Don't Break My Heart
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the Harry Potter world, except Ava Wood (who is Oliver's little sister).
Chapter Two : A Prefect and a Detention
"Gryffindors, this way! This way, follow me first years! Eh, uh...Midgetson! Stay in line!" barked Ava.
"It's Mickelson!" whined the first year.
"Yeah, yeah, now this portrait I'm standing in front of. This is the Fat Lady. She is the door to the Gryffindor common room. And she will ask for a password everytime you want to enter. The password for now is 'Snape is a sex goddess..."
The sea of 11 year olds stared at Ava in disbelief.
"Just kidding, didn't think you knew the language 'Humor.' The password is 'Fortuna Major,' and hopefully you won't forget?"
And with that the door swung open and everyone scrambled in. Everyone finally settled inside, with an exhausted Ava left behind. She shouted, "Girls dorms over there, and the guys over there." She pointed to each one, and then collasped in a chair.
"Hey babe," George and Fred said simultaneously, and gave her a kiss on each cheek.
"Hey guys," she half-heartedly answered.
"What's wrong?" asked Fred, as George sat down on the chair next to her.
"Nothing, just first year troubles."
"Mmm. Hey, first years! Give Ava a break!" yelled George.
Fred and Ava stared at him, and she said, "George, it's past."
"Oh," he mumbled sheepishly.
"It's fine. I'm just really tired. And..." Ava gave a tilt of her head towards the fireplace. The twins looked at what she was referring too, but they really didn't need to. It was Lee, surrounded by a bunch of adoring third year girls.
"Just two more years, and then we'll be out, I promise," Fred said.
"You can't promise me that, you cheapskate! Of course we'll be out because we'll be graduating."
"Really?" asked George, amused.
"Hmmph." Ava turned around and frowned.
"Are you trying out for Quidditch this year?"
"What kind of stupid question is that?"
George did ask himself what kind of question that was. Quidditch was in Ava's blood, and no doubt about it would her brother would make her, even if she did want to.
"Speaking of Quidditch, where is Oliver?" questioned Ava.
Fred shrugged. "Dunno."
"Hey Ava!" Hermione said, followed by Harry, Ron, and Ginny. "How's prefect duty?"
Ava gave Hermione a dull stare and asked, "How's life?"
Am I supposed to answer this question? Hermione thought to herself. So she didn't say anything.
"Um...scary thing...on the train...were you guys...okay?" Ron asked, trying to stop the awkard silence.
"What kind of stupid question is that?" Ginny asked her brother. Sometimes she wondred if the one-year-older-than-her red head boy standing next to her was really related to her, as a brother, to be precise. And for a twelve-year-old, Ginny had a pretty big hormonal/rebel attitude. "They're here, aren't they?"
"Oh, yeah...dumb question."
"Well, the dementors got to Harry..." started Hermione, and Harry gave her a dirty glare. "What?" she demanded.
"Oh...I'm sorry about that Harry..." Ava said softly.
"Yeah, one of 'em got A too..." Fred said, nodding his head in the direction of Ava.
"Oh..."
The return of the awkard silence.
"How are things with Lee?" Harry asked. He seemed genuinely curious and uninformed. As soon as this comment came out of his mouth, Fred and George quickly looked at Ava, expecting tears to be welling up. But no emotion shone through her at all.
"We're over."
"What? What happened..."
"You've got something in your hair Harry," interjected Ginny, making a disgusted face.
Harry brushed his hair wildly with his hands. "Is it gone?"
"Nope."
Brush brush brush.
"Now?"
"Not yet."
The FAGs stared dully at them, and Ava mumbled, "Forget it..."
"So what happened?" cut in Hermione.
"He's with Veronica," snarled Fred.
"Who?"
Ava sighed. "Just some girl he's known for life and hooked up with during the summer."
"He dumped you? He's such an idiot to do that!" Ginny said, outraged.
"Who's an idiot?" asked Angelina and Katie, who had walked up to their group.
Ron turned around angrily and answered the question, "Lee's an idiot."
"Well, we all know that, but I think this time there's a reason?" joked Katie.
"He dumped me," Ava said solemnly.
"Oh my god he is an idiot!" Katie shrieked.
"He is such a bastard!" shouted Angelina, and stomped over towards Lee.
"Hey Angel, how's it..." he started, but then stopped when Angelina slapped him across the face.
"I don't think I really deserve a slap!" hissed Lee, recoiling.
"You know what you did!" Then she walked back towards Ava and the others.
"Omigosh A, I'm so sorry. But he's a jerk, so you can forget about him."
"Already have," she chattered cheerly, "but where is Oliver?"
"Mmm...didn't he graduate?"
Ava gave a look of shock. "Nuh uh! It's his last year, and we're going to get that Quidditch Cup if it kills him."
"Isn't it 'if it kills us?'" Hermione asked.
"Oy, it is. But I don't really want to die, and Ol is way more passionate about it then moi."
"Av, why weren't you at practice?" shouted a voice from the portrait hole. Everyone turned their heads to see who it was. It was Oliver, out of breath and drenched in sweat.
She wrinkled her nose and frowned. "First, let me introduce you to Mr. Shower and Mrs. Soap. They'll be happy to have you over!" Then she pushed her icky brother into the boy's dorms.
Coming back downstairs, she turned to Fred and George and asked, "We had practice?"
They shrugged. Ava sighed, rolled her eyes, and muttered, "Hopeless fools..." Then she turned to Angelina and asked the same thing.
"I didn't hear anything. But maybe it was supposed to be a one-on-one thing, with you and your brother. Because Quidditch is like, your life."
"Well, why didn't he tell me?"
Angelina shrugged. "Unbelievable," groaned Ava.
"Did anyone else go to the practice?" Harry asked.
"Did you?"
"No..."
"Who's on the team?" asked Ginny.
"Us," the twins chorused.
"As beaters," chimed in Ron.
"Then Katie, Angie, and I are the chasers; Harry's the seeker; and Oliver's the keeper," Ava said, counting them all off her fingers.
When Oliver came down, Ava put her hands on her hips and thundered, "We did not have a practice, because you didn't tell..."
"Ava! It's the first day of school!" he shouted back.
"That doesn't mean anything!"
"It's tradition!"
"No it's not!"
"Yes it is!"
"What about last year?"
"We did! You were sick! Remember?"
Flashback
"Hey Ava, Quid...ew," Fred said. He had walked into the Gryffindor common room, to get Ava for the first school day practice, and found her vomiting in a basin, covered with blankets, a red nose, and closed eyes.
"What happened?"
Ava sniffled. "Something I'm allergic to in the food, I think. I don't know. Because somehow I have a stuffy and runny nose, a migraine, a fever, and the flu."
"I'll tell Oliver. But your brother's going to beat the crap out of you because you weren't there."
"I know, I know, you don't have to rub it in," moaned Ava.
End of Flasback
"Oh."
"Oh is right, Ava!"
Fred and George looked at each other. They had tried out a prank on Ava, to make her sneeze uncontrollably, but turns out she was allergic to grinded flobberworms. Or flobberworms, to be exact...Maybe it was just dust?
"Then no one else went? If you had no one to practice with, how come you were drenched in sweat and out of breath?" she challenged.
"Who says I practiced?" Oliver angrily yelled. "I was running around all over Hogwarts trying to find you!"
"Liar. The first place you would have looked was the common room, and you know it. What were you doing?"
"I'm not lying!"
Ava threw her hands in the air in frustration, and clomped up the stairs to the boys' dormitories.
"Um...Ava? That's not the right..." started Fred.
"I already flippin' know!" she hollered back.
Everyone waited in silence as they heard her clomp back down the stairs. She was holding a sneakoscope.
"Ava, those things are such a waste of money. They don't really work..." Oliver nervously said.
"Oh really?" Ava snapped back sarcastically.
She set it down on the floor between her and Oliver. "Oliver, were you running around Hogwarts to find the Gryffindor Quidditch team?"
"Yes..." he avowed, and the sneakoscope began to whirl around crazily.
"What were you doing?" Ava calmly asked, smirking.
"Running laps."
Again the sneakoscope responded to this lie.
"Oliver." She folded her ams across her chest, and Fred and George one of their hands on each of her shoulders. "I will give you the count of 3. Answer the question. What were you doing? One...Two..."
He sighed and shrugged. "I have a girlfriend."
Anxiously, Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Hermione looked down at the sneakoscope, while Katie and Angelina laughed. The sneakoscope was dead as a doornail.
"Who?" asked Ron.
"Um..."
"I don't happen to know any girl by the name of 'Um' but you introduce me to her okay?" Ava answered.
"Don't tell me you had sex. Because you were drenched..." started Katie.
"Shut up!" yelled Ava and Oliver. They had very strong morals, and they even attempted to make an Unbreakable Oath of abstinence, but their parents had laughed and stopped them.
"So what were you doing?" Ginny and Harry asked.
"Who is she?" asked Hermione.
"Is she a Slytherin? Is this why it's a big secret?" followed Angelina.
"NO!" shouted Oliver. "Her name is Bellemare Elddir, she's a Ravenclaw."
"What year?"
"Is she a first year? Because I haven't..." started Harry.
"Idiot!" yelled Fred, George, and Ava.
"What?" he cried in alarm.
"Bellemare Eldirr, she's a seventh year, on the Quidditch team for Ravenclaw," Ron explained.
"She's really nice, and smart..." Ginny started.
"Of course! Ravenclaw? Hello..." interrupted Angelina.
"Hermione!" Ron said, pointing at her.
"What about me?" Hermione said, bewildered.
"You're super smart, but you aren't in Ravenclaw!"
"Are you insinuating that I have a curvature of the brain, therefore I'm not good enough for them or something?"
Ron stared at Hermione. "What's curvature?
"Anyways," broke in Ginny, "she helped me a lot, she's a tutor."
"How come I've never heard of her?" asked Harry.
"You're such a dork! You only pay attention to the other seekers now," accused Oliver.
"Oliver, you aren't any better! You don't even know the chasers of your own team!" Ava retorted.
"I do! You, Angelina, and Lin!"
"Lin dropped out, and she wasn't ever on the team," Hermione informed him.
"What?"
"Lin's boyfriend Red got put in Azkaban for trying to break in Gringotts and she dropped out to bail him out."
"So are they together?"
"Nope. She's a crazy prostitute and he's a drunkard."
"How sad..." whispered Angie.
"Back to the point, you forgot me!" Katie replied.
"Oh."
"See?"
"It's not my fault!"
"That's the lamest excuse!"
"What were you doing with Bellemare anyways? If it wasn't sex, I mean..." Katie kidded and was thrown glares from the Woods.
"What! It was a joke!"
"Don't you dare joke about that kind of stuff with us," Ava said, pointing her finger at not only Katie, but at everyone else as well.
"Relax Ava, we know, and we respect that," responded Fred, who put his arm around her shoulder.
"Yeah, but it's not like it's a bad thing..." said George. Ava and Fred looked at him, Ava disgustedly and Fred amusedly.
"I didn't have sex! I'm just saying that it's not a bad thing to not have sex before marriage..."
"Can we please stop talking about sex already!" cried Ron.
"Seriously, you guys are going to make us barf," Hermione said afterwards.
The FAGs gave each other a look, then looked back at Ron and Hermione. "Mmm...I don't know," toyed Ava, "you guys look pretty cozy together in that arm-chair."
The two of them looked at each other, screamed, and jumped out of the chair. Hermione was practically sitting on Ron's lap, and his head was on her shoulder.
"But I want to know what Ollie was doing with Bellemare!" whined Katie.
"I think we all want to know..."
Oliver stared at them in disbelief, and asked Ava, "Why are you meddling in my love life? Shouldn't you be busy with yours?"
"Actually I'm free. And it feels good. So now we want to know your love story. Come on, Oliver, tell us!"
"I took her for a broom ride."
"Where?"
"Over the Forbidden Forest..."
"Did you see a unicorn? I've always wanted to," said Ginny.
"I can take you sometime..." Harry shyly pitched in. They smiled at each other, and Ron rolled his eyes, as Fred and George laughed.
"Oh, that's nice. But I really have to go to bed. Right guys?" asked Ava, feigning a yawn and nodding her head towards the twins.
"Um...right?" George said.
Ava gave them a hug, and whispered, "I have a surprise for you, just look inside your trunks..." in that really annoying sing-song voice.
The last time Ava said she had something for them, the twins had gotten new brooms for their birthday. So you can imagine their exictement as Fred and George rushed upstairs. As soon as they vanished up the stairs, she started to giggle, then counted backwards from three, "Three...two...one...now!"
And on 'now,' screams could be heard from the boys' dormitories, and Fred and George were speeding down the stairs with purple and orange gunk on their face, and marshmallows in their hair.
"What did you do to them?" asked Harry.
"A prank, but of course. They totally deserve it. Do you know what they did during the feast..."
"Ava! What the bloody hell is this!" George yelled increduously, as Fred hopped from one foot to the other trying to get the stuff out of his eyes.
"Don't worry Fred, you can open your eyes, it won't burn, I already tested it on meself. That, George, is a mixture of petroleum jelly that I unintoxicated, and purple and orange 'Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans,' and those marshmallows? Enchanted for targeting red hair. Did it myself. Isn't it genius?"
They gaped at her, and after thinking for a while, Hermione said, "It is genius. I would never have thought of that..."
"She beat you up? And you couldn't defend yourself?" scoffed Lavender Brown.
"I decided it would be better for her to let her anger out on me, before she hurt herself. It was a manly thing to do, I guess."
"Ahh..." sighed the group of girls.
"So, which one is Veronica?" implored another.
"That one," Lee remarked, pointing to the blonde fourth year pretending to be a ballerina, and falling flat on her face trying to do a pirouette.
The girls giggled. "She's a clutz. Why do you like her?" They then scurried away, whispering and sniggering at Veronica.
Lee groaned. What the hell was I thinking? Giving up Ava for this wannabe. How could I be so stupid!
"Um...bitty bumpkins? You think you could...um...maybe help me? I'm in a knot...for, like, real..." Veronica whimpered. Lee looked at her, and almost let out a howl. Veronica had tied herself in a contortion, and was a bit stuck. He didn't even know how she got herself that way either. He stretched, yawned, and started to stand up from his chair, when he saw Ava laughing at the twins, who were covered in who-knows-what. He grinned, and started to stroll towards his ex-girlfriend.
"Hey baby, how are–" Lee started, when Ava spun around and punched him in the face.
"Omi-freakin-god!" he screamed, cradling his face in his hands.
"Don't you dare talk to me that way Jordan! You have detention!" she roared.
"Detention! For what?" he wailed increduously.
"For being an ass and not taking good care of your girlfriend!" she spat, taking out her wand and aiming it at Veronica, who was still in a...knot.
Oliver whispered to George, "I thought Ava was Lee's girlfriend."
"Contortius reparo," she cited, and Veronica fell limp on the floor, relieved to look normal.
"Are you okay?"
Veronica stared at Ava, then said, "You're his ex-girlfriend, aren't you?"
"Are you okay?" She was getting annoyed.
Veronica continued to stare. "Does my hair look bad?"
Ava gave up. "I guess she's fine." She then faced Lee. "You'll be serving detention with Hagrid, going to the Forbidden Forest for some work."
"Like the unicorn thing Harry and them did before?"
She smirked. "Like fishing for fish, along with Hagrid of course, in order for us to eat them in the Great Hall eventually. You'll have to haul them in too. Not to mention, gut them. Tomorrow night Jordan." Ava knew that Lee had a strange phobia of dead fish, and with that she shooed him away.
"I didn't know you could serve detentions..." noted Hermione.
"I can't. Just gave him a scare. And Hagrid's on important business for Dumbledore tomorrow night, so we'll see where he ends up, and what he ends up doing."
I know I know. This chapter was really mean to Lee. I'll try to even it out a bit the next chapter. And if not that one, the next. I promise!