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Fred sat on a comfy common room couch, charming his quill to write fliers on pieces of parchment to announce his Big Pimpin' party. Something poked him and he looked up to see Angelina Johnson smiling down at him, standing close enough to him that he could smell the shampoo in her hair.

Don't tell me you've planned another Weasley prank and didn't tell me about it! She pouted.

Actually, Georgenme are planning a party.

I saw the flyer: Wicked Weasley Pimpin Party: Bring Your Own Booty, she grinned. And why wasn't I invited?

It's an open invitation. Hot girls are always invited to Weasley Bring Your Own Booty parties.

I'll be sure to attend then, she said, gave a wink, and skipped off to talk to someone else...Something about that girl made Fred feel as if his whole body were blushing.

Just when he thought he had to couch to himself, someone else plopped down.

So when are you going to tell her? chirped a bright-eyed Ginny.

Tell her what?

Tell her that you fancy her, silly.

But she doesn't like me...How could I tell her? She'll laugh at me. I mean, I'm a Weasley twin; Weasley twins don't fancy girls!

How do you know she doesn't fancy you? You know what? You should tell her tonight at the party. That'd be the perfect opportunity. Otherwise, she grinned evilly. I'll tell her for you.

Had she just weaseled him into doing precisely what he was trying to get her to do? Curse that Ginny! He wished he only had her sweet face; that precious punam could let her get away with murder.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder, gave a cheeky grin, and walked off.

You know, I was thinking, said a voice coming through the portrait hole in casual conversation, What if God was one of us?

Fred turned to see his twin chatting it up with a cute 6th year.

Wow! That's really deep! She appeared to be very interested in what he was talking about.

You know, if he was just a stranger on the Knight bus, trying to make his way home?

Mmm...Philosophy is so sexy! She placed her hands across his chest and looked up at him, clearly trying to get her on.

No, I don't think you're grasping the metaphysical significance of what I'm saying.

Fred dropped his head in his hands; George chose philosophy over a girl? This indeed was weirder than Justin Timberlake dumping Britney Spears.

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There she was. The girl he'd been keen on since he was eleven years old. Blimey – had he just thought that? It just seemed to roll off his...mind...that he fancied her, and maybe he did. Or maybe he was just infatuated with her huge...tracts of land.

But there she was, anyway, across the common room from him, smiling and talking with the twins, complimenting them on their fabulous party, even though it wasn't really like Hermione to relish in social functions...Ron had to hand it to the twins; they really had done a good job transforming the Gryffindor common room into a 1960's shag-lair, complete with hanging cages with go-go dancers inside them.

Apparently Hermione considered it one of the few occasions worth dressing up for. True, she rarely ventured out of her blue jeans and trainers, nor did she do anything with her hair other than pull it back into a haphazard bun. But there she was, in a skirt (of tasteful length, of course) with her long locks straightened into smooth strands of brown...strands.

But it wasn't as if a skirt and silky-smooth hair (Merlin, he wondered, how does she get her hair to do that?) had caused this sudden revelation on Hermione Granger and the attractions thereof. He had always thought that she never looked more beautiful than when she had been up all night studying – wait, he took that back; she was definitely hottest when angry...This was one of the reasons he spent so much time and energy coming up with new and better ways to get her knickers into a twist.

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I apologize if you do not enjoy my particular writing style--I always walk on the line of utter absurdity, including a delicious cornucopia of Americanisms and OOCisms on the way. I'm sorry if you don't like it; it's just the way I write.

I realize that it's been ages since I last updated. I've been gone all summer!