Fell in Love Without You

Chapter 9: Peace Maker

I tried my hardest to avoid Fred and Annabelle for the rest of the week. Fred, of course, noticed and tried to talk to me, but Annabelle was always there so I would just make up some excuse and walk away. Homework was a good one, but I don't know if he bought it as often as he said he did.

Friday came quickly though and as usual classes were called off due to the match. Probably the best thing that came out of weekday Quidditch matches.

I sat in the stands silently with my friends, watching the teams warm up.

"I can't wait for tomorrow night... My dress is a gorgeous blue to match my eyes... and it doesn't clash with Fred's hair" She laughed with Riley. "I had mother send it over from a store in New York. It's fabulous" She gushed about her stupid dress.

I sighed and put my head in my hands as Roger flew past. He flashed me a grin and waved. I couldn't help but smile and wave back.

"Was that Roger Davies waving at you?" Hermione nudged me. I blushed and nodded.

"Yeah... we've been spending more time together lately because of prefect stuff. We're good mates now" I explained. I hadn't told anyone he was my date to the dance.

"Wow that's so cool Avery... Roger is super hot" Annabelle smiled and twirled a strand of hair around her finger. "You should go to the dance with him"

"Yeah he's not with that horrible Eva now" Hermione nodded.

"Yeah maybe" I smiled again as he flew past.

"Maybe you should date him!" Annabelle exclaimed. I hushed her and shook my head.

"No... he's still hurt by Eva... he's not interested and neither am I"

I looked away as Fred flew past. Annabelle sighed with happiness. "Imagine if Fred and I started dating" She smiled.

I rolled my eyes and watched as the game began.

The game was intense from the word go with both teams scoring goal for goal. I got a few dirty looks when I cheered for Roger, including a surprised one from Fred.

He glanced over about an hour into the game and saw me cheering for Roger's goal. He frowned and raised an eyebrow.

I just shrugged.

All at once I saw it happening. Fred was still staring at me with a strange expression on his face, when a bludger slammed into the side of his face and he began to fall. Luckily he wasn't too far off the ground.

Still, I shot out of my seat, down the stairs of the stands and ran to where he was lying on the pitch.

Pushing through the sweaty Quidditch players, I kneeled down by Fred. His eyes were closed tightly as he spoke to his brother while his hand pinched the bridge of his nose tightly. His nose was bleeding.

"Please tell me she didn't see that" He muttered.

"Oh, don't worry," George replied as he looked at me. "She didn't" He could barely suppress his laughter.

"Fred?" I asked softly.

Fred's eyes opened and they snapped to me momentarily before sliding over to glare at George who merely laughed.

"Here" the uninjured twin held out a little piece of candy to his brother.

After taking it, the blood stopped flowing from his nose.

"Are you ok?" I asked as he stood up. He swayed slightly and I held onto his arm.

"Perfect, if you don't count my bruised ego."

"I don't"

"Then I'm fantastic" He gave me a curious look "You got down here fast..."

"I was worried" I answered without thinking.

"You were?" He asked with a triumphant smile on his face. I blushed and nodded.

"Of course…you just fell off your broom, Fred" I muttered. He swayed again and I clutched his shoulder tighter. "Maybe you should sit?"

"WEASLEY, GET BACK OUT THERE WE ARE NOT FORFEITING!" Angelina yelled, zooming down to us.

"Ange come on, he got hit in the head!" I protested. Fred waved me off.

"It's ok A.V... I'll go to Pomfrey when we win" He winked. He let go of me and swung his leg over the broom. I stood on the side of the pitch watching him like a hawk, hoping he didn't fall off his broom because of a concussion or something.

He was lucky Harry caught the snitch about 10 minutes later, because when he landed in front of me he practically collapsed in my arms.

"Infirmary for you" I struggled to put his arm around my shoulder and left the celebrations behind us.

It took longer than usual to get to sick bay but once we were there Pomfrey was hardly surprised there was an injury.

"I don't know why they don't ban that silly game" She tutted as she ordered Fred to lay down and not move.

"My head hurts" Fred groaned, closing his eyes. "This is your fault" He groaned again. I sat down on the bed.

"How is it my fault" I chuckled lightly. He picked up my hand and squeezed it.

"You were cheering for Roger Davies!" He exclaimed. "How can you cheer for the enemy?"

"Roger's my friend and it was a pretty amazing goal" I admitted.

"You like him?" He asked. No, more like demanded.

"No! What the hell?" I scowled.

He shrugged. "I haven't seen you all week and Ange told me you've been busy with Roger doing homework" He looked away from me.

He was still holding my hand though. It was confusing.

"Yeah, we've been doing Head Girl and Boy stuff as well" I frowned. "I mean it's not like you missed me. You and your girlfriend are practically attached at the hip" I snapped. I regretted it as soon as I said it.

"Annabelle is not my girlfriend" He rolled his eyes. "Is that why you've been avoiding me since Wednesday?" He asked.

"I can't stand the girl. I've tried being nice to her and I've tried liking her but I can't do it" I shrugged. "And since she seems to be your shadow, I've inadvertently been avoiding you as well" I explained. Most of it was true. I'd been avoiding Fred as well because he was flirting with Annabelle and frankly, I didn't want to see that.

"Well stop it ok? I miss you" He scowled. "It's like Roger is your new best friend"

"And it's like Annabelle is yours" I shot back.

His eyes widened. "You'll always be my best friend Avery. No questions asked" He smiled slightly and I could feel my heart thudding in my chest.

"Well Roger isn't my best friend" I looked down at my hand wrapped in his.

"Freddy!" I heard Annabelle screech from somewhere close. I dropped his hand immediately. He frowned and picked it back up.

"She's not my girlfriend" He muttered.

"Oh my gosh I was so worried about you!" She came into view and practically threw herself on top of him.

"I'm ok. Like usual, Avery took care of me" He smiled and squeezed my hand. Annabelle looked from him to me and then her gaze dropped to our hands. She gave me a pointed look and pulled Fred's hand from mine.

"Well I'm here now..." She smiled. I looked down at my now empty hands.

"I should go" I murmured. I couldn't fight her. I just wasn't like that.

Fred's hand grabbed mine again and made me stay seated. "No don't" He shook his head.

Annabelle's eyes flashed at me when I didn't drop his hand. "Roe's looking for you by the way Avery" She said, her voice distinctly frosty.

"Roe can wait" Fred shrugged.

Annabelle tugged Fred's hand from mine. "She said it was urgent"

I blinked. Gone was the Mary Sue Dimples and in their place was a vicious, blonde, bitch. I stood up and nodded.

"Right. Yeah. Cya Fred... you know how Roe doesn't like to be kept waiting" I sighed and walked away.

"Avery... Avery wa – "

"Shh Fred... I'm still here" The simpering sweet voice was back and she was little miss sunshine again. It was the first time I'd seen Annabelle be a bitch and I didn't want to see it again.

I suck at girl fights. I'm the peace maker not the fighter. The fighter is Roe. Maybe she would know what to do, but I was staying out of it.

Plea's Note:

Here it is... Number nine :) I hope you like it as much as the others. I'm not too sure on it. =\ I have a question to ask you guys anyway: If I started up a blog to showcase my other work (my non-fanfiction work) would you guys appreciate it. I would fill it with my short stories, profiles of my characters, Q&A's, little things like that... I'm asking you guys because ultimately you are my readers :)

Let me know and review as always.

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