Chapter 3

In Which Food Spontaneously Flies

Sunday.

Why the hell is my alarm clock ringing… on a BLOODY FREAKIN' SUNDAY?

Oh.

That's right.

I promised James I would cram for tomorrow's Transfiguration exam with him.

Oh, well. My sleep matters more to me.

I turned off my alarm clock and buried myself back into the warmth of my bed. Suddenly I was hit with a blast of cold, and then I realized Paige had already woken up, and abruptly pulled my blankets off of me and out of my reach.

I whimpered. I hate being cold in the morning. Especially if it's because of Paige, which it usually is.

"Get up, Lia. Its already 10."

My head shot up. "It's only 10! Why the bloody hell am I awake? I can sleep another two hours without anyone getting suspicious!"

"No! Get up, and get dressed! I mean it, Amelia!"

I love Paige, I really do, but sometimes I just want to strangle her. She is only 1 of three who can get away with calling me Amelia, along with Rob, and of course, James.

I groaned and got out of bed, knowing that I couldn't fight with Paige this early in the morning. I dragged myself into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and hair, before getting dressed and walking out the door.

However, I made sure that I let out my frustration of getting up early, which ended up with me literally jumping on Emma and Belle's beds in order to wake them. To which Belle threatened to beat me so hard I would wish for the Killing Curse, and I promptly ran from the room in fear of being murdered by my best friend.

I'm sure she didn't mean it.

I think.

~Lia~

Walking down to the Great Hall for breakfast, I was greeted by Fin and Ethan eating breakfast. Fin saw me and smirked.

"Good God, you're awake before noon on a Sunday. This is a sign of the apocalypse."

I hit his arm and grabbed a muffin from his plate. "Paige wouldn't let me go back to sleep," I told him. "That vixen."

Fin chuckled and handed me a glass of orange juice. "I promised James I would study with him. Arse that he is." I chugged the glass and gave it to Ethan to refill.

"Love you too, Lia darling," James' voice came form behind me, and I turned around to find Freddie, James, and Emma sitting down.

"There you are, I was just about to kill you," I said in my most cheery voice.

"Ooo, can I help?" Freddie asked, his mouth full of pancakes.

"Yeah, I need a pointless distraction." (Before you kill me, I am extremely inconsiderate of people before noon. If you don't believe me, just ask Al about the time I called him a Kitty-Cat.)

He glared at me and threw a grape at me. It hit me perfectly on my forehead, and although the boy has impeccable aim, he must be punished.

I grabbed the first thing my hand could reach, a small pie, and threw it.

However, Freddie ducked, and the pie went flying….right into the back of Chris Nott's head.

There was silence in the Hall for a moment, and then Ethan's voice rang out loud and clear:

"Food fight!"

Suddenly, food went flying across the Hall, and I felt arms wrap around my waist and pull me down under the table. I found myself under the make-shift shelter with Paige, Belle, and James.

Where did Paige and Belle come from? Oh, well.

I carefully peeked out above, and saw the ideal food fight victim, Jenna Lumeno, a.k.a. Queen Bitch. Spotting a pie on the ground, I picked it up, ignoring Paige's cry of "Lia, don't!" and threw as hard as I could.

It hit her face perfectly.

I smiled as she shrieked like the banshee she is. Grinning at my triumph, I turned around to see Paige shaking her head at my childish actions.

Well, you know what, Paigie-darling, stick it in a juice box and suck it. I can hate whoever I want, and will deal out revenge in what ever way I wish. I am almost a legal adult…well, technically.

Out of the blue, the flying food froze in the air. Knowing we were caught, everyone climbed out from under the tables.

At the entrance, Minnie stood in her famous green hat and robes. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Prince. Why do I have the feeling you three started this?"

Freddie whipped around to a crumb covered Louis and yelled "Louis! How could you start a food fight?"

Louis, in response, threw the muffin in his hand at Freddie, hitting him right in the face.

The boy had quite an arm, it's a pity he doesn't play quidditch on the school team. Such a waste.

I turned to Minnie and turned on the charm.

"Minnie, I'm innocent, I swear."

Minnie rolled her eyes at me. "And I suppose the food decided to throw itself across the room?" she asked.

My eyes widened in faux shock. "Minnie! I swear it did! It started to talk of world domination!"

She raised an eyebrow at me instead of saying anything.

Freddie looked at her, having the decency to look ashamed. "Detention?" he asked, knowing the answer.

Minnie nodded and said sharply, "Eight o'clock. My office," before turning and walking away.

The Hall stayed silent, and I slowly turned around to face James, giving him my famous "Death Glare".

"This. Is. All. Your. Fault." I growled threateningly, punctuating every word with a step towards him.

"How is this my fault?" he asked, taking a step backwards every time I took a step forwards.

"Because," I told him, "if you hadn't made me promise to help you study, I would still be asleep and I wouldn't have thrown anything at Freddie, and then I wouldn't have gotten detention!"

"But how is that my fault?"

I growled and jumped on him, throwing us both onto the ground as I attempted to strangle him. Fin ran over and picked me up by my waist, me still struggling to break my best friend's neck.

Don't look at me like that.

It's his fault.

Prat.

~Lia~

I sat outside, reading my textbook under the shade of a tree, when James came up next to me and sat down, silently holding out a piece of chocolate.

"Forgive me, Amelia?"

I smiled and took the candy. "Of course, you prat."

I handed him the textbook.

"But it doesn't mean you'll live the next time you get me mad." I said, my voice sweet as sugar.

I could've sworn he moved away from me a bit.

Just a tad.

Okay, maybe a lot.

AN: YES IM BACK! =) Everything has finally worked out and I am still doing this story! Special thank you's going out to my "publisher/agent/manager/editor/BEST FRIEND EVER", the beautiful Miss Arielle, "my wifey for lifey for ever 3", I love you sweetie! Also to the ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY AMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZINGGG Hawaiianpunchgirlie, a.k.a. THE GREATEST PERSON ON THIS GODFORSAKEN PLANET (not really but let's stick with it for now;) ) AAAAANDDDDDD to the best boyfriend EVER! 3 (even though he probably will never see this, it IS the thought that counts). Also to my extremely annoying sister, and my frustrating mother, and Marissa who swore she would kill me if I didn't continue. She's quite scary in the morning before her cereal ;)