Chapter Two

Angelina was taking a quick shower in the Gryffindor quidditch team's showers with a grin on her face, and the sun beaming down on her from the light. She couldn't believe that this day was happening: the day that Gryffindor had beaten Slytherin to win the House cup. Although she was only thirteen years old, she had read up on Hogwarts and Gryffindor history and found that Gryffindor had lost to Slytherin for twenty years. It was a great victory for the team, now that Harry Potter was on their team they seemed unstoppable. Oliver was desperately trying to keep him on the team, so that by his final year he would have the winning team in time to make at least a reserve team.

"Ouch" Angelina whispered calmly. There was a large red bruise on her right shoulder from a bludger hitting her from the back. It was during a time out, and one of the Slytherin beaters had hit her from behind. They fought dirty when it came to championships; they fought dirty when it came to anything.

Once Angelina stepped out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her, letting her wet braids drip down her back. At first she took her time getting out, until she heard two familiar voices in the front of the locker room laughing.

"Good game twin!" One person said.

"A bloody hell of a good game twin" The other person said.

The two voices were the Weasley twins in the front of the locker room, talking. Angelina quickly put on her clothes; it was a co-ed dressing room so you never knew who could walk in and out. Angelina left the dressing rooms and went to her locker, where the Weasley twins currently were, laughing and rejoicing. The two looked at Angelina when she went into the room, Angelina, knowing that she didn't have the best relationship with the twins, calmly smiled at the two of them and went for her locker.

"Well, Fred, I'm going up to the common room for the party. I'll see you there." George told his brother, he smiled at Angelina and left out of the door, leaving Fred and Angelina alone.

A few moments of silence went by as Angelina was gathering her things, as well as Fred was gathering his clothes. Angelina looked over at Fred while his head was in his locker, when it came out she quickly looked away. Fred then looked over at Angelina for a moment, however when she went back up, he didn't look away.

Angelina wondered why Fred was staring at her, he hated her. "Hi." Angelina smiled at him and went back to her locker.

"Hey" he automatically responded back. "Good game."

"You too" Angelina smiled.

"Were you just in the shower or are you awfully sweaty from that game?" Fred grinned; Angelina's braids were leaving her tank top damp.

Angelina laughed. "I was just in the shower, but I wouldn't be surprised if someone came in here with sweat down their backs. It was an intense game."

"Me either. Is your back okay?" Fred asked, looking at a red spot on Angelina's shoulder.

"Yeah, it was just a bludger hit." Angelina told him nonchalantly. "It was nothing serious"

"Just checking"

"Since when do you care if I get hit or not with a bludger, you and George used to hit me all the time with them during practice second year."

"Okay, I won't ask if you're alright anymore" Fred snapped at her. Angelina rolled her eyes with the same annoyance that she'd usually held for Fred.

"Where's Alicia anyway?" Fred asked.

"If you must know she's at the party in the common room. I think she's supposed to meet up with George and Katie or something."

"Well, he never told me about that, although he's been talking nonstop about Alicia for the last month."

"Merlin, so has Alicia!" Angelina said. "She keeps talking about how cute he is and how funny and charming he is and now George is being all nice to me all of a sudden."

"Well, why can't my brother be nice to you without Alicia's consent?"

"Because" Angelina sat up on the bench with Fred. "You and your brother are never nice to me."

Fred jokingly seemed taken aback. "My brother and I are always nice to you!" He joked. "I mean don't you remember when I beat all of those bludgers away from hitting you during the game?"

"Well obviously that didn't stop the bruise on my shoulder. Besides how do I know it wasn't George?

"Your right, you don't know. You don't even know if it's George right now." Fred joked.

Angelina looked serious for a minute, and confused.

"Only joking, Angelina, I am Fred. I do that all the time." Fred laughed.

Angelina laughed with him, which felt unusual because usually she was scowling at him. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because you aren't being so hostile towards me"

Angelina scoffed. "I am never hostile. You're just head case."

"That's a lie." Fred muttered. Angelina playfully hit Fred.

"Y'know Angelina, you're all right for someone so hostile and cold."

"Well Fred, you aren't so bad either even though you're an annoying big-head."

The two smiled at each other for a moment until Fred got up.

"Well, I should take a shower. I probably smell like dung right now, I'll see you at the party." Fred started to leave until Angelina called him.

"I'll be gathering a few things and I'll be here for a bit. Would you want to go to the party with me?"

"Together?" Fred's voice tensed up.

"Yeah" By Fred's frozen gaze she realized what Fred thought she meant. "I mean you, me, Alicia, Katie, George and maybe Lee. We can just walk together."

"Oh" Fred sighed. He was relieved; however he didn't think it would be too bad to go on a real date with Angelina. She wasn't too bad looking.

After Fred got out of the shower, he and Angelina walked to the Gryffindor tower to the quidditch party. They laughed together, danced and rejoiced their victory with their friends. That day without a spoken word, Fred and Angelina had decided that they were friends, and their days of hating each other were over. The last month of that year at Hogwarts was spent together with their group of friends, excited that the year was almost over, they had won the House Cup, and they had both made a new friend.