A/N: WAHOO! TENTH CHAPPIE! I'm done.

Okay, I think I'm only going to be able to do weekly updates. Soccer and school and projects and essays and tests, yuck. Too much to do.

I will keep updating though. I won't be abandoning this.

Thank you to my two most faithful reviewers, StarsInTheSky123 and xMessrMoony for reviewing. Also much thanks to SpiceChaiPrincessofDoom (cool name btw, I love chai) for being a new reviewer, which I love to see!

So enough of the chatter, on to the story!

GEORGE

I stepped into the room and closed the door quietly. Charlie's head snapped over to where I was, and her hard expression softened. That has to be a good sign.

"George I'm glad you're – "

"Charlie, I'm so sorry I hit your head with mine! I should have been more careful! I'd understand if you never wanted to talk to me again." I said this very quickly, before she could interrupt.

To my surprise, she began to laugh.

"George, it wasn't your fault. I should probably let you know…I was there when, um, when Fred…" She trailed off.

I stared. "You mean, you – Oh." I was beginning to get it.

"See, George, bumping heads with you disoriented me, and I began to fall, and when I hit my head on the floor, it reawakened the concussion I sustained from that wall exploding during the Battle of Hogwarts."

"The one Fred died during?"

"Yes."

I stared at her for a minute, and noticed she was tearing up.

"Ch-Charlie? Are you okay?" I went over next to her and took her hand in mine, because it felt like the right thing to do.

She sat up and sat with her legs crossed, on top of the painfully white hospital blankets.

"I wasn't the only 5th year to sneak in."

I looked at her. "Yes…"

"My friend Esmeralda came with me. You probably don't know her as that, she went by Emma usually. Well, we were born on the same day, some of the oldest in our year, and that's basically how we bonded. We became friends while in Herbology, because she was in Hufflepuff so Sprout favored them of course. She stood up for me when Sprout yelled at me for spilling seeds of some random plant I don't care about."

"Venomous tentacula?"

"Yup, that's it. Anyway, the four of us – Jane, Aly Emma and I – were inseperable.

"So that's how we decided it would be for the Battle. The four of us meant to go, but then after Em and I got past McGonagall, Aly and Jane had to stay back in the Hog's Head.

"Em and I were taking people down – quite spiffy-like, if I do say so myself." I chuckled. I'd never heard someone use "spiffy" while explaining how they knocked people out.

"That is an interesting word." I said to her, smirking.

"I feel that way too. It livens up any conversation."

I swear, to this day, I will never know how she keeps a straight face half the time. I can't.

"Okay, so we were rounding the corner, right where you and the rest of your family were, when the wall exploded. I got hit in the head with a rock, and blacked out, but not before I saw my first best friend smashed against a wall.

"That was the last thing I saw, Emma being hit against a wall, and I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not, and when I woke up…" She paused and sniffled. I sat on the side of the bed and put my arm around her, and she started talking again. "When I woke up, it was bad. I saw people around me with fake happy faces, who wouldn't respond when I'd ask for Emma. Aly and Jane wouldn't look up. My parents were consoling Emma's.

"That's why I was so irked when Seamus…You know. It was too much for me to handle. I shut myself in my room with the Disney classics and a box of chocolates and hid for about three weeks. Then they took me to the club Friday night. And here we are." We paused and just sat there for a minute.

"And here we are."

She was silent for a minute, and I took this opportunity to look at her. Her purple-chestnut hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, her nails painted a dark, deep, pinkish-red.

I pulled her into a hug, where she picked her head up.

She pressed her lips to mine and –

"CHARLOTTE MARIANA JACKSON WHAT IN THE WORLD DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!"

"GEORGE WEASLEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THAT POOR, INJURED GIRL?!"

I'm not sure if even, "We're screwed." covers it.

GINNY

"…And that's what happened, Mum. She's a good kid, really. I tutored her best friend in Potions last year, and they're both real sweethearts." I had just finished explaining to my freaked out mother exactly who Charlie Jackson was.

Mum sat there for a minute, staring at Harry who had his arm around me shoulders. He pulled it away.

"Is…Is she good to him?"

"She is a very sweet girl and her sense of humor is almost identical to his, Mrs. Weasley."

"Call me Mum."

"Okay…Mum." My mother stared into space for a couple seconds then said, "How is she?"

"Well, apparently she woke up, so that's good. She should be okay, I hope."

"I'm going to go see her, and my son, and give them my blessing."

"Mum, they aren't getting married. They're not even dating."

"Fine. Then I'm going to say hello."

"Okay…"

Mum, Harry and I floo'ed into the room where I knew Charlie was, and put the code to her room (897242) into the room.

Mum went in first and – uhoh. Screaming. Multiple screams. From multiple people. This will not end well.

JANE

Aly was pushing me out of the way. "Jane, can you hear anything?"

"Oh, definitely, my hearing is magnificent with you SHOUTING INTO MY EAR." I said. This had been going on for around 10 minutes. Aly just wouldn't shut up.

"Sorry, Miss Anger."

"Me? Fine, whatever. I thought I was the one who talked too much."

"You are."

"Shutting up would be REALLY good for you right now, Aly."

"I – you – we – that – completely – BEDWETTER!"

"THAT WAS FIRST GRADE!" I should not have told her about that. "I shouldn't have told you about that. Well, anyway, if we are to continue in this vein... DATED DENNIS CREEVEY!"

"THAT WAS A DARE!"

"Aly, it SO was not. You liiiiiiiiiked him!"

"I did not! I was 15!"

"IT WAS LAST YEAR!"

"You're point? I – I was under stress from O.W.L.s"

"Yeah right. You lurrrrrrrrved him."

"I DID NOT!"

"Aly, you cried for 3 days straight when he decided he wanted to 'date girls my own age'."

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"My lord, are you to ever going to stop arguing?" Hannah emerged in her muggle clothes, which, being a muggle, she pulled off way better than her wizard husband wearing purple polka dot lederhosen. Oh my lordy, if I had parents like Charlie's…

"We're going in to see our daughter, be right back!" said Carsey happily.

"Okay!" I said happily.

Aly looked at me with her, "Oh crap" expression.

Then I got it.

"How mad do you think they'll be when they find a boy they don't know in Charlie's room."

"Oh holy Jesus, Jane, we're all screwed…"

"Do you think Carsey knows the apple trick?"

That was it. We ran into the room as we heard two people shouting.

A/N2: Oh man, I LOVE writing Aly/Jane arguments. Even though this is mainly about Charlie and Fred, Aly and Jane are wicked fun to write…

By the way, I know this is a little early to mention this, but the 50th person to review gets to choose a topic for a chapter (ex: Jane getting lost in the Hogsmeade, Aly finding out she has a secret admirer, George finding Ginny and Harry in an compromising position, anything like that.) This is mainly a way for me to get more plots in here, so I don't have to end the story early. Funny and/or romantic is best but I really don't mind anything else. (P.S: The flooing directly to a room and using a code to get in? Yeah, totally made that up.)