"Wherever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you, whatever it takes, or how my heart breaks, I will be right here waiting for you..."

This is a little thing I had in my head after I watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, there is just a tiny bit of incest in this story its really tiny but if it don't float ya boat don't read lmao!

Disclaimer: The character and the text you recognize would be mine if I was J.K sadly I am not :(

Tis twincest bdw!

Fred says the first line if yas cannot remember…

"So… you lot got dates for the ball yet?"

"Nope," said Ron.

"Well, you'd better hurry up, mate, or all the good ones will be gone," said Fred.

"Who're you going with, then?" Said Ron.

"Angelina," said Fred promptly, with out a trace of embarrassment.

"What?" said Ron, taken back. "You've already asked her?"

"Good point," Said Fred. He turned his head and called across the common room, "Oi! Angelina!"

Angelina, who had been chatting to Alicia Spinnet near the fire, looked over at him.

"What?" she called back.

"Want to come the ball with me?"

Angelina gave Fred an appraising sort of look.

"All right, then," She said, and she turned back to Alicia and carried on chatting, with a bit of a grin on her face.

"There you go," said Fred to Harry and Ron, 'piece of cake."

He got to his feet yawning, and said, "We'd better use a school owl then, George, come on…"

They left. The walk to the owlery was an awkward one, and Fred knew he'd put his foot in it. They reached the owlery and George attached their letter to a brown barn owl and then he promptly left, Fred sighed and followed.

When they finally reached their dormitory Fred had a quick glance around the room, it was empty. He muttered a locking and silencing spell on the door and turned to George only to see him sitting on his bed staring at him with a look of betrayal written across his twins face.

"George…" Fred sighed.

"Fred," George retorted sharply.

"Don't look at me like that-"

"Like what? Like you have just ask Angelina – a girl for Christ sake's – to the ball, and you're telling me not to look at you like that, like what? Jealously? Hurt? Betrayed?"

"George, you know it's what people expect-"

"I don't give a fly snitch, whether it's what they expect or not! You're mine! You swore you were mine…" George said looking to the floor as his voice broke on the last sentence.

"I am yours, now and forever… but George we have to marry and produce children and we're not totally gay so it's expected-"

"And Angelina is that girl is she? She won't appreciate it and neither would a girl I marry, so am not marrying!" George said passionately. Fred look at him dumb founded.

"But…you've…. You've always wanted to get married…"

"That was before I knew you returned my feelings but now I know that you do my act won't work, and I wont treat a girl like that, I am more mature now then I was then…" George said looking at him. Fred had the sudden urge to kiss him senseless.

"George you know you're always going to be the one for me…." Fred said softly.

"And Angelina will soon replace me on that one…" George said bitterly, looking at Fred accusingly. Fred launched himself at George, they ended up lying on George's bed with Fred straddling George and snogging him senseless.

"Mine…." Fred growled.

"Forever…" George whispered, they sealed it with a kiss.