Chapter 8

Their detention had only lasted for another hour or so. After, they headed up for their dorms in the Gryffindor Tower. Angelina, who had spent most of the detention thinking about Fred, had decided to talk to Katie and Alicia about it.

Angelina just finished her shower and had a towel on her head when she decided to bring it up.

"Do you think I should forget about Fred? I mean it would mess up everything if we started-If we started going out." Angelina brought up trying to sound casual and not show how much she had been thinking about this.

"No." Alicia said as soon as Angelina finished. "You can't deny it; you're in love with him."

"I'm not sure about love." Angelina said but she was sure, she knew what she felt.

"Well you sure seem it." Katie added nodding. She threw herself onto her bed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Angelina, we've talked about this so many times before. I told you what I think you should do." Alicia said sliding under the blankets on her bed. "Either go for it or forget about it but stop debating over it. It's making you crazy."

Angelina sighed. That didn't seem to help her at all. She couldn't decide which one she wanted.

What seemed like hours for Angelina, she stayed up thinking through the same conflict over and over and reaching no conclusion. Eventually, sleep took over and she nodded off into a dream.

Angelina's first class that next day was Potions with the Slytherins, the class Angelina had hated most. After a quick breakfast in the Great Hall (She had gotten up a little later than usual) she headed down to the dungeons with Lee who had also slept in.

"Nice of them to wait for us." Lee said as he started walking a little faster. The block started soon and neither of them wanted to be late.

"That's what friends are for." Angelina joked. Lee chuckled and they continued to rush down the hall. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Didn't give me much of a choice there did you." He joked. Lee pushed a startled first year to the side while handing him one of Fred and George's trick candy as he did so.

Angelina smiled. "Well I was wondering if you might fancy Katie." She decided to get right to the point.

Lee stopped where he was. It took Angelina awhile to notice he hadn't been next to her. Turning around to him, she noticed he was blushing a little. Lee Jordan could possible be the most outgoing 'non-blushing' student Angelina had ever met. But there he was.

After a short while of him not saying anything, a mischievous smile crept across Angelina's face.

"You do like her."

"Please don't tell her!" Lee begged. "Or Fred or George or anybody."

"Why not?" Angelina asked, still smirking.

"Please." He sounded unusually desperate.

"Alright, alright I won't say anything." She agreed and they both started walking to class again.

"How about I just hint at it to Katie." Angelina asked casually.

"No!" Lee whined. "Please don't."

"What if I write an anonymous letter that says-" Angelina was enjoying this unusual power."

"No!"

"How about-"

"No!"

"What if-"

"No!" He had dropped to his knees dramatically and grabbed Angelina's arm. "I'm begging you, please don't tell her!" He pleaded. "I really don't think she likes me so it would be stupid if-"

"Want me to ask her?" Lee pondered this thought a moment.

"Fine but don't mention anything that just happened to her." Lee concluded. "You swear?"

"Swear." Angelina earnestly.

They made their way to class, each of them lost in his or her own thoughts.

Angelina was wondering how long Lee had liked Katie; how long had he kept it a secret? Then she remembered Fred and why she didn't want anything to happen with them and why she never really wanted to talk about it.

Deciding not to ask Lee any of these, they turned into the dark, cold dungeon classroom.

"And why, might I ask, have you two decided to stroll into class ten minutes late?" A smirking Snape hissed.

"Probably off in a broom closet I suspect." A roar of laughter erupted from the Slytherin side of the room after Marcus Flint had spoken.

Angelina and Lee glared at him wanting nothing more to hex the Slytherin chaser.

"Twenty points from Gryffindor." Snape sneered.

Angelina took a seat at the end of the table next to Lee and George. Lee gave her one more desperate plea for Angelina to keep quiet before Snape started lecturing again.

"Now a shrinking potion is composed mostly of troll pus and salt water…"

Snape droned on for another twenty minutes before saying, "I want all of you to mix a shrinking potion by the end of class. Begin!" He snapped waking Angelina from her daydream. She groaned and began to read through the directions for the potion.

Angelina turned to Lee who still looked sour. "Cheer up. It's better they think you were with me then George over here." She inclined her head to George who was busily chopping up ingredients and humming the school song. "Can I borrow some fairy dust?"

Lee merely shrugged and passed Angelina a small bottle filled with blue sand like substance.

"I guess so." He spoke as he carelessly dumped half of his ingredients into the cauldron and not paying any mind to the directions.

With a flash of lumpy green liquid, Lee's potion exploded showering George, Lee and Angelina in it. All of them grimaced while Lee murmured an 'Oops.'

Snape hurried over to the mess looking quite pleased that he would get the chance to yell this class.

"Jordan, I would have hoped you could read the directions first." Snape mocked.

"Would you look at that," Flint began in a sarcastic tone. "Don't worry Weasel I'm sure you mummy could buy you a new robe." He paused a moment as some of his cronies chuckled. "Oh wait, I forgot you live in a one room hut and don't have any money."

Both Fred and George took a step towards the madly cackling Flint. "Just forget it." Angelina said as she put a hand out to stop them from moving forward.

The twins gave and identical Flint an 'if-looks-could-kill' stare. "You're just sour because you lost the match." Snapped Lee who was still looking for revenge from Flint's other comment about him.

Flint darted over to Lee and stood so close their noses almost touched. "You keep you're mouth shut Jordan." Flint hissed. Lee showed no sign of backing down and just stared back into the flame red eyes of Marcus Flint.

"Boys," Snape spoke before either of them could say another word. Flint slowly walked back to his seat, still glaring at the three of them.

"Fifteen points for this mess and I'll see you in detention Jordan." Lee let off a soft groan and slouched back in his seat.

Snape flicked his wand and the green mess covering the three of them disappeared. The room was silent as everyone finished their potions. Both Fred and George were too angry to speak and their friends had none well enough by now not to bother them.

Angelina stole a glance out of the corner of her eye. His face was reddened and he was mumbling angrily to himself as he chopped up roots. She hated every inch of Flint by now as she always had.

Flint was always ratting on the Weasley family because of how much money they had which Angelina had found ridiculous. Angelina turned to glare back at Flint and couldn't help but smile when she saw him cut his finger with the knife he was using to chop ingredients.

At the end of class, Snape spoke, "I want you all of fill up a vile of your creation and put it on my desk. Not you Jordan, I have no desire to go any closer to that."

(A/N- A little more serious then some of the other chapters. I don't really like it though. / I think it moves too quickly. Let me know what you think. I have the next draft typed up I just have to edit it so that'll be up soon. It has a lot more Fred/Angie. Thanks for reading. Please review. –Kacey)