Takes place three years after the fifth book... meaning Harry would be done with Hogwarts and on his first year by himself if that were the case. But, this fanfiction is focusing on George and Alicia, so.. its four years after they left Hogwarts. Meaning.. they are nineteen. Alicia returns after moving away, Fred and George are running their joke shop industry which is doing quite well, etc. etc. What will George's reaction be to seeing her again?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, unfortunately. Those rights are J.K. Rowling's, and hers alone!
Chapter One: We meet again
"That's eight sickles, Creevy!" Fred said, poking Colin in the back with a fake wand. Someone had knocked over the entire tub of them, and he had started picking them up with his wand. While doing this, he noticed Colin trying to steal an exploding pumpkin.
"I-I wasn't going to steal it! I promise!" He argued. Fred rolled his eyes, continuing to use "Ordensia" on the wands so that they would fly back into the tub. George, who was currently behind the counter and watching the whole affair laughed and looked back at the register.
He sighed. He felt so... calm and nervous lately. He knew why. 'Alicia. . . I can't believe she's back. . .' She had moved the year they left Hogwarts; her father, who worked in the ministry was re-located to Scotland, and so she had been gone for four years... until yesterday. George's mind filled with the memory.
( Flashback)
"Excuse me, Mr. Weasley, someone's here to see you." Terese, a brunette witch that worked at Fred and George's shop spoke.
"Hang on! Tell them I'll be out in one mi—"
"HELLO! I'm TALKING to you! If you don't help my daughter I swear that I—"
"Sir, if you would PLEASE remain calm, I told you seven times now. The love potion clearly states that if you drink more then one gulp of it that the effects could cause serious complications and it would work much more faster then normally." George said, rubbing his temples.
"Mister, can you help me find the ton-tongue toffees?" A young boy asked, coming into the office.
"They're right by the—"
"THAT DOESN'T EXPLAIN WHY SHE'S TRYING TO KISS THE CAT!" The angry customer, a middle-aged wizard yelled.
"Sir, like I JUST said, the warning label CLEARLY states –"
"Where are the toffees?" The boy asked
"Shall I tell them another time?" Terese inquired.
"Well just hang on a—"
"FIX HER SO THAT SHES NOT IN LOVE WITH THE CAT!"
"Sir, the LABLE says—" George tried to finish,
"They're by the lable?"
"No, I meant –"
"So another time is good?"
"You meant what?"
"MAKE HER RIGHT!"
"HOLD ON A DAMN SECOND!" George yelled, losing his patience and temper. "IF YOU'D ALL LET ME FINISH MY DAMN SENTENCE THEN MAYBE YOU WOULD HAVE ANSWERS TO YOUR QUESTIONS!"
"THE TOFFEES ARE OVER ON THE TABLE NEXT TO THE PYGMY PUFFS! THE LABLE STATES ITS NOT OUR FAULT IF YOU EXCEED TO DOSAGE SO FIX HER YOURSELF, AND TELL THEM I'M TO BUSY!" He finished, breathing hard.
"..."
They all stared at him in wide-eyed shock. Then, from the entrance to the room, a soft, feminine voice came.
"Should I come visit at another time, then?"
George's eyes widened and he turned toward the door in surprise. There stood Alicia Spinnet, ebony hair falling around her exotic, beautiful face. Her chocolate-brown eyes held a glint of mischief as her lips smirked slightly. She was dressed in a sapphire teared skirt and a deep-blue polo shirt. She was his vision of a goddess.
"A-Alicia..." He said, captivated.
"Um, I think I'll just take it up with Potions Anonymous and see what they have that can take care of it..." The wizard said, excusing himself, Terese following him. The kid had already gone.
George blinked, and then blinked again, trying to be sure that his vision wasn't playing tricks on him. "You're back..." He said, without thinking. Then, realizing what he said, cleared his voice, blushing. "How was Scotland? I hope they didn't make you eat to much haggis!" He laughed.
"No, no, fortunately every time my mother said she had brought some home for dinner, I excused myself saying that I had to go help Yeza McFlaggins with her jellied bubotubors... then I'd transform into a cat and run off to Angelina's." She replied, laughing.
"Wait... you're an animagus?" George asked loudly. Alicia blushed lightly.
"Yes..." She nodded.
"Oh that's right.. You always were incredible at Transfiguration..." He said to himself. He smiled. "It's great to see you again." He added, more warmly.
Alicia, who had blushed even darker when he gave her the compliment, smiled. "It's nice to see you too. Angelina's still in Scotland... she's going to stay there for a few more years, but, I wanted to get back to England. You've done incredibly well! Your shop is so amazing and popular! You BOTH did great! I'm so happy for you!" She exclaimed, gesturing to the shop around them.
George blushed lightly. 'I need to stop this blushing. . . People know it's not like me.' He thought, and indeed, Alicia had noticed the red-head's slightly colored face.
"Are you feeling well? You look as if you might have a fever.." She said, walking closer.
"No, I'm fine, just, caught up.." He said, the blush deepening.
"I don't quite believe it..." She said, walking even closer and placing a hand on his forehead. George's face only got darker, his heart pounding. 'I don't think I'll be able to control myself much longer if she doesn't stop. . .'
"No, you're not ill." She said, backing away, taking her hand off of him.
George sighed visibly, then, his face brightened. "How would you like a tour of the store?" He asked, a playful grin on his face. Alicia's countenance in turn smiled at the offer and she nodded enthusiastically.
George smiled and offered her his arm sarcastically. Well, at least to Alicia it appeared that way. 'My nature allows me to do wonderful things . . .'
He showed her first their offices, which was the most obviously the best thing to start with. After that he moved into the storehouses, showing her the backrooms and all of the defensive magic. Then he moved into the actual store, showing her a wide variety of things from Pygmy puffs to love potions to punching telescopes to repeatedly exploding dungbombs (explode every minute and a half once released).
They did this, talking and Alicia laughing as George told her jokes. Then they got to a section where there were tiny models of magical creatures and actual people. Alicia saw a sphinx, and her eyes brightened. She didn't say anything as they looked at the tiny moving creatures/people, but George noticed her eyes glued to the sphinx in particular.
"If you see something you like, go ahead and take it. It's on me." He said. Alicia's eyes whipped to George, and for a very quick moment she looked like she had gotten her hand caught in the infamous cookie jar. But then her face relaxed and she smiled.
"Thank-you for the offer but I could never do that." She said.
"Good thing too. George if you keep telling people things like that, we're going to have a repeat of the Ashleigh incident." Fred said, walking towards George. His eyes widened when he noticed who he was talking to. "Alicia! Well you're a different case! You take whatever you want and its on the house!" Fred said, smiling.
Alicia shook her head. "I couldn't, but thank-you again. It's very nice to see you Fred." She said, smiling.
Fred nodded in reply. "You as well! How was Scotland? Each much haggis?" He asked.
Alicia shook her head again. "Why is it that everyone asks me that question? Is that the only Scottish stereotype you can think of?" She asked.
"Well, you don't look like you'd fancy wearing a kilt, and I know you don't bagpipe..." Fred continued. Alicia laughed.
"Well, Scotland was good. Oh! Thank-you, you reminded me." She said, taking a letter out of her pocket. "Angelina wanted me to give this to you. You know she's not coming back for... a while, right?"
Fred nodded, his demeanor dulling slightly. "Yes, she wrote to me before." He said, taking the letter with a "thank-you."
"Well, anyway, I best be off, I have.. to do some paperwork in the office, okay George?" He asked his twin and best friend. George nodded. –"Take this time to... catch up. I'm sure she'd like a special welcome from you"- Fred whispered in his ear. George turned toward his brother sharply. "What's that mean!" He asked accusingly. Fred just winked, and, with a wave to Alicia, walked to the office.
"I swear, we look and act exactly the same, but sometimes I wonder..." George said, more to himself then to Alicia. Alicia laughed. "Oh... you both have your differences." She said. George smiled and turned back towards her. "Shall we continue the tour?" He asked. Alicia nodded, and they walked around, finishing the tour.
Near the end, Alicia noticed that she had to go back home and unpack her bags and other luggage.
"Ah, I see. To many potatoes to put away." George said, (teasingly) and knowingly.
Alicia laughed again for the umpteenth time that day. "That's Ireland you're thinking about." George looked astounded.
"Really?" He asked sarcastically. "Then I guess you have to much wurst?"
"That's Germany." She said, smiling. George laughed. "I know. You have clothes and other things." Alicia nodded. They stood there, staring at each other in uncomfortable silence for a while. Then- "I'll see you soon then?" Alicia asked. George nodded.
"Stop by whenever you can— er, if you want to." He said, putting a hand behind his head. Alicia nodded again. "I will. Um, I guess I'll see you around then." George nodded in reply. "Yep."
Alicia smiled. "See you." She said, walking out. "Bye," George said, waving.
(>> Present time)
That had all occurred yesterday. And just like that, Alicia Spinnet was back in George Weasley's life.
"Oops, sorry there, George!" Fred yelled, laughing as purple face-coloring snitches were launched at George, hitting him in the head as his face erupted in purple blotches.
George laughed, throwing them back at Fred. Things were going to get more interesting around here.
---------END of chapter one------------------
Ahhh... my first Harry Potter fanfiction. How did I do? Please send me a review and I'll update as soon as I can. No flames, but constructive criticism is always accepted. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!
-Meiko