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Chapter one: dreams

I was sitting in the armchair next to the fire when I heard footsteps coming up next to me. I looked up and smiled warmly.

"Alicia, can I see you for a moment? I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up into his green eyes and I practically died right on the spot.

"Sure George...everything alright?" I asked a little scared. Since when does George Weasley ask to speak with me alone?

"Fine, I've just been dying to do this." George leaned over and grabbed my face, pushing his lips onto mine. The kiss was amazing, and when I finally pulled back so I could look into his eyes I realized the boy I was kissing wasn't George! It was Oliver Wood.

"My, my, Alicia!" Oliver started to say, I saw his mouth open but I couldn't hear at all. I looked over Oliver's shoulder and saw someone but I couldn't make it out. All I could hear was loud beeping that seemed to get louder and louder.

I sat up and my eyes popped open as wide as saucers and my breathing was very uneven. I looked out the window and saw that it was still dark outside. I looked at my clock which read 5:45 and I rolled over and turned the alarm off. I forgot to change the time. I laid back down in my warm bed wondering about my weird dream. I heard the same familiar steps coming down the hallway and then there was a gentle knock on my door.

"Come in" I mumbled softly, sitting up and throwing my feet over my bed so they could touch the ground. The door creaked open and my dad came into view.

"Morning poppet. I heard you didn't turn your alarm off so I wanted to come and turn it off but you're awake now. It's kinda early to be up, you don't have to be up for another 2 hours or so then its off to Hogwarts for another year!" my dad explained excitedly. I smiled up at my dad and nodded. Hogwarts sounds so good right about now.

"Well try to get some sleep poppet" my dad said before closing the door.

I laid back down stared at the ceiling. I couldn't go back to sleep, all I could do is think about George. I rolled over to look at the pictures on my night stand but for some reason out of all the pictures, I couldn't stop looking at the one of George and I. It was a picture of us last year during Christmas, I was thanking him for his gift by grabbing his face and kissing his cheek while he was laughing. I started to feel warm and tired. I smiled to myself and couldn't stop thinking about how amazing he is and how much I care for him. However, I had to push those thought out of my mind because George will never see me like that and plus, I'm kind of seeing Oliver. Kind of.

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So yeah. That was my first chapter to my first fan fic. So please review and be nice.

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