Heylo once again! Yay, we are back to write this chapter! Hahaha… well to keep you out of the suspense, here is the chapter! Sorry about the slow updates too, High school just started for me!

Calypso- long time no talk for us, eh? Well anyways, thanks for the review, I'm glad your not forgetting about me! Here's my next chapter… got to your happy place, happy place…

WordSculpter- YAY! I can't wait for Mrs. Weasley to come either! HERE SHE IS! MUAH HAHAHAHAHA…

Yayforgredandforge- Hehehe, every time I see that name I yell, 'YAY!' Hehehe… so cool. Anyways, I know, cant get enough of 'em, can we? No we cant. Cant. NOPE. NO!!! … Sorry …

Valentines-hater- yes, wouldn't it be nice to be with George? Mmm… he's so yummy. YUMMY! Lmao, anyways, I wont end it!!! LOL, jokes, I have to… but maybe, not just yet. MUAH HAHAHAHA. WE LIKE SUSPENCE! I'm just bad at giving it… Hehehe.

Disclaimer- Look ma, I can disclaim things! All right, where'd that come from? I don't own Harry Potter… I'd like to meet someone in fanfiction who is actually convinced they do!

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Chapter 17- Dislike

George awoke with a start at a pounding at the door. He looked over to his side and saw Alicia, her arms wrapped around his waist and his hand on her stomach. She lay there so beautifully in his shirt that she was using for pyjamas. It was very long for her considering she was so tiny, and it reached as far as a skirt would, in between her knees and thighs.

There was another pounding at the door and she moved slightly on top of him, holding him closer. Fred jumped down the stairs and wrenched open the door. Then, Molly screamed at the top of her lungs…

"GEORGE!"

"I'm Fred, mum…" Fred said from her arms.

"FRED!" She yelled. "Where's your brother?"

"Shit…" George silently cursed.

He could hear his mother, walking up the stairs and turning toward his room. He jumped up off the bed, making Alicia roll of and fall on the floor with a loud 'thump'.

"Ow…" She groaned.

Just then, Molly swung open the door and looked over at George who was standing there in his boxers, staring at his mother.

"GEORGE!" She yelped, swinging her arms around his waist and planting kisses on his face. She started fixing his hair when George carefully shoved her off. Molly then let her eyes wander around the room and her pudgy face reddened as she saw Alicia, sitting on the floor with the overly large shirt on her, her hair messed and waving down to her shoulders. "Who is that?" Molly spat.

"Oh! Mum, this is Alicia… remember Alicia?" He asked timidly.

Molly's face screwed up in hatred. She rounded on George and poked a finger into his chest. "YOU'RE SLEEPING AROUND WITH DIFFERENT GIRLS?" She screamed.

George flinched and then smiled weakly. "No, mum… I'm in love with her." He said shyly, walking over to Alicia and helping her off the ground.

"OH! PERFECT!" Molly screeched sarcastically, flailing her arms.

Alicia looked down. "I'm sorry Mrs. Weasley…" She said quietly.

"HOW DARE YOU GEORGE? First running from school and now this!" Molly yelled.

"Come on mum… I'll settle you in to the living room." Fred said poking his head around the corner.

Molly glared at Alicia and left the room.

George shrugged. "Told you what she was like."

Alicia nodded and bit her lip.

"Here… don't listen to her." He said, handing her a pair of his jeans and a sweater, and a pair of his boxers.

"Thanks…" She said taking them gratefully. She turned around and started pulling off his shirt, revealing black bootie under-wear and a black bra.

"What are you doing, love?" Asked George timidly, his face flushed in red.

Alicia turned around and looked at his blushing face. She walked up and kissed him. "Getting dressed." She whispered in his ear.

George kissed her cheek. He looked at her body, so smooth and shaped. "I love you." He whispered. "And I mean it."

Alicia laughed. "I do too."

George kissed her lips softly and broke away trailing his thumb over her lips and cheek. Then he walked out of the room, closing the door quietly.

Alicia sighed and pulled off her bra. "Darn… I don't have one for today…" She whispered to herself. "Oh well, I'll just be sitting around anyways." She decided, slipping on the black large sweater. Then she pulled on his boxers and pulled his jeans on overtop. She held them up but when she let go they would fall down around her ankles and she had to pick them back up. She looked in his drawer and found a belt, wrapping it around her waist twice and tying it because the holes didn't go that far. She brushed her hair with a comb and let it fall down in waves to her shoulders, and she yawned, walking out of the room and into the bathroom.

Fred had gone out and bought her a toothbrush while she was out, and she used it, running it under the warm water. Then she rinsed her face with water and wiped it on a towel.

Walking out and into the kitchen, she saw a miserable Molly, glaring at her from behind a cup of coffee. Alicia sat down at the table as well.

"Hello… I don't think we really have met properly-…" Alicia began.

Molly gave a sarcastic laugh. "I know who you are… I've met you at the King's Cross."

"Oh… right…" Alicia said softly.

Molly growled. "So you just barge in and use up all their money? Are you some sort of gold digger? Now that my boys are making money, you want to use it all up and take it all away?" She snapped.

"W-what? No… no I'm not." Alicia said very quietly.

Molly just glared.

Alicia got up from the table and walked down the stairs. She walked over to George who was handing back change to a small boy that looked a lot like Neville when he was little.

"Hey…" Alicia said quietly.

George quickly kissed her cheek. "Hey love."

"Your mom doesn't really like me…" Alicia said softly.

"Don't worry about her…" He said absentmindedly.

"But-…" Alicia began, but George's lips silenced her.

He smiled. "I'll be upstairs soon, all right?"

She nodded. "Okay."

George sent her upstairs with a peppermint candy and she walked into their living room sitting down and opening a book. She felt eyes on her and when she looked up, Molly was still sitting at the kitchen table, glaring at her over her last dregs of coffee.

"Yes?" Alicia asked.

Molly snarled. "Sitting around doing nothing to help out I see…"

Alicia rolled her eyes. "George doesn't want me to do anything with the store and that's all they would need help with." Alicia protested.

Molly laughed bitterly. "Playing my son like a deck of cards, aren't you?"

Alicia put the book back up to her face, fighting back tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes. She really wanted to get along with George's mom, but she wasn't even given a chance.

"Well, looks like you cant say anything to the truth then, can you? Bet you used to sleep around at school…" Molly dragged on.

Alicia stood up. "Tell George I'm taking a nap." Alicia said, fighting for her voice not to crack.

"Oh yeah, sleep while my George is doing work and making money to feed you! Yes of course, laze around all day, it's what I expected anyways." Molly said, getting up from the table and grabbing another cup of coffee.

Alicia felt the lump in her throat jump higher, threatening to burst. She was able to hold back fistfuls of tears until she had silently closed the door of George's room behind her. She sat on the bed, her eyes burning, and then collapsed with her face in the soft pillows, crying large tears that soaked through the pillow and dampened it.

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"Where's Alicia?" Asked George walking up the stairs after closing shop.

Molly scoffed. "The little brat has been in your room sleeping all day."

George raised an eyebrow at his mother. He shrugged at her stubbornness and walked into his room, closing the door quietly behind him, not to wake her. He walked up to her side of the bed and kneeled down, finding out that she wasn't asleep.

She hadn't noticed he had come in. Her face was still buried in the pillows as her body shook. She sobbed and then sighed, her shoulders shaking once more.

"Alicia… love?" George said quietly, putting a hand on her arm.

She stopped shaking and lifted her face from the pillows and looked over at him, quickly wiping her red eyes and tear stained cheeks.

"Oh… I didn't notice you had come in." She said quietly, sitting up.

George sat beside her on the edge of the bed and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close. "Are you okay?" He asked.

She nodded and tried to give off a fake laugh. "Yeah, what made you think I wasn't?"

"Were you crying?" He asked again, still in a soft tone.

She looked away. "No…" She said quietly.

"Alicia…" He whispered, hugging her tightly. "Tell me the truth."

"Well maybe…" She said even quieter, so that it was a danger to not being able to even hear her voice. She crossed her legs and looked at George who was staring into her eyes.

"Why?" He asked, frowning.

Alicia looked out his window at the hills and mountains. The sky was becoming darker as night approached and the sun hid itself. "Nothing… it was nothing." She said, plastering a smile on her face.

"It couldn't have been nothing… you were in here all day." George said, softly caressing her cheek with his hand.

Alicia closed her eyes and put a hand over his on her cheek, holding the back of his hand tightly and rubbing her face against his palm. Her bottom lip trembled as she opened her eyes and looked into his again.

"Oh George… your mother hates me!" She said, on the verge of tears once more.

"No… it's just the way my mum treats new people, its nothing personal…" George said, grinning at her. "It's all right, it's regular mum behaviour."

"No she doesn't just dislike me, she really, really hates me! She thinks I'm a slut and that I am just going to hurt you, and I'm only with you because you are getting money now, and… and oh, the woman just hates me, George." She said, beginning to feel her tears roll down her cheeks.

George sighed and looked at her sadly. He moved closer to her and wiped the tears off her cheeks gently with his thumb. Then he took her in his arms and rocked her back and forth gently. He put her at arms length and looked her over, leaning in and kissing her softly on the lips.

She kissed him back, allowing his tongue to travel into her mouth. She pulled him forward more and he lay on top of her as she rested her back against the mattress of the bed. He put his legs on either side of her, his hands travelling to her stomach under her sweater.

"Even if my mom meant it," He said breaking away, "I love you and that's all that matters. But she doesn't mean it darling, I know it."

Alicia nodded. "I just- I really want things to work out between us. You mean more to me than I ever thought anyone could." She said quietly.

He smiled and kissed her again. "How do you expect me to keep my hands off you when you say things like that?" He joked, kissing her softly.

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"Mum… you have to realize that I love Alicia…" Said George to his moping mother, looking away and reading the paper. Alicia was asleep in George's room.

"I don't care, you shouldn't even have a girlfriend at your age!" She snapped.

George raised an eyebrow. "Mum… I'm eighteen. You married dad when you were eighteen!"

"Humph." She breathed.

George shrugged his shoulders. "Look, you have to deal with the fact then." He said. "I'm not going to just stop being in love with her… it doesn't work like that."

He got up and walked out of the room, checking his watch. Twelve o'clock. He walked into the bedroom and took off his pants and shirt, crawling into bed beside Alicia who was fast asleep. He smiled and kissed her cheek, and wrapped him arm around her kissing the back to her neck and playing with her hair. He closed his eyes and felt her body so close to his… he wouldn't rather be anywhere else.

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The shop was closed for the day, and Fred, George, and Alicia were all sitting at the table, playing a game of exploding snap.

"When's your mum supposed to send your stuff, Lich?" Asked Fred.

Alicia laughed. "What, you don't think these extra big clothes suit my figure? No… she'll be sending them by owl post soon."

He nodded.

George kissed her lips softly. "I like those clothes on you."

"You'd like them better off her." Fred cracked, laughing and ducking from the exploding snap piece that was tossed at him. "I'm going to get the door… someone's knocking." He said after the door was banged a few times.

They nodded.

"Hello! And who might… you be?" Asked a woman's voice.

Alicia let out a tiny scream. "Oh my god…"

"What? What's wrong?" George asked.

"Oh. My. God." Alicia said again.

George looked her over. "What's wrong love?"

"It's my mom." She answered, horrified.

"What do you mean?" Asked George.

"My mom… that's my mom's voice… oh no, this isn't happening to me… it isn't…" Alicia stuttered out.

Just then, a woman with short, plain brown hair that reached her chin and was even on all sides came into the room. She looked around disgusted and straightened her suit top and office skirt.

"Well if it isn't my Alicia." She said, walking over to Alicia. She stuck out her hand and Alicia took it, shaking formally.

"This is your mother?" George whispered under his breath.

Alicia nodded.

"Hi, I'm George." George said.

Her mother stuck out her hand and George took it.

"A bit tall aren't you?" She asked.

George paused but the woman waved it off.

"Never you mind. Anyways, Alicia darling, you're staying here? No, no, no, I have a better place for you. You can't stay in a… well a- a joke shop! Its absurd!" She scoffed.

"No mom, I'm perfectly well here." Alicia said, her back straightening like she was at the military.

"Miss Spinnet, please, take a seat." George offered.

The woman pulled the seat out from under the table and took out a cloth, spreading it on the seat and then sitting on it. She looked around and then she looked at Alicia.

"Well," she began, "this magic world isn't better than the ordinary one, is it? You can't make money or have the best magical mansion can you honey?"

Alicia shook her head. "No mom, you can't." She said. Then she muttered under her breath, "but not everyone wants to live in a stupid mansion."

George looked over at her after hearing that and then looked back at the woman sitting in front of him.

"Mom… where is my stuff?" Alicia asked.

The woman smiled. "William brought it… but I sent him off after he handed it to that young man." She said pointing at George.

"Oh no, mom, that was Fred… George's twin." Alicia said.

"Well I'm never going to remember that so it doesn't really matter anyways, now does it?" She asked.

Alicia sighed. "Why did you come? I thought you'd send it by owl post…"

The woman looked appalled. "What? Send your things by some dirty owls that would most likely drop half of it anyways? No, I thought I'd bring it personally… and see why you would rather stay in this place then in that of our lovely home. Right now, I don't see the reason you're passing up what we have. You know, your father and I worked very hard to have what we have, and I don't want you to not use it. Your personal maid has to be laid off every time you go to that wretched school… what's it called, the school for pigs or something?" She asked, looking at her nails.

"No mom, Hogwarts." She answered.

"Well, that's nice dear… make me some coffee, will you?" She ordered.

Alicia nodded. She walked over to the counter, but George walked over and whispered in her ear, "I'll do it."

"All right." Alicia said.

George leaned down to kiss her cheek but she quickly backed away and looked over at her mom who was still highly interested in her French manicure.

"No… not while my mom's here." She whispered. "Sorry."

He nodded and sighed, turning back to the coffee.

"Well mom, how was your trip?" Alicia asked politely, sitting down.

"Wretched… awful travelling ways, these wizards have. Now you know why we are the superior race." She said.

George dropped the cup, but fixed it by waving his wand. He looked over at Alicia and she mouthed, 'mom doesn't mean that' to him. He smiled weakly and gave her a cup of coffee.

Molly walked into the room looking around. "Who's she?" She snapped, not being in her best of moods lately.

"Mom, this is Alicia's mother." George said.

Molly nodded. "Hello Mrs. Spinner."

"SpinnET." She corrected, flipping her hair.

"Right." Molly said.

The two glared at each other.

"We'll leave you to get to know each other better." Alicia said, dragging George out of the room with her. When they were out of ears reach and in George's bedroom, Alicia turned to him, a look of horror on her face. "I'm so sorry! She's awful, I know… she really got used to the rich life. Look, I didn't know she was staying…"

"That's all right, love." George said, leaning in to kiss her.

Alicia put her hand to his lips. "We can't George… what if she comes in here? She thinks everywhere is hers… I'm sorry, we can't do anything while she's here."

George's jaw dropped. "We can't do… a-anything?"

"Nothing." She said nodding. "I'm sorry… she should be gone soon."

"Well okay, love." He said sighing. "Anything for you."

Alicia smiled. "Oh, and George?" Alicia said before she walked out the door.

"Yes?" Asked George.

Alicia sighed. "As much as I love how you call me 'love', we can't have any of those nicknames while she's here either." She said, trying to grin at him, but looking very sad. "I'm really sorry."

"Right. It's okay." He said shooting her an in-famous Weasley grin. "Um… why can't you tell her you're just dating me?"

Alicia licked her lips and walked up to him slowly, looking up at his face since she only reached just below his shoulder. "She wouldn't understand… I'd be forbidden to see you ever again. She wants me to well, be with a muggle."

George sighed and looked to his right.

"Are you okay with all of this?" Alicia asked timidly. She put her hand on his cheek and turned him to face her.

"Yeah… yeah I'm fine." George said.

"I'm really sorry…" She began.

He nodded. "I was just thinking that what if we decide to… well if I…" He decided against telling her he wanted to marry her and that she was right for him. He just thought about what would happen if he asked her? Could they never be together because of her mother's morals?

"Yes?" Alicia asked, staring into his eyes.

"It's nothing." He answered.

Alicia bit her lip. "George-…"

"ALICA, DARLING!" Her mother called.

Alicia spun around and looked through the open door. She looked back at George and tried to smile, walking out of the room and then into the kitchen.

George looked down. How long would he have to go without kissing Alicia? Or holding her and telling her he loved her?

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It had been four days since her mother had arrived. George had moved into Fred's room and slept on a sleeping bag on the floor, because with Alicia's mom there, he couldn't sleep in the same bed as her. He tried to protest to say that they didn't even do anything while they were in the same bed, but it didn't work out his way.

Fred had often just worked down at the shop and went right into his room. He couldn't stand the two mothers, bickering constantly like two lion's trying to get the last scrap of meat. They defiantly didn't get along.

George was also beginning to feel the strain of being around Alicia all the time, but not being able to tell her he loved her or even touch her or hug her. They were all of the sudden very formal with each other.

George looked at the clock. Three in the morning. He stood up and snuck out of the room, walking across the hall into his old room, which happened to be Alicia's new room while her mother and his stayed on the couches in the living room. He was shocked to see Alicia sitting up in bed, reading a book.

She looked up. "Oh hey, George!" She said happily but quietly. "What are you doing here?" She whispered.

She stood up and George walked over to her.

"Hey… I missed you. Why aren't you asleep?" He asked.

"Well I happen to have missed you too." Alicia said quietly.

George looked at her lips. They were full and a light red. She licked them and then he looked into her eyes. He yearned to kiss her, to bring her body close to his and wrap her in his arms. He yearned to tell her he loved her and to hear it back.

"George…" Alicia said quietly.

He stepped so close to her so that their bodies touched, his hips against hers, her chest pressing against the bottom of his rib cage.

"Alicia I-…" He began.

She shook her head. "We can't George… oh how I wish we could right now, but we can't."

He sighed. "I just want to kiss you…"

She shook her head again. "Oh Merlin…" She closed her eyes and pressed her forehead against his chest, taking in his cologne. "Oh Merlin…" She said again, looking up at him. 'I love you' she mouthed to him.

He sighed and his shoulders lowered. Then he mouthed back, 'I love you too…'

She stepped away so that they were no longer pressed together, and she sat on the bed, closing the book she was reading. "Get to sleep." She said quietly.

He sighed and nodded.

She blew him a kiss.

He left toward Fred's room, to get to the sleeping bag and fall asleep; to dream and wake up to find it was all a huge nightmare.

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George is so cute! I feel so bad for him! Hehehe, I love the part where Alicia is standing with him and smells his cologne. He must smell good… Mmm… George. Well anyways, before I go crazy and start talking about how much I love him, I better end this by saying: Review! Tell me what you liked and didn't, and tell me how I'm doing. In the famous words of 'Joey' from the show, 'Friends' (which I do not own… god that gets annoying…) "How you doin?" Hehehe… Joey is a laugh and a half. All right, two laughs but that's all! Okay, you can have a bucket. I like buckets… bye!

-Kit