Disclaimer : J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. One day she will give her power to someone else. Someone like me.... But, right now, I am still a teenager living in California and is not richer than the Queen of England.

Author's Note: Thank you soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much to everyone who reviewed!!! I almost cried of happiness that people actually read my story! Thank you for the very constructive critisism and very kind praise! Please review this chapter. This chapter has an...unexepected twist to it. I doubt anyone has read this note at all, but that's ok!

Foreword: While George and Alicia were in the hall, Fred asked Angie to stay back near the main staircase. See last chapter for G/A. This chapter is what happens near the staircase.

*Chapter 3*

Fallen Angels

            "Okay, Fred. What's up?" Angelina asked. Fred seemed worried. The only time he had ever seemed so worried was when he was 4 years old and his puffskein died. Angelina had known Fred for a LONG time. Fred had been devastated when Polly had died. He looked very, very scared right now!

"Fred? You okay?" Angelina took a step nearer to Fred, with a worried air on her face.

"What? Oh, yeah Angie. I'm fine. I'm just trying to phrase something..." said Fred, snapping out of his reverie and stuck the trademark Weasley Twin Grin that always made Angelina melt like candle wax inside. Nothing has changed there she thought.

"Phrase what? Fred! Tell me!" Angelina stomped her foot, hating to be left out of whatever was worrying Fred.

"Ummm... i'm trying to think of how to ask the girl I like to go to the ball with me. I don't know how to not sound like I'm joking Angie! I want her to take me (Fred took a deep breath and shuddered)...seriously" Fred finished. "Could you help me Angel? Please!!!!! You're my best girl-friend!!! I won't give you anymore Canarie Creams if you help me...." he coaxed.

"I'll help Fred. But just because it's you. I think the best way would just be to say, "Will you go to the Ball with me enter-name-here". It's straight foward, but I don't think you should beat around the bush. It's better that way, I think." She said, thinking about a certain someone asking her to the ball. Fred is the sweetest thing asking me for help. I wish I wasn't his girl-friend, but his girlfriend. There's a BIG difference! Angie thought mushily.

"Do you think so Angie? Okay, I'll do as you said! I'll say, 'Hey! Will you go to the ball with me enter-name-here!' Joking, Joking!! Thanks Angel Cake!" Fred rushed up the stairs, heading, Angelina thought, to Gryffindor Tower.

"Hey, Fred! Who is this mystery girl anyway?" Angelina called to him as he sped away.

"Oh," Fred stopped in his tracks. "I suppose it's only fair to tell you... Do you mind guessing?" he asked.

"No, but I'm going to need hints," answered Angelina.

"Well, she's pretty and funny and..."

"HERMIONE?" questioned Angelina, worriedly.

"'Mione? Oh NO! Ron would slaughter me! He's so smitten with that girl. Plus, he's gonna ask her any day now."

"Might I be allowed another hint?" begged Angelina.

" I guess.... but just one, okay?" Fred said, sternly. Angelina nodded. "She's younger than me and her name is Padma Patil"

Oh!!!!!!! Aren't I evil??????????? Hahahahahahaha!!! Don't worry, if you wan't F/A, you'll just have to stay on for the ride. It's going to be a bumpy one for both Fred and Angelina. The next Chapter will also be involving Angie. Maybe Fred. Stay tuned for some Ron/Hermione and Draco/Ginny. Yep, you'll see Jealous!Ron, Coy!Ginny, ADORABLY SWEET!Draco, and Hermionish!Hermione. YAY!!!!!!!

Remember to review if you want the rest of the story.....

Love,,

Desi