The Forgotten Girl

Chapter Ten: A Secret Weapon

Author's not: Hey guys! Here's chapter ten, a bit of exciting stuff goes on in here if I do say so myself. Hope you enjoy it! See you at the end! :D

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Chapter Ten: A Secret Weapon

Alison stood there and watched George make his way up the stairs. When she could no longer see him she sighed and turned to her own set of stairs. Once in her dormitory she pulled out her nightgown and started to get changed. Ginny was standing in the window, brushing out her hair.

“Anything interesting?”  Alison asked moving over to join her. Ginny shook her head, “Not really.” She turned from the window and looked at Alison, “You’re face is flushed.” She stated.

They were the only two in the dormitory, Mary was avoiding them all, Kaylynn was with her new boyfriend, and Samantha was in the library with Colin. “Is it?” Alison asked, trying to sound offhanded as she moved away back to her bed.

“Yeah, what were you doing? Running outside?” Ginny asked with a chuckle.

“Not exactly,” Alison began, fingering through her long curls, “I was in the common room.”

Ginny’s face lit up, “You were with someone weren’t you?!” she demanded, jumping from her bed onto Alison’s, “Tell me who! Tell me who!”  

Alison rolled her eyes and pushed Ginny towards the edge of her bed, “No one important. Alright?”

“It was George, wasn’t it? It was totally him!” This time when Ginny jumped she tackled Alison. They slid off the bed into a heap of arms and legs, then exact moment Kaylynn and Samantha opened the door. The room broke out into laughter as Ginny and Alison untangled themselves, giggling just the same.

“I’m going to bed now, alright?” Alison said flashing Ginny a smile before falling into her bed and pulling her curtains closed around her. She pulled her covers up around her and fell into an instant sleep.

Sunday morning Alison was awoken early by a pouncing Ginny. Alison groaned, “I thought we learned our lesson about pouncing last night.” She said rolling over and pulling the covers back over her head, “I know you’re not a morning person, but Fred and George want to have a snowball fight, and they want an early start. So get up. Get dressed. And get your ginger butt downstairs for breakfast!” Ginny laughed lightly before retreating off Alison’s bed and out of the dormitory.

Alison silently cursed out Fred and George and their early tendencies before crawling out of bed and throwing on some clothes. She grabbed an extra sweater, some gloves and a scarf before heading down to breakfast.

She was humming quietly to herself as she entered the common room. It was very empty for a Sunday morning, but not completely empty. In an arm chair by the fire was Colin, and in his lap was none other than Samantha. They were embraced in a passionate kiss. Alison held in her squeal and rushed out of the portrait hole. She took off at a run to the great hall, a huge smile plastered across her face. She ran straight for Ginny, tackling her from behind.

“I thought we were done with the tackling?” she asked turning around to face her, “You’ll never guess who I just saw snogging in the common room!” Alison said, too excited to wait she answered herself, “Colin and Samantha!”

Ginny dropped her piece of toast onto the floor. Ron made a disgusted grunt and Alison made note of the people around them. Ron, Harry, and Hermione were sitting across from Ginny, who was sitting beside George and Fred.

“That was a waste of good toast!” Ron exclaimed after quickly swallowing his mouthful of food. Alison rolled her eyes at him and squeezed onto the bench between George and Ginny. Ginny’s mouth was still hanging open, “Our, quiet, careful, not into boys in that way at all Samantha was snogging our way too nerdy to ever get a girlfriend Colin?” Ginny said, clarifying what Alison had told her. Alison nodded her head, buttering her own piece of toast, “But you can’t say anything, they don’t know I saw them!”