DISCLAIMER I don't own any of the friggin HP stuff. JKR owns that
wonderful world I would love to steal! but that will never happen...
crap HI! This is a new story of mine...I'm sorry for deleting the other story. I wasn't happy with it, so now I decided to write a new one! This will eventually be a AJ/FW lurve, and already a GW/AS. HOPE YOU LIKE! R&R!!!! And I may have been a bit hyper writing this
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Chapter 1, A Different Kind of Love
The air whizzed past her dark face as she soared through the air on her broom. The area around her was slightly blurred and bodies were flying past her. The Quaffle rested beneath her arm, almost ready to score. An opposing chaser rushed her, but she simply and easily dodged.
Angelina Johnson, the star chaser for the Gryffindor team, approached the goalposts. She leaned her chest closer to her broom, and lifted her arm along with the Quaffle. "She shoots...SHE SCORES! 10 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR!" yelled Lee Jordan, into the magically enhanced megaphone. "Let's see how Potter does...oh wait...too late...HE HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! 150 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR WINS! This is Lee Jordan, signing off!"
Angelina and the other team players flew back to their hut, and touched down. "Way to go Angelina! Only one more game, and we win the Hogwarts Cup! ARG! NOW I HAVE TO PLAN!" Wood said in a huff. "Good job, Gelli." a familiar voice came from behind the tall, slender girl. Angelina turned around, and found it was one of her best friends. Fred Weasley.
"Gred, you were just as good. You smacked that chaser so hard it wasn't even funny. You're the best beater there is." "And what about me? Do I get any credit?" questioned George. "Yes, yes, yes, Forge. You're just as good as your brother here." replied Angelina. She winked, and pounced on the two brothers. "You guys are my best friends. You know that right? I don't know how I would be able to live if I wasn't around you two all the time." They chuckled, and pried their overjoyed friend off them. "C'mon boys, time to stuff our faces." She hooked arms with them, and started to walk back up to the castle. "Righto!" the twins chorused together.
After eating, burping, and a bit of laughter, a part of the small group was done eating. "God am I ever so stuffed." Angelina said. "Houf ca joo fe ull, el?" mumbled George. "Pardon e moi Forgio? I don't speak Eating-with-my-mouth-full." Fred cackled madly, and patted his brother on the back. "Swallow first, then talk." he said. "Ah, okay. As I was saying, How can you be full gel? I mean I am only full to about here." George motioned to his stomach, and did a cutting motion around midway. She rolled her eyes and said, "Because...because...damn...I can't think of a good comeback. Can ya help meh here, Greddy?" she questioned. "Sorry, all out of idears. Ready to head on up?" he replied. "Yep." Angelina said cheerily. "Nof" George replied. "Well, we will leave ya here to stuff your face until your belly explodes." Angelina cackled.
The two headed up to the Gryffindor Tower, and stepped up to the Fat Pink Lady. "Hello, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Johnson. Password please." She asked. "Ice Mice." Angelina replied. The Fat woman's portrait swung open, and exposed the small archway. "Ladies first." Fred said. "Thank you, kind sir." she replied. On her way in, Fred poked her in the side, where she was extremely ticklish. "GAH! FRED! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT!"
She ran into the common room, and turned around. "I couldn't help it, Angie. It was too tempting." he managed to say. She crossed her arms underneath her chest, and said, "Well, I'm heading up to my dormitory to shower. You can stay down here, and think about what you have done." She turned around, and headed towards the stairs. Fred got up, and snuck up behind her, but before he could go in for another poke, she turned around, and tickled him back. "GWAHAHA! NOW LETS SEE WHO IS REALLY TICKLISH!" she exclaimed. Fred literally screamed like a girl, and ran behind one of the plush, overstuffed, blood red chairs.
Angelina ran after him, and poked him some more. She, having very long legs that made her run very fast, caught several times with Fred, before plopping on one of the couches. Angelina was panting hard, and so was Fred. She sat up, and gave Fred some room. They looked at each other, and "glared" at one another. Although they were having a staring competition, Fred was the first to crack under the pressure. He let out a guffaw of laughter, and rolled onto the floor. Angelina too let out a laugh, and also fell on the floor.
They were rolling around on the floor, clutching their stomachs, with tears flowing down their faces in small rivulets. Eventually, Fred stopped laughing, and propped his head on his hand. He faced his best friend, who was starting to calm down as well. She turned over also, and smiled at him.
"God, remind me why I'm your best friend." she questioned. "Because you love me, and wouldn't be able to live without one of Hogwarts best pranksters." Fred replied. He grinned, and chuckled a bit more. "Yeah...I guess so." For a few more minutes, they sat in silence, examining each other, and the room.
Fred decided to break the tension, and sighed. This made Angelina jump a bit. "Hey, Gellie?" Fred asked. Angelina answered, "Yeah, Greddy?" "Um...can I ask you something?" "Sure. Anything, but trying out one of your and Forgio's concoctions." She raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously, and waited for her friend to ask. "Do...do...do you want to go out sometime? Like on the next trip to Hogsmeade...kinda like a date, but not." "I'd love to." she replied.
His eyes sparkled with some unknown magic, that made Angelina very attracted to him. She scooted closer, enough to feel his breath on her face. Angelina moved her face closer and closer to his, and then brushed her lips to his. He must have felt the same way for her because the kiss went from being a small, friendly kiss, to more of a 3rd date kiss. Their kiss was stopped abruptly by George and Alicia, tumbling in from the doorway. "And then...And then...HE FARTED! Oh! Hey! WOW!" George said, to the two lying on the floor. "What were you two doing?" Alicia questioned. "Er...Farting around as we usually do. What else do you think we were doing?" Angelina said, snorting along the way.
Fred got up, and then helped Angelina up too. "Thanks, Forgio. I need that laugh." She winked at him, and headed upstairs with her other best friend, Alicia Spinnet. After the girls were out of hearing range, George turned to his brother and said, "If I wasn't mistaken, you two were doing more than "farting around". Am I right, mate?" Fred shrugged, and punched his brother playfully on the shoulder. "You never know, George. You never know."
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HELLO MY MINIONS! IT IS I, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL KnAvE! I am sorry to all you past reviewers (mind you not flamers) who reviewed Dire Choices. I was getting a bit fed up with it, and I had minor writer's block. I have ventured off the path (a little), and started to write this new fic with the twinsies in it. I hope you liked this chapter, and I will update when I get reviews...I may even add an idea from someone hint hint wink wink...BYE!
rides away on dragon
KnAvE
P.S. READ ELDRITCH HIGH AND BLOOD OF AN ENEMY BY FOAMY THE SQUIRREL! THEY ARE REAAAAAALY GOOD! AND READ THE COINCIDENCE CHRONICLES BY HONEYMOCHACITRUS! ITS GOOD TOO! BYE waves adieu
crap HI! This is a new story of mine...I'm sorry for deleting the other story. I wasn't happy with it, so now I decided to write a new one! This will eventually be a AJ/FW lurve, and already a GW/AS. HOPE YOU LIKE! R&R!!!! And I may have been a bit hyper writing this
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Chapter 1, A Different Kind of Love
The air whizzed past her dark face as she soared through the air on her broom. The area around her was slightly blurred and bodies were flying past her. The Quaffle rested beneath her arm, almost ready to score. An opposing chaser rushed her, but she simply and easily dodged.
Angelina Johnson, the star chaser for the Gryffindor team, approached the goalposts. She leaned her chest closer to her broom, and lifted her arm along with the Quaffle. "She shoots...SHE SCORES! 10 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR!" yelled Lee Jordan, into the magically enhanced megaphone. "Let's see how Potter does...oh wait...too late...HE HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH! 150 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR WINS! This is Lee Jordan, signing off!"
Angelina and the other team players flew back to their hut, and touched down. "Way to go Angelina! Only one more game, and we win the Hogwarts Cup! ARG! NOW I HAVE TO PLAN!" Wood said in a huff. "Good job, Gelli." a familiar voice came from behind the tall, slender girl. Angelina turned around, and found it was one of her best friends. Fred Weasley.
"Gred, you were just as good. You smacked that chaser so hard it wasn't even funny. You're the best beater there is." "And what about me? Do I get any credit?" questioned George. "Yes, yes, yes, Forge. You're just as good as your brother here." replied Angelina. She winked, and pounced on the two brothers. "You guys are my best friends. You know that right? I don't know how I would be able to live if I wasn't around you two all the time." They chuckled, and pried their overjoyed friend off them. "C'mon boys, time to stuff our faces." She hooked arms with them, and started to walk back up to the castle. "Righto!" the twins chorused together.
After eating, burping, and a bit of laughter, a part of the small group was done eating. "God am I ever so stuffed." Angelina said. "Houf ca joo fe ull, el?" mumbled George. "Pardon e moi Forgio? I don't speak Eating-with-my-mouth-full." Fred cackled madly, and patted his brother on the back. "Swallow first, then talk." he said. "Ah, okay. As I was saying, How can you be full gel? I mean I am only full to about here." George motioned to his stomach, and did a cutting motion around midway. She rolled her eyes and said, "Because...because...damn...I can't think of a good comeback. Can ya help meh here, Greddy?" she questioned. "Sorry, all out of idears. Ready to head on up?" he replied. "Yep." Angelina said cheerily. "Nof" George replied. "Well, we will leave ya here to stuff your face until your belly explodes." Angelina cackled.
The two headed up to the Gryffindor Tower, and stepped up to the Fat Pink Lady. "Hello, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Johnson. Password please." She asked. "Ice Mice." Angelina replied. The Fat woman's portrait swung open, and exposed the small archway. "Ladies first." Fred said. "Thank you, kind sir." she replied. On her way in, Fred poked her in the side, where she was extremely ticklish. "GAH! FRED! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT!"
She ran into the common room, and turned around. "I couldn't help it, Angie. It was too tempting." he managed to say. She crossed her arms underneath her chest, and said, "Well, I'm heading up to my dormitory to shower. You can stay down here, and think about what you have done." She turned around, and headed towards the stairs. Fred got up, and snuck up behind her, but before he could go in for another poke, she turned around, and tickled him back. "GWAHAHA! NOW LETS SEE WHO IS REALLY TICKLISH!" she exclaimed. Fred literally screamed like a girl, and ran behind one of the plush, overstuffed, blood red chairs.
Angelina ran after him, and poked him some more. She, having very long legs that made her run very fast, caught several times with Fred, before plopping on one of the couches. Angelina was panting hard, and so was Fred. She sat up, and gave Fred some room. They looked at each other, and "glared" at one another. Although they were having a staring competition, Fred was the first to crack under the pressure. He let out a guffaw of laughter, and rolled onto the floor. Angelina too let out a laugh, and also fell on the floor.
They were rolling around on the floor, clutching their stomachs, with tears flowing down their faces in small rivulets. Eventually, Fred stopped laughing, and propped his head on his hand. He faced his best friend, who was starting to calm down as well. She turned over also, and smiled at him.
"God, remind me why I'm your best friend." she questioned. "Because you love me, and wouldn't be able to live without one of Hogwarts best pranksters." Fred replied. He grinned, and chuckled a bit more. "Yeah...I guess so." For a few more minutes, they sat in silence, examining each other, and the room.
Fred decided to break the tension, and sighed. This made Angelina jump a bit. "Hey, Gellie?" Fred asked. Angelina answered, "Yeah, Greddy?" "Um...can I ask you something?" "Sure. Anything, but trying out one of your and Forgio's concoctions." She raised an eyebrow at him suspiciously, and waited for her friend to ask. "Do...do...do you want to go out sometime? Like on the next trip to Hogsmeade...kinda like a date, but not." "I'd love to." she replied.
His eyes sparkled with some unknown magic, that made Angelina very attracted to him. She scooted closer, enough to feel his breath on her face. Angelina moved her face closer and closer to his, and then brushed her lips to his. He must have felt the same way for her because the kiss went from being a small, friendly kiss, to more of a 3rd date kiss. Their kiss was stopped abruptly by George and Alicia, tumbling in from the doorway. "And then...And then...HE FARTED! Oh! Hey! WOW!" George said, to the two lying on the floor. "What were you two doing?" Alicia questioned. "Er...Farting around as we usually do. What else do you think we were doing?" Angelina said, snorting along the way.
Fred got up, and then helped Angelina up too. "Thanks, Forgio. I need that laugh." She winked at him, and headed upstairs with her other best friend, Alicia Spinnet. After the girls were out of hearing range, George turned to his brother and said, "If I wasn't mistaken, you two were doing more than "farting around". Am I right, mate?" Fred shrugged, and punched his brother playfully on the shoulder. "You never know, George. You never know."
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HELLO MY MINIONS! IT IS I, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL KnAvE! I am sorry to all you past reviewers (mind you not flamers) who reviewed Dire Choices. I was getting a bit fed up with it, and I had minor writer's block. I have ventured off the path (a little), and started to write this new fic with the twinsies in it. I hope you liked this chapter, and I will update when I get reviews...I may even add an idea from someone hint hint wink wink...BYE!
rides away on dragon
KnAvE
P.S. READ ELDRITCH HIGH AND BLOOD OF AN ENEMY BY FOAMY THE SQUIRREL! THEY ARE REAAAAAALY GOOD! AND READ THE COINCIDENCE CHRONICLES BY HONEYMOCHACITRUS! ITS GOOD TOO! BYE waves adieu