Hey! Yay! Next chapter… you'll like this one. A lot of sadness… but that's part of why you'll like it. Fred's super happy though! But it's understandable… how's George to feel? A dream come true, but his heart smashed to pieces… Hmmm… well in this chapter you'll find out! And what about Alicia? Has she made a mistake? Wow. This chapter is special. It has its own description! You special chapter, you! Anyways…

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Chapter 13- Feel

Wind whipped in their faces as they continued flying, the castle soon falling out of view. George leaned forward on his broom to gain speed.

"Now can you tell me why you've looked so down? And why have you been avoiding Alicia, Katie, and Angelina all day?" Fred asked, coming up to George's side.

"I've only been avoiding Alicia. It just so happens she's usually with Angelina and Katie." George said.

Fred almost stopped his broom, but kept going forward so he did a tiny jerk in the air, and sped to keep up with his brother. "What! WHY? I thought you loved Alicia!"

George stared over him. "How did you- oh never mind. Just um… well, that's sort of the reason I've been avoiding her."

"Huh?" Fred gaped at him. "What… I'm not understanding."

George began to speed up. So did Fred.

"Look… you wouldn't get it." George said finally.

"Try." Said Fred with finality.

George sighed. "All right, lets see here… I admitted to the love of my life, the girl I've thought of constantly and secretly, in the back of my mind, that I loved her. She turned me down before she kissed me and I don't know… it isn't the best of feelings you know? The worst of it all, is that I can't get over her. She was the most important thing to me… and I feel like I lost her. Hell, I did lose her. I'm not good enough for her…" He trailed off and stared over at his brother, whose mouth was gaping open and his eyes had a look of sympathy.

"I understood that." He said quietly. "I don't really know what to say…"

"Just please, don't say anything. I don't want you to try to make me feel better and I don't want you to feel sorry for me. Look at it this way, we have our joke shop!" George said, plastering a huge, fake, smile on his face.

Fred began to do loops with his broom. "Our lives are about to change, George." He said, smiling at his brother.

George couldn't help but smile a bit for real. He felt like things would really change… but Alicia stayed at the back of his mind.

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Tears drove their way down Alicia's face and curved her cheeks, dampening her pillow. She pushed her face into its soft cover and allowed more tears to flow. What had she done? The way he looked at her when he left… the way he always looked at her. The way she felt around him was unexplainable. How could she have been so stupid? Did she do the right thing? Something inside her was telling her that she hadn't… she should have went with what her heart told her, and not her thoughts on what people would say. She was being stupid. She wanted to fix what she had begun.

She missed him terribly. Slowly, she was realizing she needed him. She shouldn't have ever denied what she was feeling. Why had she? She knew… she knew why she made up all the excuses. She just didn't want to tell herself she was afraid of commitment. What if she had kissed him? He would have never talked to her again… but no, that wasn't like George. She couldn't think of anyone who was sweeter, more caring on the inside… you just had to get to know him.

George was much more sensitive that Fred. He was quieter in crowds as well. He was usually the one who thought about how to solve the farfetched plans that Fred would come up with. He was right for her… she knew it now. Then why had he left? She needed to talk to him.

She sat up and began to run down the stairs of the common room and out the portrait hole. She flew down the hallways and smashed headlong into professor McGonagol.

"What in the name of this school, my dear, are you doing?" McGonagol asked, using her wand to pick Alicia up off the ground and out her on her feet.

"Uh I'm well… I wished to speak to um…" Alicia stuttered.

"George, my dear?" McGonagol asked.

She nodded.

"No can do. You will have to wait for the end of term. School is over in two weeks." McGonagol said.

Alicia nodded in defeat. "All right."

McGonagol began walking away and then turned around and said very quietly, "I suggest the night after school ends. Everyone is at home celebrating his or her return from school. No one will be in Diagon Alley except for some of the shop owners. I'm certain that they will be there getting set up."

Alicia nodded. "Oh… thanks."

"About what? Now go back to your common room before Umbridge comes around." McGonagol said.

Alicia nodded and went back to the common room.

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Fred and George landed at number ninety-three and Fred took a rusty key from his pocket. He stuck it in and twisted it in the door and swung the door open dropping his bag from his back as George followed him.

The place was dusty and not very well kept. Weird objects hung from the ceiling that were left behind, and there were a couple old books left on the shelves that surrounded the room. There were stairs that led up to a kitchen and three comfortable looking bedrooms, along with a living room. On the bottom floor, besides the large shelves that lined the walls, there was one large window and another one looking out the side of the building to a lot of hills and grass area. Behind a large desk placed near the back was a door opening with a curtain in place of a door, and behind the curtain was a fairly large room that looked like it was made for stock and extra things.

"We don't need three bedrooms." Said Fred, yelling down to George, who was looking behind the curtain.

"Nah… we can use the third one as our office and experimenting room." George yelled back up.

Fred nodded. "Hey, uh, can I have the room looking out to the town? I like all the movement and stuff."

George nodded. He was perfectly happy with that. He preferred the room looking out to the hills. "Yeah."

George grabbed his and Fred's bag off of the floor and walked up the old stairs after he closed and locked the door. He put Fred's bag down on the ground inside of Fred's new bedroom.

"What do you want me to do with the key?" He asked, dangling the key from the string it was attached to.

Fred looked over. "Oh… that'll be your key. I have another copy. We can start cleaning this place up tomorrow." He said, falling onto his bed.

"Yeah. I'll look forward to that. Night." George answered, walking out of Fred's room and going left, across the kitchen and living room, as well as the third bedroom. There, he came upon two doors. He opened the one closest to the way, in which the entrance of the shop was situated below, and saw a cozy bathroom with a tub and showerhead, along with cupboard and sink and a large mirror with what looked like dragon claws around it.

He walked out and opened the other door and saw another bedroom. It had a queen size bed, like Fred's, and it almost looked identical except everything was opposite. The bed was close to the window instead of the wall side, the night table was left of the bed and the desk was lined up with the opposite wall.

He threw his bag on the ground and opened the curtain to the window, falling on his bed, still fully clothed, and looking out to the starry sky. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Hogwarts had become a live or die game, because of Peeves. The poltergeist had taken Fred and George's words seriously, and was flying around creating havoc. If you were in the way, you'd be lucky to come out without anything happening to you.

Katie was often the subject of inkbottles. They seemed attracted to her strawberry-blonde hair, and Peeve's would make them fly around, landing on her head and pouring ink all down her hair and onto her face. Lee would often begin to curse and try to help her, but he always began making it worse, smudging it on her clothing.

Angelina was going crazy. Without Fred, she ran around not knowing what to do with herself and how to deal. She would make way too many plans for Quidditch and never be able to figure out which one she was going to use, and end up messing up all of their practices.

Lee was often retelling to people who hadn't witnessed Fred and George's leave, what happened. He was slightly upset that he had lost his best friends, nor had they told him what they were going to do, but he didn't seem to mind all that much. He was also, along with Peeves, trying to create havoc. Since Fred and George had gone, he had no one to plan or do it with, so it became more of a challenge.

The school was filled with people retelling crazy stories of how Fred and George escaped, often making it into some half-based adventure. The halls were filled with their names, and they were becoming instant hits with all of the students.

Alicia however, did not want to take part in retelling their story, or going crazy over quidditch, or getting smashed with ink bottles –not that Katie wanted that to happen- but she was quite the opposite. She found herself wanting to tell off kids for getting the story wrong, she didn't feel very energetic, and she wanted to stay 'perfectly dry, thanks'. Most of all, she missed George. School just wasn't the same without him. Lessons became harder to bear, and she felt that work had became harder as well. Jokes weren't funny and meals didn't taste as good, although she didn't doubt for a second they tasted very tart because of Umbridge.

"What do you think they're up to now?" An excited third year that was passing, whispered very loudly.

Lee was walking with Alicia and Katie, watching the third year scurry by. Angelina was probably making lesson plans.

"I bet they are making the place nice and clean, and loading shelves with candies and tricks right about now." Lee said, wearing a dreamy expression. "Imagine, all the tricks and jokes that you could ever dream of, all in my best friend's shop… I bet they'd give me some for free."

"Of course they would Lee." Katie said, watching him closely and grabbing onto his arm. "I'm going to go visit them at their shop second week out of school." She stated looking at Alicia.

"Yeah. I'm going third day… mum wont let me go any sooner. She'll want me to stay home for a while." Lee said.

Alicia nodded. She didn't want to tell her friends she was going to go see them the night school was out. She had to see George and tell him how she felt. She wanted him to hold her in his arms… but she wasn't sure if he would after what happened. Maybe he wouldn't want to see her again.

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"The lady really left this place a mess…" Fred muttered, pulling long mould-looking insects out of the corners of the shelves, and bagging them.

"Heard she was going out of business." Said George who was lying under the desk, scraping off different types of bugs. "She was in a right state when she left, supposedly. But it's a good thing I guess… I mean, her giving up the cleaning and all, are giving us more products to test and use for our tricks." George said, holding up a large bag filled with magical bugs and tying it at the top.

"Yeah, you're right." Fred said, shoving the ladder over and climbing it again, to start cleaning the top of the shelves once more.

"I'm going to go put up our sign. Should, 'Weasley's' be in gold, and then 'Wizarding Wheezes' be in black?" George asked.

Fred nodded. "All right. And our logo is-…"

"That two sided face guy… I know. Representing the twin masterminds… who happen to be ourselves." George said, winking.

Fred laughed and continued to work as George left outside to hang up the wooden sign. He levitated it and charmed it with rope, standing back to admire it. It was what he had always dreamed of… the 'Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes'. So why wasn't he entirely happy?

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School was ending even more quickly. Alicia, Lee, Katie and Angelina were all sitting at the large tables, groggily eating their breakfast.

"Last week of school…" Lee said, looking into the empty cereal bowl in front of him.

"What! Are you serious, Lee?" Alicia said, popping into sudden adrenaline as her friends looked up at her with eyebrows raised.

"Well I think it kind of sucks… I wont be able to see all of you every morning… or kiss you every morning, Lee." Said Katie, pulling Lee closer to her and kissing him softly. Lee went towards her more, but Katie absentmindedly pulled away, not noticing like usual.

Lee looked disappointed but then said, "She's right you know, but I'll be happy when its over. No more of that nasty Umbridge woman…" He glared over at her.

"When's Dumbledore coming back?" Angelina whined, not looking for an answer.

"I know, I know…" Katie said, patting Angelina on the back.

Alicia looked up at Umbridge. Was it all her fault that George had left? Or was it just their time? They wouldn't have stayed, even if she wasn't here… Would they?

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"DUMBLEDORE'S BACK!"

Head's swivelled around quickly as all the people put down their forks, knives and spoons, and stood up for a better view. Dumbledore came walking swiftly down the hall, waving to all of the students. He walked up and stood at the large teacher's dining table.

"I was wondering where Umbridge had gone, today." Lee whispered.

It was three days later from their conversation at the breakfast table. It didn't seem that long to Alicia… it seemed longer. Every day was like a month, while she waited to be able to talk to George again.

"Many of you are wondering where Umbridge is. She has unfortunately become unable to teach here any longer, and I am back to become head-master once again, even though I really didn't leave at all." Dumbledore said smiling at all of the students while they murmured in agreement, according to all of the havoc created because he was gone. "No news comes without bad however, and I must tell you now, that you will be reading in the paper very soon, that Voldemort has returned."

There were sharp intakes of breath as people whispered and looked around over their shoulders.

Alicia looked over at Dumbledore and stared at his white beard and half-moon glasses. 'School will be over soon enough…' she thought.

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"Business is booming!" Said Fred, walking over to George who stood by the cashier, neatly fixing the money in their compartments.

"I know! I don't think we've ever been richer!" George said as he watched some people walk around the store. "How are the customers?"

Fred and George had fixed what they would work on while the store was open. George would cashier while Fred looked around making sure they didn't run out of anything, clean up displays, and help the customers. Then, they would switch every so often.

"They love it here… I don't know how they all caught on so fast." Fred said looking around. It was getting late and the last couple customers were leaving, one of them buying a canary cream and taking a bite out of it as they left.

"Well, lets say we close up for tonight?" George said, walking over to the door and opening it, taking the mail from a post own, sitting there patiently with a load of letters on its leg, and then closing the door, locking it behind him.

"What have we got?" Fred asked, sitting down on the counter.

"Well…" George walked across the room. "Junk mail, people saying they want to order our stuff… no, I don't think we should let them. We're original, right?"

Fred nodded and George threw the letter into the garbage.

"Um… note from Dumbledore. Ron's in the medical wing along with Ginny, Neville, Luna, and Hermione… Harry's fine. People know about uh- you-know-who's return –he's said the real name here… nothing out of the ordinary for our little brother. School's almost out for them." George continued, his stomach giving a lurch when he thought about Alicia. "Um… we'll send him some chocolate frogs, then? It'll make him happy." He said, throwing the letter on the table.

Fred nodded and looked down at the letter, and then back up at George after a moment's silence. He stared at George's white face. "What?" He asked, sliding off the table. "What have you got there?" He said, coming to George's side.

"Mum's sent a- a- a howler…" George said, the red envelope steaming at the edges.

"Get it over with now, mate!" Fred said.

George opened it and it flew from its hands, forming a red mouth in the middle of the air.

"HOW DARE YOU LEAVE SCHOOL! YOU'RE FATHER AND I ARE EXTREAMLY DISCGUSTED AND APPAULED! ALL TO START THAT STUPID JOKE SHOP OF YOUR'S! NOT DOING TO WELL, ARE YOU? HOW DO YOU THINK YOU CAN GET BACK INTO SCHOOL? WELL! HOW? YOU'RE OUT, AWAY, THROWN INTO NOTHINGNESS! WE WARNED YOU, YOU RUINED YOUR YOUNG LIVES, YOU WILL BE LIVING IN OUR ATTIC WHEN YOU'RE THIRTY, NO WIFE, NO GRANDKIDS- KIDS, I MEAN! YOU'LL HAVE NO MONEY OR JOB! WHAT ARE YOUR FATHER AND I GOING TO DO? WE ARE SO DISSAPOINTED! DON'T YOU DARE NOT THINK ABOUT WRITING BACK!"The howler screamed. It spat in both their faces and ripped itself up.

Fred and George exchanged glances and looked at the remains of the letter.

"We should write back?" Fred asked.

George nodded.

They both sat down and George grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill.

"Start with, my darling mother…" Fred suggested.

"We – are – doing – very – well – with – the –shop… thanks." George said slowly as he wrote every word.

"Sorry we didn't tell you about it before." Fred added. "But you wouldn't have approved."

"Yeah… We're – making – loads – of – money… we – will – send – you – some – soon." George continued. "From-…"

"No, she wont accept 'from'. LOVE, the twins." Fred said.

"All right, all right. LOVE – the – twins… George – Fred." George said, scribbling their names and sealing the letter.

Just then, an owl rapped at their window. They looked over, and George opened the window, letting it fly in and land on the desk beside Fred. Fred took the letter from the owl and stroked its feathers, looking at the envelope.

"Who's it from?" Asked George.

"Says it's from Dumbledore… but we already got one from him." Said Fred.

"Well open it!" Said George.

Fred opened it and looked at the page, his eyes scrolling down. His jaw dropped open and he handed the letter to George. George read:

(A/N: Warning this is highly OotP.)

Fred and George Weasley,

This is Albus Dumbledore writing. You are able to now call me Albus, considering you are no longer in school. Congratulations on the joke shop, by the way. I know I have already recently written, but as a member of the order… as you now are, you are permitted to have knowledge of what is going on. I was going to talk to you in person, but I thought I would not see you for a small while, and I would not want you hearing from a letter from your brother.

I am very sad to say, that Sirius Black has now left us. During a fight with some death eaters, he was sadly caught of guard. You may write a letter to Harry if you wish, and send it back with the school owl.

-Albus Dumbledore.

Fred exchanged glances with George. The letter burnt up in George's hand, apparently because it was on a spell so that once they had read it, it would dispose of itself.

"Sirius is dead." Fred said with his mouth still open.

"Poor Harry." George said, grabbing another piece of parchment. Then he wrote:

Harry,

Fred and I have heard the news. We are very sorry that he has gone, and his absence is a great loss to us. We can only imagine what you must be feeling. Do feel better.

-The twins.

P.s. by the way, our joke shop is doing great. We're really happy about that.

He sealed the letter and looked over at Fred who gave up his letter as well. They tied it to the owl's outstretched leg, and it flew out the open window.

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Another long chapter… yay! Aw! Sirius is dead! I cried when that happened… L well anyways, I hate to say this but the chapter sadly has to end. Ending… ending… ending… gone. It's done. Wont be another one till you review. Makes you sort of sad, doesn't it? Well it does to me. Yay! Well bye!

-Kit