Please review it. I really want some feedback so I know what to improve and what to keep. Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, apart from Joshua Dorrow and Lizzie Morgan, I made them up. Oh and please note this is a GW/OC though it does not seem like it at the moment, it will make sense at the end.

George was going to the Yule ball with Katie Bell, Fred with Angelina Johnson, and that leaves Lizzie, with no date. 'No surprises there then' she thought to herself. She had the dress, screwed up at the bottom of her trunk, she threw it in after she found out George had a date, she had decided that nobody was ever going to ask her. It was light blue, light and the bottom flowed elegantly, the top was tight and made her look slim. She adored the dress, but she never wore dresses, unless she had to.

She was a shy 4th year, most of the school thought that it was strange that she happened to be best friends with Fred and George Weasley, probably the loudest, most mischievous pupils in the school. But they soon began to learn just how amazing it worked, whenever she was around them, she was louder, she helped them with her pranks and was much more confident around them.

With just over a week to go until the ball, Lizzie was starting to panic, she didn't want to go by herself, but she wanted to go desperately. She had just left Fred and George as they were on their way to herbology and She continued to walk down to Hagrid's hut, for care of magical creatures. Something tall and hard knocked her off her feet sending her books flying in all directions.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" A boy cried out, holding out a hand to help her up. She took it and sat up, brushing her blonde hair out of her eyes.

"It's ok. I should have been looking where I was going." Lizzie blushed. She looked up at the tall figure who was now collecting her transfiguration book and handing it to her. "Thank you." She mumbled collecting her books. The boy was from Durmstrang, he was tall, and had blond-ish hair, not unlike her own, he had green eyes.

"Is that all of them?" He asked as Lizzie slipped her Charms book into her bag.

"I think so. Thanks for helping me." She smiled.

"That's ok." He said returning the grin. "What's your name?

"L-Lizzie." She stuttered "Morgan. Yours?"

"Josh Dorrow." His grin widened for a split second. "Well, see you round L-Lizzie." He winked. Whilst Lizzie jokingly narrowed her eyes. Then smiled again.

"Bye Dorrow." She then realised the time and sprinted as fast as she could to her care of magical creatures lesson.

"Sorry I'm late!" She panted.

"S'ok. Yer jus' in time, we're about to feed the skrewts." Hagrid beamed at the rest of the class as Lizzie slipped into place next to Ron.

"Lucky me." She groaned, next to her Ron chuckled in appreciation of her sarcasm.

Lizzie, Ron, Hermione and Harry walked out of the lesson covered in cuts and scorch marks.

"Why hello." George popped beside Lizzie, she turned her head and grinned as Fred pushed Ron out of the way to stand the other side of her. The twins were Identical in almost everyway possible, but somehow she knew which one was which. She could notice the slight differences that nobody else noticed.

"Why hello George." she replied lightening up a bit. People realised how Lizzie's attitude changed around them, it wasn't because she wanted to impress them, but she was happier around them and she was much more rebellious when she was with them. At the beginning of the year the teachers loved her, she paid attention mostly in classes and was fascinated with magic. She was a muggle born so found out shortly before going to the school that she was a witch when McGonogall came with her letter and explained it to her parents.

"Break now." Fred grinned. "Got the dung bombs?"

"Check." Lizzie pulled a small brown bag out of her school bag. "See you!" She called back to Harry, Ron and Hermione as they went in different directions. They walked down to the dungeons, where Snape's office was.

"Hello again Morgan." a tall boy walked past Lizzie.

"Dorrow." Lizzie nodded a polite hello. He stopped to look at Lizzie, opened his mouth but immediately closed it, as though he couldn't find the right words to say something.

"Told you I'd see you round!" He grinned.

"Indeed you did." Lizzie smiled.

"Well I hope I'll have the pleasure again." A red tinge appeared in his cheeks and he walked off waving Lizzie also waved back a matching blush in her cheeks.

"Who was that? How do you know a guy from Durmstrang?" George interrogated her the minute he was out of earshot.

"I bumped into him… Literally, on my way to Hagrid's. Anyway why does it mean so much to you?" Lizzie asked raising an eyebrow.

"Oh- it err.. Doesn't. Just curious. Pass us the dung bombs." He quickly changed the subject, as Fred was smirking at his twin's abnormal behaviour, as though he knew something that Lizzie didn't. Lizzie handed him the small bags and put her eye to the key whole.

"All clear." She tapped the lock with her wand and the door silently swung open. They crept hardly making a sound on the stone floor of the potions room. They darted behind Snape's desk and dropped the bag, they slowly stood up.

"Well, well, well. What a lovely surprise." Sneered the greasy haired teacher, now stood in the doorway.

"I-I left my quill in here yesterday, I just came to collect it-" Lizzie started, trying as hard as she could to look angelically innocent. Looking up with her best puppy eyes.

"We came with her." Fred continued confidently, beaming up at Snape, trying to look as innocent as I did. They could never look innocent, unless they actually were… no, they'd still look guilty.

"Likely story. I'll have 20 points from each of you. And a detention tomorrow in my office, and pick up those revolting dung bombs and throw them away. NOW!" He ordered. Fred picked up the bag that was now beginning to give of a smell and put them in the bin. Lizzie, Fred and George walked out of the class room without looking back.

"You were meant to be keeping look out Fred!" Lizzie hissed as soon as they had shut the door behind them.

"I did, but I looked away for a second, not even that!" Fred defended himself. Lizzie rolled her eyes, then hit him playfully over the head. They walked to their next lesson, Fred and George had Potions, and Lizzie had defence against the dark arts. Lizzie was leaning on George to support her she was laughing so hard. Snape was going to be even worse then usual.

"I think I'll say good bye now. See you in the after life!" Lizzie giggled, grinning at the ginger twins, who were now pretending to be cross and offended. "N'aww did I upset you? Well, have fun. Aha! You have to walk all the way down to the dungeons again." Lizzie was clearly enjoying herself, she waved her goodbye and turned down a narrow corridor and entered the class room, and found that all the chairs and tables had been pushed to the sides of the room to make it more practical for the lesson.

This lesson Moody taught the class about the imperius curse, he was using it on the students in turn to try and fight it off, so far, Harry was the only person who had managed to overthrow it.

"Miss Morgan." Moody growled. "Your turn." Lizzie stepped forwards nervously, she didn't know what to expect. "Imperio."

His low voice appeared in her head, "Pick up the chair." It hissed.

"No." Lizzie thought back, trying to fight it.

"Pick up the chair" It repeated.

"Why?"

"Pick up the chair." It growled once more.

A loud bang and Lizzie jumped in surprise, realising that Moody must have lifted the curse. The chair she had meant to be lifting was now lying on the floor. The bang was when she had pushed it over when she tried to fight it.

"Good job! Well done! You almost fought it!" Moody congratulated her. Incredibly pleased with herself she walked over to Harry who high fived her on being the only pupils in the room able to fight the curse, or almost. The Gryffindor first years walked out of the room chatting excitedly about the lesson, each talking about the different things they were made to do and who looked the most ridiculous.

They struggled through the thick crowd of pupils on their way to their next lesson, the forth year Gryffindor and Slytherins had Charms next. They entered the room and sat down looking at their small teacher stood on a pile of books at the front of the classroom. The lesson wasn't a particularly interesting one, they were still practising their summoning charms, Lizzie had got the hang of this the lesson before and was sat resting her chin on her arm and summoning the cushion every time Flitwick came by. She was glad when the lesson was over. Lunch was next and she was starving. As soon as the lesson was over she went straight to the Great Hall, and sat next to George. The twins had got there before them because they had had a free period to 'revise'.

"How was potions?" Lizzie grinned.

"Quite good. He took 10 points off us in the first 3 minutes." Fred laughed.

"What did you do?"

"'Accidentally' set one of the Sytherin's cauldrons on fire." George laughed.

"We meet again Morgan." Somebody sat next to Lizzie, and started helping themselves to the food that was appearing on their plate.

"You're making quite a habit of this aren't you Dorrow?" George said a little coldly.

"Nah, just nice to make a few friends here and there." Josh replied. "So," He said Turning back to Lizzie. "You going to the ball next week?"

"Don't talk to me about it." Lizzie grimaced.

"Not got a date then?" Josh grinned.

"Nope."

"Well that makes two of us. Say do you want to go with me? Save the trouble of worrying." He tried to say it casually, but there was a slight eagerness in his voice, it looked as though, he had been trying to say it to her all morning, when he kept 'bumping into her'.

"Yeah sure." Lizzie answered cheerfully. She turned to look at George and her mood brightened even more at the shocked look on George's face.

"Is it true you're going out with Joshua Dorrow?" Lavender asked Lizzie in the common room later that evening, as she sat down in the Gryffindor common room with Fred and George. George stopped talking immediately about how to get their money back from Ludo Bagman and listened intently.

"Not really, well at least I don't thinks so." Lizzie replied. "He just said that he had no one else to go with and I told him that neither had I, so he said we could go together. I'm sure he meant as friends."

"What do you mean he had no one else to go with?" Lavender looked furious,. "He's turned down loads of girls, I asked him. He just told me that he had someone else in mind…" She drifted off, her anger turned to a slightly dreamy look.

"Oh." Was all that Lizzie said to that, well what else could she say? Her heart swelled with excitement. 'He might actually like me!' She thought , 'Note to self, ask him about Yule ball thing…'

"Well I'm off to bed. Night!" Lizzie almost sung cheerfully.

Lizzie changed into her usual pyjamas and got into her bed and drew the curtains. She laid down thinking about what she should say to Josh the next day, she was excited at the possibility that she might actually like her, but then she thought of the disappointment if he didn't.

The Yule Ball itself was on Christmas day and the school was plastered with paper chains and red and gold decorations. It was the last day of school before the holidays so nobody could really be bothered to do some proper work, the teachers however were piling up the Homework.

"Morning Sunshine!" Fred winked as Lizzie sat next to George in the Hall.

"Morning Snow." Lizzie corrected returning the wink.

"Shush."

"Make me."

"Maybe I will…"

"You do that."

"Hem hem." George coughed pointedly as though I had forgotten him.

"Yes George…?" Lizzie grinned.

"Don't forget the detention tonight." He sighed and looked down at his breakfast. Lizzie suddenly felt bad, as though she had said something offensive. She looked over the top of George and gave Fred a 'what's up with him look.' Fred replied by half shrugging but it was hesitant, as though there was something to George's strange behaviour.

"Lizzie!" Somebody called as they sat next to her.

"Hey Josh!" Lizzie didn't even have to turn this time to know who it was.

"You free after school tonight, I was wondering… if- if-you-want-to-come-for-a-walk-with-me…" he muttered hopefully.

"Sorry, Dorrow. She's in detention with me and Fred." George replied pushing away his plate and getting up. Lizzie looked apologetically at Josh and told him she had to get to transfiguration then followed George out of the room accompanied by Fred.

"George, what is wrong? Seriously. Don't you dare say nothing because you've been acting strangely lately." Lizzie confronted him.

"Nothing." George replied simply. Lizzie stood on her tiptoes to try and make herself taller to get an answer out of him, but Fred shook his head and she shrunk back down again and hung her head.

"I know when I'm not wanted here then." She huffed and ran off to her next lesson.

When Lizzie walked out of her lesson she was surprised to see George waiting outside for her, she stopped for a second and considered her choices but she decided that she didn't want to talk to him. She turned and staked off with Harry, Ron and Hermione, and apparently didn't notice George stood leaning against the wall.

"Lizzie, George is waiting for you." Hermione hissed.

"Yeah I know." Lizzie replied.

"Then why-?"

"Because he doesn't want me so I decided I don't want him." Lizzie snapped a little harsher than she intended to, tears welled up in her eyes but she furiously blinked them back and walked quicker. A warm, gentle, friendly hand on her shoulder stopped her from walking away.

"Lizzie." George began, "I didn't mean to be horrible like that."

"Yeah he did." Fred appeared from the crowd.

"Shut up."

"No, I know when I'm not wanted, I have other friends." Lizzie sulked.

Fred and George exchanged glances, Lizzie eyed them suspiciously "WHAT?" She demanded.

"Always the oversensitive one." George laughed, throwing an arm around her shoulder.

"Leave me-" Lizzie spluttered.

"What do you want from me a written apology?" George frowned taking back his arm.

"Or do you want him to get down on his knees and beg for forgiveness."

"OW!" George yelped rubbing his arm and pulling out his wand, as Lizzie punched somewhat playfully but applied more force to the hit then was necessary.

"Or I could just punch you and leave it at that." She walked off with an amused expression on her face, not glancing back once at the shocked looks on peoples faces as Lizzie walked through the parting crowd. 'Surely not Lizzie' they must have been thinking, 'They were good friends, the best.'

As the day went on Lizzie began to feel more and more ashamed of herself, she seemed to be getting more and more miserable. 'I punched my best Friend.' She thought 'Your best friend!' The end of the day came eventually and she met up with the twins eventually.

"George I'm- I'm sorry." She mumbled.

"You should be." He winked the humour returning. Lizzie stopped feeling down and brightened up. She ran and gave George a hug. She pulled away from it quickly and held out her arm, whilst George gave her a quizzical look.

"Punch me and then we're even." Lizzie demanded.

"No. I think I'll let you live with the guilt of what you did to me." George turned his head away from Lizzie dramatically, making Lizzie giggle.

"How thoughtful of you."

"I know!" George grinned. "Hey guess what?"

"Err we're pranking Snape tonight?"

"Yea- How did you know?"

"Already way ahead of you…" Lizzie laughed. She pulled out a bottle of ink. She got out her quill and dipped it in the ink, and scribbled on a bit of parchment all good so far. "You wait 2 hours later it disappears, not invisible, the ink just vanishes completely. We'll swap it with his ink pot and no doubt he'll be writing important reports or whatever." She started to giggle, "He'll look for them 2 hours later and find that it's disappearing."

"Great! Where did you get it from?" George cried in amazement. "Did you make it?"

Lizzie nodded proudly, whilst Fred came up behind them "Just sent the letter." He informed the group.

"Good, right, down to the dungeons." George marched in the lead, then got bored with no one to talk to so he dropped back to talk to Lizzie and Fred.

"Anybody remembered shampoo, or a nit comb?" Lizzie whispered as they reached the door of Snape's office. Fred and George chuckled and then knocked a little rhythm on the door.

"Come in." You could almost imagine Snape's sneering face on the other side of the door as Fred pushed it open. "Sit down." He ordered indicating to the three chairs by the old looking table in front of them. They pulled out a chair, Fred sat in the middle and George and Lizzie were on either side of him. Lizzie opened her bag and pulled out her quill and 'accidentally' knocked her bag with her foot causing the contents to tip over the floor, she crawled under the table and started to slowly pick it up whilst keeping one eye on Snape. He turned around to the cupboard behind him and at that moment Lizzie swapped the ink bottles so that the ink that was now on Snape's desk was now the disappearing one.

"You will be writing lines today." Snape started, glaring at each of them in turn once Lizzie had returned to her seat, "You shall write 'I shall not play immature pranks on teachers.' I want you to write this for 2 hours, then you may go."

The detention went by, slowly. They didn't need telling twice when Snape finally told them that they could go. They picked up their bags and fled out of the room. Once they had shut the door behind them they waited listening at the door. "WHAT THE DEVIL- MY WORK? IT'S VANASHING?"

"Mischief managed!" Lizzie, Fred and George chanted together and the formed a three way high five. They burst out laughing and then raced each other to the common room.

"Fairy lights." George, managed to gasp out the password, they were all panting. "I won!" He laughed as he sat down on the comfiest chair in the common room.

"Did not." Lizzie argued, "You just said the password first."

"Exactly so I win."

"No, that wasn't the rules- Fred tell him." Lizzie turned to look at Georges twin, who was leaning against the wall with an amused expression on his face.

"Oh the pair of you shut up. You're like an old married couple." Fred grinned.

"No way!" Lizzie shook her head violently.

"Then shut up."

"Never!"

Fred ran towards her, Lizzie knew what was coming she ran around the chairs and through the crowd of 2nd years, Fred caught up with her and picked her up, she was kicking and laughing as he tickled her.

"Okay I'll stop!" She gasped.

"Good." Fred put her down and she ran behind George's chair for safety.

"I won't tickle you!" Fred assured her. Lizzie eyed him suspiciously and then stood up.

"Move up a bit George." She told George who shuffled up so she could fit in next to him. The chair was huge and she was only small so it wasn't uncomfortable. She leant on George's shoulder and they talked about plans for their Joke shop. Katie Bell walked by and looked at Lizzie and George, noticing this Lizzie lifted her head up looking guiltily at her.

"I'm off to bed." Lizzie yawned and made her way up to the girls dormitory. "Night." She called back to the twins.

"Night" they called bock in unison.

The first day of the holidays and Lizzie hopped out of bed at about 8 o'clock. 'It's the holidays' She thought. 'Go back to bed.' 'But I'm not tired!' Her tummy rumbled, now she knew what had woken her up so early. She put on her skinny jeans, her purple top and her favourite red hoodie and ran downstairs. Lee Jordan was already up too.

"Hey Lee!" She greeted him. "Are the twins still in bed?"

"Yup." He replied rolling his eyes.

"Oh," She pulled a bit of parchment which was lying on a random table with a quill and ink and wrote, 'Gone down to breakfast already don't bother waiting, I'll see you later.' "Could you leave that note for them when they wake up please." Lizzie asked him.

"Yeah sure."

"Thank you!"

"No problem."

Lizzie went down to the great hall, and was it any surprise that Josh was waiting down a corridor ready for her to appear.

"Didn't expect to see you down here!" Josh stated.

"No not at all, you just happened to be lurking down a corridor where I pass every morning to go to breakfast." Lizzie said sarcasm thick in her voice. Josh laughed nervously and blushed.

"Wow, what a coincidence." He hastened to add, Lizzie giggled but ignored this statement. She looked up at Josh and looked into his green eyes, 'it's now or never.' She thought.

"Hey Josh," She started, now turning her gaze away "Lavender said that you turned down a load of girls. Why?"

"Because I had someone else in mind." He almost whispered. Lizzie could feel the heat rising to her face, she knew the answer but she asked anyway.

"Who?"

"You." He took her hand as they walked into the Great hall. 'Oh no.' She panicked 'He's cute and all, but I don't think I really like him. It doesn't feel right. But I can't just tell him that, it would hurt his feelings.' A million theories zoomed through her head, but they zoomed back out just as quick. She ate her breakfast as quick as possible and got up to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Josh asked.

"Err I promised George I'd meet him." Lizzie replied quickly.

"Oh him." Josh looked disappointed. "Oh no need he's coming now with his brother. Wait for me to finish and you could come with me for a walk by the lake."

Lizzie sat down and watched as George sat next to her. "Hey." He muttered.

"Hey!" Lizzie grinned. "Don't forget you said that we'd go erm… to see Hagrid today."

"We did? Ow! Oh yeah er we did." George rubbed his leg where Lizzie had kicked him under the table. Josh glared at George from a cross the table.

"You know she doesn't have to go with you." Josh told George.

"Yeah, well she wants to." George replied.

As the two were arguing Lizzie realised she couldn't ask George for help, she leaned backwards to look at Fred.

"Fred!" She hissed, he turned around in his seat, Lizzie stood up and put her head close to his to whisper, "I need to talk to you, without him." She motioned to George.

"Why not George?" Fred raised an eyebrow.

"Because it's about him." She jerked her head in Josh's direction. Josh and George's argument was slowly getting louder and louder.

"I'm sure the oaf won't mind."

"Guy's break it up." Lizzie sat back in between them. "And Josh, Hagrid is not an oaf."

"Sorry." he mumbled then looked at all the people that were now staring at them.

"George have you finished yet?"

"Almost." He replied putting his last forkful of bacon and getting up. "Well, bye Dorrow."

Lizzie looked up at Fred expectantly, waiting for him to come up with a plan so she could talk to him without George over hearing. He seemed to understand her 'What now?' look. He patted her on the shoulder in a reassuring way and walked over to George.

"George, you don't think you could go and get some gloves for us I need to go and send this letter, I'll meet you outside where we usually go." Fred asked.

"I don't think I can actually, but I could try…" George joked. "See you in a bit then… bye!"

As soon as George was out of earshot Fred looked down at Lizzie. "Right before we start…" He began in his business voice. "I want you to sign this contract saying that I am not responsible for anything that goes wrong in the relationship. And that if you follow my advice and it goes wrong, I will not be held responsible."

"Fine." Lizzie began signing Fred's imaginary contract and then she looked at him and then started to speak quietly, she wasn't used to talking to Fred and George about boyfriends and love, she just assumed that it wasn't really one of those things. "Well, when I went down to breakfast this morning Josh was waiting down this corridor for me and then I asked him, on what terms we were going to the ball as, Friends, or boyfriend and Girlfriend. And he said that he really liked me and grabbed my hand. But I don't know what to do, because I can't find anything wrong with him apart from the fact that he's following me around everywhere, but I don't feel as though I want to go out with him. What should I do?"

Fred smirked, "Well, be all sick and gooey and then dump him. Simple."

"I hate you." Lizzie hit him. "That is shallow, even for you… Even for me!"

"Whoa, that is shallow."

"I know." Lizzie looked up at Fred and saw a flicker of knowing in his eye, past all the jokes, he knew something about this that she didn't and she was determined to find out what it was. "Fred." She said seriously. "You know something, you know why George is acting weird."

"Okay. You caught me." He looked serious. " George is secretly, a turtle."

"Yes, so far I guessed." Lizzie played along for a second then stopped and pleaded him. "Please Fred, Please, I need to know."

"You'll find out soon enough, I think." Came Fred's reply.

I hope that it's making a little more sense now. Please review, I'd really appreciate some feedback on how to improve.