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I woke myself up from the same beach, same sand, same laugh, and same person. Good thing though. I needed to get up early and find that letter. I threw open the scarlet hangings and practically jumped out of my bed. Katie and Angelina were still asleep. There was just enough light peeking from the window to see around the room.
I must have checked everywhere at least three times. I even looked behind the toilet in the bathroom. Nothing. I went back to my bed and began franticly tearing off the sheets, hoping maybe it had been tangled up when I'd made my bed, and was there the whole time.
When I couldn't find it there, I took my pillow and threw it on the ground.
"Where IS it?" I complained, obviously louder than I'd like to have said it.
"Where's what?" Katie grumbled, pulling away knotted hair from her face, tangled from sleep.
"Yeah," Angelina asked. "What's going on? Why are you murdering your linins?"
"Uhh, sorry guys," I shrugged. "I couldn't find my Potions book.
"So you were looking for it in the sheets?"
"Yes Katie. I was looking for it in the sheets," I tried to convince her. "I took it to bed with me last night, and I guess I fell asleep with it with me."
"Well you can look for it later." Angelina suggested, getting out of bed. "You don't even have Potions today." She was right, we had Care of Magical Creatures, Charms, and History of Magic. Our last class of the day was a free class, a time for seventh years to catch up on homework and cool down for the rest of the day.
"Bugger," Katie just about yelled. She looked at her watch and jumped out of bed. "Lich, you should have gotten us up sooner. Breakfast's in ten minutes."
The three of us hurried up and got dressed, running around the room. We just made it down to breakfast. The boys were already waiting for us. I sat as far from George as I could. As soon as I saw him in the Great Hall, I remembered that I was going to tell everyone about my letter. That is, the letter I couldn't find.
I didn't say one word to him. I didn't look at him. Although, I could feel his eyes practically burning holes in my head, he was staring so hard.
"Lee, give me my muffin!" Katie rolled her eyes. She stared back at her empty plate.
"I don't have it!" Lee protested. "I don't even like muffins.
"Well it was here a second ago, and now it's not."
"Are you sure you didn't eat it?" Angelina asked.
"I'm positive. I put it on my plate, then I looked to see if Davies was at the Ravenclaw table, and when I turned around, it was gone."
"Why don't you ask the human garbage disposal," I smiled and motioned to Fred. We all looked over to the redhead and couldn't help but roll our eyes. He just shrugged; cheeks filled with chocolate chip muffin, and piled more toast on his empty plate.
We all finished breakfast, Fred taking some crackers with him, and walked out to the grounds for our first class of the day; Care of Magical Creatures. It was a nice day. The sun was hot, and the skies were clear with no trace of any rain. We made our way out to the grass, noticing the divided sides of Slytherin and Gryffindor. Wow, for once, we were early.
A few of the Slytherins were huddled. Their group consisted of Ryan Montague, Adrian Pucey, Shannon Dean, Amy Gellar, and Blake Newsted. Ryan, Shannon, and Blake were seventh years like us, and Adrian and Amy were sixth years. They were all standing, huddling around something Montague appeared to be holding.
As we sat down, Ryan Montague poked his head out from their tiny group, and smirked at me, only to go back to talking to the other four Slytherin creeps.
"What was that about?" Fred asked me, the others curious as well.
"I dunno," I shrugged. "He's weird anyway. None of them can keep their heads in their own business."
"Stupid Slytherins," Katie mumbled. It wasn't a minute later when we all noticed Ryan look at me again and smile that same smirk. I shot him a dirty look, and he only laughed.
"You guys, don't forget, Keeper tryouts are tomorrow morning," Angelina reminded us. "I want everyone there at sun up."
We all agreed we'd meet at the Pitch around 7:00. When Ryan looked over again, this time I was getting mad.
"Do you have a staring problem?" I called over to him. "Or are you just too thick to comprehend the fact that we don't like you."
He laughed. "A staring problem? Of course not Alicia Marie. You just humor me." Amy and Shannon giggled.
Only one person called me Alicia Marie, and that was my mother.
"Go pet a dragon Montague," I rolled my eyes and turned back to my friends.
"Oww... that hurt," he replied, sarcastically. "I'd be careful what you say around me Spinnet. I've got something on you that you'd die for me to keep secret." He revealed what they had been all huddling around.
As soon as I saw it, I thought back to the night at the lake when I had first read the first letter. Both George and I were staring, he grabbed it, but then he threw it back on the ground. I didn't pick it up before we left. He didn't either. Which could only mean...
"Give that to me Montague!" I ordered as he waved the crumpled parchment in the air.
"Yeah right," he rolled his eyes at me. "Why would I do that?"
"That's mine! Give it back!" I yelled.
"Alicia, what's that?" Katie asked as she got up and stood next to me. "What's going on?"
"Give that to me Ryan!" I demanded, ignoring Katie.
"Or what? You'll cry to your mum and dad, who don't even love each other, none the less love you?"
"You take that back!" I replied through gritted teeth. "Take that back right now!"
"Alicia, what's he talking about?" Fred asked, joining Katie.
"Oh what, she didn't tell you sorry Gryffindors?" he laughed. "This is great. Her parents split up. Without telling her. And her dad's moving to London. I don't blame him, wanting to get away from you."
"Is that true Lich?" Katie asked me, pain in her eyes. I sighed and nodded yes. "Wait, but... why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know Katie," I answered. "I had a lot to deal with. I didn't want to make things worse than they were. I'm sorry Katie. I'm really sorry."
"Yeah," she replied. "Me too," she shook her head and turned around. I stood there, silent, as I watched her make her way slowly up to the castle. Everyone else just stared at me, either with looks of anger, pitty, or confusion. Fred walked back over to the rest of the group, sitting down, none of them saying anything to each other or me.
"See," Montague chuckled. "That's what happens when you come from a mudblood family."
He'd crossed the line there. "You evil FILTH!" I yelled, before I did something I'd never done before to anyone. I slapped him. Hard. Right across the face. He grabbed his cheek, but smiled. I was about to do it again, but as I reached my hand back again, he grabbed my wrist, preventing it from making contact with his face.
As soon as he did, George arrived at my side.
"Let her go," he demanded. He was turning red, full with anger. Ryan just took that as a sign to pull me closer to him, yanking my by the wrist.
"Oww!" I yelped as I was pulled into his chest.
"This is your last chance Montague," George said. "Let her go."
"Yeah Ryan, she's not worth it," I heard Shannon Dean say quietly. He clenched his jaw in annoyance, but eventually let go. Not the way I would have wished for though. It pushed me away, and I stumbled to the ground. He turned his back to us and began to walk over to the other Slytherins. What happened next was totally unexpected.
George took a huge step and grabbed him by the shoulder, spinning him so they were facing each other. I shrieked as I watched George punch him square in the jaw.
"You bastard!" he yelled as he hit him again, this time across the face, giving Montague a bloody nose. As stupid as he was, Montague wasn't weak. He fought right back and got a good hit right above George's eye. George stumbled a few steps back, but wasn't going to let one hit get the best of him. He punched Montague square in the stomach, Ryan falling down flat on his back in pain. George leaned over him, getting in every hit he possibly could. It took both Lee and Fred to pry him off the now-shaking Montague, whose pretty boy features looked scared and dark.
Even with the two of them, they were having trouble holding him back. He was pumped with such adrenaline, a whole army probably couldn't have held him back. He broke free of their grasps, but they each grabbed him by the arms, not letting him budge. With some help from Adrian Pucey, Montague stood up, bloodied up, and covered in dirt.
"Come on Ryan," he said, beginning to walk up to the castle, supporting his friend, who could barely walk right. "Let's get out of here." Blake, Amy, and Shannon followed them.
"I swear to fucking God Montague!" George called to him as Fred and Lee released their grip on him. "You ever touch her again and I'll kill you!" He had tiny drops of blood above his left eye where Ryan had hit him, falling down his face. He sat down on a tree stump, Lee, Fred, and Angelina gathering around him, along with the rest of the Gryffindors.
I had witnessed the whole scene from the spot where I had fallen, knowing it was my fault. Katie hated me. George hated me. Everyone else hated me. So I did the only thing I could think to do; I ran.
I got up and ran as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going, but I was running my hardest to get there. As I ran, I could feel hot tears pounding my face. I found myself stopping at the Quidditch Pitch. I looked up into the empty stands, and slowly made my way up to the highest seat in the Gryffindor section. I sat in a cold, metal seat in the middle of the row.
I was a mess. My hair was all over my face, and my eyes were red and puffy. I tucked my light brown hair behind my ears and sunk lower in my seat. As low as I felt. He was so right. I should have just told them from the beginning. Now my best friend hated me.
Katie had looked so hurt. And I was the one that had hurt her. Best friends are supposed to be able to tell each other everything and trust each other. I broke that trust. I felt like shit.
And for the whole day, that's what I did. I sat there, ignoring my classes, just sitting in that one seat until 11:30 at night, telling myself how much I screwed up. When I was sure everyone was asleep, I snuck back into the castle and up to Gryffindor Tower. No one was in there except for Hermione Granger, half asleep doing her homework.
I crept up to my room, where Angelina and Katie were sound asleep. I kicked off my shoes, and without changing; I crawled into bed, pulling the covers up around my neck.
"I'm sorry guys," I whispered before I cried myself to sleep.
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Well, there it was! Chapter 9! Did you like it? I turned out okay. But let me know what you thought! REVIEW! And only one person read and reviewed my story "Perfect" PLEASE read it and let me know what you think of it! It's a songfic, but it was the first HP story I wrote, so please let m know your opinion!
This chapter was yet again dedicated to Jagged Epiphany, because maybe if I do that again, you'll FINISH YOUR CHAPTER!
+Jagged Epiphany- Again, no more comments until you update! That's the rules!
+Yoshi-fan2003- Now you know! Now you know! Now you know where the letter went!
+Mooni- Wow! I'm better than George/Hermione stories! I don't like to read those, but anyway... THANKS! That means a lot to me! And thanks for reviewing "Perfect" You were the only one!
+CassandraTheEvil- I forgive you! Lol! I'm a very forgiving person!
I woke myself up from the same beach, same sand, same laugh, and same person. Good thing though. I needed to get up early and find that letter. I threw open the scarlet hangings and practically jumped out of my bed. Katie and Angelina were still asleep. There was just enough light peeking from the window to see around the room.
I must have checked everywhere at least three times. I even looked behind the toilet in the bathroom. Nothing. I went back to my bed and began franticly tearing off the sheets, hoping maybe it had been tangled up when I'd made my bed, and was there the whole time.
When I couldn't find it there, I took my pillow and threw it on the ground.
"Where IS it?" I complained, obviously louder than I'd like to have said it.
"Where's what?" Katie grumbled, pulling away knotted hair from her face, tangled from sleep.
"Yeah," Angelina asked. "What's going on? Why are you murdering your linins?"
"Uhh, sorry guys," I shrugged. "I couldn't find my Potions book.
"So you were looking for it in the sheets?"
"Yes Katie. I was looking for it in the sheets," I tried to convince her. "I took it to bed with me last night, and I guess I fell asleep with it with me."
"Well you can look for it later." Angelina suggested, getting out of bed. "You don't even have Potions today." She was right, we had Care of Magical Creatures, Charms, and History of Magic. Our last class of the day was a free class, a time for seventh years to catch up on homework and cool down for the rest of the day.
"Bugger," Katie just about yelled. She looked at her watch and jumped out of bed. "Lich, you should have gotten us up sooner. Breakfast's in ten minutes."
The three of us hurried up and got dressed, running around the room. We just made it down to breakfast. The boys were already waiting for us. I sat as far from George as I could. As soon as I saw him in the Great Hall, I remembered that I was going to tell everyone about my letter. That is, the letter I couldn't find.
I didn't say one word to him. I didn't look at him. Although, I could feel his eyes practically burning holes in my head, he was staring so hard.
"Lee, give me my muffin!" Katie rolled her eyes. She stared back at her empty plate.
"I don't have it!" Lee protested. "I don't even like muffins.
"Well it was here a second ago, and now it's not."
"Are you sure you didn't eat it?" Angelina asked.
"I'm positive. I put it on my plate, then I looked to see if Davies was at the Ravenclaw table, and when I turned around, it was gone."
"Why don't you ask the human garbage disposal," I smiled and motioned to Fred. We all looked over to the redhead and couldn't help but roll our eyes. He just shrugged; cheeks filled with chocolate chip muffin, and piled more toast on his empty plate.
We all finished breakfast, Fred taking some crackers with him, and walked out to the grounds for our first class of the day; Care of Magical Creatures. It was a nice day. The sun was hot, and the skies were clear with no trace of any rain. We made our way out to the grass, noticing the divided sides of Slytherin and Gryffindor. Wow, for once, we were early.
A few of the Slytherins were huddled. Their group consisted of Ryan Montague, Adrian Pucey, Shannon Dean, Amy Gellar, and Blake Newsted. Ryan, Shannon, and Blake were seventh years like us, and Adrian and Amy were sixth years. They were all standing, huddling around something Montague appeared to be holding.
As we sat down, Ryan Montague poked his head out from their tiny group, and smirked at me, only to go back to talking to the other four Slytherin creeps.
"What was that about?" Fred asked me, the others curious as well.
"I dunno," I shrugged. "He's weird anyway. None of them can keep their heads in their own business."
"Stupid Slytherins," Katie mumbled. It wasn't a minute later when we all noticed Ryan look at me again and smile that same smirk. I shot him a dirty look, and he only laughed.
"You guys, don't forget, Keeper tryouts are tomorrow morning," Angelina reminded us. "I want everyone there at sun up."
We all agreed we'd meet at the Pitch around 7:00. When Ryan looked over again, this time I was getting mad.
"Do you have a staring problem?" I called over to him. "Or are you just too thick to comprehend the fact that we don't like you."
He laughed. "A staring problem? Of course not Alicia Marie. You just humor me." Amy and Shannon giggled.
Only one person called me Alicia Marie, and that was my mother.
"Go pet a dragon Montague," I rolled my eyes and turned back to my friends.
"Oww... that hurt," he replied, sarcastically. "I'd be careful what you say around me Spinnet. I've got something on you that you'd die for me to keep secret." He revealed what they had been all huddling around.
As soon as I saw it, I thought back to the night at the lake when I had first read the first letter. Both George and I were staring, he grabbed it, but then he threw it back on the ground. I didn't pick it up before we left. He didn't either. Which could only mean...
"Give that to me Montague!" I ordered as he waved the crumpled parchment in the air.
"Yeah right," he rolled his eyes at me. "Why would I do that?"
"That's mine! Give it back!" I yelled.
"Alicia, what's that?" Katie asked as she got up and stood next to me. "What's going on?"
"Give that to me Ryan!" I demanded, ignoring Katie.
"Or what? You'll cry to your mum and dad, who don't even love each other, none the less love you?"
"You take that back!" I replied through gritted teeth. "Take that back right now!"
"Alicia, what's he talking about?" Fred asked, joining Katie.
"Oh what, she didn't tell you sorry Gryffindors?" he laughed. "This is great. Her parents split up. Without telling her. And her dad's moving to London. I don't blame him, wanting to get away from you."
"Is that true Lich?" Katie asked me, pain in her eyes. I sighed and nodded yes. "Wait, but... why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know Katie," I answered. "I had a lot to deal with. I didn't want to make things worse than they were. I'm sorry Katie. I'm really sorry."
"Yeah," she replied. "Me too," she shook her head and turned around. I stood there, silent, as I watched her make her way slowly up to the castle. Everyone else just stared at me, either with looks of anger, pitty, or confusion. Fred walked back over to the rest of the group, sitting down, none of them saying anything to each other or me.
"See," Montague chuckled. "That's what happens when you come from a mudblood family."
He'd crossed the line there. "You evil FILTH!" I yelled, before I did something I'd never done before to anyone. I slapped him. Hard. Right across the face. He grabbed his cheek, but smiled. I was about to do it again, but as I reached my hand back again, he grabbed my wrist, preventing it from making contact with his face.
As soon as he did, George arrived at my side.
"Let her go," he demanded. He was turning red, full with anger. Ryan just took that as a sign to pull me closer to him, yanking my by the wrist.
"Oww!" I yelped as I was pulled into his chest.
"This is your last chance Montague," George said. "Let her go."
"Yeah Ryan, she's not worth it," I heard Shannon Dean say quietly. He clenched his jaw in annoyance, but eventually let go. Not the way I would have wished for though. It pushed me away, and I stumbled to the ground. He turned his back to us and began to walk over to the other Slytherins. What happened next was totally unexpected.
George took a huge step and grabbed him by the shoulder, spinning him so they were facing each other. I shrieked as I watched George punch him square in the jaw.
"You bastard!" he yelled as he hit him again, this time across the face, giving Montague a bloody nose. As stupid as he was, Montague wasn't weak. He fought right back and got a good hit right above George's eye. George stumbled a few steps back, but wasn't going to let one hit get the best of him. He punched Montague square in the stomach, Ryan falling down flat on his back in pain. George leaned over him, getting in every hit he possibly could. It took both Lee and Fred to pry him off the now-shaking Montague, whose pretty boy features looked scared and dark.
Even with the two of them, they were having trouble holding him back. He was pumped with such adrenaline, a whole army probably couldn't have held him back. He broke free of their grasps, but they each grabbed him by the arms, not letting him budge. With some help from Adrian Pucey, Montague stood up, bloodied up, and covered in dirt.
"Come on Ryan," he said, beginning to walk up to the castle, supporting his friend, who could barely walk right. "Let's get out of here." Blake, Amy, and Shannon followed them.
"I swear to fucking God Montague!" George called to him as Fred and Lee released their grip on him. "You ever touch her again and I'll kill you!" He had tiny drops of blood above his left eye where Ryan had hit him, falling down his face. He sat down on a tree stump, Lee, Fred, and Angelina gathering around him, along with the rest of the Gryffindors.
I had witnessed the whole scene from the spot where I had fallen, knowing it was my fault. Katie hated me. George hated me. Everyone else hated me. So I did the only thing I could think to do; I ran.
I got up and ran as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going, but I was running my hardest to get there. As I ran, I could feel hot tears pounding my face. I found myself stopping at the Quidditch Pitch. I looked up into the empty stands, and slowly made my way up to the highest seat in the Gryffindor section. I sat in a cold, metal seat in the middle of the row.
I was a mess. My hair was all over my face, and my eyes were red and puffy. I tucked my light brown hair behind my ears and sunk lower in my seat. As low as I felt. He was so right. I should have just told them from the beginning. Now my best friend hated me.
Katie had looked so hurt. And I was the one that had hurt her. Best friends are supposed to be able to tell each other everything and trust each other. I broke that trust. I felt like shit.
And for the whole day, that's what I did. I sat there, ignoring my classes, just sitting in that one seat until 11:30 at night, telling myself how much I screwed up. When I was sure everyone was asleep, I snuck back into the castle and up to Gryffindor Tower. No one was in there except for Hermione Granger, half asleep doing her homework.
I crept up to my room, where Angelina and Katie were sound asleep. I kicked off my shoes, and without changing; I crawled into bed, pulling the covers up around my neck.
"I'm sorry guys," I whispered before I cried myself to sleep.
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Well, there it was! Chapter 9! Did you like it? I turned out okay. But let me know what you thought! REVIEW! And only one person read and reviewed my story "Perfect" PLEASE read it and let me know what you think of it! It's a songfic, but it was the first HP story I wrote, so please let m know your opinion!
This chapter was yet again dedicated to Jagged Epiphany, because maybe if I do that again, you'll FINISH YOUR CHAPTER!
+Jagged Epiphany- Again, no more comments until you update! That's the rules!
+Yoshi-fan2003- Now you know! Now you know! Now you know where the letter went!
+Mooni- Wow! I'm better than George/Hermione stories! I don't like to read those, but anyway... THANKS! That means a lot to me! And thanks for reviewing "Perfect" You were the only one!
+CassandraTheEvil- I forgive you! Lol! I'm a very forgiving person!