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Peanut Butter Geli Time by LilyLunaPotter17
Chapter 3 : Astronomy and Weird Owls
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and.y @tda really is very talented, do you not agree?

 “Come on, Geli, get in the car or we’ll be LATE!” screamed Rose.

“Yeah, yeah whatever,” I said, sliding into Mr Weasley’s brand new red Citroen car. He’d extended the boot so we could all fit our trunks in without squashing the contents, but I had to carry my snowy owl Icie with me because she didn’t like the darkness of the boot. I know, my owl is weird. I put her cage on my lap and groped in my pocket for a few owl treats. I found a few fluffy ones in my jeans, so I picked off the weird stuff and poked the treats through the bars of her cage. She looked at them, then at me like, Excuse me, do you expect ME to eat THEM? I am a majestic owl thank you very much and I refuse to eat that crap.

“Shut up. You better eat them or I’ll shove you in the boot and leave you there.” I snapped.

“For Merlin’s sake, Geli, stop threatening your owl.” Rose sighed.

I rolled my eyes as Mr Weasley rolled out of Godric’s Hollow. They’d come to collect me as there wasn’t room in Mr Potter’s blue Renault. I told them I’d fit in fine (if I sat on Al’s lap, but obviously I didn’t say that because they’d think there was something wrong with me), but Rose forced me to get in her dad’s car.

As we were approaching London, Mr Weasley took his eyes off the road to look at the cloud formations.


“Sorry,” Mr Weasley said meekly. He looked back for a second at us and rolled his eyes.

Hugo sniggered and Rose elbowed him in the stomach.

“Mu-u-u-um! Rose hit me!” he wailed.

“Shut up, you little worm,” Rose hissed, and Hugo slapped her. Rose immediately balled her fists and kicked him in the shins.

Man, I really am glad I’m an only child in this cruel, cruel world. I peeked out of the window at the Potters’ car rolling next to us and my heart skipped a beat. Al was looking out of the window and he was staring at me. I tried not to faint. Rose noticed and stopped strangling Hugo long enough to see what I was staring at.

“Oh, Geli,” she said, “finally,

“Shut up,” I hissed. Rose tutted.

“Yanno, you really should conquer your fears, find your courage and –”

“I already have a psychiatrist thank you very much,” I said.

“Psychiatrists are people who work with mental people,” Hermione said from the passenger seat.

“I knew that,” I said (I didn’t really but they don’t need to know that).

Suddenly, Hugo unclipped his seatbelt and leapt on Rose, who was leaning on me to stare out of the window. So, naturally, we both got knocked to the floor of the car. Icie’s cage burst open and she fluttered around like a crazy owl. Boy, she needs a psychiatrist. I should really ask Rose if she knows any good ones. Ooooh!! Maybe Alice knows one. Or Molly. Hmm…

Anyway, I was lying on the floor as Rose and Hugo were beating each other up. Ron and Hermione didn’t seem to notice. Icie had landed on the steering wheel and they were trying to move her, but she wasn’t budging. We’d got on the motorway and several other Muggles in cars were looking over to see what was happening. I jumped onto my knees and grabbed Rose’s shoulders to try to get her off Hugo, who was squealing like a pig as she repeatedly kicked him on his arms and his face.

“Rose – stop – that – NOW!” I yelled, managing to pull her off him. Hugo jumped onto his feet and hit his head on the roof of the car.

“OW! I’ve got an OWIE!” he bawled.

“For Merlin’s sake,” I muttered. “Icie, get here right now or I’ll throw you onto the road!”

Icie glared at me like You wouldn’t do that!

So I said, “You better believe it, baby. I would if you don’t come here RIGHT NOW!”

Icie stared like Should I, shouldn’t I? Then she looked at my face and must have decided Yeah, she’s serious because she flew right onto my arm. I put her in her cage and locked it with a few taps of my wand. I put her cage on the arm rest behind the gearstick and turned my attention back to Rose and Hugo. I grabbed Hugo and tried to pin his arms behind his back, but he punched me in the face.

This is going to be a very long journey.

“Thank God we’re here,” I sighed as I stumbled out of Mr Weasley’s car. He popped open the boot and I dragged my trunk out.

“What happened?” James asked, coming up next to me pulling his trolley behind him and holding one for me.

“Thanks,” I said, dumping my trunk onto the trolley and placing Icie’s cage on top. “Rose and Hugo had an argument, then they had a full-on boxing-wrestling match.”

“And I’m guessing you got caught up?” James asked, laughing. I felt my hair. Oh, God, it’s a rat’s nest. “Don’t worry,” he said, “you look fine.” He pulled out his wand and pointed it at my hair. I felt it comb itself and make a neat side-plait going down the left side of my face.

“Thanks,” I breathed again, picking at a loose thread on the hem of my sweater. I hadn’t forgotten about what Al told me. “Come on, we’d better get going.”

We rushed inside and found the others waiting for us by the barrier.

“Finally,” Mrs Potter said. “Where were you two?”

“Nowhere,” James said, shrugging. I could feel Rose looking at me, so I turned and gave her a BFF-Look that said Nothing happened! I still fancy Al! And she relaxed a bit. Seriously, what kind of animal does she think I am?

I turned back to the barrier and again, I felt someone staring at me. I glanced over and saw Al looking back and forth from me and James. I shook my head at him and he nodded. Phew!

“Right,” Rose said, “me and Geli will go first. Come on,” she ordered.

I gripped my trolley and ran through the barrier with Rose.



“There you are, Rosie,” Scorpius Malfoy said as he barged his way into our compartment. He put his trunk up on the rack next to Rose’s and sat down with her. She snuggled up next to him and put her head on his shoulder.

“Sicko,” I muttered, and Rose gave me a sharp look. Sometimes I wonder if she’s half-bat with her super sensory senses.

“Nice to see you too, my soon-to-be cousin.” Scorpius said, grinning at me.

“What, you’re getting married to Rose?” I said, searching her hands for any sign of a ring. “Merlin, is that allowed?”

Scorpius laughed. “Nah. Maybe when we’ve both turned adults.”

So basically he’s made a promise and if he breaks it then the promise won’t be the only thing that gets broken, knowing Rose and her violent history.

“And anyway, even if you two do get married, we still won’t be cousins,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, but you and Al –” Scorpius began. He’s like, the only boy who knows about my crush (obsession) with Al.

The compartment door slid open again and in came James and Al, followed by Dom and Molly, Rose’s cousin.

“Hey,” I said, giving Molly a hug. I haven’t seen her since two months ago, which, I know, is SUCH a long time, right? Yes, it is.

“How’s your summer been, Geli?” she asked as she sat opposite me on the other side of Rose.

I tried not to think of James’s crush on me and Al and our hands touching and all that. James shoved his trunk onto the rack and sat down on my right.

“It was alright. Bit boring,” I replied casually.

“Boring?” Al said, sitting down on my left.

AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGHHH!!! Act cool, Geli, act cool.

“Well, yeah. I mean, some parts were like, cool beans, but yanno, most of it was pretty dull.” Cool beans, Geli? Really?

“Even with me around?” Al said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I giggled.

“Especially with you around.” I said.

“Hey!” Al said, pretending to look offended.

“Ah, don’t worry, Albus,” I said, patting his arm. “Mostly you’re fine.”

And hot, gorgeous, brainy. Need anything else?

Rose looked like she was trying not to laugh.

“What?” I demanded.

“I know what you’re thinking, Geli.” Rose said knowingly.

“What? What is she thinking about?” James said fiercely. Al gave me a look that said Told you so and so I returned that look with a Shut up look. I don’t know if it’s just because I’ve known him since I was eleven, or just because we have this special connection or something, but me and Al can communicate through Looks. Probably the first one because I can do it with Rose and pretty much the whole Weasley family.

Anyway, to gloss over the moment, I turned to Molly and said,

“Have you seen Alice yet?”

“I think she was doing some Prefect duties,” Molly said, frowning. “Oh, look, there she is,”

Alice Longbottom came in and sank down between me and Al.

Damn you.

“Bloody hell, I had to give a detention already,” she sighed.

“What for?” asked Dom as she popped open her compact mirror to check her hair.

“Some idiot was sticking his friends head out of the window,” Alice said.

“Git,” James said.

Dom whipped her devil-red lip gloss out of her pocket and started applying it to her already scarlet lips. Yep, devil-red suits her. Because she is a SHE-DEVIL.

“Don’t you think that’s enough, Dom?” Molly said.

“Dear me, Moll, you really haven’t learned, have you?” Dom sighed, putting away her lip gloss to take out her mascara. I felt like getting her liquid eyeliner and drawing all over her stupid face. Maybe I could write STUPID across her forehead. Or PRAT or IDIOT. There are so many words to describe her.

Al seemed to know what I was thinking, because he reached over Alice and squeezed my hand.

“That’s not very nice, Quina,” he told me.

“What isn’t?” James said, and I noticed his eyes flashed murderously when Al touched my hand.

“Nothing.” I told him. “Everything’s fan-diddly-tastic,”

Al snorted. “Remember what we said,”

“Oh, alright then. Fan-doodly-tastic.” I said, and we both started laughing. Finally, Alice seemed to remember that I loved Al and went to sit on the other side of James.

I looked at her. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU!

She raised her eyebrows.

Okay, not like THAT my eyes told her.

James shuffled up a bit closer to me to make room for Alice, so he ended up squished next to me. Fortunately, Alice left a huge gap between me and Al (is her butt usually that big?) so I moved up next to Al. Both brothers looked at each other and some sort of understanding seemed to pass between them.

Boys are such confusing creatures.

Too soon, we reached Hogwarts. Automatically, we all stood up at the same time. I reached up to get my trunk, but I had pushed it too far back. Al, fortunately, was taller than me, so he felt around for the handle and pulled it forwards. He got my trunk down for me. Ah, so gentlemanly.

“Thanks,” I said, blushing. He didn’t seem to notice, because he was too busy looking at James, who was glaring at him. Al shrugged and rushed out of the compartment. Rose looked over and quickly ushered everyone else out. I glared at the back of her head like Why would you do this to me?

But she didn’t see because she was already gone.

“So, um,” I said, “shall we go?”

“Sure,” James replied, but I noticed he was fiddling with something on his trunk so I stayed to wait. He straightened up and took his trunk handle. He walked in front of me in the narrow corridor and I peeked over at his trunk. There was nothing on the back of it for him to fiddle with. He was just wasting time. So he could be with me.

Damn, why am I so beautiful?


Once we’d got off the train, we left our suitcases and owls on the huge pile that would be magicked up to the school.

“Bye,” I said to Icie.

I hate you Icie’s eyes said.

“I really need to get a new owl,” I said as we walked up to the castle behind the crowd.

“How come?” James asked.

“Mine hates me. I have no idea why, all I do is say a couple of death threats every month or so,” I said. But wait – I’ve already used up my monthly death-threat restriction because of the two I told her in the car. (Sad face)

“Hey, um, Geli,” James said.

“Hold on,” I said, looking around for a spare carriage. “Come on, there’s an empty one here,”

I grabbed his hand (purely unintentional, I swear. I would never betray you, Al!) and pulled him along to the carriage. We got inside and I noticed we were still holding hands. I quickly dropped his.

“So, what did you want to say?” I asked.

“Hm? Oh, never mind. Um …” James thought for something to say. “What d’you think about Al?”

“James, I’ve known him for five years.” I said.

“Oh,” he said. He was distracted, I could tell.

When the carriages finally stopped, I practically threw myself out of the carriage. I raced through the crowd to find Rose walking hand-in-hand with Scorpius.

“Rose. Talk. Now.” I growled.

“See you,” she said, giving Scorpius a kiss and followed me past all the other students until we were right at the edge of the crowd.

“I literally hate you now,” was the first thing I said.

“Why?” Rose asked.

“Don’t pretend,” I said. “You know that James likes me, don’t you, and that’s why you made everyone leave.”

“Wow, Geli, that’s like, the first time you got something right without asking!” Rose said. I glared at her. It was a BFF-Look that said If you don’t shut up I will kill you right now. Fortunately, she got the message and said,

“I’m sorry,”

“Whatever.” I said.



Ah, it feels good to sink down onto the bed in the dorms. Granted, I have to share with Dom, but a house elf had put a hot water bottle under the covers, so when I got into bed, I felt as snug as a bug in a rug.

Rose was purposely making loads of noise, refusing to leave me alone with my thoughts (which I desperately needed right then!). Alice came over and plonked herself down on the end of my bed. She picked up my hairbrush and started dragging it through her long black hair.

“Er –” I said, reaching up for it, but I was too warm and cosy.

“Rose told me what happened,” Alice said, brushing back her fringe and letting it fall back into place.

“Did she,” I said tonelessly. “You can tell Rose that I am never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever EVER talking to her again.”

“Will do,” Alice said, “but you know she only did it because she wanted to help James.”

“What about me?” I moaned. “I am her BEST FRIEND. Does she not care?”

Alice paused. “Sure.”

“Alice,” I said.


“Look at me.”


“Look at me properly.”

“I am.”

“Does she care?”

“Of course she cares, don’t be stupid.” Alice said. With that, she put down my hairbrush and went to get into her own bed.

“You’re so stupid, Geli, you know that,” Dom said. She was putting in her hair rollers to maintain that “super glossy wavy finish” as she put it.

“Shut your face, Dom,” I snapped. “Go dance with your unicorns,”

Dom looked down at the dancing unicorn on her pyjama bottoms.

“Yeah, well you can go and shove –”

“Shut up, Dom!” Rose sighed, getting into bed. “Night, Geli,”






“You’re not talking to Rose?”



“Because she left me alone with James on the Hogwarts Express,” I replied. Me and Al were heading to the Astronomy Tower the next day to observe the stars. Ah, Wednesdays. I love 'em. Just me and Al ... alone together ... Ahhhh ... 

“How is that bad?”

“Uh, let me think,” I said, trying to act cool and calm but also trying not to stare too much or faint or do something stupid. So far so good. “He likes me. I don’t like him.”

“Who do you like?”

“You already asked that, and I already said I’m not going to tell.” I said. “When are the Quidditch trials?”

“I don’t know yet, James hasn’t put up the date. Why, do you want to try out?” Al asked, looking at me like I was weird.

“No, I was just trying to change the subject,” I said. “Whoa … what the hell is going on?”

There was a whole crowd of sixth-years like me and Al grouped around the stairs to the Astronomy Tower.

“You can’t all be taking Astronomy?” Al demanded.

A Hufflepuff with frizzy brown hair turned. I know her, her name’s KiKi McAlpine. Gee, I thought my parents had issues.

“No, there’s a couple of new people here. Apparently they got the late train,” she told us.

“I didn’t know there was a late train,” I said.

“Me either,” Al said.

I barged my way through the crowd to the front. Standing there, looking very lost was a boy and a girl. They were both wearing Gryffindor uniforms. The girl had long, dark hair and sparkly blue eyes. She was really pretty. Almost as pretty as Dom. Was she part Veela or something?!

“What the hell?” Al shouted as he landed on the floor next to me. He turned to lie on his back and raised his arms. “Quina, a little help here?”

“Help yourself,” I said, laughing.

“Wait,” said the girl, “your name is Quina? What kind of a name is that?”

“Actually, no. Who are you?” I demanded.

“My name is Nadine White.” snapped the girl.

“Yeah? Well, what kind of a name is Nad –” I stopped mid-sentence. “Scratch that. Who the hell are you?”

“I’m the student exchange from Australia. I’m in – ahem – Gryffindor. Where are you, Hufflepuff?”

“HEY!” KiKi yelled from the back of the crowd.

“Yeah, who do you think you are, waltzing in here and insulting my good Hufflepuff friend?” I said angrily.

“We’re friends?” I heard KiKi whisper loudly.

Nadine-girl sniggered.

“Shut up,” I snapped. “FYI, I’m in Gryffindor too.”

“Oh, really?” Nadine growled. She turned her attention to Al, batting her eyelashes and puckering her lips. They’re as devil-red as Dom’s. Yes, that’s right:


Al giggled nervously. “I’m Al,” he said, like he couldn’t talk. He leaned towards me and whispered, “Boy, who did we exchange for her?”

I elbowed him in the ribs.

Sorry, honey, I didn’t mean to!!

“Er – I’m in Gryffindor too,” he said. “Are you doing Astronomy?”

“Yes, but I’m not sure if this is the right place.” Nadine said.

“Well, duh, it does say ‘Astronomy Tower’ on the bloody door,” I said, pointing to the brass plaque above Nadine’s head.

“Clear off you lot,” Al called. Muttering and swearing, the crowd departed leaving me with Al, She-Devil Nadine and the sixth-year boy who hadn’t said a word.

“Come on, let’s go,” Nadine said. She took Al’s hand and they bounded up the stairs.

I hate you Nadine.

The boy ran up.


“Shift your butt, Quina!” Al said, coming back down the stairs.


“Come on, Al,” I heard Nadine giggle, and Al was pulled back up the stairs.

Back to square one, are we?

I got up to the Astronomy Tower. The other three had already set up their telescopes. I put mine in between Al and the other boy.

Professor Dala, told us to make a note of the positions of the stars, then to adjust our lenses, put the positions of the planets then calculate the conjunction of the angle of Venus to Orion’s Belt or whatever.

Nadine and the other boy seemed to get on fine, but me and Al stood there blankly.

“Er …”

Deciding to want to look smart in front of Nadine (only so she didn’t only think of me as the stupid girl with a stupid name!), I put my eye to the telescope and looked up at the stars.

Wow, they were beautiful.

As gorgeous as Al, even, and that’s saying something.

The other boy leaned over at the same time as I did to write something down on his parchment. We bonked heads and it really hurt. Do boys have extra-hard heads or what.

“Sorry.” I said, rubbing my forehead.

“It’s fine,” the boy mumbled, going red.

“So, um, what’s your name?” I asked, dipping my quill into the ink pot.


“Brandon …?”

“Brandon White.”

“Nadine’s brother?”


“What’s she like?”


“Do you like it here so far?”


“So you used to live in Australia?”


“Did you like it there?”


Man, this boy talks a lot.

I guess he was kind of cute, with his shaggy brown hair and dazzling blue eyes. If he talked, shoot he was perfect.

Wait – no. I have AL.

Sorry, I would never abandon my Ally-baby.

Not that I would ever call him that.

I looked over and saw Nadine batting her eyelashes at Al again and leaning up close to him to check his parchment. And, damn, he was smiling.

Hate you, Nadine.

From this point on, I, Angelica Blue, declare war on this beautiful, big-boobed, clever(?) girl called Nadia. Or whatever her name was.


Thanks for reading this :) What do you think of Nadine and Brandon? Or the situation with James and Geli? WHAT WILL HAPPEN? I don't know. Honestly. That lil' grey box is waiting right down there *wink* so leave reviews if you can *wink* and keep guessing :)xxx


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