Sorry it took me so long to update it, I was having trouble writing it. I got really stuck, hence the rubbish ending, but I felt that I couldn't think of anything better. Enjoy.

After Jodie stormed off, Lizzie didn't think that she could ever had felt any better about herself. George took her hand and looked happily down at her, Lizzie felt as though her heart was swelling with happiness inside her chest. It deflated a little when she realised that she hadn't seen Josh for a while. "What's up?" He asked noticing Lizzie's change in expression.

"Where's Josh? He doesn't know about, the um…" Lizzie stopped the sentence, but they all knew what she meant.

"Ah. Well this is going to be awkward…" Fred grinned, Lizzie groaned she knew what was coming next. "Lets go find him."

"What do I say? Fred what should I do. You can't come! It will make him feel worse. I'm really nervous, and I'm rambling."

"Look there he is! You'll be fine." Fred extended an arm around Lizzie's shoulders and gave a shove towards Josh.

"Umm hey." Lizzie spoke, a little too quietly for Josh to hear, but he could tell what she had said because he saw her lips move.

"Hi." He smiled awkwardly. "I can guess why you're here. It's ok. I kind of knew you liked him the whole time."

"I'm really sorry Josh. Believe me when I say that I didn't even know until he, well…" The painful silence that followed was shortly broken by Lizzie, she wanted to get it over and done with as quickly as possible."I guess I could say we can still be friends, but it's kind of a meaningless phrase now. I understand if you don't want to talk to me ever again."

"Good. 'Cause my new Girlfriend wouldn't approve of it." As Josh said that he smiled angelically as none other than Jodie skipped up and smothered Josh in kisses. Lizzie couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance hit her, she smirked as Jodie smiled at Lizzie as if to say 'Ha I got your boyfriend'. Lizzie walked passed the couple, brushing lightly past Jodie's shoulder, she whispered quietly,

"If you're trying to make me jealous it won't work, I have the man I want." With that note Lizzie ran back to George, she stood directly in front of him and laughed, "He's going out with Jodie." She giggled.

"Are you okay then?" George asked, he knew that Lizzie got very over reactive and can take things a little too personally.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Lizzie reassured him. "Well, I am kind of annoyed that he's out with her, but I can't blame him. If it was him who had done that to me, I would be trying every possible method to upset me."

"True." George chuckled.

Fred walked up and placed a hand on George's shoulder, "Finally, the slow rubbish is over for a bit. Some decent music. Thank Merlin."

"I hate disco music. Can't dance if my life depended on it." Lizzie complained. But as she saw Jodie with Josh dancing like she was queen, Lizzie suddenly felt a surge of angry electricity surge through her. "But I'll give it a go."

Lizzie decided on just jumping up and down in time to the music was enough, as she couldn't think of anything else to do.

"You know, I think I'm just going to sit down with Harry for a bit." Lizzie decided, she didn't want to dance anymore, she was getting tired.

"Okay, I'll join you in a bit." George replied. He turned to Fred and they held hands and started spinning together, Lizzie sighed and rolled her eyes, and then smiled at Harry.

"You okay?" She asked politely.

"Yeah I'm good. Never really got the hang of these type of things." He chuckled.

"I know what you mean." Lizzie grinned. "Already lost a boyfriend, been kissed by another boy, and danced with him instead, oh and I got into a fight. Hence the state of my hair."

Harry laughed, "Your being serious?" He realised she was as he saw send a quick glance in George's direction then in the direction of a girl dancing with Joshua. "Busy night then?"

"I guess I could say that."

"I don't get up to much though, mainly just fighting Dragons, me." Harry grinned.

George walked up to Lizzie and sat next to her, and smiled at Harry who sent a smug look in his direction.

"I thought you told Fred that you didn't fancy her." Harry smirked.

"Yeah, well I lied. Didn't I." George snapped. Lizzie leant her head on his shoulder and giggled softly.

"Talking of Fred, where is he?" Lizzie asked.

"Busy looking for alcohol. He said he's going to try and get drunk on butterbeer." George replied.

"That is going to be a hell of a lot of butterbeer." Lizzie had images of Fred running across the great hall, a glass of beer in his right hand and a bottle in his left and falling about over the place. Wait, they weren't images. "FRED!" She yelled her voice full of astonishment.

"Beer all round." Fred sloshed beer down his front giddily.

"What exactly is it?" Lizzie asked.

"Err… I think it's firewhisky. I can't really remember."

"How did you get it?" George interrupted, helping himself to a swig. "You didn't have enough time to go to the three broomsticks."

"I just summoned them. And as I muttered the spell, a bottle of beer came flying towards me. Y'know… woooo." He held the bottle out and showed the action of it flying.

"Fred, if I were you, I wouldn't walk around the school with a bottle of beer in your hand." Lizzie warned. "The teachers might just notice."

"Good point." Fred slurred, and with that note he lifted the bottle of beer and poured the whole lot into his mouth, dribbling slightly, then he grabbed the cup from George and then drained the remnants of the glass. "There. Now it's just an empty glass." And with that he fell to the floor with a surprisingly quiet thud.

"Water!" Harry demanded. Jodie walked past and grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"So, your boyfriends an alcoholic as well?" She smirked.

"That's Fred you thick cow." Lizzie pulled away, and turned to Fred.

She pointed her wand at Fred's face and cast the Argumenti charm; water shot out of the wand tip, Fred gurgled and spluttered, Lizzie lowered her wand as he stood up.

"What in the name of Merlin was that for?" He screamed.

"Well, you got drunk, by draining a whole bottle minus a mouthful, of firewhisky, then passed out." George grinned.

"So she tried to drown me?" Fred exclaimed.

"I didn't drown you… I just-" Lizzie protested.

"Threw a load of water over my head, causing you to almost drown me?"

"Well… yeah."

Fred pouted in mock sadness, he looked positively cute, his red hair sticking to his pale freckle filled face. Water dripping off the end of his long nose, he grinned the crooked smile, that Lizzie knew so well from George.

"N'aww, sorry Freddie." Lizzie cast a drying charm over him and gave him a hug. "Better?"

"I guess…" He laughed.

Hermione rushed over to the four of them and groaned at the sight of them, Fred, holding a broken glass, Lizzie, hair a mess, and George, with a ripped sleeve and blood trickling down his arm.

"What happened?" She asked, but immediately regretted it as Lizzie, Fred and George started talking all at once. "Ok, I don't need to know." She handed George a tissue to clean up his arm, she opened her little purse and pulled out what looked like a can of hairspray, it said 'Maisy's magical miracle, for hair." She sprayed it lightly over Lizzie's head and it went back to the wavy, soft state it was in before the fight. Then she fixed the glass in Fred's hand, fixed the bottle and then vanished it.

"I hadn't finished!" Fred complained.

"By the state of you, I think you've had more than enough." Hermione said.

"Greedy pig, I hardly got anything!" George accused his twin.

"Well, I got it so I should drink it."

"I think you did drink all of it," George grinned.

They all laughed, as Fred sat down and stuck his bottom lip out, George hit him across the back of his head, "Come on now you're sober again, lets continue dancing." Fred stood up and stumbled a little and then looked back at the floor where he tripped, and glared at it evilly. "Ok, moderately sober." George concluded.

"Coming?" Lizzie turned back to ask Hermione and Harry as George took her arm and started dragging her away, they shook their heads and Lizzie decided to stop allowing herself to be dragged, and she stopped dead, this idea, however, did not go very well, as the twins are taller than her by miles. George grabbed her around her waist and picked her up, she laughed and then screamed at George to put her down. He ignored her, but she could feel the bottom of her dress rising up as she started to slip down, she sent a hard kick at George's shin and he dropped her. She landed a little wobbly on the ground, but she didn't actually fall over.

"OW! Was that really necessary?" George asked rubbing his shin.

"Probably not, but you wouldn't put me down and the bottom of my dress was rising." Lizzie blushed.

George's cheeks went a dark shade of red, they both looked towards Fred who was doubled over, tears pouring from his eyes, he placed a hand on Lizzie's and George's shoulders. "Of all the people who were to get together it really is a blessing for it to be you two."

"We are keeping you away from the alcohol next time." George decided pouring what looked like a small flask of diluted unicorn blood; into Fred's mouth. Lizzie opened her mouth to ask what it was, but George had already foreseen the question. "Oh, me and Fred managed to invent some form of sobering potion, best to always keep some with us, we decided. Just in case something like this happens." He turned to the limp Fred now in his arms. "Give him 5 minutes, he'll be back to normal. Help me take him to a chair."

Lizzie pulled Fred's arm over her shoulder and dragged him to the chair and sat him down. Lizzie sat next to him, and waited for him to wake up. She used it as her excuse not to dance, she despised the cheesy Christmas songs which were now being played.

"Salashe the red winged thestral…" Fred started to sing in a muffled voice.

"Had a very shiny wing." Lizzie and George joined in.

After their little sing-song, Fred had fully recovered and had been joined by a sour looking Angelina. She scowled at him, looking at Lizzie… then Fred realised what she was so upset about.

"WHOA! Ange, you didn't think me and she-?" Fred started to chuckle.

"I saw with my very own eyes. "Angelina almost growled through gritted teeth.

"NO! That was George! It's her and George. George." He snorted with laughter. Angelina blushed bright red, looking very embarrassed.

"Sorry." She mumbled, then looked up and realised that George and Lizzie were holding hands. "Well, in that case then, congrats." She hugged Lizzie, and nodded at George.

"Thanks!" Lizzie said brightly.

After another 10 minutes of the fast music, the announcer called out "Okay Folks! Last dance coming up! Grab your partners and lets go!"

Lizzie's stomach flipped excitedly, this is the dance she'd been waiting for. She stood up beside George, he held out his hand she took it, as calmly as she could manage, her heart beating furiously. He led her into the crowd of people. Lizzie looked up at George, just looking at him made her feel al warm inside, his bright blue eyes, with a burning flame within them, the mischievous twinkle was easy to detect. Lizzie then moved her gaze to focus on his hair, bright ginger, scruffy but it was so carelessly ruffled, it looked soft and fluffy at the same time. His freckles, like her own, looked as though you could draw pictures by joining them up. She had never looked at George like that before, but she thought that it was just about time.

George placed a hand firmly on her waist and held her other one in his hand. She placed the arm that wasn't in his, around his neck and they swayed to the music. George let go of Lizzie's hand and placed both hands around her waist, so she moved her hands to around his neck, he lifted her up into the air, and spun her around. He put her lightly back down on the ground, and she kept her arms wrapped around his neck, they continued to sway to the music.

Lizzie no longer cared that Fred was probably watching, or the fact that he was almost certainly laughing at them, she had George, and if George didn't care then neither did she. The song went on for hours, she was sure of it, not that it mattered. When the song had finished Lizzie rested her forehead on his head and closed her eyes, George moved his head slightly and gently pushed his lips to hers. Her heart skipped a beat and then to make up for it, started racing so fast, she was surprised she couldn't hear a hum.

"Party's over guys." Fred interrupted impatiently, as the two parted and locked hands.

"That is the first time I've heard you say that. I thought your aim in life was to create everlasting Parties, that last until the teachers tell us off for making too much noise." Lizzie smirked.

"Yeah, well, that's the wrong sort of party. I thought I was going to throw up."

"I told you not to drink the beer." George impersonating his mothers voice.

"Not from the drinking, you two were being all… urgh."

"You have no one but yourself to blame." Lizzie told him it a matter-of-fact tone of voice.

"…Shut up."

"You."

"I said it first!"

"I thought it first."

"No you didn't."

"Yeah I did."

"GUYS! SHUT UP!" George yelled at them, the three of them burst out laughing.

"…No, you." Fred winked.

"I said it first!" George grinned.

"Oh here we go…" Lizzie rolled her eyes, but her comment was ignored as the twins continued to argue all the way up to the common room. Lizzie told the password to an incredibly grumpy fat lady, she was getting fed up of students running in and out of the common room. Lizzie sat down on the sofa along with Fred and George, she leant her head on George's shoulder as he placed an arm around her waist.

"I never did tell you how beautiful you looked tonight." George smiled down at her.

"Well I thought you looked terrible." Lizzie joked.

"Thank god! Please don't go all soppy." Fred whined.

"Nah, joking, you looked amazing as always." Lizzie looked up at George.

"Pass me a bucket. Quick." Fred said even louder.

"I love you." George brushed a hand across her cheek.

"I'm off. See you guys in the morning." Fred looked disgusted at his brothers behaviour.

"Bye!" Lizzie and George called behind him. They watched as Fred disappeared into the boys dormitory. "Success!" They laughed and gave each other a high five.

"Didn't think he was ever going to leave." George sounded relieved. They both loved Fred but they knew that now that they were together they would never be able to talk properly or hold hands or anything without being teased by Fred.

"Well that was… Interesting." Lizzie thought aloud.

"Tell me about it. Didn't expect you to put up a fight like that."

"Me neither, though my cheek still hurts from when she punched me." Lizzie lifted an arm subconsciously to her cheek, George pulled it away to have a look. He kissed the beginnings of the bruise.

"Don't muggles always say to kiss it better?" He winked.

"Yeah, I guess." Lizzie grinned, "It makes it worth the injury."

"I'd rather you weren't hurt though." George said seriously before holding her face in her hands, as she sat up and looked into her bright eyes, and leant forwards, and pushed his lips to hers, she closed her eyes, and leant further towards him, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he moved his hands to her hair and started to twirl it around his fingers. They parted for breath and as Lizzie grinned widely, she looked at George and then pinched her arm harshly.

"Ow!" She yelped, now rubbing her arm.

"Why did you do that?" George looked at her as though she was crazy, but laughed at the same time.

"Well, it's all too good be true." Lizzie blushed happily.

And indeed it was too good for Lizzie, something had to change… right?

Well as always, please review, I really appreciate them. Let me know if you want a 5th chapter or not, I have a small idea of what I should do…

I don't think this chapter was a good as the rest, sorry the ending isn't as good as it could be, but it was all I could think of putting. If you can think of a better way to improve it, please let me know! :D