February 26, 1994

Even though it had been over a month since Julia and I had 'talked' the issue still hadn't worked out and in all honestly I was starting to lose hope. I knew it was wrong for me to have done what I did, but she just had to be the one to get with George! I mean if you ignore the whole initial volume difference they'd get along great! Of course even after I had told her my logical reason for doing what I had done she still couldn't see things my way….

I could almost slap myself as these thoughts trickled through my mind; here I was sitting on the couch studying for my OWL's and the very idea that had gotten me into this entire mess had reoccurred in my mind like a pesky gnome. I sighed as I leaned back into the couch, maybe if I hadn't gone so far as to spike Julia's juice I would actually have someone to help me study!

Another mental slap, that's what her cousins wanted her for! What was I some kind of heartless troll? I was no better than her cruel, slimy, heartless, Slytherin cousins! I chucked my book down at the table as hard as I could; causing all of the other Gryffindor's to jolt in surprise.

Hermione gave me a look before she ventured with a worried tone of voice, "What's wrong Allison?"

Hermione had reason enough to be curious, I rarely snapped or got angry; in fact the only time that I had ever actually acted ticked off was back in my second year when my aunt grounded me for downing half a glass of firewhiskey at a party with Fred and George to celebrate their winning a Quiditch game.

Apparently one of the older kids had managed to sneak in some firewhiskey from Hogsmede during their last visit, and my innocent second year mind took a gulp to quench my thirst. As you can probably guess my Aunt thought I was being irresponsible and was furious at me. Psh! How was I supposed to know it was firewhiskey? My mouth was burning from the excess hot sauce that Fred and George had spiked the chocolate chip cookies with! Do you think a normal second year would ask what had been poured into their cup? No? Yeah that's what I thought…. Anyways my aunt had gone full force and grounded me from leaving the common room after classes for a month; yeah that's right a month. Unfortunately it was after that month of torture that she decided to listen to the full story and finally forgave me. How timely….

"It's nothing." I muttered under my breath before I rose from my seat and stormed out of the common room; it was impossible for me to think at a time like this! How was anyone supposed to be able to focus when they were consumed with guilt? What I needed right now was a long walk in the courtyards to clear my mind, maybe if I took my shoes off and walked around in the snow I would be able to clear my mind?

I was halfway down the stairs when I realized that I was still in my slippers and pajamas, 'Oh well,' I thought as moved swiftly down the second floor stairs passing countless sleeping portraits, 'At least no one would be able to hear me with my slippers on.' I small smirk played across my face.

It was obvious that I looked like an idiot but I honestly didn't care as I made my way towards my destination: the transfiguration courtyard. It was my favorite place to think mainly because it was among the least visited courtyards due to the close proximity to my aunt's classroom. Of course the big oak tree that loomed in the corner and the quaint two person benches that Fred and I had spent Valentines together on also listed the place among my favorites. Not to mention the fact that it had been in this very courtyard where I had first beaten George at a game of exploding snap, an accomplishment indeed.

I snuck quickly down the corridors only to pause in front of the looming double doors , this was the tricky part the doors had a high tendency to creak and seeing as it was nearly a half hour until curfew I was reluctant to proceed; as I moved to open the door I was stopped by a rather familiar voice that had filtered through from the other side.

"Fred, I appreciate what you're trying to do to help Lee, but I'm honestly not interested." It was Angelina, and her voice, although very sweet, held the slightest hint of exhaustion.

"Why won't you just tell me Angelina?" Fred's voice echoed through the empty courtyard, "Is he not handsome enough? Does he annoy you?"

I rolled my eyes, since when did Fred start trying to help Lee with Angelina? It was a lost cause!

"It's not that it's just…." her voice sounded frazzled as she trailed off, she was hiding something, and that much was obvious. The silence was heavy as I continued to listen through the door, what was going on over there?

The image that entered my mind made me want to hurl, no… Fred wouldn't! I knew him to well… Fred may be many things but he wasn't one to cheat; although his next question didn't fail to strike me dumb.

"It's me isn't it?" Fred asked quietly.

An ominous silence filled the courtyard; Angelina wasn't going to talk without more encouragement.

"Please Angelina? Just tell me, I need to know… I-I mean Lee needs to know."

'What was with that last minute correction?' I asked myself, Fred never corrected himself! He usually followed through with whatever his thought was and would (occasionally) apologize for his actions or correct himself later.

Angelina didn't notice Fred's unusual behavior and continued with the same tone of voice, "It isn't right for me to say, you're dating Allison and that's that."

"So it's true then?" Fred ventured, "You do still like me… why didn't you say anything?"

"I already told you: it wasn't proper for me to say."

Fred laughed, "Angelina, I may be… well… dating Allie but that doesn't mean that you had to stay silent about your feelings for me."

I honestly couldn't believe what I was hearing, Angelina liked Fred? I thought that had stopped back in third year! She had seemed so cheerful when I had told her the news last year, why hadn't I noticed the sadness in her eyes?

"Allison's my friend Fred, how would you feel if whenever you were with Lee or George they would just go on and on about how much they liked Allison? You know you wouldn't like that, and it's the same way when it applies to our friendship."

"You haven't said very much to Allison though, not since last year. Are you sure you can even call each other friends?" Fred asked with unusual sharpness

"I don't know, we speak occasionally in the halls and at lunch… oh you know how it is! She only ever really spends time with you two, you're her closest friends! All three of you understand each other on a level that I can't even fathom!"

"So you don't count her as a friend?"

"No, I still do… were just not close friends."

"Yeah… she does tend to stay away from almost everyone else in the Gryffindor house." Fred mused under his breath and I felt my stomach rock, I guess he was right; I mostly hung around the twins… maybe I should spend some more time with everyone else..?

"Look, Angelina, putting all of that aside we can't forget the reason why I came here, it's about you and Lee; and now it's about me to."

"Well…." Angelina began hesitantly

"Come on, it's not like Allison is going to hear anything; just tell me." Fred encouraged

'Oh how wrong he was…' I rolled my eyes as I pushed my ear closer to the crack in the door.

"I suppose your right, but you can't tell Allison about this okay?"

"I won't say a word; now tell me… why do you like me?"

Okay something was up, Fred never kept secrets from me… he would say something about this night in the courtyard, wouldn't he? Unfortunately this only made me feel worse….

Angelina's voice was shaky as she continued, "Well… I guess it all started back in second year during that game of snog or prank after the Quiditch match. Allison had been dragged out of the room by Professor McGonagall and everyone had been sent up to bed."

'Oh so all of this had happened after I left? How lovely….'

Fred chuckled, "And everyone else had been sent up to bed, but we had all eaten so much sugar that we couldn't sleep and all the girls came up to the boys dormitory…."

Angelina laughed quietly under her breath, "Yes….," before she continued with much more uncertainty, "Hey Fred?"

"What is it Ange?" he chuckled

"I feel really bad about this but since Allie won't find out about what happens tonight can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, ask me anything you want."

Her voice was shaky as she asked her question, "Can we revisit that night in second year? Just for a moment? I promise Fred, this is the last time and after tonight we can pretend that it never happened."

Fred didn't even bother to reply as a horrible silence followed the question. I wanted to throw up

It felt like my stomach had been thrown into a raging ocean, as my heart began to race at an unimaginable rate, break in two, and proceed to shatter into a million pieces. No… no… NO! No, no, no, no, no, no, NO!

Why had Angelina as that of him?

Why had he done as she had asked?

Why… why had he cheated on me?

My vision clouded as my numb feet developed a mind of its own and spun me away from the courtyard and down the corridor. All sense had left me, a cheat! A CHEAT! Fredrick Gideon Weasley was a lying no good cheat! It didn't matter what had happened after I left! It didn't matter if that whole kiss had been a onetime thing! He had backstabbed me... I let out a sob as I arrived at the destination my feet had chosen.

I didn't care who found me… my best friend, the one who I loved more than anything had backstabbed me….

The question was if Fred would do that to me… who could I trust?

A/N

The reason for this chapter is because I'm leaving fanfiction. That's right I'm leaving!

Heh heh just kidding, but seriously though what happened! One moment everything going on between Fred and Allie is awesome and fluff filled but now..? Hmmm… guess you're going to have to review to find out!

Drakefan077

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