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I can't stand to see this

Get me home

Take me away, I'm gonna hurt somebody

Take me away right now

How could she say, she wanted more,

You better

Take me away right now.

Take Me Away by Plain White T's

Al's POV:

I didn't know where he'd gone. All I was sure of was that he'd hurt Izzy, my very best friend I'd ever had, even above Rose (don't tell her that, mkay?), and he was going to pay dearly.

I knew Izzy really didn't like this overprotective side of me sometimes, but I couldn't help it. I had a huge family with tons of girls that I had to keep safe, so it was just natural for me.

I stalked down the halls, one hand gripped tight around my wand, the other clenching and unclenching angrily. I must have looked terrifying, because a group of second year Ravenclaws squealed and ran off, but I didn't give a damn. I was going to find Finn.

Suddenly, I heard something rattling around in a closet. I hardly had time to think about it before I heard someone moan out.

"Mmm…Finn…ohh…"

I lifted my wand and blasted the door open, a scream releasing from Melissa.

I looked at the two. Melissa was just in her tank top and skirt; apparently she had lost her real shirt somewhere in this intense snogging session with the man-whore before me. Finn, on the other hand, was completely lacking any type of shirt, his dark blonde hair disheveled, a startled look covering his face.

The two looked up at me, Melissa slightly embarrassedly, while Finn just looked angry.

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you, Reeds?" I burst out, but Finn just looked up at me resiliently. This guy was really pissing me off.

"What's it look like to you, you little git?" he shot back, while Melissa looked down at her feet.

I laughed icily. "Well, Reeds, it looks to me like you've been flirting on multiple occasions with my best friend, snogging her roommate, then trying to cheat on your girlfriend here with Izzy." Finn turned an unflattering shade of red. "What, did you think Izzy was just some slut that you could shag, then leave and go back to Melissa? Or whatever other girl you decide you want next?"

"I…no…what…none of that's true!" he exclaimed, flustered.

"Oh, don't even try that. I've watched all of this happen. Just 'fess up, okay? Or this is gonna hurt a lot worse," I threatened maliciously.

"No!" Finn shouted. Now he was angry. "Like I said, none of that's true. Now just go. Go…snog Izzy or something. She's pretty much your girlfrie-"

"OPPUGNO!" I yelled, and a flock of vicious birds shot from my wand and started attacking Finn. Spell courtesy of Aunt Hermione. "Fernunculus!" I cried, and immediately his face broke out in boils. Finn had said too much. He'd crossed the line when he said that Izzy and I were…together.

Melissa squealed from beside him and sprinted down the hall, buttoning her shirt back up as she went.

Finn looked up at me, glaring. "Expelliarmus!" he shrieked, but I was too fast.

"Protego!"

"Reeds! Potter!" a stern, low voice came from down the hall. I looked over to see Professor Longbottom sprinting towards us, while Professor Scamander stood dreamily at the end of the hall.

"Headmistress's office! Now!" he barked at us and turned around. I grimaced, but followed nonetheless. What was I going to tell them? Would Izzy want them to know about this? Probably not.

My two professors walked swiftly down the hall, Finn and I in tow. I stared resolutely ahead, but I thought I saw Finn glance over at me from the corner of my eye.

When we got up to the Professor McGonagall's office, Professor Lovegood knocked calmly and politely on the door. She rested her hand on Longbottom's shoulder, trying to calm him down, then glanced back at me and smiled slightly. Her and Longbottom were, of course, very close to my parents. They had gone to school together and fought by one another at the Battle of Hogwarts.

An annoyed looking McGonagall opened the door, and I decided to go with the casual approach. "Hullo, Minnie," I said brightly, "how've you been lately?"

The strict woman cast me a dark glare. "Fine, Mr. Potter, until you two showed up at my office." I smiled happily. "And I require much more respect when you address me, Potter," McGonagall said, her piercing eyes burning holes through my head.

"I see. Tough week, I take it. I know the feeling," I said sincerely.

The professor just glared at me again, starting to open her mouth, but Professor Scamander cut her off.

"You're very much like Fred and George, Albus," she told me softly, staring down at me.

I took the reference to my uncles, one of them being deceased, as a great compliment. "Why thank you, Professor Scamander!" I beamed. She just looked at me, not saying anything more.

Professor McGonagall glanced at my peculiar professor inquisitively, but continued on. "Into my office, if you please."

We stepped through the doorway, and I sat down on one of the chairs. "Ah, home sweet home," I murmured cheerily, but McGonagall just gave me another stern glance. Nothing new with that.

"Professor," Longbottom began from behind me, "I found these two boys dueling in the hallway, though it looked rather one-sided," he said, casting me a glance. Hey, I couldn't help it that I was a better dueler.

"Mr. Reeds, might I inquire about your shirt? Or rather, your lack of one?" McGonagall asked shrilly, looking to Finn.

"I-uh-well-"

"You see, Professor," I cut in, "he was having a rather intense snogging session with Miss Melissa Jackson, and it seems that they both lost a few articles clothing when they were in their broom closet," I told the teachers informatively, a smirk finding its way onto my face.

"Mr. Reeds, can you defend yourself?" Professor Longbottom inquired.

"N-no sir…" Finn mumbled as he looked at the floor, and I sniggered.

"Mr. Reeds, that is unacceptable behavior," McGonagall scolded, then continued, "but as I understand, that's not why you're sitting in my office now." She looked down her nose at me.

I held my hands up defensively, suddenly angry again. "Professor, I had a perfectly good reason!" I yelped.

"I would love to hear it," the old woman said, still staring at me shrewdly.

"And I'd love to tell you," I said angrily. "Mr. Reeds over here was being…extremely rude to Isabelle McCallum," I stated.

"Would you care to elaborate?" McGonagall asked quietly, her eyes never leaving my face.

"I don't think that's my place," I said, not even hesitating. I meant it, too. I wasn't about to put my best friends personal life out on display for our teachers.

"A true Gryffindor," McGonagall mumbled, smiling slightly. "Well then, a week of detention, both of you, and five points each from your house." I groaned. Not because of the detention, Peeves could get me out of that easily, but because of the points. Gryffindor couldn't get too far behind, because I wouldn't be letting Slytherin win this year. "But," the headmistress continued, fixing me with a look, "10 points for Mr. Potter, for showing exceptional house qualities. Even if it didn't have a pleasant outcome."

I smiled charmingly at my professors, and Longbottom laughed slightly. "Albus, back to your common room. Mr. Reeds, perhaps you should go to the hospital wing..." the Professor said carefully, eyeing Finn's face, and I smiled victoriously to myself.

Izzy's POV:

I sat in the common room by myself, the fire still crackling quietly. Needless to say, I was extremely worried. Not about Finn, even though I knew what Albus could do with hexes. I was anxious about Albus. He was strong and all from Quidditch, but he wasn't exceptionally tall, and Finn, being Beater, was just that much more muscular. If they were going for a fight without wands I wasn't sure who would win this: Al had the drive, the anger, the passion, but Finn was bigger.

I waited for about an hour, but it seemed like all night. Finally, the portrait hole swung open, and Al sauntered in, carefully followed by a beat-up looking Finn Reeds. I looked up at Al, pointedly ignoring Finn. Al walked over and sat by me, and I leaned against his strong frame. I decided it better to not mention the obvious fight.

Al looked into my eyes, his own bright green ones shining proudly. "I won," he muttered, smiling, and I rolled my eyes and slapped his arm, "and got away with just one week of detention."

A/N: Maybe Finn's learned his lesson, now. I'm glad, too. I really hated Finn myself.

Anywho, not sure how I'm feeling about this story so far. I realized that all of the real action and whatnot won't be coming in till rather late in the story…I'll start working it into the next chapter, though.

By the way, I realized that I had Rose in Ravenclaw in chapter one, then Gryffindor in another chapter. I fixed that, so all is well: Rose is in Gryffindor.

Also, lots of the actual songs I use won't match up with the theme of the chapter, just that passage of the song in particular.

So…Review and make my day? Please?