Sorry this has taken forever but I have finally done it. The update you have been waiting for. I can't believe it's been 9 months. First I have to say, I can't believe no one figured out who the eavesdropper was. I thought it was like, Duh! I think you may have had to read the book to figure it out. I know some of you may be like, "who?"

Evilevergreen was the closest to guess who the eavesdropper was. She said it was a Ravenclaw. Well the confusion ends here.

Thanx to all my reviewers. Much love! Here we go!

Chapter 5: Goodbye Confusion. Hello Disaster.

She was in the Room of Requirement. She had gone there for some alone time. Apparently they had, too. She expected something was up when she sat there reading and a bed appeared before her even though she didn't think to use one. The door was banged on as if someone was shoved against it. Scared, she hid behind the loveseat in the corner of the room. Peeking over the seat, she saw them enter. His hand was on her waist and the other buried in her hair. Her dark eyes were fixed on his as her fingers were working on his zipper. His lips connected to her neck as his hand moved from her hair to her blouse. The buttons were slowly being undone as his shirt was being untucked.

As the girl watched from behind the couch, she wanted to tear her eyes away but couldn't. She had to be dreaming. She took one final look at the couple. He was roaming the girl's body, almost like he was relishing in the brown skin. He kissed her lips once more before they both laid down on the bed and he climbed on top of her. The girl behind the couch pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

"Ooooooowwwwwwwwwww!"

Turns out she was. Marietta Edgecombe woke up from her nightmare. It had happened before. Different versions of her love and Angelina doing what she wished she could. She mentally cursed the day she cheated on Roger. He was perfect. Now he was dating Angelina. Her newest enemy. That was the only reason she loathed her. Well, maybe not.

She bested her at a lot of things. She got better grades, she played quidditch, and she was one of the guys. She was obviously beautiful and the teachers adored her. She was perfect. Marietta got good grades but she sometimes struggled. She didn't play sports at all. She had a few guy friends but not too many. Marietta was very pretty and was up on the scale. However, Angelina was a 10. You can't compete with that.

She sent Angelina a note telling her to stay away from Roger but to no avail. They continued to date and Marietta was left in the cold. She had made it a habit to continually stalk the two on a regular basis. They didn't know it though. Anyway, after her nightmare, Marietta decided she would have to think of a new plan to get Roger back. She would have to sleep on it.

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Well, the whole day went by uneventfully. Angelina had talked to Roger for a while and then came back to the common room. She met up with Alicia there and told her about Roger.

"Well he is the sweetest guy in the world!"

"Really? You are so lucky! I wish George was sweet like that."

"I mean it was a nice walk around the lake. He was polite and we have so much in common! I really like him."

As Angelina and Alicia chatted away, the two girls did not notice two redheaded boys in the corner of the room pointing towards them with their wands. All of a sudden Angelina interrupted Alicia,

"OH MY GOD! Alicia YOUR SKIN!"

"Angelina what are you talking about? My skin is perfectly fine. Honestly..." She bent down to look at her reflection in the glass of the coffee table and what she saw made her scream.

Her skin

was

green.

It was a dark forest green. She looked at her hands and they were the same. Angelina had only looked away for a second and when she looked back, her best friend was green!

"Oh my god! Let's go to the infirmary...come on Alicia! Come on, Alicia get up! For heaven's sake, GET UP!" screamed Angelina as Alicia began to hysterically sob. As she pulled Alicia to her feet, she noticed the twins laughing their arse's off. Bastards! For now, her friend was in need of some serious help. So they walked to the infirmary.

Madam Pomfrey suggested that Alicia stay for the next couple of hours. Alicia told Angelina she should go. She didn't want her friend to be cooped up all day. Besides, the potion Madam Pomfrey gave her was making her sleepy.

"Alright, I'll see you later, Leesh."

It was about noon so lunch was started. As she entered the Great Hall, she immediately spotted her friends. As she sat across from the twins, she couldn't help but feel as though someone was watching her. She ignored it and focused her attention on the twins.

"Didn't the two of you learn your lesson in second year?" she said. When they were 12, they made her shrink twice her size. When she was changed back, she did not hesitate to give them both black eyes.

"Yes Angelina. We're sorry we pranked your friend," they said in their "yes mommy" voices.

So they continued to eat their lunch. Towards the end of it, she still felt eyes burning a hole in her skull. She looked up. Good Ol' Montague. Something was different about him. Maybe it was the fact that he was just wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. Or perhaps the way his hair hung loosely in front of his eyes. Or just the way he was watching her. Whatever it was, he looked ruggedly handsome and sexy. (More so than usual)

Angelina gave him a look saying, "What do you want?" He silently told her the obvious answer. Angelina averted her eyes as she rested them on Roger. He was laughing about something with his friends when she caught his eye. He gave her a little wink and mouthed, "Lets meet up later." Angelina nodded her head and looked back at Montague. His face was red and he was obviously very upset. She gave him a sly smile.

After lunch, the twins announced a party in the common room that night. Angelina decided to finish her homework because she would never be able to get it done with the serious amounts of firewhiskey she planned on drinking that night. So she went to the library with her books. She set her books down and went to look for the potions book to help her for reference. She found it. On the top shelf. The very top shelf. She was tall but not that tall. She tried to jump and she still couldn't get it. She reached on her very tiptoes and was merely a half-inch away from it. Then a large muscular hand came from behind her and HIS voice whispered, "Here you go."

With a sigh she turned around and muttered a thank you as she shoved past Montague and back to the table where her books were. He sat down across from her and did nothing.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact you can. I would like it if you would strip off your clothes, lay down on this table and spread your legs," he said thoughtfully as if he were telling her about the contents of pumpkin juice.

"Well, that was honest," she said not very surprised at his abruptness. She went back to her work.

"Angelina?"

She automatically looked up. She never thought she would ever hear him say her name. Especially not so gently. "What?"

"Why are you denying this? You do realize that I could have anyone I wanted. All I want is you," he said very quietly. He didn't even sound conceited, despite what he was saying. It was an obvious fact but when he actually stated it, it felt like a declaration of undying love.

"Montague, you do realize that I'm seeing someone?"

"He doesn't have to know."

"Well I'm not the kind of girl who cheats on her man. He's not my boyfriend, as of yet, but I think things might get serious. But even if I wasn't dating him, this still cannot happen. I'm a Gryffindor, you're a Slytherin. Our worlds would eventually clash, even if it were only physical. Besides, you had your fun with me. And, like you said, you can have anyone you want. Why me?"

"Do you not realize that you are one of the most beautiful girls in school? That fact and this reason is why I want you. I haven't had you yet. Every decent Ravenclaw and Slytherin girl I have gone through were never satisfying enough. They don't have your fire."

She knew he was a man-whore but damn. Every Slytherin and Ravenclaw? She knew he wouldn't fuck a Hufflepuff because in his eyes they were the lowest of the low. And I thought Marietta was a whore, she thought. She wondered why the other girls slept with him. They probably thought they could change his ways. Stupid bitches, she thought with a mental smirk.

"Well, Montague, it sounds like you just want me as a notch on your bedpost. It's not going to happen, so just let it go, all right?" she said as she finished up her homework. "I'll be seeing you."

Then she left. Montague thought of going after her but he thought better of it.

So she walked to her dorm. She left her books on her bed and spent the rest of the day with the twins and Lee. Around 6:30, they headed to the infirmary to see Alicia. She was ready to go so they proceeded to dinner. On their way, Roger caught up with them and said to Angelina, "Hey. I have something to show you. Come with me." She agreed and he took hold of her hand and led her to a painting of an apple tree on the 4th floor. "Zona," he said to it and it swung open.

They stepped into it and Angelina gasped. It was a small beautiful library. It was a small room but all the space on the wall was covered in books with the exception of a small stained glass window and the torches on each side. In the middle of the room, a small table was set for two by candlelight.

"I know you love to read. I thought you would like it. Maybe you would like to have dinner with me tonight?"

"I love it. Of course. Let's sit," she said as they went to it. It was pretty romantic. Being in a library, her favorite place (besides the quidditch pitch), with her favorite boy (for the moment), eating her favorite food (hamburgers and fries).

After they were finished with dessert, music came from nowhere. "Would you like to dance?" he asked as he offered his hand. She nodded and allowed herself to be swept into his arms. He placed his hands on her hips and she rested her wound her arms around his neck. She stepped closer to him so she could rest her head on his shoulder as they swayed to the music.

"So Angelina, I have something I want to ask you."

"Yes?" she said apprehensively. She hoped maybe he would ask her to be his girlfriend. She really liked him and maybe Montague would get off her back. She had a plan to seduce him then at the last minute leave him hanging. Then Roger came in to the picture. Everything changed.

"Well, I like you a lot. I think you know that by now. We've been having some fun lately and I can't think of anyone else I would rather be with. I know it's the last year of school but I just want to see where things go. So, will you be my girlfriend?"

Without even thinking about it, she raised her head to kiss him. She pressed her lips to his in a real kiss. He kissed her back and ran his mouth over hers in a sensual kiss. It was a beautiful kiss, slow, sexy, intimate but not too hot.

As they broke apart, they gave each other a smile that said it all.

"So...is that a yes?" They both laughed and danced a little while longer. Then they heard people flooding into the hallways. Dinner was over.

"As much as I hate to end this, I should go. Alicia just came back from Pomfrey so I should go make sure the Weasleys aren't letting her guzzle down firewhiskey at the party tonight," said Angelina remembering her friend.

"Alright. Just let me..." he flicked his wand and the table with the dirty dishes disappeared.

"Let's go," he said before they walked to the painting. She hadn't noticed it before, but the back of the portrait was a see-through mirror. They checked to make sure no one was in the hallway and climbed out. They said their goodbyes and Roger told her to have fun at the party. They gave each other another intimate kiss and they parted.

As she walked the halls, she felt on top of the world. She couldn't stop smiling. She practically ran to the Tower to tell Alicia what happened. However, on her way, she couldn't help but feel like she was being watched. She kept glancing behind her shoulder but there was never anyone there except the occasional group of friends or lone students. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling. She made it to the tower safely and hurried in. She found her friends in the middle of the crowd dancing. They passed her a butterbeer and partied on. Since it was Sunday, the party ended at 10:00 instead of normal weekend parties that ended at 3:00 or so.

She told Alicia everything that night before they went to bed. Life is good.

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Marietta had a plan. She saw them walk out of the painting. God knows what they did in there. She had to put a stop to this. She needed help, though. Who would help her?

Preview: Chapter 6

"So will you help me?"

"Yes."

"What are you going to do?"

"A little persuasion will do them some good."

"Good."

A/N: There we go people! Have fun reviewing the shit out of this chapter! The next update should be soon. I promise I will never go this long without updating again!

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