Hey! Lets see… I have a couple things to say. One, this chapter skips a bit; you'll know when it does. Two, it's mainly getting to the point of Fred and George's action in 'Order Of The Phoenix', and I know I said before it was the last time I'm warning you, but now I HIGHLY warn you that if you haven't read that book, there are spoilers! Let's get started then… I think you guys will enjoy this chapter.

HPFanatic04- hey! Thanks for your review! I know I can always count on you! I can't wait for your next chapter! You're going to like what's coming up, seriously, major shockers!

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I own the incredibly adorable twins: Fred and George Weasley.

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Chapter 6- Clenching Fists

Alicia woke up early to her alarm, and jumped out of bed. She was going to go with George to get the remainder of his bandages off… it had been about a month since the accident. She looked into the mirror and stared at herself. She tied her hair back into a ponytail, and then sat there for a moment, considering weather to leave it down today. She finally decided to leave it down, and she dropped it down, watching it hit her shoulders and bounce, curving in towards her face. She smiled and threw on her robes.

Today was a big day, for many reasons. Snape's extra-long essay that was due was not one of them. McGonagol had finally scheduled her to meet and talk about… whatever it was that she wanted to talk about. She had almost totally forgotten about that, but when McGonagol reminder her the day before, her stomach clenched up in tight knots and balls. The second reason was that today, as she had already thought of, was the day George got his bandages off. She didn't know why this was such a big deal to her, but it meant a lot that he wasn't hurting anymore.

Alicia ran down the steps and turned the corner, falling into George.

"Ah! Oh, uh- Hi!" George stammered out.

"Sorry-" Alicia started.

George put a finger to her lips. "Come on… let's get these things off before breakfast."

They walked down to the Hospital Wing together, and George called for Madame Pomfrey, who quickly scurried over to them. She shot another death glare at Alicia –for some reason, she seemed to loath her- and pulled George over to an unoccupied bed.

"Take off your shirt, please." She ordered, grabbing her wand.

George did as he was told, pulling the shirt over his head, exposing his bare chest.

Alicia smiled at him and felt her face grow hot, taking his shirt for him and standing beside him. She had offered to come when he told her that he was going to finally get the bandages off; she wanted to see the damage.

Pomfrey muttered a spell and the bandages began to unroll themselves. When it had completely unrolled, they were thrown into a garbage bin that sounded like it had eaten them.

Across the bottom of his ribs, a couple inches above his belly button, was a very large, very red, scabbed gash. Alicia gasped and bit her lip and he smiled up at her, as though silently telling her he didn't feel a thing.

"Luckily," Madame Pomfrey began, searching for some ointment, "there will be no scar."

"Yeah, I was worried about that." George said happily.

Madame Pomfrey gave the ointment to him and said, "Rub it in on your whole of your chest and stomach." And then gave Alicia one more glare and stalked away, hovering over her other patients.

George twisted open the lid and muttered, "Old hag…" as he looked at the clear ointment with a bit of confusion.

"What's wrong?" Alicia asked.

"You think it will feel weird?" He asked, grinning shyly.

Alicia took a clump of it in her hand. "Only one way to find out." She said, rubbing the ointment into his chest and along his cut.

George closed his eyes in contentment.

"I'm guessing it feels okay…" Alicia laughed.

"Mmm, yeah…" then he added quickly, "Cause it uh… it really opens up the lungs." He said smiling.

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Umbridge's lessons were getting increasingly terrible. Along with their many detentions and having to obey all her little rules that she posted about the school, the twin's grades were decreasing. They had always been fairly good at Defence Against the Dark Arts, seeing as though they were quite interested in all of the strange creatures, and they had figured they would have done well seeing as though they were being let in on little details about The Order, but sadly, all of their lessons were about the Ministry.

'The Ministry' this, and 'The Ministry' that. Umbridge's voice always fell upon words like, 'Ministry, Laws, I am the Professor, and Hem-hem, as well as the name Fudge, which often got Fred and George thinking about when their next meal would be…

"WELL, MR WEASLEY?" Umbridge screeched.

Both of the twins jumped back. They had been nodding off, and daydreaming about different things, when Umbridge rounded on them, looking particularly pleased having caught them off guard.

"Uh… which one of us?" Asked Fred.

"Um, yeah…" George stuttered.

Umbridge smiled, making her face look dreadful with the way she scrunched it up. "Are you saying, you weren't paying attention?"

They both slowly nodded in unison.

"Detention, Weasley! Both of you! You can serve it with Snape… I already have a student in detention with me. Harry Potter." Umbridge yelled.

Both of them grimaced at her when she turned, making faces and mouthing crude things behind her back. There was no way to explain how angry this woman made them… they needed to get her back by doing something. But what?

"As I was saying… Fudge calls them into the room to speak with them about the degree's of terms. It seems to be that, so often, people tend to…"

Umbridge kept talking, and both the twins went into thought.

'Angelina is doing better', Fred thought, 'maybe she could tell our friends about us now… but I wouldn't want to push her.'

'Oh how I would kill to have Alicia right now… to know she was mine.' George told himself. He closed his eyes and remembered how she smelled, talked and laughed, absentmindedly scribbling on his homework.

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Both twins arrived at detention, fuming with anger. George especially, because he told Alicia he would wait for her while she was taking her lesson with McGonagol. She said it was all right though, she saw it happen and it was Umbridge… the twins were known to get in trouble with her, along with Harry Potter.

George sat in a seat, slamming his books down and staring ahead of him. Fred did the same, yet not as forcefully. Both twins stared ahead, waiting for Snape. The closing of a door told them he was there. They didn't care much about his presence, only that it would mean hell for the both of them.

"Oh yes, the Weasley's. In trouble again?" Snape mused with relish.

They stared ahead.

'Don't say anything, don't say anything…' George thought, his fist clenching and unclenching underneath the desk, grabbing the knee of his jeans and squeezing the material.

"What was it this time?" Snape sneered, turning to face a window and then shutting the blind, avoiding any sort of contact with anything happy.

Both Fred and George grunted and exchanged quick glances.

"WELL? Not answering me, are you? Want another detention, do you?" Snape snapped.

George stood up and clenched his fists in tight balls. "What are we supposed to do, Snape?" He yelled. "Answer you? You know we aren't supposed to talk in your detentions! If we did, you'd just ship us another one!"

Snape's eyes bulged slightly, and then a sneer broke across his face, his greasy hair falling over his eyes. "Weasley, detention."

"What?" George stopped in stupor.

"Detention, tomorrow. Other twin," Snape pointed to Fred, "you're off for tonight."

Fred slowly got up and slid out the door, looking warily at his brother. George fell back into his seat, staring at the top of his desk.

"Shit." He whispered.

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Alicia arrived at McGonagol's classroom and knocked on the door. It opened with magic and McGonagol smiled at her.

"I thought I would talk to you, Miss Spinnet, about the type of work you would like to do." Said McGonagol.

Alicia sat down. "What?"

McGonagol's stern face wore a smile, which was very odd.

"You know what we talked about before?" She asked.

"Yes." Said Alicia.

"Well you have a very special gift that not many of my students have, I dare say." Said McGonagol.

"Yeah…?" She began.

"Well you would qualify as someone who can pass Transfiguration without even trying. Meaning, Miss Spinnet, that your power in the area of this subject, almost reaches my own." McGonagol said.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Um, Professor…" Alicia began, but she couldn't think of anything to say. Why was she telling her this? Well, she guessed, that jobs were going to be a priority soon.

"You are yet to find out what you can do, as many of the students here." McGonagol said. "I just thought that you would like to know that this opens many opportunities toward job expectations. Very well, you may go."

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George was peeved. He was angry with Umbridge, and angry with Snape. He stormed out of the potions classroom when his detention was finished. It was filled of Snape, making his blood boil. Worst of it all was that he couldn't say anything about it.

He went through the portrait and walked across the room until he heard a familiar voice that made him stop.

"George! Hey!"

Alicia stood there smiling at him.

"Uh… hi… I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"Look," Alicia put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "don't worry about it. I know that you couldn't have come, and Umbridge was bound to do something awful anyways. It was expected."

George sighed. "Yeah, okay…"

"Don't worry." She winked.

George stood there, still on the spot. He loved her wink, her cute little smile… how he wished they could be just for him and no one else.

"Now you get some rest. Fred told me that you were going to be in detention tomorrow too. Just don't make it three days in a row, all right?" Alicia asked.

"Okay… I'll try." Said George.

"You better." Said Alicia.

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This chapter was a little shorter than usual but I have plans for the next one so you know… Now, wondering when the 'escape' begins? That's the main point of action while at Hogwarts in this story (but there's lots more after as you will see… boo yah!), will be that scene, and many of you already know what thing I'm talking about. Well anyways, that is happening really soon, unless I decide to stretch it. Well anyways, I think many of you guys are going to like my next chapter, so see you all then! Just review, cause you know I love it!

-Kit