2 If you can't leave it be, might as well make it bleed

Disclaimer- alright so I hate writing these, so this one here goes for this whole story. I DON'T OWN THESE CHARACTERS OR PLACES! So thank you very much.

The rest of first year went on as it should have. Angelina and Alicia grew to be close friends, and loved every moment of school.

Well, almost.

Alicia and George were now known enemies among the first year Gryffindors. Not a day went by without an argument, prank, or full on fight.

"Hello puppet." was a common conversation starter.

"Don't you ever call me puppet you sick freak." Usually came next from Alicia.

"Hey watch it; I am a very healthy freak. Now you, I'm not so sure. You might want to get a doctor, you don't look so good." He'd reply cockily.

"Excuse me?"

"Well I mean, for one, how tall are you exactly? You might want to get that checked out; I mean maybe you're not a witch and actually just an ugly goblin."

"Did you just call me a goblin! How dare you, you giant prat! I am not a goblin!" she'd scream back, usually standing up by now.

"Well I'm only saying, you're about the right size." George would remark, while crouching down in front of her.

"Stuff it Weasley I am NOT that small!"

"Right, not for a goblin. In fact you're quite tall."

"AHH!" she'd shrieked, and punched him in the arm or knock him over.

"Damn, watch it shrimpy!"

"Well at least I'm not some oversized giant. I'd rather be short than look like I've been stretched out like a spring and my body grew too fast for my brain."

"Oh shut it shorty"

"Gangly freak"

"Midget"

"Prat"

"Midget"

"Prat"

And that was basically how their first year went.

Alicia spent most of the summer with Angelina, and learned the ins and outs of Quidditch. She found her calling; chaser. But even with Angelina's talent of convincing, she still couldn't bring herself to try out. She'd never make it; she'd only been playing a few months. The last thing she needed was something else for George to make fun of her for.

The day of their second year, the girls arrived at the station together to find an unsettling scene; the entire Weasley family. There were at least nine of them, but it was hard to tell.

"Oh my GOD"

"What's wrong Leesh?"

"Look." she did, and let out a gasp.

"More Weasleys? Great that's EXACTLY what we needed."

"Just HURRY to the train Ange"

They made it to the train undetected, and found themselves a compartment to themselves.

"So Leesh, ready for Quidditch tryouts?" was the first thing Angelina said as she closed the compartment door.

"Ange I'm sorry but I can't do it. I just can't. But you know I'll be there watching."

"Fine" said Angelina deflated. She sat back in her seat and put her feet up on the other. She looked up to see Alicia staring off into space.

"What's up Alicia?"

"Hmm? Oh just thinking…"

"Yeah thanks for clearing that one up. Would have been a pain if you weren't direct."

"What? Oh sorry, I'm plotting actually."

"Plotting?"

"How to land George in detention for what he did to me the first day last year."

"Wow you really can hold grudges can't you?"

They arrived in a torrential downpour, and hurried to get in a carriage.

"Hurry up Leesh! It's freezing!" Angelina whined.

"What's the rush? We're already soaked, and I love the rain." Alicia replied airily, spinning around in a circle.

"You're crazy." Angelina laughed, reclining into the horse-less carriage.

She stopped spinning when she heard an almost identical conversation behind her, from two almost identical voices. She turned to see the 'terrible twins'. One was sitting inside a carriage with one of their brothers and Lee, but the other was doing something similar to Alicia. Except for dancing, he was just sitting in the middle of the street.

"George get your arse up here! We're leaving without you." yelled an annoyed Fred.

Alicia looked in shock as George just tilted his head back and looked up in the rain. Disgusted by this piece of shared interest, she jumped into the carriage with Angelina and their other two roommates.

Dinner went well, and oddly quiet. There was yet to be an argument between the quarreling duo, as their friends had deemed them. Alicia was strangely pleasant, the entire night, and into the morning as well.

"Is she okay?" whispered Fred into Angelina's ear.

"I think so, but she hasn't complained once about your brother. It's freaking me out."

But this newfound peace could only last a short while. Until their first class; Potions.

With a simple muggle style fizzing bath bomb that happened to react badly to lizard blood, Alicia found herself once again in detention with Snape and George.

"What the hell did you do that for Spinnet? You just missed me so much you had to get detention with me? Well I know I'm dead sexy but-"

"Oh put you're oversized mouth to use and swallow your ego you idiot. I wasn't supposed to get detention with you. It was only paying you back for doing this to me the first day of school last year." snapped an annoyed Alicia. Her plan worked, George had detention. But now so did she.

"Well couldn't you have done something that DIDN'T require detention? My mum's going to kill me for this." He groaned.

"Good, then mission accomplished." She piped with a satisfied smirk.

They could all tell that this year would be quite like last year, the quarreling duo were at it again and all set for a year of bickering. Only one thing would be different; Quidditch.

"Tryouts are today Leesh! Are you excited? I think I'm going to DIE" came Angelina's booming voice from on top of Alicia.

"Geeffffmere" Was all she got out of Alicia.

"What was that Al? I couldn't hear you." Said Angelina innocently, leaning in closer to Alicia from her position on top of her stomach. With one tremendous heave Alicia threw the girl off her bed and sat up angrily.

"I said GET OFF OF ME!" she looked at the clock and groaned, falling back into the pillows.

"Angelina, it's four in the morning. My God what were you raised by? Roosters?"

"I don't get it." She said with a confused look etched across her face.

"Never mind, muggle thing I guess. But really, Ange let me go back to sleep." Whined Alicia.

"Are you KIDDING me? This is the most important day of my life and you want to SLEEP? COME ON! UP NOW!" she said yanking Alicia out of bed by her arm.

"ANGELINA LET GO OF ME!" she tried to scream, but her voice cracked due to the early hour.

"NOT UNTIL YOU PROMISE NOT TO GO BACK TO BED" argued Angelina in her most serious voice.

"FINE"

"Fine then. We have an agreement." She said satisfied.

"Now, what shall I wear to tryouts? I want to be comfortable, but not look like a slob. I want to be noticed, but not look like a whore. I should-Leesh?" she asked, looking around when she realized she wasn't being answered. She found Alicia dozing off against the dresser.

"ALICIA! YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T GO TO SLEEP!"

"Hmmffh? What are you yelling about?" slurred Alicia in a half-sleep daze.

"You're asleep!" yelled Angelina, now standing over the sleeping Alicia.

"Yes, as all SANE people are at this hour."

"You promised you wouldn't!" Angelina now complained in a whimper.

"No I didn't, I promised I wouldn't go to bed, and last time I checked the dresser is NOT my bed. So if you'll EXCUSE ME I have some valuable sleep to be catching-"

"ALICIA"

"FINE!"

Two hours later, and about 18 outfit changes, they found themselves at the breakfast table; nearly alone. Angelina was talking to herself and wringing her hands, while Alicia was passed out on the table.

"What are you doing up so early?" said an intrigued voice. Angelina looked up to see the twins staring back with looks of interest.

"Wanted to get an early start, Quidditch tryouts today." She yawned back.

"YOU'RE trying out for the team?" asked George in shock.

"Yes, do you have a problem with that?" snapped Angelina.

"No not at all, just surprised that's all…She's not is she?" he asked, glancing and the dozing Alicia.

"No, just moral support." Angelina replied.

"Um, Ange?" Fred questioned. "Why is she passed out in her breakfast then?"

Angelina looked over and sighed.

"ALICIA!" screamed Angelina.

"WHAT? I'M UP I'M UP!" she yelled, jerking upright.

"Alicia here doesn't do so well with mornings." Angelina tried to explain.

"Clearly" said the twins.

"And Angelina here has an interesting view on what constitutes as 'morning'" said Alicia through a yawn. She then seemed to notice the twins for the first time.

"How was that toast for a facial Spinnet?" asked George testily.

"You two are trying out?" she said in disbelief.

"Yes and what's that supposed to mean?" said George, offended.

"Well for what? There's no position on the team for getting the most detentions. Plus you guys have about the coordination of a drowning rat."

"Oh shut up Spinnet, at least we actually know how to play Quidditch. Ever even heard of it?" George asked coyly.

"Of course I have you idiotic prat, I may be a muggle born but I'm not thick."

"Well that's debatable."

Alicia stood up angrily but Angelina grabbed her arm.

"Why can't you just let her be?" shot Angelina as she dragged away Alicia.

"I don't know." said George quietly as he watched their retreating backs.

There were about 15 people trying out for the team when they all arrived. The team already had a seeker, keeper and one chaser from last year, so tryouts were only for beaters and two more chasers. Angelina had her eye on a chaser position and the twins were convinced they had already landed the beaters spots. Alicia sat in the stands watching from a safe distance, alone except for a first year girl with long chestnut hair who quickly introduced herself as Katie Bell. Then she quickly went on a long rant about first years not even being able to try out. Alicia had a feeling she'd get on quite well with Angelina.

The tryouts were pretty boring to watch. Angelina smoked the competition, and seemed to be the only person who knew what she was doing. The beaters were a little tougher competition, only since most of the contenders were burly 4th years or higher. They made even the weirdly tall twins look meek. But even Alicia had to admit, they had talent. Their minds worked like one, and everything was clean and perfectly smooth about their playing. The tryouts finished and everyone gathered in a circle around the already existing team. The captain was the single remaining chaser- a seventh year named Bradley Hunt. The seeker was a thin, slightly angry looking girl named Jenna Porter, who was also a seventh year. The last one was only a fourth year but played keeper amazingly well, his name was Oliver Wood. They talked for a bit, and Alicia made her way slowly down to the field. As the meeting commenced she ran up to Angelina and threw her arms around her.

"You were INCREDIBLE! You made the rest of them look like rubbish!" shrieked Alicia.

"No, I could have done better, my turns…" said Angelina in a quiet voice.

"STOP IT. I DON'T want to hear that from you! You made it, I KNOW it!"

Finally, a smile crept up Angelina's face, and she grinned widely back.

"Hey they said we could stick around a bit if we wanted and play around until the captain comes back to put away the balls. Want to play a bit? I know you won't try out, but play with me? PLEEEAAASE?" Angelina whined. Alicia looked nervously around. Not many people were in the air, only the angry looking seeker, and one of the beaters that tried out. She turned to see both Oliver and Bradley looking over a list they had made up, and the twins exchanging high fives a bit away. She looked back at Angelina and had to shut her eyes.

"NOT the eyes PLEASE Ange!" but Angelina already had the look on, complete with tears in her eyes.

"Ugh FINE I'll do it." And instantly Angelina's tears disappeared and she smiled brightly. She tossed one of the school brooms to Alicia and they both flew up in the air with the quaffle. They tossed it around just a bit, and then started going faster. They threw penalty shots, practiced on each other, and ran a few complicated plays. Alicia knew this was it, she could feel it. She was meant to do this. But trying out in front of a ton of people who had been playing all their lives? No way. But anyway, she started to loosen up; doing spins and turns, complicating the passes, and just enjoying herself. Angelina was ecstatic.

"Hey Bradley, whose that? I didn't see her try out." said Oliver as he elbowed Bradley in the side. The two had just come from checking their list with their head of house, and stood still now watching the two second year girls tear up the field.

"I have no idea, but she's good. You sure she didn't try out?" Hunt replied, checking through his list of people.

"Definitely, except for that girl she's playing with, no underclassmen even tried out for chaser." They stopped and watched the girls and were amazed at the way they could read each other. It was seamless; it was like they knew what the other was thinking. Not to mention the way the nameless girl flew. Like she had been doing it all her life. They waited until they landed, and approached.

"Wood, I've got to gather the balls and find Jenna to show her the new team list. You go talk to that girl before she gets away."

"Got it"

Oliver approached the two girls slowly, and Angelina nearly passed out as he came close.

"Ange get a grip you're cutting off my circulation."

"But Leesh, don't you know who that is? That's, that's-"

"Hi, I'm Oliver Wood. I saw you at tryouts" he said to Angelina, "You're Angelina right? You were good. Really good." Angelina looked up in shock.

"Erm, thank you." She said nervously shuffling her feet.

"But I don't think we've met." He said, offering a hand to Alicia. She looked at him in surprise, after all, why would he want to talk to her? Angelina had tried out, not her.

"Oh, well I'm Alicia Spinnet." She said confused, but took his hand anyway.

"Hope you don't mind if I ask why you didn't try out. Hunt and I were watching, you're extremely talented. Been playing a while?"

"Well no, actually I hadn't even heard of the sport until last year." Wood looked like someone had slapped him across the face.

"You hadn't, you mean to tell me you, you never, but, but, Quidditch is like, like, I mean well-" this was clearly incomprehensible for him.

"Well I'm a muggle born, so this is all pretty new to me." She explained, hoping some of the color would come back into his face; he looked like he was going to have a heart attack.

"Oh well that makes sense, but, you mean you just learned and you can fly like that? You two were amazing together! Why didn't you try out? With you guys on the team, we'd, well we'd" he drifted off, looking like he might actually cry. Angelina and Alicia looked at each other with wide eyes, not quite sure what to do. Clearly this guy wasn't so good at completing sentences when he was overly excited. At this rate he was going to hyperventilate soon.

"Um, well honestly I'm not very good. I mean thank you and all, but really. I would never be good enough to play with you guys or anything."

"Well that's not what Hunt thought." Alicia's jaw dropped.

"We've already made the team and filled chaser positions," he smiled meaningfully at Angelina, "But Hunt's ready to make you an offer on the reserve team." Oliver said beaming. Alicia froze on the spot, her eyes plastered on his face. Angelina was dancing in circles when she saw her friend go into the 'Alicia freeze' as she called it. When things were just too much to handle at one moment, her body often just stopped working. She gave her a slight shove, and slapped her on the back.

"LEESH wake up!"

"What? OH! Oh wow that would be, that would be WONDERFUL are you serious?" she stuttered.

"Of course I am. The list will be posted tomorrow in the common room, but I can guarantee you both will find your names." He said with a wink, and then went back to join Hunt and Jenna. The girls couldn't say anything. Alicia fell onto her back in the grass and Angelina continued to do a victory dance.

"That was amazing!" exclaimed Fred. "I've never seen two chasers play like that!"

"Yeah, I guess it was okay." said George, not looking over at them.

"Oh come on, you're just saying that since you hate Spinnet." Fred teased.

"Maybe, but still they weren't that good. Just alright."

"George, Alicia's a muggle born, which means she must have just learned to play last summer. That's pretty damn good if you ask me." He said with a slight laugh.

"You're just saying that since you fancy Angelina" George snickered.

"DO NOT!"

"DO TOO!"

"DO NOT!"

"Fine, tell yourself whatever you want man." George finished smugly. But his eyes were still lingering on the two girls.

"Admit it, you think they were good."

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Fine, tell yourself whatever you want man." Finished Fred.