Title: If Loving You Is Wrong
Summary: If loving your teacher is wrong, than Angelina doesn't want to be right. Professor Fred Weasley has trapped Angelina within a web of seduction, and she doesn't want to be free
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I do not and will never own Harry Potter…however, J.K. Rowling needs to hurry the hell up and put out book 7 ASAP!!!!
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Thanks a bunch to reviewers! Much love, babe!
Angelface04: Thanks for reviewing! I've been really busy with graded events this past week, but I'm trying to update ASAP
bRaTsKi: You know, at first I was just writing this to kill time. But I'm really gonna try and make this story work. I'm still a little unsure about it as well.
Rupert's honey: When I wrote this I didn't want it to be the typical Fred/Angelina story. I figured AU was a big step in being original.
Zombie-Chicken: I'm not sure if I'm going to have much of the Trio in the story. I think I might throw Ron in once in a while, but I'm still undecided. And yeh, I hate it when I read a story where the relationship happens too fast…three chapters later and they're already shagging.
Poetrymaiden: Yup, I like older men! And I happen to like one of my college professors, which my friends tease me for all the time..sigh At least one of us can have what she wants…lmao
Libra4eva: Well, Draco could be Angelina's sugar daddy…lol. Thanx for reading and reviewing.
Mytondeftiger: I didn't think there was much humor in it, but thanks. I have a completely different sense of humor than most people, so normally what I think is funny is prolly not. I'm trying, though, so bare with me!
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"I absolutely refuse to do it!" Katie declared, throwing her History of Magic textbook to the ground with a dramatic flourish.
Alicia groaned. "You know, for once you actually have a point." She closed her book and lay down on the couch beside Angelina, who just scooted over to make more room.
"You guys say that now, "Angelina began while flipping through a couple pages in the book, "but I guarantee you'll regret it later."
"Who gives a flying fuck!" Katie exclaimed, causing a couple first years sitting by the fireplace to glance up at her in slight interest. She turned around and glared at them until they quickly went to whatever they had been doing. "I hate this damn class! I don't care about history! It's just a bunch of old wizards fighting in stupid battles with ogres and vampire bunnies!"
Alicia snorted. "Vampire bunnies, Katie? I think I would've remembered that lesson if it actually existed."
Angelina yawned and closed her book. "Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm done memorizing the paragraph for the oral recitation tomorrow."
Katie stuck out her tongue and flipped Angelina off. "Professor Weasley is hot, but giving us an oral recitation on the second day of class is dick of him."
Alicia giggled. "He may be a dick, but I bet he's got a nice one."
Katie rolled over onto her back and pretended to swoon. "I know I'd like to suck---"She was abruptly cut off as Angelina clamped a hand over her mouth. "Don't you dare finish that sentence."
Katie just smiled impishly and sat up, flicking her long blonde hair out of her face. "I know what Angelina wants to suck!" Giggling, she jumped off the couch and ran out of the common room before Angelina could catch her.
Angelina threw down her book and chased after the blonde, who was loudly shrieking "Professor Weasley!" as she ran throughout the halls of Hogwarts.
Alicia rolled her eyes and sighed. "Dorks."
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Professor Weasley leaned against the side of his desk with a frown marring his handsome features. Even when upset, he still managed to look effortlessly appealing. "So you mean to tell me, "he began slowly as he scanned the wary faces of his class, "that none of you are prepared for the recitation."
The students at least had the decency to look ashamed as they attempted to look everywhere but at Professor Weasley. "Well." Professor Weasley "Does anyone want to explain why you didn't do your assignment? We're all grown adults in this room, or at least I assumed we were. But now I see that I will have to micromanage everything you all do in my classroom."
Angelina was growing frustrated. She'd done all that work memorizing her recitation, but of course she couldn't single herself out by claiming that she had indeed done the assignment. She would be shunned by most of the class, save for Alicia and Katie, who would stick by her no matter what. However, being shunned was not something she was ready to deal with.
"Professor!" Alicia waved her hand frantically in the air. "You don't have to micromanage us because Angelina did her homework."
"Alicia!" Angelina hissed as she shrank lower in her seat. Professor Weasley raised one eyebrow and walked over to where Angelina was sitting. Angelina, seeing her teacher coming closer, looked for the nearest exist (a window) and wondered if falling three floors would really hurt that much.
"Miss Johnson, is this true?" Professor Weasley stood towered over her desk so she had to crane her head to look up at him.
"Ummm….yes, Professor." Angelina whispered as she looked into his eyes.
"Well, Miss Johnson, if you would please come to the front of the classroom and do your recitation." His request left no room for argument. Angelina begrudgingly headed to the front of the room and began to complete her task.
" 'Twas about this time I conceived…'" Angelina recited the paragraph, and halfway through she glanced at the back of the classroom to see Professor Weasley looking intently at her, a small smile on his lips.
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"With the exception of Miss Johnson, I expect a ten inch report on Dragon Wars due the next time we meet. Class dismissed." Professor Weasley said as soon as Angelina finished. For once the students were quiet as they exited the classroom to think about their punishment.
As soon as Angelina reached her seat she grabbed her notebook and placed a sound smack on Alicia's head. "Owww! What was that for?" Alicia shrieked as she brought a hand to her injured head.
Angelina's eyes narrowed. "Do you really want me to answer that?"
Katie separated the two girls. "Ange, what happened was a poor decision on Alicia's part. But you saved us from a serious glare session from Professor Weasley. However, he does look hot when he's angry." Katie placed a finger on her chin as she thought back to the earlier portion of the class.
"Katie!" Angelina exclaimed.
"What? Oh, sorry." Katie glanced to the front of the classroom, where Professor Weasley was erasing the board. 'Look at it this way. You don't have to write the report since you did your work."
Angelina gathered her books up in her arms and sighed. "Whatever, Kate." The three girls headed out the classroom when Professor Weasley stopped Angelina by placing a hand on her upper arm. "Miss Johnson, I'd like to speak with you a moment."
Angelina gulped and exchanged glances with her two friends. "S-sure Professor."
Katie and Alicia sent Angelina an apologetic look as they continued on to Gryffindor Tower.
"Miss Johnson," Professor Weasley began with a gentle smile. "You're not in trouble."
All the tension built up in Angelina was released with those words. She smiled back, which caused him to smile bigger.
"I just want to know why you didn't speak up when I asked for people to recite their recitation."
Angelina shrugged and looked down at her books before meeting his eyes. She was shocked to realize that what her friends claimed was true---he did have beautiful eyes. "Professor, I didn't want to be singled out and teased for being the only one to complete the assignment."
Professor Weasley looked thoughtful for a moment. "You know, in a weird way I understand. Just, next time make sure you actually speak up when you've done the assignment or I'll be forced to take drastic measures." He winked at Angelina, who felt her face heat up.
"Okay, Professor. Have a nice day." Angelina turned to head out the room.
"Angelina!" She turned around to see Professor Weasley with a smirk on his face. "Have a nice day!" He waved goofily at her. Angelina laughed and waved back. It was only when she was halfway to Gryffindor Tower that a thought hit her.
"He said my name. He called me Angelina." Puzzled, but slightly elated, Angelina rushed to meet her friends.
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Wow…this chapter is NOT what I thought it would be. I need HELP. If anyone has any idea of where they want the story to go, or funny stories or ideas for Fred and Angelina, please let me know!!! Much love babes!