Alicia Brianne Spinnet (ohalicia) wrote in thefinalhorcrux,
Alicia Brianne Spinnet

Who: Alicia and Fred
When: December 22,
Where: some apartment in Russia
Why:  Still figuring it all out.

Fred woke up slowly, his eyes cracking open to reveal that he was in his own bed. He blinked, confused. The last thing he remembered was Alicia standing in front of him, saying something, and then it all went black. What the hell was she doing there anyways? He blinked again, and shook his head slightly, trying to jog his memory. A stabbing headache from a massive hangover surfaced and he swore in pain. Baxter, who had been lying draped across his chest, looked up inquiringly at this noise, and cocked his head sideways. Fred sat up slightly, and looked around the room. His eyes traveled over almost everything in the room before they came to rest on Alicia sleeping in his chair. "What are you still doing here?" Fred blurted out, suprised to see her.

Alicia woke suddenly, hearing Fred. "What?" After adjusting to the semi-lightness of the room, she recalled what he'd said. "Oh...well, I thought I'd make sure you were okay and everything. And...I mean, I wanted to talk."

Fred looked positively mistified at this remark. "You.....want to talk? But.....why? I mean, you should hate me or whatever. You did........last time we talked." Here Fred turned slightly to the side, remembering the last time he had seen her. He had walked away again.

She stood up, setting the coat she'd used as a blanket in the chair, and walked to his bed, conjuring a hot cup of tea. "Here. Drink it." He took a little sip, still looking extremely confused by the situation. "I...I can't just hate you. I never hated you, I was just angry. I needed to be away from you, but I just...I can't be there alone anymore. Everyone's always pestering, making sure I'm okay, offering up their living rooms to me and Lacey. I...want to be with you." She turned her head and looked at the floor, feeling like she might've said too much.

Fred stared at her, quite confused. He had never, ever expected something quite like this. He wasn't even sure if he really could be with her anymore, after what he had done. "I....I don't know what to say, except: Are you out of your freaking mind?!"

Alicia laughed, feeling like he had read her mind. "That's what my brain's telling me." She found a clear space on the end of the bed and sat down. "But I don't think I am. There's no one else for me but you. You're the only person who makes me feel like I know I should when I'm with someone. That doesn't make much sense, but...I...I'm still in love with you."

Fred raised an eyebrow. "You're still in love with me? After all that I did, cheating on you, leaving, coming back, having the living shit beaten out of me by my own brother, leaving again, and you still say you love me?" He shook his head. "You're pulling one over me, aren't you? You're kidding. You've got to be."

She gave him a blank look, feeling she had completely wasted her breath. "Why would I come all the way to Russia to play a joke on you? I'm not an idiot, Fred. There's this thing, some people do it when someone they love screws up. You know, forgive? Just because you did something stupid doesn't mean my feelings for you completely disappear like that-" She snapped her fingers for effect."-It doesn't work that way. And I'm here to forgive you and you think I'm joking?!"

Fred laughed, a short, almost bark-like sound. "Bullshit. You came here to make me feel even worse than I already do, and I'll bet whatever money I have left to my name that George put you up to this, you being so chummy with him and all. I think I know you well enough to realize that you didn't come here to 'forgive' me, so do yourself a favor and stop feeding me this line of bull. You must realize, I'm the master of pranks, jokes, and everything related, and I'd have to be a pretty big moron not to recognize one of my asshole brother's little schemes to make my life more miserable." He smirked and shook his head. "You must think I'm some sort of idiot."

Alicia stood up forcefully and walked to the chair, grabbing her coat. "You're right. You are a complete idiot." She walked through the door, slamming it loudly.

Fred sat there in the bed, somewhat suprised by her sudden outburst. He gave Baxter a confused look and got out of bed to go take a shower. Baxter gave an inquiring whine, and cocked his head to the side again. Fred shook off the thought that Baxter's look reminded him of Alicia and went to take a shower. The water was quite cold, so Fred simply jumped in and quickly washed himself, and then hurried out and dressed in a drab black and grey outfit.

Alicia walked, quite heated from the argument, back towards the train station. Why had she even bothered? Something about him had changed the minute he found out she was pregnant. Maybe they weren't even supposed to be together. This had to be some sort of sign to let him alone and move the hell on. She looked up and let out a loud, growling sigh, not realizing she had reached the train station and there were people all around. A little embarassed, she bought her ticket and stood under the platform, continuing to ponder their relationship.

Fred plopped into the lone chair in the living room and stretched. He had thought and rethought the previous scenes in his head in his shower and decided that Alicia was off her rocker. Just plain crazy. But part of him felt extremely guilty, thinking of her, saying she was nuts. It was when he shrugged it off and sat up, intent on finding more alcohol, that Baxter sat right in front of his feet and cocked his head to the side; that look that Alicia always gave him, the one he was in love with. Immediatley, Fred felt it. He loved Alicia more than anything in the world, and he had just thrown her out into the cold. He looked at Baxter once more, smacked himself on the forehead, and proceeded to prepare himself to find her.

It only took a minute for him to step out into the cold and begin running. Knowing Alicia the way he did, she wouldn't have apparated. For weeks, she had talked about how this or that might be bad for the baby. He was hit with a pang of guilt and sped up. After another half-mile of running, he reached the train station. Not even stopping to catch his breath, Fred spun around, trying to spot his auburn-headed love.

Finally, he found her facing the opposite direction and ran to her. He grabbed her shoulders, whipped her around and kissed her as he wished he had before this whole affair had happened. It might've snapped him back to reality. He let his lips linger on hers for a good while and then broke the embrace.

Alicia was quite surprised at having been flung around and kissed without knowing who it was she was kissing. But after a minute of the embrace, she knew it could only be Fred. No one else had ever kissed her with such love. When he brought his face away from hers, she looked up into his eyes. "What...what are you doing here?" She sniffed, and felt something wet fall on her head. It must've been raining, but she wouldn't break the connection from his eyes to hers.

"I...I'm so sorry. I've been horrible and childish and I'm sorry. I don't deserve you at all, Alicia Spinnet, but I love you and I need you. I-" Before he could go on, she had pushed her lips back onto his. He took it as an 'apology accepted' and threw his hands around her back, lifting her a few inches into the air and spinning around happily.

He set her back on the ground and they held onto eachother until the station master blew his whistle for boarding. Alicia looked at Fred, smiling like a child in a candy store. She took his hand and led him away from the train. "Come on. We'll go back, get your stuff and do the train thing tomorrow."

Tags: alicia, fred
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