Chapter Three

Gwen felt warm and safe. She had not felt this way since she gave her brother a hug before he entered the maze. She also felt completely rested. She knew it would last; that this was just a dream and she would wake alone and exhausted. She didn't dare open her eyes; she never wanted this feeling to go away because this feeling meant Cedric wasn't dead and she wasn't pitied.

As she laid there, eyes closed, she felt a movement and a small amount of weight on her hip. She was on her side against a wall, a very warm wall. What is going on? Where I am? She thought. She began to think about what happened before she went to sleep. She remembered waking in the early morning and walking around the grounds taking pictures. She remembered arriving at the Room of Requirement and feeling guilty for feeling happy while she took photos.

Fred and George; she remembered them coming in to her crying, seeing her at her weakest point and just being there for her.

Slowly, Gwen opened her eyes to see George. That meant Fred was behind her. They were both holding her like she would disappear if they let go. She considered trying to get up, but realized she really didn't want to. She felt safe and comfortable so she sank farther into the bed and between the twins.

"Good morning, Gwen," said a voice from behind her.

"Good morning, Fred," Gwen said as she attempted to turn to face him. She was unsuccessful. All she managed to do was cause George to pull her closer to him.

"And how do you know I'm Fred?" He had a small amount of mirth in his voice. He pulled Gwen closer to him, which finally woke George.

"Fred, learn to share," George said sleepily. He didn't open his eyes, but Gwen knew he was awake.

"Well, that helps me know you're Fred, plus you have a freckle direct beneath your left eye, while George does not. Have you ever noticed that I have never called you your brother's name?" Gwen felt a bulge in her back and it made her blush. She knew males had no control over their privates but she never expected to feel a man's arousal; just like she never thought she would be pressed between two gorgeous red heads who apparently suffered from the very same affliction when they woke.

"I guess I never thought of it. What about you Georgie?"

George opened his eyes and looked at Gwen, saying "Doesn't really matter to me. I love the fact that she never calls me Fred."

Gwen blushed again. These pranksters where definitely getting under her skin and she wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing yet. Sure the three of them had always been friends, but Gwen got the feeling that they each wanted more from her. Gwen tried to get out of bed only to be pinned down by two sets of strong arms.

"Let me up, please."

"Now why would we do a thing like that?" Fred

"Yeah, we happen to be very comfortable." George

"I need to get up." Gwen needed to use the ladies room and really didn't want to explain that to them. There were just something's that Gwen preferred to keep private; even if she was in bed with two gorgeous guys who were clearly unabashed about the fact that their arousals were pressed against her.

"Why?" George asked, looking at her closely. He had never really looked at her as anything more than a friend. He and Fred both knew that Cedric would have stupefied anyone who came close to his sister. Gwen was a beautiful young woman. As George looked at her he realized that he really liked her and wanted her to like him back, but he knew he would have to respect not only her but her brother's memory. Gwen was special and deserved to be treated as such. He let her go and rolled out of bed himself, adjusting as he rolled.

Gwen jumped up and ran to the bathroom, almost tripping on her shoes.

"George, what was that about? Why did you let her up?" Fred

"I like her Fred. I mean really like her and I just realized that in order for her to even begin to like me I have to respect Cedric's memory and that means treating her like the beautiful lady she is."

"Wow…this is a bit awkward, Georgie. I like her too."

The twins could hear the shower start and Gwen singing a little tune, though they had never heard it before, probably a muggle song.

"What do we do? We can't both have her as our girlfriend and if only one of us does then it's not fair to the other." Fred

"We'll just be her friend. You're right when you say it wouldn't be fair for one of us to date her when both of us like her. She needs us as friends more than she needs a boyfriend anyways." George

"Okay, agreed." Fred

They both sat on the bed thinking. This was going to be a very interesting term, there was no doubt about that.

A/N: Hello my lovies. I hope you enjoyed reading the newest chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thus begins the dreaded lover's triangle. Dun dun dun… lol. Anywho, I am completely in love with this story and I hope you are too. Remember to review it and let me know what you think.

Fred: Okay, Arken, let them go so you can write another chapter.

George: Seriously, quite writing for now and enjoy the day.

Okay boys I'm done. Lol