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In the next chapter, you're all going to kill me. And it's fast-tracked, an intro to the next chapters to come.

(Start of summer)

I woke up, changed, and then ran down the stairs. I'm so happy I finally graduated! I can't wait to meet up with George after breakfast to see how their shop is doing. They were all planning to open one, and they finally found a place. The whole gang is meeting up later in Diagon Alley. We'll help out in the materials and such.

I ran in the middle of the marble floor of the living room and started to jump up and down! I just graduated from Hogwarts last week, and finally got the job to be a Healer! It has always been my dream to help people, to save them.

"Alicia," said a voice. I stopped and saw it was my mom. I stood up straight and tried to fix up my hair. She of course knew that I had a relationship with George.

"Yes, mom?" I asked. My mom smiled, "Your father's home."

My eyes lit up. A sudden rush of excitement came on to me. My dad's finally home! Then through the doorway, I saw my dad. He was still wearing his business suit and holding his briefcase. I ran up to him and gave him a hug.

"Oh darling!" my dad chuckled and gave me a hug back. It's like I've never seen him forever!

"Come on, now, let's eat breakfast," my mom smiled. We all went to the dining room, and sat down to eat.

"Oh, have you seen Mr. James' son? He has grown up well in America, look at him now, a lot of international friends!" my dad began. He usually talked about success, wealth, and his co workers, "I do think that school he studied in was absolutely perfect! Now he's a cosmopolitan!"

"Don't go too far, Vince," my mom said, "You know you have a beautiful daughter!"

My dad looked at my mom in shock and beamed, "Why would I forget my own daughter? I would rather have her than anyone else!"

I love my dad; he never found or dared to look for any better family than ours. He loves us so much. I understand him and his work, but he often tries to visit anyway.

"So Alicia, I heard you passed to become a Healer, am I right?" my dad grinned. I nodded happily.

"Marvelous! Just wait until you study abroad and learn more about being a Healer!" my dad beamed again. I fell silent. Study abroad? No! I want to stay in England! My mom noticed my reaction and did what she had to do.

"Vince, don't you think you should ask Alicia if she wants to study abroad?" my mom asked.

"Balderdash! No one knows my daughter better than we do!" my dad grinned, referring he and mom, "And I would truly want to see her study abroad and become like Mr. James' son. What do you think?"

I froze when I heard my dad wanted me to be like Mr. James' son. I don't want to go… but my dad wants to go… And he might be disappointed.

"Y-yes… I g-guess that's o-okay," I said. He smiled and continued to eat his meal. I didn't feel hungry anymore. But I guess it would only be just a few years. But it'll seem forever.

"May I be excused?" I asked. My mom knew how I felt. She nodded. But before I left, she mouthed me, "Tell him."

I wanted to cry. This is what my dad wanted. I've always wanted to achieve what my parents wanted without complaint. Everything I did was for my mom, and now I have a chance to do what my dad wants. But why does it have to be so complicated?

I went out of the house and apparated to the Diagon Alley. I tapped the code with my wand against the stone wall. It slowly opened and I entered. Then I ran as fast as I could, to the shop.

I finally arrived at the place where we were all planning to set up the Joke shop. I saw the others, talking to the twins. I took a deep breath and ran to them.

"Alicia!" they all greeted warmly. I just smiled but I was trembling. They noticed.

"What's wrong?" Katie asked me. Tears form behind my eyes, but I do not cry. My eyes were mostly focused on George. I can't leave him. I'll break his promise. And doing that, I'd break my own heart, too.

"I have to tell you something…" I said to all of them, biting my lip.

"What's wrong, hun?" Angelina asked.

"I have to leave…" I said.

"But you just came!" Fred pointed out. I shook my head, "No, no, no, you got it all wrong…"

"What do you mean?" Oliver asked. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see their reaction.

"I'm going to leave England… my dad just wants me too… I wanted to say no… but I had no choice…" I sobbed, knowing the tears have escaped. I didn't want to look at them. I had to leave, I had to. I turned away.

"Alicia, no-!" George called out to me. But it was too late, I have apparated back home.

After a few days, I started packing my things before I leave tonight. Someone rang the doorbell outside, I ran out to see. I pulled open the front door, and saw a tall red-head with green eyes focusing on me.

"Alicia."

"George."

I avoided him. I didn't want to but I had to. But in the process, I just got hurt.

"I'm leaving tonight," I told him. He nodded.

"Yeah, so I've heard… the others will come and visit…" he said. I nodded, "Yeah, Katie told me."

Then there was awkward silence. The wind blew causing the chimes in my house ring softly. I could feel the wind blowing in my face.

"I remember that necklace," he began. I looked at him; he was referring the star necklace the twins gave me for Christmas. I was wearing it. I wore it everyday since it reminded me of George.

"I chose that for you…" he added on, "…I wanted to give it to you as a gift from me, me alone. But you would notice I would like you, so I shared it with Fred, more of forced him. He wanted me to tell you already, but I was a coward, Alicia, a coward. And being that, I also asked Fred to give it to you, not me. I was too bloody scared…"

I nodded, bowing my head. I treasured every word that he said, making sure I'll still hear his voice wherever I go.

"…I chose that," he added on, "…because your eyes are like the stars. It twinkles, you know, in every thing you do. You're also like one too… you shine, no matter how dark it is…"

I began to cry now; I could tell George saw that.

"Look, George, I'm sorry," I told him.

"Look, Alicia," he began, "Even though we're miles apart, I'd always love you. We could write letters."

"But it won't be the same," I told him.

"It's the closest thing we got then," he smiled. I hugged him, not wanting to lose him ever again. He wasn't like Fred's twin anymore, he was just George. He never sounded so deep to me; I guess he has always been. People aren't who they are who you think they may be all the time.

That night, was the saddest night. Everyone gave me hugs, and some things to keep so I could remember them everyday. I also gave them things for them to remember me too. It was the most depressing moment of my life.

A few years in America

This time, I started living with my dad. He's awfully busy at work; he said hopefully by the next years, he'll go back home in England. But for now, I had to focus on my studies.

I was looking for my quill, so I tried looking for it around my desk. I checked a small cabinet in the desk but remembered I only used that to keep all my letters from George. I checked under the desk table then, but all I found were my slippers. I checked under the bed, just dust. I looked around the room, but none.

"Alicia?" someone asked by the door. It was my dad; I got up and gave him a questioning look, "Yes?"

"I have to make you meet someone," he said. I nodded, one of his co-workers perhaps. I went down, and saw two gentlemen. One looked older, as old as my dad.

"Alicia, this is my co-worker, Mr. James," my dad began, "And this is his son, Eric."

I gave them both a handshake, as my father would always tell me. I've been seeing Mr. James a lot in business parties, but never saw Eric. He looked rather okay, tall and quite like my age. Well, my dad said he was. And he seemed pretty much okay-looking. He was tall, taller than me by three inches; he had blue eyes and blonde hair.

Comparing him and his father, his father really looked the same as he. Although, his father had white hair but he had blue eyes.

I could tell Eric had a crush on me. It's so obvious; I can see him staring at me. And whenever I look at him to ask him something, he turns away. And he blushes too. But I don't like him. I just thought about George most of the time. And I never told my dad about George, you know, over protectiveness.

My dad and Mr. James started talking about business stuff. But I guess it wasn't when I heard two words. The two most dreadful words I've heard in my whole life.

"Arrange marriage! That's a marvelous idea!" my dad exclaimed. He seemed too enthusiastic about it.

"Yes, yes, Alicia could marry Eric and imagine that, our companies will be united," Mr. James agreed on.

"Yes and how much support your family could give Alicia! I know Alicia would be happy to hear about this," my dad added on.

I had a horrified look on my face. Just a few more years and I'll be out of here, but it seems like I'm going to be stuck with someone else forever.

I decided not to tell George anything about it, and pretend nothing of this has happened. I think it'll hurt him more if I tell him, besides, it won't last, won't it?

George's POV

Today's the day, when Alicia's finally going to come back home! Even though business ran very well, I was dreaded by the fact that Alicia wasn't there by my side. But I felt even more dreaded when Alicia stopped replying my letters. She must've been busy.

But this day, was what I've been awaiting my whole life. I planned this with the others. When Alicia arrives and after a huge celebration of her homecoming, I'd bring her out to dinner and pop out the question. I know Alicia's the one for me. She has always been and I'm ready for it.

Angelina and Fred finally got married, and I thought, why not me? But some things changed through the years. Oliver had a World Tour, Katie sure did miss him. But something happened; they just broke things off since Katie caught him cheating her over a girl in France. Oliver said he didn't, but the paparazzi took the picture when the girl just kissed him.

Anyway, Oliver is depressed. Katie's been ignoring him and crying Angelina told us all about it.

Finally, the day has come. We saw Alicia arrive from a muggle plane in the airport a bit strange actually, but with an unsuspecting surprise.

She had a ring on her finger, and was holding hands with another man.

"Hi," she said, not daring to look at me, "Meet my fiancé, Eric."

I know it was too quick, but I had to put it already since I have no time for anything. :( Anyway, I really want you all to review and I greatly appreciate it, even though I can't reply to you guys anymore since there's a rumor punish people for replying to their reviews. That's just sad. :( Anyway, I heart you all. :D