"Yo, Fred! My man! Wassup?"

"Hey, Lee Jordan!" Fred replied, slapping him five. "Not much here, you?"

"Ah, failed Snape's potion test, like usual it was utterly pointless. Managed to grow Flint's tongue about 5 feet long before anyone noticed though, thanks for those ton-tongue toffees!" He laughed.

"Seriously? Man, I wish I had a picture of that!" Fred joined the laughter.

"Don't need to wish, Uncle Lee Jordan has a gift." He pulled out a photo of Marcus Flint clutching his growing tongue as it protruded out of his mouth. "And there's more where that came from!" he yelled excitedly, "soon these babies will be all over school!"

"You managed all that without being caught by Snape?" Fred asked, sounding impressed.

"Hey, I learned from the best," Lee Jordan grinned.

"That you did!" Fred laughed, "But I better be careful or you might pass me!"

"Haha, no one could surpass that ingenious brain of yours!" The two boys laughed until they entered the Great Hall.

"Hey! Fred! Lee Jordan!" Angelina's melodic voice called to them. Turning, Fred saw Angelina and Alicia waving them to two open seats at the table. Hurrying to grab them, the boys raced over before anyone else beat them to it. As they collapsed into the chairs, Fred surveyed the others at the table. Harry sat between Ron and Hermione, across the table from Alicia and Angelina, Ginny sat on the other side of Hermione, and George and Katie sat to the left of Alicia. Lee Jordan had taken the outside of two seats, leaving Fred to sit next to Angelina. Immediately, his heart began racing, his palms got sweaty, and his vision blurred. iWhy does this always happen when I'm with her?/i

"What do you think Fred? Fred?" iOh, geez, how long have they been calling me?/i Fred forced his mind away from Angelina, and back to the conversation. "Hm? Sorry, what did you say?"

"Whoa, someone's mind was lost in space." George joked. Fred's eyes flashed involuntarily to Angelina. None of the others noticed, but Ron's eyes traced the same path as Fred's. iOh my gosh! Fred likes Angelina!/i The thought shot through his mind. The conversation continued on over lunch, but Ron kept staring at Fred, hoping to make eye contact. Finally, as the conversation lulled and everyone took interest in their food, Fred glanced up at him. "Angelina?" Ron mouthed. Fred blushed, how had his younger brother figured it out? Ron grinned, "You like her?" He continued mouthing. Fred nodded then glanced across the table to make sure no one else was watching. "Don't tell anyone." He mouthed back. "Not even George." Ron was shocked, Fred hadn't even told his own twin how he felt about Angelina! Ron was the only one who knew. Grinning, Ron busied himself with his food. Fred sighed, he was surprised at how relieved he was to have told someone. But he was also worried that Ron might open his big mouth and tell somebody. Before he could think on this matter some more, Alicia broke the silence.

"Do you guys remember Brent Janson? From Beauxbatons?"

"Oh! That cute one? Dark hair, green eyes?" Katie squealed.

"WHAT?!?!?" George choked.

"But not as cute as you," Katie reassured him with a wink at Alicia and Angelina.

"Well," Alicia continued, "He asked me out yesterday."

"That's so sweet!" chirped Hermione. "Another long distance relationship!" They all knew she was referring to her relationship with Viktor Krum.

"Yeah," added Angelina, "It's so romantic!"

The five girls giggled and went off into a detailed discussion about guys and romance, while the five boys at their table rolled their eyes. As the other boys fixated themselves on their desserts, Fred leaned back in his chair and stretched his arm, lightly brushing Angelina's hair as she pushed her chair back.

"Oh, sorry," they both mumbled, blushing deeply.

Grabbing his bag, Fred muttered a rushed good-bye to the others as he got up to leave, bumping into Angelina again. Apologizing once more, he moved to the left to make room for her, just as she did the same for him, then the both moved to the right simultaneously. Angelina's laugh rang out as they continued to block each other. "We're not getting anywhere."

Fred blushed, "No, we're not. Here, why don't you go first?"

Angelina laughed again, "So now we're a gentlemen?" Fred blushed even deeper.

"I'm just joking," she said, blushing as well.

"I know," he half whispered as they walked out the door together. The two parted at the stairs, and in her sweet voice, Angelina called out "good- bye." As he answered, Fred floated up the stairs to History of Magic, flying blissfully in heaven.