The title for chapter ten is from…Chicago. I need to find harder musicals to get my titles from…Congrats to Darktaurus, wickedndrentrock, thedivinemissk, Easterly Winds, CardboardCreative, Krumnut, and wickedgreenchild.

Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked. I don't own Harry Potter. End of story.

Meh. Not sure how I did with the whole describing Elphaba's/Glinda's emotions. Oh well. Hope it works out.

I was going to update this tomorow, but since I had a snow day today, I decided, "oh well, I have nothing better to do..." Enjoy.

Thanks to Mara, who wrote some parts and beta-ed others.

Chapter 11: I Loved You Once in Silence

"-and then, I noticed that- Elphaba, are you even listening?" Fiyero and some of the other major Order members were currently in an informal Order meeting. Having returned to Hogwarts a few days before, Fiyero was attempting to give a report to Dumbledore and some other members. Attempting being the key word.

Elphaba was currently staring at Glinda (who was sitting right beside Fiyero) and lost in her own thoughts. She supposed that Glinda and Fiyero would get back together again; after all, they had previously dated. Although she tried to tell herself that she didn't care, that it didn't matter to her as long as Glinda was happy, a small, but possessive part of her asserted that Glinda was hers and hers alone. Still, a dream was all it was. There was no way in Oz that-

"Hey Fae," Harry leaned over to the green woman when he noticed that she was still spacing out, "Hermione is carrying Snape's child."

"Oh. That's nice," Elphaba murmured. Then, what Harry had actually said hit her full force and she suddenly yelled (attracting the attention of the other people in the room), "Wait! WHAT?"

Harry began to laugh. "Now we've got your attention."

Elphaba paused as a plan of revenge came to her. "But shall I tell the previously mentioned parties how that was done?" Before Harry could answer, she turned to Snape. "Snape, you never told me that-mph!"

Harry clapped a hand over Elphaba's mouth and shot her a warning look. "I don't want to be used as Snape's next potion's ingredient, thank you very much," he hissed.

"Oh, Fae, do tell me what idiotic scheme Potter has come up with now," Snape said silkily. Although Harry and Snape had put aside their hatred for each other at the trial, it seemed to have come back even stronger than before.

Luckily for Harry, he was saved by Dumbledore calling the attention of all the members back to the meeting. Once Fiyero was talking again, Harry whispered to Elphaba, "You still love him, don't you?"

"What? Who?" Elphaba asked, not looking at the Boy-Who-Lived.

"Fiyero. Face it, Fae. Your staring is a bit obvious. Look, if you want him back so badly, why don't you talk to him and work out whatever your problem is?" Harry asked.

"Harry," Elphaba tore her eyes away from Glinda, "it's not that. I don't want Fiyero back." Harry raised an eyebrow. "I mean, I do, but not as a lover. Just as a friend."

"Uh huh," Harry nodded, unconvinced. "And…that's why you've spent this whole meeting spacing out and watching his every move." Elphaba didn't answer. After all, she couldn't say that she was watching Glinda. "Just…talk to him. You're both too stubborn for your own good. Perhaps all that you and Fiyero need is to have a long discussion."

Yeah, Elphaba thought sarcastically. A long discussion on why I broke up with him because I was in love with his ex-girlfriend, who he dumped for me However, she just sighed and looked again at Glinda. "Perhaps," she muttered, if only to get Harry off her case.

After the meeting was over, Harry rushed over to Glinda before she had a chance to leave the premises. He had decided to take things in his own hand. "Hi…Glinda, right?" he asked, stopping the blonde from following Fiyero and Elphaba.

"Yes," she replied. "You're…Harry?"

Harry nodded. "Listen, are you willing to help me get Fiyero and Fae back together?"

"Of course," Glinda said, a sinking feeling in her gut. "H-how do you know that they want to be back together?"

"Well, I don't know about Fiyero," Harry stopped and smirked, "but I caught our dear Fae staring at Fiyero the whole meeting. She still loves him, I can tell."

"Well, what about Snape?" Glinda asked, although she felt that someone had punched her.

"What about him?" Harry was surprised. "He's an evil git, that's what."

"I mean, doesn't Elphie love Snape? That's why she and Fiyero broke up in the first place. Or at least, that's what I heard," Glinda told Harry.

Harry, however, was shaking his head. "No, definitely not. I know for a fact that there is nothing going on between the two of them. Thankfully." He grinned.

"Alright, then," Glinda agreed. "I'll help." If only to make Elphie happy, she added silently.

"You know what to do, right?" Harry tried to make sure. "If only I could get you some Veriteserum to slip in their drinks-"

"Verite-what?" Glinda looked at her partner-in-crime suspiciously.

"Veriteserum. Really strong truth potion," Harry said dismissively. "Unfortunately, it's illegal without proper Ministry supervision. And I don't really want to invoke Snape's wrath by stealing from his stores right now. I suppose you could just do it the old fashioned way."

"Old fashioned way?" Glinda frowned.

"Lock them in a closet or something until they fight it out," Harry elaborated. "I suppose that'll have to do then. Tell Fae that you want to talk to her and lock her in somewhere with Fiyero." He paused as Elphaba came back into the room.

"Glinda, are you coming?" she asked. "I'm waiting for you, you know."

Glinda's heart soared for a moment before she realized that it was probably just friendship that prompted Elphaba to wait for her. "I'm coming," she huffed. "Honestly, Elphie, can't you wait for a moment?"

Harry caught Glinda's arm as she passed him. "Remember," he whispered, before turning and leaving through the fireplace.

"Elphie!" Glinda called several days after her meeting with Harry. "Can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Yeah?" Elphaba turned around. She had just finished something in her classroom, and she was about to go back to her rooms.

"Come in here," Glinda pulled Elphaba back into the Dueling classroom. Once Elphaba was inside, Glinda closed the door, locked it behind her, and stood guard in front of it incase Elphaba tried to escape.

"What the-" Elphaba gave Glinda a suspicious look. "What is going on, Glinda? Why do you need to be so secretive?" She looked over to the far side of the classroom and saw a figure. Fiyero.

She turned and glared at Glinda. "If you're trying to set me up with-"

"No, you listen, Elphaba. I am sick of your awkwardness around each other. You and Fiyero are going to stay in here and talk it out, fight it out, whatever you want, but I am not going to let you two out until you have solved your problems." Glinda crossed her arms in front and leaned on the door.

"I-oh fine," Elphaba sent another glare in Glinda's direction before walking towards her ex-boyfriend.

"Hello, Elphaba," Fiyero said as he saw her approach. "How have you been?"

"Fine," Elphaba replied. "And you?"

"Good enough, considering." There was an awkward silence. Then, Fiyero asked the inevitable question. "Why?"

"Why…what?" Elphaba sat down on one of the desks.

Fiyero looked away for a moment. "Was I not good enough for you? After everything we've been through-" He stopped, then burst out, "What does Snape have that I don't, Elphaba? Why do you love him?"

Elphaba was speechless. "I-I don't. I told you already, Fiyero. Snape and I have nothing going on between us! We're friends and that's all. What proof do you have that I'm having an affair with Snape? Tell me that!"

Fiyero paused. "You broke up with me for Snape. Isn't that proof enough for you?" he snapped.

"Where in the break-up process did I say 'I'm breaking up with you for Snape?'" Elphaba yelled back, exasperated. "You assumed that. I just told you that there was someone else that I liked and you flew off the handle."

"Well, it definitely looks like it," Fiyero said, although not as forcefully. "After all, you go down to visit Snape's rooms at night. And don't try to deny it, Elphaba. I saw you, the night of the Welcoming Feast."

"The Welcoming Feast, Fiyero? I was picking up a potion from Snape, not going to his rooms," Elphaba explained. "And I haven't been visiting his rooms at night since! Look, Fiyero, I don't know where you got this idea of Snape and I together, but it's not true!"

"Well, from the way you're so vehemently denying it, what else can I assume?"

Elphaba wanted to strangle Fiyero. "You could assume that I'm denying it because it ISN'T TRUE!" she yelled.

Glinda looked down at her feet. This was so not going as planned. She took a step forward to butt in before the ex-couple literally attacked each other, but then stopped. She shouldn't interfere.

"You're the one who just said that you broke up with me because you loved someone else, and your oh-so-friendly behavior with Snape speaks for itself!"

"For Merlin's sake, Fiyero, we're only friends! And here's a newsflash for you: I can't be in love with Snape."

"And why not?" Fiyero shot back.

"Hmm..perhaps because I'm in love with Glin--" Elphaba stopped. Oh Merlin, she thought. I did not just say that aloud.

Glinda blinked. She could have sworn that Elphaba just said that she was in love with her. Gosh, talk about wishful thinking. She looked at Elphaba, whose face had turned a shade of pale green. Elphaba stared at Fiyero for a moment, her eyes wide, before glancing at Glinda. She opened her mouth as if to say something, then shut it. She opened her mouth again—"I have to go," she said.

Glinda took a step forward. Sweet Lurline, Elphaba really had just said she was in love with her! "Wait, Elphie!" Glinda called, but Elphaba ran towards the door, pulling out her wand and muttering a spell to unlock the door before running out of the room.

Fiyero stared at his green ex-girlfriend's fleeing figure in shock. "Well, that was—different," he finally said after half a minute of awkward silence.

The good witch beside him nodded. "Yeah," she said breathlessly before stumbling forward. "Excuse me, I have to—ELPHIE!" She cried as she raced into the hallway, attempting to follow the woman who had ran through there nearly a minute ago.

Elphaba ran as fast as she could away from the Dueling classroom. She couldn't believe that she could have been so stupid. Why had she opened her mouth and confessed her secret crush on Glinda in front of Glinda? That's exactly what it was, a secret crush. Which was no longer such a secret now.

Elphaba had no idea where she was going. She just knew that she wanted to get as far from Glinda as she could. Luckily, it was a Hogsmead weekend, and thus, most of the students were at Hogsmead. Elphaba had free reign of the castle and could go wherever she wanted. Her rooms? No, Glinda knew her password. The library? Too close to her classroom. She realized that by now, she had reached the front doors of Hogwarts.

Without stopping to think, she tore out of the castle and then slowed down. By the next moment, she had transformed and if someone were to peer out of a window in Hogwarts, they would see a black panther strolling around the grounds.

It was easier to deal with her tumultuous emotions as an animal. The feelings that were swirling around inside her were lessened slightly in the mind of her animagus form. After all, all an animal had was its instinct, and all Elphaba had to do was to let the panther's mind take over. Its needs were simple: food, water, and shelter. Much easier to deal with than what she was feeling right now.

Glinda would hate her now. That much, Elphaba was sure of. There was no way that she could face Glinda, not with what had just transpired. At least not right away. Should she try to pretend that it had never happened? Or try to apologize and hope for the best?

Well, either way, Elphaba didn't want to decide right now. Either way, she was going to have her heart broken. In any case, there was no way that Glinda would return her feelings. Her best hope was that Glinda wasn't too disgusted at how Elphaba felt about her. Elphaba didn't think that she would be able to stand rejection coming from the blonde. Although, with her luck so far, it looked very possible that exactly that might happen.

Elphaba loped off into the Forbidden Forest. Right now, her mind (or at least, the panther's mind) was debating whether to fight or flee, and the 'running away' option was winning out. She would come back in a few hours. Hopefully, that would give Glinda sufficient time to calm down and give herself time to sort through the multiple emotions that she was feeling right now.

Glinda growled in frustration as she chanced upon yet another empty nook. Where was Elphaba? Of course, seeing that Elphaba had lived in this castle for five years whereas Glinda had only been here for a little over three months turned the tables greatly in the favor of Elphaba. There probably were places that Elphaba could go to that Glinda had never even heard about, for Lurline's sake.

She had already checked Elphaba's rooms, the library, the Astronomy Tower, and several other places that she guessed that Elphaba might be, but to no avail. She needed to find Elphaba before she did something rash. Although, hopefully, Elphaba would have enough common sense to talk to Glinda first.

When she heard that Elphaba was really, actually in love with her, Glinda had been shocked at first. She felt that this wasn't true, couldn't be true. So many good things had happened lately- first, finding out that Elphaba was actually alive, then finding out that her secret crush really liked her back- that Glinda couldn't help but feel that something bad was going to happen soon. After all, all these happenings were…too wonderful.

However, until that point in time, Glinda was determined to bask in the enjoyment of these wondrous things. And to do that, she would have to begin with finding Elphaba, wherever she was. Although…that might be easier said than done.

She turned around as she heard someone coming up behind her. Perhaps this person might have seen Elphaba. The castle was suspiciously deserted today- although Elphaba had mentioned something about a 'Hog's Mead weekend'- and Glinda had not been able to find anyone to help her in her search for the green witch.

"Glinda!" Harry said in surprise when he saw her. "What are you doing here? This is generally not a place that many people go to."

"I'm looking for Elphie," Glinda explained. "Have you seen her?"

"Fae? No, sorry, I haven't," Harry replied apologetically. "So…did you do it yet? Set them up?"

"Er…I tried to, but…something happened and Elphie's disappeared. So right now, I'm trying to find her and sort out this…misunderstanding." Glinda peeked around the corner, hoping that Elphaba would magically appear there.

"Oh. Alright. Well, I know that Fae likes to be outside a lot. Have you checked the Hogwarts's grounds yet?"

"No. I'll go do that, then." Glinda turned to go. "Thanks.

The next few days were pure torture for Elphaba. She had decided to deal with this new problem the way she best knew how: To avoid it, meaning to avoid Glinda. Anything was better than hearing for herself the rejection she knew for sure was coming. However, this didn't make her task any easier.

She had to go out of her way to avoid the blonde, meaning that she had to take her meals in the kitchen (which Glinda didn't know about), change her password to her rooms, and take roundabout ways to get to her classroom. Seeing that Glinda still didn't know about her animagus form, Elphaba had also taken to wandering around the school and its grounds as a panther.

Just seeing Glinda for a few moment hurt more than she though possible, and Elphaba desperately wanted to run up to her friend and beg for forgiveness. Nevertheless, she kept up her resolve and would skirt around the corner, keeping out of Glinda's sight.

Unknown to Elphaba, though, Glinda, felt just as bad as Elphaba did. She wasn't sure why Elphaba was avoiding her, but knew that Elphaba disappeared before they could talk every time Glinda did see her. She had a suspicion that Elphaba was afraid that Glinda would be angry, disgusted, or something of that nature, but if they couldn't talk, how was she to explain to Elphaba that she wasn't mad, that she actually felt the same way?

She had talked to Fiyero about this a few times, who strangely, after knowing that Elphaba wasn't actually cheating on him with Snape, was willing to re-establish a friendship with her again. He was basically still trying to wrap his mind around the whole concept that his ex-girlfriend (the green one) dumped him for his other ex-girlfriend. Apparently, he wasn't as good with girls as he thought he was.

Either way, Fiyero knew how Glinda felt about this whole situation, and he resolved to help fix this misunderstanding. Since he had lived in Hogwarts for the same amount of time as Elphaba (bar the times he was on missions), he knew where Elphaba could and would be most of the time.

Therefore, one day, he caught her just as she was going to the kitchens. "Elphaba, wait!"

"Fiyero," Elphaba said coldly.

"Elphaba, listen. I-I'm really sorry about that whole Snape issue. You were right, I didn't think, and-" Fiyero began.

"So, now you know the truth," Elphaba interrupted. "You know why I broke up with you. And now, you apologize."

Fiyero sighed. This wasn't why he had wanted to talk to her, though. He had to get her to Glinda before she escaped again. "I'm sorry," he said again, then paused. "Elphaba, do you want to talk? In my rooms?"

"I-" Elphaba frowned hesitantly.

"Please," Fiyero implored.

"Fine. Lead the way." Fiyero grinned at this victory and dragged a half-resisting Elphaba to his rooms, where he knew Glinda was. After all, he was the one that had told her to wait there (due to something that he "had forgotten to do").

After they had reached his rooms, Fiyero said the password and opened the portrait. He then pushed Elphaba inside and told the portrait in a whisper not to let the green witch out until he allowed it.

Elphaba looked around the room suspiciously. What in Merlin's name was going on with all this secrecy? she thought. Then, she saw someone, who looked just as surprised to see Elphaba as Elphaba was to see her, sitting at the other end of the room. "Glinda," Elphaba said in partial panic and partial shock. She turned and sent a fierce glare to Fiyero. He was so dead.

Coming up: Apologies and a kiss (finally…)

As Mara says, I'm back to my tradition of cliff-hangers. I'm so evil…erm, I mean…WICKED!

-Wolfie