Disclaimer: It all belongs to Rowling. I'm just a bored fifteen-year-old
girl who has nothing else better to do.
Some reviewers were wondering why they hate each other. Don't worry. here's your chapter. kind of. Also, I just realized something. According to OotP, Katie is a year under Alicia and Angelina. Too bad. this is my story!
The train ride wasn't as bad as I though it would be. Sure, George and me shot random insults to each other and I only threw one thing a him. I was proud of my self.
"So Lich, how was your summer?" Lee asked after the trolley cart passed and we were all loaded up with sweets. "Hope it was better than mine." He had just finished telling us how his older sister was now engaged to a French man whom she'd met through the ministry who spoke hardly and English.
"Pretty good," I nodded. "I played for a muggle soccer league. It was lots of fun. My team was awful though." I love soccer. Well, not as much as Quidditch, but I can't exactly break out my Nimbus and toss a Quaffle around in the back yard. I live in a muggle neighborhood. I think the neighbors would be a little intimidated.
"Only cause you were on the team," I heard a certain red haired boy mutter.
"I heard that," I said, shooting daggers at George.
"You were supposed to," he replied, returning a matching glare.
"Oh honestly you two, give it a rest," Fred shook his head. "Could you at least-"
"Shut up Fred!" he was interrupted by his twin and I.
"I'll let you know George," I continued. "That I was the best player on the team."
"Right," he rolled his eyes. "Just like you're the best player on the Quidditch team." It was then that I threw a pack of Bertie Botts Beans of Every Flavor at him, hitting him square in the face. Chaser's aim. Apparently the package wasn't closed all the way because as they soared to him at the other side of the compartment, they flew into the air, making a huge mess.
"You see that!" he said, holding his eye. "Abuse! That's complete abuse!"
"Yeah, PROVOKED abuse!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air. God, he made me so mad! "I'm the victim here! I just wasted a galleon on you!" We both crossed out arms over our chests and sunk lower into our seats with a 'Humph'
Neither of us said another word as the train kept rolling. The others were going to kill us if there was another outbreak like that. Not that I wouldn't have minded if they killed George. naw. If anyone was going to kill him, it was going to be me. I'd make sure of it. I let out a sigh of relief as we pulled into the Hogsmeade station. I pushed out of the compartment, pulling Katie and Angelina with me. I pulled them into the first carriage I could find.
"Ahhhhhh!" I screamed as soon as the horseless carriage started moving. "I hate him so much! I told you he was out to ruin my life!"
"Alicia," Katie said, giving me that listen-to-me-now-or-I'm-gonna-throw- you-out-of-this-carriage look. "Listen. It's our last year at Hogwarts. Don't you think you and George should just quit the fighting so we can enjoy it?"
"Yeah, Katie's right," Angelina nodded. "It's been going on for like four years now and we're all getting tired of it." Great, so now my best friends were ganging up on me?
"You guys," I wined. "It's not that easy. You're not the one he hates. You're not the one who wakes up in the morning knowing George Weasley was out to ruin your life. You saw it on the train. He started it!"
"Yeah, but that was this time," Katie frowned. "You start it half the time. The other half it's him. You two have to meet in the middle somewhere and work things out." I sighed and they saw that I obviously didn't want to do anything that meant coming into contact with George.
"Please." Angelina said like a little kid. "For me and Katie. Lee and Fred too."
"I dunno guys," I replied as I felt the carriage slow down. "I mean, it IS George Weasley."
The carriage came to a stop and Katie opened the door. "Just think about it, okay Lich?" I nodded as the three of us hopped out and walked into the huge Great Hall. What was I getting myself into?
The feast turned out fine. We received a few new Gryffindors, and cheered when the Sorting Hat yelled out their results. That hat scares me sometimes. What kind of hat has a face? After the feast was over, we all left the Great Hall and walked up to Gryffindor Tower. We found out the new password from a sixth year prefect.
"Mimbulus Mimbeltonia," Katie said clearly to the portrait of the Fat Lady. The door opened up and the six of us walked in side. Students were already starting games of chess and claiming their spots by the fire. Who needs a fire in September anyway? Katie, Angelina, and I made our way up to the girls' dormitories, the boys going up to theirs.
"So," Angelina said, plopping down on her bed. "When are you gonna do it?"
"Do what?" I asked, hoping they'd forgotten the subject from the carriage.
"Don't play dumb Lich," Katie frowned. "You know exactly what Angie's talking about. When are you going to talk to George?"
I sighed. "Why do I have to talk to him? Can't he come talk to me?"
Angelina just rolled her eyes. "Come on Licia. Do you honestly think that George Weasley is going to come apologize about anything in the world?"
"Whoa, wait a minute!" I said, standing up from my seat on my bed. "Who said anything about apologizing? I agreed to talk to him to cease World War III, nothing about apologizing! I wouldn't apologize to him if my life depended on it!"
"Look, Alicia, just do it." Katie said, obviously getting annoyed. "For us. You don't have to mean it." She gave me a look that told me how important this was to her and Angelina. I couldn't say no to them now. They were my best friends.
"Fine," I said, finally giving in. They both smiled. Angelina got up and pushed me over to the door. "What are you doing?" I couldn't help but laugh.
"You're going to apologize to George," she said, as it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Now?" I replied, wide eyed. Yeah, I agreed to do it, but right away?"
"Yes now!" she said, giving me a final push out the door. As I tried not to fall down stairs, I heard the unmistakable 'click' as the door locked. "You can't come back in until you've done it!" she yelled.
"You two owe me big time you know?" I called back over my shoulder as I descended the stairs. George and I haven't always hated each other. In fact, believe it or not, we were inseparable. Then at the end of our third year, Katie, Angelina, and me started hanging out more and he began to start hating me for some reason. So, I did the only thing I could think of; I began to hate him too. And I still do now.
I found George sitting on the floor, playing chess with Lee. 'All right Lich, it's now or never,' I thought to myself. I pick never! That works for me! But I can't do that. Not to Katie and Angelina. I took a deep breath and sighed as I made my way over to the pair.
"Move Jordan," I said to Lee and lightly kicked his leg.
"Excuse me?" he replied, looking very confused.
"You heard me Lee," I smiled. "I said move. I need to speak to George." He looked at me, then George, then back to me, and George once more before giving a shrug, standing up, and walking over to an empty chair to watch Ginny and Ron play a game of exploding snap. I sat on the ground where Lee had been and crossed my arms.
"I'm honored that you've chosen to grace me with your annoying presence," George said, giving me a nasty look. "But I was kind of in the middle of a game."
"Look, I don't want to be here any more than you want me to be here. Plus, you were losing anyway." I replied, looking down at the chessboard.
"Well what is it that you need Your Royal Pushiness?" he asked. "If you've come to throw more crap at me, this is Lee's board. Don't break it."
"Would you just shut up and let me talk," I said, not wanting to be there more and more every second. "Let's start with the obvious. I hate you, you hate me."
"You interrupted me game to tell me something I've known for years?" he said, looking annoyed.
I sighed. "Stop being such a weasel and listen to me!"
"Alicia!" he interrupted me yet again. "I know exactly what you're going to say. Fred and Lee told me the exact same thing not even ten minutes ago."
"And.?" I said, waiting to see what else he had to say.
"And what? I told them I'm not apologizing to you because I didn't do anything. It's all you."
"ME?" I questioned. "I didn't do anything! I'm not apologizing to you for something you did!"
"I didn't do anything. You're the one who always starts stuff."
"Look, this isn't getting us anywhere. We have to come to a settlement on something."
"Fine," he said, looking me in the eyes. "You tell Angie and Katie that you apologized, I'll tell Lee and Fred I did. That way they won't bug us any more and we can just ignore the hell out of each other whenever possible. When they're around, we can pretend to tolerate each other. Work for you?"
"Perfect," I replied, standing up. I was just about at the top of the stairs when I heard George laughing. "What are you laughing at freak?" I asked, turning around.
"You know Lich, that's the first time you've agreed with something I've said in years," he said.
"Don't remind me," I replied. I couldn't help but smile as I opened the door and walked in.
*** Well there you go. Chapter 2! How was it? I think that one turned out better than the first one! Now.
Jinger- My first reviewer for this story! Thanks! Yeah, that would have been a shocking beginning, but you'll see what happens!
FellowshipFantic- I hope chapter 2 cleared up your question a bit. I know it didn't 100%, but I wrote it like that. just wait! Thanks for the review!
Jagged Epiphany- You're welcome! I'm glad you like my idea! Thank you for reviewing!
Some reviewers were wondering why they hate each other. Don't worry. here's your chapter. kind of. Also, I just realized something. According to OotP, Katie is a year under Alicia and Angelina. Too bad. this is my story!
The train ride wasn't as bad as I though it would be. Sure, George and me shot random insults to each other and I only threw one thing a him. I was proud of my self.
"So Lich, how was your summer?" Lee asked after the trolley cart passed and we were all loaded up with sweets. "Hope it was better than mine." He had just finished telling us how his older sister was now engaged to a French man whom she'd met through the ministry who spoke hardly and English.
"Pretty good," I nodded. "I played for a muggle soccer league. It was lots of fun. My team was awful though." I love soccer. Well, not as much as Quidditch, but I can't exactly break out my Nimbus and toss a Quaffle around in the back yard. I live in a muggle neighborhood. I think the neighbors would be a little intimidated.
"Only cause you were on the team," I heard a certain red haired boy mutter.
"I heard that," I said, shooting daggers at George.
"You were supposed to," he replied, returning a matching glare.
"Oh honestly you two, give it a rest," Fred shook his head. "Could you at least-"
"Shut up Fred!" he was interrupted by his twin and I.
"I'll let you know George," I continued. "That I was the best player on the team."
"Right," he rolled his eyes. "Just like you're the best player on the Quidditch team." It was then that I threw a pack of Bertie Botts Beans of Every Flavor at him, hitting him square in the face. Chaser's aim. Apparently the package wasn't closed all the way because as they soared to him at the other side of the compartment, they flew into the air, making a huge mess.
"You see that!" he said, holding his eye. "Abuse! That's complete abuse!"
"Yeah, PROVOKED abuse!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air. God, he made me so mad! "I'm the victim here! I just wasted a galleon on you!" We both crossed out arms over our chests and sunk lower into our seats with a 'Humph'
Neither of us said another word as the train kept rolling. The others were going to kill us if there was another outbreak like that. Not that I wouldn't have minded if they killed George. naw. If anyone was going to kill him, it was going to be me. I'd make sure of it. I let out a sigh of relief as we pulled into the Hogsmeade station. I pushed out of the compartment, pulling Katie and Angelina with me. I pulled them into the first carriage I could find.
"Ahhhhhh!" I screamed as soon as the horseless carriage started moving. "I hate him so much! I told you he was out to ruin my life!"
"Alicia," Katie said, giving me that listen-to-me-now-or-I'm-gonna-throw- you-out-of-this-carriage look. "Listen. It's our last year at Hogwarts. Don't you think you and George should just quit the fighting so we can enjoy it?"
"Yeah, Katie's right," Angelina nodded. "It's been going on for like four years now and we're all getting tired of it." Great, so now my best friends were ganging up on me?
"You guys," I wined. "It's not that easy. You're not the one he hates. You're not the one who wakes up in the morning knowing George Weasley was out to ruin your life. You saw it on the train. He started it!"
"Yeah, but that was this time," Katie frowned. "You start it half the time. The other half it's him. You two have to meet in the middle somewhere and work things out." I sighed and they saw that I obviously didn't want to do anything that meant coming into contact with George.
"Please." Angelina said like a little kid. "For me and Katie. Lee and Fred too."
"I dunno guys," I replied as I felt the carriage slow down. "I mean, it IS George Weasley."
The carriage came to a stop and Katie opened the door. "Just think about it, okay Lich?" I nodded as the three of us hopped out and walked into the huge Great Hall. What was I getting myself into?
The feast turned out fine. We received a few new Gryffindors, and cheered when the Sorting Hat yelled out their results. That hat scares me sometimes. What kind of hat has a face? After the feast was over, we all left the Great Hall and walked up to Gryffindor Tower. We found out the new password from a sixth year prefect.
"Mimbulus Mimbeltonia," Katie said clearly to the portrait of the Fat Lady. The door opened up and the six of us walked in side. Students were already starting games of chess and claiming their spots by the fire. Who needs a fire in September anyway? Katie, Angelina, and I made our way up to the girls' dormitories, the boys going up to theirs.
"So," Angelina said, plopping down on her bed. "When are you gonna do it?"
"Do what?" I asked, hoping they'd forgotten the subject from the carriage.
"Don't play dumb Lich," Katie frowned. "You know exactly what Angie's talking about. When are you going to talk to George?"
I sighed. "Why do I have to talk to him? Can't he come talk to me?"
Angelina just rolled her eyes. "Come on Licia. Do you honestly think that George Weasley is going to come apologize about anything in the world?"
"Whoa, wait a minute!" I said, standing up from my seat on my bed. "Who said anything about apologizing? I agreed to talk to him to cease World War III, nothing about apologizing! I wouldn't apologize to him if my life depended on it!"
"Look, Alicia, just do it." Katie said, obviously getting annoyed. "For us. You don't have to mean it." She gave me a look that told me how important this was to her and Angelina. I couldn't say no to them now. They were my best friends.
"Fine," I said, finally giving in. They both smiled. Angelina got up and pushed me over to the door. "What are you doing?" I couldn't help but laugh.
"You're going to apologize to George," she said, as it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Now?" I replied, wide eyed. Yeah, I agreed to do it, but right away?"
"Yes now!" she said, giving me a final push out the door. As I tried not to fall down stairs, I heard the unmistakable 'click' as the door locked. "You can't come back in until you've done it!" she yelled.
"You two owe me big time you know?" I called back over my shoulder as I descended the stairs. George and I haven't always hated each other. In fact, believe it or not, we were inseparable. Then at the end of our third year, Katie, Angelina, and me started hanging out more and he began to start hating me for some reason. So, I did the only thing I could think of; I began to hate him too. And I still do now.
I found George sitting on the floor, playing chess with Lee. 'All right Lich, it's now or never,' I thought to myself. I pick never! That works for me! But I can't do that. Not to Katie and Angelina. I took a deep breath and sighed as I made my way over to the pair.
"Move Jordan," I said to Lee and lightly kicked his leg.
"Excuse me?" he replied, looking very confused.
"You heard me Lee," I smiled. "I said move. I need to speak to George." He looked at me, then George, then back to me, and George once more before giving a shrug, standing up, and walking over to an empty chair to watch Ginny and Ron play a game of exploding snap. I sat on the ground where Lee had been and crossed my arms.
"I'm honored that you've chosen to grace me with your annoying presence," George said, giving me a nasty look. "But I was kind of in the middle of a game."
"Look, I don't want to be here any more than you want me to be here. Plus, you were losing anyway." I replied, looking down at the chessboard.
"Well what is it that you need Your Royal Pushiness?" he asked. "If you've come to throw more crap at me, this is Lee's board. Don't break it."
"Would you just shut up and let me talk," I said, not wanting to be there more and more every second. "Let's start with the obvious. I hate you, you hate me."
"You interrupted me game to tell me something I've known for years?" he said, looking annoyed.
I sighed. "Stop being such a weasel and listen to me!"
"Alicia!" he interrupted me yet again. "I know exactly what you're going to say. Fred and Lee told me the exact same thing not even ten minutes ago."
"And.?" I said, waiting to see what else he had to say.
"And what? I told them I'm not apologizing to you because I didn't do anything. It's all you."
"ME?" I questioned. "I didn't do anything! I'm not apologizing to you for something you did!"
"I didn't do anything. You're the one who always starts stuff."
"Look, this isn't getting us anywhere. We have to come to a settlement on something."
"Fine," he said, looking me in the eyes. "You tell Angie and Katie that you apologized, I'll tell Lee and Fred I did. That way they won't bug us any more and we can just ignore the hell out of each other whenever possible. When they're around, we can pretend to tolerate each other. Work for you?"
"Perfect," I replied, standing up. I was just about at the top of the stairs when I heard George laughing. "What are you laughing at freak?" I asked, turning around.
"You know Lich, that's the first time you've agreed with something I've said in years," he said.
"Don't remind me," I replied. I couldn't help but smile as I opened the door and walked in.
*** Well there you go. Chapter 2! How was it? I think that one turned out better than the first one! Now.
Jinger- My first reviewer for this story! Thanks! Yeah, that would have been a shocking beginning, but you'll see what happens!
FellowshipFantic- I hope chapter 2 cleared up your question a bit. I know it didn't 100%, but I wrote it like that. just wait! Thanks for the review!
Jagged Epiphany- You're welcome! I'm glad you like my idea! Thank you for reviewing!