So, we had a few days off for the Thanksgiving holiday, I believe.

I sighed as Angelina Johnson passed me a note in the common room.

It read:

'Madison,

Please, please, pretty please help me! I really like Geogre and your his best friend, other then Fred! And I want to know if he likes me. Just get him to like... Ask me out! Please.

From,

Angelina'

I glanced at her, and nodded. Man, I'm regretting that I'm helping her.

We walked, with Hermione and Alica Spinnet, to Hogsmede. How? A secret passage way.

The four of us went into a little boutique, and Hermione, Alica, and I sat in the back as Angelina got changed.

She came out, wearing a black pencil skirt and a purple long sleeved off the shoulder shirt with black flats. She looked rather nice. She ended up getting a few things.

"What does he like in girls?" she asked me, curious.

"Well..." I began. "He does like girls who are nice, and sweet, smart, have a good sense of humor, caring..." She listened intently, and payed attention to everything I said.

Once we got back to Hogwarts, Alica and Hermione pulled me aside.

"You like George, don't you?" Alica asked, suspicious. I nodded.

"Alot, actually. He.. He kissed me, actually."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I told him that when I'm ready, I'll come right up and smooch him on the lips. But he needs someone his own age." Hermione sighed.

"Madison, George obviously likes you. So why are you letting Angelina get him?" Hermione asked me, curious.

I felt tears brimming my eyes.

"Because she is so much better then me. No matter if sparks flew."

Alica looked at me, shocked. "Sparks?" I nodded.

"Well, George.. He better realise who he wants to be with," Hermione and Alica said in sync. I nodded.

MONDAY:

Today was our last day of our short little break. I saw Angelina just go right up to George and kiss him. He looked shocked for a mommemt, but he gave into the kiss.

"Will you... Er... Go out with me, and.. Be my girlfriend?" he asked her.

"Of course!" she said, ecstatic. They kissed.

They were now a couple.

I felt tears roll down my cheeks, and I smiled my way through it. Grabbing my fleece black North Face jacket, I exited, pretending to go to the library, out of the common room. I murmmered to Alica and Hermione:

"No. I want to be alone right now."

They nodded.

I ran through the halls.

"I need a place.. A place where I can be alone, where I can just... Think it myself, and.. Express myself and be alone for a little while." A huge pairof oak-bronze doors appeared.

I entered the Room of Requirement, and plopped down on the red satin couch that was by a fire, much like the one in the Gryffindor common room. I put my head in my hands, and softly sang to myself an original song.

This was the song I wrote myself, and was singing currently:

"As the light

Flickers from my heart

And releases into the night

I don't want to part

Away from you

But I have to prove

That she's not the one for you

But my mouth can't move...

Why doesn't anyone see

That I've been here

Alone, waiting for the light

Loving you since that day

I layed my eyes on you

Why can't I stop loving you

Even if you don't return the feelings....

Can't get it out

Of my mind

She makes me wanna shout

As I try to find

Who I really am

Because why cant you see

That she won't give a damn

When she leaves you be....

Why doesn't anyone see

That I've been here

Alone, waiting for the light

Loving you since that day

I layed my eyes on you

Why can't I stop loving you

Even if you don't return the feelings..."

I sighed, and exited the Room of Requirement, ready to suck up all the hatred and prejudiced in this crazy, fucked up world that we all live in.