Seriously, I Love You

Fred/Angelina Romance/Humor PG-13

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, J.K. Rowling owns everything. All hail J.K.R.!!!

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Chapter 1: Falling Angels

"I don't think I have ever seen him without a smile on his face." Angelina thought as she watched Fred, laughing with George about something across the room. She was doing potions homework with Katie, but couldn't keep her mind on it. Angelina kept on thinking about the Yule Ball, and who she was going to take. Last year, she went with Fred, and had loads of fun. She figured she would ask him this year, but couldn't think about it without blushing.

"Angie? Hello?! Stop drooling over the twins and listen to me!" Katie whined, snapping Angelina back to reality.

"Huh? Wha- I was not drooling! And stop freaking, I don't want George, he's yours." Angelina said, smiling as her friend blushed at this comment. Katie had liked George for years, and was very protective over him, even though they weren't going out.

"Thinking of taking Fred to the Yule Ball, are we?" Katie asked with a smirk, her friend just blushed. "Well, you have more important things to worry about, like the Quidditch game against Slytherin today."

"We don't have to worry about that. We've been playing great lately, plus we have Alicia as captain. She has a lot of good plays, and doesn't run us ragged like Oliver always did." Angelina said, directing her gaze back to a certain redhead.

Katie rolled her eyes, took her hand, and turned Angelina's head to face hers.

"Focus!" Katie said. "We have potions next and still have five more questions to answer. You can see Fred at the game tonight."

"Welcome everyone to tonight's game, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin!" Lee Jordan shouted. "Here are the teams! On Gryffindor; Chasers: Katie Bell, Alicia Spinnet, and Angelina Johnson! Beaters: Fred and George Weasley! Keeper: Ron Weasley! And seeker: Harry Potter!" Everyone but the Slytherin's cheered. "On Slytherin; (I have no idea who is on this team. You can make up your own names (your creative!), all I know is that the seeker is..) Draco Malfoy!" This time, only the Slytherin side cheered. But you could barely hear them over the loud booing that was coming from the other houses. Slytherins were known for being mean, tricky, and doing anything to win.

"Madame Hooch releases the balls, and the game begins! Gryffindor is in possession. Angelina Johnson has the Quaffle. Man! Angelina is really hott! What are those, like C's or-"

"JORDAN!! I knew I couldn't trust you with a microphone!" Professor McGonagall shouted, as Fred shot Lee a dirty look.

"Sorry Professor! It was just a question! Oh- look! Angelina scored! 10 points for Gryffindor!"

The game went on for quite some time. As the Gryffindor teams scored more and more points, the Slytherin team kept on playing dirtier (is that a word? All well, you know what I mean). "Gryffindor is leading 150-10. In your face Slytherin! Gryffindor is kicking your-"

"JORDAN!" Professor McGonagall screamed.

"I'm just telling it how it is Professor. You know? Keepin' it real!" Jordan retaliated, while Professor McGonagall looked thoroughly lost. Lee shook his head in disbelief at how un-ghetto his Professor was. Turning back to the game Lee said, "Slytherin is in possession. Oh! But Katie Bell steals it away!"

Up in the game, Fred Weasley was trying to make sure that none of his team mates got knocked out by a Bludger. He was too busy watching the game to notice a particularly evil Slytherin chaser creeping up behind him (as much as you can creep on a broom). The chaser built up speed, and ran right into the back of Fred's broom. This made Fred jerk forward, and he lost hold of his beater's club. As if this was planned, another Slytherin swept down under Fred, and caught his club. That same Slytherin used Fred's club to hit a Bludger right toward Angelina's back. At the same time, a Slytherin beater hit a Bludger toward Angelina's face. Fred did the only thing he could, he flew toward Angelina to try and push her out of the way of the two balls. That was the last thing that Fred remembered, till everything went black.

Screams could be heard throughout the Quidditch field as Hogwarts watched their Gryffindor chaser and beater fall from 50 feet in the air, to the ground. In Fred's attempt to save Angelina, he had shielded her from one of the Bludgers, but got hit himself. The whole Gryffindor team abandoned the game, and flew down to see if Fred and Angelina were alright. Teachers and students came running onto the Quidditch field. Everyone was gathering around the two seventh years, except for the Slytherin house. They were still having a good laugh.

"This game is canceled! Someone get the nurse!" Professor McGonagall said to the school.

"Are they going to be alright Professor?" Katie asked, tears forming in her eyes. George put his arm around her to comfort her.

"They seem to be unconscious. I can't tell if any bones are broken, but I wouldn't be surprised." Professor McGonagall said with a grim look on her face.

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A/N: Please REVIEW. But be nice, this is my first fan fic.