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When I woke up the next morning, Katie was gone. Her bed was made and everything. Angelina was just coming out of the bathroom.
"She's devastated you know," she said blankly as she sat on her bed, putting her shoes on. "She took it real personal. She thought maybe that you feel like you can't trust her. I don't blame her. But I know you would never hurt any of us on purpose."
I sighed. "Angelina, I'm really sorry. I should have told you guys."
"Yeah," she replied. "You should have."
"I know," I agreed. "And I guess I knew all along that I should have told you guys. I'll apologize to everyone before tryouts today, okay?"
"Okay," Angelina nodded. "You're going to miss breakfast if you don't hurry up you know." And for the first time since the 'incident', I saw her smile. She walked over to me and gave me a hug. "Lich, just know, from now on, if there's something you need to tell someone about, we're always here."
"Thanks Angie," I smiled as I hugged her. "You're the best."
"Alright," she replied. I guess her Quidditch captain mode was kicking in. "Now hurry up. Get something to eat. I don't want any anorexic players fainting on my team, got it?"
"Got it," I laughed as she left the room. I hurried up and showered and changed into my Quidditch robes. I shoved the rest of my equipment into a bag and hurried out of the dorm, broom over my shoulder.
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I didn't have time to eat a full breakfast, so I grabbed a few pieces of toast and ran out to the pitch. When I got there, Angelina and Fred were making sure everything was set up right. Katie and Lee were sitting in the bleachers, talking. Katie had her back to me, and Lee sat in the row above hers, facing me. He spotted me and waved. Katie turned around, saw it was me, and turned right back around.
"Ouch," I heard from behind me. "That was cold."
"I know George," I replied to the redhead as I pulled on my Quidditch gloves. I knew I had to talk to him. After all, he did stick up for me. Not that I needed it or anything... I looked at my watch.
"Come on," I said to George as I tugged at the sleeve of his black tee shirt. "We're going on a walk."
"Wait, why?" he asked as I pulled him along. "Lich, the tryouts."
"We have time, don't worry. Besides, Harry isn't even here yet." I assured. "I want to talk to you." He gave up his struggle and followed me until we reached the lake. We began to walk around the lake, walking slowly.
"Alicia, what's this about?" He asked me. "I mean, Angelina is going to kill us."
"George, shut up."
"No Lich, I'm serious. Angelina's gonna freak."
"George, I said shut up."
"You know what Lich, when tryouts start without us, it's going to be all-"
"George!" I interrupted him for the last time. I reached up and covered his mouth with my hand. "I said shut up. Shut up and listen. We won't be late for tryouts. We still have twenty minutes. Now are you going to be quiet so I can talk?" He nodded yes, and I removed my hand.
"I just wanted to say thank you about yesterday."
"What was yesterday?" he asked, looking at me like I was crazy.
"Don't be stupid George," I rolled my eyes. "Yesterday with Montague."
He just shrugged. "It was nothing. He was out of line. I just put him in his place."
"Why though?" I asked. "You were mad at me, weren't you? Why'd you stick up for me?"
"Of course I was mad at you for not telling them, but it made me so angry to see him hurt you like that. He called you a... a Mudblood. Doesn't that hurt?"
"I'll be the first to tell you it feels like shit," I admitted. "But I know that's he's just a worthless prat, and his opinion means dirt to me. But I still don't get it though. If you were so mad at me, why did you do it?"
"Yeah, well I wasn't gonna let him push you around like that," he replied. He stopped walking and I did the same. He placed his hands on my shoulders and I was facing him. "Listen, Lich, you may think that I don't care, but I really do. And you need to get that through your head. I care."
I froze. Was he being serious? I looked up at him. For the first time in my life, I realized that his eyes were green. I always just figured they were brown like his brother's.
"George," I blinked. "Your eyes."
"There's two of them," he said plainly. He took his hands off my shoulders. "Now if we don't get back, Angelina can easily arrange Chaser and Beater tryouts today too."
"You're right," I nodded. I turned around and we began walking again. "I just wanted to say thanks again."
"No problem," George shrugged. "Just don't make me have to do it again. I had an awful headache after the whole thing."
"Everyone else hates me, don't they?" I asked as we walked back to the pitch. "Everyone except you and Angelina."
"They don't hate you," George explained. "Lee and Fred, they're just worried about you. They want to make sure you're alright."
"And Katie?"
"Katie's just so upset that you didn't tell her. She asked me if she was a bad friend or something." He answered, giving me an answer I didn't want to hear. "She wouldn't let any of us look for you yesterday. She said that if you wanted to talk to us, you'd find us."
I sighed. I felt like the worst person in the world. "What do I do George?" I asked as we approached the pitch. "What do I say to her?"
He just simply threw a comforting arm around my shoulders as we walked, and replied, "The truth." We walked the rest of the way in silence.
When we reached the pitch, everyone was there. I looked at my watch. The keepers would be showing up in a half hour. Everyone was sitting on the bleachers, so George and I joined them. I sat next to Lee. He was going to be taking notes for us. Angelina stood up and stood in front of us.
"Before I give my first speech as a captain," she began. I knew what was coming. I was dreading it, yet I wanted to get it over with. "I think Alicia would like to like to say something."
I sighed. It was now or never. I slowly stood up and made my way to where Angelina stood. I took her place, and she went and sat in my seat. I took a deep breath and began.
"Wow," I sighed. "Where to start? Okay, first off, I know you guys are mad at me, and I give you every reason to be. Hell, I'd hate myself too. I should have told you guys about my parents. It was stupid of me not to. But I knew, you guys being the amazing friends you are, would worry about me. And I didn't want anyone's pitty. And I'm so sorry that you guys had to find out the way you did. I wish I could go back and change it all, but I can't. You guys, I'm really sorry." There. I did it. Now, I wished I could crawl into a whole and rot forever.
I could tell Fred was about to say something, but Katie cut him off.
"So you just figured that if you didn't tell anyone that it would make things go back to normal?" she asked. She was still mad. I knew it.
"Well yeah, I guess," I shrugged. "I know now that I was wrong though. I should have told you guys."
"Yeah, you should have," Katie shot back. "You know, if you don't trust us, you can at least tell us."
"Katie, it's not like that at all!" I replied.
"Then what is it Lich? Because you lied to us. You kept shit from us and said you were fine when you weren't."
"Katie, she had good intentions," Lee said to Katie, who was sitting in front of him.
"She was still wrong!" Katie said to Lee, turning around and giving him an evil glance.
"I don't know how many times I can say it Katie," I practically yelled at her. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry Katie. I knew you guys would feel bad for me, and I didn't want that. I wanted things to be normal. You're my best friend Katie. I would never keep something from you if I knew it was going to hurt you." I could feel my eyes begin to well up with tears. "My judgment was so bad, and I was being selfish." Oh no. Here they came. Bring on the waterworks. Not just from me, but from Katie as well.
"Alicia, you should know you can tell me anything," she said to me, tears pouring from her eyes, just like me. "We're best friends. Best friends tell each other everything." She made her way down the bleachers, and was now standing in front of me. She threw her arms around me, and gave me a huge hug. "Don't you ever do that again!"
"Uh, you two better dry it up quick," Fred interrupted our moment. "Because here come the Keepers."
And sure enough, walking up to the Pitch was five students; all looking scared out of their minds.
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Well, there it was. I know you're thinking a few things... Where the hell have you been?
Answer: Busy as fudge! It's been almost a month I think since I last
updated, and I feel bad because of it, but here I am! School's almost
over (twelve school days left), and I'll have more time to write then. Why is the chapter so short?
Answer: Because I felt bad for not writing for almost a month. This
was going to be the first half of it, but I decided just to post this
as it's own chapter.
Mooni- Yup! Yay! Another chapter! Hope you like this (short) one too!
Jagged Epiphany- My dedications worked! My dedications worked! Now go write more, pleeeeease!
Yoshi-fan2003- Have fun on your trip! I'm going to Norway this summer, so I'll be gone for THREE WEEKS!
Andrewsmyprincess- It's fixed! It's fixed. Is that better?
Stephenie Wilcox- And I agree, but that's George's way of showing how much he cares for Alicia. He was driven by anger.
It's been a while. Here you are. Have fun. Review. Love me. JUNE 4th=Harry Potter Day! Prisoner of Azkaban. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
When I woke up the next morning, Katie was gone. Her bed was made and everything. Angelina was just coming out of the bathroom.
"She's devastated you know," she said blankly as she sat on her bed, putting her shoes on. "She took it real personal. She thought maybe that you feel like you can't trust her. I don't blame her. But I know you would never hurt any of us on purpose."
I sighed. "Angelina, I'm really sorry. I should have told you guys."
"Yeah," she replied. "You should have."
"I know," I agreed. "And I guess I knew all along that I should have told you guys. I'll apologize to everyone before tryouts today, okay?"
"Okay," Angelina nodded. "You're going to miss breakfast if you don't hurry up you know." And for the first time since the 'incident', I saw her smile. She walked over to me and gave me a hug. "Lich, just know, from now on, if there's something you need to tell someone about, we're always here."
"Thanks Angie," I smiled as I hugged her. "You're the best."
"Alright," she replied. I guess her Quidditch captain mode was kicking in. "Now hurry up. Get something to eat. I don't want any anorexic players fainting on my team, got it?"
"Got it," I laughed as she left the room. I hurried up and showered and changed into my Quidditch robes. I shoved the rest of my equipment into a bag and hurried out of the dorm, broom over my shoulder.
.........
I didn't have time to eat a full breakfast, so I grabbed a few pieces of toast and ran out to the pitch. When I got there, Angelina and Fred were making sure everything was set up right. Katie and Lee were sitting in the bleachers, talking. Katie had her back to me, and Lee sat in the row above hers, facing me. He spotted me and waved. Katie turned around, saw it was me, and turned right back around.
"Ouch," I heard from behind me. "That was cold."
"I know George," I replied to the redhead as I pulled on my Quidditch gloves. I knew I had to talk to him. After all, he did stick up for me. Not that I needed it or anything... I looked at my watch.
"Come on," I said to George as I tugged at the sleeve of his black tee shirt. "We're going on a walk."
"Wait, why?" he asked as I pulled him along. "Lich, the tryouts."
"We have time, don't worry. Besides, Harry isn't even here yet." I assured. "I want to talk to you." He gave up his struggle and followed me until we reached the lake. We began to walk around the lake, walking slowly.
"Alicia, what's this about?" He asked me. "I mean, Angelina is going to kill us."
"George, shut up."
"No Lich, I'm serious. Angelina's gonna freak."
"George, I said shut up."
"You know what Lich, when tryouts start without us, it's going to be all-"
"George!" I interrupted him for the last time. I reached up and covered his mouth with my hand. "I said shut up. Shut up and listen. We won't be late for tryouts. We still have twenty minutes. Now are you going to be quiet so I can talk?" He nodded yes, and I removed my hand.
"I just wanted to say thank you about yesterday."
"What was yesterday?" he asked, looking at me like I was crazy.
"Don't be stupid George," I rolled my eyes. "Yesterday with Montague."
He just shrugged. "It was nothing. He was out of line. I just put him in his place."
"Why though?" I asked. "You were mad at me, weren't you? Why'd you stick up for me?"
"Of course I was mad at you for not telling them, but it made me so angry to see him hurt you like that. He called you a... a Mudblood. Doesn't that hurt?"
"I'll be the first to tell you it feels like shit," I admitted. "But I know that's he's just a worthless prat, and his opinion means dirt to me. But I still don't get it though. If you were so mad at me, why did you do it?"
"Yeah, well I wasn't gonna let him push you around like that," he replied. He stopped walking and I did the same. He placed his hands on my shoulders and I was facing him. "Listen, Lich, you may think that I don't care, but I really do. And you need to get that through your head. I care."
I froze. Was he being serious? I looked up at him. For the first time in my life, I realized that his eyes were green. I always just figured they were brown like his brother's.
"George," I blinked. "Your eyes."
"There's two of them," he said plainly. He took his hands off my shoulders. "Now if we don't get back, Angelina can easily arrange Chaser and Beater tryouts today too."
"You're right," I nodded. I turned around and we began walking again. "I just wanted to say thanks again."
"No problem," George shrugged. "Just don't make me have to do it again. I had an awful headache after the whole thing."
"Everyone else hates me, don't they?" I asked as we walked back to the pitch. "Everyone except you and Angelina."
"They don't hate you," George explained. "Lee and Fred, they're just worried about you. They want to make sure you're alright."
"And Katie?"
"Katie's just so upset that you didn't tell her. She asked me if she was a bad friend or something." He answered, giving me an answer I didn't want to hear. "She wouldn't let any of us look for you yesterday. She said that if you wanted to talk to us, you'd find us."
I sighed. I felt like the worst person in the world. "What do I do George?" I asked as we approached the pitch. "What do I say to her?"
He just simply threw a comforting arm around my shoulders as we walked, and replied, "The truth." We walked the rest of the way in silence.
When we reached the pitch, everyone was there. I looked at my watch. The keepers would be showing up in a half hour. Everyone was sitting on the bleachers, so George and I joined them. I sat next to Lee. He was going to be taking notes for us. Angelina stood up and stood in front of us.
"Before I give my first speech as a captain," she began. I knew what was coming. I was dreading it, yet I wanted to get it over with. "I think Alicia would like to like to say something."
I sighed. It was now or never. I slowly stood up and made my way to where Angelina stood. I took her place, and she went and sat in my seat. I took a deep breath and began.
"Wow," I sighed. "Where to start? Okay, first off, I know you guys are mad at me, and I give you every reason to be. Hell, I'd hate myself too. I should have told you guys about my parents. It was stupid of me not to. But I knew, you guys being the amazing friends you are, would worry about me. And I didn't want anyone's pitty. And I'm so sorry that you guys had to find out the way you did. I wish I could go back and change it all, but I can't. You guys, I'm really sorry." There. I did it. Now, I wished I could crawl into a whole and rot forever.
I could tell Fred was about to say something, but Katie cut him off.
"So you just figured that if you didn't tell anyone that it would make things go back to normal?" she asked. She was still mad. I knew it.
"Well yeah, I guess," I shrugged. "I know now that I was wrong though. I should have told you guys."
"Yeah, you should have," Katie shot back. "You know, if you don't trust us, you can at least tell us."
"Katie, it's not like that at all!" I replied.
"Then what is it Lich? Because you lied to us. You kept shit from us and said you were fine when you weren't."
"Katie, she had good intentions," Lee said to Katie, who was sitting in front of him.
"She was still wrong!" Katie said to Lee, turning around and giving him an evil glance.
"I don't know how many times I can say it Katie," I practically yelled at her. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry Katie. I knew you guys would feel bad for me, and I didn't want that. I wanted things to be normal. You're my best friend Katie. I would never keep something from you if I knew it was going to hurt you." I could feel my eyes begin to well up with tears. "My judgment was so bad, and I was being selfish." Oh no. Here they came. Bring on the waterworks. Not just from me, but from Katie as well.
"Alicia, you should know you can tell me anything," she said to me, tears pouring from her eyes, just like me. "We're best friends. Best friends tell each other everything." She made her way down the bleachers, and was now standing in front of me. She threw her arms around me, and gave me a huge hug. "Don't you ever do that again!"
"Uh, you two better dry it up quick," Fred interrupted our moment. "Because here come the Keepers."
And sure enough, walking up to the Pitch was five students; all looking scared out of their minds.
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Well, there it was. I know you're thinking a few things... Where the hell have you been?
Answer: Busy as fudge! It's been almost a month I think since I last
updated, and I feel bad because of it, but here I am! School's almost
over (twelve school days left), and I'll have more time to write then. Why is the chapter so short?
Answer: Because I felt bad for not writing for almost a month. This
was going to be the first half of it, but I decided just to post this
as it's own chapter.
Mooni- Yup! Yay! Another chapter! Hope you like this (short) one too!
Jagged Epiphany- My dedications worked! My dedications worked! Now go write more, pleeeeease!
Yoshi-fan2003- Have fun on your trip! I'm going to Norway this summer, so I'll be gone for THREE WEEKS!
Andrewsmyprincess- It's fixed! It's fixed. Is that better?
Stephenie Wilcox- And I agree, but that's George's way of showing how much he cares for Alicia. He was driven by anger.