Sorry I haven't updated for so long but now I finally have and not only that I'm going to update again in the same day! (Everyone cheers) Any ways, for all the authors reading this, I was wondering if you could not put any spoilers from HBP in your stories because I haven't read the stupid book yet. Why? I think it's too expensive at the moment so I'm waiting for it to come out on soft cover. So you only have to wait for about six months, that's all. Just kidding. I know I'm not funny.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter so you can't sue me if the sixth book is really bad. It's not like I'd know or anything if it was bad anyways.

KitKat001: Sorry if it doesn't sound that realistic. It's just that I needed another reason for Alicia to move out. Thanks for the reviews.

inspins2011: Thanks for the review and I'll try to make this chapter a bit longer but I can't guarantee anything.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter because I'm not smart enough.

Chapter 7- A Welcome Home Surprise

Alicia ran out of the spa into the busy streets of London during rush hour. It was useless to try to get a taxi because it would take at least an hour to get to the Leaky Cauldron. She doubted she could apparate under her emotions and in plain view of all the muggles on the streets either. So she ran.

She ran through the streets not looking where she was going. Eventually she bumped into someone right outside the Leaky Cauldron. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" she yelped getting up and helping the man she bumped into up. Alicia looked at the man and thought she recognized his face. "Do I know you?" she asked kind of rudely.

"I think so. Are you Alicia Spinnet by any chance?" asked the man.

"Yeah I am. What's your name?"

"Thomas Anmark," he replied.

"Thomas I almost didn't recognize you!" Alicia exclaimed. Thomas was a classmate from Ravenclaw and he had convinced his father to rent the top floor of his apartment to Alicia.

"Me either. You wanna come in and have a drink with me to catch up?" he asked gesturing towards the Leaky Cauldron.

"Uhhhh, I don't know. I'm kind of in a hurry," Alicia said remembering her problem with Roger.

"I'm not giving you a choice. I'm only in London for about three days and hearing about you from my father isn't the same. Just one drink I promise."

"Fine then," she said stubbornly.

They walked into the pub and took two seats at the bar. After Thomas ordered two butterbeers he started the conversation. "So, my father says that you moved out in a hurry and left a boy behind. A red head I hear. Is it by any chance a Weasly twin?"

"Yeah, I gave my apartment to George."

"Why? I remember hearing you say you'd have given up your right arm for that apartment."

"Well, it's a long story," Alicia said hoping he'd give up and start on a new topic.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Hesitantly Alicia told Thomas the whole story about the argument with George and her. "I mean he lied about all my other boyfriends why should I believe him now?" Alicia explained.

"Are you saying that George lied about the guys you dated like Mike, Kevin, and the ugly guy Carl?"

"Yeah, you understand right?"

"I understand it's just that I think that George is right."

"What?"

"You know Mike was my roommate right? Well he was cheating on you. So George wasn't lying on that one. Kevin was using you as a bet. He bet his friends that he could snog you by Christmas. So-"

"Wait! George said that he heard that Kevin was using me as a bet so he wasn't lying about him either."

"You're a bit slow but yeah. Carl-"

"Is he actually gay?"

"Yeah he is. So do you see that George wasn't lying about anybody that you were with? Chances are he isn't lying about Roger either."

"I think you're right."

"Aren't I always?"

"I gotta go Thomas, thanks for everything." Alicia said throwing a couple of sickles on the tables as she got up. Realizing that she probably wouldn't see Thomas again for another couple years she yelled back, "I'll send you a Christmas card!"

She reached Roger's apartment at around six o'clock. He was probably home by now so she could confront him head on. Opening the door she heard a voice, a female voice, it moaned out, "Roger…"

"What the hell was that?" she said quietly to herself. Entering the apartment she looked into the living room and on the couch. She gasped at what she saw. On top of Roger was a women and they were snogging like there was no tomorrow.

"What the fucking hell are you doing?" Alicia screamed.

Roger sprang up so quickly that the women on top of him fell off of him and on to the floor. "Leesh, what are you doing home so early?"

"I don't think that's the freaking point right now! Who's she and what is she doing here?" Alicia gestured towards the women. Roger began talking but Alicia hushed him and faced the women instead. "What's your name?"

"Bre-"the women began obviously afraid of Alicia, "Breanne."

"So you've been cheating on me. Anything else you want to tell me like you're using me to sell drugs by any chance?" she asked accusingly at Roger.

"No!" yelled Roger.

Alicia was sure he was lying but she needed some sort of proof. She looked around the room and her eyes rested upon the suitcase Roger had used to carry fertilizer that morning. She pounced on it and opened it up. Inside were tons of cigarettes. Alicia grabbed one of them and sniffed it. "That is defiantly flower powder I smell."

"Listen Alicia, I can explain…"

Roger began some pointless explanation but Alicia wasn't listening for she had drifted off into her own thoughts. All of a sudden she remembered the letter she read that morning. Angelina was right about Breanne and the letter. But the letter had also said something about a wedding coming along well. They must be getting married soon Alicia realized. Amazingly she wasn't as surprised as she thought she would be. Deep down inside I must have believed George she thought.

"Shut up," she snapped in the middle of Roger's excuse. "It's over and I'm going to tell the Ministry of Magic about your little drug dealing job don't you worry about that." With that she exited the living room and into the room where she had stayed that night and packed her things.

Angelina was in the kitchen stirring some meat sauce for her pasta. Then she heard a knock on the door. She looked up and wondered who that could be. The last time someone had interrupted her while she was cooking was a year ago. That was when Alicia and George had come to tell her that Fred might die. She gulped and went to answer the door.

There stood Alicia trunk and all with the hugest smile on her face. "What's this all about?" Angelina asked looking from the trunk to Alicia's smile.

"I broke up with Roger," she said the smile not even flinching.

"You go girl," Angelina said engulfing Alicia in a hug. "Why are you here though?"

"Well I thought I could stay the night for, ummm, you know…"

"No, I don't know," Angelina said confused.

"For," Alicia looked both ways, "advice." Angelina squealed. Alicia never went to anybody for advice and was well known for it. She was the independent person who solved all her own problems without even wincing. Angelina and Katie had always wondered how she did it.

"Don't publicize it!" Alicia snapped. "I just need a little help with my George problem…"

"Come right in honey. Welcome to Angie's Mystical House of Advice, is it your first time here?"

"Shut up Ang! Are you making pasta?" Alicia asked sniffing the air.

"Yeah, but what does that-"

"Shush! Food first then talk!" Alicia said then ran towards the kitchen. Angelina had always thought Alicia was a tom-boy, not only for her athleticism but she thought with her stomach.

After four servings of pasta Angelina was finally able to convince Alicia to talk. "So what happened?" she asked eagerly.

"Well I came back to Roger's house and then I saw him with a girl on top of him and I'm like 'What the hell?' right? Then I'm like 'What's your name?' to the women and she's like Breanne. Then I asked Roger if he sold drugs and of course he denied so I looked in the suitcase he had that morning and there were flower powder cigars in there. So then I'm like, 'It's over!' and yeah…"

"That's it?" Angelina asked a little disappointed.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you something else. I ran into Thomas Anmark today."

"No way! From Ravenclaw?" Angelina exclaimed.

"Yeah, and it seems that George wasn't lying about any of my boyfriends. He was absolutely correct about Mike and Kevin-"

"So Carl is really gay?"

"That too."

"You know what you have to do now don't you?" asked Angelina.

"Yeah, I gotta talk to George." Angelina gave Alicia a look that said you-better-not-try -and-avoid-this. "Tomorrow, I promise."

"What are you gonna say?"

"That's what I need help with. Should I apologize first or what?"

"Just apologize and say how you broke up with Roger and stuff. Don't forget to add that you are really sorry and will never forgive yourself."

"I know that it's just that I kind of feel weird apologizing to George. It's like I never wanted to make him upset in the first place and I don't want to apologize because I don't want to like lose my pride. But I don't know why I should feel this when this is like my best friend I'm talking about."

Angelina now realized something about Alicia that maybe she didn't even realize. Alicia had feelings for George Weasly.

There you have it, a very short chapter 7. Don't complain yet because I just updated in the same day. Reviews are welcome if you want to comment on the shortness or the storyline or plot or whatever. You don't have to review but they are appreciated. Thank you.