...Here's chapter three...YAY!

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TWO WEEKS LATER

Bah...stupid owls! I've sent Fred a few more letters telling him things. I want to tell him of my feelings, but I don't want to put that burden on him. He's just opened the shop, and he's had plenty of customers. Back when I was in the owlery all the owls were running away from me for some strange reason. I guess they understand how I'm feeling. A few days after I sent Fred that letter I got another one back from him.

Dear Angelina,

I really wish that I could come down for the Hogsmede weekend, but only one of us can get off. I'm sorry, how's everything over there? I guess I'll see you when school's out. I promise I'll meet you at the platform. Stay IN trouble,

Fred

He deliberately did not answer my question! I'm just going back into my room.

"Hey? What's that stuff in your hair?"

"What do you mean, what stuff in my hair?" Great, I have owl crap in my hair. That is so gross! Thank God Fred's gone; he'd never let me live this down. I need to remember to thank Lee, but right now I need to get this stuff out of my hair...it is so gross!

"Wow! That was a quick shower Angelina!" I'll just give him my death glare and hope he'll go away. Nope, still here.

"Yeah, I just washed my hair. I already took a shower today. I'm just not in the mood for standing under water right now."

"Well, your hair smells really nice."

"Thanks!" I swear, when Fred and George aren't around Lee can be really sweet. Well, it's the way he's looking at me. Wait a minute; is he trying to flirt with me? Oh my God, I'm going to gag.

"Hey Angelina, do you want to go to Hogsmede with me?" Man, poor Lee. I'll put him down gently.

"I don't feel like hanging out with anyone right now, but thanks for asking."

"You mean you don't want to hang out with anyone but Fred?" He's grinning, I should smack him, but I'm not going to give him that pleasure.

"No, not even Fred!"

"Aww, why not?" Hey, I know that voice, oh my God!

"Fred?" He's sitting on the couch like its normal.

"The one and only! You still don't want to go with me?"

"You said you couldn't come."

"Yeah, well, I lied!" Oh man, he drives me so crazy. I don't know if I should kiss him, or just kick his scrawny arse. I'll just smack him.

"Ouch! What was that for?"

"You know exactly what that was for, Fredrick Weasley!" Ha, I knew that would make him grimace. He hates when I call him Fredrick.

"Okay, you're both boring. I'm going to Hogsmede, I guess I'll see you both there."

"Bye Lee!" What? Why is he leaving us? Whatever, it'll give me more time to kick Fred's arse.

Well, the common room is cleared out. I guess all the first and second years are out at the lake or something.

"So, Angelina, how have you been?"

"Fine, how about you?" God, I'm glaring at him. I guess it's just a habit; I really need to stop that.

"How'd you get in here? I thought Umbridge banned you and George until, well forever."

"Yeah," There's his grin. Man, he is so hot! Bad Angelina, it's just Fred, not some average hot guy.

"What Umbridge doesn't know won't hurt her." He is so bad.

"So, why are you here?"

"I just wanted to see you." Typical Fred answer.

"Okay, then why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"I was going to, but then I decided to make it a surprise." Oh, he is so...calm down, don't kill him.

"Why don't you come and sit down, it's not that comfortable standing up, is it?" He has a point.

"Okay, I'll sit down." I sat down on the opposite side of him, but he just scooted over to me and put his arm around me like he hasn't been gone for two weeks.

"Fred?" I hope that didn't sound angry.

"Yeah Angel?" I love when he calls me that.

"Why didn't you answer any of my questions?" That got him squirming. Well, I didn't mean to do that, but I want answers.

"Um...what questions?" Oh, who does he think he's fooling? He knows what I'm talking about.

"The questions, in the letters I sent you." My arms are flaring everywhere; I guess I should just put them in my pockets.

"Oh, those questions..." Now he's being too quiet. That's not a good sign; he's never quite, unless something bad is going to happen.

He's still not talking; he's so stubborn. "Fine, don't talk. But at least answer one question, please." Did I just plead with him? That is so annoying, I'm being whinny!

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Well, I've been wondering, why didn't you say bye or anything when you left? I mean, George blew a kiss to Alicia, but you didn't even wave or anything."

He's not answering my question, "Fred?"

"Oh, well, I guess I was just so caught up in the moment." FORGOT? That really nice of him!

"Angel, come back!" I've folded my arms and I'm looking at the floor. You should know what this means Fred. The only way I'm coming back is if you apologize, and mean it!

"No, I don't want to talk to you right now!"

He's coming over here, what's he going to do? He's putting his arms around my waist. Whoa, I forgot how it felt for Fred to hold me this way. Now his head's on my shoulder. Don't give in Angelina, don't let him win.

"Angel, don't be this way. I'm sorry, I should have thought before I did what I did."

"Okay, you're forgiven." Oh man, I turned around when he said that. Now I'm facing him and I hope I'm not blushing. He's never held me this way. Don't look into his eyes, and he won't win you over.

"Angel?"

"Yes Fred?" Oh God, now I'm looking into his stupid, gorgeous eyes. He's leaning in closer; we're going to kiss. I haven't kissed Fred for over three weeks and I miss kissing him. He's such a great kisser, very passionate.

"What's going on here?" Who ever that is I'm going to kill them, and not quickly. I left Fred's embrace; he's blushing, that is so cute!

"Hermione, why aren't you with Ron and Harry?" Yes, I'm hissing at her. I was about to kiss Fred, who I haven't seen since, well...I've already said that. That might not seem like that long, but it is. It's an eternity.

"Ron is being a jack-ass, and Harry is siding with him. I've come to write a letter to Viktor. Why is Fred here, I thought he was banned?"

Well, he's stopped blushing, grinning again. He should just keep that face on all the time. He has the cutest grin of all times. Oh my God, did I just think that? I am such an idiot! Yes, I've given in to my emotions, I don't know how long until I kiss him. I can't hold out that long, I'm only human.

"I am banned, Lee helped sneak me in."

"I should have known." Now she's getting huffy. I'll ignore it this time Fred, but only because I'm too tired to fill out papers."

Poor girl, I guess I can forgive her. She likes Ron, everyone knows this, but he's just a stupid git.

"Fred, why can't Ron get past his immaturity and tell Hermione that he likes her. She'll snap before it's too late."

"Don't blame me, I can't do anything about it!"

"Well, you certainly could try something!"

"Hey, I don't even live there anymore. I sleep above the shop. My mom's going to kill me next time she sees me. I'm giving her a few hundred years until I tell her where the shop is. I get a howler everyday from her though. It'll be a lot worse when she finds the shop." The thought of it, it's kind of funny. Well, I wouldn't want my son wasting his life on a joke shop, but it just seems to suit Fred perfectly.

"Let's go back and sit on the couch, we can talk about things." Things? I wish, but he would just going to put his arms around me and...what the hell.

"Okay, sure." I plopped down on the couch and just like I assumed, he put his arm around my waist and leaned me on his shoulder. Sometimes I think that Fred may like me more than a friend, but I'm not sure. I've been meaning to ask him since the Yule Ball, but I never got around to it. Now is probably a good time to ask him. What's the worst he can say? No, that's what. It's not that bad, we'll still be friends, and we'll be joking about it in a few years. Okay, I'm stalling; I'll just ask him.

"Fred?"

"Yeah Angel?" I love when he talks in that voice. It sounds like he's half-asleep and yet wide-awake...if that makes any since whatsoever.

"I was just wondering if you like me." He's laughing at me! I knew I should not have asked him.

"Yeah, you're one of my best mates." Well, he obviously doesn't understand my question. I guess I'll have to give it another go.

"No, not like friends. I know that we're close friends. I mean like more than a friend does, you know what I mean?" He's blushing, that's a good sign, I hope.

"Well, I thought you knew." He's stalling; he's not allowed to stall. It doesn't help my situation.

"Thought I knew what?" Yeah, I sound a little shrill, what does he expect?

"Well, about the girl that I like..."
Ooo...I wonder what'll happen next...ACTUALLY I DON'T...I KNOW! Mwahahaha!