A/N: I know it's been a while. I've had a serious case a writer's block, and I've redone this chapter a thousand times, but here it is. I hope it's good, and you all should feel honored. I wrote this instead of doing my papers for history.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Nada. Zip. Zero.

Chapter 4: Reunion

Ginny scrambled around her room trying to make it look decent. Hermione and Angelina would both be there in an hour, and she had yet to clean her room for her company. This was quite fine with her, seeing as how she really didn't mind cleaning while she was in a rush (and to be quite honest, she did better work when she was rushed), but when her mother found out that the girls were due in one hour and they currently had nowhere to sleep, she threw a fit. After taking her breakfast away until she had the room cleaned, she pushed her up the stairs and told her not to come down until it was finished.

Her mother had always worried about guests.

Ginny suddenly stopped and looked at a clock on the wall. Hermione and Angelina would be here in 10 minutes. Grinning widely, she tore open the door and rushed downstairs.

George was ready to kill his twin.

After keeping him up all night just to fret over Angelina, he had also been pacing their room for the past three hours. However annoyed he was, he had to admit that he thought this situation was extremely funny. Happy, clever, and confident Fred had instantly been changed into nervous, confused, and scared Fred at the mere mention of a girl. But this wasn't just any girl. Fred had dated a number of girls during their years at Hogwarts, but Angelina was the only one who could really affect him. George knew that he was in love with her, and he was alright with that. If he had to choose a girl for Fred, it would definitely be Angelina.

But that still didn't change the fact that he was getting on his bloody nerves.

George looked up at his brother from his seat on the bed and chuckled. He had taken time to clean up, and had even dressed up a little for their house guest. Even though he looked nice in his jeans and a button up shirt, a look of fear was spread across his face. George just couldn't understand why.

"Fred, why are you so worried?"

Fred stopped pacing and opened his mouth to respond, but then he heard the words he had been dreading for weeks come from downstairs.

"FRED! GEORGE! GET DOWNSTAIRS, THE GIRLS ARE HERE!"

And then he passed out.

"Hermione! Angie!" Ginny shouted as she bounded down the staircase.

As soon as the girls walked through the door, Mrs. Weasley instantly gave them both hugs and started fretting about their bags. After calling for the boys and getting no response, she disappeared upstairs to find the boys, leaving the girls alone.

"Alright, let's go upstairs. We have a lot to catch up on!" Ginny whispered excitedly.

"Wait, what about our bags? We should probably-"

"Oh Hermione, come on! Leave the boys to get the bags. That's what they're good for." Ginny said with a small laugh.

As they started upstairs, they noticed that there was a lot of commotion coming from the Twins' room. The girls stopped to look at each other, eyebrows raised.

"What could possibly be happening in there?" Angelina whispered to her two friends.

"Angie, we don't ask anymore. You just hope that whoever's in there comes out alive." Ginny answered while Hermione nodded.

They stood there listening for a few minutes, before Angelina decided to find out what was happening. Tip-toeing over to their door, she peeked through it.

"George! What happened! Was it another one of your stupid experiments!" Mrs. Weasley asked with anger in her voice.

"Look, it's not my fault he's a coward! He just passed out!"

"Well, he's not waking up! DO SOMETHING!"

Angelina averted her eyes to the person Mrs. Weasley was talking about, and she couldn't help herself. She started cracking up.

"Well, well, well. He passed out." Angelina said as she walked through their door. "Can't say I'm not surprised."

George looked up and smiled at the highly amused girl. "Hey, Angie. Good of you to come!"

Angelina smirked back at him. "Well I'm glad that one of you is." Glancing down at the other twin, who had a small amount of drool forming from his mouth, she shrugged. "We see where the other one stands."

Mrs. Weasley suddenly stood up. "Well this is no good. I'm going to go see if I can find something that will help him. And George...don't you try to help him. You remember what happened last week?"

"Yes, mum." George answered with a shudder.

As she hurried out of the room, Ginny and Hermione walked through the door. Hermione glanced down at the fallen Weasley twin with a questioning look on her face.

"I probably shouldn't ask...but what happened last week?"

"Well, I don't think that's something that should be explained in front of you girls. It's quite horrific."

"But George, you told me."

"Yes Ginny, but are you considered a girl?"

Ginny's eyes widened comically as she started towards George, but she stopped when she heard her brother on the floor start to come to. They all rushed over and kneeled down beside the boy. He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at everyone who was leaning over him. When he came to Angelina, he bolted up from his spot on the floor.

"Angie! H-Hi. I, um-"

"Just save it Fred. I don't think I want to hear what you have to say." Angelina snapped as she turned and left the room. On her way out, she bumped into Ron who was coming to see what all the fuss was about.

"You know, I miss all the fun in this house." Ron said after analyzing the room.

Hermione, on the other hand, saw him and rushed over to hug him. Ron caught her before she could knock him down from the force of her hug, and then proceeded to blush furiously.

Pulling away, she took a step back to look at him. "I've missed you, Ron. How have you been?" Stopping suddenly, she narrowed her eyes. "Have you done your homework?"

Ron's face fell. "Hermione, we still have 2 weeks!" He answered with exasperation.

In bored voices, Ginny and the twins responded. "But Ron, Newts are coming up. You should take schoolwork more seriously!"

Hermione smiled. "I think I'm getting predictable."

Ginny smiled on at Ron and Hermione, but then her expression turned sour. Turning to Fred, she raised her fist and punched him in his arm, causing him to jump.

"What the bloody hell was that for!" Fred said as he rubbed his sore arm.

"For what you did to Angelina!" Ginny retorted.

"How do you know I did something?" Fred challenged.

With exasperation, Ginny threw her arms up and walked out the door, grabbing Hermione on the way. Looking at each other, the boys shrugged.

"Girls are so confusing."

By the time Ginny and Hermione made it to Ginny's room, Angelina was already sitting on the bed fuming.

"How dare he! He knows that he did something. What is it with boys? Why do they have to be so bloody stupid?"

Hermione sat down on the other side of Angelina and patted her arm. "That's just who they are. But just so we can understand this, can you tell us what exactly happened between you two?"

Angelina sniffled a little bit, but then nodded.

"Everything was going fine until the day they left. Fred came to talk to me about something, I didn't know what at the time, and I kept joking around with him. I didn't think it was that serious, because look who we're talking about, but he got angry with me. He asked me why I couldn't be serious about this one thing, and then I asked him why he couldn't ever be serious. We started screaming at each other, and then he..."

By this time, Angelina was bawling. Ginny came to sit down on her other side, and tried to ease her on.

"Come on Angie, it's okay. You can tell us..."

Angelina hiccuped, and then went on with her story. "He told me that he never wanted to see me again, and that meeting me was the worst thing that had ever happened to him."

Ginny and Hermione's eyes widened as Angelina completely broke down.

"He was my best mate! I know were angry at each other, but...why did he say that?" Angelina choked out as she laid down on the bed.

"Angie, he didn't mean it. Believe me, he cares about you much more than you know. I'm sure if you guys just talked it out-"

"No. No way. I don't want to talk to him...maybe coming here was a bad idea..." Angelina pondered. Getting up from the bed, she quickly left the room.

Looking over at Hermione, Ginny frowned. "Well, our plan isn't going so smooth."

Hermione nodded. "But he didn't mean it. If we can just get them to..." Suddenly, a grin spread across her face.

"Hermione...what are you thinking about doing?" Ginny asked, looking a bit scared.

"We should lock them in a room together. They'd be forced to talk about this situation, then!" Hermione responded, looking pleased with herself.

"Wow Hermione...I think Ron is rubbing off on you. You're pure evil! " Ginny answered with a smirk.

Hermione smiled. "Don't you just love it?"

Alright, I hope you liked this! In the next chapter, Hermione and Ginny put their plan into action. Ron also has a plan of his own, and another guest shows up at the Burrow!

Until next time...