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Alicia´s PoV:

A myriad of thoughts tumbled through my mind as I made my way back from Hogsmeade. Fred telling Angelina that he loved her, George kissing another girl... Suddenly I felt very lonely. Fred and Angelina had each other, the same with Katie and Lee, and now George apparently had that girl whose name I really wish I could remember. And whom did I have? No one. Of course, deep down I knew I´d always have my friends, but at the moment it felt like I´d always be stuck as third wheel with the couples.

Back in my dorm I went straight to bed and closed the curtains behind me. None of the others were back yet, so I had good opportunity to think. But all I could do was watch the two scenes I´d witnessed replay themselves in my head. Whenever I closed my eyes I saw either Fred or George with a girl who wasn´t me. I was definitely thinking too much about those Weasley twins.

What I couldn´t understand was why the thought of George took up as much of my mind as Fred did. After all it was Fred I was in love with. I had actually had a small crush on George in our first year, but that ended brutally when he told me he thought girls with freckles were ugly. He apologized for it later, but by then my affection had turned to Oliver Wood. Therefore, even though George was a very good friend, I´d never considered him to be boyfriend-material. But then why did it bother me so much that he was kissing a girl? He´d done it plenty of times before.

It had to be because of his crush on me, I decided. No one had had a crush on me before, I wasn´t pretty enough. So the only reason I was upset was that his crush on me had passed. Besides, he was my best friend, and I wanted someone better for him. That was all.

By the time I´d finished thinking all this through, the others had returned. For a while I just stayed in bed, hoping I wouldn´t be disturbed. Then Angelina ripped the curtains open. I blinked a couple of times, trying to make it look like she´d woken me.

"Hey, Leesh, there you are! What happened to you? Fred and I were worried, you know!"

"Um... I got a really bad headache?" I offered hopefully.

"Yeah right. Tell me the truth, now," she commanded. I searched my brain for inspiration, but none came. Luckily, our roommate Patricia gave me some help.

"If she was hanging out with you and Fred, I can understand why she left," she said. "I mean, no offense, but you probably made her feel very much like the third wheel."

"That´s it, yeah," I said hastily. "I thought you´d like some time alone, so I left. And I really did have a headache."

Angelina still didn´t look utterly convinced, but I was saved from further questioning by Katie bursting into the room.

"There are hamburgers for dinner!" she annonced happily. Katie has a great fascination for all that weird Muggle food, especially hamburgers. I don´t get it, they´re not that fantastic. But Katie forces us all into eating them.

"I think I´ll skip dinner," I said, looking straight at Katie.

"What? But there are hamburgers!"

"I just don´t fancy hamburgers today." Come on, I prayed silently. Understand that I need to talk to you.

She must have understood what I wanted, cause she told the others to go ahead while she talked me out of my mood. As soon as they were out of the room, she started talking.

"What´s wrong with you? Why don´t you want burgers? They´re delicious. The bread is a bit crispy on the outside, just the way I like it, and there´s this single tomato slice on it. And don´t get me started on the meat! It´s..."

"Katie," I interrupted her, "they´re out of earshot now. You can stop talking about burgers."

"All right, then," she said, a bit sulkily. "What did you want to talk about?"

I told her everything that had happened to me that day. When I came to the part where Fred told Angelina he loved her, tears started streaming from my eyes. I cried through the rest of the story.

"So Fred said to Angelina that he loves her? That´s so sweet!" Katie exclaimed when I was finished. I shot her a death glare.

"No it isn´t! It´s terrible!"

"Yes, of course..." She pulled me into a hug, and we sat in silence for a while.

"You know," she said at last, "we are missing the burgers."

"Yeah, I know." Hamburgers were the last things on my mind right now, but I could tell that Katie was still thinking about them. "I just don´t care much for burgers at the moment."

"No, me neither," she agreed quickly. A little too quickly.

There was another short silence, again broken by Katie.

"Leesh?"

"Yes?"

"Do you mind if I... You know..." I couldn´t help laughing.

"It´s okay, Katie. You can go eat your burgers," I told her.

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" She was by the door so quickly I could have sworn she hadn´t crossed the space between, but there she paused for a moment.

"Can I ask you a question, Leesh?"

"Sure."

"Why are you so upset about George?"

I stared at her, unable to remember any of the reasons I had thought of. She flashed me a grin and disappeared, leaving me once again wondering why I couldn´t get George off my mind.

xxxxx

I stayed in bed for the rest of the day, and obviously Katie had given explanation as to why, cause nobody disturbed me. The next morning I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself and go down to breakfast. But when I got there, the seat next to George where I usually sat was taken by the blonde Hufflepuff. George didn´t seem to mind either.

I sat down by Katie, Lee and Angelina instead. Lee was absorbed in his food, as usual, but the other two were chatting happily away about George´s new girlfriend.

"I don´t like her," Angelina declared firmly. "She´s all over him, it´s plain disgusting."

Katie nodded. "I don´t understand what he sees in her. She´s pretty, all right, but she´s nothing special. He should´ve found someone better." For some reason they both glanced at me.

"I´m not sure about that," I lied. "He looks pretty happy, doesn´t he?" The others looked at each other for a moment, then Angelina did the weirdest thing. She leant forward and patted my hand sympathetically.

"It´s okay, Leesh. You don´t have to deny your feelings to us."

"Huh?" What was she talking about? I caught Katie´s guilty expression and understood what was going on.

"Katie. You and me. Outside. Now." I grabbed her arm and dragged her with me, ignoring her protests.

Once we were outside, I let go and looked at her, arms crossed.

"What the hell have you been telling her?" I asked. "Why is she acting all weird?"

"Er... I might´ve told her that you are..." She hesitated.

"That I am what?"

"Well... That you´re in love with George."

"What?" I yelled. "I´m not in love with George!"

"I know, I know!" she said hurriedly. "But right then it seemed like a good explanation. And you have to admit she fell for it. She isn´t likely to find out the truth now."

"I guess so," I sighed. "But I really wish you could have given her a different explanation."

We went back to breakfast with Angelina (who was all sympathy) and Lee (who hadn´t noticed that we´d been gone). When Fred came in and greeted Angelina with a kiss, I stayed strong and ignored it. I was proud of myself.

xxxxx

The next few days were difficult. Wherever I went, there seemed to be a Weasley twin with a girl. At times, I found myself wishing there were fewer Weasley twins in the world. Then again, if that was the case they wouldn´t be twins...

But no matter what was going on with me, school was still on, and I had to keep up with the enormous amount of homework the sixth years were given.

One afternoon I was sitting in the library, working on a particularly difficult Potions essay. Since the lucky bastards I had for friends either didn´t take Potions or waited with their homework to the last minute, I was alone. I had just finished the essay when I heard Felicity´s (remembered her name at last!) voice. Not particularly feeling like seeing her, I stuffed my things in my bag and hid behind a shelf. She´d probably just walk past me, and then I would be free to leave.

Of course, in real life things never work out the way you want them to. Instead of just walking past, Felicity and a group of her friends sat down at the table I´d just left. I cursed my bad luck, and contented myself with listening to their conversation, which apparently was about boys.

"I mean it, he´s crazy about me!" one of them said. "He´ll ask me out any day now!" the others ooh-ed and aah-ed. I pretended to be puking.

"And how´s your little plan working, Felicity?" another asked. "Any results yet?"

"Oh yes," Felicity said proudly. "He´s definitely paying more attention to me now. I told you it would work."

I frowned. What was she talking about? Did she think that George payed too little attention to her? No, she couldn´t think that. He spent almost all his spare time with her and partnered her whenever they had classes together, for Merlin´s sake! But then whom was she talking about? Soon, however, I got the answer to that question.

"I feel a bit sorry for George, though," the first girl commented. "I mean, he has obviously no idea what´s going on, has he? And he is cute, you have to admit that."

"Of course he´s cute, and hot too. But he just doesn´t reach my standard," Felicity explained. "Roger, on the other hand, is perfect. He´s cute, hot and rich, and he isn´t a mischiefmaker like George. There´s no way George can match him. And when it comes to that Fleur girl..."

Anger welled up inside me. How dared she use my George to make Roger Davies jealous? And to say that Roger was better than George! Roger didn´t even hold a candle to him! I didn´t wait to hear the rest of their discussion, but stepped out from my hiding place and marched straight up to her. The rest of the group stared at me with shocked faces, but I ignored them.

"You bitch!" I began. "What the hell do you think you´re doing? I heard all you said, and there´s no way I´ll let you use George like that! I´m going to tell everyone what a lying, sneaking bitch you are, and then we´ll see how well your little plan will work! I´m sure Fleur would like to hear what you say about her, too," I added as an afterthought.

But to my surprise, Felicity didn´t look scared or started begging me not to tell. Instead, she smiled!

"Actually," she said, "I don´t think you´ll tell anyone anything."

"What? Why not?" I stared at her. She had to be insane. Of course I´d tell! Why shouldn´t I?

"Because if you tell anyone about my plan, I´ll tell everyone who you´re in love with."

I was stunned. How did she know?

"What do you mean?" I finally managed to get out.

There was triumph in her smile now.

"Don´t you mean: How do you know?" she said mockingly. "I followed George at the ball, little miss perfect Spinnet. That´s how I know. I heard everything, every word you said. I wonder what your friends would say if they knew."

"You wouldn´t," I breathed.

"Oh yes, I would. And I´d be happy to do it." Laughing, she got up and and left. Her friends smirked at me and followed her.

Now what? I couldn´t let her do this to George. But I definitely couldn´t let it get out that I was in love with Fred. I had no idea what to do.