Chapter 3: As it once was

Angelina couldn't believe what she had seen. Fred and Katie were about to kiss! Just as she was thinking about forgiving Katie too. She had thought that it wasn't Katie's fault that Fred liked her but this proved everything she had believed from the beginning.

Katie was gone now. She had run out. "So you just go running around with another girl right after we break up is that it?!" she shouted.

"Why do you care what I do with my personal life?!" he shouted back. "You're not a part of it anymore!"

"Thank goodness!" she shot back.

"Whatever! I have to go find Katie."

"Oh no you don't! I am not finished with you!"

"Yeah? Well I'm done with you!"

"You can be done with me when I finish what I have to say!"

Fred sighed. "Make it fast."

Angelina scooted a book out of the way and stepped up to him. "Alright listen here cause I'm only going to say this once. You are a mean rude prick who doesn't have any common sense at all! You use people and when you're done you throw them away like they don't even matter! If you liked Katie you should have told me instead of hiding your feelings! I would have understood!"

"Like you're understanding right now?!"

"I'm not mad because you like her! I'm mad cause you lied to me! I wasn't just your girlfriend I was supposed to be your friend too. I get that you didn't trust me as a girlfriend but what hurts is you didn't trust me as a friend." Her voice became quieter as she spoke. She couldn't bring herself to look in his eyes so she looked down at the floor.

"I'm sorry Ange," Fred said. "I should have trusted you with it but I was just afraid that you would be mad."

"Thanks Fred," Angelina said smiling. Out of habit she hugged him. When she pulled away, Fred's face was close to hers. Neither of them knew how but it happened but it just did. They kissed. As soon as it happened Angelina pulled away.

"Don't do that ever again," she turned on her heel and marched out of the corridor.

Fred didn't know what happened. One minute he was on his way to forgiveness then he was kissing her. How could he be so stupid? He turned to go the opposite way that Angelina had gone and saw a horror struck George. Fred opened his mouth to say something but George cut him off, "Don't. I don't care but you should. You should if you care about Katie." And with that he turned and walked out of the corridor.

That's when it hit Fred. Angelina had pushed a book out of the way. It must have been Katie's! She was probably on her way back to get it but saw them instead. He reached down and picked the book up. Might as well keep it for now, he thought. At least until he could give it back to her.

George hurried up to the common room. Maybe he could catch Katie before she got to her dorm. He quickly entered, and saw Katie about to go up to her dorm. "Katie!" he called.

Katie spun around and saw him. Her eyes went wide for a moment then she seemed to realize it was him, not Fred. "Hey George," she mumbled. "It is you right?"

"Katie you can always tell us apart," George replied.

She sighed. "Not this evening," she mumbled.

"What happened?" he asked wanting to know that whole story.

She walked over to the couch and sat down. George followed her. "I was in potions today and got an owl before class started," she explained. "It was from Alicia so I wrote her back. Then your hand writing came up."

"But I wasn't-" he started.

"I know that now. Just listen. So anyways I thought it was you and kept writing. Then the note said that 'you' wanted to meet me. So I went up to where 'you' said and 'you' were there but as we started talking Angelina came in and yelled that it was Fred. That's when I realized that it wasn't you and I ran away. Before I got to the common room I realized that I left my book behind so I went back to get it. When I got there I saw Fred and Angelina. . . . . . they were kissing."

"It's ok Kates," George said pulling her into a hug. "Everything is going to be ok."

Katie nodded mutely against his chest. "I want everything to be as it was before all of this happened," she mumbled.

"So do I, so do I," he said sighing.

Later that night George snuck out and went down to the common room. She was sitting on the couch just like she said she would be. It was 10 minutes to midnight. She was early. "You're early," he said.

"So are you," she replied not looking at him but into the fire.

"Yes well I'm not a girl," he said. "Girl's are supposed to be late."

"Whatever," she said. He walked over and sat down next to her.

"Have you talked to her yet?" she asked.

"No I haven't."

"Well you need to get a move-on!"

"I know that!"

"You should do something romantic for her. She would like that. Fred never did anything like that for her."

"Yeah if I can get her to talk to me without getting kicked in the balls."

"Oh man up."

"You don't know Angelina like I do, Gin."

"Maybe not but I know girls and they like romance," Ginny replied. "Besides what is the use of me helping to you get her to like you if you won't do what I say."

"I can be romantic," George replied.

"Hate to burst your bubble, George, but pulling a girl into a broom closet and snogging her brains out is not romantic."

"Whatever."

"Anyways I have to get to bed now," she said. "Unlike you I actually want to pass school."

George just rolled his eyes and watched her walk up to her room.