Chapter 15

"Fred? What's wrong?" Angelina shifted closer to Fred, who was playing with his fork absentmindedly. They were in a booth at the back of The Three Broomsticks having butterbeer.

"What d'you mean?"

"I dunno ... you seem really distant. What's bothering you?" Fred sighed and dropped the fork. He looked at Angelina and smiled weakly.

"I just ... you know how its always the Weasley twins? It's never Fred Weasley and George Weasley, its Fred and George. I can't help but feel like I'm only half ... like I'm not my own person." Fred sighed and stared at the table. Angelina smiled and wrapped her arms around his middle. He put his arm around her shoulders as she rested her head on his chest.

"You are your own person, Fred. You and George are completely different and ... you function on your own. I don't know how to explain it, but you fit together but you stand just as well on your own." Fred sighed and kissed Angelina's forehead.

"Do you ... do you ever get us confused like everyone else does?" Angelina burst out laughing at Fred's statement.

"When I first met you, yes, but not even close! Besides the fact that your personalities are so completely different, you look different too."

"Sorry to break this to you, 'Lina, but we're identical twins. We can't possibly look that different."

"But you do! Your nose is a little thinner and George's has the bump where he broke it. You have more freckles than he does, not a lot more, but more nonetheless. And your voices are different; yours is deeper than George's." Fred chuckled and shook his head.

"No one's ever noticed all that before. Thanks, 'Lina." Angelina smiled and, wrapping her arm around Fred's neck, pulled his head down to hers.

"After six years of knowing you, and four of having a crush on you, you'd think I'd notice a few things," she whispered before kissing him rather deeply.

Madame Malkin's

"Damn Kate, I really don't get why you hate dress robes." Katie blushed as Oliver circled her, running his hand along her waist. "You look bloody fine in them."

"I'd rather look bloody fine in my Quidditch robes with my hair in a pony tail. I feel like I'm out of my element right now." Katie wrinkled up her nose at the image in the mirror in front of her.

"Maybe you just fit into several different elements. Ever thought about that?" Oliver whispered in her ear huskily, giving her a little chill. Katie turned around, kissed him, and then walked back into the dressing room. She reappeared a few minutes later carrying a set of every day, black robes and the emerald green dress robes she had tried on. She walked up to the counter.

"I'll take these," Katie handed the black robes to Madame Malkin, "but not these," along with the green ones. She paid and took the bag from Madame Malkin, before turning around and holding out her hand for Oliver to take. Oliver smiled and entwined his fingers with Katie's as they walked out into the street. "Sorry about that, Mum's been after me to get a new set of robes. My only black ones not for school are a little short."

"Don't worry about it. I enjoyed watching you try all those dress robes on." Katie rolled her eyes as Oliver chuckled.

"Yeah well, don't get too excited, I hate clothes shopping." Katie smiled as she realized Oliver was leading her towards Honeydukes. "So what're you doing for Christmas Ol'?"

Oliver shrugged, "My parents are going to visit my aunt and uncle in America. I dunno if I'm gonna go with them yet."

"Well, would you like to come stay with us for the holidays?"

"Really? That'd be okay? What about your parents?" Katie laughed.

"My parents absolutely love you, I don't think you have to worry about them."

"What about you?" Oliver asked in a little more serious tone.

"Of course I want you to come stay with us for Christmas. I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't. But now the real question is, do you want to?" Oliver smiled his cheeky Scottish grin.

"Because I'm actually crazy enough to pass up an opportunity to spend three weeks with my best friend, who also happens to be my girlfriend." Katie leaned over and kissed Oliver's cheek.

"Hey that looks like ... oh my god it is! That's George and Alicia snogging there in front of Honeydukes!" Oliver followed Katie's gaze and, sure enough, there was a boy with flaming red hair, which could only be a Weasley, snogging a girl with shoulder length black hair, who could only be Alicia.

As Katie and Oliver neared them, he cleared his throat loudly. But George and Alicia ignored him. "Ahem!"

"You know what buddy – oh hello Oliver. Katie."

"Hi, loves." Alicia smiled from behind George.

"Can I ask why you aren't at practice?"

"Umm, Oliver, in case you haven't noticed you're not at practice either." Realization came over George's face at Alicia's statement.

"Yeah, Oliver. Why aren't you at practice?!"

"Eh, its her fault." Oliver jerked his thumb at Katie.

"Yeah right! He dragged me away from my homework to come here and ditch practice." Alicia and George cocked an eyebrow at Oliver.

"You've really had a good influence on that one, Katie." Alicia and Katie exchanged a smile.

"You might call it a bad influence, 'Licia." Oliver rolled his eyes as Alicia shrugged.

"What are you two doing anyway?" George asked as he tightened his hold on Alicia's waist, the cold starting to eat through their thick cloaks.

"We were going to get some candy; we all know what you were doing." Oliver smirked.

"Well I'm freezing my bloody arse off, anyone up for a hot butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks?" Everyone nodded and the four friends started off towards the tavern.

The Three Broomsticks

"I can't believe we'll be leaving for the holidays in three weeks! It feels like we were standing on platform 9 ¾ yesterday." Angelina sighed, leaning her head on Fred's shoulder, as she took another sip of her butterbeer. George, Alicia, Oliver, and Katie had discovered Angelina and Fred at the Three Broomsticks. They had a conversation strikingly similar to the one they had had in front of Honeydukes, before deciding to join them at their booth.

"Yeah ... bloody hell it feels like I was just meeting you all yesterday!" Katie laughed and ran a hand through her long hair.

Flashback

"Oh my little baby! Off to Hogwarts!" Katie snickered at the boy who was being smothered by his mother.

"Could you give me some help?" Katie whirled around to see a girl with long black hair and deep brown eyes struggling with her cart.

"Yeah, of course." Katie smiled and helped the girl with her trunk. "I'm Katie, by the way, Katie Bell."

"Alicia Spinnet." The two girls exchanged a smile and started for the train. Halfway onto the train, they were run into by two tall, lanky boys with flaming red hair.

"Oh! Terribly sorry about that mates."

"I'm Fred Weasley and this is my brother George." Fred and George smiled and shook the girls' hands enthusiastically.

"Katie Bell, this is Alicia Spinnett." George's eyes lingered a little longer on Alicia.

"We're first years, you too?" The girls nodded in answer to George's question.

"Hey you guys, you should get on the train. It's leaving soon." A girl with wavy dirty blonde hair told them through the open window of her compartment. "I'm Angelina Johnson, by the way. There's no one else in this compartment if you'd like to join me." The four first years clambered onto the train and into Angelina's compartment. They all introduced themselves and sat down, waiting for the train to leave. A few minutes later, Katie noticed that the same boy was still being smothered by his bawling mother.

"Hey, I'll be right back." Katie walked out onto the platform and up to the boy. She tapped him on the shoulder. "You're umm ... you're going to miss the train if you don't get on soon." He smiled at her gratefully.

"All right dear, you'd better go. Send me an owl as soon as you get there." The boy waved at his mother as he followed Katie back to the train.

"Thank you so much! I'm Oliver Wood." He held out his hand and Katie shook it, smiling.

"I'm Katie Bell. I'm assuming from your Mum's reaction that you're a first year?" Oliver nodded as he pulled his trunk onto the train. "Me too." He started to go off in the opposite direction as Katie, but she grabbed his shoulder. "Hey, we've got a compartment already. You're welcome to join us."

"Really? I mean, are you sure I wouldn't be intruding?"

"Of course not! Come on, hey is that a Quidditch magazine?" Katie pointed to the magazine that was tucked underneath Oliver's arm as they entered the compartment.

"Quidditch? I love Quidditch ......

Back to the Present

"We spent almost the entire train ride talking about Quidditch. That was brilliant ... easily the best day of my life." Alicia smiled warmly at her friends.

"Bloody hell! You guys it's almost eleven, we've got to get back to school." Everyone groaned as they climbed out of the booth. Fred and Angelina snuggled close as they started for Honeydukes. Oliver and Katie wrapped their arms around each other and George wrapped his arm around Alicia's waist, half-supporting her as she was starting to doze off. Somehow, they all managed to get back to the school and into their Dormitories without getting caught. Full of butterbeer and chocolate from Honeyduke's, everyone slept peacefully.

A/N: Hehe, cute little flash-backy there for ya! Hope you liked it. Fred was having an identity crisis, but he's better now, so no more sadness! I'd like to remind you all that no one (besides the twins, Alicia, and Angelina) knows about Oliver and Katie's relationship. That will come up in the next chapter. Sorry for the wait, I was out of town this weekend and had no Internet access, so I couldn't post it. I hope you all still liked it! Lots of fluff and a bit of cotton, not to mention a bit of snogging but I'm sure I didn't need to state the obvious! Please review!

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