Rating
15+
Chapters
5
Words
8,172
Characters
Fred, George, OC, OtherCanon
Primary Relationship
Other Pairing
Secondary Relationship(s)
Genre(s)
Drama, Humor, Romance
Era
Post-Hogwarts
Advisory
Mild Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Contains Spoilers
Story Reviews
Status
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2008-12-15 4:19pm
Last Chapter
2009-01-29 5:44pm
Last Updated
2009-01-29 5:44pm
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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
A Teenage Taste Of Me ----- |
1,410 | 5 |
| 2 |
Thick as Thieves Thoughts pulsed through his mind, the predominant one being 'What the hell are you doing, George?! You can't just take her arm like that. Bloody hell, she'll think you're mental!' The other ones were worried ones of showing up to another gathering of friends alone. Painstakingly alone, while his friends seemed to be paired off with each other. And there stood Cate, a new Diagon Alley resident, a new person he liked to include in his 'friend' circle who hadn't met his other friends. He took the opportunity as it presented itself. |
1,663 | 2 |
| 3 |
Got My Hands On Wires “George darling, I think I lost my earring. Will you help me find it?” Katie asked as she subtly took an earring out of her left ear. She stood up, not giving him a choice in the matter and walked across the room, not bothering to keep up her cover of looking for a piece of jewelry as she sauntered to a corner near the front of the pub. Cate shot him a helpless expression, but he simply shrugged and followed his friend, also not bothering to look for the 'lost' earring. |
1,691 | 1 |
| 4 |
Square One “It's that time,” Fred reminded his twin as he summoned a box of holiday lights to be strung on the windows and garland to be entwined with it. Almost instantly, George found his eyes falling to Cate, the brown meeting the blue for just one confusing moment before they each returned to looking at Fred, who seemed to be oblivious to anything that might have just happened. |
1,363 | 0 |
| 5 |
Tickle Me Pink “Do you want one?” George asked, holding out a white and red package of cigarettes, quirking his brow curiously as he and Cate sat at the bar at the Leaky Cauldron, having finished an uneventful (and rather disappointing!) game. His team had lost, she spent the whole time confused out of her wits (apparently it had never been her thing), and it had been a silent disaster. |
2,045 | 0 |
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