Well this is chapter six to my wonderful story. This chapter is quite short because it's all leading up to the big event later. There are also some questions I'd like to answer to my reviewers. FRED IS STILL UNCONSCIOUS! Sorry if I didn't make that clearer in the other chapters. Here are some shout outs because there were a lot of questions in my reviews:

Isy Black: Fred is still in a coma. Also I made Alicia not believe George because it adds drama to the whole story and there is an actual problem.

crazy4thesun: Yes, Angelina has somewhat moved on. If you're asking if she dates it's no because she engaged and stuff. No, Lee and Katie have not come back yet.

Thanks to Ins Pins, Euraphadriel, and Kit for the reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything related.

Chapter 6- Thanks Angelina

KNOCK KNOCK! Roger wondered who would be knocking on his door at this hour. Reaching for the door he opened it and found Alicia standing there with her trunk. "Alicia!" he exclaimed surprised. It's a good thing Breanne left early he thought.

Alicia dropped her trunk and lunged at him in a hug. "It was horrible!" she cried on his shoulder, "George said he heard you talking about smoking the flower powder I gave you. And then he told me that he lied about my other boyfriends because he had a crush on me. I hate him! He tried to screw me up so I would eventually like him. Bastard!"

"It's okay Alicia," he said dragging her and her trunk into the apartment. He didn't know how George had found out about the drugs but he was thankful that there was an argument so there was a slim chance Alicia had actually believed him. "You can stay with me until everything clears up, okay?"

"Well too bad because I'm moving in. I never want to see that asshole ever again!" she wailed.

"That's fine," he said but didn't really mean it. Now he was up shit creek because he would need to find another secret location other than his apartment to sell the drugs to. Maybe Breanne's apartment would do.

"I'm going to take a shower and then go to bed alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure. I'm going to go to bed early tonight."

"Yeah," she answered and walked into the bathroom.

Roger ran in to his room and took out some parchment, a quill, and some ink. He wrote a letter to Breanne about the problem.

Dearest Breanne,

We have a bit of a problem. You see, Alicia's room mate heard that we were just using her to get some drugs. Then they had an argument and Alicia moved out. I don't think she believed him though. Anyways Alicia is moving in with me so I was wondering if we could sell the drugs in your apartment. Thanks. Keep planning our wedding which might happen sooner than expected.

Signed Your Truest Love,

Roger

Roger walked towards his owl's cage. "Randall, give this letter to Breanne." he instructed tying the parchment to his leg. The owl flew out of the open window and into the night sky.

Alicia woke up the next morning very early. She couldn't sleep last night remembering what had happened. She just wondered if George was still upset. "Maybe I should go and apologize," she suggested but then her pride fought against it. "He skrewd up my love life you know." Her pride seemed to be fighting against her heart telling her that George was a great person and had no reason to lie.

TAP! TAP! TAP! An owl was pecking on her window begging to be let in. She opened to window and ushered the creature inside. Taking the letter off she instantly recognized the handwriting, it was from Angelina.

Alicia,

George wrote me a letter after the argument since I'm the last person to talk to. Don't worry I'm not having a Fred-is-still-unconscious moment so relax. I'm writing because I want to comfort my friend because she's the only one I have left and I don't want to lose her because of a silly argument. Anyways, would you like to go to the muggle world this weekend and go to the spa? (I think that's what it's called.)

Yours Truly,

Angelina

On the letter there were tear spots that Angelina had made. She was really sensitive when it came to Fred, Katie, or Lee. She needed her friends now since the incident at the shop and she didn't have as many as before. Alicia and George were her only source of comfort now and she wrote and contacted them constantly.

"Oh Angie," she said smiling at her friends paranoia of losing her. Sitting down at the kitchen table she wondered if there was anything important at the hospital this weekend. Coming up with nothing she took out some scrap parchment and scribbled a note to her colleague who was recently promoted to become her boss.

Dear Cho,

Angelina asked me if I wanted to go to the muggle world with her this weekend. I was wondering if I could go even though I have a shift this weekend. Just ask Hannah to cover for me. Thanks.

Sincerely yours,

Alicia

"Artemis!" she called to her owl. It fluttered to the kitchen and perched on the chair beside her. "Give this letter to Cho who should probably be in her office by now," Alicia directed her owl. She hooted to signify that she understood and flew back into her bedroom where her window was still open.

Fifteen minutes later Artemis came back through the same window carrying a message. "That was quick," Alicia commented while eating her cereal. Unrolling the parchment she read the short note.

Alicia,

Hannah said she could cover for you so you can have the weekend off. See you in the hospital later.

From,

Cho

"Morning sunshine," Roger greeted emerging from his room.

"Morning," she replied. She couldn't talk or look at Roger the same way ever since George had told her what he heard. She didn't know why George's lie had taken such and effect on her.

"What day is it today?" he asked looking in the fridge for something to eat.

"Today is Monday."

"Really? Oh shit!"

"What?"

"I'm late for a meeting with uhhh… a customer who wants to buy some of my uhh… fertilizer."

"Okay then," she said. She wasn't sure why there were so many hesitations at the words 'customer' and 'fertilizer'.

He quickly put on some decent clothes and ran out the door with a suitcase. She wondered why you would use a suitcase to carry fertilizer. Ten minutes later though she heard a tapping at the window of the living room. Opening it a post office owl came in with a note.

Alicia,

I forgot my wallet. Could you send me it? It's in my room on my desk. Thanks.

Roger

Alicia ran in to his room and located the wallet on the desk. Beside it though was a letter addressed to Roger from a woman named Breanne. She couldn't help not reading it.

My Sweet Roger,

Of course we can sell it in my apartment. I would do anything for you.

Love,

Breanne

P.S Don't worry about the wedding because it's coming along just fine.

Who in the bloody hell is Breanne Alicia wondered. Maybe she a very good friend of Roger's and she was one of those girls who used romantic headings for the fun of it. She didn't have time to worry about it though because she needed to get to work.

Later that week…

Alicia got home from work and flopped down on the couch. It was Friday night and she was absolutely exhausted from the week. "At least I'll have a lot of tense muscles for my massage at the spa," she told herself. She got up off the couch and went to the bathroom where she took a shower. Then she collapsed on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

The next morning Alicia was up and looking forward to her weekend in the muggle world. She was sitting at the table with Roger while eating breakfast. "How long will you be gone?" he asked looking up from the Daily Prophet.

"Today Angelina and I are going to the spa and then we're spending the night at a hotel. On Sunday we're just going to go shopping and check out a show at the theatre. I'll be home by tomorrow night," she informed him.

"Okay."

Later that afternoon Alicia sat at table by herself in the Leaky Cauldron where she was supposed to meet Angelina for a drink before they left. "Hey Alicia!" her friend called from the fireplace. Angelina had used floo powder to get there.

"There you are! I was beginning to feel like you ditched me," Alicia said. "Are you going to get a drink?"

"Sure," she said joining Alicia at a bar stool.

"What will it be?" a bartender asked from behind the counter. He was big, fat and hairy.

"I'll have some cranberry juice and vodka please," Alicia said.

"Get me an alcoholic butterbeer."

"Right up," the bartender mumbled and went to get two glasses.

The two gulped down their drinks in a minute. They gathered their duffel bags and walked out the door that led to the muggle world. "I'll get us a taxi to go to the spa," Alicia said. Angelina nodded in agreement. Alicia knew a lot about muggles since her father was one and raised her as one before she went to Hogwarts.

As they arrived at the spa they decided to get a massage first. It was amazing how tense her muscles were and the person giving the massage had no problem pointing it out. "You tense, you are," the Russian woman who didn't know a lot of English said.

Near the end of the day (A/N I don't know a whole lot about spas so I won't mention it in detail.) Angelina and Alicia were having a mud bath. "So tell me, what really happened the night you moved out."

"Where should I start?"

"How about your date with Roger?"

"Well he took me to the Quidditch pitch but he transfigured everything to look like a soccer (football) field."

"Is soccer that funny game where the people kick the ball instead of picking it up?" Angelina asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, continue," Angelina commanded.

"While we were walking there he asked me if I had gotten him any flower powder from the hospital. He says he needs it for fertilizer or something. Then I tell him that I can't get him much more because there's a shortage at the hospital. And then all of a sudden he looks like he's scared and nervous and stuff."

"Then he proposes to you, right?"

"Yeah, he did. Do you know what would have made it perfect though? He got red wine but everyone knows that I hate red wine. Doesn't he know I like ice wine?"

"You're getting off subject here." Angelina said eager to get back on topic.

"Sorry."

"What happened after the date?"

"I came and I wanted to tell George the news. Then he comes in and starts yelling random stuff about Roger being a drug dealer and he was smoking flower powder. Crap like that. Then I said he always bad-mouthed my boyfriends and asked him why. That's when he told me he had a crush on me."

"What?" she had never expected George to say something like that at such a wrong time.

"That's when I realized George was lying about my boyfriends so I would fall in love with him. This time he had crossed the line though. Roger being a drug dealer? He was that stupid."

"I think you're jumping to conclusions."

"What?" Alicia stared at her friend. What was that supposed to mean?

"You don't know if George is lying. Sure, he lied about your past boyfriends to get you to like him but none of them were this serious. Do you have any proof at all that Roger is a drug dealer?"

"Other than his nervousness at hearing there was a shortage of flower powder not really."

"That's not a lot of proof."

"Oh wait! Roger forgot his wallet today so I had to mail it to him and that's when I saw a letter."

"What kind of letter?" Angelina asked clearly interested.

"It said he could sell something at a woman named Breanne's apartment. It also said that a wedding was coming along fine."

After a moment of deep thought Angelina had come to a conclusion. "Roger probably sells the drugs in his apartment but after you moved in he had to ask a friend for help. He needed a new secret location."

"Okay then. The problem is what do I do now?" Alicia pondered this question for a long time.

"You gotta march right up to Roger and say, 'Are you selling drugs?'."

"He might deny it."

"Then you search the whole freakin' apartment!"

"That's assuming that George is not lying."

"Alicia answer me this. When George told you what he heard did you not believe him or did you not want to believe him?"

"I don't know," Alicia didn't know if she just wanted to trust Roger or if she really didn't believe George.

"What does that mean?"

"It means I don't know who's telling the truth."

"Alicia, how long have you been friends with George?"

"All my life. Our moms were great friends in Hogwarts."

"Has he always cared about you and always cared about your happiness?"

"Yes."

"Than what's so different? All he wants is for you to be safe and happy."

"I guess," she realized what she had done and now needed to go and fix it. Now the boyfriend thing didn't seem all that bad. They were all pretty much jerks anyways. "Yeah, you're right."

"I think you know who to trust."

"I gotta go," Alicia said rushing up. She felt physically sick.

"What about our weekend?"

"Now that I know what to do I can't sit around not doing anything. Sorry."

"It's okay," Angelina said getting up herself.

"Thanks Angelina."

A/N That was my sixth chapter and I hope you all know what's happening. Yes, it does sound confusing. I don't think I'm gonna get another chapter done until July 30 when I come back. Sorry if it was confusing, short, stupid, boring etc. REVIEW!