Fred waved and smiled at George as he watched him stride across the pitch, frowning a little when he caught the stony look on his face. 'Probably sulking about Alicia,' he reasoned. His twin stopped in front of him and grabbed his arm. Fred stumbled a little as he felt him pulling him roughly away from the pitch and hurried to keep up with his fast pace. "What's going on?" he asked. George's frown deepened, "Just follow me. I think you would want to know what your Angelina is doing behind your back." Fred's face mirrored his brother's, only this time in confusion. "What do you mean 'behind my back'? George just shook his heads and speeded up. They soon reached the lake and Fred watched in amounting curiosity as George yanked some overhanging branches out of their sight, revealing the lonely clear lake. Fred distantly heard him mutter, "Damn. They left." He faced him, "What's going on? What was Angelina doing?" George sighed and eyed him warily, "Promise me you won't be mad with me." Fred rolled his eyes, "George, you haven't said that since we were six years old!" "I haven't had to tell you something like this before!" Fred just impatiently motioned to him to continue. "Well, I saw her sitting over there by the lake with. with.a guy." He stopped when he saw Fred frowning, then reluctantly said, "I saw her kiss him a little." Fred cursed. Then regained his composure and asked George, "Are you sure it was Angelina?" George nodded. "What do you mean by 'kiss him a little'?" "It wasn't passionate or anything." "So, it could have been chaste?" George winced, "It could have, only it was on the lips." Fred scowled. "Who was he?" George shrugged, "He was a blond." Fred nodded grimly. "Well then, I think it is time for Angelina and I to have a talk."

Fred entered the common room and was immediately enveloped by mindless chatter and noise. He spotted Angelina sitting in a corner with Alicia and walked softly towards her. "- Three Broomsticks," he heard her say. "We can't stay there throughout the whole outing!" Alicia protested. "We could visit the shops after that." "With the boys?" Alicia asked dubiously. "What boys?" Fred cut in. He saw Alicia clamp a hand over her mouth and smiled at Angelina coldly. "Say Angelina, can I talk to you for a little while?" Angelina nodded and he turned and headed up the stairs to his room. Angelina couldn't help but wince when she saw his icy smile and cold voice. 'So he knows,' she thought, somewhat guiltily. Alicia sent her an encouraging look as she followed Fred upstairs, fairly certain that the whole common room is about to witness a smashing and fiery display of fireworks which tended to spark when she and Fred had one of their rare fights.

Fred was facing the window when she entered. Tentatively, she asked him what's wrong. Her calm demeanor almost deserted her when she saw his unsmiling and unusually serious face focus upon her. "You know what's wrong," he snapped. "I do?" she asked, seemingly innocent and ignorant. He snorted. Angelina's temper flared at this point. Why should she be feeling guilty? "I do know what's wrong! My supposed 'boyfriend' is going around cuddling other girls!" Fred's eyes widened in surprise, "What do you mean?" "You know perfectly well what I mean!" "I was not-" he stopped. "Oh.you mean." Angelina glared at him, desperately swallowing the overwhelming feeling that was rising within her, hoping against hope she wouldn't start to cry. So he had been with someone.there was no denying it now. She turned and left Fred staring after her in surprise. Almost blinded by her watery eyes, she raced back down to the common room and up the stairs again, this time to her dorm and hopefully Alicia.

A/N: Oh great. What a mess I have gotten the characters into. And myself.how am I going to sort out their problems when I can't even take care of myself???? Lol.I still think this story sucks so far. Useless brain, can't even think up a decent plot. Thank you for reviewing! Constructive criticism as appreciated as ever! *Blows kisses* You guys ROCK!