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Chapter 29
"I knew it was abnormally hot!" I exclaimed, waving my cocooned arms around in the air. Well, now this made me seem like an idiot, a real, real idiot. Not that I am an idiot- you all are my witnesses on that. Oh! I know! Lets blame in on Morning Stupidity- wait, never mind, it's afternoon. Afternoon Stupidity? Nah, that sounds stupid.
Rose rolled her eyes, " How do you not notice that you were putting on a long sleeve top in the middle of summer?"
I avoided her stare, making sure to not look into the penetrating blue eyes. I could think of an excuse, I was Aurora. The girl who had something to say even when there was nothing to be said. Now think. Hmm, blame it on James? Yeah, I do that anyway-
Oh, wait he's not here and neither is Lily, so she is out of the question too. Albus? Yup, it was his fault, completely his fault or better yet- AMANDA! Yes, her! I could say that she tracked down Roses' owl, shot the poor, defenseless bird right out of the sky and quickly stole the letter, she then rushed over to the Potter Manor and snuck into my room, used magic and made all my short sleeves long…
Oh, yes. I think that might actually work, might have to work around some obvious flaws, but other than that it should go well.
" You only just woke up, didn't you?" Rose asked, taking my silence- NOT THAT IT WAS SILENCE, I was merely thinking- as a She-is-making-up-a-lie-so-beat-her-to-it kind of an answer. You see what I have to live with, utter nonsense.
I turned my cheek to her, " As a matter of fact, I was awake hours ago, thank you very much."
She eyed me strangely before realizing what went wrong, " Albus?"
I nodded and said in a monotone, " Albus."
You see it was by no means my fault - when is it ever- it was his. He gave it to me late, mainly because he was too busy with other things (cough) Amanda ( cough) and didn't feel the need to deliver my VERY FIRST ( still can't get over that) letter. What a rude child. Doesn't have an ounce of integrity that one or honesty-
Okay, so he is better at the honesty-thing than I am, it's not my fault. I literally grew up having to lie about things and he didn't, I would have to say that that makes this all unfair. UNFAIR ADVANTAGE again…
I stared at Rose who was still in the hallway and realized I was being a very bad host, letting my guest stand outside. I quickly glanced over my shoulder at my room, just to check that there were no stray underwear or socks lying around and I think that it is within my right to smirk and be a little smug at my own handy work . Room clean in five minutes, teeth brushed, hair not looking scream- worthy , clothes changed-
OKAY! I KNOW! I accidently put on a log sleeve instead of a short sleeve! It is a common mistake, okay. Jeez, you aren't going to let me live this down are you? I'll take your sniggering as a no…
" Welcome, to my humble abode ." I grinned, throwing open my door to revel the most super-fantastic-awesome- splendid-breathtaking and awe-inspiring room in the world ( which is now safe and child friendly).
Rose rolled her eyes and walked into my room, I closed the door behind her and watched as she inspected everything quietly. HEY! I am not hiding any dead bodies or something under my bed or in my closet for that matter.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, " The verdict your honor?"
She was silent for a moment before answering, "It's cleaner than I thought it would be."
Ouch. I will try not to be offended or take that insult or compliment , which ever she intended it to be, to heart. Why does everyone think that I live like a pig? You would think that my room was messy, unsafe, maze-like-
Ohhh… Never mind, insult or compliment understood. But, it is clean now! Let's all just remember that at the very least.
" Not that I was expecting it to look like a bomb went off in here." She said quickly, taking my silence as being a little hurt by what she said, " Just everyone said that it was rather unsafe to step inside here."
And too right they were, not that I would I ever say anything. However, none of that matters now. You can now walk around without worrying about whether or not you would be able to get out of the rubbish if, by some wild chance, you get stuck…
" Who said that?" I asked calmly. Yeah, you guessed it! Someone is going to get an Aurora Ass kicking soon.
She shook her head, allowing red curls to jump around, " No one in particular."
" It was Albus, wasn't it?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips. Oh, yeah. Second time today Albus annoyed me with either his big mouth or rather short attention span when it comes to something with big boobs.
" I'm not saying anything." Rose shook her head stubbornly and crossed her arms.
Some people can be so uncooperative sometimes, besides, it's not like I was going to seriously harm him, he will still be able to breathe once I am finished with him… Sort of.
" Oh, come on. What's the worst that I could do?" I pouted and gave her my best innocent face, though from the look she was giving me, I don't think it was working.
"You're Aurora, I am pretty sure you could manage something." She said, rolling her eyes at my supposed 'innocent' expression. Okay, ladies and gentlemen, I don't think that that work.
New point of attack.
" What ever happened to not saying anything?" I asked with my classic eye roll and sticking out tongue. Hey! If you can't beat them, annoy them.
She just smirked and looked around again-
OH NO! SHE FOUND THE BODIES! EVERYONE RUN! HIDE! LEAVE THE COUNTRY-
Just joking. I have no clue what she is looking for. Not that there can be much to expect exactly. Most of the things that I have were mostly doodles, books, pack of cards ( I don't know why), papers, sweet wrappers and chocolate frog cards ( I will not tell you my supplier), which I have a pretty good collection going on ( SMIRK).
" Is your room always this clean?" Rose asked with a sudden interest in my housework. Weird child.
I spluttered, " My- My room? Clean? Always! Never a speck of dirt."
Yes, this was a lie, but I wasn't going to let Albus have the upper hand in this situation too.
Rose laughed and nodded slowly, " Let me guess, everything is stuffed in the cupboard, under the bed, behind the door, in your bathroom and behind the curtains."
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"WHAT! No! Of course not!" I denied quickly. So much for my cleaning skills. " What would ever make you think of that? Me throwing things around and not placing them in the exact spot where they are supposed to be? Never!"
Note to self: Next time do not hide junk ( nice junk) in cupboard, under the bed, behind the door, in the bathroom or behind the curtains.
" I have grown up with Hugo, James and Fred, you are going to have to hide things better than that." She laughed, giving me the traditional Weasley- Potter smirk. Like I haven't been on the receiving end of that enough this week, I swear that's all these people like to do: Smirk, eat and sleep.
I clapped my hands, " Challenge accepted."
She looked taken aback, " Wait- No! I didn't mean it as a challenge-"
I crossed my arms. See, I can also be stubborn when I want too, " But you said that-"
" I know what I said, I just didn't think you would turn it into a challenge." She butted-in.
Well, what did she want me to do with that piece of information? Write it down on a piece of paper and use a permanent sticking charm to stick it to my forehead? Because that was not going to happen.
I flopped down onto the bed- my friend- and stared up at the ceiling. Rose came and sat down at the end of the bed. A couple of seconds past over before she spoke again.
" You're not going to take it as a challenge still?" She asked in a small voice.
I grinned, " Of course I am!"
She let out a huge sigh that filled the bedroom, " Aunty Ginny is going to kill me!"
I raised my head of my pillow just enough for her to see me stick my tongue out at her.
" That's your problem, Rosie Posie." I chuckled at her new name, given to her by the very creative Aurora.
Maybe I was going blind, like the blind as a bat Albus, or Rose has damn good reflexes, but how a pillow manages to hit me that quickly after one of my comments astounds me.
I sat up quickly and grabbed the pillow, scared that it makes another jump at me, a sore jump mind you. I glared down at the pain inflicting pillow. You shall pay Mr. Pillow, tonight you shall pay.
" Do not call me Rosie Posie!" She grumbled, having a slight red tinge to her cheeks.
Hehe.
" Anything for you, my Rosie Red." I laughed at her highly annoyed face as she threw another pillow straight at my face.
" BLAH!" I bellowed, removing the white, feathered pillow from my face, " HOW MANY PILLOWS DO I HAVE!"
Of course this wasn't a rhetorical question, I wanted to know, needed to know. It's sort of weird how I don't know how many pillows I have on my bed, I think it was four pillows…
Yup, definitely four! Never mind, you all can continue with whatever you are doing, I have figured out the conundrum and your services are no longer needed, good day.
" Five." Rose stated, proving my math calculation incorrect and invalid.
" NAH-AH! THERE ARE FOUR!" I bellowed, not sure why. Maybe it was the lack of sleep. I sat up and counted them myself, not trusting what the Ginger Ninja had to say or her math skills, which were inferior to mine.
One…
Two…
Three…
Four…
Five…
Wait- I most definitely miscalculated. There was no way that I was wrong, that was impossible.
One bloody pillow….
Two bloody pillows….
Three bloody pillows….
Four bloody pillows….
( Oh no) Five bloody pillows….
Well, this is going to be awkward. I turned to face Rose and put on a sheepish grin, " Well… Let's move on then ."
This is me being blunt. You see I wasn't beating around the bush, trying to think of a topic I could change to with much subtly. NAH-AH! That's not how I am rolling today. Honesty is the best policy crap is what I am doing today… Well, minus a couple of 'friendly' and 'white lies' here and there. Not that any of you should lie, you shouldn't, but I can so-
I don't think I am doing a good job in trying to encourage you all to not lie, am I? Meh, don't do it and that's that.
Rose rolled her eyes, " Rosie Posie can count to five."
I grinned my naughty grin, " Yup, it's the numbers after that that I am worried about."
And there it was again, another perfectly white pillow flying towards my face with such speed and accuracy that I could not dodge it and was forced to take on the pain like a man, " OWWW! MY FACE!"
Rose laughed and dodge the pillow I threw at her with such grace and dignity that it was enough to make anyone jealous. Not like me, who looks like I am trying to stop myself from drowning…
Unfair!
We both picked up another pillow ready to engage in a pillow war when we heard a loud, high-pitched giggle coming from the hallway followed by the sound of Albus' door shutting. I looked over at Rose and we both winced.
" Well, I'm just glad I don't have to listen to that all day, unlike the poor, unfortunate Albus who is dating her." I said the last part bitterly. I still didn't understand what he saw in her. Sure she was drop dead gorgeous, but other than that she was a real… Cow.
" I'm guessing you don't like her." Rose stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world- which it probably was, but hey! I am trying to be subtle with my dislike for her. Am I doing a good job? Of course I'm not.
I rolled my eyes and stood up, " Now why would you say such a thing. I absolutely love-"
Roses' mouth popped open, " What-"
" People that scream when they first see me, have no respect for anyone other than themselves , pretend to be stupid just to get a guys attention and does not understand sarcasm." I finished off, taking a deep breath to calm myself down. Not that it was really working, because it wasn't.
" Trust me the more you get to know her the worst she becomes." Rose grumbled , highly annoyed with Albus' love interest- Well, if it was love.
"You don't like her either?" I asked, slightly happy that there was someone else who shared my opinion of the girl.
" Of course I don't like her!" Rose gasped , " Never liked her to be honest."
I grinned evilly and inched closer to her for the gossip, " Oh, do say more."
Rose raised her eyebrow at my rather odd ( Odd my left bottom cheek) behavior , " Well, in First Year she was my potions partner," I winced at the thought of my least favorite subject, " We were supposed to be doing a Swelling potion and that pathetic excuse for a potioneer got angry at me when I scored twenty points for my house and spilt the potion all over me. I was a rolling human ball for a week." I chuckled at the thought of Rose having to roll everywhere for a week, " But then again, what do you expect from a Slytherin."
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" SHE IS IN SLYTHERIN!" I cried out, ignoring the look of confusion coming from Rose, " YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT THERE IS A CHANCE I MIGHT GET STUCK IN THE SAME HOUSE AS HER!"
Rose said nothing, seemingly taken aback at my outburst.
"SO ALBUS IS IN SLYTHERIN, SHE IS IN SLYTHERIN- I mean, it's not like I have anything against Slytherin, I am sure that there are many lovely, intelligent people, but- NEVER MIND! I DON'T WANT TO BE IN SLYTHERIN ANYMORE!" I bellowed, covering my face with a pillow, trying to drowned out the sound of Amanda's voice that seemed etched into my now haunted memory.
Rose cleared her throat uncomfortably as I went into a deep silence, " Umm, well- On the bright side-"
"You can find a bright side to my misery?" I grumbled sadly from my mourning pillow- Yes, I have a mourning pillow now, so?
Rose ignored my question and carried on, I think that is all she does: Ignore the strangeness of those around her. That's probably how she copes living with such a crazy family or maybe she is in denial…
" On the bright side," She started again, but was interrupted by a loud high-pitch squeal coming from THE ROOM OF THE UNKNOWN. I blindly moved my hand across the bed and grabbed onto what I felt was pillow, tossing it to Rose. I felt the mattress shift from under me and knew that Rose was lying on my left.
" Thanks." Her muffled voice came from behind the pillow that now covered her face.
Well, we probably made a very interesting sight, two girls with white pillows stacked over their heads on a double bed, well at least the room was clean-ish – Let's just say that it is cleaner than what it was, okay? Good.
So, this is what my life had gotten too: Stuffing my head under pillows to drowned out the sound of my best friends girlfriend, who I obviously didn't like.
Jeez Albus, way to make my life full of happiness and joy. I tried not to think of what they were doing in his room, but you all know me by now- Forever Curious. Hmm, whatever they are doing I just hope that it doesn't involve-
"OMG! WHAT IF SHE MULTIPLIES!" I was struck by a sudden, gross, disgusting, sick, mind-numbing , revolting, vulgar , nasty and rather ghastly thought. I sat up quickly and so did Rose at my ( Again) sudden outburst.
"Multiples?" Rose asked, her nose pinched up in concentration, removing the pillow from off her face and sitting up.
I grabbed her shoulders and whispered, " Multiples, Rose."
" I agree with Albus, you are slightly psychotic."Rose nodded, agreeing with herself and Albus.
I shook my head. I mean, I know I am not right 'up there', if you know what I mean- Wait, of course you know what I mean, you are reading my inner thoughts… Hmm, well, that sounds creepy and makes me feel slightly uncomfortable.
" Look this isn't exactly the right moment to discuss my slight," 'Slight'? Please, " unstable mental problems and I will slap Albus later for mentioning it to you later, but now, we have a problem."
She raised her eyebrow delicately , " Slight unstable mental problems-"
I grabbed onto her shoulders again and shook her, " Concentrate Rose."
She was silent for a moment, pursing her lips and staring at me intensely. I knew she was wondering along the same line of thought as the rest of the family:
Is this girl for real?
Was she honestly just talking to her food a few moments ago?
How much more psychotic must she be before the send her to an Asylum?
Yes.
Yes.
And not a lot more, to be frank. I mean, I think it would be easier for me to be accepted into an asylum than Hogwarts at the moment-
" Fine what is this 'problem'?" Rose puffed, giving in to my psychotic ways…
MWAHAHAHA!
Wait- this is serious. Straight faces everyone.
YOU THERE! STOP SMILING! GOOD!
" We are faced with an international problem," I began. I started pacing around the room, proof that I was concentrating .
" Okay, I am now aware of the fact that it is indeed a problem," Rose muttered, rolling her eyes, I threw her my best death glare and am going to say that it worked seeing as she kept her mouth shut after that.
" Now that you are hopefully finished interrupting me we can move on. Usually when a man and a women, " I spat out that word, " are in a relationship, it seems that the so-called relationship progresses to a stage where it becomes more physical than verbal- if you know what I mean?"
Rose jumped up from of the bed, her wild curls hopping about, " WOAH! Okay, stop there! " She took a deep breath and I couldn't help but wonder what crept into her pants this fine afternoon- that was sarcasm for anyone who was wondering. She covered her face with her hands and carried on breathing. I wonder how long this is going to take? A minute? Hour? Would she be offended if I grab a snack-
NO! FOCUS AURORA! This is an Albus and Amanda problem over here, you can't get side tracked now. The greater good!
"Okay- well, now that you have calmed down-" I started, but only to be interrupted by a certain redheaded human again.
" Are you honestly going to have The Talk with me?" She asked, slightly shocked at my mere attempt to carry on with the topic at hand.
What a dumb question! Obviously I am talking, I am not signing it to her now am I ? Exactly, no.
" Well, I am talking, if you want to call it The Talk, that's okay with me-" I started.
" That's not what I meant." She exclaimed.
I let out a sigh of frustration and hissed, " You have got to stop interrupting me."
I sort of felt sorry for the people who stay in the same house as me. Call it sympathizing, empathizing or whatever you want- BUT, then again, it's not my fault my (though-ever-present) awesomeness wishes to come out while other people are talking and besides, I have verbal diarrhea from three o'clock in the afternoon, I don't trust people who smile before 9 AM so you can't blame me or my awesomeness.
" I forgot how naive and innocent you are when it comes down to THOSE kind of things." She frowned and looked at me sadly- which just pissed me off for obvious reasons. No one should feel sorry for me, not you or her or the Potters/Weasleys- No one.
" Those things?" I asked curiously. I mean, THOSE things could be anything, like a dog, cat, fish, mouse, wolf, dolphin ect.
She slapped her forehead. Shame, Redhead is hating on herself, poor thing.
" THOSE things. You know- Those things," She eyed me funnily, I just shook my head in confusion, " Please don't make me explain it. Goodness knows, I have heard enough about the whole thing, everyone in the family assumes you have no clue about that stuff . I mean, honestly. I never believed in the whole ' A crane comes and drops you on your parents doorstep'. It's just totally unrealistic."
It was probably then that I realized what Rose was talking about.
" OH!" I exclaimed and threw my hands into the air, " THOSE things!"
Right, well now Rose was making sense in her own creepy sort of way. Well, this conversation was going to get awkward and fast.
" But think about it, what if she does multiply?" I asked her with much concern. HEY! I am trying to avoid a universal problem the least you can do is help. " Do you want lil' Amandas' running around, screaming and giggling with the high-pitch tone of hers?"
We both shuddered.
THE HORROR!
Rose blushed and gnawed her bottom lip, " That is a repulsive thought. I mean, Albus and h-her- Nope, that can't happen. Not in my life time."
She let out a loud sigh and we both feel silent, both too lost in thoughts.
I pictured a little Amanda about four or five running around, and though the child would be very cute and grow up to be just as beautiful as their mother, but for some odd reason the thought of the child growing up to be brat-ish and harsh seemed to ruin the whole beauty effect.
I thought of Albus' child and couldn't stop a smile form on my lips as I pictured a scrawny four year old boy run around looking exactly like his father: untamable black hair that stuck up in all directions, brilliant green eyes hiding behind round glasses. I wonder if the child would have his father's sense of humor and intelligence or if he would take after his mother- which for his sake, I hope is not Amanda.
" I don't think their relationship is serious anyway," Rose said, bringing me back to the real world. I blushed, realizing that I just pictured Albus's child- IT IS THE LACK OF FRENCH TOAST, BUDDY!
Yup, that's it: no French toast. That means no thinking clearly and no control over thoughts. Jeez, who would have thought that being human was such hard work, I think I should just quite now and become a unicorn. Aurora the Magnificent Unicorn!
Hey! That's an idea, I might even become Hagrids best friend. Now doesn't that seem like fun. I will have the grace of a horse-
OH, WAIT! Never mind, I don't like horses… Hmm, crafty creatures they are. Sure, they look all cute and harmless, but those things are dangerous in the front, crafty at the back and are bloody funky in the middle I tell you! Deviant creatures.
I'll come back as a fish or maybe a dog… Yeah, maybe a dog, be all cute but ferocious.
Growl.
Growl.
Damn, I am digressing again.
" Whose relationship?" I ask, coming back to my senses. I really should stop with that, it will get me killed, I tell you.
She rolled her eyes, " Barbie and Ken's!"
I knew she was being sarcastic, but I was far too lost in this conversation to understand, " Whose?"
She shook her head, " Sorry, forget I said anything about that, muggle toy. Albus's and Amanda's relationship."
My mouth formed an 'o' shape, of course that's who she was talking about not this 'Barbie' and 'Ken', those two just sounded dodgy.
" Right, yeah it won't last." I said.
Hopefully.
I shook my head, needing a break from my thoughts.
" So, what do you want to do?" I asked her, not sure of how this worked. I haven't ever entertained before, do I ask her if she wants something to drink or eat?
Nah, she practically lives here too, if anything she would just walk out and get something without me asking.
She shrugged her shoulder and was about to speak when a loud, " Allie Poo" filled the air.
( Insert lots of shuddering)
Rose looked stunned for a moment before whispering, " Allie Poo?"
I shook my head unable to comprehend what I just heard. That poor, poor, poor, poor bloke.
I turned to Rose and asked, " Should we help him?"
WHAT! Am I not allowed to help a friend in need? Jeez, I am sorry!
Rose frowned and eyed me suspiciously( I DON'T KNOW WHY!), " What do you have in mind?"
I looked around the room: What do I have in mind?
DUN DUN! Isn't it obvious! What do you do when you want to save your best friend from the evil clutches of his girlfriend?
The most obvious answer is:
" PRANK HER!" I screamed with excitement. Ohhh, this was going to be good, I could just taste the vengeance on the tip of my tongue an you know what they say: revenge is sweet.
Prank master Aurora is in the house!
Roses' frown deepened, " I don't think that's a good idea-"
" And why not?" I exclaimed, this is unfair, I think I have it in my Rights to prank whoever I feel deserves it and she did deserve it, thank you very much.
Rose rolled her eyes at my supposed ' childish' antics ( Like I could ever be childish), " Because, I don't think you have the best sense of integrity-"
I puffed out my cheeks, probably looking like some chubby caterpillar, " I have the best sense of integrity-"
I don't know what she is talking about. Have I ever acted unfairly and unlawfully to anyone-
Oh, wait, don't answer that.
Awkward
She carried on as though I hadn't said anything ( Exhibit H that Rose is in denial of my awesomeness), " Nor do you posses the compassion needed to pity your victim."
I stared at Rose in shock. Victim? Now don't you think that's over reacting 'cause I do, I think that's being bloody melodramatic by a mile. Not only does she make me sound like James ( Grimace) , but she – she makes me sound like James( I know I said this twice, I just can't get over the shock), and let me tell you this: I . Am. Not. James.
Not that there is anything wrong with James, he is perfectly normal ( No, I am not delusional) and is completely sane… On rare occasions. Never mind, that is all lies. James is quite a handful- TWO handfuls. I'm not like that, I am sweet, kind, calm, always in control-
I SWEAR IF YOU SMIRK ONCE MORE I WILL BRING OUT WACKY WAND….
Good, sweetling…
Where was I? Oh, yes. On with lies- Woops, I mean truth. Messed up big there, anyway on with Operation Get- Rose-To- Prank- Albus'- Evil- Squeaky- Girlfriend. Maybe for future references I should try to find a shorter Operation name. Hmm, maybe GRTPAESG ?
Nah, I can't pronounce that and usually that's not the best thing to have when choosing an operation name, on the bright side no one would ever be able to guess what it stands for – Then it shall be that!
On with Operation GRTPAESG!
I looked at Rose and pouted, " But Rosie," Insert evil death glare from Ginger Ninja, " I mean Rose, I'm bored, you're bored, Amanda isn't nice, her giggling is getting annoying and it would really brighten up everyone's day , how could you possibly let an opportunity like this slip through your pretty fingers?"
See what I did there, I complimented her, therefore she has to repay the kindness I have shown. See, smart, hey?
She just raised her eyebrow and turned her chin away from me, " Easily, like this no."
I huffed, " Alright, I guess we would have to put up with her annoying giggles, shrilling voice and stupid conversations. But hey, if they get married," I cringed at the thought, " I still have a way out, but for you," I paused adding a dramatic effect, " she becomes part of your family."
I looked her face to her facial expression and almost burst out laughing at the look of horror on her face. Yup, I am free of all the nonsense, I guess this is the first time I was rather relived to have no family, no annoying in laws, then again…
Would I have gotten along with my brothers girlfriends? Would they have gotten along with my boyfriend? Or would we all just turn into a bigger loving family where everyone just gets along with everyone?
I hoped so. I didn't want a family separated by conflict, and I knew deep down that I would have accepted anyone of their love interests, as long as they made them happy. I know you are asking me, " So why can't you do the same for Albus?"
I'll tell you this, I have seen him come home in such a foul mood after spending a day with her, more than once, I don't know if it was just me but I just didn't get the ' feels' around them that I usually get from Mr. and Mrs. Potter or Ron and Hermione and so on an so on. I don't know, their relationship just didn't feel real, almost as though they both were just going along with it and I wasn't sure if either of them were aware of it. Besides, it wasn't as though I was breaking them up, I wouldn't do that. That would be unfair, if anything Albus had to realize that on his own, that did not mean that I couldn't prank either of them.
Rose was watching me with a calculative stare, " As much as I don't like Amanda, cause I really don't, I just can't help but wonder if you're not a little jealous."
My mouth popped open, jealous? No, no, no! I am not jealous, I have no reason to be. Of Albus or Amanda? It didn't matter I am not jealous, that's not how I roll.
I spluttered for a few seconds, " You have got to be joking?"
Rose raise her eyebrow, " Come on, it's-"
She was interrupted by my laughing. What can I say? After the initial shock wore off, I couldn't help but find the whole topic hilarious. Maybe it was just my messed up mind, because in order to be jealous of Amanda I had to first envy something of her, her looks? Nope, I don't crack mirrors so I am good enough. Her intelligence? PUH-LEASE! I have more talent in my pinky than she has in general. Albus? Nope, cause I don't like Albus like that. Not now, not EVER. We are F-R-I-E-N-D-S, not Romantically-involved-in- any-such- way.
You see: I AIN'T JEALOUS!
" Rose, my friend, you have a very good sense of humor. " I chuckled, whipping the tears from my eyes.
She eyed my again with her I-Am-Lost-In-Deep-thought look, which was getting slightly uncomfortable as the seconds carried on until, for grace of all that's good, she spoke, " Okay, I guess you're right. Besides, you don't seem like a Evil- Jealous- girl- that would steal other peoples boyfriends."
I rolled my eyes, " Thanks for not labeling me as a Evil-Jealous-Girl- That-Would-Steal-Other- Peoples- Boyfriends."
She laughed her musical laugh, which sounded a lot better than my cat-dying laugh, sometimes I think the world hates to hear me laugh, we shame.
" So, I guess pranking her is out of the question?" I pouted, looking at the floor sadly.
" Fine, we can. However," I cringed at the unthinkable word, " nothing bad or even slightly violent."
I grinned and placed my hand on my chest, " I, Aurora, promise not to cause much harm or maim Amanda in any way that could be life threatening or cause permanent disability."
Rose slapped her forehead and let out an exasperated sigh, " I guess that's close enough."
Operation GRTPAESG is complete! Good work soldiers!
I grinned and started pacing around my room again, thinking of ideas. After a full twenty minutes of both of us tossing around not-so-useful ideas, I sat down, determined to think of something. if anything constructive .
" What about tying her hair to a door knob?" Rose suggested and I couldn't help but think about what she said about not doing anything slightly violent. Hypocrite.
I thought about it and my slightly naughty side came out.
"Nah, that would immediately point all fingers to us. Only girls would stoop so low as to go for the hair." I answered and started pacing again.
Rose threw me a dirty look, " It's scary to think how much thought you put into your pranks."
I chuckled, " There's a reason I don't get caught."
Ya, it's not as easy as people think. Not only do you have to make sure your prank is a success, but making sure no one would suspect you that's the hard part. Originality, no evidence and no loose ends, that's the most important things to remember while pranking. Take notes, students.
We both laughed knowing it was true, it was only after a few moments I realized how dry my throat was and what is the best cure for a dry throat?
Water-
Joking, orange juice!
" I feel a tad parched, want some juice?" I asked Rose, surprising myself with being a good host. What can I say, I am women with many talents.
She nodded and I left the room, tripping ( once again) as I fell down the last two steps on the stair way.
I grumbled , dusted myself off and made my way to the kitchen without silently curing the steps. Okay that last part was a lie, I was most definitely cursing the stairs.
" Stupid stairs with their stupid shiny, slippery planks trying to kill my with in the most stupid, subtle way. Bloody idiots-" I stopped outside the kitchen door when I heard voices inside.
Now none of you should ever eavesdrop because it is rude and if you were meant to know what's going on they would talk to you themselves. Yes, I know you're all calling me a hypocrite and yes I agree with you all, I am one.
I pressed my ears against the door that was standing ajar and positioned myself so that I could peek in without being seen. I searched the kitchen until I saw the two occupants of the kitchen:
Albus and Amanda.
Huh, I didn't hear them come down the stairs, then again I was concentrating quite hard on the Amanda Pranking scheme to notice much else.
" So how long has the girl been staying here for?" I recognized Amanda's voice, and it's not like it could have been Albus- unless puberty did him more harm than good.
I felt anger bubble up as she referred to me as 'the girl'. I do have a name, a rather dull one at that, but still a name! I inhaled sharply waiting for Albus to correct her.
" Not so long, a month about." He answered calmly and I felt slightly disappointed. He didn't tell her off… I tried to let it not get to me, but the hurt was still there in my chest.
It doesn't matter, I told myself, you've been called worse.
I shuddered at the thought of all the names the vampires called me. I pushed it from my mind, reminding myself that I wasn't there- with them- anymore, I was safe, I was free.
" And you didn't mention her once because?" She asked again, her voice obviously indicating that she was angry , for what reason I did not know. I frowned a little bit, ignoring the wave of sadness that washed over me.
It doesn't matter.
Albus was quiet for some time before answering, " I didn't think it mattered."
Ouch, thanks Al, nice to see that I was worth talking about.
"Doesn't matter? You have a lunatic in your house Al, a complete psychopath!" She growled.
There it was again, anger. I am not a psychopath! I am not a lunatic! Only people I know and care about are allowed to joke about it! Not other people who I hardly know or like. I silently prayed that Albus would say something, do something. I mean, I would, but then I would have to admit to eavesdropping and that would be embarrassing.
" Hey, Aurora is cool once you-" Albus started and I felt a spark of gratitude erupt in my chest.
" She was talking to the fridge when I entered this morning." Amanda interrupted him, her deadpanned voice giving me the odd desire to slap her.
Albus chuckled and sang, " Is that really now?"
I took a sharp, deep breath , that's what I said this morning.
"You sound like her." Amanda hissed furiously.
I grinned happily at her anger and memory.
YOU GO ALFRED!
Albus left out a sighed, " Look Babes," I winced at the word, " Aurora is really nice, once you get to know her-"
I peeked around the door frame to see Albus place his hand on her shoulder and her step back, dodging it.
" To be honest, I have seen enough of her to last me lifetime," Likewise, " when is she leaving again?" Amanda asked, her snotty voice back to normal.
I froze, anticipating the answer. How long did Albus expect me to stay? A month? A year? I didn't know how long I was staying, no one knew. I loved living with the Potters, I couldn't think of a better family to be stuck with- except my own, but that would be a little hard seeing as they are dead.
Albus was silent for a long time, I was starting to think that he wasn't going to answer, but sure enough, he did, " I don't know. However long she wants, really. No one is in a rush to see her leave-"
Amanda ripped out a roar, " So, you want her to stay?"
I was sure I was going to faint with all the inhaling I have been doing while listening to them.
" No-Babes, that's not what I meant!" Albus said hastily. I felt my hard harden by his words.
He said 'no' . He didn't want me to stay. I stopped my thoughts there, first wanting to hear what he had to say, before accepting his answer. I peeked around the doorframe, Amanda now had her back towards him and I saw her smirk- she was playing him. A monster clawed at my chest: she was honestly playing him. She enjoyed seeing him getting anxious and confused, thinking he said or did something wrong. It was a game, one that she was confident of winning the prize.
Albus grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, immediately she removed the smirk from her face and replaced it with a sullen look.
" She's just my friend, only my friend. If anything, she feels more like a sister, than anything more." Albus said with such earnestly, that I felt my heart beat a little faster. " You're my girlfriend, not her."
I saw the smile form on Amanda's lips again, a shy smile, a fake smile, " Really?"
Albus nodded and my heart broke at the thought of his naïve mind, he was her toy.
She kissed him on the lips and I took that as a sign to leave. I turned and made my way back from the door and up the stairs quickly, which in turn gave me four vey purple new bruises. I stormed down the passageway absolutely furious. I thought about going to tell Albus what Amanda was doing, but I knew he wouldn't believe me, besides no proof is no proof. I couldn't exactly break them up, because that would be wrong-
No, I had to let Albus figure this out for himself. He wasn't a child, he was a teenager who had to see the bad in people occasionally. No, I wouldn't do anything, this was all him. His relationship, his choice.
I reached my door and paused before entering, I couldn't let Rose see me all angry and aggravated, she would immediately know something is wrong. I took a deep breath , rearranged my face and entered the room.
Rose was going through my sketches that were scattered across my table, I blushed a little feeling a tad embarrassed that she had found those.
She looked up at when I entered, " They're really good. I can hardly draw a fish without it looking like a – where's the cold drink?"
Shit, the juice. I forgot about that.
I clicked my tongue, thinking of the best exclamation, " THEY were down there."
Rose nodded her head in understanding. I already felt so claustrophobic being back in my room. Yup, this is coming from the girl that spent eight years in a prison cell. The irony.
I grabbed my wand and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts book , " Want to help me practice?"
I said calmly, trying to keep my voice level and failing to do so.
Rose frowned at the sound of my voice, " I'm not allowed to do magic-"
I nodded furiously, " I know, that doesn't mean that you can't help me."
" Okay, then." She said warily, surprised at my tone.
I quickly marched out of the room with Rose at my hills. I was almost at the stairs when I heard Lily's voice calling out to me.
"Aurora!" Lily called and I spun around slightly confused at her sudden appearance.
" Oh- Hey, Lily, what you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at St. Mongos?" I asked, my voice sounded so strained as though I was forcing myself to sound happy and alright- which I was.
Lily didn't seem to notice, but Rose threw me a look of confusion which I openly ignored.
" Hey Rose! It was great, thanks. Mum had a difficult patient that kept trying to propose to her when she least expected it, it was really funny," She chuckled and Rose joined in. I only manage a weak chuckle, " Anyway, mum and dad are calling you."
I frown, " Why?"
I immediately thought of everything that I did wrong- which wasn't much- wondering about what I was going to get in trouble for.
Lily shrugged her shoulders, " No clue. It sounds serious though, it's even got dad pacing."
My heart started to go haywire in my chest, I breathed out and passed my books to Rose, " Well, I best go see what they want. Meet you outside in a few."
I turned around before they could say anything.
I was worried. I was angry and now I was scared.
SOOOOOOOOO!
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