Hola! I am back once more, to wreak havoc, make mayhem, and eat fried ice cream!

conscience: hem hem, aren't we forgetting something.

Me: Fine fine what the tooshies. I don't own anything, and im not making a profit off it either, so if you want to slam a suing on me. I will personally...do...something.

For this, I became your conscience?

I am so sorry to all who reviewed, I will totally be continuing this story, so to all who love me and my stories! GOOD NEWS AND DRINKS FOR ALL I AM BACK!!!!

And Im here to stay.

Fred and George were to be returning home in a few days timing. It was the beginning of the Christmas holidays, and they would be back at the burrow, with all of their insane but squeezable family. Hopefully.... she wouldn't be there. But what if she was? Fred couldn't help but shudder every time he saw George put a silencing charm on his bed before sleeping, just in case. It made him want to cry.

On the day before they were to leave, Fred sent an owl home, saying that all was well, and they would be arriving on the train as usual and they would be sending home a toilet seat... as usual. Fred had almost sealed the parchment, when Angelina tromped into the owlry, her black robes gone, and replaced by hip hugger jeans, and a sparkly violet tank top. "Whoa. I see that your fashion can get harassing in the colder months." Fred sniggered, but stopped when he saw her shivering. "Here.." He soothingly said, taking off his overlarge shawl. "Wear this, honestly the insensible things you women do.." She sniffed, and then suddenly sneezed very loudly "BLEEEESH YOOOOU!" Fred slurred dramaticly, sending the owl on its way and wrapping his arms around her shoulders "Im gonna miss you.." She hiccupped and flung her arms around his neck. "Want to go spend you few minutes with me in the Gryffindor common room snuggling by the fire?" He suggested, but recognized his mistake almost immediately. "Wait did I say snuggling? I ment SNOGGING!" He began to tickle her, and she squealed trying to get away. 'Look what you have...she cant take this away from you' Fred smiled to himself, he truly was lucky... to have such a beautifull girl going googoo over him, and wearing ridiculous clothing just to get him her already admired hips. "Right. To the common room!" He triumphantly roared. "To the common room!!" She echoed, squealing with delight when he picked her up and swung her over his shoulders. "put me down!" She cried out, as he walked down the stairs, nobody was around, most of them already gone. "And let you fall?" he questioned. "....on second thought, carry on!" Angelina took it back immediately!

'What if she takes it away?' a voice asked Fred.

'What?' he asked it back, making sure to notice where he was going, being sure to skip the sinking stair case.

'your girl..'

'.... She cant.. I wont let her.'

And so it was settled. Fred was content with Angelina, it was their last year at Hogwarts, on the leaving feast, he promised himself he would marry the woman and would have so many kids it would top his parents!!!! .... Well....not that many.....just one.... Or two.

Well only time would tell what would happen.

George sat in the common room, snuggling in his favorite arm chair, and looking through there business mail for the shop. It came to him as a relief that the nightmares had finally passed, but they were sure to be intoxicated when he arrived home. "She will not be there." He told himself aloud. If she was, he'de mearly run away! To hell with his pride!! That woman was a maniak dammit!!!

' and leave your twin behind?' a voice questioned.

George's hands went num and dropped the mail, which scattered into a heap on the floor.

The memories were so fresh.

"PLEASE JUST GET OFF!" He could hear Fred's voice upon him, and tears began to slide down Georges face.

"STOP IT!!! Stop it!!! Stop...stop...no..." He could hear the voice dying out, and whimpering.

"No I won't leave him behind."

'good. Wouldn't want him to be a ... sacrifice?'

the voice seemed to smirk almost.

George's eyes narrowed. He shut his eyes hard, and counted to ten silently. And upon opening his eyes, the images and voices were gone. "Thank god, now... back to mail." He had just scooped up the scattered mail, when Angelina and Fred burst through the common room sing "GOD REST YE MERRY HIPPOGRIPHS!" at the top of their voices.

Lee Jordan saw then coming and joined in the chorus. Upon entering from the girls dommitory, Alicia, and Katie began to sing as well, and George choosing to join laughed along

"GOOD TIDDINGS TO CONFIDENCE AND JOY CONFIDENT JOY! GOOD TIDINGS TO CONFIDENCE AND JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY!" they all charolled.

If only Fred and George new, this would be one of the last times they saw their friends, before they had to run... if only they knew... then maybe they would have said goodbye.

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Now..

Or I will personally....do....something.

Chapter comeing up soon!