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Author's Note: Hope you enjoy it.

A New Place

Angelina wondered where they were going to. She wasn't going to ask it again because Alicia and Katie weren't going to answer.

"So how was work?" Katie asked not turning and glancing at both Alicia and Angelina.

"Fine. Nothing big." Alicia replied.

"Same." Angelina knew that she should say something more, but what? What should she say? Everything was just how it was, nothing more, nothing less.

"Well, my day was wonderful!"

"Let me guess, you saw Rob earlier?" Alicia asked nudging the brunette.

"Maybe."

"For lunch?"

"Yes. And it was—" Katie stopped short and looked at the ground.

"If that's for my benefit, don't. Thanks, but…" Angelina paused and took a deep breath, "I can handle it. I really can."

"But Ange—"

"Katie, just because of…Fred…" Angelina took a deep breath, "doesn't mean that you can't be happy and talk about a guy that you really like. Both of you." She looked at her two friends, "I am sorry that I've been so distant, I just…I'm sorry. Don't let that stop you from sharing your happiness with me. It's something I want to hear about."

"If you're sure." Alicia said glancing at Katie.

"Very sure. Now where are we going?" Angelina looked up at the house in front of them. It was three story red brick house with a gate in front, "Whose house is this?"

Alicia punched in a number and the gate swung open, "One of my friends from work invited me and friends to this. It's supposed to be a pretty cool party."

Angelina's first thought was to run.

Turn and run.

Run far away.

But she couldn't. After giving her friends her apologies she couldn't. Besides she did have to make up for having abandoned them. After all Fred was there friend too. And Angelina and George were their friends. She had to stop being so selfish. She needed to spend more time with her other friends. Not just George. Did that mean she had to forget him? No. She wasn't going to forget him.

Angelina needed to move on.

Move on, but not forget.

She could and would never forget Fred.

Fred would want her to move on. He wouldn't want her to stay in stasis for the rest of her life. Just as she wouldn't want him to. George and she both needed to and they could. They would.

Angelina used to love to parties.

Now she could go back and remember. She would enter the party as one person, but come back out the other person found. She could and would do that.

The tall girl looked once more on the outside of the building and took a deep breathe as all three of them walked in.

An hour later

Angelina wasn't sure how long she'd be able to hold this up. She was trying not to think, not about…Fred, but she couldn't help it. Seeing lots of things reminded her of Fred.

Even standing here.

There were people dancing out on the floor. She remembered back to simpler times. Times when everyone was there.

She remembered how he had asked her out. The two were in their off phase, but she could tell that they would get together again soon. He had yelled at her from across the Common Room; she had been attempted to ignore him, but instead she decided to humor him and agreed. She was happy and he appeared to be happy.

She and Fred had just finished at the Yule Ball. Well it was more that the Ball was done and not them. They headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Both were still grinning and could hear people behind them and see and hear those in front of them. At some point on this week he had held her hand.

After everyone was done talking about Ron and Hermione and had decided to go to bed, Angelina and Fred lingered. It was soon that they were some of the last ones, "Thanks for coming with."

"Hmmm…going with Fred Weasley. I'm glad you asked me."

He nodded and then pulled her in and kissed her.

Angelina pulled away quickly from that memory. The Yule Ball had been so much fun, followed by one of their kisses that covered her in heat. For a moment she began to remember his lips on hers, the way his hands fit so naturally around her waist—she scolded herself for going that far. She realized that it was hot. She turned and headed out to the backyard.

It wasn't a large backyard, but it was nice. Finding a bench she went and sat outside letting the cool air touch her skin.

She really liked the quiet, it was peaceful and she didn't have to try. The wind felt nice as it went through her hair. Soon enough she knew that she was cool enough. But she liked the quietness that the outside produced. It was different, besides that place made her remember things that should would rather not remember at the time.

Sighing she closed her eyes and relaxed.

George was more of the relaxed of the two, it was nice to be around, but George still had his time. She wondered how George was doing. Was he at home? Or did he go out? Was Lee able to bring him out? Or perhaps they went in instead.

Were those questions that now plagued her mind really important? Why was she even worrying about them?

Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes and looked into the moon, she was going to make it that she wouldn't continually think about that over and over again. It wasn't going to be easy, and she knew that. But Angelina also knew that she could do it. It would take time and that was it.

But how to continue forward when it felt like everything was holding back?

At that moment Angelina heard a deep voice "Is this seat taken?"