*these characters and settings do not belong to me! They are property of JK ROWLING*
•yay! chap. 2 is goin up now! *CARTWHEELS* please R/R!!•
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Alicia woke up an hour later, slightly confused about where she was for a minute. Then everything came back to her, and she smiled happily. George was hers. She was his. It made her feel very fuzzy and loved. This was not a feeling she was quite used to…at home, at least. There were some terrible memories in that beat-up Muggle house. Memories that she really didn't want to think about at the moment.
She guessed it was very late (or very early), and she decided to go up to her bed. It wouldn't be the best thing if McGonagall walked into the common room that morning to find them sleeping together on the couch… The thought brought another smile to her lips. Oh, it might just be worth it to stay down here just to see the look on her Transfiguration teacher's face! Oh well, she thought, and slid gently off of George's chest. She stretched, then bent down and gave him a short, sweet kiss on the cheek.
"Love you," and she hurried quietly up the stairs to her waiting bed.
The whole room seemed to breathe, all of the girls sleeping except her. Even Katie and Angelina were back. Alicia pulled off George's sweatshirt and set it in her trunk. She grabbed a pair of red plaid pj pants and a black spaghetti strap shirt out of it, put them on, and crawled into her bed, pleasant dreams awaiting.
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George woke up about an hour after Alicia had left, when he fell onto the floor with a small thud.
"OW, dammit!!"
He realized Alicia was gone, then shrugged. He would be with her soon enough. Yawning widely, he made his way up to the boys' dormitories and listened for the sound of Fred's even breathing. It was there, but oddly loud, and uneven. So his twin was still awake.
"Never did quite learn how to pull it off, didja?" He whispered as he reached his trunk.
"Heh. No, I guess not," came Fred's answer as the hangings on his four-poster parted. "So, you two finally hooked up, eh?"
George smiled as he undressed. "Yes we did, dear brother."
"Lovely. Angie says Alicia's been dying to ask you out, but she couldn't summon up the courage. Guess that make two of you."
"Guess it does."
" *yawwwwwwwn* I'm going back to sleep now…We'll have a bit of a party tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, that'd be perfect," George replied with a happy grin. Today had been a…so-so day, but a (to put it in Ron's words) bloody wicked night. The smile stayed on his lips as he sank into his bed to dream of his beloved Alicia.
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The next day was the Wednesday before end of term. When George finally had dragged himself from bed, gotten dressed, ran a comb through his hair, and gotten downstairs, the entire gang was waiting for him.
"George, mate, we thought you had forgotten about us!" called Lee Jordan, he and Fred's best friend.
"Yeah, I'd have thought you'd want to see your dear Alicia first thing in the morning…"
"Oh you two, be quiet. Good morning, George."
"Good morning to you too, Leesh," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her playfully on the cheek.
"We were going to breakfast now, if you two want to come…"
"Of course we are, Fred."
"Well then we'd best be off. Godspeed, my friends."
Fred, George, Alicia, Angelina, Katie, and Lee left the Gryffindor common room smiling, chatting about Quidditch, classes, the Triwizard tournament, and pranking.
"I say we remove that Unbreakable Braking Charm on Oliver's broom. That'll teach him to bore us to death with pep talks.
"They're actually quite informative…Old Oliver's got some decent plays, if you bother to listen."
"Oh hush up Angelina. You're beginning to sound like Hermione…"
They entered the Great Hall for an energetic, fast breakfast.
"That was a rather fast break," commented Lee as they hurried to their classes.
"Oh Lee," said Katie with a smile, and pulled him into a public snogging session before he entered the Charms room.
George and Alicia were also parting for their separate classes.
"See you later then."
"Love you, Leesh."
"Love you too," she answered, just before he pulled her into one of his spicy sweet kisses. They then turned to their different classes.
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That night, the girls had dragged Lee to a studying session in the library, while the twins walked around the castle talking about "top-secret plans." These "plans" were actually ways for them to get their gold from Ludo Bagman, who owed them thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts, for a bet made at the Quidditch World Cup. They weren't doing too well.
The boys walked for awhile, then decided to head back to the common room to ask Ron if they could borrow Pigwidgeon so they could mail Bagman a blackmail letter. The first thing they heard was Hermione telling Harry to work on his Triwizard clue.
"Leave him alone, Hermione, he's earned a bit of a break," Ron said as the card castle in front of him blew up.
"Nice look, Ron…go well with your dress robes, that will," said George with a grin. He had noticed Alicia chatting with Angelina near the fire. The twins sat down next to Harry.
"Ron, can we borrow Pigwidgeon?" he asked.
"No, he's off delivering a letter. Why?"
"Because George wants to invite him to the ball," Fred answered sarcastically. George noticed Alicia's smile grow wider as she chatted.
"Because we want to send a letter, you stupid great prat," said George.
"Who d'you two keep writing to, eh?" said Ron.
"Nose out, Ron, or I'll burn that for you too," said Fred. "So, have you two got dates for the ball yet?"
"Nope," replied Ron.
"Well, you'd better hurry up, mate, or all the good ones will be taken," said Fred.
"Who're you going with, then?"
"Angelina," Fred answered instantly.
"What? You've already asked her?"
"Good point. Oi! Angelina!"
Angelina broke her conversation with Alicia to yell, "What?"
"Want to come to the ball with me?"
"All right, then," she answered, returning to her conversation with Alicia grinning slightly.
"There you go," Fred told Harry and Ron, "piece of cake."
He stood up from the chair, yawning, "We'd better use a school owl then, George, come on…" and they both left to the Owlery, to mail Bagman's letter.
They returned to the common room later, slightly troubled, as they didn't think Bagman would respond, or, for that matter, care. Oh well, thought George sleepily, it's worth a shot.
Fred yawned his good night to the almost empty room, just after kissing Angelina good night. George walked over to Alicia, grinning tiredly.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and looked into her eyes.
"Pleasant dreams, angel cake."
She smiled and blushed slightly.
"You too," she said as they kissed each other, long and sweet, drinking in each other's scents. They then left each other to go to their dormitories and sleep.
•yay! chap. 2 is goin up now! *CARTWHEELS* please R/R!!•
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Alicia woke up an hour later, slightly confused about where she was for a minute. Then everything came back to her, and she smiled happily. George was hers. She was his. It made her feel very fuzzy and loved. This was not a feeling she was quite used to…at home, at least. There were some terrible memories in that beat-up Muggle house. Memories that she really didn't want to think about at the moment.
She guessed it was very late (or very early), and she decided to go up to her bed. It wouldn't be the best thing if McGonagall walked into the common room that morning to find them sleeping together on the couch… The thought brought another smile to her lips. Oh, it might just be worth it to stay down here just to see the look on her Transfiguration teacher's face! Oh well, she thought, and slid gently off of George's chest. She stretched, then bent down and gave him a short, sweet kiss on the cheek.
"Love you," and she hurried quietly up the stairs to her waiting bed.
The whole room seemed to breathe, all of the girls sleeping except her. Even Katie and Angelina were back. Alicia pulled off George's sweatshirt and set it in her trunk. She grabbed a pair of red plaid pj pants and a black spaghetti strap shirt out of it, put them on, and crawled into her bed, pleasant dreams awaiting.
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George woke up about an hour after Alicia had left, when he fell onto the floor with a small thud.
"OW, dammit!!"
He realized Alicia was gone, then shrugged. He would be with her soon enough. Yawning widely, he made his way up to the boys' dormitories and listened for the sound of Fred's even breathing. It was there, but oddly loud, and uneven. So his twin was still awake.
"Never did quite learn how to pull it off, didja?" He whispered as he reached his trunk.
"Heh. No, I guess not," came Fred's answer as the hangings on his four-poster parted. "So, you two finally hooked up, eh?"
George smiled as he undressed. "Yes we did, dear brother."
"Lovely. Angie says Alicia's been dying to ask you out, but she couldn't summon up the courage. Guess that make two of you."
"Guess it does."
" *yawwwwwwwn* I'm going back to sleep now…We'll have a bit of a party tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, that'd be perfect," George replied with a happy grin. Today had been a…so-so day, but a (to put it in Ron's words) bloody wicked night. The smile stayed on his lips as he sank into his bed to dream of his beloved Alicia.
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The next day was the Wednesday before end of term. When George finally had dragged himself from bed, gotten dressed, ran a comb through his hair, and gotten downstairs, the entire gang was waiting for him.
"George, mate, we thought you had forgotten about us!" called Lee Jordan, he and Fred's best friend.
"Yeah, I'd have thought you'd want to see your dear Alicia first thing in the morning…"
"Oh you two, be quiet. Good morning, George."
"Good morning to you too, Leesh," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her playfully on the cheek.
"We were going to breakfast now, if you two want to come…"
"Of course we are, Fred."
"Well then we'd best be off. Godspeed, my friends."
Fred, George, Alicia, Angelina, Katie, and Lee left the Gryffindor common room smiling, chatting about Quidditch, classes, the Triwizard tournament, and pranking.
"I say we remove that Unbreakable Braking Charm on Oliver's broom. That'll teach him to bore us to death with pep talks.
"They're actually quite informative…Old Oliver's got some decent plays, if you bother to listen."
"Oh hush up Angelina. You're beginning to sound like Hermione…"
They entered the Great Hall for an energetic, fast breakfast.
"That was a rather fast break," commented Lee as they hurried to their classes.
"Oh Lee," said Katie with a smile, and pulled him into a public snogging session before he entered the Charms room.
George and Alicia were also parting for their separate classes.
"See you later then."
"Love you, Leesh."
"Love you too," she answered, just before he pulled her into one of his spicy sweet kisses. They then turned to their different classes.
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That night, the girls had dragged Lee to a studying session in the library, while the twins walked around the castle talking about "top-secret plans." These "plans" were actually ways for them to get their gold from Ludo Bagman, who owed them thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, and three Knuts, for a bet made at the Quidditch World Cup. They weren't doing too well.
The boys walked for awhile, then decided to head back to the common room to ask Ron if they could borrow Pigwidgeon so they could mail Bagman a blackmail letter. The first thing they heard was Hermione telling Harry to work on his Triwizard clue.
"Leave him alone, Hermione, he's earned a bit of a break," Ron said as the card castle in front of him blew up.
"Nice look, Ron…go well with your dress robes, that will," said George with a grin. He had noticed Alicia chatting with Angelina near the fire. The twins sat down next to Harry.
"Ron, can we borrow Pigwidgeon?" he asked.
"No, he's off delivering a letter. Why?"
"Because George wants to invite him to the ball," Fred answered sarcastically. George noticed Alicia's smile grow wider as she chatted.
"Because we want to send a letter, you stupid great prat," said George.
"Who d'you two keep writing to, eh?" said Ron.
"Nose out, Ron, or I'll burn that for you too," said Fred. "So, have you two got dates for the ball yet?"
"Nope," replied Ron.
"Well, you'd better hurry up, mate, or all the good ones will be taken," said Fred.
"Who're you going with, then?"
"Angelina," Fred answered instantly.
"What? You've already asked her?"
"Good point. Oi! Angelina!"
Angelina broke her conversation with Alicia to yell, "What?"
"Want to come to the ball with me?"
"All right, then," she answered, returning to her conversation with Alicia grinning slightly.
"There you go," Fred told Harry and Ron, "piece of cake."
He stood up from the chair, yawning, "We'd better use a school owl then, George, come on…" and they both left to the Owlery, to mail Bagman's letter.
They returned to the common room later, slightly troubled, as they didn't think Bagman would respond, or, for that matter, care. Oh well, thought George sleepily, it's worth a shot.
Fred yawned his good night to the almost empty room, just after kissing Angelina good night. George walked over to Alicia, grinning tiredly.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and looked into her eyes.
"Pleasant dreams, angel cake."
She smiled and blushed slightly.
"You too," she said as they kissed each other, long and sweet, drinking in each other's scents. They then left each other to go to their dormitories and sleep.