Heylo and welcome back. I missed you, I really did. Thanks to those who reviewed, it is much appreciated. Y'all know how I love writing these! Got lots more ideas too, so don't worry! I'll be writing and writing and writing… I'll stop saying that now.
Kissed-Bright Red- why thank you! Um… how did you know about that? Hehehe jokes, we'll actually be getting to that in the next chapter I think… enjoy, and lap it all up off your plate, girl!
Calypso- yes, I can be a true spazik. One of my many talents… not like I have any! Hehehe, well anyways, thanks for your review, I LURVED IT! Hehehe.
Charm12- thanks you, Alicia and George fics rock! Like socks! And everyone knows that socks rock. Especially the ones I'm wearing right now (black with white little skulls on 'em) cooler than cool.
Sunnysweetie- reviews from you are always a treat, because they are oh so sweet. Okay… I really have to work on my poetry.
Lauren- I love your long reviews! They always have so much good humour in them, they always make me smile! Did someone say being locked in a cupboard with George? OH! I'M SO THERE! Bacon's all right, but being force-fed it? I think Lee would like that though… we'll see if we can sneak up on him and force-feed him it together! But he might enjoy it too much…
Disclaimer- me no own, you no sue. I don't own Harry Potter. Harry Potter, I do not own. My name is not J.K. Rowling. I am not that smart. I do not own HP. HP is not mine. I'm not rich, therefore I do not own. There are so many other ways to say I don't own it, I just don't know why we bother. Wish I only had to say it once.
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Part 5- Fight Back
Alicia's POVFred stole George away… not like I cared. I didn't right? I don't, do I? I looked at Katie, Angelina and Lee, all of whom were staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
They shook their heads and looked back down at their plates, and Lee was humming a tune that sounded like his made-up song for bacon.
Whatever, I thought, standing up. I left out the door and just then, a little first year ran up to me and looked at me with wide eyes.
"You Alicia Spinnet?" He asked.
I nodded.
He shoved a finger up his nose and I had to keep myself from vomiting at the site. He licked his finger and said, "A red-headed boy named George said you are madly in love with me… so what do you want to do about it? Wanna go out?"
I almost screamed. "I'm sorry?" I asked.
"Well… George he said-…" The boy began.
"Oh that George Weasley!" I growled.
The boy looked at me in confusion.
"Sorry kid, but I don't like you. It was a plan to ruin me by the boy you call George." I said, looking around for any sign of him.
The little boy tried to talk. "But-…" He began again.
"Oh yeah," I said looking at the boy, "I wouldn't do that to your nose in public." I said, pointing out how his finger was shoved up his nose once more. "In fact, I wouldn't do it at all. Its disgusting and… well your in danger of losing that finger."
His hand shot to his side.
"There's a good lad. Go find yourself a nice lady and take her to dinner. Make sure she's your age." I said, nodding at him and walking away.
Oh that George was going to get it. He is always out to make my life harder than it has to be, pulling his stupid pranks. Well now that I'm in fairly good nature with him, I am deciding to take action. I'm not lying down anymore, George Weasley. Oh you wait, you just wait. I'm going to prank you, and I'm going to whoop you at it too.
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I woke up from a pillow in the face.
"Your late again, Alicia!" Katie yelled.
I looked up at her. "What?"
"Get out of bed!" Katie scolded like my mother.
I looked at the clock. Damn. First lesson was in twenty minutes. Twenty minutes? TWENTY MINUTES! That wasn't nearly enough time to do everything I needed to in the morning.
"I'm leaving Alicia…" Katie said.
"No, wait just one second!" I said, jumping out of bed and running to our bathroom. I turned on the shower and threw off my clothes.
"Going- Going-…" She said.
I scrubbed my body quickly with soap and washed my hair with shampoo and a bit of conditioner. I jumped out of the shower and threw on my skirt and pulled my blouse on, not doing up the buttons. I slung a tie over my shoulder and grabbed my stockings.
"I'm gone." Katie said.
I heard the door close and I sighed. A usual routine morning. Angelina's up bright and early, already gone before Katie and I even think about getting up. Katie and my alarm clock goes off and I hit the snooze button while she gets up. Half an hour later, she hits me with a pillow, tells me she's leaving, and I rush to get ready. She leaves, and I'm stuck chasing after her, trying to be on time for first class.
I ran down the staircase, pulling on my knee-high socks and slipping on my shoes. I almost run out the portrait when I realize my blouse is wide open, exposing my black bra. I sigh and stop, turning around and throwing my tie down on the couch armrest.
"Ahem." I hear someone cough.
I look up and my face goes scarlet red as I see George, sitting there on the couch, looking at me with a red face as well and ears as red as a tomato.
"I was really wondering if I should say something or not…" He trailed off.
I looked down at my open shirt and I grab the sides closing it quickly. "It would have been nice." I said.
"Yeah- well…" He shrugged.
I start doing up the buttons and feel my hair, still wet and tangled. I sigh and sit on the couch opposite of him, putting my face in my hands.
"Want help?" He asked.
"How can you help?" I asked, muffled.
I can't see him, but I can tell that he shrugged. Something he tends to do often. I hear him stand up.
"Come here." He said.
I look up and he's holding my tie in one hand and my brush in the other. I stared and he repeated himself.
"Come here." He said, just as calmly as before.
I stood up and walked over to him. He put the tie around my neck and looped it around until it was perfect. Then he took my brush and gently combed my wet hair.
"See? If you're calm, things get done easier." He said softly.
I smiled at him and for a moment I wanted to hug him. I wanted him to take me in his arms and hug me, kissing me all over. What the hell was I thinking? This was George. I did not like George.
"Yeah well, it's like that for you, not me." I snapped.
He smiled. "Well its better being me." He said in a cute and cocky way.
I smile back. Maybe all we've been doing all along is playing along with each other's bratty comments, just because it was our way of communicating. Well, I couldn't handle the calmness of this situation, so at least I have it to fall back on.
I raised my eyebrows and turned on my heel, walking away and out the portrait hole.
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Snape was prowling around the classroom as usual. I sat there as he began talking, switching in and out of listening. Who enjoyed Potions? Not me… not anyone.
"Alicia Spinnet I will see you after class." Snape said.
I looked up and Snape had already turned his back to me and onto the board. What had I done this time?
I groaned as I heard the bell ring. I saw George and Fred leave… they were in my potions class. Too bad I had to stay behind. They were talking under whispers about something apparently hilarious.
When everyone left, Snape was still turned to the board, scribbling things down and looking at bottles.
I gave a fake cough.
He turned. "Yes?"
"You wanted to see me sir?" I asked.
He glared at me with beetle black eyes. "No. Why would I want to do that? Clearly, you may need some extra assignments to keep on top of what needs to happen around here?" He asked.
I shook my head no. "No, thank you, I'm all right, Professor."
I took my leave and went through the dungeon door, closing it behind me. Straight ahead of me, kneeling by the Knight in armour was George. He was in shadows, and giving me one of those Weasley in-famous grins he wore sometimes.
"Alicia Spinnet, I will see you after class." He mimicked in a voice that sounded a lot like Snape's.
My jaw fell open. "YOU!" I screamed.
He shrugged. "What can I say? You're too easy."
I threw a frustrated yell at him and then whispered in a low and menacing voice, "Oh, you are going to get it, George Weasley!"
I was off like a bullet, chasing him down the hallway of the dungeon and up the stairs, out the door and straight into Transfiguration: our next lesson. I couldn't get him here… oh, but my master prank would be almost set. Soon enough, just soon enough.
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No one has ever pranked the Weasley twins and got away with it. They do the pranking, and if someone does one on them, they take it as a challenge. You don't want to challenge the duo, because they do something much, much worse to you.
I sat there in bed, thinking about how crazy I was to be challenging George Weasley. I mean, I really wanted to get him, and bad. But the problem was that I felt like I liked him and I didn't want to… I hate George. I do. Don't I?
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A bit of a weird ending but we're getting places. Oh yes, yes we are. We are getting where no one dared to go before. And then, we get to see what happens! Hehehe…
-Kit