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Chapter Six: A Bad Thing
Everything was going great. Had been ever since they decided to do that and had worked until now- the end of the Holidays and start of studies once more. Everybody was under the charade that Angelina was still Fred's Best Friend That Is a Girl- and nothing more. And she liked it that way. She could tease him all she wanted in public, and could snog him all she wanted when they were alone. She chuckled at the thought.
She was walking through the crowded halls, scanning for Fred, who seemed to be avoiding her today. There!!! That familiar head of flaming hair had been spotted! And she could tell by now that it wasn't George's similar one, either.
Standing in front of the door of the Charms classroom, was Fred. Angelina perked up and smiled as she came up to him.
"Ello, there Weasley! Anything up?" She asked cheerfully to Fred- whose eyes were constantly growing wider. It was then that she noticed that Fred indeed was not smiling like she, but was indeed frowning and looking about suspiciously.
"Yes! There is! But-"He cringed as he was interrupted by a pretty, blonde Ravenclaw, placing her arms around his shoulders and giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Hello, Freddykins! I'm so glad we have Charms together, aren't you?! Oh... hi Angelina..." Ella Juniper smirked in her direction. Angelina froze. Completely solid. She felt like she was under the body bind curse- Petrificus Totalus.
Had that annoying, bimbo of a Ravenclaw just kissed Fred on the cheek? Was she really hanging all over Fred like that? Had she just called him- of all embarrassing pet names possible- Freddykins?!! Instantly, Angelina felt the flames building up inside her. She was about to start screaming at someone- either Fred or Ella, she didn't know who just yet...- when Fred spoke first.
He unwrapped himself from Ella's grasp, wincing at her, and faced Ang.
"Ang... You know Ella, right? Of course you do. She's in our class! Ha! She asked me out this morning- right after you reminded me about not acting like a five year old in public anymore." He hinted. Angelina felt like slapping herself. He had been referring to her reminding him that they still had to act just as friends, no matter what and yada, yada this morning...
"Oh... and... you said yes?" Angelina asked as nicely as she could put it, much to Ella's pouting concern. Fred looked at her guiltily.
"Well, yes, Ang. People would have been wondering why I would say no to such gorgeous... person, wouldn't they have been?" He explained, through gritted teeth- yet still causing Ella to smirk proudly.
As much as she wanted to collapse onto the floor, get someone to curse her for ever thinking of not going 'public'- she forced a smile and said, "Well of course... Erm, congratulations Fred... Ella..."
And with that, they thankfully filed into Charms class.
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"You didn't have to say yes to her, Fred!!!" She stormed during lunch- when they were sure they could be alone in the common room.
"You don't understand, Ang!!! There was nothing I could do! All my mates were around me, nodding yes and telling me to say yes and all that!! I had to!!" He defended. Angelina felt like whipping a piece to wizard's chess at him.
"She's a bubbly, pratty, bimbo, Fred!!!" She continued ranting with the full fury that had been building up all morning. "And you could have just done the NOBLE thing, said no, and told all of your pathetic chums- who were probably just Lee and George who would have understood- that she wasn't your type!!"
Fred winced and flailed his arms madly. "What do you want me to do?! Go back in time and say no?!?!"
"Yes!!" Angelina spat. "Or even better just bloody break up with her!"
"I can't, Ang! She already made me promise to watch the next Task with her!"
"Pf! That is the most pathetic excuse I've heard, Fred Weasley!!! Why don't you just admit it and say that you'd rather date her because she's prettier and girlier and all that jazz!! Go on!!"
Fred looked as though she had slapped him across the face with her broom.
"Don't you EVER say that again, Ang! I would never choose that... thing over you! She's pretty, but you're beautiful! She's girly- but you're the second best pranker to George and Lee I know! I would never choose her over you!!! You're my Best Friend that is a Girl and my Girlfriend, Ang!!!"
A flood of relief waved over Angelina as she felt tears sting her eyes. She was still full of anger, though.
"That doesn't change," she choked out, "the fact that you cannot date both of us at the same time!!!"
"Hey!! It wasn't my idea to keep "us" quiet, okay?! Maybe then I wouldn't have been pressured into saying yes and acting like any normal 16-year-old would have! Cause then I'd have a reason to say no!!!" He threw back. Ang felt a pang in her heart... he was right... it was practically her fault...
Angelina spun around, her dark hair flying as she pulled open the portrait of the Fat Lady, whispering before she left for Herbology, "This is what we call a 'bad thing' Fred. And it looks like you have a decision to make..."
Chapter Six: A Bad Thing
Everything was going great. Had been ever since they decided to do that and had worked until now- the end of the Holidays and start of studies once more. Everybody was under the charade that Angelina was still Fred's Best Friend That Is a Girl- and nothing more. And she liked it that way. She could tease him all she wanted in public, and could snog him all she wanted when they were alone. She chuckled at the thought.
She was walking through the crowded halls, scanning for Fred, who seemed to be avoiding her today. There!!! That familiar head of flaming hair had been spotted! And she could tell by now that it wasn't George's similar one, either.
Standing in front of the door of the Charms classroom, was Fred. Angelina perked up and smiled as she came up to him.
"Ello, there Weasley! Anything up?" She asked cheerfully to Fred- whose eyes were constantly growing wider. It was then that she noticed that Fred indeed was not smiling like she, but was indeed frowning and looking about suspiciously.
"Yes! There is! But-"He cringed as he was interrupted by a pretty, blonde Ravenclaw, placing her arms around his shoulders and giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Hello, Freddykins! I'm so glad we have Charms together, aren't you?! Oh... hi Angelina..." Ella Juniper smirked in her direction. Angelina froze. Completely solid. She felt like she was under the body bind curse- Petrificus Totalus.
Had that annoying, bimbo of a Ravenclaw just kissed Fred on the cheek? Was she really hanging all over Fred like that? Had she just called him- of all embarrassing pet names possible- Freddykins?!! Instantly, Angelina felt the flames building up inside her. She was about to start screaming at someone- either Fred or Ella, she didn't know who just yet...- when Fred spoke first.
He unwrapped himself from Ella's grasp, wincing at her, and faced Ang.
"Ang... You know Ella, right? Of course you do. She's in our class! Ha! She asked me out this morning- right after you reminded me about not acting like a five year old in public anymore." He hinted. Angelina felt like slapping herself. He had been referring to her reminding him that they still had to act just as friends, no matter what and yada, yada this morning...
"Oh... and... you said yes?" Angelina asked as nicely as she could put it, much to Ella's pouting concern. Fred looked at her guiltily.
"Well, yes, Ang. People would have been wondering why I would say no to such gorgeous... person, wouldn't they have been?" He explained, through gritted teeth- yet still causing Ella to smirk proudly.
As much as she wanted to collapse onto the floor, get someone to curse her for ever thinking of not going 'public'- she forced a smile and said, "Well of course... Erm, congratulations Fred... Ella..."
And with that, they thankfully filed into Charms class.
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"You didn't have to say yes to her, Fred!!!" She stormed during lunch- when they were sure they could be alone in the common room.
"You don't understand, Ang!!! There was nothing I could do! All my mates were around me, nodding yes and telling me to say yes and all that!! I had to!!" He defended. Angelina felt like whipping a piece to wizard's chess at him.
"She's a bubbly, pratty, bimbo, Fred!!!" She continued ranting with the full fury that had been building up all morning. "And you could have just done the NOBLE thing, said no, and told all of your pathetic chums- who were probably just Lee and George who would have understood- that she wasn't your type!!"
Fred winced and flailed his arms madly. "What do you want me to do?! Go back in time and say no?!?!"
"Yes!!" Angelina spat. "Or even better just bloody break up with her!"
"I can't, Ang! She already made me promise to watch the next Task with her!"
"Pf! That is the most pathetic excuse I've heard, Fred Weasley!!! Why don't you just admit it and say that you'd rather date her because she's prettier and girlier and all that jazz!! Go on!!"
Fred looked as though she had slapped him across the face with her broom.
"Don't you EVER say that again, Ang! I would never choose that... thing over you! She's pretty, but you're beautiful! She's girly- but you're the second best pranker to George and Lee I know! I would never choose her over you!!! You're my Best Friend that is a Girl and my Girlfriend, Ang!!!"
A flood of relief waved over Angelina as she felt tears sting her eyes. She was still full of anger, though.
"That doesn't change," she choked out, "the fact that you cannot date both of us at the same time!!!"
"Hey!! It wasn't my idea to keep "us" quiet, okay?! Maybe then I wouldn't have been pressured into saying yes and acting like any normal 16-year-old would have! Cause then I'd have a reason to say no!!!" He threw back. Ang felt a pang in her heart... he was right... it was practically her fault...
Angelina spun around, her dark hair flying as she pulled open the portrait of the Fat Lady, whispering before she left for Herbology, "This is what we call a 'bad thing' Fred. And it looks like you have a decision to make..."