The next morning when Fred awoke he realized that he was still on the
rooftop. Angelina was still next to him. He stood up and looked down at the
grounds to see if classes had started but the only thing he saw was his
brother.
" Hey, George!" he yelled, looking around. George looked up and smiled.
" Fred? What are you doing up there?" he said. Fred glared and decided to be sarcastic.
" I'm feeling suicidal. I'm going to jump. I feel asleep up here with Angelina." George yelled and within five minutes he was on the rooftop. (Mainly because he flew). He looked over at Angelina and smiled.
" I knew you liked her. You told me you didn't!" George laughed. Fred blushed violently.
" Yea, I do. It's hard not to. She pretty, smart, nice, funny. Hey, Like me except the pretty part." He laughed.
" Don't forget the smart part." George mumbled. Fred punched his arm, but then tripped slightly. " Yea, definitely the smart part."
" Fred?" said a voice. Angelina was awake.
" Hey, you're awake.." Fred said, running over to her.
" Yea, I heard you yelling at George and you two talking but I didn't understand anything. Why didn't you wake me?" she said, getting to feet and straightening her robes. Fred looked over at George, who got the message and jumped back on his broom.
" See you later love birds." He laughed, and flew down to the Quidditch field.
" Now," said Fred, making a mental note to hurt George. " I didn't wake you, because I thought you needed to sleep. You're already beautiful, so beauty sleep is not required. But I thought seeing your beautiful eyes was worth the wait so you could sleep." He smiled at her. She blushed and leaned forward, preparing to kiss him, but Fred chickened out and moved backwards.
" Fred? What's wrong?" she said, moving closer to him.
" Nothing. I just....." Angelina looked at him. Her eyes sparkled.
" You just?" Angelina nodded. " You just don't like me. Is that it?" She looked at him, hands on her hips. She shook her head and walked away, mumbling about inconsiderate people.
" No! I do like....you...." he ended in a whisper. " I'm just a chicken." He told himself, kicking a statue. He suddenly realized that he had let probably the only girl that would ever like walk away. He ran after her, toward the Gryffindor Tower. Then saw a terrible sight. Angelina was in the arms of Marcus Flint. She was just about to kiss him, when Peeves intercepted and carried Angelina up to the Astronomy tower. George had come running up the stairs when he heard a scream and saw Angelina.
" George, Give me your broom!" Fred yelled. George threw his broom at Fred and he mounted it flying after Peeves. When he reached the window, Peeves had dropped Angelina out of it. Fred yelled and dove out of the window after her. When they were at least 3 inches from he ground Angelina was safe in Fred's arms. Fred stared at Angelina then leaned forward and kissed her. She leaned into the kiss. When they separated, Fred was blushing the color of his hair.
" Hey, George!" he yelled, looking around. George looked up and smiled.
" Fred? What are you doing up there?" he said. Fred glared and decided to be sarcastic.
" I'm feeling suicidal. I'm going to jump. I feel asleep up here with Angelina." George yelled and within five minutes he was on the rooftop. (Mainly because he flew). He looked over at Angelina and smiled.
" I knew you liked her. You told me you didn't!" George laughed. Fred blushed violently.
" Yea, I do. It's hard not to. She pretty, smart, nice, funny. Hey, Like me except the pretty part." He laughed.
" Don't forget the smart part." George mumbled. Fred punched his arm, but then tripped slightly. " Yea, definitely the smart part."
" Fred?" said a voice. Angelina was awake.
" Hey, you're awake.." Fred said, running over to her.
" Yea, I heard you yelling at George and you two talking but I didn't understand anything. Why didn't you wake me?" she said, getting to feet and straightening her robes. Fred looked over at George, who got the message and jumped back on his broom.
" See you later love birds." He laughed, and flew down to the Quidditch field.
" Now," said Fred, making a mental note to hurt George. " I didn't wake you, because I thought you needed to sleep. You're already beautiful, so beauty sleep is not required. But I thought seeing your beautiful eyes was worth the wait so you could sleep." He smiled at her. She blushed and leaned forward, preparing to kiss him, but Fred chickened out and moved backwards.
" Fred? What's wrong?" she said, moving closer to him.
" Nothing. I just....." Angelina looked at him. Her eyes sparkled.
" You just?" Angelina nodded. " You just don't like me. Is that it?" She looked at him, hands on her hips. She shook her head and walked away, mumbling about inconsiderate people.
" No! I do like....you...." he ended in a whisper. " I'm just a chicken." He told himself, kicking a statue. He suddenly realized that he had let probably the only girl that would ever like walk away. He ran after her, toward the Gryffindor Tower. Then saw a terrible sight. Angelina was in the arms of Marcus Flint. She was just about to kiss him, when Peeves intercepted and carried Angelina up to the Astronomy tower. George had come running up the stairs when he heard a scream and saw Angelina.
" George, Give me your broom!" Fred yelled. George threw his broom at Fred and he mounted it flying after Peeves. When he reached the window, Peeves had dropped Angelina out of it. Fred yelled and dove out of the window after her. When they were at least 3 inches from he ground Angelina was safe in Fred's arms. Fred stared at Angelina then leaned forward and kissed her. She leaned into the kiss. When they separated, Fred was blushing the color of his hair.