Fan Fiction ❯ Horny Juice ❯ Chapter VIII ( Chapter 8 )

~*Horny Juice*~

~*Chapter 8*~

When Fred's lesson was over he practically tripped over his robes to get down to the Potion's class, which is taught in the Dungeon of the Hogwarts castle. Looking forward to Potions class, for Fred at least, was unheard of, but he had to show this parchment to Angelina, which contained Fred's Tarot reading from Professor Trelawney.

As Fred ran down the dungeon steps and used his momentum to turn the sharp corner he *almost* ploughed over Snape. It was when he realised this that he finally slowed down and pretended to walk normally. When he got inside the classroom he saw Angelina sitting at a desk near the back of the classroom. He was thankful.

"Hey Angel," Fred said as he sat down next to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Hey Fred," She looked at him and smiled, "You're looking a lot better, good Divination class?"

He smiled back at her and said, "You've got no idea!"

Snape stomped in to the classroom and started barking out potion's potency according to ingredients derived from Nightshade.

Fred soon got bored and glanced at Angelina. And grinned, she had a great deal of mud over her robes. "Good, Care of Magical Creatures lesson."

"Yeah, it was ok, I guess. We were learning about Unicorns and Hippogriffs. I decided to stick with the Hippogriffs. You know how Unicorns can get."

"What? They can't expect you to stay a virgin forever. It's enough that you're female. Bloody Unicorns are so sodding choosy!"

Angelina snorted. "Yeah, but the Hippogriffs were pretty cool. Maybe I'll buy one when I'm older ………?"

"But what's with the mud? Did the Hippogriff's throw you off or what?"

"Neah. Long story. --"

"Now get your fires lit and prepare your cauldron for acidic potions!" Shouted Snape. Obviously that class were way ahead of Fred and Angelina in lesson detail.

"But why haven't you cleaned it off yet?" Fred asked curiously.

"Dunno, I think cus it reminds me of winning a Quidditch match. It's the look of Victory!" Angelina said as she done a discrete pose for Fred.

He looked at her and lifted a suggestive eyebrow and said, "The look of `Victory' doesn't half make you look sexy, y'know." He whispered in her ear.

"So, what happened in your Divination's class to raise your spirits?" Angelina said as she lit a small, contained fire.

"I had a tarot reading." Fred said as he picked up the cauldron they'd be sharing.

"What? By that by that stringy, pink loving, fraudulent FREAK?" Angelina and Fred laughed.

"Yeah, but it was a good reading." Fred said as he pulled out the parchment that George had taken detailed notes on and handed it to Angelina. "What do you make of it?"

"Dunno, can't make heads nor tails of it, mi'self. Y'know I don't listen to that shit, Fred."

"Well Trelawney says this row," he ringed the top row of card diagrams with his index finger. He saw her upset look as he drew the cards to her attention. "Cross, Child and Coffin don't mean death." She sighed audibly.

"Well they did look pretty sinister."

"I know. I'm not even gonna tell you what Lee said!"

Through most of the lesson Fred told Angelina about the rest of the cards and what they might mean for their future. And before they knew it the day was done and they were back at the common room not doing their homework. Granted there were more important things to think about like their future together.

"So, let me get this straightened out," Fred said as he read from an extensive list, "… … … When were older, living together and making millions from Weasley Wizard Wheezes, we are gonna have a holiday castle in Ireland, America and Mauritius. Breed Racing Hippogriffs, become the worlds best Quidditch players in our respective positions on the field, beat up and humiliate Marcus Flint, have 3 kids and become legendary!!" Fred looked up at her. "Is that all of it?"

"Oh! What about owning a Phoenix! I've always wanted one!!" Angelina said pointing to the notes they've written down, indicating that she wants that written down in the list so fervently, like the list was a wish list enforced by Law.

"Oh, you might as well write defeat Voldemort in a bikini competition and learn Parseltongue!" Fred said sarcastically.

"Fred don't be silly, you know Parseltongue is inherited." She knew he was being sarcastic, but she decided to defuse the sarcasm before they were thrown head long into an argument.

"I'm getting tired Fred," Angelina yawned, "I'm going to bed, all that thinking about the future has made my brain go all fuzzy." She kissed him. "Oh by the way, I've got an appointment to see Madame Pomfrey mid-morning tomorrow."

"Ok then babe, see ya' tomorrow."

"G'night, Fred."

"G'night, Angel."

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A/N= Well next chapter we follow Angelina in the Hospital Wing. If your still interested in the story please review.

(!!American readers!!) P.S If there are any weird English phrases in here that you don't quite understand, let me know in the review and I'll tell you what they mean.

Thank you to those who reviewed my last chapter!:

Wheezes (I'm glad you found that funny. I was worried if it'll be taken too seriously.)

Draco-luver (Here's some more, not much. But some. I hope you like it.)

Ashliegh (Well Angelina's read the cards and is enthusiastic, Fred's back to normal for the time being [wink, wink] And Trelawney went all weird like she did in PoA with Harry's future)

Pheonix-Angel (Hi! you're new! I hope you review this chapter!)