~George's Point of View~

Valentine's Day had just arrived, and of course it was a Thursday! A bloody school day! It was going to be difficult to do something for Abbye because of this. Why couldn't it have been a Saturday? I mean really! The poor girl had it bad enough as it is. She was having nightmares every other night. I sighed. I'd find something to do for her. When Fred and I got to breakfast Abbye was surrounded by her friends except for once spot right beside her, I slid into it and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Morning love, Happy Valentine's Day."

"Morning, George." She smiled, "Happy Valentine's Day to you too."

I smiled at her. "Did you sleep well?"

She shrugged a bit, "Better than I have been, I suppose."

"That's good."

Suddenly there was a loud pop, and a vase full of yellow roses appeared in front of Abbye.

"Awe." Abbye said. "You got me my favorite flowers. Thanks George."

What? I didn't send her any flowers. She started to read the card out loud.

"To my dearest Abbye on Valentine's day. Love, Cedric." Her face fell as she finished reading the card.

"Cedric?" Rachel, Julie, Dakota, Fred, and I all gasped at once.

Abbye took out her wand and pointed it at the flowers. She muttered a spell and the flowers started to burst in flames. That really surprised me. She was really mad.

"Stupid Git." She muttered, her voice sounding menacing.

Fred, Julie, Rachel, Dakota and I looked at each other. We didn't really know what to say. Abbye was mumbling a string of curses under her breath. I was surprised you couldn't see steam coming from her ears.

"Abbye, honey, calm down." Now this was a complete reversal role. Usually I'm the one freaking out and Abbye's calming me down.

She let out a breath, "He needs to either a.) Get over here so I can hex him or B.) Leave me alone. He obviously doesn't understand the fact I'm dating you."

"I completely agree with you Abbye. We seriously need to do something about him."

"Not today though, I will have a good day if it kills me." She said, and then poured herself some pumpkin juice."

"Abbye, there's no way that little git could ruin our day. So no need to worry about it killing you." I said with a smile.

She smiled then it dropped. "Oh bloody hell."

"What?"

"I Left my bag in the common room that has all my work and the books I need for today in it."

"Oh, ok. I'll go with you."

"You don't have too."

I rolled my eyes. "C'mon love. We'll see you guys later."

She just shook her head and stood up, we were on one of the stair cases when we passed Cedric, "Ello, love." He smiled at Abbye, "Did you get your flowers?"

She glared at him. "Don't you dare call me that you little prat!"

"C'mon Abbye," Cedric said, "I know more about you than this bloke ever will. We've known each other for 14 years."

"I don't care, bout how long we've known each other. I love George. Not you. And I never will."

He scoffed, "You think he actually cares about you? Oh silly, he's just trying to make his ex-jealous."

"I am not! Why would I do that?" I hissed.

"Oh, come of it George. You're still not over Alicia cheating on you, and you know it."

"I am too. Alicia is a bitch and I am way over her."

"Then why were you mad at Lee for going with her to the ball?" Wait how would he know that? Oh yeah, he and Lee are friends.

"Because you just don't go out with other people's exes. It's in the bro code! But I told him that it was okay with me and now he and Alicia are happy together and I'm still best friends with Lee."

Cedric rolled his eyes, "I don't give you two another month before you break up."

"And I don't give you another minute before I hex you till you don't even look like a human anymore!" Abbye said.

Cedric acted like she hadn't just threatened him, "You don't scare me,"

"Oh really?" She asked, "Remember the last time I got really mad?" She growled. I made a mental note never to let her get this mad at me.

His face paled a bit. "You still don't scare me" But I could tell he was bluffing.

Abbye raised her wand, but I stopped her, "Love, don't he's not worth it."

"Yea." Cedric said. "Listen to your coward of a boyfriend!"

That did it, i punched him square in the face. "Coward? I don't think so."

He fell backwards and hit the stairs, "Let's go...now." Abbye said, and she took off up the stairs.

I quickly followed her from behind. Soon we made it to the common room.

"Now where did I leave my bag?" She said, thinking out loud.

I looked around the common room to help her find it. "Got it." I heard her say.".

She slung the bag around one of her shoulders so it dropped to her waist; it was Gryffindor red with a big A written in gold that was centered in a heart.

I suddenly got an idea of how to improve the design; I waved my wand and transfigured it to were now it said A+ G inside the heart.

She looked at me and smiled, "That was really sweet."

I smiled back at her.

"Maybe that will teach Cedric." She grinned.

"That's not what I was thinking. I just thought that it would be a sweet thing to do on Valentine's Day."

"It was." She smiled, "I just hope it send Cedric a message."

"Ok.".

She looked at me suddenly, as though something was wrong. "George are you okay?"

"Yes." I drawled out. "Why?"

"You just seemed at bit off, when I said I hoped that would send Cedric a message."

"I just didn't want you to think that that was why I did that."

"Its not." She said, "You did it to do something sweet, and it is. I shouldn't have opened my big mouth and said what I said. I'm sorry."

"It's ok love. It's going to be time to go to our classes soon. "Let's go."

"We've got potions first?" She asked.

"Yes, with good old professor Snape." I joked, grinning like a loon.

"Don't remind me." She muttered,

Potions class started off differently than we expected it would, believe it or not Snape was giving us lessons on love potions.

"Who would've thought that Snape did things based on the holidays?" I whispered.

"Ah, Mr. Weasley." Snape said, "Would you please come here?"

I glumly walked up to the front of the classroom. There were about six different potions on the table. Snape pointed to one, "Now can you tell me what kind of potion this is?"

I bent down and smelled it. I smelled all kinds of things I liked. "Amortenite sir?" I asked.

"Yes, and do you know this potion is supposed to do?"

"Isn't it supposed to cause some kind of obsession or something with the person who gave it to you? A false kind of love?"

"Yes." Snape said, "Yes, it's also brewed to smell like the thing that attracts you the most."

"Why does it do that?" I asked, probably sounding clueless.

"Smell it again." He insisted, "And think for a moment. What does it smell like?"

I smelled it and blushed. It smelled like a lot of things. But mainly it smelled like Abbye's shampoo. I could smell that vanilla scent as plain as day, like the bottle was sitting right in front of me, it smelled amazing. "Mr. Weasley, what does it smell like?"

"Vanilla." I said.

"Very well." He said, "You may have a seat, now who should I get up here? Ah, Mr. Diggory!" Did I mention that we just happened to have potions with Hufflepufff?

Oh this should be good. Diggory walked up to the front of the classroom while grumbling something to him, looking like he'd taken a blow to the head. Oh, that's right he did.

"What does it smell like to you?"

"Vanilla." I heard him say. I rolled my eyes. Typical..

"Interesting." Snape said, "Is there any connection with that particular scent?"

He shrugged. "Who doesn't like vanilla?" He said.

"It's just quite interesting that two boys in a row would smell the same thing." He mused.

"It's probably just because of whom you chose." A boy piped up.

"Then by all means come up here, and smell it yourself" Snape said, to the Hufflepufff who I had no clue who was.

He stood up and gladly went to the top of the class. "I smell lavender" he said.

"See, you smelled something different. There's got to be a reason why Mr. Diggory and Mr. Weasley smelled the same scent."

He shrugged. "Maybe it has something to do with Abbye. Mine is lavender because my girlfriend wears it all the time. They both like Abbye so maybe she wears something that has vanilla in it."

I was going to kill whoever that kid was, "Ah, Ms. Black, will you please come here then?"

She walked to the front of the room, and leaned over the cauldron.

"I smell cinnamon." She said.

"Ah, very interesting." Snape said, "Is there any connection with that?"

"I don't know sir."

"Very well." He said, "You may have a seat."

"On with the next potion," Snape said, After potions class was over we were on to Transfiguration class.

"So." I said. "I smell like cinnamon?" She stopped short, and turned to look at me.

"Maybe." Abbye said, sending me a wink.

"What? You don't wanna admit that I smell like cinnamon?"

"Can't I tease my boyfriend?" She asked, "And so I smell like vanilla?"

"Well I wouldn't really say you as much as your shampoo."

"So you've been smelling my hair?" She asked

I blushed a bit. "Maybe. It smells nice."

She smiled, "I've only used vanilla shampoo since I was seven, I was thinking of changing it though."

"Why? It smells divine." I grinned, causing her cheeks to turn pink.

"I don't know, but if you like it. I'll keep using it." She smiled.

I grinned at her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Come on love. Let's go get to class."

She nodded her and head, and I grabbed her hand in mine. We got to class with about five minutes to spare. We chatted with each other a bit along with a few other people until the bell rang. Professor McGonagall came in and started talking, "Today in honor of Valentine's Day. You may transfigure what-ever you want, for that special someone." She smiled.

Wow. The teachers sure are in a Valentines mood. First Snape and now McGonagall; now what should I transfigure for Abbye? About a week ago her favorite necklace had gone missing. I could make her a new one. A silver necklace with Emeralds in them sounded about right. Wait, that's Slytherin colors. But for as long as I could remember she'd never wore anything gold, jewelry wise. Even at the Yule Ball it was all silver… Besides; the emeralds match her eyes. I smiled, that was exactly what I would do. Perfect present, and I just happened to have a small silver chain in my pocket. I took it out and laid it on my desk, hiding it from view with my body.

I waved my wand, and marveled as the design became a reality. The pendent started to form an elegant, detailed A & G, which were intertwined with each other, and had small emerald studs throughout each letter. Perfect. Now, should I give it to Abbye now, or later?

Hmm, surprise her in front of everyone and show off my amazing skill, or do it alone. Both were tempting… Which one would she like the best? I decided on giving it to her now, but I will think of an even better surprise for later.

"Hey Abbye."

She turned her head towards me, "Yes?"

"I've got something for you." I held up the necklace that I made for her. "Do you like it?"

Her eyes grew wide, "No, I love it!" She exclaimed.

"I'm glad."

She smiled brightly, "Put it on for me?

I smiled back at her and went to put her necklace on. She lifted her hair away from her shoulders and I placed the necklace around her neck and closed the clasp.

She turned around and looked around quickly before kissing me, "Thank You."

"You're welcome, love."

"So, what are we going to do for the rest of class?" She asked.

"I don't know. I just hope as long as it doesn't involve Cedric I don't really care."

"Well, ice-cream it is!" She said laughing, "wait no, stupid topic."

I laughed, "We can talk about ice cream. What's your favorite flavor?"

"Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, with peanut butter topping." She said.

"Hmmm. That sounds good. Especially with the added peanut butter."

"Chocolate and peanut butter are amazing, what's your favorite?" She asked.

"My favorite is caramel crunch. I'm not a huge fan of caramel, but it makes a great ice cream flavor."

We spent nearly twenty minutes going back and forth asking random questions. My favorite thing I learned about her was how precise she was about all of her favorite things. Like her favorite ice cream and her favorite color which was cotton candy pink and not just pink. She was a very detailed person, but in the past month I learned the thing I loved about her the most was her laugh.

We were interrupted by our talking by an announcement McGonagall had to make. "Would anyone like to show the class what they have created?"

"George made me this necklace!" Abbye said. That surprised me too. That's the second out of character thing she's done today.

McGonagall walked over to Abbye to get a better look, "My my, " She said, "Mr. Weasley what fantastic work, fifty points to Gryffindor."

Wow! Fifty points? Awesome! This has got to be the first time I had ever gained points for Gryffindor instead of losing them.

Suddenly the girls started swarming around Abbye to look at her necklace, and a few guys were sending me glares. What was their problem? It's not my fault they didn't think of an awesome gift. I heard Cedric mutter something under his breath. Thank Merlin this was the last class we had with him.

After while class ended and we had one more before lunch. It was charms, my best subject and it flew by with ease and finally classes were over for the day, we didn't have anymore because the school day had been cut short.

After Charms Abbye and I went to lunch. We went to the same spot that we're usually in. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You're mine tonight. I'm not sharing you."

"That's good. I don't think I want to be shared." She whispered back.

"Enough of the whispering!" Julie exclaimed, "Talk to us!"

We laughed. "Ok." Abbye said. "How were your guy's day?" Abbye asked her.

"Well, we wanted to die laughing in potions class." Julie said, "Didn't we Rachel?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, shut it." Abbye smirked, "It wouldn't have been funny if it had happened to either of you.".

"Well," Julie mused. "Not for us, but maybe for you guys."

"True, but still. I could kill that git." Abbye muttered, "Some friend he is."

"Don't think about him Abbye."

"He's determined to ruin the day, I can't help it."

"He's not going to ruin the day." I insisted, "Hey Fred?"

"Yeah, George?"

"Did you transfigure something for Angelina?"

"Yes, he did." Angelina called from beside him. She held up her wrist which had a golden charm bracelet dangling from it."

"Nice work Fred." I said.

"Thank You Georgie." He grinned, and then suddenly the perfect idea dawned on me. Abbye loves dancing, so I could clear up the courtyard and turn it into a dance floor. I just had to figure out the music that I should get. There were tons of songs that we liked. There were also songs that reminded me of our relationship. Abbye absolutely adored country music, I wouldn't admit this to most people, but I do too.

So that will be the kind of music I'll use. Now the question was, which songs should I chose? And how on earth would I get away from her long enough to set this up? There has to be some way. Maybe Rachel and Julie could do something.

I looked to my right, Abbye was gone, and apparently she had gone to the bathroom, "Rachel! Julie!" I said quickly.

"What? They said in unison.

"Can you keep Abbye busy till about seven tonight?" I asked, "I have an idea, and I need someone to distract her."

"Sure. What's this idea of yours?" Rachel asked.

"I'm going to turn the courtyard into a dance floor, and take her dancing tonight." I grinned.

"Awe. How sweet!" Rachel and Julie said simultaneously.

"You would think you we're twins!" I laughed, "So you can distract her for me?"

"Sure." Rachel said. "No problem."

"Thanks Guys!" I grinned.

~Abbye's Point of View~

It was around 4 in the evening when Rachel and Julie dragged me to our dorm room.

"Why can't I stay with my boyfriend on Valentine's Day?" I asked..

"Because. You've been with him all day. George won't mind if we steal for a few hours." Julie said.

"It's Valentine's day though!" I argued..

"Stop complaining Abbye. We'll give you back to George tonight."

"You better." I mumbled, "So what did you drag me up here to do?"

"Nothing really. We were kind of wondering what George has done for you this Valentine's Day though."

"Just the necklace." I smiled, fiddling with the silver pendent.

"It's beautiful." Julie said.

"I know." I grinned, "It's so much prettier than that other necklace I lost."

"I completely agree." Rachel said. "

"How are your guy's Valentine Day's going?" I asked them.

"We're good, despite the fact our boyfriends aren't as good to us as George is to you."

I laughed, "yea, well. I think George is one of a kind. But your guy's are great too."

"Most of the time." Rachel laughed, "Oh that reminds me. We're giving you a makeover...NOW."

"What! A make over?"

"Yep," Julie grinned, "You'll thank us eventually."

"I doubt it. And why are you giving me one?"

They shrugged, "We feel like it." Then they did the unforgivable, they tied me to the chair I was sitting in, and too my wand.

"Hey! You two are so onna get it when this is all over with!" I can't believe that tied me to a chair. What evil plan are they forming?

They did everything and I mean everything, they plucked part of my eyebrows, curled my eye lashes, mascara, eye liner, eye shadow, blush, lip stick, and they had done something to my hair. They undid the ropes of the chair, and let me stand free. "Just look at yourself Abbye."

I had to admit, they did a great job. "Wow!" I said. "I look amazing. But seriously, what is all of this about?"

Rachel didn't say anything, she waved her wand over my uniform and it suddenly became a long red dress that hung off my shoulders and black flats. What the heck were they doing?

"Ok, what is going on? Did George put you up to this?"

Rachel shook her head, "Come with us."

I sighed. These two were impossible today.

We were walking through many halls when we were near the court yard; Rachel yanked open the door leading to it and pushed me inside. I stumbled a bit and almost fell, but i caught myself.

"What the hell?" I blurted out loud, "Who do they think they are?"

"Abbye, calm down love."

I turned around saw George there. "George, what is going on?" I asked him.

"I told Rachel and Julie to distract you for me." He smiled.

"Why?" I asked.

"So I could do this. Have you looked around the courtroom yet?"

I was so ticked from Rachel and Julie just shoving e in here I didn't notice the grass had turned to wood, and the stone walls turned to ones similar in ballrooms. I gasped.

He had turned the courtroom into a ballroom. "Oh George! It's absolutely beautiful."

"Only the best for you." He smiled, "But I promise you I didn't tell Rachel and Julie to make you look even more incredibly gorgeous."

I blushed, "They tied me to a chair."

"They tied you to a chair?"

"So they could do this." I said gesturing to my hair, dress, and makeup.

"And it's hugely appreciated. I can't believe they tied you to a chair though."

"Really?" I asked, skeptically. "This is Rachel and Julie we're talking about, and I can't believe you went to so much trouble.

"It wasn't really so much trouble."

"And how long have you been down here?" I asked.

"Since Julie and Rachel captured you."

"That was over two hours ago. You went to way to much trouble, why did you do all this?" I asked.

"So I could do something special for you on Valentine's Day."

"You treat me to good."

"I try."

"Well you succeed." Suddenly, music started to play. I recognized the song immediately it was Little Moments, by Brad Paisley.

"I love this song! How did you know what kind of songs to use?"

He grinned, "I think I know what kind of music my girl likes."

I grinned back at him. "This is perfect George. I still don't get how you did all of this."

He just shook his head, "It wasn't hard, or any trouble love." He smiled, "May I have this dance?"

I did a fake curtsy. "Of course."

He gently grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him, my arms wrapped around his neck. I couldn't believe I'd spent so many years hating him, "I'm sorry."

"What for love?"

"For how I used to treat you. I was really, awful."

"I told you love, iAht's ok. We're together bow. That's all that matters."

"No, it wasn't okay of me to do that." I sighed, "But you're right at least were together now."

George leaned down to kiss me and then we continued to dance the night away. I felt something weird, and looked down the initials on my necklace were changing to an A and C. That git! He's ruining my necklace. We tried changing it back, and it wouldn't no matter what we tried, "Where is that prat?" I hissed out.

"I don't know. But he's really going to get it." George growled.

"You think he's in the great hall?" I asked, "Its dinner time."

"Probably. Let's go." So much for not letting him ruin the day. I nodded my head and waved my wand over my dress, turning it back into the Hogwarts Uniform. We raced off to find Cedric. We figured he had to be close by. We found him sitting in the dining hall. "Cedric!" I hissed.

"Hey love, Like your new necklace?"

"NO!" I growled, "What makes you think I'd like it?"

"Well why wouldn't you?"

"I'm not your girlfriend." My eyes narrowed.

"So? You will be. Think of it as... a before gift."

"Cedric, I do not, never have, and never will want to be more than friends." I sighed, "Can't you just let me be happy?"

"You will be happy, love. When you're with me; I don't see how you don't get that."

"Don't call me love." I said, "I'm happy with George."

"That's what you think. Somehow he's made you think that you love him. It must be, Amortenite. How else can you go from hating him to loving him in one day?"

"It wasn't one day Cedric!" I said, "It happened over time, just tell me how to fix my necklace."

"Simple. All you have to do is kiss me." He said with a smug smile.

"What?" I asked, looking between him and George."

"You heard me. You kiss me, and the necklace is magically fixed."

"You stupid lit-" I was cut off; Cedric has jumped from his seat and kissed me himself.

I was about to push him off but was saved the trouble by, George who punched him in the side.

"What the hell was that for?" Cedric asked.

"For kissing my girlfriend you bloody git!"

He snorted, "She'll dump you in two weeks."

"I think you've said that already." I grounded out.

"Abbye think about it." Cedric started, "What does this git have that I don't? I could offer you so much more!"

"Well for starters he can give me laughter, a good time, happiness, and love. You can't give me any of these things Cedric. All you've been giving me is stress."

"Abbye, love, I've known you for fourteen years. We'd be so good together. I really do love you."

I shook my head. "No you don't Cedric. There's no way you could. If you truly loved me, you would let me be happy with George. You wouldn't kiss me, or change my necklace, or ruin everything that George and I do."

"Did you ever think that maybe you're supposed to be with me?" Cedric asked, "Haven't you heard that expression that best friends are more than likely to fall in love?"

"Yes, but, Cedric, all I feel for you are brotherly feelings. Even after you first asked me out. I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I just said yes."

His mouth fell wide open, "You little bitch." He hissed He pointed his wand at me and the next thing I knew, I hit the stone wall. Everything went black.

I woke up in the hospital room. George, Julie, Rachel, and Fred was standing over me.

"George? Fred? Rachel? Julie?" I asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What do you mean what are we doing here? We came to see you of course." George said.

"What I meant was how long have I been out?"

"Only a few minutes. Maybe fifteen."

"Can I kill Cedric?" I mumbled, still feeling dizzy from the hit.

"Sadly, no." George said.

"Why not?"

"Cause murder is against the law and you could get sent to Azkaban."

"Can I hex him then?"

"Of course love. I think that's something we'll all do."

I smiled. "So I've been sitting her ten minutes without a single hug from anyone?"

They all laughed and crowded me with hugs.

"Wow." Fred said, "George hasn't tried snogging her yet."

"Well I can't go around snogging her in the Hospital Room. Madame Pomfrey would kill us and kick me out."

"She's not in here." Fred grinned, "C'mon George its Valentine's Day. Kiss her."

George grinned at me and then bent down to give me a kiss.

"Now was that so hard?" I teased.

"Yes it was." George said seriously. "Extremely hard."

"Wh-whhy?" I asked.

He burst out laughing. "I was just messing with you Abbye!"

"That's not funny." I pouted, "I'm lying in the bloody hospital, and you're sill mean to me?"

There was a knock on the door. "Hey Abbye. how's it going?" A familiar and annoying voice said.

The voice came into view, "Parker go away!"

"I just wanted to check up on you Abbs."

"Leave. Me. Alone."

"I just wanted to see if you were ok." Why do guys keep bothering me?

It never happened until I started dating George, "And why do you care?" I asked, "We're not friends."

"I know. But I am a very caring guy." I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him.

"Who's a bloody stalker?"

"Yea, I am. At least I don't give you flowers and try to kiss you. I'm not trying to steal you away from that guy over there." He said while pointing at George.

"Its George." I nearly hissed, "Now Go!"

"Right, George." He said dismissively. He checked his watch. "I have to be somewhere anyway. Catch ya later Abbs."

"Bloody Hell." I muttered, "Since when are guys interested in me."

"I bet guys have always been interested in you. I just wished they'd stop." George nearly growled.

'No one's going to steal me from you." I said reassuringly.

"That's nice to know. But it would be nice if they stopped trying."

"Ah, is George jealous?" Fred teased.

"Maybe." He said.

"Don't be." I smiled.

"Can't help it Abbs. I'm a possessive and jealous guy. It runs in the family."

"I couldn't see you being possessive."

Fred snorted. "George? Not possessive? Yeah right!"

I looked at Fred, "What's he say that's so possessive?"

Fred shook his head. "It's not what he says. It's his actions."

"What's he gone and done already?"

Everyone just laughed at me. As if they all knew something I didn't. "Well, for starters, he's always holding you in a way that tells everyone, 'MINE!'"

I just laughed, "Alright, what else have I not noticed?"

"A lot." They said together.

"That I'm too stupid to notice?"

"No!" Fred said. "We're just messing with you."

"What is this?" I asked. "Pick On Abbye Day?"

"Maybe!" Fred said, "It's on all the calendars you know."

We all laughed and shook our heads at that.

"George." I pouted, "Tell them to quit being mean to me."

"But it's so much fun." He pouted back. Okay, I'm giving him the silent treatment. I flipped over so my back was facing them, and stayed that way for ten minutes.

"C'mon Abbye lighten up." George said. I didn't say anything but just looked away.

"Love, please talk to me."

I looked at him. "Hmmmm. Hm-hmm." I said shaking my head..

"Abbye please." I begged, "pretty please."

I shook my head quickly. Only slightly enjoying him begging. Payback can be really fun sometimes. But only when it does not hurt someone. "Please Abbye." He said again.

"Fine." I mumbled.

George hugged me to his chest.

"Did you really think I was going to keep that up?"

He shrugged. "Maybe."

"I wouldn't totally stop talking to you," I grinned.

"Well that's a relief." Just then Madame Pomfrey came in and shoed everybody out.

I begged and pleaded for her to at least let me stay. "Please. She deserves at least someone to talk too."

"Sorry Mr. Weasley. But you MUST leave. You can visit Abbye in the morning." She paused before saying, "And not at 12. Don't come until at least six. She'll be ready to go by then anyway."

Before she could stop me, I leaned down to kiss her and ran out of the room before she could say a word.

Fred laughed at me. "Smooth move George."

"OF course it was smooth." I sighed, "I didn't want to leave her alone."

"Fred just imagine it was Angie in there," I said, trying to make him see this from my view.

"I am. And I know that Angie wouldn't want me to worry about her because a loonie pushed her and she hit her head. Abbye doesn't want you to worry either."

"But would you still worry about Angie?" I asked.

"A bit. But I wouldn't freak out the way you are right now."

"I don't know what's got me so finicky about every time she gets hurt. It's like someone shot me in the heart." I said, "Why in the world would that happen?"

Fred shrugged. "I have no idea why someone would shoot you in the heart."

"It's not literal Fred," I laughed, "It's just what it feels like every time she's hurt. So what did you and Angie do tonight?"

"Nothing much. We discussed... things."

I looked at him oddly, "Like what?"

"Well, next year will be our last year at Hogwarts. She wanted to know if we'd still be together two years from now. She heard in some muggle books that most relationships end after high school. Which she says this pretty much is."

"Oh, I guess that's a good point. What did you tell her?"

"That I have no plans of ever leaving her."

"I bet she loved that." I smiled, "I honestly couldn't see you with anyone else. Hey Fred?"

"What?"

"What do you honestly think of me and Abbye being together?"

"I honestly think that you two belong together."

I gasped, "As in you could see us getting married?"

"Yea. I could see you two getting married."

I couldn't help but smile at that, "Why do you think that? I'm just curious."

"Plenty of reasons. For one, you're a lot happier when you're around her. You guys are perfect for each other. You guys actually love each other. And not only would you die for her, but you'd kill for her too. And she'd do the same."

I smiled it was all true; I would kill someone or die for her in a heartbeat. "Maybe she is the one." I smiled.

"Of course she is."

"Just like Angie's the one for you." I grinned. "Hey! I wonder if wonder boy would let me use the invisibility cloak."

"Wonder boy?" Fred asked, in a mocking tone, "That's the best you could do Georgie?"

"Well, I wasn't going to go for scar-head." I said winking, "But do you think he'd let me use it?"

"Probably. He might want to know how you know about it though. He's only told is Ron and Hermione."

"Ron talks in his sleep, and he owes us for the map anyway."

"I know. And even if we didn't, he would let us borrow it anyway."

"True, now C'mon those three are probably still in the common room.

"Let's go. And what do you need the cloak for anyway?"

"You really think I'm going to listen to Pomfrey?"

Fred just shook his head. "Of course not. Just wanted to make sure you didn't plan on doing anything mischievous without me."

"We could always drop a few pranks in Snape's class along the way," I grinned. As we walked into the common room, like I thought there sat Ron, Harry, and Hermione.

"Sounds like fun. Oi Harry!"

"Yeah, err George?"

"Yep." I answered.

" Can't tell us apart yet can you Harry?" Fred said, making Harry realize he was wrong.

"No, I bloody can't." Harry said, "What do you two need?"

I dropped my voice down to a whisper. "I need to borrow your invisibility cloak." I said.

"How'd you know about that?" They asked together.

I pointed at Ron. "Ickle Ronniekins likes to talk in his sleep.".

Harry nodded in agreement. "What do you need the cloak for?"

"To visit Abbye. She's in the hospital wing."

"We knew that." He said, "Did Pomfrey Kick you-"

"You're still together?" Ron gasped, "I didn't think you'd last much longer with her. I thought she hated you anyway?"

I rolled my eyes and Hermione elbowed Ron in the stomach. "Yes, we're still together. And she doesn't hate me anymore."

"George, I guess you can borrow the cloak, do you want the map too? So you can find the quickest way without getting caught?"

"Sure. THanks Harry."

Harry walks away and comes back a moment later. "Here you go."

"Thanks. We'll talk to you guys later."

We through the cloak over ourselves, and ran for the wing, surprisingly Pomfrey had left apparently she'd gone to bed. Abbye was curled up on her side. We walked closer and threw the robe off, I didn't know she'd been awake. "GEORGE!"

A huge grin spread across my face. "Hey Abs."

Her voice was in a hushed whisper, "what are you two doing here? Pomfrey kicked you out."

"I know. We snuck back in."

"Why?"

"Cause worrywart over here was worried for you." Fred said..

Abbye shook her head, "I'm fine George. I barely have a scratch on me." That was a lie, she had several bruises, especially on her head.

"Oh really? Just a scratch?"

"I'm a big girl, George. It's not like I'm dead."

"I know you're not dead. I highly doubt that I'm talking to a ghost."

"Then why worry so much, over something that's not a big deal?"

I shrugged. "I just am."

"You shouldn't be. I'm not worth worrying about."

"Of course you are."

She shook her head, "Not really."

"Ye. you are. You're worth a whole lot of things."

"I don't see how you say that." She sighed, "I'm nothing special."

My eyes darkened. "Yes, you are."

She shrugged, "I just don't see it."

I just sighed and shook my head. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I got hit in the head with a bludger, which has actually happened before."

I laughed and shook my head. "How did that happen?"

"Uh, my older brother. You remember Simon don't you? He was a 5th year when we started Hogwarts."

I nodded, "So what happened?"

"Well last summer, a bunch of my cousins we're over and we decided to play quidditch. and Simon decided to play beater instead of keeper, and well he meant to send the bludger in the other direction and well it hit me instead, I fell about 40 feet in the air too."

I cringed. "That's got to hurt."

"I'd probably be dead if it wasn't for-" She stopped, "never mind."

"If it wasn't for whom?"

"Uh, Cedric." She mumbled, "He'd come over that day, and was on the ground when I was hit and he caught me."

I nodded my head. I had already known that it was Cedric when she said. 'never mind.' "That makes sense.".

"Well think of it this way." She smiled, "We wouldn't be together if I were dead now would we?"

"I know. I'm not mad about that you know."

"Just making sure," She shivered a bit, it was quite cold in here. Not a very good temperture for a hospital room. I said a quick warming spell which warmed the three of us up nicely. I almost forgo that Fred was here too.

"Fred, Sorry that I forgot about you!" I laughed.

"That's ok. I was thinking about what we should do to professor Snape on our way back."

"If you guys bust me out of here, I'll help you!" Abbye's voice chimed in.

I laughed. "Sorry Abbye. No way am I letting you out of here. You'll just have to wait for tomorrow."

"Why won't you help me get out of here?"

"Pomfrey is letting you out in the morning. I'll see you then. It doesn't make sense to leave right before you'll be getting let out."

"But, I don't even need to be in here, in the first place."

"I know. But you know how Madame Pomfrey is."

She grinned, "Exactly why, you should get me out of here. She'll find a million reasons to make me stay longer. Or are you not up for a challenge?"

"Getting you out of here won't be a problem. But when Madame Pomfrey comes to let you and find out that you'll missing, she'll drag you back out here for another day."

"Who say's we can't Obliviate her memory?"

I glared at her. "I say that that we can't. It would be different if it was Snape but this is an old lady. You could erase all of her memories."

She pouted, "I never thought about that. You are not a very good influence on me."

"I know." I took out the Marauder's Map. Snape had just left his office. "Fred and I are going now. Snape just left his office." I said with a grin.

Her smile, twisted into a frown. "Go have fun."

I hesitated for a moment, "George go. I need sleep anyway."

I kissed the top of her forehead, "G'night love." And with that Fred and I though the cloak over us and went off to 'visit' Snape.

Author's Notes So yeah I know LONG chapter, but my friend helped me with this, as she does quite often actually. Thanks Girl! And I promise not too give you guys a chapter that's this long again unless you want it!

~Chms-Panther