This is a fanfic about my favorite couple from the Harry Potter series, George/Alicia. It's told from Alicia's point of view, in case you couldn't notice. Anyhow, please r/r! Also, I own nothing. Everyone in this story is owned by J.K Rowling, so don't sue! I doubt you can anyways, but enough of me! Here's the story!
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I awoke one Wednesday morning to find someone shaking me, awfully hard.
"No, Oliver." I said. "I don't wanna practice Quidditch today. I'm so tired. Five more minutes!"
"It's not Oliver! It's me, Fred! But you got the Quidditch part right! C'mon, you don't want me mad, do you? Allright, let's go!"
I groaned and slowly got up out of bed. Fred Weasley is our new Quidditch captain now that Oliver's left. This was going to be his first practice ever captaining us.
"Hurry up!" he said, standing over me, arms crossed. I made my bed and then turned over to look at him.
"If you want me to hurry up," I said slowly as I began to look through my drawers. "Then get out of here so I can get shower and get dressed!"
"Okay, okay!" said Fred, putting his hands up. "But you'd better be down in ten minutes!" He said, through the closed door.
I groaned and threw a look over my shoulder. Angelina and Katie had already left. I'd have to hurry. I ran down into the showers and quickly slipped off my pajamas. I took my usual quick get-to-the-point-and-just-clean-up shower, dried off and got dressed. After I'd placed the usual two red barretes in my hair and slipped on my small golden glasses, I looked at my watch. 'Wow.' I thought. 'That took me faster then expected!'
I slipped my Quidditch practice robes over my head and walked down the corridor. When I reached the Great Hall, I could only smell the good breakfast as I passed. I was already 2 minutes late and the twins could just sneak into the kitchens for the team later. I exited the building, and walked out onto the Quidditch field to find the whole team waiting for me.
"Excellent." said Fred as I arrived. "Now that we're all here, let's begin!" He unlocked the trunk and all four balls were released. Katie grabbed the Quaffle and we both, as well as Angelina, rose up into the air and began to toss it around for a while. This could be very boring, but we made of use of it and caught up on conversation, while avoiding the Bludgers, of course.
"So, Katie." said Angelina, as she threw her the Quaffle. "How are things going with you and Lee?" Katie grunted. I know she hates questions like this. She and Lee aren't even really going out. Neither are Fred and Angelina, but they know their feelings for each other. I wish me and a certain someone could enjoy that kind of relationship..........
You see, I've been friends with George Weasley since I started at Hogwarts way back when I was eleven. But in our third year, when we started playing Quidditch together, I began to develop a little crush on him. And like I said, it was very small. But as the years progressed, I began to feel very strongly for him. Now I know it, it's not just a little silly crush anymore. It's much more serious than that. It's love. And beilive me, I can tell. You see, when I'm around him I feel my happiest, and yet extremley nervous. My face turns beat red and my palms get all sweaty, but I feel so light and dazed. When I think of going out with someone, he's the only person to come into mind. I remember last year though, with the Tri-Wizard Tournament, we had a Yule Ball. I wanted to go with him so much I would of given anything to, and he asked me! I remember we went and danced untill we dropped. But, to my dissapointment, nothing romantic happened. I really wish he felt the same about me. But sometimes, I think really he does. Why, I can remember one time when he.............
"Watch out there!"
"Huh? For what?" I look up only to see George, knocking a Bludger just about to hit me in the face.
"For that!" he called back, smiling as he flew over to me. "You okay? You looked upset. You kept sliding down on your broom and weren't paying any attention to Katie or Angelina."
"Oh." I said. I could feel myself blushing deep red. "I was just doing some deep thinking, s'all. Thanks for knocking away the Bludger for me!" Phew! Lucky for me I was becoming more content!
"Hey, what're Beaters for!" said George, and I swear, I could almost see him turn a little red! I laughed at his joke and he smiled back at me. I look at him and immediatley get drawn into those dreamy hazel eyes. Oh no! I'm staring at him. I blink and we look at eachother for a while, smiling, untill I hear Fred call us down.
"Oi! Alicia! George! Come on over here! I have some new tactics for our game against Hufflepuff!"
"Ah, but darling brother!" yells George from above. "The game isn't untill next month!"
"But we still next to practice, so get your arses down here! Now!" called Fred.
"Sheesh!" I said, turning once more to George. "He's almost worse then Wood!"
George smiled. "Don't tell him that!" We both flew down laughing untill we reached the ground, and listented to Fred's tactics for the game. And they were actually quite, no scratch that, they were very good!
"I'm pretty sure we'll win this match easily, even if Hufflepuff has a new team. I mean, how good can they be? Hopefully I won't be taking this back later!" I tell George as we walk back to the castle. He laughs.
"I doubt you will. You're usually right." He turned a deep shade of red, and I'm sure I did too. I laughed and turned to him.
"If I'm usually right, then how come Professor Snape gives me heck for the smallest things when I answer a question in Potions?" I ask him. I could do really well in Potions, but Snape won't let me. He wants the Slytherins to succeed, not me.
"'Cause you're in Gryffindor." chuckles George, reading my mind.
Opening the door to the castle I say, "Exactly."
We walked inside and hurried up to our common room to talk. After that Quidditch practice, I really wasn't sweaty or dirty.
"Flying Nifflers." The Fat Lady had the oddest passwords.
"Allright then!" she said, swinging her portrait to the left, letting me and George climb through the portrait hole. Right after we entered, we were greeted by Lee Jordan, who was standing there with his arms crossed, and some sort of notebook in his arms.
"Well, well, well, George! What's this I find lying around our dormitory?" he said smiling.
"Give that back." said George, blushing madly, he seemed to be looking at me alot.
"But first I want you to come and explain something.................."
"No, Lee. Seriously, give it back. Did you go through my stuff or........oh no! Don't tell me I left it on the....Lee!"
"Here." Lee tossed George the notebook and George ran off with it, Lee following him yelling. "You had better explain all those love notes, George Weasley!"
I froze. Love notes? Did George like someone? Who could it be? What if he never liked me? What if after all I'd loved him for.......nothing? I never thought about that! I could feel tears burning in the corners of my eyes. He....couldn't........but then again, if he likes someone else it's partially my fault! I never told him!
Wasting no time, I ran up to my dormitory, threw myself upon my bed, and cried.
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Well! That was Chapter 1! What do you think? Please r/r! Poor Alicia! The next chapter will
be George's POV, but Alicia's may carry on a little. And we'll find out next chapter who
George's love notes are to! Stay tuned! ~__^
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I awoke one Wednesday morning to find someone shaking me, awfully hard.
"No, Oliver." I said. "I don't wanna practice Quidditch today. I'm so tired. Five more minutes!"
"It's not Oliver! It's me, Fred! But you got the Quidditch part right! C'mon, you don't want me mad, do you? Allright, let's go!"
I groaned and slowly got up out of bed. Fred Weasley is our new Quidditch captain now that Oliver's left. This was going to be his first practice ever captaining us.
"Hurry up!" he said, standing over me, arms crossed. I made my bed and then turned over to look at him.
"If you want me to hurry up," I said slowly as I began to look through my drawers. "Then get out of here so I can get shower and get dressed!"
"Okay, okay!" said Fred, putting his hands up. "But you'd better be down in ten minutes!" He said, through the closed door.
I groaned and threw a look over my shoulder. Angelina and Katie had already left. I'd have to hurry. I ran down into the showers and quickly slipped off my pajamas. I took my usual quick get-to-the-point-and-just-clean-up shower, dried off and got dressed. After I'd placed the usual two red barretes in my hair and slipped on my small golden glasses, I looked at my watch. 'Wow.' I thought. 'That took me faster then expected!'
I slipped my Quidditch practice robes over my head and walked down the corridor. When I reached the Great Hall, I could only smell the good breakfast as I passed. I was already 2 minutes late and the twins could just sneak into the kitchens for the team later. I exited the building, and walked out onto the Quidditch field to find the whole team waiting for me.
"Excellent." said Fred as I arrived. "Now that we're all here, let's begin!" He unlocked the trunk and all four balls were released. Katie grabbed the Quaffle and we both, as well as Angelina, rose up into the air and began to toss it around for a while. This could be very boring, but we made of use of it and caught up on conversation, while avoiding the Bludgers, of course.
"So, Katie." said Angelina, as she threw her the Quaffle. "How are things going with you and Lee?" Katie grunted. I know she hates questions like this. She and Lee aren't even really going out. Neither are Fred and Angelina, but they know their feelings for each other. I wish me and a certain someone could enjoy that kind of relationship..........
You see, I've been friends with George Weasley since I started at Hogwarts way back when I was eleven. But in our third year, when we started playing Quidditch together, I began to develop a little crush on him. And like I said, it was very small. But as the years progressed, I began to feel very strongly for him. Now I know it, it's not just a little silly crush anymore. It's much more serious than that. It's love. And beilive me, I can tell. You see, when I'm around him I feel my happiest, and yet extremley nervous. My face turns beat red and my palms get all sweaty, but I feel so light and dazed. When I think of going out with someone, he's the only person to come into mind. I remember last year though, with the Tri-Wizard Tournament, we had a Yule Ball. I wanted to go with him so much I would of given anything to, and he asked me! I remember we went and danced untill we dropped. But, to my dissapointment, nothing romantic happened. I really wish he felt the same about me. But sometimes, I think really he does. Why, I can remember one time when he.............
"Watch out there!"
"Huh? For what?" I look up only to see George, knocking a Bludger just about to hit me in the face.
"For that!" he called back, smiling as he flew over to me. "You okay? You looked upset. You kept sliding down on your broom and weren't paying any attention to Katie or Angelina."
"Oh." I said. I could feel myself blushing deep red. "I was just doing some deep thinking, s'all. Thanks for knocking away the Bludger for me!" Phew! Lucky for me I was becoming more content!
"Hey, what're Beaters for!" said George, and I swear, I could almost see him turn a little red! I laughed at his joke and he smiled back at me. I look at him and immediatley get drawn into those dreamy hazel eyes. Oh no! I'm staring at him. I blink and we look at eachother for a while, smiling, untill I hear Fred call us down.
"Oi! Alicia! George! Come on over here! I have some new tactics for our game against Hufflepuff!"
"Ah, but darling brother!" yells George from above. "The game isn't untill next month!"
"But we still next to practice, so get your arses down here! Now!" called Fred.
"Sheesh!" I said, turning once more to George. "He's almost worse then Wood!"
George smiled. "Don't tell him that!" We both flew down laughing untill we reached the ground, and listented to Fred's tactics for the game. And they were actually quite, no scratch that, they were very good!
"I'm pretty sure we'll win this match easily, even if Hufflepuff has a new team. I mean, how good can they be? Hopefully I won't be taking this back later!" I tell George as we walk back to the castle. He laughs.
"I doubt you will. You're usually right." He turned a deep shade of red, and I'm sure I did too. I laughed and turned to him.
"If I'm usually right, then how come Professor Snape gives me heck for the smallest things when I answer a question in Potions?" I ask him. I could do really well in Potions, but Snape won't let me. He wants the Slytherins to succeed, not me.
"'Cause you're in Gryffindor." chuckles George, reading my mind.
Opening the door to the castle I say, "Exactly."
We walked inside and hurried up to our common room to talk. After that Quidditch practice, I really wasn't sweaty or dirty.
"Flying Nifflers." The Fat Lady had the oddest passwords.
"Allright then!" she said, swinging her portrait to the left, letting me and George climb through the portrait hole. Right after we entered, we were greeted by Lee Jordan, who was standing there with his arms crossed, and some sort of notebook in his arms.
"Well, well, well, George! What's this I find lying around our dormitory?" he said smiling.
"Give that back." said George, blushing madly, he seemed to be looking at me alot.
"But first I want you to come and explain something.................."
"No, Lee. Seriously, give it back. Did you go through my stuff or........oh no! Don't tell me I left it on the....Lee!"
"Here." Lee tossed George the notebook and George ran off with it, Lee following him yelling. "You had better explain all those love notes, George Weasley!"
I froze. Love notes? Did George like someone? Who could it be? What if he never liked me? What if after all I'd loved him for.......nothing? I never thought about that! I could feel tears burning in the corners of my eyes. He....couldn't........but then again, if he likes someone else it's partially my fault! I never told him!
Wasting no time, I ran up to my dormitory, threw myself upon my bed, and cried.
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Well! That was Chapter 1! What do you think? Please r/r! Poor Alicia! The next chapter will
be George's POV, but Alicia's may carry on a little. And we'll find out next chapter who
George's love notes are to! Stay tuned! ~__^