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George's point of view.

We were all waiting on the sofa, me, Katie, Fred and Angelina, waiting for Lizzie to come down. We heard shoes on the stone steps as she walked into the common room, we all stood up, ready to leave. My eyes couldn't leave Lizzie though, her light blue dress that rested just above her knees, that seemed to float whenever she walked. She smiled shyly as she walked past, I could tell she was really nervous. I watched the way her hair blonde hair bounced on her shoulder. Then I looked away quickly sending a short guilty look in Katie's direction, all was good, I don't think she noticed.

We arrived at the stairs where Lizzie was meant to be meeting Josh, he was stood in a black tie white shirt and black blazer and trousers, something a muggle would where. He pulled Lizzie in around the waist and kissed her, "You look beautiful." I heard him mutter, she giggled, a sweet innocent voice that left butterflies in my stomach long after.

We had a small feast, I turned and saw that Lizzie, was hardly eating anything but the small amounts of food that Josh enjoyed feeding her. I was pleased to see that she wasn't particularly enjoying it and in the end she just claimed that she was full so he would stop. Fred next to me was having a whale of a time, it was really starting to get on my nerves.

"Ok, spit it out Fred." I confronted him.

"What… The turkey? No way, it's mine. Get your own." Fred replied smartly.

"You know exactly what I'm on about."

"Ah, dear brother. So many things yet to learn." I punched him playfully on the arm.

"Then teach me oh wise one." Fred leaned close to me and whispered in my ear.

"You have a crush."

"With who?"

"You can work that one out for yourself." He grinned, looking all secretive and smug, but I saw his eyes briefly dart in Lizzie's direction. My jaw dropped, Fred winked.

"No I do not."

"Do."

"Love is in the air…" Fred sang "Ow!" I kicked him under the table. I don't fancy Lizzie, I really don't. "Ooh. Someone's protesting a bit much." I glared at Fred and he suddenly became very interested in the conversation that Angelina and Katie were having.

Joshua's point of view.

The dancing was started off by the four champions, then everyone joined in. Lizzie clung tightly to my arm, not wanting to get lost in the crowd. I placed my arm around her waist, smiling gleefully at that Weasley twin, who kept looking at us. She placed her arm on my shoulders and we moved slowly in time to the music. I couldn't help but feel that she wasn't mentally here, she seemed very distance. She wouldn't look me properly in the eye, and when we danced, she looked very bored very quickly.

That Weasley was really beginning to get on my nerves, I ignored him as best as possible. He kept looking away quickly whenever Lizzie looked up, as though he didn't want to be caught. I wanted to march right up to him and show him that she was my girlfriend, not his, but if I did that, I don't think she'd be my girlfriend for much longer.

After the 6th time the Weasley had looked at her, I pulled away from Lizzie slightly. I couldn't help myself he was just getting on my nerves.

"Lizzie," I started. "I love you."

"I love you too, Josh." She hummed back. With that note I swooped down and kissed her, there was something wrong about the kiss though. Really wrong, it didn't show any emotion. Lizzie's lips were stiff, she kissed me back, but she did it as though someone was forcing her to do it. Then it clicked. Me. I was forcing her to. Of course. It made sense, for some reason it didn't disappoint me as much as I expected, probably because I already knew.

"Hey, I'm getting a bit tired now, do you want to sit down and I'll get some drinks?" I asked.

"Yeah ok." She replied kissing me on the cheek before sitting down at a table.

I walked off, to tell Marcus, all about it. I didn't know what to do. I know she didn't want to upset me, she was too shy and polite to refuse.

George's point of view

I saw Lizzie go and sit down by a table and that Dorrow guy walk off. I quickly looked back to Katie and continued dancing to the slow timing of the music. Katie herself did look stunning tonight, she was wearing a long red dress that stopped above her ankles, the bottom of the dress, drifting side to side as we swayed.

"Ok, George why don't you just go and talk to her." Katie pulled away slightly looking me in the eye.

"What? What are you talking about?" I asked her. Automatically thinking of Lizzie.

"Lizzie, you haven't taken your eye off of her all night. Really I don't mind, I kind of knew it all along." She looked in her direction knowingly.

"Fred told you to say that didn't he."

"Maybe. But even if he did I know you do really like her."

"Yeah, as a friend."

"Girlfriend." She laughed, but looked me seriously in the eye, I tried to keep my expression as blank as possible. Fred came up behind me and clapped a hand onto my shoulder.

"I'll sort this little shenanigan. Come with me Georgie." I followed my brother away from the crowd. "You really like her…" He started "Don't deny it. She doesn't like Josh… But don't tell her I said that, she'll kill me. Just talk to her."

"And say what?" I hissed, completely forgetting my plan of protest.

"I don't know. But I know she likes you too."

"Ha. Yeah right." I smiled at the thought.

"You can tell, she told me, that there was nothing wrong with Joshua, and that she couldn't find a reason not to like him… which means, she likes someone else. You."

"Shut up." I snapped. I was left with a tricky decision here, ask her out, and risk her saying no and Fred laughing telling me it was all a joke. Or just leave it, and forever regret it.

"Fine dear brother, anyway, just so you know." He whispered, in my ear. "I didn't say a word." He winked and walked off.

I could always tell when Fred was pulling a prank, but today, I'm not so sure. I looked over to Lizzie, who was sat, looking around for someone to sit with, my overwhelming power to pick her up and hold her close to me had finally won, I summoning all my confidence, and marched towards the small blonde in the blue dress.

Back to no one's point of view.

Lizzie watched as Josh disappeared out of site, and relaxed, relieved that she could be herself for a few minutes. She was getting fed up of acting like she, liked Josh. He was, a perfectly lovely guy, she thought, but something was missing about him. He just wasn't, interesting.

Out of the corner of her eye, Lizzie saw a tall figure, walking hesitantly towards her, with bright ginger hair, and a mischievous grin, it had to be Fred or George. As she turned to make eye contact she noticed that it was George.

"Tired of dancing?" She grinned, making space for him to sit down.

"Not really." George replied. Lizzie noticed a change in the way he was acting, he was shuffling his feet from side to side, and then every now and then opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something before closing it again.

"Then what seems to be the problem?" Lizzie said curiously.

"Well, I was wondering.- I was wondering, if- if you would like to dance with me?"

"Ok!" Lizzie blushed as she replied eagerly. George's nervous face split into a huge grin. Lizzie stood up, and George took her hand and dragged her to the dance floor. He placed a gentle arm around her waist and pulled her in, wrapping one arm around his neck, and the other still holding his hand, they swayed. Lizzie could feel her heart, fluttering with excitement as he held her body close to his. Lizzie embraced his soapy smell for all of a minute before George stopped dancing. Lizzie awoke from her happy trance, and looked up at the red-haired teen stood before her. She let go of his shoulder and turned to see the girl, who she has hated since 2nd year, when they fell out over a miss understanding and things got way out of hand.

"Oh, hello Jodie." Lizzie almost growled. "This is my friend George. George, this is my… err… This is Jodie."

"Hey George." Jodie smiled angelically showing her perfectly straight white teeth. Jodie flicked her short brown, almost ginger hair back.

"Hi Jodie." George smiled back. Lizzie felt a surge of hatred shoot through her body as he did.

"So, Lizzie, are you two…?" Jodie started.

"No. Just friends I assure you. My date's over there." Lizzie cut in, pointing towards the drinks table.

"Oh wonderful." Jodie sighed.

"Have you got a date, Jodie?" George asked.

"No." Jodie sniffed, Lizzie could tell she was just putting a show, to make George dance with her. Lizzie knew she didn't stand a chance now. "W-well, I did. Jamie, but another girl came along. And she was pretty so Jamie chose to dance with her… H-he said, he didn't love me anymore."

"What a git." George exclaimed. "You are pretty, that dress is amazing. Here, I'll dance with you, Lizzie, I think Josh is looking for you. "

"Bless him. Oh I do love Josh." Lizzie tried to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. "Well see you later George." She called back, but Jodie had already embraced him in a huge hug and they were now dancing elegantly to the music. Lizzie crept off, she found Fred leaning casually against a wall, looking approvingly in the direction of a large crowd of 5th Years.

"Hey Fred." Lizzie brought Fred away from his happy daydream.

"Wait, weren't you dancing wi- Where's George?" He asked, apparently surprised.

"Erm, over there, dancing with her."

"Who's she?"

"Oh just an old enemy of mine. You remember Jodie…?"

"Callington?"

"That's the one."

"Has that brother of mine got no brains at all?" Fred spoke, more to himself then to Lizzie. "Thank Merlin, we're only the same in appearance and I don't have that for a brain. If you will excuse me I'm off to sort out a few... problems."

"Bye." Lizzie waved.

Fred's point of view

My twin, is an actual moron. So, thanks to my encouragement I get Lizzie to dance with him, and now he's off dancing with the girl that Lizzie hates. Even Ron would know that, that is a bad thing to do, especially with a temper like hers. I'm not always going to be able to fix his problems.

After speaking to an evidently upset Lizzie, I marched up to George and Jodie, and coughed loudly. They stopped dancing much to Jodie's annoyance.

"Hello Jodie." I smiled falsely.

"Hey Fred." She flicked her hair, it was what she did when she flirted.

"Do you mind if I just speak to George for a minute?"

"Can it wait? My favourite song is about to come on."

"No it's urgent." I declared, and with that she flicked her hair and stalked off.

George was looking at me angrily with his 'what-the-hell-do-you-want?' look. I rolled my eyes and took him out of the crowd of people.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I started, my voice already quite raised.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I finally manage to get Lizzie to dance with you, 5 minutes later she comes up to me all upset, saying that you're dancing with Jodie. You know, that girl she really hates. You better hope she's not annoyed with you." I nagged, but I stopped myself, I was starting to sound like my own mother, not good. I watched as George's face fell.

"They hate each other?"

"Only for 2 years, not a long time or anything." I sighed sarcastically, as George let out a small 'oh'.

"But they were getting on fine… and Jodie said that her boyfriend Jamie, dumped her and was dancing with another girl." George defended his actions. I hit him over the back of his head.

"You really are thick. Last I heard Jamie got a headache and went to stand outside for 5 minutes, came back in saw you two and ran back out, and of course she's going to pretend to be nice to each other. That's what Jodie does, she flirts with guys who have girlfriends and then gets them to go out with her. When she saw you and Lizzie dancing she thought you were going out, because you looked so happy together, but wait, that girl Jodie's hated for ages, is happy? Oh, we can't have that… so she flirted with you, and you fell right into the trap."

"Dammit. What should I do?" I was pleased to hear the sense of panic and urgency in his voice as he glanced over at Lizzie who was talking to Josh.

"Tell her how sorry you are and work it from there, I'll distract Josh for you."

"Thanks." George breathed and waited near Lizzie for me to get him away from her.

"Hey Jodie!" I yelled to a small group of girls. The short on looked at her friends, shrugged and walked towards me.

"What?" She groaned as though I was not worthy of wasting her time.

"You see that guy, Josh over there." I pointed to the blonde boy, sat next to Lizzie. "Lizzie's boyfriend, well he's a little upset because he doesn't really like Lizzie, and he's feeling a bit down because he thinks that nobody else will like him. So, I was wondering if you would dance with him, to cheer him up for a bit."

"Sure!" She tossed her hair and walked over to Josh, at first he looked as though he was going to stay with Lizzie but she made him go. A few minutes later I saw George sit down next to her and the sulky frown that I knew so well appeared on her face.

No one's point of view

Lizzie looked up as a red-headed, guilty looking George sat down next to her. She immediatly looked away from him angrily. He stood up and sat the other side of her, so that she would be looking at him. She turned again. He stood up and followed her head when it turned, pulling faces as he did. He could see her fighting back a laugh. She stuck her bottom lip out in a pout, making her eyes big and round.

"No! Stop it!" George protested. "It looks so adorable. You're making me feel bad."

"Exactly." Lizzie replied sharply. "You knew I hated her. You were there to tell her to leave me alone."

"She looked different!"

"SHE'S PART METAMOPHMGUS OF COURSE SHE LOOKED DIFFERENT."

"That, would be a good explanation. Though she wasn't that horrible to you…"

"You, really don't understand. Anyway why don't you go off and dance with your new girlfriend?"

"Because, I don't like her." George spoke slowly, as though he was thinking about each individual word carefully as he said them. His eyes darted in the direction of Fred, who Lizzie knew was lurking somewhere nearby. "Because… I like someone else." Lizzie could feel her heart racing beneath her rib cage,

"O-oh yes?" She stuttered. She didn't know what to expect, or who she even was anymore. The world around her was suddenly taken away from beneath her feet, but none of that mattered anymore, as long as George was there. He slipped a strong arm around her waist bringing her close, moving the hair from out of her eyes, with the other hand. His lips barely brushed hers, but before she knew it, she had her arms around his neck, and she was kissing him back. They broke apart, Lizzie blushed and grinned up at him.

"Guess who?" He winked, grinning at the effect of the red faced girl sat in front of him.

"Snape?" She giggled, then screwed up her face in disgust at the thought.

"Of course, I couldn't bear to part with darling Sev."

"I knew it." Fred came up behind Lizzie making her jump and bush even more. "I told you that you would soon find out why my brother was acting like a moron."

"I wasn't!" George frowned.

"Yeah you were, you wouldn't play any proper pranks for ages."

"Well, maybe we should make up for lost time."

"I like your thinking. What do you have in mind?" The two brothers put their heads together and started discussing quietly, Lizzie, feeling left out joined the huddle, they soon stood up and got ready. Fred strolled over to the small girl, unlucky for her, she couldn't tell who was George, and who was Fred.

"Sorry about that Jodie, Lizzie was looking lonely, and you know how annoying she gets when she's upset."

"Tell me about it." She groaned. "I had to grow up with it. So George, are you ready to dance again?"

"I was born ready." Fred winked, and spun Jodie around. She was clearly enjoying herself. After a couple of dances, Fred stopped dancing and said that he needed a drink, and he would get her one too. Seconds after Fred was out of Jodie's eye sight, George came with the drinks. Jodie had barley sat down when George embraced her in a huge hug.

"That was quick!" She exclaimed.

"I know, and I missed you already." George kissed her hand and handed her a drink. "Whoops!" George spilt his drink down his front, now this could easily be cleared up by magic, but that wasn't part of the plan. "Oh no! I'll be back in a sec, I just need to clean up." George stood up and walked in the direction of the bathroom, but tuned as he got out of site, waved his wand and his robes were clean again. Fred walked back up to Jodie.

"Much better." He sighed, and stretched his arms out and rested them on Jodie's shoulders.

"Wow, you must really miss me, George." The girl laughed.

"Oh look its my darling brother. HEY GEORGE!" Fred called out. Together Lizzie and George walked towards Fred and Jodie... "Oh, Hey Fred." Lizzie grinned, containing her laugh as she saw Jodie's confused face.

"You mean George." Jodie corrected her.

"No, she meant Fred. Because that is who I am. Fred."

"What?"

"This is George." Lizzie said in a knowing voice.

"But, wait- you mean?"

"We mean that I am George." George grinned.

"And I am Fred."

"No, I'm Fred." George corrected, the mischievous twinkle in George's eye had returned after so long.

"And I'm George."

"Yes, wait no. You're Fred and I'm George."

Lizzie could see that Jodie was confused enough, she thought she was doing well to keep a straight face, she knew Jodie very well from the years as children that they were friends. She could guess her reaction quite accurately, she thought.

"I'm sorry, Jodie. Is this a bit confusing for you? I guess you'll just have to choose which one you think is George. If you really love him, you would know." Lizzie looked at Jodie with innocent eyes.

"I see what this is," She groaned. Blushing beetroot red with embarrassment, "Which one of you is actually George?"

"I am." George stepped forward, taking Lizzie's hand.

"Ah." Lizzie could tell by the look on Jodie's face, that she would like nothing more then for the floor to open up, so she could fall into it and forget what just happened. "Very funny." She glared in Lizzie's direction. "I bet this was your idea, wasn't it?" She spat.

"You may find this surprising, but it was actually-" Lizzie smirked.

"Fred." George interrupted. With a grumbled 'thanks' by Fred. It was actually George's idea, so Lizzie sent a 'Ha' face in Fred's direction, because now he has to take the blame.

"Well, very funny. I really can't stop laughing. My sides are aching, tears streaming. WHAT SORT OF JOKE WAS THAT?" Jodie yelled sarcastically. Normally Lizzie would have walked off, through fear of actually fighting, but Fred and George standing either side of her gave her great confidence.

"Well, we found it funny, so I should say a particularly good one." Lizzie replied.

"You think that you're all cool now because you got a new boyfriend. But guess what? JOSH DOESN'T LIKE YOU!"

"Thank God, I thought he was never going to go away." Lizzie sighed.

"Wha-?" Jodie really looked confused now. Lizzie turned to look at George and he kissed her, Lizzie still couldn't get over the wonderful feeling of electricity shooting through her body when he kissed her, or held her hand…

"Explain anything?" Lizzie smirked once they had parted.

"That, is it." Jodie whispered. Taking a step towards Lizzie. Lizzie let go or George's hand and stepped forwards too. "I have had enough of you. ENOUGH. I have tried to be nice, to be polite-"

"If that's her being nice I'd hate to see her on a bad day." George interrupted loudly, talking to his twin.

"Well George, I think we're about to find out." Fred replied equally as loud.

"And you, Elizabeth, are about to find out what happens when somebody really crosses the line." Jodie lifted her hand high above her, clenched her fist and punched Lizzie hard in the face, missing her eye by millimetres. Lizzie recovered herself quickly and pushed Jodie whilst tripping her up. Jodie fell to the floor with an unflattering thump. Jodie stood up and threw herself at Lizzie grabbing as much hair as she could reach. George pulled Lizzie away and Fred grabbed hold of Jodie, and they waited until the two girs had calmed down enough to stop fighting.

George hugged Lizzie as she shook with anger, whilst George let go of Jodie cautiously and she huffed and glared at each of them in turn and then stalked off.

"Why don't I get girls fighting over me?" Fred asked he seemed to be disappointed at this.

"Because dear brother, I'm afraid to say you aren't even half as good looking as me." George replied.


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