Wow! Can't thank you all enough for the warm reception of the first chapter. Take this next one as a HUGE thank you for all the love!

Thank yous to all the Followers and Favorite-ers and of course the lovely Reviewers: Binka Fudge, pianomouse, lilyflower49, wisegirl9876, EmmaLerman, and guest.

Binka: Thanks so much! Don't worry too much about George, I just thought that Cedric's death would make the war more real to everyone. And George always seemed a little more serious to me, so I thought he would be slightly more effected.

Here we go!

Fred POV

Fred flopped onto his bed at Grimmauld Place and threw his hands over his face, "I don't know how many more lectures I'll be able to take Georgie."

"Well, we'll just have to keep working on the shop more quietly. And don't let Mum catch you making jokes about not finishing Hogwarts anymore. You know it wouldn't hurt to have the extra Charms and Potions classes anyway." George grabbed a pillow and tossed it toward his twin. With Fred not paying attention, the pillow landed on his chest with a huff.

They had been moved to the dreary London townhouse a week after summer holiday had begun. Dumbledore had suggested the move as a safety measure for the Weasley's. But their Mum had mumbled something about keeping Sirius Black safe and out of trouble as well.

The twins had claimed a room on the fourth floor, a bit further away from the rest of the family, so that they could work in privacy as they attempted to get their budding joke shop off the ground.

Fred sighed, "Yea, alright. But I'll need a distraction if you want me to get through the summer without trying to turn Mum into a teacup or something."

"I'm sure if you torment Ginny enough; she will practically beg for your distraction to come visit," George waited to see if his loosely veiled implication would be caught by his twin.

Fred chuckled, "What are you…" His head shot up and he glared at George, "What is that supposed to mean, dear brother?"

George snorted, "Oh… nothing. Just wanted you to understand that I know… and I will probably poke at you about it all summer to keep myself distracted while we're cooped up in here."

"And what do you think you know, George?"

"Well, Freddie... I believe I know quite a bit actually. I mean… I am your twin; other half, better half in fact. I know how you work, how you think and I know all your tells." George got out of bed and busied himself with organizing the ingredients that they had left over from their last batch of nosebleed nougat, "It wouldn't be very fun if I told you everything right now though; much more fun torturing you with bits of information gradually as we get through the holiday."

Fred smirked thinking that his brother was just bluffing, "You don't really have anything on me…"

"Ah, ye of little faith." George turned to face his twin and took a dramatic sigh, "I know that the day before Diggory's funeral you looked happier than the first time we stepped foot into Zonko's… very unbecoming so soon after a fellow classmate's passing." George's voice trailed off as he walked over to the dresser and pulled a pair of pajamas from a drawer and began to get ready for bed.

"George, Harry gave us a thousand Galleons that night; of course I was a bit chipper. You were too!" Fred forced a laugh from his throat, but he could still feel his ears get a bit warm.

"Yes, but you had a moronic grin on your face before Harry even spoke to us that night. There were rumors flying around the tower about a certain couple… who shall remain nameless… who apparently had decided that they were better off as friends." George didn't even bother looking at his brother; he knew that Fred was probably about the same shade as his hair now.

"You know... I could hex you into next week?" Fred's voice came out a bit more venomous then he had intended. He was embarrassed to say the least; he hadn't admitted it out loud to anyone, not even to himself yet. That moment on the train had plagued his dreams almost every night for the past few weeks, but he still hadn't made himself explicitly spell out what it meant. But here was George insisting that he knew Fred's inner thoughts and he was trying to smoke out the truth, so to speak.

"But you won't do that. You'd miss me too much," George offered a dazzling smile as he fell into his own bed and waited for Fred's retort.

Fred narrowed his eyes at his twin and swallowed with some difficulty, "And what if I owned up to your insinuations?"

"It would probably make my summer less interesting since I wouldn't be able to embarrass you as much. But I'm sure you would feel better. And who knows, maybe I could lend a hand or something," George shrugged as he continued to smile broadly.

There were a few moments of silence while Fred collected his thoughts and decided if he wanted to finally confront the issue head on.

"Well, what if I told you that I fancied Ron's best friend?"

"Really? I had no idea, you liked blokes, Freddie. But I mean Harry is a decent choice... even with him being a bit of a celebrity. He is the boy who lived, after all. Though I'm pretty sure you'll have some competition from Gin…" A pillow went flying at George's face as he quickly gushed to his brother.

"You're a prat George," Fred pulled his one remaining pillow from under his head and placed it over his face so he could yell a bit of frustration out without alerting the rest of the house.

George couldn't help his laughter from filling the room.

"So... are you planning to tell Hermione that you fancy her any time soon?"

Fred didn't know what to say; the blatant question sat between them like a huge elephant.

"Do you think I should?"

George didn't hesitate, even for a second, "You'd be a lucky man if you could convince her to go out with you. And I suppose that she could do much worse than you, Freddie."

"You really are a prat, George…" But Fred was smiling from the small vote of confidence that his twin had given.

And... thoughts? Still intrigued?

Again, I will be updating this one sporadically until I figure out what I want to do with it. Just want to get some opinions.

Please Follow, Favorite and Review and let me know what you think!

***I love Reviews, just fyi. =)

Always,

Misha