"Fred! Ow...watch out! You just elbowed me in the stomach."
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"Sorry, I can't really keep track of all my appendages when I'm rolling around in the snow," Fred replied with a grin. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________ During their walk, the two had decided to make snow angels, but had soon started to roll down a snow covered hill. When they reached the bottom, Fred had ended up on top of Devian. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Hey, Dev?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Hmm?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "I was just thinking, we haven't 'been' together in a while." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "But, we're together right now." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "No, been together." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Ohhh," she said then giggled as he leaned his head down to kiss her, "but we can't do that now. There's no time, we have to go back to the castle soon and watch the movie." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Who said we needed alot of time?" He asked, trying to kiss her again. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ She gently pushed him back."You may not need alot of time, but I do...time is what makes it special...you do want it to be special, don't you?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________ "Okay, fine. How 'bout after the movie. We can meet at our secret place. We'd go there together but I have to do something first." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Right, okay. What movie are we watching anyway?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Another Star Wars sequeal." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Urgh, I don't want anymore weird dreams."
Although Star Wars isn't supposed to be humorous, with people like George and Devian to make impersinations, it was hard not to laugh. With everyone in such a good mood, the night couldn't get any better. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________ Even though it wouldn't be the first time, Devian was excited, and even a little nervous about her upcoming meeting. Knowing Fred was going to be late, Devain still went there right after the movie ended. She expected to be waiting for awhile but got there to find that he had already arrived. In her eyes, he looked about as nervous as she felt, which was odd, because Fred was normally so confident about their times together. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ Why am I so nervous? It's not like we haven't done this before. She thought to her self. Oh, hell. Why don't I just go for it? ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ And with that she walked up to Fred and gave him a very seductive, passionate kiss. When she pulled away, he tried to speak, but she interrupted him, determined, she put her finger on his mouth, "Shhh, don't speak," she whispered and gave him another kiss. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ Afterwards, Devian lie there with her arms around Fred's waist thinking about what had just happened. It had definately been different from her other experiences with Fred. She couldn't place it but something didn't quite feel right. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "That was great, but I thought you wanted to start slow," Fred said as he turned to look Devian in the eyes. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "What?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________ "No, I appreciate it Nella, I really do..." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________ "Wait, what did you say?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________ "I like you alot..." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "No, say my name." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Umm, if you wanted to be like that, we should have done it earlier. I'm being serious now." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "I mean what did you call me?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Umm, Nella?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Oh. My. God. So then I take it you're not Fred?" Devian asked weakly. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ "Am I supposed to be? I thought you didn't like Fred like that." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "I'm Devian," she said, a look of horror coming over her face.
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As Fred made his way to meet Devian, he bumped into someone. "Devian?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Oh, no I'm Nella." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "What are you doing here?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "I'm meeting...someone." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Wow, me too, but I'm kind of late, so I better hurry..." suddenly he grinned at her, "you're meeting George, aren't you?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "Ummm...well, you see...alright, fine, I'm meeting him! So what?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ He laughed at her. "I knew it the whole time... I mean the way you two look at each other, it's so obvious..." Fred trailed off, looking behind her. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "What?" Nella asked. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "What are you two doing out of bed after hours? Come with me, NOW! I'm giving you both detention, tonight. I needed someone to clean the trophies," Filch said with triumph in his voice. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________
After a disgusting and almost unbearble two hours of scrubbing and polishing off trophies, Fred and Nella made their way back to the Gryffindor Common room. Nella was going with Fred so she could personally explain to George why she didn't show up. Just before they made it to the portrait whole, Fred stopped and turned to Nella, "Where were you supposed to meet George?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "Well, I'm not supposed to tell anyone but it's the third room on the right down that hallway," she pointed. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Wow, what a coincidence. That's the same room me and Devian meet at." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Wait...you don't think that because we didn't come that they would have..." Nella said, and they both stood in thoughful silence for a moment. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "No, they would have realized...wouldn't they have?" At that moment a scream came from the exact room that they were to meet at. Not more then a few seconds passed when Harry and Ron come bursting out of the portrait hole to run right into Fred and Nella. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________ "Did you hear that? It sounds like someone could be in trouble," Harry said, sounding worried. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "It's dark magic I tell you. DARK MAGIC!! I'll save whoever is in trouble. Don't worry!" With that Ron turned and ran in the opposite direction from where the screaming had come. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Uhh, he's just a little tired," Harry tried to explain. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ They were just about to go investigate when George and Devian emerged from the aformentioned room, adjusting their clothes. Devian was wiping the tears from her face. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ Everyone stood in silent shock (except for Harry who was just tired and confused) until Fred spoke up. "Wh..What happened?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "What happened? WHAT HAPPENED? I shagged your brother that's what happened," Devian screamed, then burst into tears, again. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Okay, hold on here. Everyone say your name so I know what's going on," Harry interrupted. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ Fred then pointed, "That would be Devian and George." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "Ohhhhhhh. That's not happy." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "No, no it's not," Fred said, "And it's all Filch's damn fault. The nasty old git." Fred then explained what happened. When he was done he walked up to Devian and pulled her into a tight embrace, trying his best to comfort her. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "But..but I thought you would hate me," she said through her tears. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "It wasn't your fault, you thought it was me, and we all know I'm dead sexy and irresistable," Fred said with a smirk, then wiped away a fugitive tear on her face. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "Hey, since I'm your twin, does that mean I'm dead sexy and irresistable as well?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ Before Fred could say anything mean, Nella cut in, "Yes, of course," and gave him a kiss. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ Before they could say their goodnights Ron came running up, obviously out of breath. He bent down and put his hands on his knees, panting, stood back up to speak, pointing a finger in the air as if he were about to make a point, then changed his mind and resumed the out of breath position. Finally, he stood up, "I...didn't...find...the...poopetrator," he gasped. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________ "Ummm...that would be perpetrator, Ron, perpetrator," George said, trying not to laugh. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "No! the poopetrator! I will not rest until the poopetrator is caught!" And with that he passed out. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ Harry looked at the others, "Yea, he's actually more than just a little tired." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ As soon as they helped Harry drag Ron into the common room, George decided to walk Nella to her house. After Harry and Ron had made it up to their dormitory, Devian and Fred sat on the couch, talking about what had happened. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "You know I don't blame you, right?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "Yes, but I still feel bad, I should have known it wasn't you." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "But you of all people know that me and George are identical to the very last freckle." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Physically, yes, but I should have known by the way he was acting." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Did George say anything?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ "Well...I kind of didn't let him," She said, blushing. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Oh really? How come you're never that forceful with me?" He asked, grinning. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "I can be if you want me to..." she said slyly, and kissed him.
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Harry awoke early the next morning, to prepare for the grueling quidditch practice later that day. He was always the first to get up, being as though he was the quidditch captain since Wood had left. Still feeling groggy, he first thought he was imagining things when he came down the steps and saw two bodies sprawled out on the couch. As he got closer, he realized that it was actually Fred and Devian, laying in one another's arms. Feeling the need to wake them up so that more people wouldn't see them, because he thought they had been through enough lately, he poked Fred in the head. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "Huh...Wha happened?" Fred mumbled slowly ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ "You fell asleep on the couch. I advise that you get up soon, shower, and get ready for quidditch practice. It's gonna be a tough one." ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________ "Oh ok..." But he had fallen back asleep. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Ok, I didn't wanna have to do this, but you leave me no choice." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ He grabbed Fred's arm, and pulled hard, sending his teammate crashing to the floor. This startled him, but he was not fully awake until Devian rolled on top of him. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "Hey, watcha do that for?" He groaned. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Tough love, Fred, tough love. Do you really want everyone to come down and see you two like this? Besides, quidditch practice starts in an hour, and I know you're not the fastest person in the morning. Anyway, I have my hands full with waking up Ron, after all, we can't start practice without our keeper." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________ "Yes, right, that's the ticket,"Fred nodded sleepily. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Oh God, you're impossible! You better be up in time for practice, or I'll kick you!" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________ Harry turned and stomped back up the steps. He sighed as he realized it would be ten times harder to wake up Ron. ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ "Ron, get up," Harry said, shaking him. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "No." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "Yes Ron, quidditch practice, remember? It starts in less than an hour." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "But the penguins..." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "What about them?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "They're stealing my sanity." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "You don't have any sanity left, now get up before I'm the one without any." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Euuuurgh." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Alright, guess it's time for more tough love." Harry sighed. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ He dragged Ron to the bathroom, threw him in the shower, and turned the cold water on full blast. Seconds later a scream echoed through his dormitory and into the common room. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ Fred lifted his head, now fully awake. "Sounds like Harry got Ron up. Uhh...Dev?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "What?" she mumbled sleepily. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "Could ya get off me?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "No, I'm comfortable." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "How can you be comfortable with one leg on the couch, the other under the table, your arm over my head, and your head twisted at un unnatural angle, and all of this while laying on top of me?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ "You wouldn't understand. Now if you don't mind, I'm going back to sleep." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Alright Dev, come on," he said, pushing her up. "I have to get ready for quidditch practice." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Arrrgh." She said groggily. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "Look, I'd stay here if I could, but if I did, apparantly Harry would kick me, and I don't really want that. Here, I'll help you to your bed," he said, pulling her toward the stairs. "There you go. Comfortable? I'll see you later, the practice shouldn't last long." He kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Fred?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "What?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Remind me later when I'm awake that I want to kick Harry." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "Will do." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________END OF CHAPTER!!! Please, nobody ask why Fred and Devian were making snow angels...i just needed a quick way to get them at the bottom of a snow covered hill. People please review!!!!Please, I need reviews!!!
____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________ DISCLAIMER: All Harry Potter related characters and ideas belong to J.K. Rowling. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________
"Sorry, I can't really keep track of all my appendages when I'm rolling around in the snow," Fred replied with a grin. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________________ During their walk, the two had decided to make snow angels, but had soon started to roll down a snow covered hill. When they reached the bottom, Fred had ended up on top of Devian. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Hey, Dev?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Hmm?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "I was just thinking, we haven't 'been' together in a while." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "But, we're together right now." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "No, been together." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Ohhh," she said then giggled as he leaned his head down to kiss her, "but we can't do that now. There's no time, we have to go back to the castle soon and watch the movie." ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Who said we needed alot of time?" He asked, trying to kiss her again. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ She gently pushed him back."You may not need alot of time, but I do...time is what makes it special...you do want it to be special, don't you?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________ "Okay, fine. How 'bout after the movie. We can meet at our secret place. We'd go there together but I have to do something first." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Right, okay. What movie are we watching anyway?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Another Star Wars sequeal." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Urgh, I don't want anymore weird dreams."
Although Star Wars isn't supposed to be humorous, with people like George and Devian to make impersinations, it was hard not to laugh. With everyone in such a good mood, the night couldn't get any better. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________ Even though it wouldn't be the first time, Devian was excited, and even a little nervous about her upcoming meeting. Knowing Fred was going to be late, Devain still went there right after the movie ended. She expected to be waiting for awhile but got there to find that he had already arrived. In her eyes, he looked about as nervous as she felt, which was odd, because Fred was normally so confident about their times together. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ Why am I so nervous? It's not like we haven't done this before. She thought to her self. Oh, hell. Why don't I just go for it? ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ And with that she walked up to Fred and gave him a very seductive, passionate kiss. When she pulled away, he tried to speak, but she interrupted him, determined, she put her finger on his mouth, "Shhh, don't speak," she whispered and gave him another kiss. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ Afterwards, Devian lie there with her arms around Fred's waist thinking about what had just happened. It had definately been different from her other experiences with Fred. She couldn't place it but something didn't quite feel right. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "That was great, but I thought you wanted to start slow," Fred said as he turned to look Devian in the eyes. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "What?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________ "No, I appreciate it Nella, I really do..." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________ "Wait, what did you say?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________ "I like you alot..." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "No, say my name." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Umm, if you wanted to be like that, we should have done it earlier. I'm being serious now." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "I mean what did you call me?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Umm, Nella?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Oh. My. God. So then I take it you're not Fred?" Devian asked weakly. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ "Am I supposed to be? I thought you didn't like Fred like that." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "I'm Devian," she said, a look of horror coming over her face.
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As Fred made his way to meet Devian, he bumped into someone. "Devian?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Oh, no I'm Nella." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "What are you doing here?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "I'm meeting...someone." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Wow, me too, but I'm kind of late, so I better hurry..." suddenly he grinned at her, "you're meeting George, aren't you?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "Ummm...well, you see...alright, fine, I'm meeting him! So what?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ He laughed at her. "I knew it the whole time... I mean the way you two look at each other, it's so obvious..." Fred trailed off, looking behind her. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "What?" Nella asked. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "What are you two doing out of bed after hours? Come with me, NOW! I'm giving you both detention, tonight. I needed someone to clean the trophies," Filch said with triumph in his voice. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________
After a disgusting and almost unbearble two hours of scrubbing and polishing off trophies, Fred and Nella made their way back to the Gryffindor Common room. Nella was going with Fred so she could personally explain to George why she didn't show up. Just before they made it to the portrait whole, Fred stopped and turned to Nella, "Where were you supposed to meet George?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "Well, I'm not supposed to tell anyone but it's the third room on the right down that hallway," she pointed. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Wow, what a coincidence. That's the same room me and Devian meet at." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Wait...you don't think that because we didn't come that they would have..." Nella said, and they both stood in thoughful silence for a moment. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "No, they would have realized...wouldn't they have?" At that moment a scream came from the exact room that they were to meet at. Not more then a few seconds passed when Harry and Ron come bursting out of the portrait hole to run right into Fred and Nella. ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________ "Did you hear that? It sounds like someone could be in trouble," Harry said, sounding worried. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "It's dark magic I tell you. DARK MAGIC!! I'll save whoever is in trouble. Don't worry!" With that Ron turned and ran in the opposite direction from where the screaming had come. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Uhh, he's just a little tired," Harry tried to explain. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ They were just about to go investigate when George and Devian emerged from the aformentioned room, adjusting their clothes. Devian was wiping the tears from her face. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ Everyone stood in silent shock (except for Harry who was just tired and confused) until Fred spoke up. "Wh..What happened?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "What happened? WHAT HAPPENED? I shagged your brother that's what happened," Devian screamed, then burst into tears, again. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Okay, hold on here. Everyone say your name so I know what's going on," Harry interrupted. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ Fred then pointed, "That would be Devian and George." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "Ohhhhhhh. That's not happy." ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "No, no it's not," Fred said, "And it's all Filch's damn fault. The nasty old git." Fred then explained what happened. When he was done he walked up to Devian and pulled her into a tight embrace, trying his best to comfort her. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "But..but I thought you would hate me," she said through her tears. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "It wasn't your fault, you thought it was me, and we all know I'm dead sexy and irresistable," Fred said with a smirk, then wiped away a fugitive tear on her face. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "Hey, since I'm your twin, does that mean I'm dead sexy and irresistable as well?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ Before Fred could say anything mean, Nella cut in, "Yes, of course," and gave him a kiss. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ Before they could say their goodnights Ron came running up, obviously out of breath. He bent down and put his hands on his knees, panting, stood back up to speak, pointing a finger in the air as if he were about to make a point, then changed his mind and resumed the out of breath position. Finally, he stood up, "I...didn't...find...the...poopetrator," he gasped. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________________ "Ummm...that would be perpetrator, Ron, perpetrator," George said, trying not to laugh. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "No! the poopetrator! I will not rest until the poopetrator is caught!" And with that he passed out. ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ Harry looked at the others, "Yea, he's actually more than just a little tired." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ As soon as they helped Harry drag Ron into the common room, George decided to walk Nella to her house. After Harry and Ron had made it up to their dormitory, Devian and Fred sat on the couch, talking about what had happened. ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "You know I don't blame you, right?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "Yes, but I still feel bad, I should have known it wasn't you." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "But you of all people know that me and George are identical to the very last freckle." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "Physically, yes, but I should have known by the way he was acting." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Did George say anything?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ "Well...I kind of didn't let him," She said, blushing. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Oh really? How come you're never that forceful with me?" He asked, grinning. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "I can be if you want me to..." she said slyly, and kissed him.
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Harry awoke early the next morning, to prepare for the grueling quidditch practice later that day. He was always the first to get up, being as though he was the quidditch captain since Wood had left. Still feeling groggy, he first thought he was imagining things when he came down the steps and saw two bodies sprawled out on the couch. As he got closer, he realized that it was actually Fred and Devian, laying in one another's arms. Feeling the need to wake them up so that more people wouldn't see them, because he thought they had been through enough lately, he poked Fred in the head. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "Huh...Wha happened?" Fred mumbled slowly ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ "You fell asleep on the couch. I advise that you get up soon, shower, and get ready for quidditch practice. It's gonna be a tough one." ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________ "Oh ok..." But he had fallen back asleep. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Ok, I didn't wanna have to do this, but you leave me no choice." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ He grabbed Fred's arm, and pulled hard, sending his teammate crashing to the floor. This startled him, but he was not fully awake until Devian rolled on top of him. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "Hey, watcha do that for?" He groaned. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Tough love, Fred, tough love. Do you really want everyone to come down and see you two like this? Besides, quidditch practice starts in an hour, and I know you're not the fastest person in the morning. Anyway, I have my hands full with waking up Ron, after all, we can't start practice without our keeper." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________ "Yes, right, that's the ticket,"Fred nodded sleepily. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Oh God, you're impossible! You better be up in time for practice, or I'll kick you!" ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________________ Harry turned and stomped back up the steps. He sighed as he realized it would be ten times harder to wake up Ron. ____________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________ "Ron, get up," Harry said, shaking him. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "No." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "Yes Ron, quidditch practice, remember? It starts in less than an hour." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "But the penguins..." ____________________________________________________________________________ _______________________________ "What about them?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "They're stealing my sanity." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "You don't have any sanity left, now get up before I'm the one without any." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Euuuurgh." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Alright, guess it's time for more tough love." Harry sighed. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ He dragged Ron to the bathroom, threw him in the shower, and turned the cold water on full blast. Seconds later a scream echoed through his dormitory and into the common room. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ Fred lifted his head, now fully awake. "Sounds like Harry got Ron up. Uhh...Dev?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "What?" she mumbled sleepily. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________ "Could ya get off me?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _________________________________ "No, I'm comfortable." ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________ "How can you be comfortable with one leg on the couch, the other under the table, your arm over my head, and your head twisted at un unnatural angle, and all of this while laying on top of me?" ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________ "You wouldn't understand. Now if you don't mind, I'm going back to sleep." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________ "Alright Dev, come on," he said, pushing her up. "I have to get ready for quidditch practice." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________ "Arrrgh." She said groggily. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________ "Look, I'd stay here if I could, but if I did, apparantly Harry would kick me, and I don't really want that. Here, I'll help you to your bed," he said, pulling her toward the stairs. "There you go. Comfortable? I'll see you later, the practice shouldn't last long." He kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave. ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "Fred?" ____________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________ "What?" ____________________________________________________________________________ _____________________________________ "Remind me later when I'm awake that I want to kick Harry." ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________ "Will do." ____________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________END OF CHAPTER!!! Please, nobody ask why Fred and Devian were making snow angels...i just needed a quick way to get them at the bottom of a snow covered hill. People please review!!!!Please, I need reviews!!!