Angelina------------------------- troubled and confused

Chapter 12- Gloomy

I made up my mind, to stick to my decision. I didn't want Fred to go ballastic on me. I tried to smile at him again, but I could feel my guilty conscience urging me to tell him.

I gotta keep strong. I took a deep breath.

"Shall we go then Freddy kins?" I asked him in the sweetest voice possible.

I clung on to his waist like a child.

He looked down at me suspiciously.

"Are you sure you're ok?" he asked me.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, pretending I didn't know.

I gulped. Somehow, Fred always knew if something was bothering me.

I let go of his waist, ready to face him.

"Well..............." he began, "Oh, nevermind."

"What's the use of arguing, right?" he told me, giving me his toothy grin.

He swung his arm casually around my shoulder.

"We're going to be unfashionably late Miss Johnson," he said.

"It wouldn't be a good start for an excellent student like you," he said, careful not to tease me.

Drat! I glanced at my watch. We still had 5 minutes to go. I removed Fred's arm.

I gave him a look, he began running at full speed out of the portrait hole and into the hallway.

I wore my robe quickly and followed him out the door. I could see him way ahead of me. I panted as I ran to keep up. I saw his feet disappear as he turned a corner.

I ran up and down, down and up, until I reached the Transfiguration classroom. I stopped outside the door. Fred was nowhere to be seen.

I opened the door frantically. I saw the familiar faces of my fellow Gryffyndors and some Ravenclaws, with whom we had this class with. They were frantically copying some reminders about classroom rules on the board.

Professor Mcgonagall was always so prompt.

I also saw the hard cold stare of a cat on Professor Mcgonagall's table. It was definitely an animagus. It was her. I knew from the familiar shape of her eyes. They looked just like her spectacles.

I quickly scurried to my seat as Professor Mcgonagall slowly transformed to her usual apperance.

She walked over to my table and stared at me sadly.

"Miss Johnson, may I speak to you after class?" she whispered loudly in ear.

I nodded miserably.

I became gloomy all of a sudden. But what about Fred? I thought right away. I guess I was just obsessing too much over him.

I looked for him all around as Professor Mcgonagall went back to her desk.

I saw him copying notes from the board, just like everyone. He was seated in front, beside George.

How'd he get here so quickly? Well, I guess I should expect that from him, he practically knew every secret passageway in the school.

I took out my quill and a roll of parchment from my bag. I began copying myself.


I gruntled in disgust.

There was so much to do! I layed out everything I had to do on a table in the common room.

1000 word essay on rules of animagus registry in the Ministry of Magic for Transfiguration, 3 page homework on the uses of unicorn's fur for Potions, a 1 page report on werewolves for Defense Against the Dark Arts and practice the summoning charm for Charms.

On top of it all, Professor Mcgonagall wanted to talk to me about my concentration on her subject and in my other classes. She was very concerned with me since she said I've lost my focus on my lessons.

She also told me that the first quidditch match would be early, for Professor Trelawney predicted showers althroughout January and February.

Jeez.

That old troll strikes again.

I posted a note on the bulletin board for the first practice this Saturday. It seemed so far away still.

I worked on my homework for the entire night, until I was the only one left in the dormitory.

Katie had very early retreated from her load and George left me too. Fred, I hadn't seen since Transfiguration this morning, and Alicia had extra work to do with Professor Binns.

I wondered where Fred was. I wanted to go search for him but it was prohibited to go out of the common room after 9 and it was way past nine.

Was Fred back to doing no good??? That wasn't very good news.

I went back to my practice of the Summoning Charm. It was the last thing I had to do.

"Accio pillow!" I cried pointing my wand at a cushion on the ground.

It zoomed toward me and landed at my feet.

I stomped my feet on the ground in anger.

My spell wasn't strong enough. I slapped my head repeatedly.

Someone stopped me from continuing. I looked at who was still awake.

It was Fred.

"Fred!" I yelled, "Where have you been???" I asked him angrily.

"Sorry Angel, I was just out," he told me.

"What???" I exclaimed. Why would he go out, when he knew it was forbbiden? Didn't he know how easily he could get expelled?

"Now you tell me," Fred started, "Why were you doing that to yourself?"

"I couldn't get the summoning charm right," I explained, remembering what I had to do.

It was like my mind was wiped clean when Fred came. Now what was making me feel that way?

"Try it again Angel," he calmly reassured me.

I took a deep breath. I wasn't gonna give up either.

"Accio pillow!" I cried once more.

The pillow came zooming again, but this time I caught it in my right hand.

I looked at Fred. He smiled at me proudly, "See?" he said.

I looked down at the ground, "Thanks," I muttered.

"Now, I think Miss Johnson, you need to get to bed right away. It's too late to be up at this hour," he told me, acting like a know-it-all.

I nudged him with my elbow and started to gather my things. I wouldn't go to sleep just yet, I had to take another look at those roses.

I turned sad again at the thought of those roses. My face became solemn and serious. I couldn't help that I was lying to Fred.

"Angel, you're doing it again," he said, "You're acting uncomfortable again."

He looked at me worriedly. I continued gathering my things. I didn't look at him.

I was done with my things. They were all in my arms.

"Just sleepy," I said, faking a yawn.

"Oh, alright then. Good night Angel," he said, ending the conversation.

He gave a quick kiss and ran up the stairs to his domitory. He seemed upset.

I gloomily went up the stairs to my own dormitory. I opened the door, having difficulty with all the stuff I was holding.

I dumped them on my bed, beside the flowers and another parcel wrapped in red paper.


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