Chapter 11

Summer sat in the library thinking about what she had talked about with Alex. Sure George was cute and all, but was she really ready to move on after Draco? A fuming picture illuminated in her mind. Her answer was most definitely YES. She was ready. Ready for someone to actually treat her right. Someone she could actually trust and depend on….

"OH MY GOD!" Alex said as she rushed over. "I know we just had our little heart to heart but look at this!" She was animated beyond all reason. Alex's face was full of color and happiness.

"See that's what I want." Summer said with a smile after reading Alex's love note.

Alex cocked her head to the side, thoroughly confused. "Huh?"

Summer laughed. "Someone sweet. Someone to write me little love notes like that. Someone who CARES." She sighed.

Alex nodded slowly. "What should I wear?"

Summer nudged her playfully. "You're so insensitive."

Alex laughed. "You know I heard every single word." Alex sat down in the chair next to her best friend and rested her head on her fist. "I'm just excited."

Summer smiled. "Yea I know. Draco is just…well…ugh; I can't even talk about it." Summer rubbed her head with her knuckles. "It's just very irritating."

Alex frowned and bit her lip.

"Well, whatever is wrong with you I'm sorry." She said sincerely. "But I had to tell you." Alex beamed her very brightest smile.

Sumer looked around the Library deep in thought. A few second year girls were in the corner giggling over a large book. She nudged Alex and pointed to them.

"Love potions." Alex grinned. "I remember studying those. Ah to be so young and naïve."

Summer chuckled. "That's just cute." She said watching the girls blush and whisper to one another. She thought back to when she had met Alex. Instantly friends. Summer transferred to Hogwarts last year. She was in potions; Summer remembered it like it was yesterday….

Flash Back

Summer sat in the last row, huddling over a piece of paper, deeply concentrating on every single stroke she put on her sketch book. She was drawing, and her quill was finally cooperating with her.

"Hey, what's that?" Alex asked casually. Summer hadn't noticed her coming towards her. Alex was curious to see someone so concentrated on what she thought had been homework. All she wanted was to know if someone actually understood the lesson they had been supposedly learning about.

Summer looked up bashfully. "Oh this, it's nothing." She quickly tried to hide it, almost looking scared about it.

Alex smiled. "Is that a penguin!?" She sat down next to Summer happily and made herself at home.

Summer pressed her lips together, feeling very anti social. She nodded. She thought of the worst. This girl was probably going to yell at her for drawing in class. She probably should have been paying attention.

"Oh I LOVE penguins! And that is really good. Man I wish I could draw like that." She moved Summer's hand away and stared at the picture. "It's so cute."

Summer smiled. "Oh, uh…thanks."

Alex looked over to the girl and smiled. "I'm Alex." She held out her hand.

Summer stared at it in surprise.

Alex leaned in. "This is the part where you take it and tell me your name." She whispered.

Summer bit her lip and smiled. "Summer. My name is Summer."

End Flash Back

"Hey! Are you listening to me?" Alex demanded.

Summer snapped out of her thoughts and looked up. "What?"

"I SAAAIIIDDD when are you meeting George here so I can leave so it won't be so friggen awkward?" She asked, rolling her eyes.

Summer laughed. "Oh, not until later." She looked at the wall clock. "It's only three."

Alex nodded slowly. "What were you thinking about anyways?"

Summer grinned. "Petey."

Alex cracked up laughing. "Oh my GOD I haven't thought about Petey in forever!"

After Summer had awkwardly introduced herself, Alex claimed the picture had to be named 'Petey' then went on to give him an elaborate background of where he came from and how he lived his little penguin life. Summer was so intrigued with Alex's imagination she had to keep talking to her. The potion they were supposed to make was forgotten completely.

Alex smiled. "Wasn't he from Antarctica but none of the penguins liked him because he had a lisp?"

Summer nodded. "Something like that."

Alex sighed. "Good times."

They sat there for a moment thinking back to last year.

"So much has happened in one year." Summer thought wistfully.

Alex chuckled. "Yea and now look at us. We're still crazy."

Summer shifted her a sideways glance. "Well, you at least."

Alex stood up happily. "It's all a product of the mind." She cocked her head to the side. "And I just rock like that."

Summer laughed as Alex walked off, waving to her as she turned the corner.

Alex bumped into something solid as she left the Library.

She fell against the wall. "Damn it." She muttered. "I really need to look at what I'm walking into!"

Seamus stared at her in shock. "Oh, sorry Alex."

"No, it was my fault. I'm a natural disaster in living flesh." She groaned.

He smiled. "Well, you're a gorgeous disaster, that's for sure."

She blushed. "Right. Well, I'll see you later."

He grinned. "I sure hope so. Bye."

He walked on into the library as Alex silently damned herself. She had to stop being such a clutz.

"I walk into everything." She mumbled.

Alex hadn't made it three feet before she noticed Hermione walking towards her.

"Ok I see you and I'm not going to bump into you!" Alex said loudly as Hermione got closer.

"What?" She asked, confused.

Alex shook her head. "Nothing."

Hermione smiled and shook her head. "You're so weird."

Alex nodded. "Yea, so I've been told."

Hermione continued to shake her head as she turned the corner into the Library.

Alex grinned to herself. Everyone was a little bit crazy inside, she decided. Everyone.

Fred lounged on his bed, bored out of his mind. He wanted to see Alex, but hadn't had the chance. If she wasn't with Harry, she was with someone else. He frowned. Maybe he should have friends too. He shrugged it off and stared up at the canopy top. The door opened and he looked over to see George.

"You are in some kind of trouble." He said slowly.

Fred sat up. "What?" He looked around. "I didn't do it I swear!"

George shook his head and smiled. "I can't believe you mate."

Fred was really confused now. "What in bloody hell are you talking about?"

"Alex?" George said with a lopsided grin. "Really?"

Fred groaned and leaned back onto his bed, hands covering his face.

George chuckled. "I can't blame you, but this is really awkward now."

"You have no idea." Fred mumbled through his hands.

"You should have told me. It would have been a lot easier." George made his way to his own bed and sat down.

Fred looked at him in disbelief. "Easier? How will this be easier? Soon everyone BUT Harry will know, then when he finds out it'll be even WORSE."

"You're afraid of a kid?" George chuckled. "We've known Harry for several years now, correct?"

Fred nodded. "And?"

"When have we not been able to take him?"

Fred shook his head. "That's the problem George. I don't want to take him. I want him to be ok with it."

George frowned. "Then I suppose you really do have a problem."

Fred through his pillow into his brother's face.

George laughed, blocking the pillow. Fred watched as it bounced to the ground.

"No worries my brother. I have a plan." George said with a sneaky grin.

Fred sighed. "This better be a damn good plan."

George nodded, smiling widely. "It is."