A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger in the last chapter *looks down in shame*
but I tried not to take too long in getting this new chapter up! So,
hopefully you can all forgive me! Thanx for reviews =)
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The scene was chaotic. The room looked as though it had been ripped apart by a sweeping tornado and in the midst of it, Fred and George could just make out the arguing figures of Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell, all Chasers for Gryffindor.
"I can't believe we were ever best friends!" shrieked Angelina at the other two girls, waving her wand about threateningly.
"Yeah, what a mistake that was!" yelled Alicia, her voice an equally feverish pitch.
"Don't EVER expect me to talk to either of you again - we are through being mates!" Katie held up her wand, as if she were about to attack her fellow Chasers.
"Well, that's fine with me!" Angelina shouted, eyes flashing, "If I never see you both again it would be too soon. Why don't you bugger off into Slytherin - you're sure to fit in there!"
Fred and George couldn't believe what they were hearing. These girls were supposed to be the greatest of friends - they never let anyone say a bad word against one another.
Alicia and Katie gasped. "Take that back!" screamed Alicia, she raised her wand and was about to curse Angelina when George thought now would be a good time to intervene. He swooped in, holding Alicia's arm back and grabbing the wand off her. "Have you girls been at the sugar again?" he asked, raising a delicate eyebrow.
"Give it back!" Alicia shrilled, snatching for the wand furiously. George held it up way out of the fuming girl's reach. "Not until you calm down," he said, looking at Fred to back him up.
"Yes, what's cursing each other going to solve?" Fred looked from Angelina to Alicia to Katie.
"It'd make me feel better for one," said Katie, crossing her arms.
"But you're all best friends," said George desperately, "together you make the best team."
All three girls looked sullen. "Not anymore," they chorused together.
"Real friends wouldn't steal from each other," Angelina glowered at Katie.
Katie wore an equally livid expression. "Real friends wouldn't accuse others of what they haven't a clue about," she then looked at Alicia angrily, "and REAL friends wouldn't try to blame it on others."
"Real friends wouldn't stoop to lying so that they look the better person," Alicia shot straight back, she turned her attention to Angelina, "and real friends would never try to get attention by crying wolf."
All three girls glared irately at each other, they crossed their arms, pursed their lips and refused to say anything more.
By now Fred and George were completely baffled. "So, let me get this straight," Fred started tentatively, "Angelina thinks Katie has stolen something from her-"
"Yes, my gold bracelet," Angelina interrupted, "and I KNOW she took it!"
"Oh please! If I were ever going to steal anything it certainly wouldn't be that tacky thing," Katie grimaced.
"And Katie, you say you didn't take it," Fred tried again, "you think Alicia blamed you?"
"Yes she did! Right in front of me," Katie glared across at the dark-haired girl, "Probably didn't want to admit it was her so she pointed the finger at me instead."
"I didn't say anything of the sort!" said Alicia indignantly; "I only asked Angelina if she'd asked you if you knew where it was."
"I know what you were implying!" Katie shrieked crossly.
"BACK to the matter at hand, girls," George cut in quickly before mayhem broke loose again, "And so, Alicia, you think Katie is lying-"
"Yes, blatantly, so that she looks like the innocent party throughout all this," Alicia butted in, her eyes narrowed, "and I also think Angelina has made the whole thing about someone stealing her bracelet up so she can get attention as per usual."
"What do you mean as per usual?!" Angelina exploded. Fred could swear he saw tiny wisps of smoke trailing out of her ears.
"You heard me," Alicia crossed her arms, "Is the truth too hard to take in, Angelina?"
"Why, you little -" Angelina shrieked, lunging toward Alicia. Fred and George both jumped to restrain her, holding their Chaser back as she screamed murderously, "Let me at her! She deserves what's coming to her!"
"Oh, I'm so scared," Alicia rolled her eyes.
Katie sighed loudly. "You both are so immature. Why don't you just grow up?" And with that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the Common Room.
Angelina finally broke loose from Fred and George, as a fresh surge of anger coursed through her. "That's the first sensible thing Katie has said all day," she sneered at Alicia, "so why don't you take her advice and grow up? But, I won't hold my breath. It'll never happen."
Alicia let out of a cry of frustration. "Urgh, why did I ever become friends with you? It was obviously one big waste of time!"
Both girls were now stood so close their tips of their noses were almost touching, they both glared for a few more minutes, looking as though they were going to start a boxing match, before finally spinning around and stalking off in different directions.
Fred and George winced as they heard two doors slam angrily. George called after the two girls weakly, "Don't forget Quidditch practise today . . ."
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The scene was chaotic. The room looked as though it had been ripped apart by a sweeping tornado and in the midst of it, Fred and George could just make out the arguing figures of Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell, all Chasers for Gryffindor.
"I can't believe we were ever best friends!" shrieked Angelina at the other two girls, waving her wand about threateningly.
"Yeah, what a mistake that was!" yelled Alicia, her voice an equally feverish pitch.
"Don't EVER expect me to talk to either of you again - we are through being mates!" Katie held up her wand, as if she were about to attack her fellow Chasers.
"Well, that's fine with me!" Angelina shouted, eyes flashing, "If I never see you both again it would be too soon. Why don't you bugger off into Slytherin - you're sure to fit in there!"
Fred and George couldn't believe what they were hearing. These girls were supposed to be the greatest of friends - they never let anyone say a bad word against one another.
Alicia and Katie gasped. "Take that back!" screamed Alicia, she raised her wand and was about to curse Angelina when George thought now would be a good time to intervene. He swooped in, holding Alicia's arm back and grabbing the wand off her. "Have you girls been at the sugar again?" he asked, raising a delicate eyebrow.
"Give it back!" Alicia shrilled, snatching for the wand furiously. George held it up way out of the fuming girl's reach. "Not until you calm down," he said, looking at Fred to back him up.
"Yes, what's cursing each other going to solve?" Fred looked from Angelina to Alicia to Katie.
"It'd make me feel better for one," said Katie, crossing her arms.
"But you're all best friends," said George desperately, "together you make the best team."
All three girls looked sullen. "Not anymore," they chorused together.
"Real friends wouldn't steal from each other," Angelina glowered at Katie.
Katie wore an equally livid expression. "Real friends wouldn't accuse others of what they haven't a clue about," she then looked at Alicia angrily, "and REAL friends wouldn't try to blame it on others."
"Real friends wouldn't stoop to lying so that they look the better person," Alicia shot straight back, she turned her attention to Angelina, "and real friends would never try to get attention by crying wolf."
All three girls glared irately at each other, they crossed their arms, pursed their lips and refused to say anything more.
By now Fred and George were completely baffled. "So, let me get this straight," Fred started tentatively, "Angelina thinks Katie has stolen something from her-"
"Yes, my gold bracelet," Angelina interrupted, "and I KNOW she took it!"
"Oh please! If I were ever going to steal anything it certainly wouldn't be that tacky thing," Katie grimaced.
"And Katie, you say you didn't take it," Fred tried again, "you think Alicia blamed you?"
"Yes she did! Right in front of me," Katie glared across at the dark-haired girl, "Probably didn't want to admit it was her so she pointed the finger at me instead."
"I didn't say anything of the sort!" said Alicia indignantly; "I only asked Angelina if she'd asked you if you knew where it was."
"I know what you were implying!" Katie shrieked crossly.
"BACK to the matter at hand, girls," George cut in quickly before mayhem broke loose again, "And so, Alicia, you think Katie is lying-"
"Yes, blatantly, so that she looks like the innocent party throughout all this," Alicia butted in, her eyes narrowed, "and I also think Angelina has made the whole thing about someone stealing her bracelet up so she can get attention as per usual."
"What do you mean as per usual?!" Angelina exploded. Fred could swear he saw tiny wisps of smoke trailing out of her ears.
"You heard me," Alicia crossed her arms, "Is the truth too hard to take in, Angelina?"
"Why, you little -" Angelina shrieked, lunging toward Alicia. Fred and George both jumped to restrain her, holding their Chaser back as she screamed murderously, "Let me at her! She deserves what's coming to her!"
"Oh, I'm so scared," Alicia rolled her eyes.
Katie sighed loudly. "You both are so immature. Why don't you just grow up?" And with that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the Common Room.
Angelina finally broke loose from Fred and George, as a fresh surge of anger coursed through her. "That's the first sensible thing Katie has said all day," she sneered at Alicia, "so why don't you take her advice and grow up? But, I won't hold my breath. It'll never happen."
Alicia let out of a cry of frustration. "Urgh, why did I ever become friends with you? It was obviously one big waste of time!"
Both girls were now stood so close their tips of their noses were almost touching, they both glared for a few more minutes, looking as though they were going to start a boxing match, before finally spinning around and stalking off in different directions.
Fred and George winced as they heard two doors slam angrily. George called after the two girls weakly, "Don't forget Quidditch practise today . . ."
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