A/N: *cue trumpets* I bring thee another installment. Thanks for the reviews, keep it coming! (If it weren't for those I wouldn't have posted.)

After dinner, the gang went up to the common room.

"I hate being in 7th year..." said George, taking a recliner near the firplace. I sat on edge of the sofa, with Fred to my right and Ron on his right.

"Hey, we have O.W.L.'s to study for!" said Harry.

"I have to start studying if I'm going to pass..." stated Hermione, dashing to our dorm. "Goodnight everyone!"

"Night Hermione!" We all said in unison. Fred put his arm around me and I looked down, blushing.

"Let me just get my iPod..." I said as I ran up the stairs to my room. (Dumbledore allowed me to bring my iPod since I was Head Girl. He helped me charm it so that it wouldn't get wonky when it's exposed to high levels of magic.)

-Fred's POV-

"Let me just get my iPod..." said Bella as she ran up to her dorm. I watched her gracefully go upstairs until George took her place and nudged me on the ribs.

"What?" I said.

"Mate, I need to talk to you." he said and dragged me away from Harry and Ron. "I know you like her."

I looked at him with disbelief. "No, I don't!"

"Don't be so defensive, you're my twin! I know better than anyone else!"

"Well,"

"See! I told you! You do like her! Well, I don't blame you... you're not the only one."

"Don't tell her, okay?"

"Why not?"

"Because I'm sure she doesn't-"

"I'm sure she likes you the same way! She's always giddy whenever you're around!"

"But a whole lot of other guys like her too!" I stated, realizing that I was so loud and other people were already looking at us. "Sorry..." I quietly said. It ached me thinking I wouldn't be her first kiss. (Her family was very conservative.)

"Look, don't tell this to anyone, okay?" George said quietly and watchful if anybody was eavesdropping. I nodded. "She likes you too. I asked her and she said yes."

"But how did you-" I was interrupted as I saw Bella descending the stairs carefully, iPod at hand.

"I'll tell you when we get to our room. Right now, let's talk with them and have fun, okay?" I nodded again.

-End of Fred's POV-

I ran up the stairs carefully to my dorm. As I entered, Ginny, Katie and Alicia were already asleep. Hermione came out of the bathroom and went to her study desk. "Are you seriously going to study for O.W.L.'s now? The term just started!" I said quietly as Hermione flipped through the pages of her book.

"Yes. I don't want to fail anything! I suggest you shower already while the bathroom is still warm." she also stated quietly.

I rolled my eyes and went to shower. I came out of the bathroom wrapped in my towel. I walked to my trunk and grabbed some pajamas and my sleeping robes. I changed, grabbed my iPod and walked out of the room. Before I descended the stairs, I tied the strings of my robes tightly around my waist. As I was halfway down the stairs, I noticed Fred and George were separated from Harry and Ron, talking in a corner. I sat down at the edge of the couch again, putting on my headphones. I started playing my favorite song.

"What song are you listening to, love?" asked George, sitting again on the recliner.

"Is this your all-time favorite song?" asked Fred, resuming his position beside me with his arm around me.

"Would you know?" I asked the twins.

"Uhhhhh..." said George, staring into space.

"She Will Be Loved, perhaps?" stated Fred, as if it were the easiest question to answer.

"How did you-? She always changes her favorite song each week or something." said Harry.

I removed my earphones and I also looked questioningly at him and he blushed. I wondered. Impossible for him to remember, unless... These thoughts wandered around my mind, looking for the answer. Fred removed his arm from around me and looked embarrassed.

"Uhh... Lucky guess?" He said.

"Hmmmm," I said quietly, trying to change the subject. "Wanna tell some jokes?"

"Sure." said Harry, yawning.

I replied. "Me first. Ummmm...What do you get when you pass a vampire and a live snowman?"

They wondered for a moment before George asked, "What?"

"A frostbite!" I said, and they all thought it was funny. We shared a few other jokes before George said,

"Let's play spin the bottle."

"No way! I'm the only girl!" I protested.

"Then let's just spin a bottle and then say something that should impress you."

"Like a pick-up line?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Uh...a-alright..." I stuttered. George got an empty bottle of butterbeer and spun it. It landed on Fred.

"Uhhhh... Lemme think..." Fred thought for a bit. "Are you a keyboard?"

"Uhh... No..." I said.

"Because you're my type!" He said, laughing airily.

"Nice one." Ron laughed.

"Lame, though." said Harry.

"At least it worked." said George, looking at my blushing-and-laughing-really-hard form.

I stopped and saw that they were all looking at me. "Hey, it was lame, but it also was cute." I said.

The night was great and we talked about more great things until we were all sleepy and went to bed.