A Tangled Web We Weave

"Who was it then?" Katie asked. I couldn't tell her, it would break her sweet, little, angelic heart. I gulped all my fear down and said it, "George kissed me, not Fred. Angelina must've thought that I was kissing Fred since they are identical twins."

"Oh," she said quietly looking at the ground. It was way too much for her.

"Oh, Kates, you're so sweet. I didn't want him to kiss me; he just came up and kissed me. I would've given anything for it to be you! I don't like him the way you do and you are so sweet and good to everyone that you deserve to have George. And you're really pretty," I told her. She started to blush.

"I'm not everything you say about me. I'm not that pretty or sweet or good. I don't blame George for kissing you. You are such a great person and you are so beautiful. You're outgoing and funny and a fantastic Quidditch player and an awesome friend. Any guy, including Fred, would be lucky to have you," she said. I couldn't believe Katie was saying that! There she was, Miss Wavy-Haired-Brunette-with-Amazing-Eyes telling Miss Plain Jane, me, that I was beautiful. Katie really needed a mirror right now, to say that she was not beautiful. Well, she wasn't. She was gorgeous.

When I got into the common room Angelina was there. As I expected she would, she ignored me, even when I sat right down next to her and said hi. I thought even though I would lose any chance of Fred if they got back together, I decided to tell her the truth. It was the only I way I could get her friendship back and her friendship wasn't something I could use. I would go from "Angelina Johnson's friend Alicia" to "the blonde Gryffindor chaser" or something equally horrible. I knew that she hated my guts, so I had to talk to her. "Hey, Angelina," I began. "I know that you are really pissed off at me--" That was when she snorted at me. "--but I really want us to be friends again because I didn't kiss" I said before I was interrupted.

"That is bullshit you are handing me, Alicia Spinnet! I didn't kiss Fred Weasley, yeah right! I saw you with my very own life! And I know that you've liked him forever. So do not tell me that you didn't kiss him!" she raged. Then I started, believe it or not, to yell back at her.

"Let's get this straight, Angelina Johnson! Yes, you did see me kiss a Weasley last night. And yes, it was one of the twins! But you assumed that I kissed Fred just because I liked him! Well, when Lee Jordan kissed you in sixth year was it because you liked him? No! It was because he liked you and decided to make some moves on you. That was what happened to me. George Weasley, not Fred, kissed me because he liked me! You just got your twins mixed up! And so, there is no reason whatsoever that you should be mad at me for kissing George Weasley, unless he is your boyfriend!"

"Oh my gosh," Angelina said when I was done. "I am so sorry for thinking that 'Licia." She gave me one of her gut-busting-everything-coming-undone hugs as me, Katie and the twins called it. Then, she got up and go went to the twins. She started talking to Fred and then they kissed. I felt my heart jump to my stomach and be strangled by my intestines. I knew what I just did was right, but for who? Angelina just acted like Fred is just some guy who she snogs. Oh my God! Did I just write that about my best friend! That was totally the green-eyed monster of jealousy talking, even though I have brown eyes. I do not feel that way about Angelina. She is a wonderful girlfriend and Fred is lucky to have her. But I'm not sure if she loves him. She likes him a lot, but I'm not sure she would say yes if Fred asked her to marry him or something. I would say yes, but I'm not his girlfriend. I'm just Alicia Spinnet, his friend, whereas Angelina is Angelina Johnson, his girlfriend.

We just finished our first Quidditch practice of the season. We only came in on account that the twins accidentally gave Katie a Blood Blisterpod (whatever that is) and they had to take her to the hospital wing. She'll probably be glowing about the fact that George wrapped his arm around her and took her to the hospital wing. I'll be hearing about how amazing it was from Katie, even though blood was rushing down her nose.

It's so quiet here in the dormitory. No one else is here. I can see the moonlight peaking through the window. I've always loved the moon. One time, when I was little, my dad was seriously sick. Healers were always rushing through my house, going in and out of our extra room where he was staying. Every time I tried to see him, one of the Healers told me to leave him alone because he needed rest. One night, I was so fed up I put some clothes and my bear, Chaser, in my backpack and started to run away. I got lost and ended up in a garden. I was so scared and I started to cry. I looked up to the sky and saw the moon and stars out. I lay there for awhile, staring at the moon and the stars. Then, I fell asleep. Then I heard my dad's voice. "Why are you out here, baby?" he said as he woke me up. Apparently, one of the Healers told him that I had run away from home and he was so worried about me that he got up and walked for the first time in six months and went to look for me. He carried me back to the house and put me into my bed. Then he told me, "Goodnight, My Alicia-Girl. I love you." And then he kissed my cheek. He started to go downhill and then he died a couple weeks later. I've always felt that I was responsible for his death because I was the one who got him out of bed and got him to carry me, which, even though I'm pretty light, was hard on his weak body. Those words after he put me to bed were the last that he said to me. I'll remember that night until I die.