Oh I had a lot of fun writing this. Angelina is simply the best.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. The lines in italics are taken directly from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and do not belong to me.

Lee Jordan and Fred Weasley, 7th Year (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix)

"And it's Johnson- Johnson with the Quaffle, what a player that girl is, I've been saying it for years but she still won't go out with me-"

"JORDAN!"

Another Quidditch game, another rejection. Such was the life for amateur Quidditch commentator, Lee Jordan. He honestly didn't know why Angelina didn't want to go out with him. They'd been friends for years and he'd liked her for years, surely it wouldn't ruin their friendship. Ah well, such was the life of a 17 year old bloke at Hogwarts. It wasn't like there weren't other pretty girls that he could and would date. He just liked Angelina the most.

"Cheer up, mate." Fred Weasley said in an unusually sombre tone as the two made their way back up to the Gryffindor common room after the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match. "At least your brother isn't getting punished by toad-face."

"True." Lee said. "Do you want to find Malfoy and hex the shit out of him? Because I'd be more than happy to help."

"No." Fred said, although he looked like he'd want nothing more than to take Lee up on his offer. "Hopefully McGonagall will see to it that he gets punished as well, the little git."

Lee didn't think it would be the best idea to tell Fred that McGonagall looked angrier at George and Harry, and that she didn't really have any authority over Malfoy; he didn't want to set Fred's already remarkably short temper off. All the worse that George wasn't here, because Fred always was the more reckless of the two (if only be a centimetre or two).

"So why do you think Angelina won't go out with me?" Lee asked, in an effort to change the topic from Umbridge, McGonagall and whatever might be happening to George while they spoke.

"You're ugly, boring and stupid." Fred joked. "I dunno, though. Maybe you're not her type?"

"Do people actually have types?" Lee asked. "The whole idea seems ridiculous to me."

"It is ridiculous." Fred agreed. "But this is girls we're talking about; ridiculous by nature."

"Well it's been a few years now, I'm starting to think she'll never go out with me." Lee said gloomily. "She didn't even go to the ball with me last year."

"Yeah because she got an offer from the fittest guy she knows." Fred grinned wickedly. "I wouldn't worry about it, Ange is known for being stubborn. It'll happen."

"Thanks for the confidence and everything but I really doubt it. Maybe I should stop trying."

"Lee, I'll bet you a week's worth of profits in Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes that she'll agree to go out with you at least once." Fred said.

"Awfully giving of you." Lee said, looking at Fred suspiciously. "What'd you get if you win?"

"Naming rights to your first child." Fred said nonchalantly.

"No way!" Lee laughed. "I'm not stupid!"

"Fine." Fred said. "How about you have to be our test subject for a month?"

"Sounds fair enough." Lee grinned. "Either I get a date with Angelina or I get loads of money."

"Yeah, I'm starting to wonder what the benefit for me is." Fred said. "But I'm a man of my word so we'll shake on it."

"Can I get the bet in writing?"

"I'm hurt, Lee Jordan, hurt! I cannot believe that you don't trust me!"

"Let's just say I've known you too long."

About a month later

"Oh come on, Angelina." Fred said as he followed her to Potions (he didn't take the subject himself but he needed to talk to Angelina who did, in fact, take Potions).

"No, Fred, just no." Angelina said briskly.

"One date, it won't hurt anyone." Fred persisted.

"I beg to differ." she snorted.

"Lee's not that bad." Fred said. "I mean, he thinks he's funnier than he is, smells a bit and has an annoying habit of talking more about sport than necessary, but other than that, he's quite a catch!"

"Fred Weasley, for the last time, I am not going on a date with Lee Jordan." She snapped, fairly so, if an impartial party were to make a judgement. Fred had been following Angelina all morning, pestering her into going on a date with Lee Jordan. Why on earth he wanted her to go out with Lee, Angelina hadn't quite figured out, but it didn't matter; Angelina knew the Weasley twins and knew that Fred was up to no good. As well as that, Angelina thought Fred had a lot of nerve asking her for anything after he got himself kicked off the Quidditch team, and she told him so.

"And anyway, as far as I'm concerned, I do not owe you any favours. You owe me plenty, considering you aren't on my Quidditch team anymore!"

"Please, Angelina, for me." Fred begged, spinning around so he was in front of her. He put his hands on her shoulders and mustered up the most pathetic look he could. She wasn't buying it.

"No." She said simply as she slipped out of his grasp and made her way down the final steps to the dungeon.

"What will it take for me to get you to do it?" Fred asked her, throwing his hands up in frustration.

Angelina turned around, crossed her arms over her chest and surveyed Fred with a curious look on her face.

"What would you be willing to do for me if I agree to do it?" She countered.

"Depends on what you ask for." He returned, a smirk formed on his mouth because he realised he'd got her.

"Hmm...Well for starters you and George have to agree to not pull any pranks on me or slip me any joke items ever-"

"For the next month." Fred cut in.

"Next 10 years."

"Until we leave school."

"Until I'm 20."

"Deal."

"Then you have to pay for this date, I'm certainly not paying and it's not fair if Lee has to either."

"Fair enough." Fred shrugged. "But you can't do anything you wouldn't pay for yourself on a regular date."

"Fine." She nodded. "Then you have to do whatever I say for a week."

"One hour."

"Five days."

"One day."

"Alright, I'll take it." She said, still looking at him. "And I'll have five galleons on top of that."

"Ten sickles."

"Four galleons."

"One galleon."

"Three."

"Two."

"Okay."

"And you'll go out with Lee next Hogsmeade weekend?" Fred asked, a mischievous twinkle in his bright blue eyes.

"Why not?" Angelina said dryly and with that, turned around and walked into Snape's classroom, five minutes late.

After the Hogsmeade trip

"I can't believe you did that." Lee said as he sunk into a chair next to the twins in the Gryffindor common room.

"Have fun?" George asked, smirking at him.

"Of course I had fun; I've only been wanting to go on a date with her since I was 13!" Lee sighed. "I still can't believe you did that!"

"Hey, we never agreed I couldn't, new test subject." Fred smirked.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Lee said. "I'd be scared if I were you though; Angelina's letting me help with ideas when you have to do whatever she says for a day."

"Nicely played, Jordan, nicely played."

"You too, Weasley, you too."

Author's note: I was all excited for a few seconds because I thought I could do a scene with Fred and Lee teasing George mercilessly about marrying Angelina. Then I remembered Fred was dead; end of that plan.

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