Sorry about the ridiculous wait, thanks for those who stuck with me! Here's the next chapter. It's a little disjointed, but it hopefully elaborates a bit more on their relationship. Thanks! xx

The last to fall asleep and the first to wake. At the tender age of seven, Alicia would explain to her parents that she simply had more important things to do than sleep. Important things such as building fortresses at the beach, or conducting "professional" interviews with her slightly famous uncle (he had been a top wizard radio commentator back in his day). Alicia's mum used to say that her daughter's energy and excitement would dwindle only on the day that her imagination did.

And here she was, a decade later, awaking from five hours of sleep. Alicia couldn't help the grin that spread over her face at the memory of last night. She looked over at George, quite unattractive in his deep slumber, his mouth gaped open and omitting a faint snore.

She loved that boy. He was her best friend, her confidante, her solace. And now she had…slept with him. The reality of that grisly fact settled in, and Alicia's smile wiped off her face. What would this mean? Would she mean less to him? Or worse, would she mean more? They couldn't date—George was far too important to her for that. She didn't want a relationship with him. Relationships have expiration dates; they end in break ups.

George rolled over in his sleep and lazily draped his arm around Alicia, drawing her closer to him. Alicia smiled again. No, they would be okay. They'd always be okay. She just had to make sure this didn't happen anymore.

Alicia looked at the clock next to George's bed, which stupidly declared that it was 76:24 A.M. She rolled her eyes. Of course George would have such a useless clock. It would probably shoot fireworks or something in a couple of hours. She gently placed his arm by his side and crept out of the room.

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"You did WHAT?"

Alicia blushed at Angelina's scorn. "I know, I really shouldn't ha—"

"Leesh, it's wonderful! I mean, it's about bloody time you two—"

Alicia sighed. Scorn would have been easier to handle. "No, no, we're not together or anything. It was a one-time thing, really."

Angelina burst into laughter, which Alicia responded to with a look of impatience. "If you've had your amusement, I'm going to take a shower now."

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George groaned as his clock shot wake-up fireworks in the air. He instinctively reached for Alicia, smiling proudly at what had happened last night. He frowned when he realized she had left.

"Oi, charming twin brother, what lady friend of yours oh-so-subtly tripped over my bed this morning?"

George stretched, laughing into his pillow. "You're sitting down, right?"

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As George entered the Great Hall, he noticed Professor Umbridge walking right in his direction. With Umbridge, it had been hate at first sight, and although they had only been in class for a week, he and his brother greatly enjoyed bothering this plump, pink bundle of a woman. Today George, being in high spirits due to his activities with his favorite female the night prior, gave Umbridge a beaming smile followed by a signature wink. Fred, who was walking at his side, blew her a kiss.

As they slid into their usual seats, the twins were confronted with a very amused looking Angelina. Katie was openly laughing into her bowl of cereal. Only Alicia lacked an expression of humor as she focused rather intently on her potions booklet.

"Hey!" Fred said excitedly. "I think I know what's so funny! George visited Alicia's chamber of secrets last night!"

"—had a one-on-one match of Quidditch with Alicia in his bed!" added Lee, who had just arrived at the table. Fred and Lee high fived.

Alicia scowled into her textbook as George rolled his eyes.

"So you're official now, right?" asked Katie after wiping tears of laughter.

"No!" George and Alicia said simultaneously.

George kept going. "I wouldn't date Alicia if we were the last two people alive! In fact, I would rather gauge my eyes out. It's absolutely disgusting to stomach. I don't know what the matter is with you bunch." George followed his soliloquy by retching into his goblet.

Silence ensued.

Alicia cocked her head to the side, not too sure what to make of George's rather insulting declaration. She cleared her throat. "Okay. Well then, on that note, I think I'm going to head on to class, or Snape might gauge my eyes out."

As she walked away, Lee nudged George in the ribs. "You really know how to charm the ladies, mate."

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After potions, George dragged Alicia aside by her elbow.

"Ow! Where are we going?" Alicia sighed as George pushed her into a room. She looked around.

"How do you and Fred always know where to find empty classrooms?"

George only smiled as he tucked the Marauder's map in his pocket. "The Kings of Mischief must know such things, foolish girl."

Alicia rolled her eyes. "George, I have to meet Patricia Stimpson at the library in ten minutes. What is it? You don't want to shag again, do you?"

George blushed at her comment. He looked down and briefly wondered why there was a burn mark on his left loafer. He looked back up. "Well, I just wanted to apologize for the comments I made at breakfast today. You know, about the eye gauging and all that business."

Alicia looked confused. "George, you say stuff like that every day."

George avoided Alicia's eyes again. He hated these types of things. "I guess I was just wondering if you were alright with last night and everything. It doesn't feel weird, right?"

Alicia laughed. "Don't be such a girl, George. Of course I'm fine." She nudged him and smiled coyly. "It was very good."

George smiled mischievously and grabbed Alicia's waist.

Alicia straightened out immediately. "But it obviously cannot happen again," she said slowly, although without moving out of George's embrace.

George pulled her tighter. "You understand why it could be a bad idea, right?" he asked, as his hands started roaming down her back.

"O-Of course I understand," Alicia said, her gaze drawing down to George's mouth. His full, soft mouth. It was awfully warm in this empty classroom. Empty, abandoned, easily lockable classroom… She was supposed to meet Patricia in the library to study for…was it Ancient Runes? She had an hour before her next class.

Before Alicia could object, George crashed his mouth onto hers, pushing her against the wall. Alicia moaned and draped her leg over George. She could feel the hardness forming in his pants as he sloppily undid her blouse.

"We can finish this…conversation later," George managed to say as he kissed her neck, moving down to her collarbone.

Alicia closed her eyes as his mouth moved onto her firm, round breasts, smiling slightly as his tongue circled around her nipples. She reached down and unbuttoned George's pants, wrapping her hands around his warm, throbbing flesh. George gasped as she worked her hands up and down.

He pushed her tights down and slowly slid into her.

"George," Alicia whispered, running the back of her hand down his cheek. Her eyes clouded over with lust as he rhythmically pushed into her.

He watched Alicia, her head tilted back in pleasure, her mouth gaping open slightly. He increased his pressure, overcome by her warmth. She wrapped herself around him and grinded against his motions.

George buried his face in the crook of her neck as his legs tightened. "Merlin, Alicia," he groaned as came, flooding him with her tight warmth. She moaned shakily as he released inside of her.

George grinned at Alicia's flushed face, pressing his forehead against hers. "We're absolutely ridiculous, I hope you know that."

They both slid down to the floor, slightly disheveled, but assuredly content.

"Hey, George?" Alicia asked, smirking. "Not even if we were 'the last two people alive?