arms, indicating a hug. Fred beamed at her and gladly wrapped his arms around her waist. In turn, she hugged her arms around his neck, a few tears dripping from her eyes.
"I'm so sorry I lied to you, Angel," he muttered into her hair. Angel. He had called her Angel. She had wanted to hear him say that for a long time. Fred lifted his head and softly took Angelina's chin with his finger tips. She looked at him with teary eyes, somehow they both knew these were tears of joy. Hesitantly, Fred brought his lips to hers, he wasn't exactly sure if this was the right thing to do at the time, but he took the chance. After all, he had just lied to her after not having any contact with her in years. But he just thought this was right.
Angelina kissed him back, feeling more lightheaded then she did a few moments ago. She clung on to Fred's shoulders in fear of her knees giving out from the ecstasy she was feeling. Angelina opened her mouth to deepen the kiss, and Fred excepted with relief. He knew that she wasn't going to haul off and slap him for moving to fast, like she had done so many times at Hogwarts.
They both pulled away, Fred wiping a smudge of dirt off his nose, Angelina blushing worse then she had in a while.
"Sorry about that," she laughed, pushing a strand of hair out of her face again.
"Angelina, I'm sorry for what I did," he replied, "I know I've asked for your forgiveness one too many times, but I've never done anything as stupid as loosing contact with you. So if you have any more pity left for a poor, pathetic Weasley, I'd really appreciate it if we could start over again."
"You know I'm full of pity, Fred," she smiled, "but I have to say sorry too. Ever since we lost contact with each other, I was too much of a wimp to owl you. So I deserve as much pity as you do. I'm sorry, Fred."
"So, uh, you want to do something this weekend?"
"Of course," she beamed, "You know, we are being way to serious,"
"It is a serious matter,"
"True," Angelina shrugged, "But it's kind of scaring me,"
"Here, here," Fred said, "do you remember that promise we made in our 3rd year? When everyone started dating, we promised that if we did start dating other people that we'd still be friends, and we wouldn't let it get to our heads?"
"Yeah, I remember," she chuckled, "who would have thought we'd be dating each other, eh?"
"I thought about it," he shrugged.
"Yeah, so did, I," she shrugged as well.
They both stood there, Fred looking at the table, and Angelina looking at the cabinets. All of a sudden Fred pinched her sides, tickling her.
"Fred! Stop!" Angelina giggled, she rarely giggled, Fred was usually the only one to make her do so. She took of down the hall, heading to her bedroom.
"Come back, Angelina, dear!" Fred said in a sing song voice. Angelina ran in her room, about to slam the door closed but Fred caught the knob. Angelina, still giggling like a 3rd year, attempted to run to the other side of the room, but Fred caught her around the waist.
"Fred! Stop!" she laughed.
"I'm not even tickling you any more!" he laughed, picking her up around the waist and carrying her to her bed. Angelina still giggled uncontrollably as Fred tossed her on her bed. He climbed on top of her, pinning her down.
"Merlin, it's been so long since I've heard you laugh. Wait, your giggling. You never giggle," he said suspiciously.
"It's your fault!" she said, still giggling, slapping his chest. He just smiled at her. Then she said, "Okay, that's enough now, I need to stop,"
"You don't have to," he said seriously. She raised her eyebrow at him.
"I thought we weren't being serious anymore," it was her turn to sound suspicious.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot," he said, then he tickled her once more, and said playfully, "Well, you don't have to stop giggling!"
And, indeed, she giggled more. This went on for a few more minutes, until Fred let his guard down, and Angelina managed to pin him down. They were less serious then they were earlier, all things forgotten. They were just happy that they had each other now. That was one thing about Fred and Angelina, they always used the motto "Forgive and Forget."
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A/N- Wow, rather fluffy, eh? Sometimes when I get this fluffy I question myself. ^_~ I hope you guys liked this! And don't forget to review! And I might add another chapter...but I'm unsure what to make it about. If anyone has any suggestions please leave it in a review!
*`*`Ashliegh`*`*
And here's the messages to the people who reviewed! If I forgot anyone, I'm terribly sorry!
Lady Jayde Une: I know Fred and Angelina being together is the law! ^_^ And I hope you liked this! Since you say your a sucker for happy endings, I certainly hope I didn't let you down!
Tonibelle: I'm glad you liked it! Thanks for noticing the difference as well! I kinda tried to add a little more angst and sadness to it, so you recognizing it meant a lot! ^_^
Angelina and Fred: Aw, thanks for the compliment! I hope you like this chapter! I'm not to good with sequels, but this is the best I can do for now! ^_^
Oriencor: Thanks for the compliment! And I know...Angelina really got beaten emotionally in that chapter, eh? But I gave her emotions a good dose of medicine! Er, that sounded a little weird. Anyway, I hope you liked this! ^_^
CrazyGirl23: I know it's sad when their not together. :( But now they are! I hope you liked this! ^_^
Yoshi-fan2003: Hi there! I suppose it really wasn't "The End," eh? ^_~ I hope you liked this! I love your F/A parts in your fics, so I do hope this was ok! ^_^
faye: They're together now! ^_^ I hope you liked this!
bookworym: Well, this is what happens! ^_^ Thanks for the review!