Chapter One: Wanna Visit Me?

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It was just an ordinary day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As usual, the Gryffindor first years were eating breakfast together in the Great Hall. Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet were talking about their plans for the summer. Across from them, Lee Jordan and Fred and George Weasley were discussing their latest pranks to pull on the Slytherins.

"I'm really looking forward to seeing my sisters again and playing some Quidditch. I'm sure my Comet misses me as much as I miss it," Angelina was saying to Alicia. Just then, a Christmas Hawk owl that she recognized as belonging to her parents dropped a letter in her lap.

"Well, what does it say?" Alicia asked anxiously.

"Just that they love and miss me and that I can bring a few friends home for the summer if I want to. Do you want to come visit me? It'll be really fun."

"I wish I could, Angie, but I can't. My family is going to France and I've been looking forward to it for a while."

"I understand. Who could pass up a chance to visit France? Besides, Bordeaux is really beautiful in the summer."

"Hold on, Angie. How do you know what Bordeaux is like in the summer?"

"Hey, guys!" Angelina said to Fred and George, purposely ignoring Alicia's question. "Do you guys want to come visit me for the summer?"

"Sure, it'd be fun." Fred answered. And George is staying with Lee, so the Burrow is gonna be kind of boring. Which reminds me: why didn't you ask Lee?"

"Why would I ask him?" Angelina said. When Fred gave her a weird look, she realized her faux pas. "What I mean is that I already knew his plans. He told me yesterday while you two were in detention. What he neglected to mention was that George was spending the summer with him." She gave Lee a pointed look that clearly said, "I'm going to talk to you later."

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That afternoon, Angelina finally caught up to Lee in the library where he was studying for the exams that were coming up. "Hey, Chipmunk, mind if I join you?" she asked and without waiting for an answer, she plopped into the chair next to him.

Lee cringed at the childhood nickname and then looked around to make sure that no one had heard Angelina. When he was satisfied that no one had, he said "I thought we had an agreement about that. You wouldn't like it if I called you 'Sugar Quill', would you?"

"Wouldn't bother me a bit. Unlike some people, I don't get all uptight about old nicknames."

"What if I told Fred the reason why I called you that?"

Angelina's eyes widened in horror and Lee smirked with satisfaction at the look on his friend's face. The shocked expression quickly disappeared and she narrowed her eyes in anger. "You wouldn't."

"You've known me since I was born, Sugar Quill. I'm pretty sure you know I would. Or I could just tell Fred that you fancy him and see where that gets me."

"How'd you know I fancy him?"

"I didn't. You just told me right then. I did have my suspicions, though. And George thinks he fancies you, too, although he refuses to admit it."

"I'm sorry for calling you Chipmunk." Lee winced again. "I mean, that name. Please don't tell Fred that I fancy him, even if he does like me back," Angelina pleaded. "Or the story behind my nickname," she added as an afterthought.

"Angie, you know I'd never betray you like that. Well, maybe the whole 'Sugar Quill' thing, but not about something as big as this. We go back farther than that." Then he grinned evilly and said "Anyway, Fred has all summer to figure out that you want him on his own."

"I hate you."

"I know."

Angelina decided to change the subject before anyone overheard. "Why didn't you tell me George was spending the summer with you?"

Lee just shrugged. "Didn't think it mattered. After all, you would've known eventually anyway."

"And why isn't Fred joining you guys?"

"Apart from the fact that he's visiting you? He said that he's lived with me for nine months. He needed a vacation from me."

"But if he's staying with me, it'll be kind of hard to have a Lee-free holiday."

"Well, I know that and you know that, but he doesn't know that, does he?"

"This summer is going to so much fun," Angelina said with a grin.

Lee nodded, his own smile mirroring his friend's. "Oh, yeah. So much fun."

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A/N: This is the second version of this fic (the first one REALLY sucked). Tell me what you think and give me some ideas for a better title when you review. Flames will be used to burn the roommate from hell.