A/N - Ashliegh here, and I'm terribly, terribly sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up! I wrote it, and you know me, I'm a bit slow sometimes. O.o Cassi's much faster! But, that's beside the point. The point is, the chapter's up and I hope everyone likes it! And please review!

Chapter 8

Fred stood there, staring out the door. He and Angelina had just had an argument. And he made her cry. He knew he did. Right before she ran out of the store he saw her eyes shine.

He made her cry only once in their 5th year. It was after having an argument, and that was when he realized that he thought of her as more then a friend and never wanted to see her cry again, because of the pain he felt for her.

And that pain was back. It was a pain that he hadn't felt in a long time. The feeling was a mixture of guilt and...love? 'No, that's mad,' he thought to himself. He hadn't seen Angelina in nearly 2 years; he couldn't be in love with her.

Then he remembered that, at one point of time, he had been in love with her. It was in his sixth year on Christmas Eve, when the Yule Ball took place. They had went together, having dated for a few months at the time, and that night when he kissed her goodnight, as she walked away, he knew that he loved her. He just knew it. He didn't care if he was only 16, he just felt it.

Had he still been in love with her over these 2 years? Had he just buried his feelings and they were now resurrecting?

Fred's head was buzzing; he had thought all of this in only a few seconds. He wasn't quite sure what to do. All these feelings were resurfacing, old memories were coming back to him, so he did the only thing that he would do if they were back at Hogwarts. He couldn't lose that. He couldn't lose her. He did the only thing that came to mind. He ran after her.


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When Angelina ran out of the store she had no idea where in the world she was going. She only ran a few steps from the shop and into a nearby alley. It was a small alley, about 10 feet long, in between two shops. She didn't know what shops they were, nor did she care. She just needed to be alone.

She pressed her back against the wall, closed her eyes, and breathed in deep a few times. She was so tired of crying. She would not cry. Oliver had broken up with her just yesterday and she couldn't stop crying. She had managed to hold in her emotions at the shop though, but now, it was just too much.

When Angelina was a teenager, she hardly ever cried over a guy. She was very independent, and she still was. When coming off of a relationship back at Hogwarts, she'd be in a sullen mood for about a day, then she would be all right again. She was hoping she'd get over this break up just as easily. She was doing fine. That is, until just now.

Angelina slid down the wall to a sitting position. She sighed and opened her eyes. Tears gone, she took a few more breaths. She knew she was being way too emotional; she had to be strong. She calmed down a bit and closed her eyes again, catching her breath.

However, Angelina found it hard to be calm in this situation. Her boyfriend broke up with her over a bloody sport and Fred had just totally insulted her over some stupid fight.

What hurt the most though, is that even though she and Fred fought like cats and dogs, she never really got over him. Hell, she wasn't even over Oliver yet. She felt as if there was still something there between her and Fred. Despite that, Angelina was boiling inside, wondering how dare he say something that brutal to her.

It was rather amazing how much Fred and Angelina were thinking to themselves in the time span of 20 seconds.


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Fred ran out of the store, but stopped in his tracks. He hadn't the slightest idea where Angelina went. She could have apparated for all he knew. He walked a few steps, thinking where she could have gone.

Then he heard someone cough. He started walking slowly, straining his ears, he had a feeling that the cough belonged to Angelina. He heard the cough again and followed it. He saw a small gap between two shops a few feet ahead. Following his instincts he walked to the alley and turned into it.

"Angelina?" he asked, seeing her sitting on the ground. She stared up at him in a glare and then looked away, "Angelina," He said again.

"What do you want, Fred?" She asked in a half exasperated, half hurt tone. He squatted down beside her.

"What I said in the shop...actually, over the past few days...I didn't mean," He said, looking at her in expectation. She just stared back at him, "I was completely out of line, and..." He paused, contemplating if he should say what was on his mind.

"And?" She said, her voice a little softer,

"And...I guess I was a little jealous of you and Wood," He finished, sighing. She nodded. That gave him confidence to finish, "Angelina, I don't expect you to give me a second chance, but I'd do anything for one."

She let out a breath and faint smile crossed her lips, "Well, flowers are a good way to start," She said, standing up slowly.

They both smiled and Fred stood up too. They stared at each other for a minute. Finally Angelina spoke in a more serious tone,

"Fred, you were insensitive, but, on some level, you were right. I-I've been so focused on Oliver that it's distracted me from my life. And...I hadn't noticed that until last night,"

"Last night?"

"Well," she stuttered, "Oliver, he, broke up with me last night. After I left the shop I went over to his flat and he just said that quidditch was taking up too much of his time and that it wasn't fair to me that he was never there and-"

"He said that?" Fred exclaimed.

"Said what?" she said blankly.

"He actually said that quidditch was taking up all of his time?"

"Well, yes, but-"

"I can't believe it," he said outraged, "That git actually dumped you because of quidditch?"

"Well, I suppose so," she said slowly.

"What an idiot. How could he dump you for quidditch? You are so much better then that! Let me tell you something, the next time I see our little friend Wood I'm gonna give him a kick so far up the-"

"Fred," she said, trying to stop his ranting. However, she was slightly amused.

"But honestly, how could he do that? If I were him, and you were my girlfriend, and quidditch was taking up too much of my time, I'd walk straight up to that coach and tell him that I flat out quit. Because my girlfriend deserves all the time I can give her and I'm not going to let some game interfere with that and-"

Fred suddenly stopped. He realized that during his little speech he had been looking anywhere except at Angelina. He had also realized what he was saying. He didn't know what possessed him to say all that, but he did. And he wasn't embarrassed either.

He slowly looked up at Angelina. She looked back at him, a little surprised. They stared at each other for a moment, a bit hesitant.

"By the way, I'm sorry for leaving you with all those customers yesterday," Angelina said timidly.

"Aye, not harm done," He said quietly, looking at his feet, "You reckon we could, you know, start over or something?" Fred looked up into her eyes.

"Yeah," she said, smiling at him, "I'd like that,"

And with that, Fred held his hand out for her to shake, and she did so. The handshake lasted a little longer then usual and they stood there for a few awkward seconds. Angelina bit her lip and Fred rubbed his neck awkwardly. Both were a little unsure of what to do next.

"So, we're okay then?" Fred asked.

"Yes," looked up at him and smiled, "I'm sorry...about everything,"

"Hey, forgive and forget, that's what I always say," he grinned at her, "I may not have acted like it, but I really have missed you and I'm glad that you're here. You know, working here, I mean,"

"I know. I'm glad I'm here too," And without warning she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tight. He wrapped his arms around her, patting her back.

Angelina laid her head on his should as they stood there holding each other, both feeling as if they were back at Hogwarts. Then Fred pulled away a bit, and cupped her face with his hands. Their faces were so close and he could feel her breath on his face.

"Angelina," he whispered, "I don't know if you feel the same way, but, I still have all these feelings for you,"

Angelina looked back at him, a small smile forming on her face. She knew she still had feelings for Fred. She had been thinking nothing of him ever since she bumped into George in Diagon Alley. She didn't reply to Fred's statement, instead she leaned in and kissed him.

Angelina pulled away after what seemed like an hour, but in reality it was only a few seconds. Fred grinned at her, looking like his normal self, the Fred that Angelina missed.

"So, I take it that you have feelings, as well?" Fred said, only half joking.

"I always have," she beamed at him, "You know that,"

"Well, I had some doubts," he said sarcastically.

"Shut up," she said, laughing, "Well, you know, on the bright side, at least George will be happy, he won't have to listen to us fight anymore,"

"Who says we're not going to fight anymore?" he asked, "I always think that's fun. You always put up a better fight then George. Although I think you had a bad impression on Ginny,"

"What do you mean?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, all those times we fought at Hogwarts, Ginny always watched. And I tell you, now she puts up a hell of a fight,"

"Well, That's good," Angelina said, laughing, "She needs to be able to put up a good fight with all those brothers,"

Fred chuckled then looked around., "You think we should, you know, get out of here?" he said, looking around the small alley.

"I reckon so," she laughed. They walked back to the shop, hand in hand. They walked in and saw George counting the money in the register.

"George, when did you get back?" Angelina asked, she looked up at the clock and noticed that they had only been gone from the shop for about 20 minutes.

"About 5 minutes ago. I apparated here and saw the door open, lights all on. Then I found out that no one was inside so I just figured you two were having another row outside or something. It's a wonder no one stole anything," George said, staring them down.

But he then he noticed Angelina's hand in Fred's. He cocked his head and smiled, "But you two certainly don't look like you had a row. You two look rather happy if you asked me,"

"Well, dear brother," Fred said, letting her hand go, and walking over to him, "Angelina and I have settled our differences," and with that he put his arm around George and shook it, "So, you'll be glad to know that there will be less yelling and shouting,"

"Yeah, right," George joked and began to laugh, "So are you two, you know..." and he wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

"George," Fred hissed. He removed his arm and walked over to Angelina, "Look, I know that you just came off a long relationship with Wood, and I completely understand if you don't want to be involved with anyone right now," He said quietly.

"I'll tell you what," she said, smiling, "Give me a little while. You know, just to get over Oliver, and all that rubbish. And then I'd love to...get involved," Angelina was talking quietly, directly to him.

"All right," he said softly. Although George did hear everything she had said.

"Well, personally, Angelina," George started, getting their attention, "I think that one day Wood is going to wake up and see that he made a terrible mistake by letting you go,"

"Thanks, George," she said, grateful for his comforting words, "Hold on, how did you know that Oliver broke up with me?"

"Ever since Oliver came a few days ago, the bloke thinks I'm his best friend or something," he shrugged, "Lately I always have his owl tapping at my window or his head popping up in my fire,"

"Typical," Angelina rolled her eyes, laughing, "Well, boys, this day turned out pretty good, so I'll see you two tomorrow, and I'll be in a good mood,"

"For once," Fred and George muttered in unison.

"Hey!" she said, pointing at them, smiling. She then walked out of the shop and apparated home, in much better spirits then when she left home that morning.

A/N - So…that was a bit of a romance. Right? Listen, I'm not that good with fluff lately, give me a break. ^_~ And also, the next chapter is going to be the last one! Then this little baby is gonna be finished! Cassi and I already have a few minor details for Chapter 9 and it will have romance in it, mind you! So don't worry about that! =) Thanks again to all the reviewers!

**And before I stop typing I just wanted to thank Emancipationjones for being the 50th reviewer!**