Twice Over

Yeah, I'm on chapter six! I know that these might not be as interesting as I want them to, but you all just wait. I need to jump into them. JUMP! JUMP, I SAY! Anyways, I'll be on my way to write now.

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Lauren- yes, this is still their first year. This whole story is based on their first year, and then if it all goes well and people like it, another story will be dedicated to their second year… to tell you the truth, the most idea's I have are for second, third, fourth and fifth stories in the series, and I have them all written down. Oh yeah, and then after Between Us stuff too, so I plan to be writing on this for a little while. Of course, most likely in between stories or while I'm writing them, I'll put up one shots and some other stuff. Anyways, thanks so much for your review, its always appreciated!

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Sunnysweetie- I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter, it was fun writing. Fred and Angelina do bicker a lot, its true, and you will be seeing more of it in later chapters and throughout the story! Wish I belonged to Hogwarts…::begins moping::

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Thanks so much to all my reviewers, you guys are great and I really enjoy hearing from all of you! Like I said in the shout out to Lauren… well, just read that shout out if you want to know about future plans. Basically, it's all explained right up there! Third paragraph in!

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Chapter 6- Classes and Cuts

BEEP BZZZ BEEP BZZZ BEEP BZZZ BEEP-

SLAM!

George rolled over and put his face deeper into the pillow.

BEEP BZZZ BEEP BZZZ-

SLAM!

"I thought I already turned that darn thing off…" George mumbled, rolling out of bed and falling to the floor, sitting there for a while.

BEEP BZZZ-

"I'M UP!" George yelled, standing up and grabbing the alarm clock, throwing it in his bed and attempting to smother it with his pillow.

"…And some of us weren't…" Lee said, wiping his eyes and looking at the alarm clock at the side of his bed.

"It's Tuesday," Fred mumbled to no one in particular. "Perfect."

"Whoopee," George said sarcastically. "Herbology… my favourite."

Lee got out of bed and walked over to his dresser. "You're complaining? I have History Of Magic! You try staying awake in a class where a dead old ghost reads straight out of a 500-year-old textbook straight in the morning! Let alone, take notes! All he does is move his fat ass into that chair and stays there the whole time, letting the poor souls of the classroom listen to his droning voice, going on forever and ever and ever and ever, never stopping, never ceasing, never- never-…!"

Fred took hold of Lee's shoulders as he hyperventilated.

"It will be okay." Fred said slowly. He turned to George and watched him glance over at the old piece of parchment.

"I dibs shower first, anyways…" Lee said, now back into his soft and scratchy morning voice, which sounded dead bored and slow.

When Lee left, Fred turned a worried face to George.

"What?" George asked, turning around so he wouldn't have to watch a mirror image of himself, staring at him like that.

"I should have burned that parchment… it's turned into a obsession, hasn't it?" Fred asked.

George shut his eyes. "No," he said, blinking them open again, "No, its not that… look, I really think that if we got rid of it, that it would be a huge mistake is all. It has this aurora-…"

"You sound like that crazy Hag, Treelawney." Fred said, now looking for his robes.

"Trust me," George said, "I'll find out what it's for."

"It's just a piece of yellowing parchment! The most good it's for would be a museum… they'd like to see a piece of parchment that old." Fred said, chuckling. "I just think you've gone crazy… too much work I bet. Now you're starting to think that everything's bewitched. Sooner or later, you're going to turn out like dad… collecting plugs and fighting bewitched muggle items."

George laughed. "It's not the type of thing that interests me."

"No, and I know it too, it's just that… your over-reacting. We should put our time into pranks, not into finding out if that old yellow parchment has any use." Fred said.

George shrugged. "Okay," He said, tucking it into his robe pocket. "Don't worry about it, all right?"

"I wasn't the one worrying…" Fred began.

George glanced as his twin and the two of them headed down the staircase.

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"So Alicia, what are you planning to do today?" Angelina asked.

Alicia tugged at her low and messy pigtails. "What do you mean?"

"Well, today has a free period at the end of the day because of Quidditch-…" Angelina began.

Alicia perked up. "I'm going to watch the tryouts!"

Angelina shrugged. "You know you can't try out." She said, slinging her bag over her shoulder as the two began heading downstairs. "They never let first-years in."

"I know." Alicia said, "But next year, I want to try out… at least be a reserve."

"For what, Keeper?" Angelina asked.

Alicia stifled a laugh. "Yeah, right! I couldn't stop something if you paid me… well I could, but that's not the point-…"

"So, seeker then?" Angelina asked, not allowing Alicia to answer and then walking around her in circles and looking her over. "Your small enough for it, that will make you nice and quick…"

Alicia crossed her arms over herself a tad defensively at the fact that Angelina had called her small. Even though it wasn't an insult, she still became defensive at the point. "No, as a matter of fact, I was planning to be a-…"

"Beater! Oh no, Alicia! I know you can be a tom-boy sometimes, but really- a beater?" Angelina ranted.

Alicia stared at Angelina with an eyebrow raised.

"What?" She asked, stopping in her tracks.

"Your forgetting Chaser." Alicia said. "I'm going to be a Chaser." She answered promptly.

"Oh! Good idea!" Angelina said ecstatically.

The two girls walked into the Great hall and sat by Lee, Fred, and George.

"Morning." Alicia said, cheerfully.

"What you so happy about?" Fred asked.

Alicia shrugged. "Free period at the end of the day today. I miss Potions."

George smiled. "Me too. What are you planning to do on your free period, Alicia?" George asked.

She shrugged. "Oh, you know…" She said casually, "Watch the Quidditch tryouts." She then added quickly, showing her excitement.

"You want to try out for Quidditch next year?" Lee asked.

Alicia nodded.

"You'd make a nice seeker." Fred said nodding. "Nice choice Leesh."

"I'm not-…" Alicia began.

"Yeah, you're the perfect size for it." Lee agreed, grabbing some bacon.

"But I don't-…" Alicia began again.

"I think you'll make it." Fred said.

Alicia sighed. "Fred, I-…" She barely tried that time as Lee continued to interrupt her.

"Perfectly chosen. Oh, hey! Oliver!" Lee said as Oliver sat down. "Alicia is going to be trying out for Quidditch next year." He said.

Oliver's face lit up. "Perfect! I'm sure you'll make seeker, Alicia."

"I'm NOT-…" Alicia tried again as she felt her anger build.

George just continued looking at the scene, watching Alicia's reddening cheeks as she tried to interrupt them.

Percy sat down beside Oliver and started to listen in on the discussion.

"You're perfect build for Seeker." Oliver said, scratching his chin and looking at her.

Percy rolled his eyes. "You're not going to be joining Quidditch are you Alicia?" He didn't wait for an answer. "I thought you knew better than that. Oh well, you'll be a good Seeker for Gryffindor I guess-…"

Alicia stood up immediately. "I'm not going to be seeker!" She said.

Everyone looked up at her.

Her face reddened in embarrassment. "I meant uh-… I want to be Chaser… not seeker."

Angelina who had been quiet through the whole discussion nodded and pulled Alicia down.

"You're embarrassing yourself." She said through teeth.

Alicia gave her a small smile and quickly became interested in the cereal floating in the bowl in front of her.

"Well, what are the rest of your going to do on break?" Fred asked.

Angelina shrugged. "I want to get my essay finished for History of Magic. I'll probably spend a bit of my time in the library." She said.

Lee shrugged. "I have detention… with Snape." He said.

Everyone groaned at the thought, and then Lee looked to Fred and George.

"What about you two?" He asked.

"We're going to watch the tryouts too." George said, and Fred nodded.

Brilliant. Thought Alicia.

Lee looked at his watch. "Ah! I need to get to History Of Magic!" He said, running out of the room.

The others slowly got up and headed in a group to Herbology. Reaching the correct greenhouse for that day's lesson, they found an empty table and looking to Professor Sprout who was staring at ugly plants that were moving their leaves around and trying to slice her hand off as she clapped excitedly and looked at them lovingly.

"All right, class." She announced. "Today is a very special lesson, on caring for Tanulera Pondonims."

Alicia sighed. 'Great,' she thought, looking at the menacing looking plants.

"I'll hand them around." Professor Sprout said, pushing the plants down the rows of kids so that each of them had one.

George looked at the plant. It had a red bulb that hadn't opened and looked as though it didn't open. Its stem was a long and lanky body, so that the bulb was weighing it down and it was hunched over, almost touching the ground. The red pulp had spiky yellow teeth and a lashing snake tongue, and no eyes. Lastly, the leaves that stuck out from its body were spiked and quick, moving and trying to cause harm to anything that went near it.

"Put on your dragon skin gloves please." Professor Sprout ordered, so the students dug into their bags and pulled out brown, black, peach, green, or grey gloves made from dragon hide and skin.

George slid his hand-me-down gloves on and Fred did the same. Their gloves were black, and chipped, belonging to Bill and Percy. Charlie had refused to use dragon-skin gloves and had gotten his hands cut, burnt and any other thing imaginable in the process of Herbology.

Angelina had nice smooth brown gloves that matched her eyes and skin, and she delicately slipped them on her hands, moving her fingers around and trying to break them in. Alicia had a pair of green gloves and they fit her hands loosely. She tried to shove them on a bit better, but her hands were fairly small.

"Okay class, who can tell me what is the use for Tanulera Pondonims?" She asked.

Alicia raised her hand, as well as one other Hufflepuff.

"Mrs. Spinnet." Professor Sprout said.

Alicia put her hand down and then sighed, getting ready to answer the question. "Tanulera Pondonims are plants that require a lot of shade to grow, and some fertile soil. This is because their use is for reviving people from dreamless sleep, or a coma. They can only be effective with other ingredients as well, and they are most effective when grown with extreme care and there are no injuries to the plants bulb, which is usually in danger because it is so low to the ground. Sometimes, if there are injuries to the bulb, the medication will not work at all. Furthermore, these plants are prized with animals such as dragons and fire-fairies, because their bulb has fire-seeds in them and they are used as food." She said, feeling the red-ness from her face float away from embarrassment.

"EXCELLENT WORK!" Professor Sprout said happily. "Twenty points to Gryffindor!"

Angelina gave Alicia a hug and Fred and George each patted her on the back.

"Nice work, Leesh!" Fred said.

Angelina smiled. "This brings Gryffindor up quite a bit!" She said.

"Enough chatter," Professor Sprout, said to the class as it broke out in voices. "It's time to cut the leaves off of the stems. These leaves are also used for different medications that help with being paralysed or knocked out." She said. "Take the trimmers beside you and very carefully, not to injure the bulb, cut them off. They will grow back."

The class broke into voices once more as people grabbed hold of the trimmers and tried to work around the plants bulb and snatching teeth, trying to grab hold of a leaf and trim it off. This proved much more difficult than imagined because the students, after having to worry about the bulb, also had to worry about the leaves which flailed around, trying to cut the gloves skin with its sharp edges.

Professor Sprout watched the class happily, and then hobbled over to a Hufflepuff student who had grabbed the plants neck, and she began to scold him for his action.

"Don't hurt the bulb?" George muttered, "That's impossible, this thing is out to hurt us!" He said.

Alicia smiled at George, who she had now made a fun game out of fighting with, and said, "Of course, because you hurt them just by looking at them. And they don't even have eyes."

Fred laughed and George shrugged.

Angelina had already finished with her Tanulera Pondonim and was now trying to help a cowering Hufflepuff who seemed deathly afraid of the plants teeth.

Alicia looked at her plant and sighed. "This thing wont let me get any leaves at all!"

Fred had actually managed to get two of the plants leaves, and his seemed to be fairly cooperative, sitting there and looking almost asleep, waving its head back and forth lazily.

Alicia moved her hand quickly towards it and it gave a growl as she grabbed onto a leaf and tried to cut it off. Its other leaf moved down and gave her arm a quick cut where the glove was starting to slip off.

She gasped and drew her hand back quickly, holding it in her other hand and squeezing where she had been cut. Moving her hand, she looked at a fairly large and extremely deep gash that ran two inches down from her pinkie finger and to the very edge of her wrist.

George, who seemed to be the only one who had noticed at the time, turned to her quickly, a look of shock on his face. "Are you all right?" He asked.

Alicia tried to smile. "Yeah, Weasley, I'm fine." She snapped. "Just like a paper cut." She said.

George gave her a look that showed he didn't really believe her.

"What?" She asked, trying to sound innocent. "Keep your freckled nose out of my business." She said through the pain.

"Alicia-…" He began.

"Student's pack up! End of class! Bring your leaves up to the front and put them in a pile, and leave the plant where it is." Professor Sprout said, running over to a table where students were piling their leaves.

Alicia quickly took the one leaf she managed to get and put it in the pile, going over in a corner and grabbing a white cloth, wrapping it around her hand and walking over to the exit of the door. Angelina met up with her and Alicia smiled, pulling her robes over her hand and walking out with her.

"What do you have now again?" Angelina asked.

"Transfiguration." She said. "You?"

"Defence Against The Dark Arts, with Fred." She said.

"All right, see you." She waved Angelina off as she went to meet up with Fred. Alicia walked along the field toward the opposite end of the school, feeling a throbbing in her hand.

"Alicia!" George called, running towards her.

She sighed and stopped slowly turning around. "Hi." She said, blankly.

"Hey." He said. "Ready for that Quiz in Transfiguration?"

She shrugged. "I guess. I spent last night teaching Lee the spell. I think he'll do good." She said.

After a while of silence, George sighed. "Sorry about what happened in Herbology." He said.

"What?" Alicia asked.

"Well you know, where you sort of yelled at me." He said. "I guess it wasn't really any of my business."

"No, it was nice of you, I guess. But I mean, it was sort of my fault for snapping at you. I wasn't in a good mood." She said.

"Is that an apology?" He teased, giving her a lopsided grin.

"It's nothing." Alicia said, defensively.

He laughed and then shook his head as they reached the door. Walking in, he looked at her hand. "Well, are you all right then?" He asked casually.

'No'

"Yeah, I'm fine." Alicia answered.

"Sure?" He asked.

'What do you think? I was just sliced practically in two!'

"Yeah, positive." She said.

They reached Transfiguration and they walked in, finding Lee and sitting with him.

"Hey." Lee said.

"Hey Lee," Alicia greeted, "have a good time in History Of Magic?"

Lee shrugged. "I fell asleep by accident and Snape just had to walk in to talk to Binns. I gained another detention with Snape, even when Binns didn't really care at all! And I mean, I tried my hardest to stay awake…"

"Bad luck, Lee." George said, taking out his wand, a Quill, and his textbook.

Lee played with his Quill on his desk, and Alicia proceeded to get what she needed for the lesson as well.

"At least I think I'll do okay on this test, thanks to you, Alicia." Lee said with a small smile.

Professor McGonagall walked into class in her cat form, jumping on a desk and peering at all of the students. It soon became silent when the class saw the cat, sitting still and perched on the desk. Quickly, McGonagall jumped off the desk and turned into human form in mid jump. Straightening her hat, she gave her wand a small wave and on the chalkboard appeared the words, 'Quiz Today'.

"Welcome to Transfiguration. Today, like it was announced yesterday, is a Quiz. Change a sowing needle into a Quill. The needle will be grey, which will make the Quill grey, and there are extra marks to who can make their Quill a different colour when transformed." She said. "Carrie Apples, if you would go first, please."

The blonde ravenclaw walked up to the front of the class and muttered the spell, transforming the needle. It stayed the same, except there were some feathers poking through, which were all grey.

"Lee fancies her." George whispered.

"Do not!" Lee said quickly.

A few more students were called, some who were able to turn it into a regular grey quill, and others who had either managed to turn it into a needle with feathers, or just the stem of the quill and no feathers at all.

"Lee Jordan!" McGonagall called.

Lee reached the front and turned it into a rough looking Quill, but a quill all the same.

"Thank you, Jordan." McGonagall said, marking his grade on the clipboard she was holding.

Lee hopped back to the seat and sighed. "I did it!" He said happily.

"You sure did, Lee." Alicia said, patting his arm.

McGonagall called other student up, and soon reached Alicia.

"Alicia Spinnet."

Alicia grabbed her wand and tucked her left hand in her pocket, which she noticed, was still throbbing. McGonagall gave her a smile, and with a wave of Alicia's wand, the needle was transformed into a shiny black quill stem, with an abundance of smooth feathers, each a different colour.

McGonagall clapped and smiled at Alicia. "Excellent work, Alicia." She congratulated, and Alicia took her spot in the class once more.

Lee nodded and smiled at Alicia. "Nice." He said.

George smiled. "You're a natural at Transfiguration, Alicia." He said.

She smiled. "Thanks."

Soon, it was George's turn as well, and he managed to turn the needle into a soft quill, still grey, and fairly short on feathers.

"Good. Thank you Mr. Weasley." McGonagall said, and George took a seat.

Shortly after, class was dismissed and Alicia, George and Lee headed to the Great Hall for lunch. Meeting up with Angelina, and Fred, they sat down by Oliver and quickly; they were brought into a heated discussion on who was going to make the Quidditch team, that was brought on by Oliver.

"Well you're Keeper still, Oliver. They can't cut you out." Alicia reasoned.

"I guess we'll have to find out later today." Angelina said, grabbing some macaroni and pushing it around on the plate.

"I think I'll go and fix up my notes for History Of Magic." Alicia said, leaving the room and heading to the library.

George and Lee headed off outside, and Oliver looked over at the clock and muttered something about going to practice some Quidditch.

Angelina glanced over at Fred who was sitting at the table, looking through some notes.

"What are those?" Angelina asked.

"Plans." He answered.

She shrugged. "What type of plans?"

Fred looked up. "Why?"

She shrugged again. "Just wondering."

"Oh, you know… regular plans… like pranks and that." He said casually.

Angelina frowned, but decided to not say anything for once. She didn't feel like fighting. "So…" She began.

"So, what?" Fred asked, closing his notebook and shoving it in his bag.

"What are you still doing here?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

Angelina smiled. "Well, George and Lee are off somewhere else and-…"

"I felt like staying here. Why aren't you with Alicia?" He asked.

Angelina shrugged. "I didn't feel like looking over History Of Magic right now." She said.

"Do you like shrugging?" He teased.

She shook her head and laughed. "I don't know." She shrugged once more.

Fred stood up and put his bag over his shoulder.

"Where are you heading?" Angelina asked.

Fred looked at his watch. "Outside. I figured I'd go down by the lake." He said.

"All right. I'll come too." Angelina said. "Oh, if that's all right…" She added.

Fred smiled. "It's good. I wouldn't mind some company. It's nice out today is all, and the Great Hall is feeling a bit stuffy." He said, looking at the ceiling and seeing the image of the sun.

"I agree." Angelina said, walking beside him and then reaching the door. The two headed outside and down to the lake. Fred threw his bag to the grass and leaned up against a tree.

Angelina looked out at the lake, watching some of the Giant Squid's tentacles reaching out of the water, stretching and then slapping back into the water once more. "I like it here." Angelina said to no one in particular.

Fred looked up and watched her as she looked out over the water, her coca skin gleaming in the sunlight, and her chocolate-brown lips parted slightly in amazement at the Giant Squid that was floating around somewhere beneath the water.

"It's nice, isn't it?" He asked.

Angelina smiled and looked over to him. "Not just here, but I mean, Hogwarts. I didn't really know what to expect when I first came here."

Fred shrugged. "Yeah. It's nice. My brothers told me about it."

Angelina smiled. "My older sisters came here." She said. "They never really explained this place well. Only said they really liked it here. That's about it." She shrugged.

Fred looked over the lake. Angelina was beautiful. She was stubborn too… but she really knew what to say sometimes. She made him think, too. He sighed as his stomach jumped at the thought of her. But what did it mean?

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Alicia ran into the Girls toilets and looked at the floor of the stalls to see if there were any shoes to indicate people will in here. She looked around and over her shoulder and shrugged at the sight of no one around.

Standing in front of a sink, she tried to turn it on but it wouldn't work. She looked at the knob and there was a snake imprinted on it, but it didn't look out of order. She shrugged and went to the sink beside it; turning it on and watching the water run out and down the drain. She looked into the mirror and pushed her hair out of her face, straightening her bangs and trying to tame her slightly curly, wavy auburn hair that was tied loosely into two low pigtails.

Then, looking around once more, she took off the now purple cloth that was wrapped around her hand and dropped it into the sink and her hand seared with sudden pain.

"Ow… shoot." She said, putting her hand under the cold water and watching some of the purple blood run from her hand and cleaning it slightly. Then, she took her hand out from under the water and once again, blood started to build and slide down the side of her hand.

"Oh… that does look awful." A cheerful voice came from behind her.

Alicia screamed and jumped, turning around and seeing no one there.

"Who- what-…?" Alicia began.

"What's that from?" She felt something cold wash through her hand and she looked to her left to see a small girl ghost, poking her hand with her finger, but just going through it.

Alicia's mouth dropped and slowly she walked forward, away from the ghost.

"Who are you?" Alicia asked.

"Myrtle. But that's not the point… does it hurt?" She asked happily.

Alicia nodded, and the girl who seemed to be named Myrtle, began laughing shrilly.

"Where did you get it?" She asked, clapping.

Alicia scowled and brought her hand close to her. "A plant." She said bluntly, feeling stupid on how dumb it sounded.

Myrtle gave a scream of laughter, flew into the air, and then plunged into a toilet, throwing water everywhere.

Quickly, Alicia grabbed a new white cloth and wrapped it around her hand, walking out of the loo and quickly down the hall. That ghost was defiantly weird.

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"The main reason for this was because Nina the Nasty wasn't good with spells. Shown on page two-hundred and forty-seven, which we can turn to-…" Professor Binns droned.

Hardly anyone made to flip to the page, and those who did made it particularly annoying by flipping one page at a time out of sheer boredom.

"Now, in paragraph four it says that Nina the Nasty shared rooms with Helga the Horrible, and they got on nicely."

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, imagine those catfights." Fred said with a snicker, and Angelina was quick to hit him on the arm.

Alicia was sitting and staring off into space, clenching and unclenching her left hand beneath the table and trying to feel circulation in her fingers, while George was peacefully snoring behind his propped up textbook.

"Wonder how Lee's doing with those plants in Herbology." Fred whispered to anyone who was listening.

Angelina shrugged. "I don't know, but I bet if you got cut it would be awful. I made a close call."

Fred nodded. "Yeah, I agree."

Alicia nodded and then glanced to a sleeping George. She elbowed him in the ribs and he awoke, looking around.

"At least try to concentrate." She said to him.

He yawned and looked at the ghost in the chair. Then he looked to Alicia. "I tried. Now I'm done." He said.

Alicia sighed. "You have to be an experiment for artificial stupidity." She said.

He laughed. "I try."

Just then, Binns coughed very loudly and made most of the students jump. Then he looked at the clock and told the students that they were out early today.

There was a large stampede to the exit, and Fred, Angelina, Alicia and George lazily got up from where they were sitting and made their way out of the empty classroom. Silently, they walked down the hallways and after a few more yawns, Lee appeared around the corner.

"Hey guys." He said. "Evil, rotten little plants tried to attack me, and none of you told me about them." He pouted.

"Well, you know… we thought it'd be nice for you to find out for yourself." Fred said.

Lee rolled his eyes.

"Well where are you heading?" Asked Angelina.

"Double detention with Snape." Lee said in a monotone voice.

"Awww! You poor thing." Angelina said.

"I think I deserve a kiss for that." Lee said winking and pointing to his cheek.

Alicia laughed. "That was a really good try." She said.

Lee shrugged. "Well you know. See you around!" He said, walking down the hall and the opposite way of them.

"I better hit the library. Alicia, you were smart to finish your essay at lunch." Angelina admitted, and she turned down another corner toward the library.

"Guess it's just you and us." Fred said to Alicia, smiling.

George laughed.

"Yay." Alicia said sarcastically.

The twins threw their arms around her shoulders and began dragging her down the hall towards the door, and then to the pitch. They reached the pitch and the twins gave a high-five to Oliver, and then they brought Alicia to sit at the stands and watch the tryouts.

There were three chasers, Matt, Carly, and Sam. Matt and Carly were in their last year, while Samantha was in her second last year. They flew around the pitch, showing off their talents to the group of people who were about to audition. Oliver was of course, Keeper, and he was blocking almost every throw they gave, and the two beaters were Corey and Wayne. Last but defiantly not least, was the seeker, Jennifer. She was skinny and quick, in her fifth or sixth year.

Alicia had to admit that some of the people were quite good, as the nervous students lined up to try out to be reserves for the team. Some however, were horrible and looked, as though they had never played before. Alicia hadn't played before, but she enjoyed watching. She hadn't ever ridden a broom either, but she was to be taught next term with Madame Hooch. She hoped she would be good enough next year to be able to play.

The throbbing in her hand increased and she looked down and saw that the white cloth was now soaked in blood and yet again, purple. She looked to George and saw that he was staring at her with a confused look on his face. Quickly, she tucked her hand in her pocket and smiled, standing up and beginning to run down the stands and across the field.

When she reached the school, she could hear her hollow footsteps ring across the silent and empty hallways as she ran. Then she heard another set of footsteps, heavier and larger, quickly advancing.

"Alicia, wait!" George called out.

Alicia swung around the corridor and then looked at the girl's toiletries. She remembered that a ghost named Myrtle was in there, but it didn't matter… George wasn't going to follow her into the girl's washroom.

Opening the door, she ran into it and put her hands onto her knee's, panting, but quickly took her left hand off her knee because of the searing pain. She rested her back against the wall and closed her eyes, hearing the door creak open and someone come in.

"Alicia." George said.

Alicia jumped up. "George! This is a GIRL'S washroom! Unless you're confused, you seem to be a guy, unless all this time I was right and Angelina was wrong." Alicia said.

"This isn't a time for your games, Alicia." George said seriously.

'Damn… he knows.'

"What do you mean, George?" Alicia asked sweetly. "I thought you'd enjoy a good game of tag is all…"

"Stop, Alicia." George said. "What's wrong with your ha-…"

"My hair? Oh, well I noticed it was a bit flat this morning." She said, turning to the mirror and looking at her reflection. She could see George standing behind her, looking worried and a bit annoyed.

"Your hand, Alicia. You know that's what I'm talking about." He said.

Alicia sighed. "Leave me alone, okay?" She snapped. She turned around and looked at the sad look on his face and quickly closed her eyes so she didn't have to see it, yet the feeling of guilt still hit her stomach like a ton of bricks.

"I just want to help you… you aren't weak if you need to go see the school nurse, Alicia. It just means that accident's happen, and no one is going to think less of you-…" George began.

"Look, I'm fine!" Alicia said, as the room began to spin slightly. "Ah, you're giving me a headache." She said, putting her hand to her forehead.

"Alicia, come on. I'll take you to Madame Pomfrey…" George said.

"No, George I don't need your help-…" Alicia began, but she couldn't finish her sentence, because she was rocking dangerously on the tips of her toes. She looked at George and then put both hands to her forehead and fell forwards onto the floor, not moving.

"Alicia!" George ran over to her side and turned her over. He looked at her face, how she lay there, finally peaceful, her mouth slack and her eyes calm and closed. He looked at her chest and saw it moving up and down slowly with every breath she took.

'Thank god.'

"Don't worry, Alicia." George whispered to her, picking her up in his arms and walking to the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Asked a voice.

George turned around and saw a girl ghost with glasses and a pudgy face, scowling at him. He was so shocked, he almost dropped Alicia, but he regained his control and stared at her, unbelieving.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Myrtle. You might know me as 'Moaning Myrtle', but I don't appreciate that." Myrtle said, looking at the redhead.

"Right. I don't have time for this." George said, turning.

"You're a boy." Myrtle said.

George sighed. "Really? That I couldn't tell for myself." He said sarcastically.

"Thought you'd want to know that this is a girl's washroom. Not a boys." Myrtle said, matter-of-factly.

"Have you been here for a while, Myrtle?" George asked.

The ghost nodded. "I don't leave unless I want to go through the taps to the swamp or lake or something. Or another bathroom." She said.

George smiled sarcastically. "Nice to know. But were you not listening to a word that we were saying just now?" He asked. He was beginning to worry that if he didn't get to the hospital wing soon, the turnout wouldn't be very good. As well, no matter how small and light Alicia was, his arms were getting fairly tired.

"Well I don't know. I was just saying…" She said. "Goodbye." Then she gave a scream, and jumped into a toilet.

George shook his head and walked out of the bathroom, beginning to pick up speed as he ran down the hall, toward the Hospital wing.

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Wow, I sort of lost track of what I planned was going to happen in that chapter, so I had to change the title. But I guess I'll continue with what was planned in the next chapter, but this one was important I think because it had a lot of information in it about what goes on in the school and their classes. As well, some might notice that Alicia is getting nicer to George. Well, they are friends- sort of… see, Alicia doesn't know how to act around George, and she enjoys the fights they have, and she hasn't yet seen him as a valued friend yet. Don't worry; they'll become closer as time goes on. George of course, is always watching out for her. But anyways, I guess you'll have to wait to see what happens.

Just have to say that if you ask me to read your story, I most likely will, it just might take me time because sometimes I can be really busy. And if you noticed I haven't read yours and it's been a while, feel free to ask me again, because sometimes I forget to remember.

Anyways, thanks for reading and please do review. I will just have to continue with the story if you do review. If you don't, well, you don't want to know what happens then. So please just don't read and move on, but review! I love hearing from you, even if it's just a small review saying, 'keep going'!

-Kit