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[George's Pov]

I looked at Serious begging for help, Fred walked by and I looked after him. It was partly his fault, in a way, and I don't know who else to blame. Serious gave me a 'not a hope in hell look' I sighed before walking away; I knew that this war isn't over. Not just the Voldemort one the one I have been battling since Fred told me he is in love with my girl- I mean ex-girlfriend.

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[Fred's Pov]

I walked around for a few moments and walked into Krysteena's room, she was sitting on the bed, her face buried in her hands and I smiled. I couldn't help but believe she was the most angelic thing in the world. I sat down beside her and she looked up at me with a small smile.
"Hey Fred" She looked away.
I knew I looked a lot like my brother, I didn't want to hurt them like that and yet I was, and I found myself looking her over, as usual. She had beautiful hair, I wanted run my fingers threw it and keep it there. I wanted her hard lips on mine like they had been on George's and I wanted to stay that way in the moment and stay trapped there for eternity.
"Krys" I paused. "Are you alright?"
I brushed hair out of her face, she looked down at her lap and silently nodded, I knew that must be a bad sign. I sighed under my breath. It was obvious she wasn't over George and I would have to suffer with that for a while. Just a while, because she was broken by him. I watched her look the other way.
"He still loves you" I whispered.
"I know" She ran her hand threw her hair.
"So do I" I muttered under my breath.
I walked out and she looked at me shocked and breathless. I shut the door and hurried into my room and I heard George weeping. He had been like that for the past few days; I knew it was my fault, and only mine.

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[Vicky's Pov]

I sat in my room, trying to figure who to confess myself to, and I immediately knew, I walked out of my room and walked into Krysteena's. She was just sitting there twiddling with her thumbs and I sat down. She looked at me with a brief smile and I knew that she was okay with me being here. I never asked for an "appointment" She used to be so stand-off-ish and now she was all for everything.
In ways I admired her, but right now I felt sort of bad for her, and I had heard Caitlin slapped George for not paying attention to her. That made me laugh, since after all he did deserve it, he is kinda a jack ass and I was hoping for someone else to sweep her off her feet, maybe even Oliver Wood?
"What's up?" She murmured.
"Well can I confess something to you and you won't tell anyone?" I asked.
"Of course" She flashed me a small smile.
"I am in love with Ron and he is with Hermione and every time they are together it kills me so much, I ended up crying myself to sleep last night, and I can't even tell him because I know he doesn't like me and I have no real reason to stay here anymore, so I think I am gonna leave and never come back" I spat out.

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[Caitlin's Pov]

I was laughing with Harry in his room; he kept smiling every time I smiled. I had developed a crush on him a long time ago, and even though Ginny was a good friend and she liked him I still liked him. Which made very little sense since I would never want to hurt Ginny, but at the same time, Can't I be happy? Everything right now didn't make sense. I smirked when we started cracking jokes about my brother. I didn't feel extremely close with him so I didn't care.
Harry's eyes locked with mine, I looked into those beautiful, shimmering eyes, and was slowly moving forward, his hand on the side of my face and our lips connected with fiery sparks.
Everything felt right, almost right. The door swung open and we pulled apart and there stood Ginny.
"CAITLIN!" She yelled.