Yes, yes, I REALLY want to finish this story. D Anyway, I thank all the reviewers again because you all inspire me. YOU ALL ROCK. And yes, I have another reviewer who has a long name and starts with a letter "E".
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Alicia's POV
No, no, no! I never meant to do that. Why did I just slap Katie? What's wrong with me? I can't think anymore. Everything's a total mess.
"Um… miss, your application form," said the lady by the counter in St. Mungo's. I snapped back to reality, forgetting I was applying for St. Mungo's.
How stupid could I be?
"Oh…here…" I said, giving the lady a white sheet of paper. The redhead nurse read it and her green eyes paused. Then she looked up at me for some reason.
"Alicia?" she asked, her widened green eyes peering through her rimless glasses.
"Um… yes, I'm Alicia…" I told her, slightly confused. The lady laughed.
"I'm Ginny, you silly!" she exclaimed. I froze but smiled, "Ginny! Wow… never recognized you!"
Ginny laughed, "It is okay, I get that a lot! How have you been?"
I sighed, "Fine… I guess…"
"So you're engaged now, right?" Ginny smiled. I nodded, half-confused. Why is she beaming in such sad news? Doesn't she know about me and George? I remember George telling them before. And she is George's sister and a friend of mine too.
"Wow, I always wished that you and George would get married, and now it'll come true!" Ginny grinned. I gave her a peculiar look.
"No… I'm engaged with someone else…" I told her slowly. Ginny looked at me, her mouth forming an "o". She didn't know. Then, why did she get that idea? I'm not even wearing my ring. Unless…
"George was going to pop up the question…" I asked her. Ginny's eyes turned away from me and looked down at her papers.
"Yeah… he was so excited… he was planning to tell you when you arrive in England… he was so… ecstatic about it…" Ginny replied slowly, not looking at me, "…he didn't tell me the confirmation yet… but I assumed that you would say yes…"
Then silence fell on both of us.
Yes, I would say yes. But no, I had no chance. This arranged marriage thing just had to pop out before my departure to England. It wasn't great at all. I know.
"…So…" I began nervously, "…how are you…"
Ginny looked up at me, her eyes glimmering. She was holding her tears. She was sad for George. She was supportive of Angelina and Fred, Oliver and Katie, and she was too with me and George. She was a sister I never had, besides Katie.
But she shouldn't have assumed. George and I were never meant to be together… right?
No. We were always meant to be together.
Damn it, I hate myself for admitting that.
"Great," Ginny forced a smile, but I could sense she was angry at me, "I'm having a contented life being a Healer…"
I nodded and looked at her tag. It said "G. Potter". I smiled. She married Harry then.
"You and Harry, huh?" I asked. She nodded, turning her eyes away from me.
"Yes, and unlike other people, we don't hide our feelings for one another. Others, they just hide it and end up messing their own lives!" Ginny spat out, "Come back tomorrow for your first day of work. Report to Ms. Jenkins by then. You will work in the Witch's Pregnancy Center."
"Ginny, I-"
"Next, please," Ginny said. I sighed, there's no use for me trying to talk to her. I knew Ginny, she wouldn't listen to the person whom she's mad at. I guess everyone does that.
I walked out of St. Mungo's and walked back to the hotel.
Look at yourself now, Alicia. You lost more than one friend today.
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A week later
George's POV
Fred got mad at me. He told me I was drinking too much. Well, I'm just miserable, isn't that a good excuse?
Fine, it isn't.
He told me to take fresh air. I just accepted that offer. Besides, it was getting crowded in the Joke Shop. Sure, business was great but… it sure could be a bother. It took up most of my free time. Oh well, we're making a lot of money then.
I walked around the block. The sky dimmed, it was nearing night. There were kids running by, playing with a rubber ball. There was a family eating in the restaurant around the corner. A couple passed by, holding hands and chatting away.
I was jealous of them.
They were all happy, especially that couple. They're all with the ones they love. I'm not. I'm alone. I'll always be.
I heard Oliver and Katie were back together again. But Katie and Alicia are now enemies. It was weird. I thought I'd never say "Katie and Alicia are enemies" in my lifetime. Why? They're best friends, and it's strange, VERY STRANGE, for them to hate each other.
Katie just wanted to talk to her. But from the looks of it, everything's impossible. If Katie can't talk to Alicia, then there's no way out of this. But Fred tells me to try to talk to her. But heck, that's hard. I'm the problem.
It's just a few weeks before the wedding. I don't know how I'm supposed to feel, excited or sad. I heard Angelina's maid-of-honor, I guess that's because the whole "Alicia and Katie" thing had to happen.
"Hey," a voice greeted behind me. I stopped on my tracks and turned my head and saw Alicia.
"Hey…" I answered back. She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes.
"How are you and Eric?" I managed to say. It more of came out as a whisper.
"Fine…" she replied vaguely. I nodded slowly and stuffed my hands in the pockets of my coat. She bowed her head as the breeze blew by. Her hair danced gracefully as it was carried by the wind.
"Wedding's coming soon, am I correct?" I asked.
"Yes… it's been hectic last week, this week's sort of a break to me," she answered. I nodded.
Silence
"Look, George, I'm sorry…"
"I understand, you're doing this for your father," I told her flatly. She looked up at me, eyes shiny. She was about to cry, but she was holding her tears.
"Look, I don't want to do this…"
"Tell your dad," I told her flatly once again. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"I want to do what he wants me to do; I want to make him happy…"
"Alicia, he won't be happy if he knows he's not making you happy," I told her. She opened her eyes and looked at me.
"He wouldn't know…"
"He will," I told her. She knew she was making up reasons.
"But how could I get out of this if I have gone this far? We're engaged."
"You're not married."
She breathed in and out. "But… my dad would be disappointed…"
"Better say it before it gets any worse," I told her. The way I talked to her, it was like we were just strangers. I wanted it that way. I know it would hurt her, but that's what we chose. She chose distance. And that's what she gets.
"Why are you acting like you have no reaction?" she complained.
"You chose to be away from me, and that's what you get!" I told her.
"George, I'm sorry, but-"
"That's what you chose, Alicia... I still love you... but you broke your promise and broke my heart!" I interrupted her, my voice loud. I know it caused some heads on the street to turn, but they ignored. They think it's just a lovers' quarrel. But actually, we WERE lovers.
"I'm sorry, George! I was stuck in a dilemma!"
"You didn't think deep enough!" I told her selfishly. She bit her lip.
"You know what, it would've been easier if you didn't exist at all!" she shouted back.
"Fine by me, as long I won't see you again!" I steamed. She fell silent. Tears began to roll down on her cheeks. I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see her cry.
"Alicia I'm sorry..." I said softly as I opened my eyes. But she apparated off. I felt sheer guiltness in my heart. I hated myself. I walked away, heading someplace else.
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I know this chapter was pretty crappy but I'm trying!
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