I've decided that I'm making my fic now jave two POVS (point of views). Onw noe for Fred and Angelina. I will be switching between both POVS from now and then.

Let's get things started............ Fred's POV now first.

Chapter 9- Third Year Memory

(Fred's POV):

I really fooled Angelina a while ago.

WOO-HOO! Way to go Fred.

Sometimes I amaze even myself with my sneaky plans.

Angelina smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. She was really pretty.

I made a move. I pretended to stretch and I put my arm around her back. She smiled slightly, not wanting me to notice.

We walked back up to the castle. I was trying to act cool all the way. I seemed relaxed (I hope) but my insides were really squirming and I wasn't feeling as confident as I showed.

It was quite a long trip up to the castle and although I felt insecure being alone with HER, I wasn't happy when it ended.

My arm was still around her back when we walked up the stone steps to the castle. She held me back at the door.

"What's wrong Angel?" my voice came out in a hoarse whisper. It was pretty obvious that I was nervous.

She didn't seem to notice. She slowly pulled my hand away from her back.

"Nothing," she replied, "Just don't want the Slytherins to see us again." She shrugged it off like it was nothing.

Yeah, I guess she was right. A put my hands obediently behind my back.

"I think that we should pass some other way," I sugessted.

She nodded, "The others might see us and wonder where we've been. Do you know any secret way up to the castle?"

I thought about really hard. I was sure there was one somewhere. I just couldn't put my finger on it.

I knew all secret passages to escape from the castle but I wasn't familiar with any to get back in.

It didn't seem important to get in the castle before. If only I had that Marauders Map George and I gave Harry last year. Darn it! I knew I shouldn't have ever given it to him!

"There isn't one, is there?" Angelina said gloomily.

I kissed her on the forehead. "I can't think of any just this moment, Angel," I calmly reported.

Angelina sighed. "It was more fun in the past years when you still had that Marauder's Map," she exclaimed.

Then, I remembered something. It just went off in my brain. Angelina had said everything that made me remember it.

I quickly grabbed her hand without saying a word. I dragged her down the steps and walked for a while keeping close to the side of the castle.

I stopped when we reached the statue of the great Godric Gryffyndor. I let go of Angelina's hand (not like I wanted to) and began searching around the statue, feeling around for the button that opened the passageway.

"Fred? What are you looking for?" Angelina asked me.

I didn't reply, cause I had found it. I pressed it hard. It was a tad rusty and there was dirt but it worked anyway.

The wall behind the statue opened noisily and revealed a hole. I grinned at Angelina.

"It leads right to the bathroom beside the Gryffyndor Common Room," I said happily.

Angelina jumped for joy, "I knew I could trust in you."

She pecked me right on the cheek. I went red.

"How'd you remember?" she asked me, horrified at what she had done. She stepped away from me.

"Well, when you said something about the past years, I remembered the time we both went secretly out of the castle to well um........." I began.

"I don't remember that, please continue," she pleaded.

I thought. Would I remind her? Well yeah, I guess. She has the right to remember.

"Well we.............ummmmmmmm........see........." I couldn't do it.

She looked at me.

"It was our first "date," right?" she eyed me curiosly.

I nodded, "We were only third year then."

I hoped that she wouldn't remember the rest of it. It was too embarrasing for me.

She nodded. She remembred I knew she did.

"I'm sorry for that time, ok? I didn't fell the same way about you that time yet," she apologized, not looking me straight in the eye.

"I forgive you Angel. What matters is now, right?" I tried to blurt out.

"Oh Fred!" she cried again.

She gave me a hug and I couldn't breathe. What was with girls and these mushy scenes?

"How can you be so understanding? How could you forgive me for that time?" she grumbled to me. Tears were coming out of her eyes again.

And why do they get so emotional?

Even so, I stroked Angelina's hair once more.

"There is only one answer to that question Angel. I loved you and that's all there was to it. Someone in love will do anything for their loved one even if it means giving away the most important thing in their life. At that time, the one I had to give away was you and I did it cause I loved you. Haven't you noticed how I've been trying to catch your attention ever since that time? I wanted you to fall for me too, and I guess my wish came true," I rattled on.

"Oh Fred! I just love you so so much! Don't ever leave me ok?" She sobbed into my shirt.

"I would never do that," I promised.

"Heck, we can plan our wedding this early," I joked.

She laughed. I was happy when she was happy. I liked that I could make her smile.

I saw that her tears dried off and that she stopped crying.

PHEW! Close one! What would they have said if they saw her crying like that?

She smiled at me again. I most definitley smiled back. She grabbed my arm as if she was clinging on to it for dear life.

We started going toward the opening in the wall. There were many flights of stairs to climb. To add to the heaviness of this task, all the way up to the common room, we were blanketed in darkness.

I couldn't see Angelina's beautiful face anymore. It was pretty dull all the way up. We didn't speak, I guess we were both concentrating on not falling. It was too dark to see.

Then, I suddenly bumped into a stone wall. Ouch! I rubbed my nose. I kicked the wall in frustrated.

Angelina let go of my arm. She began searching around the wall for a button or something.

It took her quite a long time to find it. But she didn't.

She gave me a sigh.

"Here Angel, I'll help you look," I offered.

I saw the faint outline of her head shaking.

"No," she began, "I've searched everywhere, it's no use."

I heard a slapping sound. I think Angelina was smacking herself in the head with her hand. She was trying to remember.

She stopped. She reached across me and pushed something on the wall beside me.

The wall swung forward revealing a hole. I shielded my eyes from the bright light. The whole Gryffyndor Common Room stood before me.

How did she remember? Has she not forgotten about before?

We stepped out. The softness of the carpet seemed to massage my sore toes.

I looked at her. She had a triumphant smile on her face.

"How did you rememeber?" I asked curiously.

She shrugged. "I haven't forgotten Fred," she calmly replied.

"So you do remember? Why didn't you say so?" I tried to ask her.

"I will always remember. Always keep that in mind Fred. Every moment I spend with you is kept safe and never forgotten in here," she said pointing to her chest, where her heart was.

I kept quiet. So she did love me then. In third year I mean. Then why'd she turn me down?

"Why didn't you tell me the truth before?" I forced a reply from her.

She looked at me.

"I won't lie to you Fred. I have loved you forever.... Since I met you I mean. It's just that I wasn't ready that time. We were too young you know. But I did regret that decision I made that time," she gulped

"Did you even know that I always go to your dorm every night and lie beside you?" she eyed me.

No, I didn't. They did always tell me that I was a heavy sleeper.

I shook my head.

Angelina gave a laugh. And shook her head as well.

"I should have known," she grumbled.

I smiled. So like Angelina.

I walked over to her and took a pinch at her cheeks. She pulled my fingers off. She gave an irritated growl but laughed just the same.

"I'll go put my coat in the closet," I started.

I took off my coat and began walking toward the closet.

I opened the door. I didn't even get to put my coat in. I gagged at what I saw.

"Fred? What's wrong?" Angelina asked.

She began walking towards me.

She froze at the sight. She grabbed my shoulders in surprise.

"Who is it?" I managed to say.

The person turned over and I saw that there were two of them.

We both gasped as we saw who it was and as we figured what they had done.