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Hogsmeade
I lost all my friends, I lost it all. They won't talk to me, I felt invisible in the world.
"Alicia, are you okay?" Sam asked. I looked at him and nodded.
"So where do you want to go?" he asked.
"I don't know. Where do you want to go?" I asked.
"Anywhere you want to go to," he asked.
"You pick," I said.
"Umm… Honeydukes?" he asked. I nodded. We bought some sweets and we decided to drink butterbeer inside Hogshead. It wasn't as good as my father's, but it was my all-time favorite. The one being sold in my father's business has too many artificial flavors; the genuine butter beer really came from Hogshead, and it really tastes real.
"So how are you?" he asked.
"Fine, you?"
"Great."
"So what do you love to do?" he asked again. I shrugged.
"Hang out with my friends, sometimes I sing, mostly with my friends Katie and Angelina, we all love music, pondering about life, and lots of other stuff. What about you?" I asked. I remembered when Angelina, Katie and I were in 3rd year, the sleepover was in Katie's house, and we decided to sing songs and dance around. It was really fun. We also made up songs too; I've got a bunch of lyrics at home now. We sure had fun.
"Well, I love to read books, travel, and photography," he answered. I nodded.
Oh how I miss that so much. Suddenly, I heard the door of the shop swing open. Some people came in. And unfortunately, they were Oliver, Katie, Fred, Angelina, and George.
"You know, maybe we should walk outside," I suggested.
"But you're not yet done with your butterbeer," he pointed out. I shook my head, "No it's okay."
He nodded and we both stood up from our seats. I took a glimpse at them and then turned my head to the door. We both left the shop. I remembered what I saw. I saw Oliver's arm around Katie, Fred was talking to Angelina, but George saw me. He saw me look at him, and when he did, he turned his head away.
"Alicia," Sam began, "I really like you."
I looked at him, he seemed serious about it. His blue eyes showed sincerity.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, you're friendly, you're talented, and you're not like the others," he sighed. For some reason, I think I'm crushing on Sam. All I thought of him was just an ordinary guy that girls just fall in love with, but he's different. He's just different from what I thought.
"You too," I said. But I wasn't sure what I just said. I guess I was being too polite. But what should I say then, "You're not"? I don't think so.
He smiled and leaned closer to me, I just knew then what was he going to do. I wasn't prepared, but I closed my eyes anyway, then he kissed me on the lips. I was a bit scared; I had never done it before. Then he backed away and made a shy smile on his face, made me laugh a bit.
"Sorry, I should've told you-"
"No, it's okay," I said, "I just never done it before…"
He laughed, I just shrugged and smiled. Then there was awkward silence. I scanned around the streets trying to not make it feel so awkward. But there was worse. When I looked to the right, I saw the gang. I immediately turned my head away and covered my face from that side. Then I heard footsteps, and then I saw them, pass by me and Sam. And I swear I saw Fred glare at me. That was bad, it was Fred. I've never seen Fred glare before, and when I did, it makes me feel I don't want to see him glare at me again.
"So, where to next?" Sam asked. I just shrugged.
Room
I was sitting on my bed, looking out a nearby window. I had a bad feeling that Quidditch Practice today won't be good at all. Maybe the only I'll talk to is Harry. At least that's good, I really want to bond with my little brother. Well, at least I treat him one. I kind of pity him after what happened a few days ago, but he seems okay. I don't know what's up with that boy, saving people. For some people, it's getting annoying. For me, well, I don't really mind it honestly. I think its part of him to do so, besides, without him, I don't know what life will be in Hogwarts. Probably just ordinary and Gryffindor would suck.
I saw Angelina and Katie enter the room, but of course, they ignored me. I guess they were pissed when they saw Sam kiss me in front of them. But I had no control over it, well; I could've at least done something. But it just happened.
I was doing my homework then, they were done. They just didn't want to do theirs here because I was here. So they went to the library like the other students. This was breaking tradition; we always did our homework together in our room. But things changed.
"Quidditch Practice?" Angelina asked Katie. Katie dumped her stuff on her bed, Angelina too.
"Yeah," she replied as she tried to get everything in order.
"What time?" Angelina asked. Katie checked her watch, "in 20 minutes?"
"With time to change to robes or without?"
"Without," Katie replied.
"Darn it."
"Come on, let's go," Katie said while leaving the room, Angelina followed. I sighed; this whole silent treatment thing is making me lonely.
Quidditch Practice
I was just under a tree, reminiscing. Katie was talking to Oliver on the field. Fred, George and Angelina were all talking about pranks and other stuff. I saw Harry coming up to me; he must've been talking to Fred and George too. But he doesn't know a thing about anything happening.
"Hey Alicia," he greeted, "What are you doing here?"
"Enjoying my life," I sarcastically said, "you?"
"Quite fine," he replied, "Something's up with the team, you know."
"You just don't know, Harry," I sighed.
"Don't you think Katie and Oliver are together too much? Also Fred and Angelina?" Harry asked.
"Yup, just to break it to you, Angelina and Fred has been a couple for at least three years," I told him. I saw Harry's jaw drop.
"And Katie and Oliver has been for at least… a month I guess," I told him. Then I saw Harry's eyes bulge.
"And you and George-?"
I shook my head, "No, that's not going to happen."
"Oh, I just thought so," Harry said, "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Well…" I began, beginning to laugh, "…You were just too young."
"Ha-ha" he sarcastically laughed, "Will these stuff happen to me when I'm older?"
"Yes, and trust me. You won't like it," I told him and messed up his hair with my hand. Then I saw Oliver signaling us to come in the field, which means practice is going to start.
"Now let's start," Oliver began, "Weasleys and Potter are in that side. Harry, get the snitch while bludgers are on loose. Now Johnson, Bell and Spinnet, near the goalposts and practice passing. I'll tell you start scoring after I check up on Fred, George and Harry."
I kicked the ground and lifted my broom with me, on the air. We all started passing the Quaffle, but we were all quiet.
"Okay, let's start scoring," Oliver said and he guarded the goalposts. We were all quiet, I hated it. I wanted to break the silence, it was driving me mad. Angelina was giving me glares; Katie didn't stop her, not even Oliver.
"I give up," I muttered and descended to the ground. I ran off the field and headed back to the castle.
Next Day
Sam invited me for breakfast, but he didn't know what was really going on. But anyway, he invited me, out of the blue. But I guess these are things that are going to happen when you have boyfriend.
"What's your first class?" he asked.
"Unfortunately, my first class is Potions," I replied. He laughed.
"Same here, can I walk you to class?" he asked. I laughed.
"Why are you being polite?" I asked.
"I just want to know what you want," he replied. Gosh, he's so sweet.
"Well, it's okay if you walk me to class, but you don't have to be that polite," I laughed.
"Well, maybe I just am," he laughed. Sam really is a nice guy, he respects you, he's polite, and he's friendly, he cares and sweet. I never realized having a boyfriend would be that beneficial, but somehow, I just don't think I really like him. Yes, maybe infatuated by his good looks and sweet personality already, but my heart is drawn more to George. I really couldn't help but think of George from time to time. From time to time, I would hate myself, I would hate him, I would be happy yet I would be sad. I was confused. I guess I was really meant for George.
Shush it, you got Sam now.
"Well, it's time for class, let's go," he said. I nodded and we both walked to class. He then held my hand, it was rather awkward. I wanted to let go, but he was my boyfriend. People were staring, girls were whispering, I guess it was normal. But, I felt weird; it was like I didn't want him to hold my hand. I wanted to let go. And why does the Potions classroom have to be so far? Merlin, I feel like suing Snape.
As most stories go, Snape always pairs up people in Potions class. And in most stories, he "coincidentally" pairs up a person with the most unlikely person on earth. It depends actually, with the story. For example, he can pair up Harry and Draco, if this story were about enemies such and such. If it was like mine, he would most likely pair me up with George.
And my theory was correct. Damn it.
"Follow the exact instructions on the board," Snape said and watched us place in the right potion ingredients.
As most stories go, the main character messes up in Potions and gets detention with her partner. It will be very awkward yet that's how most stories go.
"What does it say?" George asked, "Hurry."
"Wait, one bat wing and three lizard tails," I replied. He nodded and placed the ingredients on the cauldron.
"Mix ingredients to the left," I said again.
"To the left… then?"
"Two drops of dragon saliva," I said, "Stop being impatient."
"I think it's three," he said, "And I'm impatient because I want to stay away from you as possible."
"Ugh, still pissed about yesterday?" I complained.
"Yeah, and you too." He said. I rolled my eyes.
"No it's two," I said to change the subject.
"Three."
"Shut up."
"No you shut up."
"The blackboard says two," I pointed out.
"But in the book says it's three," he said.
"No it said two," I protested, "You're confusing it with the mandrake leaves."
"It said three."
"Follow the blackboard you dimwit," I told him. He placed in two drops of dragon saliva to the concoction.
"What's next?"
"Wait until it boils," I replied.
"But it's not boiling," he said.
"Then you wait." I forced in, "You're getting on my nerves."
"It does take three drops," he said.
"No it doesn't!"
Then it began to boil. I calmed down.
"I told you so," I said. He rolled his eyes and muttered "I'm still waiting for the bludger."
"Pardon?" I asked.
"What else?" he asked.
"Three mandrake leaves," I told him, "then stir it to the right."
He did as followed. Then we were done! I got a vial and dipped it to the concoction and gave it to Snape. Fortunately, I didn't mess up. Fine, we didn't mess up. I got back to my seat. It was obvious that George was mad at me, as in "bug-off" mad at me. He never acted like that before. It was his fault anyway.
After Potions, I saw Sam waiting for me outside. He's so sweet.
"Hey," I greeted.
"You look exhausted after doing the concoction," he pointed out. I shook my head and smiled.
"No I'm okay," I replied, "Come on, we have Transfiguration now, right?"
"Yeah," he said and then kissed me on the cheek, "Missed you."
I blushed, "You too."
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