Angelina Johnson sat in the dark common room with her best friends Alicia and Katie. The three were discussing who they wanted to go to the Yule Ball with. Alicia and Katie spoke of many boys they wouldn't mind going with, but Angelina knew who she wanted to go with. She wondered if he was ever going to ask. Angelina thought she had been obvious that she wanted to go with him. She had spent all week shamelessly flirting with the boy hoping he would get a clue. If he didn't ask soon, Angelina decided, she would just ask him.
"Oi! Angelina! Want to come to the ball with me?"
She broke away from her conversation with Alicia to look at who had yelled at her. She peered across the darkened common room. After appraising the lanky Weasley twin she gave her answer.
"All right, then."
Angelina turned back to Alicia and Katie and said, "Meet me in the dorm room quick!" She then darted up the stairs, shoved open the dorm door, and threw herself on her bed. She knew he'd ask! She just knew it! While Angelina started thinking of the perfect dress her two best friends came running in.
"I can't believe it!" Katie squealed, "You're so lucky!"
"Yeah," Alicia agreed, "leave it to Fred to just yell it across the common room."
"What!?" Angelina exclaimed sitting up in her bed with a look of horror on her face.
"I just said leave it to Fred to ask you to the ball in front of everyone," Alicia said confused.
"Ohhh noooo," Angelina moaned while flopping back on her bed.
"What? Aren't you happy?" asked Katie.
Angelina placed her hands over her face and mumbled, "I thought it was George."
A/N: This was orignially a one-shot, but after much interest I'm turning it into a multi-chapter. Why would Angelina still go to the Ball with Fred? Let's find out.
