Main Characters – Fred Weasley, Draco Malfoy.
Side Characters – George Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, etc.
Pairings – FW/DM (main), RW/HG, HP/GW, GW/KB, One-sided BZ/DM, NL/LL, Implied FW/AJ.
Genre – Romance, Comedy, Drama.
Rating – T-M. Undecided at the present time.
Notes – I sadly do not own Harry Potter, as I was not the creator. If I were Fred Weasley would still be alive. So, all credit goes to J.K. Rowling. *sigh*
Plot – In an attempt to re-obtain the affections of his former girlfriend, Angelina Johnson, Fred Weasley decides to spike her drink with a powerful love potion. However, as it would happen, the drink doesn't belong to Angelina, but rather to Draco Malfoy...

Chapter One

"Love potions cause the drinker to fall in love with the person that gives them the potion."

"Freddie… I really don't know that this is a good idea. I mean, granted it's not your worst idea… but it's definitely not your best…"
"Relax, Georgie. I know what I'm doin'. It's not like we don't know how this stuff works. We're the ones who brewed it all, right?" Fred Weasley said in an obvious attempt to reassure his brother.
"That's hardly the point." George, who rarely looked uncomfortable, was looking rather uncomfortable at the moment. Clearly he wasn't in agreement with his brother, Fred… with whatever it was that he was doing.
"Listen, if I didn't know what I was doin', then I wouldn't be doin' it, would I? Besides, it's not like I've really got many other options here. I've tried basically everythin' else. It's her fault really… for not givin' me the time o' day, ya' know?" He frowned slightly.
"Well, then do you really need her? If she won't give you the time o' day, then I'm sure you can do better."
"Maybe… but I don't really want to do better. I want her..."
"And I'd really rather not see my brother with a girl that doesn't even want to be with him." George replied, his eyes on Fred who seemed determined to not look him in the eye.
"Alright," Fred sighed. "Can you at least let me try this? If it doesn't work, I'll give up. I swear."
"That's not really fair, now is it?" George said, his eyes narrowing. "You want to use a love potion. One of our love potions. We both know that they work."
"Yeah, well…"
"And when it does work, what are you goin' to do then? Just keep re-administering the potion? Is that really what you want, Freddie?" George asked sadly. The last thing that he wanted was for his brother to spend the rest of his life in a loveless relationship.
"I haven't really thought things out that far yet… If this works, I suppose I'll cross that bridge when I get to it."
"Why do you keep saying that? You know it's goin' to work…"
"It's not the potion I'm concerned with…" Fred said, cutting off his brother's speech. "It's more, whether or not she actually drinks it. There are a number of different ways this thing could play out, ya' know. It could go exactly how I want, wherein she'd fall madly in love with me again. Or she could toss the drink, because she's no longer thirsty for whatever reason…"
"Or someone else could drink it…" George interjected, nervously. "If someone else drinks it, then…"
"Don't worry about that. Angie never shares her food or anythin'. Not even with me, she didn't." Fred replied quickly, in hope that his words would calm his brother down. "Now please, will you just let me try this?" He finally turned his head so that he was making eye contact with George. "I swear, I'm done after this."
"That's not what you said earlier. You said that you were done if this didn't work."
"Either way… It's all the same thing."
"Freddie…"
"Please, Georgie? I'm practically beggin' here. Is that what you need? For me to beg? I'll do it, you know I will."
George sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. He was clearly becoming exhausted with this entire conversation. "Fine…" He began, closing his eyes. "I won't stop you, alright. But…" He reopened his eyes and pointed a finger at his brother. "If this for whatever reason doesn't work, that's it. No more."
"Alright, I promise. This'll be it." He said, smiling brightly at his brother. "Thanks, Georgie."
"Yeah, yeah."