Disclaimer: I wish I owned Harry Potter.
AN: Next chapter, yay! Thanks again for the reviews. I think I'm gonna start another story as well, but it will be about Draco Malfoy, my other favorite hottie. Let me know if I should!
Fred burst into the dormitory with such a racket that George and Lee both flew out of bed.
"GEORGE, GEORGE WHAT'S GOING ON?? ARE WE BEING ATTACKED?!" screamed Lee.
"Calm down Lee, its just Fred being a dolt." George said angrily.
"Sorry guys, but this can't wait till morning." Fred said hastily.
"You better have one a million galleons, you stupid prat." George huffed.
"Better, look what I found!" Fred pulled out the map.
"Blank parchment? You're an idiot." said Lee.
"Shut up, it's not just blank parchment! Watch this….I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!" Fred recited.
The blank parchment suddenly turned into the map. Little dots that represented people were floating about it.
"Bloody hell…what IS that?" George asked, gaping.
"A map!" said Lee.
"This isn't just an ordinary map, gentlemen. This map shows anyone you wanna find, where they are, what they're doing, all the time!" Fred said excitedly.
"Good god, Fred, where did you find this?" asked George.
"Nicked it from Filch's office." Fred smirked proudly.
"What were you doing there??" asked Lee.
"Well, Angelina and I ran into a spot of trouble…" Fred explained.
"You got caught? Oh brilliant, I bet she loves you even more now." said George sarcastically.
"Actually, she does. She kissed me." said Fred, grinning devilishly.
"Get out!" Lee gasped.
"On the LIPS??" George gasped, outraged.
"Full on the lips!" Fred nodded.
"What ever possessed her to do that??" asked Lee.
"Well, I saved her from Filch's wrath, and he let her go. So she waited up for me, and when I got back to the common room she full out kissed me! But then she snapped right back to bitch mode, of course." Fred recapped.
"Well aren't you just the hero, getting the lady out of trouble." George grinned at his brother.
Lee coughed out "Ass kisser".
"Laugh it up now boys, but you'll be eating your words after I get your money." said Fred.
"Whatever you say, Fred, whatever you say." Said George, shaking his head.
"Yeah, she hates you." Lee added.
Fred just grinned. 'We'll see about that.'
Morning came a little too quickly for Fred. He didn't have any classes that day, but there was the first Quidditch match of the year, and he was dying to see it. Charlie had left the year before, and he wanted to see if the Gryffindor team could carry on without him.
The rest of the house was up and in the Great Hall by the time Fred had dragged himself out of bed, and practically rolled himself down for breakfast. Who decided that people should be awake and functioning at this ungodly hour of 8:00 am?
The rest of the group seemed to agree with him. They all nodded at him, not bothering to talk. Talking required energy.
Fred grunted and grabbed a piece of toast.
"Don't you ever brush your hair?" said Angelina, noticing Fred's slightly shaggy hair that he considered to be sexy.
"Shut up." he snapped. He definitely was not in the mood for her attitude today.
Angelina grinned to herself and continued eating her pancakes.
"So, first Quidditch match today!" chirped Katie.
"I can't wait till we're second years, we can actually play." said George.
"You play?" Alicia asked him.
"A bit." George blushed.
"What position?"
"Oh, you know, a little bit of everything. Mostly beating." George said.
"I bet you're really good." Alicia grinned at him.
George's ears were a brilliant shade of red. He smiled at her then concentrated on his bacon strips.
Angelina reached over and stole Fred's bacon while he had been talking to Katie.
No one noticed Lee had fallen back asleep on his plate of sausages.
An hour later, they were all gathered at the Pitch.
Alicia and George were sitting by themselves in the row infront of everyone else.
George was presumably telling jokes, and Alicia was giggling.
"What's gotten into them?" asked Fred curiously.
"It's called flirting. You wanna try it sometime, Katiecakes?" asked Lee with a wink.
Katie rolled her eyes. "You're weird." she said.
The quidditch match went on behind them. Fred was really the only one who was eagerly watching. George and Alicia were in another world, Lee was bothering Katie, and Angelina was sitting there with her head resting on her hand.
"Hey, Angelina?" Fred asked tentatively.
"What, Weasley?" she asked tiredly.
"Uh, about last night…"
"I thought we weren't going to bring last night up again. EVER." she said.
"I know but…I have to know…why'd you do it?" he asked.
"Do what?"
"You know, kiss me?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about." she shrugged.
"Oh, ok. We'll play that game. Make Fred look like an idiot. I see."
She closed her eyes and rubbed her head. She looked tired. Maybe she was up all night thinking about him, he thought wishfully.
She really was pretty. She may be mean, but she looked good doing it.
"I don't want to talk about it Fred. There was no kiss. It didn't happen."
"Whatever you say, Angel."
He noticed that she didn't tell him not to call her Angel.
After the game had finished, it was nearly time for dinner and the sky was turning pink. The gang trudged back up to the castle.
"Well, that was exciting." said Lee sarcastically.
"I had no idea what was going on! Not to mention you fell asleep and DROOLED on me. Blaghuh." said Katie.
"Is blaghuh even a word?" asked Lee.
"Yes. It's another name for Lee Jordan." said Katie stiffly.
"I had a pretty good time, actually. Good game." said George. Alicia nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I'll bet it was." Fred grinned at George and Alicia, who caught on.
"Oh shut up, you guys are immature." she snapped. George winked at the guys and gave them the thumbs up from behind Alicia's back.
The months between Halloween and Christmas seemed to fly by. Before the gang knew it, they were getting ready for the Christmas holiday.
The atmosphere around Hogwarts was cheerful and merry. Everyone was in good moods, generally how the Christmas spirit should be. Even Angelina seemed to have less mood swings.
One day at lunch, George made an interesting proposal to the rest of the group.
"Any chance you lot wanna come to our house for a bit over the holidays?" he asked, nodding to Fred.
The others looked at each other with eager expressions.
"Well obviously!" Lee said excitedly.
"Yeah, that would be nice." Agreed Alicia.
"Haven't got anything else to do." smiled Katie.
They all looked at Angelina hopefully.
"Well…alright then. I guess it might be fun." she said.
"I mean it would just be like, overnight, you know. But it would be cool. There's a lot to do at our house." Said Fred.
"I really want to meet your family." added Alicia.
"Me too." Lee agreed.
So it was settled. Everyone would gather at the Weasley's for a day during the holiday. The group was excited, seeing as they had never really had a boy/girl sleepover before.
This could definitely get interesting.
They decided they would do it the day they returned from King's Cross at the start of holiday, and everyone would go home with the twins. They would stay the weekend and be home before Christmas day on Monday.
Before they knew it, they were on the train home for the holidays.
"This is gonna be a really good weekend." said Fred.
"Minding that you don't blow anything up or get us all killed somehow." said Angelina.
He shot her a dirty look, and she flashed him her pearly white smile. The one she gave him on the train that first day.
He found himself lopsidedly smiling back.
This was their little game they had going ever since she kissed him. She pretended she hated him, then when no one was looking, she acted like she wanted to kiss him again.
Tease.
'If that's the way she wants to play, than let the games begin.' he thought.
Maybe she had a bet going with the girls, like him with the guys. Maybe ten galleons was her consolation prize, like his.
Or maybe they were each other's consolation prize. Fred pushed that thought from his mind.
(AN: This is where I'm going to start playing around with different points of view. We've seen Fred's already, so I'm going to start throwing in the rest of the characters from time to time as well, particularly Angelina and George.)
Angelina's POV
What was with this kid? This obnoxious, loud, misbehaving joker? He wanted her. That much she could tell. Why he did was beyond her. She acted like she thought of him as dirt. Which she did. He was a stupid boy. A stupid boy who she was just about to spend a whole entire weekend with. She had a nagging feeling that nothing good would come from it.
Her mum had always told her that the most dangerous thing in the world, more dangerous then dark magic, was love.
She didn't really understand what that meant, but she did know that getting close to boys like Fred would cause her pain later on in life. She wanted to distance herself from him, so that she wouldn't get too attached, but she found it hard. She couldn't deny, even at age 11 (well, almost 12.) she was very attracted to him. His messy red hair, pale skin, freckles, bright blue eyes…
'Ew. Stop it, Angelina. You're eating.' she mentally scolded herself.
She knew the drill by now. She would be mean, he would be mean, they'd fight, then steal smiles at each other when no one was looking. What kind of 11 year olds do that sort of thing?
Oh, that's right, naïve ones who have no idea that someday they will have a completely heart-wrenching history together.
Obviously, the two had a connection from the first time they met. Not that they realized it or anything. You aren't exactly looking for your true love in your first year.
This is why Angelina didn't like to think too much. Her thoughts always traveled back to him, for some god awful reason. And she started thinking about crap her mother used to tell her about. Soul mates, true love, prince charming. She could hardly imagine Fred as any of these things. She had to admit though, he was good looking. She wouldn't mind kissing him again either.
She stared at him across the compartment, as he was cracking jokes and making everyone laugh.
Angelina just stuffed a chocolate frog in her mouth and stared out the window. She decided that it was healthier for her to eat chocolate frogs then to think about him.
She liked this game they played, though. This was her favorite game. She liked testing him, pushing his buttons, seeing how far she could go. He was just a toy she liked to play with. This was definitely not a love game.
They're only 11, after all.
AN: That was just a little peek into how Fred and Angelina feel about their already twisted relationship. Be warned: They are going to be a very dramatic and problematic couple, but with a lot of cute moments too. Think Ross and Rachel. I like dramatic couples with problems over sappy ones who are perfect, its more interesting. But don't worry, there will be PLENTY of happy Frangelina moments. Peace & Love. PS- I love my reviewers (: