Hey again, I hope this chapter is better than last time… I don't want to ramble on forever so I'm going to make this short. This is the last time that I will remind you that there are OotP spoilers! Um… thank you to all that reviewed, I am grateful for all of your kind words! You guys have been great!
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Chapter 2- Peeves is worse
No matter how the twins tried, they couldn't get better marks in potions. They looked at their failing marks and gave each other an encouraging smile.
"I hate that git of a teacher! What does he call himself? Potions master?" Fred fumed.
"Yah! My arse!" George complained. "I mean, we know plenty of tricky potions, but he doesn't test us on those, does he?"
"Hey you two!" Angelina had run up to them from the staircase. "How was your first lesson?" She asked, holding her transfiguration book tightly to her chest.
The twins scoffed.
"Calls himself a potions master…" Was all that George muttered.
"Well," Started Fred, "you couldn't say it was a GREAT way to start off out last year at Hogwarts, but then again, you can't ask for too much now can you? Only get out of something, the least you expect." He finished.
Angelina laughed. "Well, transfiguration went well… I think. I was able to transform my chair into a healthy chicken."
George looked up. "Oh yah, wasn't Alicia with you?"
Angelina looked as though she was going to laugh and then she answered, "Well, while she was saying the last bit of her spell, someone knocked something into her and she ended up changing her chair into half bird half well… I wasn't quite sure what the other half was. And it ended up pecking some Huffelpuff in the eyes and he had to be sent to the hospital wing. She's with McGonagol now, trying to explain herself."
Fred started laughing, but George looked nervous.
"Is she all right?" George asked.
Angelina giggled. "Oh yeah! It's the Huffelpuff who isn't in the greatest of shape!"
George smiled and his shoulders drooped down, like a giant weight had been lifted off of them.
"Well, we'll see you guys in the lunch room then!" Said Fred, in a hurry to get to his food. "I suspect you'll be waiting for Alicia?"
"I can." Said George.
Angelina stared at George for a moment with a bit of confusion.
"I want to uh… hear the story from her, is all. I mean, no one tells a story like Alicia!" George sputtered.
It was true. No one quite told a story with as much enthusiasm, as Alicia.
Just then, Fred saw this moment as an opportunity, so he grabbed hold of Angelina's arm and began to drag her down the hallway.
"All right! See you!" He yelled behind him.
Angelina blushed a deep shade of violet. "F-Fred!" She stammered, as she quickly spun herself around in his arms and kicked to her put down again, as he was half-holding her up when he was dragging her along.
"Well Ange, you don't seem to pleased to be here with me." Fred stated.
She blushed again. "That's not it at all, Fred Weasley!" She argued back, humour reaching her tone.
"Don't lie," He began, "You don't want to be here with me because you don't like me!" He pouted, ending with a smirk that he forced down.
Angelina caught the smirk and hit him lightly. "You know that's not true."
He laughed. "Prove it."
She paused. She knew how she could prove it. She leaned closer to him, breath lingering down his neck. She lifted her head and took his face in her hands, bringing his chin down slightly. She stared him in the eyes, looking for any trace of hesitation or un-willingness. She found none.
Her lips became so close to his that it was almost unbearable for him not to lean in and take her in his arms, smashing her lips on his… but he knew he couldn't. He asked her to prove it, not for him to interfere.
She hesitated. Her eyes blinked slowly, staring intently into Fred's. He could hardly take it anymore and moved even closer to her, tired of her teasing. She grabbed the ball of his tie and pulled him in even closer.
Her lips lightly glided over his, lingering for a moment, still, they stared intently into each other's eyes. She closed her eyes, as did he, and he tilted his head to one side as she slowly moved her head forward, so their lips were no longer just brushing but now enclosed tightly together. Fred opened his mouth when he felt Angelina's tongue brush against his lips.
A slight stupor ran over the both of them.
'I'm kissing Fred!' Angelina thought, as she felt his warm body brush up against her.
Fred closed his eyes tighter. 'Finally… Angelina.'
Fred lifted his hand and ran his finger along her cheek and down her neck. She shuddered as excitement went through her body like waves of electricity.
Angelina finally pulled away from Fred, and whispered, "So, did I prove it?"
Fred licked his lips. "I might need a bit more persuading." He said, moving closer to her.
Angelina brushed her lips against his again and giggled as he tried to pull her in. She only moved away slightly and starting kissing the sides of his neck.
Fred was yearning for her taste now. "Angelina, I…"
"Ah, ah, ah!" She tutted, waving a finger. "Fred Weasley you've had your proof."
She straightened up and fixed her hair back into a ponytail. She saw Fred, pulling his puppy-dog face, his big brown eyes making their best attempt to look pained.
"All right," She whispered, putting her body against his. "Maybe just one more…"
Fred moved in to kiss her and she quickly jumped away, making him topple over. "W-what? Angelina, that wasn't fair!"
She smiled down it him and gave him a little push with her foot. "Shut up, Weasley. Lee's coming."
And there was Lee, smiling at them with his black hair and dark eyes that smiled at them as well.
"HEY GUYS!" He yelled to them as they stared, quite confused on why he was raising his voice when they were standing right there. "JUST CAME BACK FROM TESTING WITH NEVILLE! HE LET ME DRINK HIS POTION! ISN'T HE A FRIEND OF THE SMART GRANGER GIRL? MUST BE GOOD STUFF FOR ME, THEN! SHE PROBOBLY HELPED HIM WITH IT, YOU THINK?"
Angelina shared looks with Fred. "I doubt she did, Lee." She said finally.
"WHAT WAS THAT? YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO SPEAK UP! ITS LOUD IN THIS HALL!" Lee shouted.
"I said, I doubt Hermione did help Neville with the potion!" Angelina said, raising her voice, but still not yelling. "Now keep it down, before Snape comes over here."
Lee heard her this time and nodded. "ALL RIGHT. YOU ACT LIKE I'M SHOUTING OR SOMETHING!" His voice boomed.
Knowing that Lee couldn't hear him, Fred leaned over and whispered into Angelina's ear. "I need you Angel."
She laughed. "It's good to feel needed." She said, giving him a wink. "And what's with the new nickname?"
The two of them laughed, as Lee looked slightly confused.
"Oh, come on, Lee!" Angelina laughed, pulling him along by the scruff of his shirt, into the great hall.
Fred's thoughts on Angelina stayed, but were quickly overwhelmed with- "FOOD!" He yelled.
"NOW THAT'S SOMETHING I HEARD!" Lee shouted.
Some students turned to look at whoever was yelling, while Fred jumped into his seat and quickly became 'The bottomless pit' rather than Fred Weasley, Griffindor Beater.
Lee shared the enthusiasm by grabbing two drumsticks of meat at once, which was no match for the pile of old chicken bones by Fred, which seemed to only get higher as the minutes rolled by.
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"Let me get this straight…" McGonagol said slowly, "You got hit in the middle of your spell and it turned into some unknown creature which immediately turned on the students of the classroom?"
Alicia looked down slightly. "Yes, Professor."
McGonagol's eyes twinkled, and her mouth did not turn into a straight line. "This is phenomenal!" She said happily, patting Alicia and making noted on a clipboard. "You STILL managed to do your spell when interrupted, and also managed to turn it into two animals at one, which is a hard feat for ANY which or wizard, no matter how powerful! Why, Alicia! It is absolutely… amazing!"
"W-what? B-but Professor, it turned on Charlie…" Alicia stammered.
McGonagol shrugged. "We have no control over our chairs… well, former chairs. Charlie is doing fine and your chair is changed back to a slightly mangled seating product. Huffelpuff can receive five extra points for their grievance." She said. "But I do say, my dear, please have more caution in the future, where your transfigured objects go… and turn them back as soon as they make a ruckus."
Alicia nodded, mouth gaping.
"And may I say something else my dear? A little advice from a woman. Keeping your mouth open like that, won't flatter any boys, I dare say." McGonagol said, still in high spirits.
Alicia closed it slowly, but quickly enough to not come off as stupid.
"Oh, and I will be seeing you later, Alicia." McGonagol said quickly, "About proper times for your training."
Alicia looked at McGonagol in confusion.
"My dear, you have yet to learn about your own self." She said smiling. "Now off to lunch, so I can finish cleaning up this classroom."
"Yes, Professor." Alicia answered quickly.
Alicia walked quickly out of the classroom, still in a shock. 'What on earth did McGonagol mean? Yet to learn about herself… how could McGonagol even know more about her than she knew?'
BANG.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! Here, let me pick up your things!" Alicia stammered. "It was my fault, I was lost in thought. I'm sorry."
She sat there with her stuff sprawled about the floor, as well as the person's whom she had hit.
"No, it was my fault. I was lost in thought as well…" Said a familiar voice. "Here… let me."
Alicia looked up. "George Weasley?"
George looked up. "Alicia Spinnet?"
"I was on my way to you guys!" Alicia said, smiling.
George smiled right back. "I was on my way to get you!"
They exchanged bundles of papers that they were holding.
"Thanks." Alicia said. "I thought that Angelina was waiting for me…"
"I told her I would." George quickly fit in. "Um, so I heard about the little mishap in class."
Alicia put her face in her hands, or at least tried as she was shoving her books in her bag at the moment. "Oh," She moaned, "poor Charlie Willicks!"
"It wasn't your fault you know… you told McGonagol that?" He asked.
She nodded. "Well, actually, I didn't need to. I was sitting there confused, while McGonagol was defending me. I even tried to un-defend myself at one point!"
"McGonagol was defending you? Against who? Yourself?" George asked, a grin spreading across his face.
Alicia slung her bag over her shoulder. "I guess… against my conscience."
George stopped and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, circling his thumb against her skin lightly. "You didn't do anything wrong, Lich. It was just a rough way to start the year."
She smiled weakly, looking down. "Thanks…" She muttered.
"Oh. If it isn't Weasel. What's he have with him? Another toy?" Flint, Slytherin captain, sneered.
George sighed beneath his breath, whispering, "Oh great…" and turned to face him and some of his cronies.
"Gonna teach more of your Slytherin's your ways Flint? Like how to strut around looking like Lockhart, and acting gay… oh wait, you are." George said quickly. He grabbed Alicia's arm and pulled her along, but Flint stopped him.
"Can't you see that we aren't finished with you yet, Weasel?" Flint spat.
George stayed calm. "Well, there was no protest to you being gay Flint, so seeing as though you were I thought I'd leave it at that."
"You think you can talk to me like that, Weasel? You, being dirt poor as you are? Your dad is HARDLY in on the ministry, and getting what to show for it? Too many kids that he can't feed and a sickly looking bunch of redheaded freak shows? Since I'm such a nice person," Flint snickered, "At Christmas, I'll donate a light for the box you all live in."
George looked down. Alicia saw a pained look in his eyes, quickly was over with hate. "Lets GO, Alicia." George said, slightly more sternly.
Alicia spun around. "You think YOU can talk like that to him?" She yelled.
Flint jumped back slightly and then a sneer broke upon his toothy face. "Oh look, the toy explodes. Like everything else he owns. It must be at breaking point." He said to the people behind him.
Alicia could feel her anger build up inside of her. "I am not his toy, and you are not to speak to either of us like that again or I'll-…"
George turned around to see what had silenced Alicia, only to see Flint pulling her into a kiss. He grabbed her butt and pulled her toward him with one quick movement and then pushed her away.
"That's right, I forgot you weren't his toy… you were mine." Flint laughed.
He pulled her into another kiss, but before he could part from her lips, George pushed him back away from her. With one, full swinging motion, Flint was on the ground holding his mouth as two of his large teeth lay beside him on the bloody ground.
George was fully in anger now, but had no means of hitting Flint while he was down. He began to pull Alicia along with him when he heard Flint get up from the ground and come charging at him from behind. He turned around quickly and landed another fist of anger into Flint's jaw. Beater reflexes.
While Flint was on the ground, a ghost came up behind George and tapped him on the shoulder. George swung around, and no one was there. Another tap. No one.
"PEEVES." George growled.
"Sorry…" Said Peeves, hopping out from his hiding place and hanging in mid air, sitting on something that seemed to be invisible. "Thought I'd joke with you, old buddy."
"It's all right Peeves." George exclaimed.
Alicia was still standing, too stunned to say much of anything.
"I need a good laugh, and I don't know where to get one." Peeves said, sulking.
"Right in front of you." George said.
Peeves looked shocked. "Not to you!" He screeched.
"No! To those things." George pointed to a Flint that lay sprawled on the ground and the three or four people who were looking worried behind him.
Peeves let out a smile that broke upon his small face and caressed his pointed nose. "Thank you!" He said with joy.
George only nodded and turned back to the sprawled Flint. "Don't- You- EVER touch her again." He growled with a voice so different from the regular happy George, you wouldn't have known it was he.
Alicia looked too stunned to move, so George simply picked her up and carried her down the hall. When they turned the corner, he put her back down and stared at her with hard concentration.
"What did that creep do to you?" He asked.
Alicia turned her head and looked away from George. 'How could she have let him see her like that?' She shrugged. She was so embarrassed.
"I'm sorry… I should have seen it coming. I should have been able to prevent it…" George stammered.
She collapsed in his arms and hugged him tightly. For a moment, he stood there shocked, and the next moment, he hugged her back tightly. His warm, reassuring arms wrapped around her.
She pulled away from him and smiled. Soon, she was laughing.
"What do you find so funny?" He asked. "I think this is serious…"
She laughed even harder.
He looked over at her with one eyebrow raised, and couldn't help but start laughing as well.
"Did you see him fall on his face? He lost some of those overgrown teeth!" Alicia laughed.
George smiled. "I'm not too proud of having to beat up that git."
Alicia hugged him tightly again and he put an arm around her shoulder.
"Your friends with Peeves?" She asked.
George nodded. "Ever since me and Fred were tricked by him in first year, we wanted to get him back. We did, in third year, and ever since then we've been well respected by him." He smiled.
"And you left them with Peeves, before finishing him off?" Alicia asked.
"I'm not that big on hurting smaller guys. In that area…" He broke off to hear terrified screams from Flint and his cronies. "Peeves is worse."
"Thanks, George." Alicia sighed.
George smiled. "Well, it's all thanks to you, really. You know… you were sort of the one to save my arse."
"Look, George. I'm sorry he had to talk about that sort of stuff. Does it bother you a lot?" She asked.
He looked down and shrugged. "There's not much you can do, when what they say is true. Only when they start mocking my family members does it get personal. I mean… I've dealt with no money, all my life. What difference does it make now?" He said.
Alicia smiled up at him. "Your really a respectable person you know. You can find the good in a lot of things."
"Hey," George smiled, "You need to give yourself more credit."
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"CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? That hag of a teacher told me that my future was dim! Boring, dull and that my life is going to be hard unless I don't change something!" Katie slammed her book on the table. "Do you believe a word, of what that hag says?"
Lee laughed as she sat down beside him.
"She's certainly got her voice back to normal." Angelina said.
Fred nodded through a mouthful of noodles and chicken.
"My voice is calming down!" Lee stated, with a voice that sounded raised, like he was tempered.
Katie looked over at him. "Why? What's wrong with him?"
"Tested out a potion for Neville." Angelina said simply. "Thought Hermione might have helped, so didn't see the harm in helping the little guy. NEVER, trust ANYTHING that Neville had medalled with."
George and Alicia arrived in the room, and they quickly sat down while George became interested in food.
"What took you?" Angelina asked.
Alicia looked over to George who was laughing with Fred, through a mouthful of spaghetti.
"Long story. Boring, really." She said. She winked at George even though he wasn't looking.
"When is next class?" Lee said in a raised voice again.
Alicia opened her mouth to ask about Lee, but Angelina interrupted.
"Don't ask." She said.
Alicia nodded. "Okay…" She said smiling.
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Hey guys! Finished another chapter! YAY! Um lets see… I'm not sure if Flint is as old as Fred, George and all of them are, so sorry if he is older, but it is my story so you know… that's the way it goes. If he is older, I guess you can tell me, and just think of it as he's been held back a grade, because everyone knows Flint isn't the brightest colour in the rainbow… hottest candle on the cake… biggest cookie in the jar… any other play-on-words there is… if you can say a couple to me in your reviews, you can win a smile! Even though you can't see it, doesn't mean you haven't won it! Um, no seriously, I'll smile and I want to know a couple more, just for curiosity purposes.
P.s. So this is cleared up, it is not the last year of Hogwarts for the twins! They are supposed to have another year; I'm almost positive of it.
-Kit