Chapter Twelve: The Great Hall Ocean

"Are you going to help me or sit there like a bump on a log?" Fred snapped. Angelina's eyes focused on Fred suddenly.

"Sit here like a bump on a log." she replied drily, although her face was anything but. Fred rolled his eyes, but continued mopping. Angelina stood up, and grabbed her own mop. "I lied." she stated a few minutes later, simply, not giving any explanation.

"Um, about what?" Fred asked, yet again confused.

"About not being sorry. I'm so sorry, does your nose still hurt?" Angelina gushed. She had tried being tough about this, but she couldn't help but wonder if he was alright.

"Yeah, a little bit." he replied, touching his nose tenderly.

"I'm sooo sorry!" she repeated.

"Hey, it's alright. At least I know you can take care of yourself." he replied, shrugging her sympathy off. Angelina smiled, and Fred did, too. Before they knew it, they were standing only centimeters away from each other, their lips touching.

They stood that way for what seemed like forever before Angelina broke away. "Snape's coming in half an hour. We seriously need to get to work or risk being here for another two hours." Fred nodded and kissed her again, lightly this time. "I have an idea." she smiled.

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"Are you sure this is going to work?" Fred asked, sceptically.

"Of course I'm almost sure! I saw it on a muggle tv show once." she smiled, pouring another bucketful of soapy water onto the already sopping floor.

"This will never work." Fred said.

"Shut up and help me!" Angelina retorted, grabbing another bucket. Fred sighed, shrugged and picked up a mop. The water, which was at least ankle deep, sloshed around.

"How are we going to get it dry?" he asked.

"Fred, you're a wizard...shit! I completely forgot we don't have our wands. Got any ideas?"

"Well, no, not really. Unless..." Fred walked over to the door and opened it. He threw Angelina a triumphant grin and jogged away, leaving Angelina in ankle deep water with a mop in her hand and Snape coming in five minutes.

"Angelina, have you met Dobby, the house elf?" he asked, grinning. A house elf was standing next to him, an oversized red hat with white candy canes on it sat upon his head. There was a green sock with yellow blinking stars on his left foot and a brown sock with scarlet quaffles on his right foot.

"No, I...er, don't believe I've had the pleasure." she stammered, trying not to gawk at the house elf's strange appearance.

"Dobby is pleased to meet Angelina Johnson. Dobby is glad he can help Fred Weasley and his friend, Angelina Johnson." he replied, excitedly. He pushed the over-sized hat out of his eyes.

Fred shrugged, 'Only hope!' he mouthed, quietly. Angelina nodded. "Dobby, do you know what to do?" he asked. Dobby nodded and snapped his fingers.

Angelina lurched forward. The floor was tilting towards a drain a few feet in front of the short house elf. Angelina turned around to see a massive wave of soapy water rushing towards her, about to fall on her. She closed her eyes, tight. It was never good to get soap in your eyes. Especially soap supplied by Snape. She braced herself for the water that would surely fall down on her.

Dry. She was dry. Why was she dry? She was supposed to be soaked. Fred. Fred was holding her arm. He had pulled her to the safe area. He smiled at her. The floor untilted and Dobby snapped his fingers again. Everything was dry, completely dry. The room was spotless.

"Look, we own you one, Dobby. But, you have to go." Fred said, practically shoving the elf out of the door. Only half a minute later, right on time, Professor Snape barged in. He inspected the room, everyone quiet.

"Go, and don't let me catch you out after hours again." he snapped, unhappily.

Angelina and Fred didn't need telling twice, they quickly got up and practically jogged to the common room. "Pinkledrops" Fred said. The Fat Lady sighed, but swung the portrait door open anyway.

"Well, that was fun, wasn't it?" Angelina laughed.

"Oh, yeah. You practically murdered me, we covered the floor of the Great Hall with soapy water, had a house elf that's mad as a hatter drain the room and then jogged back to the common room. Yeah, Angelina, that was loads of fun." Fred replied, sarcastically.

"Well, I have things to do. See you tomorrow?" Fred nodded and Angelina kissed his cheek. "G'night Fred!" Angelina said, and walked up the steps to her dormitory room.

"Goodnight, Angelina." Fred responded, although too late for Angelina to hear him.

A/N: MUAHAHA! Fred is such a genius, isn't he? huggles the fred in my closet Yep, he rocks the dog house. LOL! It may seem like they got over it really quick, but this is Fred and Angelina we're talking about. Lol. We all know they love each other(or do they?), they can't help it. So, I'm done this extra early, by the time you actually read this chapter, it'll be two weeks after I've written this! LOL! I'm good. I'm also going to start one of my WIPs, but you won't see that until it's at least almost done Have a nice day and REVIEW! CONSTANT VIGILENCE!

Kit- OMG, thank you so much! I was smiling like mad after I read that! I thought you all would like that chapter. I did. Lol. Here's the next chapter, lol. I think this is gonna come to a close soon, though...