Disclaimer: I don’t own anything familiar except for Alice Potter.

A/N: I love the fact that you readers love Alice - but it sorta made me and my friend Mikayla (who I’m sharing an account with - she wrote Pretty Little Problems) become more egotistical because Alice is us but mixed with fictional characters from different TV shows/movies/books…get it? I didn’t think so…

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Third Person POV

The foursome sat in silence until Hermione broke it, voicing out what they were all thinking.

“This is horrible. Wasn’t there any security or - “

“Loads. According to Dad.” Ron answered. “That’s what bothered them the most. Happened right under their noses.”

“The Ministry’s stupid.” Alice said bluntly, scratching her scar. “I mean, seriously, who could be dense enough not to notice Death Eaters walking among us?!”

“Both your scars are hurting again, aren’t they?” Hermione said, observantly.

“A little bit.” the twins said in unison. This used to frighten everyone at first but they’ve learned to live with it.

“You know Sirius and Remus would want to hear about this.”

And so that’s what they did. Alice and Harry both wrote to their godfathers and when they finished, they heard a shout.

“Anything from the trolley?”

“Finally.” Alice muttered, taking out her purse. “I’m starving.”

“Anything from the trolley, dears?” the old lady asked when she finally got to their compartment.

“A packet of Droobles and a liquorice wand.” Ron immediately said but looked dejectedly down at the coins on his palm and said, “Actually, just the Droobles.”

“A liquorice wand for Ron and a chocolate frog, please.” Alice said and looked at Ron, expecting a grateful look but Ron just turned as red as his head. Alice could understand. She knew that Ron felt uncomfortable over the fact that she and Harry had more money than him.

Suddenly, a raven haired girl came to the trolley with her friends.

“Two pumpkin pasties, please.” she said, noticing that Harry was staring at her. She smiled at him 'sweetly' and walked away, after purchasing whatever she bought, with her giggling friends.

Alice looked at her brother’s goofy smiley face and immediately felt grossed out.

“You disgust me.” she commented.

“What are you on about?” Harry asked, feigning confusion.

“You like her!”

“No I don’t!”

“Yes you do.”

“No I don’t.”

“YES, YOU DO!!”

"NO, I DON’T!”

“Wait, who does Harry like?” Ron asked with interest.

“That girl from Ravenclaw!”

“Alice, there are lots of girls from Ravenclaw.” Hermione said, exasperated. “Be more specific.”

“The Ravenclaw Seeker!” Alice said, querulously.

“Oh!” Hermione said. “Cho Chang!”

“Harry likes Cho Chang?” Ron asked. “The black-haired girl?”

“No, I don’t!” Harry replied defensively. “Besides, you like Cedric Diggory.”

“Me?!” Ron said, disgusted and confused.

“Not you, you tosspot. Alice!” Harry said.

Now it was Alice’s turn to look flushed.

“You like Cedric Diggory?” Ron said.

“I don’t like him. Cedric Diggory may be cute but a guy like that probably doesn’t even have any brains. Besides, he’s just too much of a goody-two-shoes.”

“So you don’t like him?” Hermione said.

“No.”

“Really?” Harry said, raising his eyebrows. “Then what was up with the staring and the blushing when he looked at you and the - “

“He’s cute, okay!” Alice said, completely hacked off. “He’s the perfect guy! He’s funny and smart and sweet and sporty and -”

“And you’re completely infatuated with him.” an amused Hermione perceived.

“I know, it’s revolting.” Harry remarked, making a face…”OWW!”

Hermione ignored him and turned to Alice. "I overheard him talking about you to his father?"

"Huh?" Alice said in an unladylike manner.

Hermione giggled. "He really likes you, Ali. He said you were different from the other girls."

"Obviously." Ron snorted. "She hates him."

"...What did his dad say?" Alice, who finally found her voice again, said.

"Apparently, he's ecstatic. He's always wanted a celebrity for a relative." Hermione nodded.

"Relative?" Harry stated, looking disgusted. "Cedric and Alice married?"

"I know!" Hermione squealed. "How amazing would that be?"

"Pretty amazing." Alice muttered, looking out at the passing scenery. Did Cedric really like her that much to talk about her to his father?

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NEXT CHAPTER: Ced/Alice convos. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrive.