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Chapter 1 : The biggest hair brained schemes
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A/N: This story is in response to both Missing Moments Challenge by Akussa, The Killers Lyric Challenge by twitchy_little, and The Random Itunes Challenge by candycoatedhappiness. All quotes are going to be in bold. I had a lot of fun doing this! These are my very first challenges so I'm very excited :) Enjoy and Review please :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. Probably because Rowling (who has the 2nd quote which is from OOTP pg674 Chapter 29 Career Advice), The Killers (they have the first quote from the song Mr. Brightside), and Simple Plan (simple plan quote in later chapter, from, I'm just a kid) are waaay cooler than I am :)
Looking up at the fireworks George thought to set off at my boyfriend's funeral, I couldn't help but think of the last time I saw the colored lights. He flew away from me then too. Different way of course, but I bet he's flying now too. I can't help but let the tears flow down my face. My best friends standing around me tearing up too. Most of them were there for me the first time Fred flew away from me.
Flashback 2 years earlier
'But It's just the price I pay, Destiny is calling me' Really? I cannot BELIEVE he just said that to me! Fred is SUCH an arse. A bloody ARSE!
“Angelina, are you ok?” Alicia's my best friend and everything, but can't she see that I'm the farthest from “ok” EVER?!
“NO I'M NOT BLOODY WELL 'OK'!! That bloody boyfriend of mine, Fred bloody Weasley has this hair brained scheme with his brother!”
“But don't they always?” she asks timidly. That's right, you should be scared.
“Those two have done a lot of crazy things before, but this is the worst of them. I can't even talk about it. He wants it to be a surprise. To make it worse, he told it to me by using this quote from some muggle song. Album name is something like Mr. Brightside, so he's all like, 'well look at the “Bright side”' I can't even tell you what he meant by that!”
“Angelina, don't you think you're over--”
“OVERREACTING?! Of course not! If you knew what I know then you wouldn't tell me I'm 'overreacting'.”
“Well, um, do you want to go to the kitchens for some chocolate then? Might calm you down a little” there we go Alicia. Give me chocolate, I knew I was friends with her for a reason.
I can't believe Fred told me he and George were leaving. He didn't even talk to me about it! He plans on doing it tomorrow! I can't even tell him not to leave because I'm supposed to “understand.” At least going to the kitchens gives me time to just rant in my head. When I asked him if he was even thinking of me or going to miss me he gave me that random line how it's the price he pays. What about me?! I have a price to pay, and I didn't even get a say in it! I can't even argue with it though, damn him! Give me something to at least argue with! Nooo he has to pull the part that “Destiny is calling”... What the bloody hell?!
Alicia's trying to talk to me, handing me some chocolate. I just nod, and take it. Mmmm, ok, things are slightly better when I have chocolate.
The Next Day
"George," said Fred, "I think we've outgrown full-time education."
"Yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," said George lightly.
"Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?" asked Fred.
"Definitely," said George.
I can't believe they're doing this in front of the entire school... no, wait, yes I can. HA! They've been testing their talents for years now!
… cough, um, especially Fred...
What?! He's a good snogger! … among other things... ahem...
He's also the sweetest guy when the mood hits him. The combination of the ambition to start a business, humor, sexyness... (you can't tell me he isn't, so don't even complain) all of this, is probably what made me fall for him... Anyway!
Unfortunately we probably won't even be able to write each other until the holidays. Even then he might be too busy now that they're really starting their business. Grr... Why couldn't he just wait until the end of term like everyone else? Oh, yeah, that would make him normal, which he's never been in his entire life.
BOOM! POW! CRACKLE! FIZZ!
The sound of the fireworks snapped me out of it. I see Fred search the crowd a minute, spots me, gives his notorious smirk, and flies off on his broom. Part of me admires him for going after what he wants. That better than me. I have no idea what talents I have, apart from quidditch. I want to do something more in my life than that though. He knows his destiny, he knows what talents he has. How can you hate and love someone at the same time?
He's a git for not taking me with him. An even worse one for making me think that.
End of Flashback
It's amazing, 2 years later and I still feel the same way. Now though, there's no way to send him owls and get any response back.
BOOM! POW! CRACKLE! FIZZ!
There was the finale. George was standing on my right, Alicia on my left. The two people that were the closest to me now. I couldn't help it, I broke down crying. I want him back! He needs to come back!
“Come on Angie, lets go to the kitchens, there has to be chocolate there.”
I didn't want any, but I couldn't find it in me to fight her either. I just started walking. By the time we get to the kitchens I realized it wasn't just me and Alicia.
“George? Why did you come?”
“Huh? Oh, I dunno, I didn't feel like being with other people. House elves have a better chance at not bothering me. You two aren't bad either,” he said. He said things jokingly, but it didn't sound that way at all. Not that he was going to for a while yet.
I shrugged. None of us were going to sound that way for who knows how long. How am I going to figure out what my talents are, and what my destiny is without Fred? I only felt like I had any of those things when I was with him. He used to play the song constantly, so I'm always pondering the answers to those questions ever since that day years ago.
Since I graduated my parents offered that I work for them in their jewelry shop while I figure out what I want to do. This was convenient because Fred's store was only a few doors away. The only problem was I haven't had any motivation to do anything else since everyone I cared about was so close by anyway. Now what am I going to do?
Now what am I going to do? The fireworks were something Fred and I talked about, if something happened... wow, my mind is pretty blank right now. All I know is that I don't want to be around people right now. I guess that's why I'm in the kitchens. I didn't even realize Angelina and Alicia were doing the same thing until they asked me what I was doing there.
Someone put a glass into my hand. I looked at it, and realized it was fire whiskey. Just what I need right now. At least this might dull some of the pain. I know though Fred would somehow smack me upside the head if I ever start to be pissed all the time. Today though... at least one is in order. When the fire whiskey burned down my throat my mind started back up again. Pretty jumbled mess though. I guess the first thing is that I can't let the store suffer from all this. I have to keep that going. Not is it important to keep the customers mind off what they don't want to think about, it should be good at doing the same thing for me too.
I down the rest of my glass. Alright, now that I've successfully numbed the pain, I can focus on other things. I mean, the whole reason I left Hogwarts 2 years ago was to test my talents. Let's see what will happen when I'm on my own for the first time. I just wish like hell that I didn't have to find out this way. I thought maybe when we were able to open another store, I could go there while he manages the original one. Never in a million years did I think I'd ever be without him permanently...
I smother a sob... Merlin, I never cry. Fred was always there to cheer me up... another shudder that almost got me. Alright, maybe the fire whiskey didn't numb me enough. I don't want another drink though. I want my brother back. Aw, fuck it... I have to cry. I feel like I have a hole ripping through my chest. All I see is Fred's face after he was killed, and I cry harder. I'm not ever going to be able to think of Hogwarts the same again. This is the place he was killed. I'm glad I'll never have to see it again. Even when there were so many great memories I'll always end up remembering this after I think of those. I'm sure of it.
I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up and see Angelina with her eyes bloodshot. Probably just as bad as mine. She sits down next to me and puts her head on my shoulder. For some reason, this was comforting. We both were still crying, but it was better. We knew Fred more than anyone ever did. That fact alone was what made the tears seem normal. I wasn't the only one hurting, I don't have to think about my own hurt as much if I'm thinking that someone else is too.
I need to make sure I'm not thinking only of myself through all of this. I have to do something with my life even when Fred isn't there to share it with me. He died to make this world a better place. Not to be cliché, but it's true. I need to make sure my life is something he'd be proud of. Put my talents to use. As much as I want to, I can't hide somewhere and keep to myself for who knows how long. The best way to do this was to work, and work hard. This will be that “destiny is calling me” excuse. I guess losing Fred was the “Price I pay” or something. Ok, really, this is just me trying to make sense of things.That song Fred was obsessed with still gets stuck in my head. This will work though. At least until I find another solution when my brain isn't so fried.
“I need to get out of here, I can't stand this place right now” Angelina suddenly said getting up from our table.
“Me too, I want to go back to the shop.”
We get up and leave the kitchens. I vaguely wonder how long we were in there.
“Where's Alicia? Wasn't she with you?”
“Yeah, but she looked really tired, so I told her she could go if she wanted. I think she went home.”
“Oh.” Well, if Alicia looked tired, I bet she didn't look near as tired as Angelina. Looked like she hadn't had a full nights sleep in days. I guess that's something else we had in common.
“Won't it be hard to go back to the shop though?” she asked timidly as we walked up the final staircase to the Fat Lady.
“Sure it will,” I said, stopping for a bit. I really didn't want to go in, but my stuff was up there. “I bet it'd be harder at the Burrow though. Everyone is pretty much staying there starting tomorrow. I'd have to be in our old room by myself. There are more memories there than at the shop. Plus, I need to keep it going. If I don't, I'll keep all to myself, and it'd probably hurt worse. Keeping busy is my only chance.”
She nodded at me. “Just don't be too busy. You need to keep in touch with people or you'll be a workaholic. I've lost Fred, I don't want to lose you too.”
I gave her a hug. “I can't make any promises. I'm still reeling. I don't know how to handle myself; let alone any promises.”
She pulled back a bit to look at me, “Well, then, I'll keep my eye out for you to make sure you don't do anything stupid. Or at least, stupider than usual.” She gave a sad smile, and walked through the Portrait hole.
I really don't want to want to go in there. Everyone will be in there. Probably waiting to see if I was ok. Bugger. Well, here it goes.
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