Chapter Six: By The Lake

Somehow she knew her destination, it was at the top of the long flight of stairs. It seemed like hours until she got there, and when she did she was looking out over a balcony. "But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon who is already sick and pale with grief that thou her maid art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. It is my lady! O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!" She looked down to see an all-too familiar head of ginger hair and those bright blue eyes looking up at her. She gasped and blinked, getting used to the darkness of the dormitory rooms. It had only been a dream, yet it had seemed so real. She sighed, rubbing her eyes from the sleep.

She stood up, and pulled on some shoes. The rhythmic snores of Kori, Alicia, Kalypso, and Miya surrounded her. Angelina tiptoed down the stairs and through the portrait hole, careful to not make any noise and not get caught out of her common room after dark. She stepped out onto the crisp grounds of Hogwarts.

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Somehow he knew his destination, it was right through the bushes there. It seemed like hours until he crossed the seemingly short distance, but when he did he looked up to see a balcony. Atop the balcony was a familiar, yet beautiful, girl with wavy dark brown hair. "But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon who is already sick and pale with grief that thou her maid art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. It is my lady! O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!" He found himself saying, although the will was not his. He blinked, it was dark out now. It must've been a good few hours ago that he'd fallen asleep there. The dream was still there, just lurking behind his eyelids. He rubbed the sleep from his blue eyes.

He merely layed there for a while, getting used to being awake. He definately was not a morning person. Alright, it wasn't morning, but he'd just woken up, which gave it the morning feel. After a few minutes he heard the door open and close. He hid behind the tree, not wanting to get caught after hours.

Angelina began the walk across the grounds over to the lake, she loved watching the giant squid at night. Of course, no one knew about her night-time strolls and dreamy gazes as the squid splashed and kerplunked in the water.

Fred looked from behind the tree carefully, he expected the worst, like Snape briskly walking around the grounds looking for stragglers he could give detention to. Fred was relieved when he saw it was merely Angelina, until he remembered their fight. He struggled with himself, walk out and talk to her, or stay hidden and wait until she leaves.

Angelina walked up to the lake and sat down on the moist soil, her comfortable, baggy pants getting a mud-stain she'd have a hard time explaining to the girls about later. Fred took a deep breath and walked out there moments after she sat down. She looked so peaceful, he didn't want to disturb her, so he sat down beside her, not saying a word.

Fred could feel the mud staining his good pants. His mother would have a fit when he got home and she saw it. Fred didn't care. Angelina looked up at him with her big chocolate brown eyes, surprisedly. Fred shrugged to the unspoken question, "When did you get here, and how?" Angelina looked away to the lake as one of the giant squid's tentacles flapped down onto the water.

"I'm sorry, Ang." Fred said, quietly after a few minutes.

"Angelina. And, I'm the one that should be sorry. Not you, you had every right to be mad at me, I should never have said anything bad about you." Angelina repied, just as quietly. 'Kerplunk-splash' went the squid.

"Yeah, but I shouldn't have over-reacted! I know you didn't mean it, it's stupid of me to hold a grudge against you." Fred picked up a stone and skipped it over the lake, 1, 2, 3 skips. Then it hit the squid. The giant squid's tentacles splashed noisily a few times and water sprayed up onto the bank, soaking both Fred and Angelina. "Oh, shit!" Fred exclaimed, standing up and holding a hand out to Angelina to help her up. "Sorry, didn't mean to do that..."

"It's ok. I'm really not that wet, and, er...I guess I needed a bath, now I smell like the lake instead of the little bit of body odor that gathered since I took a shower this morning." she replied, sarcastically. Fred grinned.

"Wanna walk and talk?" he asked, the infamous Weasley grin plastered onto his face. Angelina shivered and nodded. "Are you cold?" She nodded again. Fred walked over to the tree to find his light coat right under the tree where he'd accidentally left it. "Here, although it won't be much use with that soaking t-shirt you got on."

"I'll just have to take my shirt off then, won't I?" Angelina asked, holding the jacket in her hand. "Well? Turn around!" Fred did as he was told, and Angelina turned too. She didn't want Fred peeking at her, it just wouldn't be right, and Angelina knew he would peek. And sure enough, when Fred was sure she wasn't looking, he turned around and saw her back, shiny with the moisture from her shirt. He turned back around as she pulled the jacket close over her. "Okay, I'm done."

Fred turned back around to see Angelina in her moist and baggy(yet comfortable) pants with the mud-stain on the back from the bank and Fred's jacket with the Gryffindor emblem sewn all over it. That had been thanks to Hermione's not-so-expert magical sewing, it had been a Christmas present, meant to be a nice gesture. And, if you squinted with one eye and shut the other, it didn't look half bad, plus it was warm and comfortable. Her hair was slightly wet, which gave it a sleek and shiny look, much different than her usual dry and wavy look. "Beautiful" Fred mumbled.

"What was that Fred?" Angelina asked, hearing the mumble, yet not the exact word.

"Oh, nothing. Walk for two around the grounds after hours?" he asked, putting his arm out. Angelina enlaced her arm in his and they began their stroll, quiet at first.

A/N: I hope you liked this. Note, that I don't own Romeo and Juliet, although I don't think anyone that can read thought I did. Next chappie should come soon, sooner with more REVIEWS!