Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own any of the characters in this story.
A/N: How is everyone? We're getting close to 100 reviews! So please keep reviewing! I just have a little something to say before we continue. I'm assuming most of my reviewers like G/A to some degree. I have extensively searched ff.net for all G/A fics and if you like them too then go check out my favourites. I strongly recommend Love Square, Four of a Kind and Any Which Way. Do yourself a favour and give them a read.
Ok I know I said I'd try to put some other couples in this chapter but I couldn't find anywhere to put them! Please don't hate me! To make up for it I PROMISE I'll devote the entire next chapter to other couples!
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Chapter 13
Hermione was having a pleasant dream involving a certain Weasley. When she was rudely shaken from her state of bliss.
"Hey! What are you doing?" She demanded angrily.
"Hermione, wake up, I need your help," Alicia said urgently.
"Keep it down. Some of us need our beauty sleep," Lavender drawled from the next bed.
"Help with what?" Hermione whispered.
"I think I know how to get McGonagall to let George come to the Ball but I need your help."
"I'm sorry for you and George but I'm a little busy," said Hermione, eager to get back to her dream.
"You're not busy, you're sleeping. Unless of course you were dreaming about a Weasley."
Realising she had been caught, Hermione turned a light shade of pink.
"Don't worry, it happens to the best of us," Alicia soothed.
"It's only half past six, do you really need my help right now?"
"Yes."
"Ok, ok. Just give me a minute to get dressed and I'll meet you down stairs."
"Thanks a lot Hermione, I owe you one," Alicia skipped happily out of the room.
"I really need to learn to lock the door from now on," Hermione crawled lazily out of bed.
Alicia jumped down the stairs two at a time. Now all she needed was one more person…
"Trevor," someone whispered from behind her.
She turned around to see Neville Longbottom crawling under a table in search of his nomadic toad.
"Neville! Just the person I wanted to see!"
"Me?" He squeaked and bumped his head, not once, but twice.
"You'll be perfect."
"Uh-well…sorry but I'm going to the Ball with Hannah Abbott," Neville stood up and rubbed his head.
"No, no, not that. I need a strong young man like yourself to do a job for me," Alicia smiled sweetly. Her mother had taught her that flattery gets you everywhere.
"Well I did start to do weights over the summer."
"It shows," she winked.
"What do you need to me to do?" Neville puffed out his chest proudly.
"I need you to stand by the portrait hole and make sure no one leaves. People can come in but no one is allowed to go to breakfast until I say so. Understand?"
Neville nodded firmly. He went and positioned himself in front of the entrance/exit. He stood with his legs slightly apart and his arms folded across his chest. Alicia thought he resembled a bouncer from a seedy muggle nightclub. Except of course he was still wearing his cowboy pajamas
Hermione appeared and they sat at a table so Alicia could explain her plan.
"It's very daring," Hermione said. She was torn between admiration and amusement.
"So will it be breaking any rules?" Alicia asked nervously.
"Not blatantly but maybe indirectly. I'm not positive but at the moment no rules come to mind."
"That's good enough for me."
"I was actually thinking of doing the same sort of thing with S.P.E.W."
"Uh-huh great. So do you think it will work?"
"I'm not quite sure but it will definitely make them reconsider. I actually have a few suggestions."
After a few suggestions the plan was finalised. So Alicia waited and listened to Hermione campaign about the unfair treatment of House Elves. George and Katie finally came downstairs.
"Mornin' gorgeous," Alicia smiled brightly.
"Morning honey," Katie teased.
"I was talking to George."
"Yeah I'm the gorgeous one here," he nudged Katie.
"Did you sleep well?" Alicia asked George.
"Not really. Have you seen Fred and Lee this morning?"
"They're out jogging with Angelina."
"Since when did Fred jog?"
"Since Angelina got a new sports singlet."
"Should have known. So what are you two discussing?" George and Katie sat on either side of Alicia.
"I have a plan to get you to the Ball."
Alicia proceeded to tell George and Katie what she had in mind.
"I never knew you were so cunning," he said.
"Neither did I," she admitted.
"How are you going to get everyone to listen though?" Katie asked.
"If you wear that top you'll have the attention of all the male Gryffindors," George smirked.
"You're as bad as your brother," Alicia shook her head.
"Actually I may be able to help you out," George jumped up and headed back to his room.
"Should I be worried?" Alicia glanced at the girls.
"Definitely."'
The portrait opened and Neville stepped aside to let Angelina and the boys in. They each gave Neville a strange look and headed for the girls.
"What's with him?" Fred gestured to Neville who had resumed his stance.
"He's helping me with my brilliant plan."
"Are you ever going to tell us about it?" Angelina asked.
Alicia was getting sick of explaining it but she told her friends anyway.
"That is so cool!" Fred exclaimed.
"How'd you come up with it?" Lee asked.
"It happens in the muggle world all the time."
Fred, Lee and Angelina then went upstairs to shower and change. Alicia, Hermione and Katie stayed behind and caught up on some gossip.
"I'm getting tired," Neville complained.
"Just a while longer. Everyone should be coming down for breakfast in about half an hour."
"Half an hour! I won't last another ten minutes!"
"Do you want me to go get Harry to take over for you? I'm sure he would. He's such a nice strong boy," Alicia stood up.
"No. Don't get Harry I can do it," Neville said defiantly. He was sick of other people showing him up.
Alicia sat back down again and Hermione nodded approvingly.
"You're quite the manipulator."
"It's a natural talent," Alicia shrugged.
George returned with his pockets bulging. Alicia decided she didn't want to know what he was up to.
"Hey did you hear Clover asked Andrew to the Ball last night?"
"No. That's cool."
There was a bit more gossip then the other three returned and a strange air of excitement surrounded the group. Everyone was in agreement that Alicia's plan was clever and rather daring. Fred said that if it worked it would go down in Hogwarts history.
Harry and Ron decided to go down to breakfast a little early. In the common room they found Hermione and the seventh years huddled around a table. Alicia was talking and everyone was listening intently. No one noticed Harry and Ron head towards the portrait hole.
"Would you mind stepping aside, Neville?" Harry asked politely.
"I'm sorry sir but I can't let you pass," Neville remained in position.
"Sir? What are you on about?" Ron demanded.
"I can't let you leave."
"You can't? Stop being a stupid prat and get out of the way."
"Are you forgetting what happened the last time you tried to stop us leaving?" Harry asked.
"Ms. Spinnet gave me strict instructions not to let anyone leave for breakfast."
"Alicia? Alicia told you not to let us out?"
"Yes sir."
"Stop calling me sir."
"Right. I'll sort this out. Alicia!" Ron bellowed.
She left the table to find out what all the yelling was about. Last thing she needed was someone stuffing up her ingenious plan.
"What's up Ronniekins?"
"Don't call me that," he winced.
"Neville reckons you told him not to let us go to breakfast."
"I did tell Neville that."
"Um, ok…why then?"
"I have an announcement to make."
"About what?"
"You'll find out soon enough. Now would you two care to help me out by doing Neville's job for a while?"
"Nope."
"Please. Come on boys. I need two handsome boys like yourself to make sure no one leaves."
"Your flattery no longer works on me," Ron said nonchalantly.
"I'll do it," Harry offered.
"Thanks Harry, you're an angel."
Neville let out a sigh of relief and grabbed Trevor from under a lounge suite and scurried upstairs. Alicia returned to her friends. She was chewing her lip so much that she almost drew blood. As it neared eight o'clock she began to get jumpy. George touched her leg and she kicked out as a knee jerk reaction.
"Ouch! You just kicked me!" Katie squealed.
"Sorry. Oh, I can't do this," Alicia moaned and put her forehead on the table.
"I suppose I can do it if you really don't want to," George rubbed her back.
Alicia shook her head. It had to come from her.
Ten minutes later the common room was packed with displeased students. Alicia sent Hermione and George to check the dorms were empty. They returned with a few stragglers and once she was sure the whole house was there she began.
"Excuse me! Can I have your attention please!"
No one heard her. Alicia wasn't known for her loud voice. She sighed; this was going to be harder than she thought.
"Flash 'em your assets," Fred suggested.
"I'm not going to flash anything!" Alicia said adamantly.
"It'll get their attention is all I'm saying."
"You're so NOT helping."
"I've got this under control. Climb up onto the table and I'll take care of it," George offered his hand to Alicia.
"On top of the table?" She asked skeptically. She trusted George with her life though so she took his hand and stepped on a chair then onto the table.
Some students turned around to see who was on the table but most people ignored her. Getting on the table hadn't got their attention effectively. Alicia was about to point this out to George when there was a loud bang that made her jump. She nearly fell off the table in shock.
The rest of the students yelped and shrieked. Alicia then realised the source of the commotion was a Filibuster Firework George had thrown in front of her. It had managed to capture everyone's attention.
"Could you warn me before you do that again?" Alicia placed her hand over her pounding heart and peered down at George.
"Sorry," he grinned sheepishly.
Alicia smiled as well. He was still a Weasley twin at heart after all. She should have expected as much from him.
"What's going on?" Many students demanded.
Alicia froze; she wasn't too fond of public speaking. George jumped up onto the table with her.
"Shut your mouths and let the girl talk! Go ahead sweetheart," he added under his breath to Alicia.
Alicia had completely lost her train of thought. Unless she was hearing things George Weasley just called her sweetheart. Her stomach fluttered in a very unsettling way.
"Well?" Parvati Patil looked on expectantly.
"Right," Alicia shook her head in an attempt to gather her thoughts. George hopped off the table and she was able to begin.
"Fellow Gryffindors! No doubt you've all heard about the injustice lately regarding one George Weasley and one Roger Davies. You all know that as punishment George has been banned from attending the Yule Ball. I feel this is completely unjust and unnecesary!"
Everyone just stared at her.
"Didn't George break his nose though?" Dean Thomas wondered.
"I heard he attacked Roger for no reason," Ginny's friend Sandy added.
"Yes, George did break his nose but the attack was by no means unprovoked. To combat this inequity I propose that as a house we boycott the Yule Ball completely."
Alicia's proposition was met with stunned silence. Ron was the first to speak.
"You mean skip the Ball all together?"
"You're quick this morning, little brother," Fred stated.
"I'm not missing the Ball!" Numerous students chorused.
"Why should we boycott because George bashed Roger for no reason?" Lavender demanded.
"I told you before, George was provoked!" Alicia stomped her foot in annoyance.
"Well how was he provoked?"
Alicia stopped. She didn't want to have the whole house in on her humiliation. This had not been part of the plan; she had expected the students to jump at the chance to support one of their fellow Gryffindors. Now that she thought it over it was a huge flaw in her scheme that no one failed to spot. How could she expect everyone to disregard the very thing they were looking forward too?
"It's all right, Licia, you tried," George shrugged and pretended that he wasn't disappointed. He wasn't a very good actor though and Alicia saw right through his brave face.
"You want to know the whole story? Well here you go."
As Alicia retold the entire horrific story George's eyes widened. This wasn't supposed to happen. If he had known she was going to do this he wouldn't have let her. The last thing she needed was to relive the experience.
"Then Roger grabbed me by the hair. That was when George jumped in and broke his nose," Alicia finished. She was shaking slightly and her eyes stung but she remained defiant.
Alicia had literally poured her heart out to everyone but they still looked a little skeptical.
"That's really what happened. I was there," Harry spoke up from where he was still standing guard.
There was a collective gasp from the crowd of Gryffindors. Harry Potter wouldn't lie.
"What kind of guy pulls a girls hair?" Seamus Finngan shook his head sadly.
"Not a very nice one obviously," Lavender answered.
"You poor thing," sixth year student Clover cooed.
Alicia hadn't done this for sympathy though, "So what do you say? Do we boycott or not?"
"Boycott!" Came the cry.
"Superb!" Alicia clapped her hands.
She proceeded to tell the Gryffindors the rest of the plan. Phase two was going to be the hardest part and it was all up to Alicia.
"They should be coming to see where we are any minute now," Alicia told the anxious students.
No sooner had she spoken when the portrait opened and Professor McGonagall entered followed closely by Professor Dumbledore.
Alicia stomach plummeted to somewhere around her ankles at the sight of the headmaster. She hadn't been expecting him.
"What in Merlin's name is going on?" McGonagall demanded. She had her hands on her hips and her lips pursed even tighter than usual.
"Professors, as a house we have decided to boycott the Yule Ball in protest of the unfair treatment of George Weasley."
Dumbledore took off his glasses and rubbed them on his robes then placed them back on and squinted at Alicia. She gulped nervously.
"Ms. Spinnet? I hadn't expected something of this nature to come from you."
"I know sir but this is something I strongly believe in and I'm willing to fight for it."
"You really expect these scare tactics to work?" McGonagall looked around at the students.
Time for phase two.
"I must warn you though. If in fact everyone is not allowed to attend the dance then we'll just have our own celebration in Gryffindor tower. As you know, our parties have been known to be very destructive and raucous," Alicia said.
"Who knows what shenanigans we'll get up to," Fred added.
"Shenanigans?" McGonagall peered down her nose at him
"Alcohol, adultery, vandalism…need I continue?"
"No Mr. Weasley, I believe that's enough. Well I see we have no choice but to -"
"Let George attend the Ball," Dumbledore interrupted Professor McGonagall suddenly.
"Yes!" Alicia squealed.
"Of course as an alternative punishment he'll have to clean the boys first floor bathroom every week for a month."
"Absolutely," George nodded fervently.
"But with all do respect Professor Dumbledore…" McGonagall began.
"Come Minerva, I still need your help picking a band for the Ball," Dumbledore grabbed the confused professor by the arm and steered her out of the common room.
"It worked!" Alicia threw her arms in the air as the portrait closed behind them.
"You did it!"
"What happened in there? I was about to take points from them," McGonagall complained as they walked through the corridors.
"I know but you have to admire their courage and ability to stand united. I know we could have just taken points and been done with it but sometimes creativity needs to be rewarded."
"Really, Albus, you just have a soft spot for Gryffindor."
Back in the common room the students were celebrating and Fred and Lee had gone down to the kitchens to get some breakfast for everyone.
"It actually worked," Alicia leapt off the table and threw her arms around George's neck.
"Davies is gonna be so pissed off," Angelina laughed.
"We get to go to the dance!"
Without even thinking she thrust her lips onto George's. He was taken aback to say the least. All the whistling from the Gryffindors was forgotten and all that mattered to George was Alicia. He imagined their first kiss over and over again and his girl didn't disappoint.
Alicia's head felt incredibly light as she felt George's tongue caress her own. She was losing control and she felt like she'd melt into him if this continued much longer. She wasn't quite ready to give herself to him, so regrettably she pulled away.
"Why'd you tell everyone about you and Davies?" George asked with her still in his arms.
"Well relationships are all about sacrifices."
"Really?" He tilted his head in mock quandary. "I thought relationships were about snogging and groping?"
"Yeah, that to," Alicia giggled.
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A/N: What a nice way to finish the chapter. Please review and tell me what you thought. At the moment I'm planning two more chapters. After that I'm thinking of doing a prequel. It will go back to the first year of the twins, Alicia, Angelina etc. It's just an idea at the moment. Tell me if you like the concept. It will have some Alicia/Oliver and we'll find out how George first became attracted to Alicia. If you want it I'll do it (even if you don't want it I'll probably do it anyway!) Ok thanks for reading and please review.
A/N: How is everyone? We're getting close to 100 reviews! So please keep reviewing! I just have a little something to say before we continue. I'm assuming most of my reviewers like G/A to some degree. I have extensively searched ff.net for all G/A fics and if you like them too then go check out my favourites. I strongly recommend Love Square, Four of a Kind and Any Which Way. Do yourself a favour and give them a read.
Ok I know I said I'd try to put some other couples in this chapter but I couldn't find anywhere to put them! Please don't hate me! To make up for it I PROMISE I'll devote the entire next chapter to other couples!
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Chapter 13
Hermione was having a pleasant dream involving a certain Weasley. When she was rudely shaken from her state of bliss.
"Hey! What are you doing?" She demanded angrily.
"Hermione, wake up, I need your help," Alicia said urgently.
"Keep it down. Some of us need our beauty sleep," Lavender drawled from the next bed.
"Help with what?" Hermione whispered.
"I think I know how to get McGonagall to let George come to the Ball but I need your help."
"I'm sorry for you and George but I'm a little busy," said Hermione, eager to get back to her dream.
"You're not busy, you're sleeping. Unless of course you were dreaming about a Weasley."
Realising she had been caught, Hermione turned a light shade of pink.
"Don't worry, it happens to the best of us," Alicia soothed.
"It's only half past six, do you really need my help right now?"
"Yes."
"Ok, ok. Just give me a minute to get dressed and I'll meet you down stairs."
"Thanks a lot Hermione, I owe you one," Alicia skipped happily out of the room.
"I really need to learn to lock the door from now on," Hermione crawled lazily out of bed.
Alicia jumped down the stairs two at a time. Now all she needed was one more person…
"Trevor," someone whispered from behind her.
She turned around to see Neville Longbottom crawling under a table in search of his nomadic toad.
"Neville! Just the person I wanted to see!"
"Me?" He squeaked and bumped his head, not once, but twice.
"You'll be perfect."
"Uh-well…sorry but I'm going to the Ball with Hannah Abbott," Neville stood up and rubbed his head.
"No, no, not that. I need a strong young man like yourself to do a job for me," Alicia smiled sweetly. Her mother had taught her that flattery gets you everywhere.
"Well I did start to do weights over the summer."
"It shows," she winked.
"What do you need to me to do?" Neville puffed out his chest proudly.
"I need you to stand by the portrait hole and make sure no one leaves. People can come in but no one is allowed to go to breakfast until I say so. Understand?"
Neville nodded firmly. He went and positioned himself in front of the entrance/exit. He stood with his legs slightly apart and his arms folded across his chest. Alicia thought he resembled a bouncer from a seedy muggle nightclub. Except of course he was still wearing his cowboy pajamas
Hermione appeared and they sat at a table so Alicia could explain her plan.
"It's very daring," Hermione said. She was torn between admiration and amusement.
"So will it be breaking any rules?" Alicia asked nervously.
"Not blatantly but maybe indirectly. I'm not positive but at the moment no rules come to mind."
"That's good enough for me."
"I was actually thinking of doing the same sort of thing with S.P.E.W."
"Uh-huh great. So do you think it will work?"
"I'm not quite sure but it will definitely make them reconsider. I actually have a few suggestions."
After a few suggestions the plan was finalised. So Alicia waited and listened to Hermione campaign about the unfair treatment of House Elves. George and Katie finally came downstairs.
"Mornin' gorgeous," Alicia smiled brightly.
"Morning honey," Katie teased.
"I was talking to George."
"Yeah I'm the gorgeous one here," he nudged Katie.
"Did you sleep well?" Alicia asked George.
"Not really. Have you seen Fred and Lee this morning?"
"They're out jogging with Angelina."
"Since when did Fred jog?"
"Since Angelina got a new sports singlet."
"Should have known. So what are you two discussing?" George and Katie sat on either side of Alicia.
"I have a plan to get you to the Ball."
Alicia proceeded to tell George and Katie what she had in mind.
"I never knew you were so cunning," he said.
"Neither did I," she admitted.
"How are you going to get everyone to listen though?" Katie asked.
"If you wear that top you'll have the attention of all the male Gryffindors," George smirked.
"You're as bad as your brother," Alicia shook her head.
"Actually I may be able to help you out," George jumped up and headed back to his room.
"Should I be worried?" Alicia glanced at the girls.
"Definitely."'
The portrait opened and Neville stepped aside to let Angelina and the boys in. They each gave Neville a strange look and headed for the girls.
"What's with him?" Fred gestured to Neville who had resumed his stance.
"He's helping me with my brilliant plan."
"Are you ever going to tell us about it?" Angelina asked.
Alicia was getting sick of explaining it but she told her friends anyway.
"That is so cool!" Fred exclaimed.
"How'd you come up with it?" Lee asked.
"It happens in the muggle world all the time."
Fred, Lee and Angelina then went upstairs to shower and change. Alicia, Hermione and Katie stayed behind and caught up on some gossip.
"I'm getting tired," Neville complained.
"Just a while longer. Everyone should be coming down for breakfast in about half an hour."
"Half an hour! I won't last another ten minutes!"
"Do you want me to go get Harry to take over for you? I'm sure he would. He's such a nice strong boy," Alicia stood up.
"No. Don't get Harry I can do it," Neville said defiantly. He was sick of other people showing him up.
Alicia sat back down again and Hermione nodded approvingly.
"You're quite the manipulator."
"It's a natural talent," Alicia shrugged.
George returned with his pockets bulging. Alicia decided she didn't want to know what he was up to.
"Hey did you hear Clover asked Andrew to the Ball last night?"
"No. That's cool."
There was a bit more gossip then the other three returned and a strange air of excitement surrounded the group. Everyone was in agreement that Alicia's plan was clever and rather daring. Fred said that if it worked it would go down in Hogwarts history.
Harry and Ron decided to go down to breakfast a little early. In the common room they found Hermione and the seventh years huddled around a table. Alicia was talking and everyone was listening intently. No one noticed Harry and Ron head towards the portrait hole.
"Would you mind stepping aside, Neville?" Harry asked politely.
"I'm sorry sir but I can't let you pass," Neville remained in position.
"Sir? What are you on about?" Ron demanded.
"I can't let you leave."
"You can't? Stop being a stupid prat and get out of the way."
"Are you forgetting what happened the last time you tried to stop us leaving?" Harry asked.
"Ms. Spinnet gave me strict instructions not to let anyone leave for breakfast."
"Alicia? Alicia told you not to let us out?"
"Yes sir."
"Stop calling me sir."
"Right. I'll sort this out. Alicia!" Ron bellowed.
She left the table to find out what all the yelling was about. Last thing she needed was someone stuffing up her ingenious plan.
"What's up Ronniekins?"
"Don't call me that," he winced.
"Neville reckons you told him not to let us go to breakfast."
"I did tell Neville that."
"Um, ok…why then?"
"I have an announcement to make."
"About what?"
"You'll find out soon enough. Now would you two care to help me out by doing Neville's job for a while?"
"Nope."
"Please. Come on boys. I need two handsome boys like yourself to make sure no one leaves."
"Your flattery no longer works on me," Ron said nonchalantly.
"I'll do it," Harry offered.
"Thanks Harry, you're an angel."
Neville let out a sigh of relief and grabbed Trevor from under a lounge suite and scurried upstairs. Alicia returned to her friends. She was chewing her lip so much that she almost drew blood. As it neared eight o'clock she began to get jumpy. George touched her leg and she kicked out as a knee jerk reaction.
"Ouch! You just kicked me!" Katie squealed.
"Sorry. Oh, I can't do this," Alicia moaned and put her forehead on the table.
"I suppose I can do it if you really don't want to," George rubbed her back.
Alicia shook her head. It had to come from her.
Ten minutes later the common room was packed with displeased students. Alicia sent Hermione and George to check the dorms were empty. They returned with a few stragglers and once she was sure the whole house was there she began.
"Excuse me! Can I have your attention please!"
No one heard her. Alicia wasn't known for her loud voice. She sighed; this was going to be harder than she thought.
"Flash 'em your assets," Fred suggested.
"I'm not going to flash anything!" Alicia said adamantly.
"It'll get their attention is all I'm saying."
"You're so NOT helping."
"I've got this under control. Climb up onto the table and I'll take care of it," George offered his hand to Alicia.
"On top of the table?" She asked skeptically. She trusted George with her life though so she took his hand and stepped on a chair then onto the table.
Some students turned around to see who was on the table but most people ignored her. Getting on the table hadn't got their attention effectively. Alicia was about to point this out to George when there was a loud bang that made her jump. She nearly fell off the table in shock.
The rest of the students yelped and shrieked. Alicia then realised the source of the commotion was a Filibuster Firework George had thrown in front of her. It had managed to capture everyone's attention.
"Could you warn me before you do that again?" Alicia placed her hand over her pounding heart and peered down at George.
"Sorry," he grinned sheepishly.
Alicia smiled as well. He was still a Weasley twin at heart after all. She should have expected as much from him.
"What's going on?" Many students demanded.
Alicia froze; she wasn't too fond of public speaking. George jumped up onto the table with her.
"Shut your mouths and let the girl talk! Go ahead sweetheart," he added under his breath to Alicia.
Alicia had completely lost her train of thought. Unless she was hearing things George Weasley just called her sweetheart. Her stomach fluttered in a very unsettling way.
"Well?" Parvati Patil looked on expectantly.
"Right," Alicia shook her head in an attempt to gather her thoughts. George hopped off the table and she was able to begin.
"Fellow Gryffindors! No doubt you've all heard about the injustice lately regarding one George Weasley and one Roger Davies. You all know that as punishment George has been banned from attending the Yule Ball. I feel this is completely unjust and unnecesary!"
Everyone just stared at her.
"Didn't George break his nose though?" Dean Thomas wondered.
"I heard he attacked Roger for no reason," Ginny's friend Sandy added.
"Yes, George did break his nose but the attack was by no means unprovoked. To combat this inequity I propose that as a house we boycott the Yule Ball completely."
Alicia's proposition was met with stunned silence. Ron was the first to speak.
"You mean skip the Ball all together?"
"You're quick this morning, little brother," Fred stated.
"I'm not missing the Ball!" Numerous students chorused.
"Why should we boycott because George bashed Roger for no reason?" Lavender demanded.
"I told you before, George was provoked!" Alicia stomped her foot in annoyance.
"Well how was he provoked?"
Alicia stopped. She didn't want to have the whole house in on her humiliation. This had not been part of the plan; she had expected the students to jump at the chance to support one of their fellow Gryffindors. Now that she thought it over it was a huge flaw in her scheme that no one failed to spot. How could she expect everyone to disregard the very thing they were looking forward too?
"It's all right, Licia, you tried," George shrugged and pretended that he wasn't disappointed. He wasn't a very good actor though and Alicia saw right through his brave face.
"You want to know the whole story? Well here you go."
As Alicia retold the entire horrific story George's eyes widened. This wasn't supposed to happen. If he had known she was going to do this he wouldn't have let her. The last thing she needed was to relive the experience.
"Then Roger grabbed me by the hair. That was when George jumped in and broke his nose," Alicia finished. She was shaking slightly and her eyes stung but she remained defiant.
Alicia had literally poured her heart out to everyone but they still looked a little skeptical.
"That's really what happened. I was there," Harry spoke up from where he was still standing guard.
There was a collective gasp from the crowd of Gryffindors. Harry Potter wouldn't lie.
"What kind of guy pulls a girls hair?" Seamus Finngan shook his head sadly.
"Not a very nice one obviously," Lavender answered.
"You poor thing," sixth year student Clover cooed.
Alicia hadn't done this for sympathy though, "So what do you say? Do we boycott or not?"
"Boycott!" Came the cry.
"Superb!" Alicia clapped her hands.
She proceeded to tell the Gryffindors the rest of the plan. Phase two was going to be the hardest part and it was all up to Alicia.
"They should be coming to see where we are any minute now," Alicia told the anxious students.
No sooner had she spoken when the portrait opened and Professor McGonagall entered followed closely by Professor Dumbledore.
Alicia stomach plummeted to somewhere around her ankles at the sight of the headmaster. She hadn't been expecting him.
"What in Merlin's name is going on?" McGonagall demanded. She had her hands on her hips and her lips pursed even tighter than usual.
"Professors, as a house we have decided to boycott the Yule Ball in protest of the unfair treatment of George Weasley."
Dumbledore took off his glasses and rubbed them on his robes then placed them back on and squinted at Alicia. She gulped nervously.
"Ms. Spinnet? I hadn't expected something of this nature to come from you."
"I know sir but this is something I strongly believe in and I'm willing to fight for it."
"You really expect these scare tactics to work?" McGonagall looked around at the students.
Time for phase two.
"I must warn you though. If in fact everyone is not allowed to attend the dance then we'll just have our own celebration in Gryffindor tower. As you know, our parties have been known to be very destructive and raucous," Alicia said.
"Who knows what shenanigans we'll get up to," Fred added.
"Shenanigans?" McGonagall peered down her nose at him
"Alcohol, adultery, vandalism…need I continue?"
"No Mr. Weasley, I believe that's enough. Well I see we have no choice but to -"
"Let George attend the Ball," Dumbledore interrupted Professor McGonagall suddenly.
"Yes!" Alicia squealed.
"Of course as an alternative punishment he'll have to clean the boys first floor bathroom every week for a month."
"Absolutely," George nodded fervently.
"But with all do respect Professor Dumbledore…" McGonagall began.
"Come Minerva, I still need your help picking a band for the Ball," Dumbledore grabbed the confused professor by the arm and steered her out of the common room.
"It worked!" Alicia threw her arms in the air as the portrait closed behind them.
"You did it!"
"What happened in there? I was about to take points from them," McGonagall complained as they walked through the corridors.
"I know but you have to admire their courage and ability to stand united. I know we could have just taken points and been done with it but sometimes creativity needs to be rewarded."
"Really, Albus, you just have a soft spot for Gryffindor."
Back in the common room the students were celebrating and Fred and Lee had gone down to the kitchens to get some breakfast for everyone.
"It actually worked," Alicia leapt off the table and threw her arms around George's neck.
"Davies is gonna be so pissed off," Angelina laughed.
"We get to go to the dance!"
Without even thinking she thrust her lips onto George's. He was taken aback to say the least. All the whistling from the Gryffindors was forgotten and all that mattered to George was Alicia. He imagined their first kiss over and over again and his girl didn't disappoint.
Alicia's head felt incredibly light as she felt George's tongue caress her own. She was losing control and she felt like she'd melt into him if this continued much longer. She wasn't quite ready to give herself to him, so regrettably she pulled away.
"Why'd you tell everyone about you and Davies?" George asked with her still in his arms.
"Well relationships are all about sacrifices."
"Really?" He tilted his head in mock quandary. "I thought relationships were about snogging and groping?"
"Yeah, that to," Alicia giggled.
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A/N: What a nice way to finish the chapter. Please review and tell me what you thought. At the moment I'm planning two more chapters. After that I'm thinking of doing a prequel. It will go back to the first year of the twins, Alicia, Angelina etc. It's just an idea at the moment. Tell me if you like the concept. It will have some Alicia/Oliver and we'll find out how George first became attracted to Alicia. If you want it I'll do it (even if you don't want it I'll probably do it anyway!) Ok thanks for reading and please review.