A/U: After being lost for quite a while (blame a bad relationship and Family problems) my inspiration has come back, and I decided to get right back to writing. So here is my new fanfiction!

She stood in front of the mirror, studying her features. Her dark, cherry red curls framed her face, and accentuated her piercing blue eyes. She was beautiful, with her hourglass figure and long legs. That her beauty made many hearts beat faster was no surprise, and it was definitely not welcome. Because behind her stunning looks hid a dark secret. A secret that nobody but herself and professor Dumbledore knew. She had sworn to herself that she would never, ever tell anyone else her secret. Not even her best friends. Now that you mention it... A quick glance at her watch showed that it was time to get ready. Fred and George could show up any second now. With a sigh and one last look at her own eyes, she got out her wand and cast the oh so familiar spell 'muta oculos'. When she opened her eyes again, they were a beautiful shade of green. After another quick spell, her hair fell straight down her back. She quickly dressed in her tight black Jeans and white, lace blouse, before grabbing her black and white, high-heeled mary janes. Just when she put the finishing touches to her makeup, the doorbell rang. She ran for the door and threw it open before rushing back to the mirror to finish what she was doing.

"I'll be right with you! Just a few seconds." With those words she applied a bit of bright red lipstick, before walking back into the living room, with a smile. "Hey guys."

"Kaylee!" George hugged her tight. "I haven't seen you in ages!" Kaylee rolled her eyes.

"You saw me two weeks ago, before I went shopping with Katie and Alicia!"

"Now that you mention it... What did they do with you? You look so different!" She shrugged her shoulders.

"It was time for a new look." Now she noticed how uncharacteristically quiet Fred was. "Cat got your tongue Weasley?" This seemed to wake him from whatever daydream he was having.

"Sorry." He laughed sheepishly.

"You're forgiven. But I'm still waiting for my hug."Fred smiled and pulled her towards him, hugging her close. "Good boy. So what's the plan?" Fred and George looked at each other for a moment and then focused back on Kaylee.

"Well, as you know," Began Fred.

"we received Harry's prize money last year," George continued.

"And yesterday someone told us,"

"That there was a nice property for sale right on diagon alley."

"So we want to take a look."

"And we want you to come with us." Kaylee smiled at the twins and grabbed her purse and keys.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Lead the way!" With those words they left Kaylee's apartment.

A few hours later...

With a sigh George plopped down on one of the comfortable chairs in Kaylee's living room. Fred did the same on the couch.

"So, the property is perfect... What's the problem?" Kaylee asked, as she looked at them with a raised eyebrow.

"If we buy the property, we won't have enough money to start up on making products." George explained. Right. She knew how perfect the building was for what the twins had in mind. She thought hard about ways to help them. Then it hit her.

"The flat above the shop, how many bedrooms did it have?" She asked the twins.

"Three. Why?" Fred said, while studying the ceiling.

"Well... I have been thinking about moving. And I'm getting tired of living all alone." George's eyes shot open, when he realised what she was hinting at.

"Would you really do that for us?" He asked, still a little shocked. Kaylee nodded.

"Yeah, I have been thinking about moving closer to London anyway, and living alone does get lonely every once in a while. And I figured the apartment should bring up enough money."

"So..." Fred grinned at her.

"So, would you be willing to give up your messiness?" Before she could finish her question, she was tackled to the ground.

"We can't promise that, but we do promise to keep our hands away from your shampoo bottles and other girly products." Kaylee laughed.

"I can live with that. Now George, I suggest you send Belle with your answer to the shop owner, while Fred and I get the champagne I was saving for a special occasion." George nodded and went off to write a letter, while Fred and Kaylee sauntered into the kitchen. Fred went for the fridge, while Kaylee started opening the cabinets, looking for champagne glasses. She finally found them on the top shelf of the last cabinet.

"Need help?" She heard Fred ask from a few feet behind her.

"Yes, please." He stepped up behind her and reached for the glasses, his body brushing her back. She unwillingly shivered at the contact, but thought nothing of it, figuring it was just a chill. The kitchen was considerably cooler than the living room. She took the glasses from him and brought them to the living room, where George was now sitting back on the chair he had previously occupied. Fred was still standing in the doorway to the kitchen, watching how Kaylee uncorked the champagne bottle and following her every move as she filled the glasses. No one knew of his feelings for her. He had been harbouring a crush on Kaylee ever since George took her to the Yule ball the year before. He remembered the whole night like it was yesterday.

Flashback

He had been waiting next to George and Lee, staring into the fire in the common room, when he heard a few catcalls. When he turned he saw that their dates had arrived at the same time. His eyes were not, like they were supposed to, pulled to Angelina, who was his date, but to Kaylee. She looked stunning in her white dress. Her hair had been styled in a simple updo, with loose curls. He thought the curls made her look even more beautiful. Fortunately Angelina didn't notice his lack of interest, because she had been too busy with checking out his brother. When he mentioned that fact to Kaylee, she had immediately agreed to make sure she would dance with him as much as possible, so Angelina could have most of the night with George. Fred certainly hadn't been complaining that night.

End of flashback

He was shaken out of his daydreaming when Kaylee called his name and waved her hand in front of his face.

"Wow, you really were in your own world for a long time. Glad to have you back." She joked, before handing him a glass of champagne and then lifting hers in the air. "A toast to our last year of Hogwarts, the two greatest inventors of the decade and our future."

"And to our hero and new roommate!" George finished for her. "Cheers!" Fred lifted his glass with a wink at Kaylee. This was positively going to be the best year ever. He could feel it in his bones.

The champagne was soon gone and they decided to dive into Kaylee's secret stash of firewhiskey. After a few hours of drinking and celebrating, George lay passed out on the couch and Fred and Kaylee were very, VERY drunk. And somehow they decided to play a game of 'never have I ever' ignoring the fact that they were with only two people.

"Never have I ever... went skinny dipping."Kaylee said, almost sure that Fred wouldn't have done such a thing. To her surprise Fred downed a shot. "What? When?" She slurred.

"Egypt." He answered simply. "Never have I ever...had a sex dream about Oliver Wood." Kaylee grinned and downed her shot.

"My turn. Never have I ever...made a joke to Lupin about his time of the month." She knew she had him there. She had told him time and time again not to make those jokes. They always ended up fighting about it. Sirius had called them 'an old married couple' more than once. She silently studied Fred, while he thought of something new. There had been way too much people calling them out on the way they acted with each other. Asking them when they'd became a couple and things like that. Funnily enough she had never given it that much thought. But now she was thinking about it: Fred was kind of cute. Or maybe it was the alcohol talking. Oh wel. She wasn't planning on getting in an relationship anyways. Never. She was never going to drag anyone through the hell a relationship with her would be. She was shook out of her reverie by Fred's voice.

"Never have I ever been afraid to die a virgin." Kaylee's eyes widened slightly and she took a shot, without looking at Fred. Had she been sober she would have lied, but seeing as she was already pissed, she didn't think about it and just downed it. She knew she would die young, growing old was just out of the question, especially now HE had come back.

"Why?" That was all he asked. She closed her eyes.

"I'm not afraid of dying. Not at all. We all know that not everyone will make it through whatever is coming our way. It's just that I'm afraid that before that time comes, I'll never be able to trust anyone enough to... you know." She sighed deeply, before continuing. "The only guys I trust are you and George. And well... The two of you only think of me as a sister."Fred was shaking his head and raising to his feet, making her stop talking. He took a few steps, until he stood in front of her, holding his hand out. When she hesitantly put her hand in his, he pulled her up and against his chest, lowering his face to hers.

"I don't." He said softly, before bringing his lips down on hers. Kaylee's eyes widened slightly, before closing...