Disclaimer: I own Cherry and Jeramy who you never actually meet they're
just mentioned, everything else belongs to J.K.Rowling
A/N: Once again I need to apologise for not uploading for ages, but I hardly got any reviews for the last chapter so I moved onto other story's again ('One bad boy' and 'Before ever after'). Basically if I don't get reviews I change story's because it's kinda disheartening. But here it is, in case you've forgotten what's been happening there's a brief summery
Angelina has come back to the wizarding world after been away for a long time
Fred and George own their own joke shop and it's very successful, they also share a flat. George is at the moment dating Cherry
Alicia constantly dates George and breaks up, she is letting Angelina stay with her and is at the moment dating Jeramy
Harry and Hermione are very happily together after defeating Voldemort, Harry plays professional Quidditch and is in the England team with Oliver (I know he's Scottish in the film, but just humour me, imagine he had English grandparents or something)
Other recurring characters are Lee, Ron, Katie, Cho and lots of other people
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'Fred it's here' George yelled running into the flat excitedly
'Where's the fire?' Angelina asked stupidly rubbing her eyes as she sat up on the sofa where she had being happily dozing
'It's the Witches Weekly list of this year's hottest eligible bachelors' Hermione explained without caring as she and Harry sat drinking coffee and smiling happily at each other
'Oh that thing, George was going on about that for months' Alicia said wandering over to them with a yawn accidentally kicking Ron who was asleep on the floor and waking him up. A small crowd of Fred, Angelina, Alicia, Ron, Lee and Katie gathered round George who was clutching the magazine as though it was worth more than all the gold in Gringotts
'Well hurry up' Lee grumbled at the amount of time George was taking to open it
'Ok' they all skimmed through the pages quickly 'There we are' Fred shrieked and George stopped changing the pages to read what it said. There was silence for a few minutes as everyone read what it said about Fred and George
'Joint 32nd, that's not bad' Fred said proudly
'You know this is pretty funny' Angelina said giggling which earned her glares from Fred and George
'She's right, they must have made this stuff up, it's so very fake, listen to this bit' Alicia said as she proceeded to quote bits of the article 'Even though the Weasley twins are very similar, they are both rich and very attractive, at the same time they are both very different'
'What's so funny about that?' George asked defensively
'How can you be similar and different at the same time? Ooo wait I've found an even funnier bit about George' Alicia continued 'George has a bit of a reputation as a ladies man, which isn't a bad thing as it means all you girls out there still have a chance, he has more ruggedly handsome looks than his twin'
'Well I do' George said big-headedly
'The bit about Fred is just as funny' Angelina laughed before reading 'Fred has a very defined chiselled chin and his eyes are probably his best feature, they just scream come-to-bed at you'
'Hey Angelina look at me' Fred said swinging Angelina round to face him, they stared at each other for a few minutes
'No Fred Weasley I will not go to bed with you' Angelina knew exactly what Fred was doing
'Damn, you know me too well' Fred joked and everyone laughed
'I want to know who beat them' Lee said grabbing the magazine and flicking through it
'Look Oliver's at 15 and Krum's at 6' Katie exclaimed, pointing out the Quidditch players
'Malfoy's at 8' George glared at the picture and he wasn't the only one who did, Ron in particular appeared disgusted
'Who's at number one?' Ron asked as he turned the pages, everyone fell silent and quite a few of them glanced at Harry and Hermione who were sat happily in the corner just listening
'So who's number one?' Harry asked seeming confused, Hermione's eyes narrowed as her mind worked quickly, she jumped up and snatched the magazine out of Ron's hands
'Bloody hell, not again' she muttered as she read through the article quickly
'Herm, what's wrong?' Harry asked gently as he walked up to her nervously, she silently held out the magazine to him, there was a picture of a bewildered Harry trying to escape the photo in the number one position
'This is ridiculous' Harry shouted getting angry 'Hermione you know that you are the only one for me, I'll do anything for you, you have to believe me'
'I do' Hermione said with a sigh, Harry dropped to his knees and hugged her round the waist, Hermione gently stroked his hair until he stood up and hugged her again.
'Come on let's go home' Harry said as he took Hermione's hand and kissed it
'Weren't you going to give them something?' Hermione said gently not letting go of Harry's hand
'Oh of course, Oliver and me were talking and we wondered whether all of you would like to come to France to watch us in the Quidditch match' Harry said nervously as though he wasn't sure of the response
'Wow Harry that's really generous' Angelina said happily
'We'd love to' Fred said before the offer was withdrawn
'I always wanted to go to Paris' Alicia said excitedly
'Cheers mate' Ron said as he grinned at his best friends
'Yeah thanks' Lee, George and Katie echoed
'Well come on number one eligible bachelor, it's time we went home' Hermione said
'But I'm not sleepy' Harry protested childishly even though it was the morning
'Who said anything about sleeping?' Hermione grinned wickedly as Harry gaped at her, everyone else in the room looked mildly shocked at Hermione who was acting very out of character
'Woo, jackpot, got to go, we'll see you all later, much later' Harry said grinning as he practically pulled Hermione through the door in his haste to get home
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'Charlie's coming back to England' George said in surprise later that evening as he read a letter his mother had just sent him, his owl fluttered round his head trying to get his attention but George just kept ignoring it as he read, with an indignant squawk the owl flew away
'He was the really great seeker right?' Angelina asked looking up from her magazine
'Yes, another part of the Weasley family Quidditch sensations' Fred answered for George who was busy reading the rest of what seemed to be a essay rather than a letter
'What?'
'Ginny plays chaser, Ron played keeper for our final year at school, Charlie played seeker and me and George are beaters' Fred explained as though it was the most obvious thing in the world
'Almost enough for your own team' Angelina pointed out
'Yes us Weasley's rule at Quidditch'
'How very modest' Angelina said sarcastically, Fred shrugged he had never had believed in been modest
'I hope you're not disagreeing with me' Fred also didn't believe that anyone should disagree with him
'I most certainly am' Angelina on the other hand believed very firmly that Fred should always be disagreed with, it had actually caused many arguments
'We could beat any team any day' Fred said narrowing his eyes
'Why don't you two just stop arguing and play Quidditch to decide it' George looked up just as Angelina opened her mouth to reply and start another infamous Fred and Angelina argument
'Great idea, I'll get a Weasley team together' Fred said thoughtfully as he tried to work out who in his family was going to play in the other two chaser positions
'Fine, I'll get my own team together' Angelina jumped up decisively
'Hey, where are you going?' Fred asked in surprise
'I need to owl Oliver and Harry' Angelina paused in the doorway and smiled sweetly at a puzzled Fred
'Oh dear, this isn't going to be easy' Fred hadn't thought about who Angelina could get to play for her, he had assumed that he only had to worry about his own team, but Angelina's team was going to be a problem. However he remained confident that he would be able to put a good team together he just had to get George away from that letter he was reading
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Fred had sneaked off to the pub to meet Lee leaving George to do the washing and tidying up, but Alicia had called round to tell him that she had broken up with Jeramy and George had managed to rope her into helping him. Now Alicia was curled up in the corner of the sofa clutching a mug of hot chocolate, it was a rather cold evening considering it was the middle of summer
'What 'ya doing?' George asked in a playful sign-song voice as he sat down opposite her having finished putting the plates away
'Just admiring your ruggedly handsome good looks' Alicia grinned into her mug of chocolate
'Well that's understandable, after all the papers always speak the truth' George said jokingly
'Shouldn't always believe the press. Are you admitting to being a ladies man?' Alicia inquired tilting her head to glance at him but returning her gaze to her mug quickly
'Maybe I am, but you know you're the only one for me' George said sincerely trying to get Alicia to look at him, he didn't know why he had ever broken up with her, she was a thousand times better than Cherry and any other girl he had ever dated put together
'I know' Alicia said quietly as she now concentrated very hard on stirring the hot chocolate
'In that case look me in the eye'
'I don't see anything' Alicia only glanced at him for a split second before looking away, she hadn't intended to ever get back with George but that was what she always said when they weren't together
'You need to look harder because my eyes are talking to you' George said gently, taking the mug from her hands and placing it on the table, Alicia finally relented and looked into George's eyes
'It looks like come to bed but that's Fred's trick not yours' Alicia muttered trying to keep the mood light, but she was failing miserably as George inched closer to her
'Didn't you just say not to believe the press?' George murmured into Alicia's ear sending shivers down her spine, he didn't wait for an answer, he couldn't. George and Alicia's lips were millimetres away from each other, both waiting for one of them to either make the first move or pull away. Alicia couldn't take it any longer, she leaned forwards and kissed him fiercely, she didn't care about Jeramy, and George didn't care about Cherry, so there was nothing to keep them apart, at least not for tonight.
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A/N: Well like I said at the top, I won't update unless you review so please just leave a quick review it won't take you long
A/N: Once again I need to apologise for not uploading for ages, but I hardly got any reviews for the last chapter so I moved onto other story's again ('One bad boy' and 'Before ever after'). Basically if I don't get reviews I change story's because it's kinda disheartening. But here it is, in case you've forgotten what's been happening there's a brief summery
Angelina has come back to the wizarding world after been away for a long time
Fred and George own their own joke shop and it's very successful, they also share a flat. George is at the moment dating Cherry
Alicia constantly dates George and breaks up, she is letting Angelina stay with her and is at the moment dating Jeramy
Harry and Hermione are very happily together after defeating Voldemort, Harry plays professional Quidditch and is in the England team with Oliver (I know he's Scottish in the film, but just humour me, imagine he had English grandparents or something)
Other recurring characters are Lee, Ron, Katie, Cho and lots of other people
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'Fred it's here' George yelled running into the flat excitedly
'Where's the fire?' Angelina asked stupidly rubbing her eyes as she sat up on the sofa where she had being happily dozing
'It's the Witches Weekly list of this year's hottest eligible bachelors' Hermione explained without caring as she and Harry sat drinking coffee and smiling happily at each other
'Oh that thing, George was going on about that for months' Alicia said wandering over to them with a yawn accidentally kicking Ron who was asleep on the floor and waking him up. A small crowd of Fred, Angelina, Alicia, Ron, Lee and Katie gathered round George who was clutching the magazine as though it was worth more than all the gold in Gringotts
'Well hurry up' Lee grumbled at the amount of time George was taking to open it
'Ok' they all skimmed through the pages quickly 'There we are' Fred shrieked and George stopped changing the pages to read what it said. There was silence for a few minutes as everyone read what it said about Fred and George
'Joint 32nd, that's not bad' Fred said proudly
'You know this is pretty funny' Angelina said giggling which earned her glares from Fred and George
'She's right, they must have made this stuff up, it's so very fake, listen to this bit' Alicia said as she proceeded to quote bits of the article 'Even though the Weasley twins are very similar, they are both rich and very attractive, at the same time they are both very different'
'What's so funny about that?' George asked defensively
'How can you be similar and different at the same time? Ooo wait I've found an even funnier bit about George' Alicia continued 'George has a bit of a reputation as a ladies man, which isn't a bad thing as it means all you girls out there still have a chance, he has more ruggedly handsome looks than his twin'
'Well I do' George said big-headedly
'The bit about Fred is just as funny' Angelina laughed before reading 'Fred has a very defined chiselled chin and his eyes are probably his best feature, they just scream come-to-bed at you'
'Hey Angelina look at me' Fred said swinging Angelina round to face him, they stared at each other for a few minutes
'No Fred Weasley I will not go to bed with you' Angelina knew exactly what Fred was doing
'Damn, you know me too well' Fred joked and everyone laughed
'I want to know who beat them' Lee said grabbing the magazine and flicking through it
'Look Oliver's at 15 and Krum's at 6' Katie exclaimed, pointing out the Quidditch players
'Malfoy's at 8' George glared at the picture and he wasn't the only one who did, Ron in particular appeared disgusted
'Who's at number one?' Ron asked as he turned the pages, everyone fell silent and quite a few of them glanced at Harry and Hermione who were sat happily in the corner just listening
'So who's number one?' Harry asked seeming confused, Hermione's eyes narrowed as her mind worked quickly, she jumped up and snatched the magazine out of Ron's hands
'Bloody hell, not again' she muttered as she read through the article quickly
'Herm, what's wrong?' Harry asked gently as he walked up to her nervously, she silently held out the magazine to him, there was a picture of a bewildered Harry trying to escape the photo in the number one position
'This is ridiculous' Harry shouted getting angry 'Hermione you know that you are the only one for me, I'll do anything for you, you have to believe me'
'I do' Hermione said with a sigh, Harry dropped to his knees and hugged her round the waist, Hermione gently stroked his hair until he stood up and hugged her again.
'Come on let's go home' Harry said as he took Hermione's hand and kissed it
'Weren't you going to give them something?' Hermione said gently not letting go of Harry's hand
'Oh of course, Oliver and me were talking and we wondered whether all of you would like to come to France to watch us in the Quidditch match' Harry said nervously as though he wasn't sure of the response
'Wow Harry that's really generous' Angelina said happily
'We'd love to' Fred said before the offer was withdrawn
'I always wanted to go to Paris' Alicia said excitedly
'Cheers mate' Ron said as he grinned at his best friends
'Yeah thanks' Lee, George and Katie echoed
'Well come on number one eligible bachelor, it's time we went home' Hermione said
'But I'm not sleepy' Harry protested childishly even though it was the morning
'Who said anything about sleeping?' Hermione grinned wickedly as Harry gaped at her, everyone else in the room looked mildly shocked at Hermione who was acting very out of character
'Woo, jackpot, got to go, we'll see you all later, much later' Harry said grinning as he practically pulled Hermione through the door in his haste to get home
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'Charlie's coming back to England' George said in surprise later that evening as he read a letter his mother had just sent him, his owl fluttered round his head trying to get his attention but George just kept ignoring it as he read, with an indignant squawk the owl flew away
'He was the really great seeker right?' Angelina asked looking up from her magazine
'Yes, another part of the Weasley family Quidditch sensations' Fred answered for George who was busy reading the rest of what seemed to be a essay rather than a letter
'What?'
'Ginny plays chaser, Ron played keeper for our final year at school, Charlie played seeker and me and George are beaters' Fred explained as though it was the most obvious thing in the world
'Almost enough for your own team' Angelina pointed out
'Yes us Weasley's rule at Quidditch'
'How very modest' Angelina said sarcastically, Fred shrugged he had never had believed in been modest
'I hope you're not disagreeing with me' Fred also didn't believe that anyone should disagree with him
'I most certainly am' Angelina on the other hand believed very firmly that Fred should always be disagreed with, it had actually caused many arguments
'We could beat any team any day' Fred said narrowing his eyes
'Why don't you two just stop arguing and play Quidditch to decide it' George looked up just as Angelina opened her mouth to reply and start another infamous Fred and Angelina argument
'Great idea, I'll get a Weasley team together' Fred said thoughtfully as he tried to work out who in his family was going to play in the other two chaser positions
'Fine, I'll get my own team together' Angelina jumped up decisively
'Hey, where are you going?' Fred asked in surprise
'I need to owl Oliver and Harry' Angelina paused in the doorway and smiled sweetly at a puzzled Fred
'Oh dear, this isn't going to be easy' Fred hadn't thought about who Angelina could get to play for her, he had assumed that he only had to worry about his own team, but Angelina's team was going to be a problem. However he remained confident that he would be able to put a good team together he just had to get George away from that letter he was reading
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Fred had sneaked off to the pub to meet Lee leaving George to do the washing and tidying up, but Alicia had called round to tell him that she had broken up with Jeramy and George had managed to rope her into helping him. Now Alicia was curled up in the corner of the sofa clutching a mug of hot chocolate, it was a rather cold evening considering it was the middle of summer
'What 'ya doing?' George asked in a playful sign-song voice as he sat down opposite her having finished putting the plates away
'Just admiring your ruggedly handsome good looks' Alicia grinned into her mug of chocolate
'Well that's understandable, after all the papers always speak the truth' George said jokingly
'Shouldn't always believe the press. Are you admitting to being a ladies man?' Alicia inquired tilting her head to glance at him but returning her gaze to her mug quickly
'Maybe I am, but you know you're the only one for me' George said sincerely trying to get Alicia to look at him, he didn't know why he had ever broken up with her, she was a thousand times better than Cherry and any other girl he had ever dated put together
'I know' Alicia said quietly as she now concentrated very hard on stirring the hot chocolate
'In that case look me in the eye'
'I don't see anything' Alicia only glanced at him for a split second before looking away, she hadn't intended to ever get back with George but that was what she always said when they weren't together
'You need to look harder because my eyes are talking to you' George said gently, taking the mug from her hands and placing it on the table, Alicia finally relented and looked into George's eyes
'It looks like come to bed but that's Fred's trick not yours' Alicia muttered trying to keep the mood light, but she was failing miserably as George inched closer to her
'Didn't you just say not to believe the press?' George murmured into Alicia's ear sending shivers down her spine, he didn't wait for an answer, he couldn't. George and Alicia's lips were millimetres away from each other, both waiting for one of them to either make the first move or pull away. Alicia couldn't take it any longer, she leaned forwards and kissed him fiercely, she didn't care about Jeramy, and George didn't care about Cherry, so there was nothing to keep them apart, at least not for tonight.
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A/N: Well like I said at the top, I won't update unless you review so please just leave a quick review it won't take you long