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Chapter 4- Separation Anxiety

Angelina ran into the common room, and fell onto one of the blood red couches. As she was sobbing, her makeup began to run. She was appalled at Fred, George, and Lee. She couldn't believe they had just pulled a prank on her last Yule Ball. , even when Fred had promised her. She knew the only thing she had to do now, was to break up with him. "Angie,{ a voice said from the portrait hole. "Are you all right?" The person emerged, and she found it was only Oliver.

"Oh, hi Wood." She responded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little angry-" "At Fred? I think you're not the only one." Wood added.

He moved from the portrait hole to the red couch Angelina was on. Her hair was out of its curls, and makeup smeared. She smiled slightly, but when Wood decided this was the perfect moment to show his love, Angelina was more than unhappy.

When Angelina smiled, Wood went in for a kiss. At the same moment, Fred barged in. "Oi Angie!" he yelled, but then realized she was only a few feet away. "OH! So that's what you are doing? Brielle told me all about that!"

"What in the name of Oliver's Quaffle boxers are you doing talking to that…that…that slut?!" She screeched. "Well, you're just equally as bad as she is. You were just snogging the CAPTAIN of the QUIDDITCH TEAM! I mean, C'MON WOMAN!" he yelled back.

"Well…you've been hanging around that slut…you know what Frederick." she spat. "What Angelina?" he rebutted. "WE-ARE-OVER! YOU HEAR ME?!" she had been holding something in her hand. and she chucked it at him. She then walked up t o him, and slapped him. "That is for taking my heart, and throwing it into the lake." She was still crying , and she ran up the girls stairs. Fred ran up the first two steps, and yelled, "FINE! You never loved me anyway!" The stairs melted into the slide, making him slide down slightly. Suddenly, a shoe with a heel came flying over the balcony, hitting Fred in the eye. "OW! BLOODY HELL WHAT WAS Th- wait…I don't want to know." He yelled up there, caressing his eye. Fred ran up the boys stairs, leaving Oliver behind to ponder on his next move.

The next day, Angelina woke up, and went down stairs. It was the beginning of the Christmas holidays, and many people had gone home. The only Gryffindors staying were Alicia, Lee, Oliver, Ron, Harry, Hermione(for like the first time in her life), George, and Fred. There were younger ones staying, but Angelina didn't know who they were. Down in the Great Hall, Breakfast was served, and was pretty quiet. Angelina sat down next to Alicia, who was currently talking to Lee, Oliver, Fred, and George.

"Morning guys." Angelina mumbled. "Morning Angie." everyone but Fred responded. She piled eggs, bacon, and biscuits onto her plate, and tucked in. She ate at least 5 plates of food, and was overly stuffed. All her friends just stared at her. She never ate this much because she was worried about her weight being to high making her ability to go faster on her broom smaller.

"Angelina? Are you…okay?" asked Alicia.

"I'm fine…jus fine." she replied angrily.

"Angelina, if you don't stop eating you're going to-" Fred started

"I'm going to what Frederick Ethan Weasley? You never really cared, so why should you start now?!" Angelina spat.

Fred glared at her and hissed back, "Well Angelina Elizabeth Johnson, I was concerned that if you make yourself weigh more right now, we, being the team, may not win the Quidditch House Cup."

Angelina had been holding a biscuit in her hand, but it had turned to crumbs under the pressure of her hand. She threw the crumbs down onto her plate, and stood up. She was crying by this point, and yelled, "I HATE YOU FREDRICK WEASLEY! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU!" She realized her mistake, and turned on her heel, and ran. She ran up to her dorm, and shut the door She then hopped into her bed, closed the curtains, and bawled into her pillow. She loved him so much that she hated him for what he did.

A few weeks went by, and Fred and Angelina were always as far apart as possible. Angelina only spoke to George and their other friends, and Fred only talked to Alicia and their friends. One day Alicia and George met secretly in the Library, and devised a plan.

"Okay, so what we do is make a treasure hunt." whispered Alicia.

"I was thinking more on the lines of getting Fred to just talk to her, but yeah., that'll work." George replied.

Alicia continued, "Since tomorrow is Hogsmeade Weekend, we can do all kinds of things. You know all the people in Hogsmeade so well, they'll do anything for you."

"Oh, yes, I do know lots of people." George bragged.

"Oh shut up. I will make up the clues and you give them to the people. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Thanks love. Gotta go find Angie. Toodles" Alicia whispered, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Anytime, anytime. Bye." George replied.

So…how was it? Pretty short…good, bad….probably horrible…if the next chapter isn't out its because I'm either not here, or I am working on this ficlet…its going to be good…kay?...OMG i have new neighbors...and one of the guys is really hot...mm...okay...enough...next chapter...ALMOST DONE! so sad!

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