A/N:I'm sorry this chapter is short, I can't t hink of anything to add to it.

Amy: I've found I have a complete mental block against writing h/g but hopefully that'll change at sometime.

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Oh, and yeah, Review after reading? Reviews are appreciated. I would love some criticism, constructive of course. I need to know what parts of my story are weak and stuff like that…

Alicia slipped back into the common room and positioned herself so that George's head rested on her lap. He stirred, turning his face so that it was facing her. He mumbled something. Alicia smiled down at him as he slowly blinked his eyes, staring up at her. He smiled lazily and moved his hands above his head during which his knuckles brushed past her stomach. She felt warmth spread from where he had touched her. But then, he had always had that effect so he shouldn't be surprised. His eyes half closed as he stared up at her, his gaze dropping to her mouth than back to her eyes.

George slowly slid back wards so that he was sitting with his legs draped across hers. He continued to look at her. He raised a hand and touched her cheek, leaning closer. She felt herself involuntarily shiver and lean into his hand. Keeping eye contact with her, he leaned closer and brushed his lips across hers. Chills traveled up and down her spine and she felt the tension in her stomach explode into tiny little bits. His kiss was smooth, but deep and passionate. Similar to chocolate, which she was addicted to.

She shifted slightly, turning to face him and wrapping her arms around his neck, playing with the hair that touched the nape of his neck. As her lungs began to demand air, she pulled back slightly and stared into his hazel eyes. He stared right back. His breath brushed her lips slightly and they parted. She let her eyes close, almost lazily. As there lips touched again, there was a scream of outrage and a humongous crash. A shout of "But this is my-" could be heard before "Get OUT!" And the sound of something thumping against the wall. Fred came clomping down the stairs, to where Alicia and George were sitting, a good two feet apart and patting there hair down. George's ears were pink.

"She's Mental, that one." Fred said as he stood at the bottom of the stairs. Slowly, his eyes slid from George to Alicia and back again. A small, predatory smile formed on his face. "Welllll." He drew out the l and rubbed his hands together fiendishly. "Look at the two lovebirds." He smiled at them."

Alicia immediately went red and said "Shut your mouth Weasley" as half a joke. George was studying his hands, refusing to let his twin dig into him even further. Fred had been ribbing him incessantly about Alicia and now he'd never stop.
Just then, Katie scrambled in. She looked the worse for the wear, with wisps of her strawberry blonde hair floating around her face, creating a semi halo and dirt smeared under her left eye and a scratch along her cheek. She was looking grimly determined, her mouth set thinly and a frown line between her eyes. "I'm going to have a black eye from that idiot Sloper. Just then she looked up and noticed the twins. "Oh thank GOD!" she cried, running forward to hug Fred and then George, who had by this time, stood up. "I don't know what we would have done." She babbled, giggling a bit.

"Well, we are perfect, after all." Fred laughed.

"If you're so perfect, where were you, leaving your friends in the dust?" Katie asked, hands on her hips. Fred and George shifted their weight and glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes. Katie stood there, daring them to answer the question.

Fred made a guttural sound as new footsteps were heard. "They were aiding my godfather and his friend Anastasie with something." Harry said from the doorway to the boys' dorms. The girls nodded slowly, reluctantly accepting the explanation.

"So why'd Angelina throw you out of your own room?" asked Alicia, smiling fiendishly. Katie looked quite interested in that fact. Fred's ears went red and he looked down, and looked back up. "I said something or other, joking about all the girls were just falling off my arms. I thought it was clear that it was a joke."

Alicia and Katie looked at each other and giggled. Standing, Alicia said "You're completely hopeless, Fred." And shook her head disparagingly. They walked up the stairs to the seventh years' dorm.

Alicia knocked softly on the door. "'Lina?" A muffled sound came from the room and the two took it as assign to enter. Alicia pushed the door open slightly. Angelina was sitting in the middle of Fred's bed, her eyes were red rimmed, and his sheets and blankets were pooled around her, her hands resting buried in them and clutched against her chest. She looked up at Alicia and Katie.

"Why does he have to be such an insensitive prat?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"I don't know," Katie sighed, sitting next to Angelina. "But I think all guys are. Just look at Oliver," at which she gave a wistful smile and laugh. Alicia and Angelina both laughed at that, quickly trying to hide it by coughing. Katie grinned at the two of them. "Harry says that they were helping Sirius and a friend, but that doesn't really make sense, now does it?" she continued.

"I don't see how we'll get it out of them, but we'll certainly have to." Laughed Angelina, a bit shakily. The three girls kidnapped the boys' dorms for the afternoon, at one point, Lee popped in, but seeing the girls, he immediately bolted down the stairs.