Hey again guys, I want to thank you all for reviewing! YAY! Well anyways, here is the next chapter, and I think you'll like it a bunch… some pretty important stuff happens in the next couple of chapters, and the 'escape' will most likely happen… fourth chapter from now if all goes well. I have them planned out and everything, so yay! Well just review all right? I'll talk to you after the chapter!

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Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own most of the plot. Some ideas are J.K. Rowling's; I just branch off of them. Do not sue, thanks.

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Chapter 9- Quidditch No More

His lips were tender, trailing kisses down her neck and up again, kissing her lips softly, like his gentle spirit. He lay on top of her, staring into her eyes and kissing her every so often.

He called out her name… "Alicia."

She pulled him closer to her, feeling his soft body as it fit perfectly against her own.

"Alicia… Alicia!" He called to her.

She kissed him more deeply. She loved him… she really did…

"ALICIA!"

Her eyes shot open.

"Finally! We're going down to breakfast. It's Quidditch today. Just make sure your there." Angelina said as she and Katie looked down at her from the sides of her four-poster.

Alicia groaned and turned around, shoving her face into her fluffy pillow, closing her eyes and trying to remember where her dream left off. It had been so wonderful, so alive and so real.

"What were you dreaming about anyways?" Katie asked as Angelina left the room to head to breakfast.

Alicia looked up to Katie and rubbed her eyes with the palm of her hand so little stars erupted in them. "Nothing… I can't remember." She lied.

"Oh okay… cause you were tossing and turning." Katie said, grabbing her Quidditch robes. "Well, come down soon."

Alicia nodded and watched Katie leave. She suddenly felt guilty. She had been dreaming about George Weasley. She shouldn't have been, she thought.

'I have to stop thinking and dreaming of him…' she thought to herself. 'You guys weren't meant to be together… he isn't right for you… he isn't, is he? No. You've known each other too long.'

She yawned and stretched, crawling out of bed and slipping on her clothes. She grabbed her Quidditch robes and walked out of the room, brushing her hair as she walked down the stairs. She stopped suddenly, seeing George standing over by a couch talking to Fred, laughing along with him. She didn't really want to see him right now, especially after that dream.

She stood there for a while and waited for them to leave, but it didn't look like they were going to, and she could already feel her stomach rumbling. She began to run across the common room to the portrait and she heard George call out her name.

"Not now – can't talk - sorry!" She said quickly, running through the portrait hole and down the hallway.

George stood there open-mouthed, and then he shrugged to show his brother he didn't care, but inside, he was wondering why she didn't stop to even say hi.

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"AND THEY'RE OFF!" Lee's voice rang out, as usual through the stadium.

George looked up to see Harry, far above the crowd, looking around for the snitch. Then he looked over at his brother, who was bothered by the Slytherin's singing very loudly, 'Weasley Is Our King'. He had to admit, it was a catchy tune.

"Spinnet passes to Johnson… Amazing hit by the beater brother Fred… Griffindor gains on Slytherin hoops…" Lee yelled.

George looked over to see Alicia about to throw the quaffel when one of the Slytherin beaters shot the bludger toward her, and it skimmed the side of her broom.

"Close call for Spinnet, and she throws… SHIT!"

"Jordan!" McGonagol scolded.

"Sorry… uh, Johnson… Slytherin takes possession…" Lee continued.

George sped off toward the bludger and gave it a good hard whack toward Flint. He sped off to the other corner and met up with his brother, whacking a bludger away from behind him.

Alicia was shooting to the other end of the pitch, leaning in on her broom to gain speed. She shot off toward the goal and threw the Quaffel as it was passed to her, straight through the middle hoop. They were loosing… unless Harry didn't catch the Quaffel now-

"HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!" Lee said in a booming voice.

Cheers began to erupt around them as they landed on the ground, beaming with happiness. Harry was hit off guard by a bludger from Slytherin, and Angelina helped him up, asking if he was all right. He nodded.

Malfoy was stalking around Harry, muttering to him. Fred stood by Angelina and George walked to Harry, shaking his hand.

"Nice job, Harry…" He broke off when Malfoy sneered out, "Weasley… Couldn't miss the stink of their home, could you, Potter?"

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry snapped.

"Oh right, you don't mind because you spent the summer with them, didn't you Potter?" Then he turned to George and said, "Is your mother really that fat or was she just having a bad rash every time I saw her? Or… the rash could have been mistaken for that ugly red hair you lot have."

George turned to stare at Malfoy with anger, and Fred began to advance forward, cracking his knuckles.

"Fred! No!" Angelina said, seizing him around the arm. "He's just trying to egg you on… you know better than that."

George began to advance as well, but Harry grabbed him to hold him back with all his strength. Alicia and Katie grabbed a hold of Fred and looked around for a teacher, but Hooch was still scolding the Slytherin who had shot the beater at Harry.

"Their house stinks, doesn't it potter? Or… you could call it a house." He sneered.

"Piss off, Malfoy." Harry growled, struggling to keep George away from Malfoy.

George's insides burned. He had enough of the little rat, he wanted to pulverize him. He just wanted to feel the warm blood from Malfoy's jaw, trickle and spray down onto his hands. He wanted to kill the little leech; he had enough of all of his mouth.

"Oh right, Potter. Couldn't be much worse than the smell of your mudblood mother." Malfoy sneered, smiling wickedly.

Harry lost his grip on George and George ran up to Malfoy, with Harry close behind him. He made contact with Malfoy's jaw and then began punching every inch of him that Harry wasn't.

"NO! GEORGE! HARRY! NO! STOP!" Angelina yelled out.

"George! Stop it!" Alicia screamed.

George was about to listen to Alicia, but he couldn't. He wanted to punch every bit of the little git he could get his fists on. All of the sudden, he felt a hand grab the neck of his robes and yank him up off Malfoy, choking him and making him gag. Then he came face to face, with Umbridge.

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Harry and George followed a silent McGonagol, who told Umbridge she could take them, and they were silent as well, not daring to speak to one another. The happiness of winning the game was far past evaporated and McGonagol strode into her office, ripping off her Griffindor scarf and staring at George who tried not to make eye contact.

"Potter. Weasley. I am very surprised at your actions!" McGonagol said, her nostrils flaring and her mouth in a tight line.

"Well you see-" Harry sputtered.

"What really happened was," George began.

"He insulted George's family." Harry said.

"And Harry's mother." George stated firmly.

"But you didn't wait for a teacher to come straighten it out? You thought to take it into your own hands? I am just so-" McGonagol was cut off my a cough and she tired to ignore it. "I will be giving you a week full of detentions!"

"HEM, HEM." Umbridge coughed louder. She didn't wait to be able to speak. "Only a weeks detentions? I am afraid that I will need to take these two off of the Quidditch team, on a lifelong ban."

"I'm afraid you don't have the authority, Dorles." McGonagol said.

"Well you are sadly, mistaken… if I wasn't given the authority to give punishment to whomever I please, it would make me have as much power as well…" she gave a high-pitched laugh. "Well- dare I say is, a common teacher. An educational decree."

McGonagol's breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment and she took the slip of paper in Umbridge's outstretched hand.

"W-what?" She muttered.

Umbridge nodded, her grin widening.

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"WHAT? NO I'm SORRY I DIDN'T HEAR YOU, WHAT? WHAT!" Angelina screamed, pacing the common room.

"She said that Fred has to go off the team too…" George said quietly.

Alicia stood up. "What? He didn't do anything."

"I know… She said uh, that he would have if you guys didn't hold him back… and he is my twin so its better to be safe." George sighed and sunk lower into his chair.

"Oh my god… George, this sucks." Alicia said, sitting beside him and putting a comforting hand on his knee.

"NO DUH IT DOES!" Angelina still couldn't stop screaming.

Fred winced and walked up to her. "Calm down, Angel." He whispered to her.

"YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN? SERIOUSLY!" She yelled, pacing even quicker.

"This does suck… I got in trouble for something I couldn't do…" Fred glared at Katie, Alicia and Angelina. "I would have beat the crap out of him and actually feel a bit better about this."

Angelina sat down and put her face in her hands. "Okay…" She sighed. "No beaters, no SEEKER, and all we have is Ron. That leaves three good people on the team. Me, Katie, and Alicia." She ran a hand through her hair.

"Hey, Ron will get better…" Alicia started.

George and Fred stood up.

"Damn." Fred said, pushing his hair back, but it just fell back into his face.

George shook his head. "Quidditch was just the only thing worth being here for."

"What are we going to do?" Fred asked.

Katie shrugged and piped up, "Well, we could have always used louder voices in the crowd… we got what we wanted." She smiled.

Lee walked through the portrait hole, looking glum as ever. "Hey." He said, sitting down on an armchair. "I heard."

"GREAT." Angelina's voice rose once more. "NOW EVERYONE IS GOING TO KNOW!" She looked on the verge of tears. She stood, and stormed up the stairs.

"Well," Katie shrugged, "It doesn't feel like we won anything."

Alicia tried to smile for Katie and pat her on the back. "Nope, it doesn't."

"Angelina had the right idea," Said Fred sourly.

"Yeah. We're turning in." George said, following his brother up the stairs and into their room.

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It had been days since Fred, George, and Harry were kicked off the team, but the school was still in low spirits. Even Huffelpuff and ravenclaw thought the judgment was unfair, and were often found sulking and glaring at Slytherin. In fact, Slytherin seemed to be the only people who were happy.

Alicia was trying her hardest to cheer up George and Fred, and trying her hardest to calm Angelina down and help her not bite anyone's head off.

"Things will be okay." She said with a comforting hand on Angelina's.

"No it won't…" She muttered. She hadn't talked to Fred in days and was feeling quite guilty and angry with herself.

Fred came down and sat beside Angelina, and looked over with a bit of scared shyness, trying to catch her eye. He only looked at her quickly however, and looked back to his meal in front of him, barely eating anything, but still eating.

George wasn't hungry, and he was sitting there peeling the crust off a piece of toast, looking into the blankness of a pitcher of pumpkin juice.

"You have to eat something, George." Alicia said.

George looked over to her with a look that showed he had forgotten where he was and didn't know why she was there. "Oh, uh yeah… nice day it is, yep."

Alicia sighed and took the toast from his hands and put it down on the table. "I didn't say anything about the day." She said softly.

George smiled weakly at her. "Sorry." He said.

She rubbed his back and then stood up. "Well I'm off to classes. Don't want to be late." And she left as soon as she had come.

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Hello once again! Okay this chapter is finished; it's a bit shorter than my others but still… I hope its good! Well anyways, I know exactly what's going to happen in the next chapter, yes I do. And then the one after that I have a pretty rough idea but you know… So anyways, review and I will keep putting up chapters. No review, no chapter. Simple, but brilliant.

-Kit