CHEMICALS COLLIDE - ALICE

[FRANK AIDEN LONGBOTTOM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 3b3b3b; border: #c50f06 dashed 2px; width: 400px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;] Frank was a person that didn’t do well when it came to females. He had warned Alice of this when she had been trying to figure himself out a date for the ball. It seemed like the time between then and now had went so fast that things had progressed so far from him being a confused boy over who he was going to go to a silly dance with, to him worrying over his feelings. Sure Frank always knew that he was going to find someone even if that meant he was going to do it in a very unconventional way [an example of such was that he was going to just be snogged by his soul-mate one day and they would get married.] Frank was never if at all prepared that he was going to start to think of Alice as something more than a friend. He hadn’t even realized it before he noticed himself talking about her to his small group of friends and he would stop and pause and think of her while he was in class. Sure they had been friends since long before either of them was capable of thinking properly, but nothing more had ever passed through his mind that they could be anything more. He was constantly holding her up in high regard because of how special she had always been towards him. All in all he always felt more like a older brother, never once did he think that he ever thought his protection over her was him possibly jealous. These thoughts didn’t start to progress till shortly after she had started to go out with Sirius. Sure he never really considered them dating before, mostly because Sirius was a player, he couldn’t be capable of treating Alice the way that she deserved nor did he. At least not by Frank’s standards. Every time that she talked to him about Sirius a pit in his stomach would tighten, he had merely thought of it as he was trying to be a protective friend, in reality it was jealousy and a sickening feeling of Sirius spending time with Alice. Go figure. With that, he had dated Grace, not to try and get rid of his feelings, because at the time they never existed at least not to him yet. They had dated for such a short time before Frank had realized that he loved Alice and it was not fair to Grace, which he had broken up with her, in the most unconventional and rude way possible, something that Frank still wasn’t proud of. She hated him, at least that’s what Frank had gathered, it wasn’t quite certain at this point with her but the way that she talked to him, she loathed him at least. It didn’t matter, not to Frank at this point, he would work on their friendship as soon as she was back to talking to him. There was one thing that Frank didn’t like it was losing a friend. Losing a friend was what kept him from telling Alice herself that and she was dating Sirius still, though she had been trying to break it off with him for awhile, even asking Frank for his help. He always felt too involved when it came to these sorts of things he almost wanted to burry himself in a hole. Sure he had been the one that was trying to keep it all buried in, he was great at hiding things if not from outward appearances such as goofy smiles, he wasn’t the type that broke down easily, one of the reasons why he was going to be a great Auror, or at least he hoped so. That is till the night that he had caught Alice in the corridor by herself. Sure it wasn’t so much a vulnerability thing, Frank was just doing his best friend duties and was going to try and help Alice. That line of help had never meant that he was going to kiss her, which he inevitably ended up doing. Much to his and Alice’s surprise. It was then that he came as clean as he could manage, and continued to think of Sirius killing him, that is before Alice’s own lips had found their way to his and she sauntered off leaving him to his thoughts a dangerous occupation when it came to Frank Longbottom. Those thoughts had lead to him saying that maybe she liked him, maybe she was playing with his pathetic emotions or that Frank had dreamed it all and it never happened. The first one was one that he hoped. With that, this meant that Frank needed answers and he had to make it in the best if not kindest way possible. With that it left him with only one opinion, he had to face her again. Though he was naturally a coward when it came to females, this wasn’t something he could just owl to her. Frank had delicately written her a note, nothing special, just one that stated that Alice should meet him on the seventh floor and they had a lot to talk about. Why the seventh floor? He had no notion there was nothing romantic about the floor itself, just a few windows, the Room of Requirements and a few other class-rooms, nothing special. Curling into an alcove of the window he looked out on the grounds. It had been raining all day, it was slowly becoming winter here, and soon it would be time for snow, a time of year that didn’t like Frank. Snow had been his nemeses since he was younger, he had fallen more on ice or simply in the snow more than successful spells he had casted which was a fair number. Hearing the soft patter of footsteps behind him from the staircase he twisted to look behind him, smiling. Showtime. tagged : alice muse : lifehouse word count : 982 notes : FRALICEEE! template : by me!

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[ALICE DEIDRE PREWETT]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i843.photobucket.com/albums/zz353/requestthree/candice/alicep0.png'); width: 460px: height: 500px;] tagged: frankie longbottom aka ashy-owl-cat-face words: very long. notes: outfit; none~ credits: to me. If there was one person in the whole world that Alice adored above all else, well that would simply be Frank – though, of course, her father came a close second. Frank was always the one that she could count on through everything since they had been close ever since they could remember. It was an odd thing really, since Alice was never really liked by his mother, not that it mattered much. Alice was certain that they would be friends for life, even with Frank’s constant worrying and reckless behaviour. It was just something that seemed to happen and over time she hoped that it would never change. Alice Prewett was optimistic that way, if only for a little while. She really didn’t want to face the idea that they were actually growing up and one day things would all change for the worst. It was a simple wish to keep everything the way it was, box it and hope that it would keep if she didn’t look at it for long enough. That was what she did with other things, after all. She had always fussed about things, getting into other peoples’ business without really trying that much, though it was all in avoidance of her own. She had always found other people a little more interesting than her, not to say that she was insecure… she was just a bit odd and not all that full of herself. Alice was a person that valued the things that would make a person happy for a long time, over instant gratification. She had never had any luck with it, take Sirius for example. That was probably the worst mistake of her life, but she couldn’t exactly say ‘no’, or rather it was a lapse in judgment followed by the inability to say ‘no’. It was terrible really and she couldn’t really find the words to say what she felt because she didn’t feel like it justified anything in the end. Despite her clear inability to be happy in her own life, she wanted Frank to be happy and because of that there was something to bide her time. She had set him up with Grace, who was a wonderful friend and a nice person which went hand in hand with what she thought Frank’s ideal girl would be. He hadn’t given her a lot to go on, but she knew Frank well enough to know a lot about what kind of girl could handle him. She had been in that situation before and she still didn’t know how to handle him. She still said things that would make him flip out like a crazy man. She had already made him afraid of Fawkes, the sweetest little Phoenix on the face of the planet so friendship for the longest time really had nothing to do with it. Hearing that they had gotten together and broke up shortly after seemed to break whatever confidence she had in her abilities as a match-maker and they were often flawless. She had made, maybe, thirty successful couples at her time at Hogwarts and it was really rather odd since she knew that Grace was nearly perfect for Frank, more so than Sirius was to her. Sometimes, Alice thought there was something wrong with her. There had to be something wrong with her if she couldn’t even keep a boyfriend of her own, though that was mostly because she wasn’t really sure of herself half the time. She couldn’t see the good and the bad in her so she had every right to think this, even if it wasn’t the best idea in the world. She couldn’t possibly thing of a terrible thing to say to anyone else so it had to be her. She had to be the flawed one in the relationship, and, well she sort of knew why. She was more obsessed with being swept off her feet if anything. She wanted to hear bells and feel fireworks when they would kiss… she just wanted true love, which was something that she was never going to get but it was worth dreaming about. She was nearly, fully, obsessed with the idea of true love even though she knew it wasn’t exactly out there. She knew it was rare and that she was probably going to be blind to it. Maybe that was why she never really thought about Frank the way she did, well consciously anyway. Alice had always adored Frank, he was more than just a friend to her half the time, and that was probably why she felt uncomfortable talking about boys and girl things with him. As a best friend, it was probably wise to actually tell him things but it just wasn’t something that she wanted to happen because it could compromise things. Alice valued their friendship and she never really wanted to make Frank feel uncomfortable about things, well there was that and the fact that she actually liked to deal with things on her own. They were her things to deal with and that was enough for her. It had crossed her mind before, actually liking Frank as a person, more than a friend. She had filled her mind with the idea at one time or another, but it just didn’t seem right to her. It wasn’t something that seemed to actually work in her mind, liking Frank. No, that was a can of worms that wouldn’t be opened, pried open slightly but never fully opened. She had gone over it in her mind over and over, seeing as how she knew him in ways that people around her didn’t and vice versa. Maybe that was why she agreed to meet him in the seventh floor, though only because he was her friend and she didn’t really have an excuse not to go. Wringing her hair out a little bit Alice made her way up to where Frank said they would be meeting. It was silly of her to go out on a day like this but she just had to see the squid today. Drying off the best she could, she hurried up to the seventh floor, careful not to trip on the moving staircases. Huffing a little, by the time she had made it to the seventh floor, she scouted around for Frank, her footsteps soft on the stone castle floors. “Frank…” Alice muttered, her cheeks flushed from the exercise, still warming from her excursion outside. She smiled back at him, not really knowing what to say at this point, she just tugged at her scarf and cardigan a little, trying to keep warm as she dripped off… undoubtedly leaving a mess for Filch to clean up later.

[FRANK AIDEN LONGBOTTOM]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 3b3b3b; border: #c50f06 dashed 2px; width: 400px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;] What was Frank going to talk to her about? All he knew was this was far more complicated than what he could ignore and they needed to talk. Sure he was somewhat intelligent when it came to some situations, but talking about his feelings? That was a new one for Frank Aiden Longbottom. This was the guy who believed that he was going to fall in love with some random girl who just rushed up and kissed him. Sure that somewhat came true, but the kissing had came long after he had figured out his feelings, something that should gain him an award for figuring this out long before it was too late, though it was possible if not already down the road of too late. What was far out of his character was the fact that he had hurt someone down the road in his unhappy mix-up. Frank never knew that he was going to become one of those ‘guys’ the kind that hurt anyone and everyone when it came to what he wanted. Though it wasn’t intentional it wasn’t a great feeling to know that he had hurt Grace. Frank never wanted to hurt anyone for that matter, it was what he had been hoping to avoid since he had decided to jump into this love game. It was far simpler when the school year started. If he hadn’t asked to borrow Alice’s notes, he would have never gotten into the conversation about love and then he would have never went out with Grace, broke up with her and figured out that he actually was in-like with his best friend. Yes if he hadn’t done something that clearly would have happened because well Frank couldn’t keep notes. Maybe he should have sat somewhere else? Yes he was really thinking of the probability of preventing events long in the past. So maybe they weren’t that far into his past and nor did he really want to reverse them, it was just a thought. What would have happened if he didn’t realize his true feelings? That was a question that he asked himself quite often lately. Even more so what kind of fool didn’t realize it till it was too late? That was what kind of fool Frank was. He was a bigger one to believe that Alice really liked him. Sure it was slightly pessimistic thoughts on his part, but Frank was always a positive guy, for once he wasn’t going to be, because really there was a feeling deep inside him that knew better, that it was just a fluke that, the kiss meant nothing and it was all just a joke to keep him from further thinking of the most spastic of thoughts. The more that this thought processed through his mind the least likely it seemed, it was really out of character for Alice. If only he had a chance to talk to Lily, she had all the keys and all the hints with understanding when it came to women. Sure it wasn’t always the greatest advice [because well Frank was a guy and rarely listened to anyone else’s advice that wasn’t Alice’s]. Lily would have been the woman to talk to about all of this, if she knew someone she would have hinted, would have told him what was going on. It was bound to happen. Maybe he still had time? He could run down to the Gryffindor common room and he would see Lily, make her talk and then run back here without Alice even knowing that he wasn’t here? Even though the idea was half thought out, it could have been a great one if it wasn’t so flawed, especially with the fact that the time for running away for some quick advice was over. Alice was here, dripping wet. It was time. What was he going to say exactly? Frank wasn’t even sure, was he just going to jump right into the conversation that was lingering within his head or would he stick with the small talk, it was easy and he could build up to the moment, the true if not crazy moment that Frank was going to talk to his best friend about his feelings towards her. Though he wanted to get right to the point just jump into those shallow waters full of very sharp rocks which would be the pool of love in his mind. Seeing Alice wet was fairly distracting, where had she been? Did she get thrown into a bathtub, or someone had taken a giant vat of water and dumped it on her? All plausible reasons, but the most logical one was that she had been outside in the rain. Whatever had she been out there for? Not that spending time outside wasn’t a great time spent, but while it was raining made Hogwarts a very cold and damp place not one of the greatest reasons to be out in the rain for those very reasons. From what Frank could tell it was a cold rain, something that he didn’t envy being in her shoes. ”Hey Alice.”

[/color] he paused pursing his lips as he stood up and pulled his mouth into a smile. ”Aren’t you freezing?”[/color] Frank asked the most obvious questions. So it seemed this was going to be a casual conversation for now. He couldn’t ignore her freezing to death for him to ramble about feelings. ”I can use a hot air spell if you like? You’ll probably feel loads better. Unless this is some new fashion trend, grungy wet. If so, it’s quite becoming on you.”[/color] It wasn’t likely a fashion trend, this was the air of easy going that Frank was trying to bring to this already slowly awkward conversation that was going to creep its way into. Until then, Frank was going to be Frank and this meant that he cared about his friends over all else, even his own problems which he could easily subside and think of on a later day.
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tagged : alice muse : glee word count : 1,003
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