Twice Over

I'm going to get straight into this. I'm only going to tell you, it will get better. This is just the bung of introducing chapters. They're the hardest to get by all of the time, but as soon as you're in, you're in. So anyways, lets get this show on the road.

I would like to dedicate this chapter to Jagged Epiphany, who found some very major spelling errors in my work that I had been making for a while ::gasps:: and I feel quite silly about it really, but I thank you deeply for telling me! When I saw the right spelling, I wondered why I hadn't realized that before? So thank you for the help! I fixed it, and readjusted my computers dictionary, and all is well in the land of Kit! .

Kissed-Bright Red- thanks for the review! Yeah, I'm really happy with the turnout so far, and your story is awesome! You put Alicia and George in a chapter for ME!? Why thank you!

Jagged Epiphany- like it says up there, so much thanks to all of your advice, and I'm checking over things more carefully now, (your and you're) and its really helping!!! . Yeah, I'm pretty proud of the sorting hat song, and yay, I HAVE A STICKER!!!

Niwrem- thanks so much for the review! I'm glad you like it! Yeah, Lee is awesome!

Goth hamster- love the name by the way, and thanks for the review, I'm glad you like it!

Lauren- you're the best ever, thanks for sticking with me for so long! I'm so happy you like it! The marauders map is awesome.

Sunnysweetie- yep, the song was all mine! Thanks for the review, I love it. I love your strategy with the review, awesomeness. I do that sometimes when I'm reading more than one chapter. You're review was long, and you know how I like long reviews! .

Angel de la luna- YAY! Love the review, thanks so much! To tell you the truth, I don't know if you can fall in love with the person you're already in love… confusion hits. Anyways, thanks so much, I love George too! Hehehe.

Calypso- yay! I'm glad you like it. People, read her stuff! Buckets are awesome, and evil cookies rule.

Yayforgredandforge- I get lots of stickers… I just realized that. Anywho, I'm so glad you got a screen-name and a story. You update soon, I say! ::shakes fist::

Catgirl80- imagine if we could buy George off Alicia… how much do you think she'd want for him? We can pool our money together! Thanks for the review!

WOW! So many reviews! I thank you all! ::jumps around happily and then falls over:: okay, no more of THAT…

Disclaimer- I HAVE A FEW CHOICE WORDS FOR YOU! THEY ARE: me no own, you no sue. How hard is it to remember?

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Chapter 4- A New Type Of Home

She blinked open her caramel brown eyes, and reached her hands up to push her auburn hair from her face. She put a cold hand to her forehead, and sat up slowly, looking around at the strange room. A surge of panic would have gone through a regular persons mind if they woke up in a strange room they had never slept in before, but being as this girl was Alicia Spinnet, she had no worries. She knew exactly where she was: sitting in a red sheet, Gryffindor four-poster bed in Gryffindor Tower at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She also had Angelina Johnson, another new Gryffindor, standing up by one of the mirrors in the room as well.

"Morning." Said Angelina, turning around.

"Good morning, Angelina. Sleep well?" Alicia asked.

She nodded. "Yeah, thanks. You're a bit of a late riser."

Alicia laughed looking at the clock. "Yeah, but it looks like you're a bit of an early riser." She said, examining that her roommate was fully clothed, showered, and now putting on a light shade of lip-gloss, not that she needed it at all.

Angelina laughed and turned back to the mirror. Alicia looked around groggily, at the redwood beds, and dark-red mirrors. The room was certainly dressed in the main colour of Gryffindor. She could imagine Ravenclaw all dressed in a clear sky blue, Hufflepuff all dressed in a sweet canary yellow, and Slytherin in a deep and mysterious green, while Gryffindor lay in a passionate and beautiful red.

Alicia crawled out of bed and grabbed her robes. "That a bathroom?" She asked pointing to the door in the corner.

"Yes, the showers wonderfully warm… at least it was. I don't know if you get all the cold water because of the time you woke up." She said.

Alicia nodded and walked into the bathroom, sliding out of her clothes and stepping into the shower. Angelina had been right. Ice-cold water dripped onto her back, as she quickly rubbed the shampoo into her hair.

Walking into the room, and sliding her socks up her legs a bit more, she looked at the clock.

"What do we do?" She asked, pulling her skirt down.

"You mean about getting schedules and that?" Angelina asked.

Alicia nodded.

"I don't know… let's go to breakfast. We're bound to find someone who can help us there." Angelina suggested.

The girls walked down to an empty Common Room, and out into the halls which were occasionally filled with passing students or groups of people, most of whom were hugging and shouting excitedly, 'missed you over summer', or, 'how was that trip?'

Finally, after following groups of people to find their way there, Alicia and Angelina entered the Great Hall, sitting at the Gryffindor table. Alicia looked up and straight ahead of her, talking to a boy with dreadlocks, was the boy she had met earlier… the red-headed boy that had stuck up for her. George Weasley.

She quickly looked down and heard another boy call, "Fred! Fred!" She looked up to see who it was, and almost fell out of her seat: there was another boy, who looked identical to the one in front of her, calling him, 'Fred'.

"Oi! George, take a seat!" The boy called.

Now it became confusing. So… the redhead who she thought was George was Fred, and the weird mirror image was George, who was running to Fred, whom she thought was George?

Angelina tapped Alicia's shoulder.

"Know that Professor McGonagall lady?" Angelina asked.

"The one calling the names for sorting?" Alicia asked.

Angelina nodded. "Yeah. She's Gryffindor's head of house, and she's going to be handing us our timetables soon."

Alicia nodded. "Okay, so we just wait then?"

Angelina looked down the rows. "Well here she comes now, so there won't be much of a wait, now will there be?"

Alicia shook her head in reply, and thanked McGonagall as the sheet was handed to her.

"What you got?" Angelina asked.

"Herbology, first period. Second, I have Transfiguration. Then of course, lunch, and um-… History Of Magic and Potions…" Alicia said, reading her timetable.

"I have Herbology with you, and same with History of Magic. But I have Defence Against The Dark Arts when you have Transfiguration, and then I have Care Of Magical Creatures while you have potions." Angelina said.

"Sorry to intrude on your conversation," Said one of the mirror images, "but your time-table is exactly like mine." He gave Angelina a grin and reached his hand over the table. "Fred Weasley."

The other boy was intently staring at Alicia, and she looked over at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Your timetable matches mine as well. I guess they made the same ones and mixed them up among students. I'm George Weasley… you met me last night." He said, placing his hands on the table and then leaning on his arms. "You haven't told me your name yet."

Alicia nodded. "Your pretty smart… very observant in these types of situations."

Angelina, who was watching Alicia argue with George, looked back to Fred and smiled. "Angelina Johnson. Do you know your way around?"

Fred shrugged. "I guess so." He answered.

"Well then, if I get lost, I know who to go to." Angelina smiled.

Alicia rolled her eyes at her friends flirting. Then she looked back to George who was giving her a mischievous grin. She sighed and gave in asking, "What?"

"I know your name already." He answered.

"I'm glad. It was such a mystery for a while," She began sarcastically, "that I could hardly bare the suspense."

George smiled. "I'm glad I wasn't the only one then." He joked.

Fred nodded to George. "How rude of us," He began.

George looked to Fred and nodded back. "Right, sorry, this is my twin Fred."

"And my twin George." Fred answered.

"And our friend Lee," They said in chorus, pointing to Lee who was staring into the empty dregs of his cereal, breaking off pieces of bacon and popping them into his mouth.

"C'mon Lee! Say something." George encouraged.

"Hi." Lee answered.

The twins sighed.

"I guess we'll see you in Herbology then!" They said together.

They began to get up, and Fred asked, "What do you have Lee?"

"Not Herbology in the morning. I have History Of Magic, then Transfiguration, then Herbology and then Potions." Lee said.

Fred's jaw dropped. "You have no classes with me!" He said.

George messed Lee's dreadlock hair up. "You have two classes with me, buddy."

As they walked down the hall, Fred looked over to George. "That Alicia girl doesn't seem to like you."

"No," George said, "She doesn't. I don't know why, I was really nice to her when I first met her…"

Lee laughed. "Girls are weird that way, George." He answered.

Both the twins looked to Lee.

"What?" He asked.

"What's up with the shy-guy act in front of anyone except us?" Fred asked.

George pushed him lightly. "He MEANS, why aren't you talking around other people?"

"Same thing." Fred said.

"Kinder wording." George mumbled.

Lee sighed. "I told you guys… people don't like me…"

George looked at him with his head tilted. "To us, you're like everyone else, in fact, you're more like us which sets you apart from everyone else, which makes you better."

Fred nodded. "You have nothing to be worried about."

"See that Angelina girl?" George asked. "She wasn't exactly as dark as you, but her skin was the darker set too… there is absolutely nothing wrong with her either!"

"In fact, she's quite beautiful for her age." Fred piped in.

"We all know you like her, Fred." George said, not looking away from Lee and shoving him over with a hand.

"Hey!" Fred protested.

"THE POINT," George said loudly to Fred, and then turned to face Lee, "Is that you are no different to us. Whoever made a big deal about it before, didn't know what they were talking about."

"Yeah," Fred said nodding.

"You're a good person." George added.

Lee smiled. "And I appreciate the talk, but you're beginning to scare me with all of this sensitive stuff."

George and Fred laughed. "It doesn't happen often," They said together.

The three boys laughed and then looked at their watches.

"History Of Magic starts in about ten minutes… it's going to take me forever to find it… I better head there now." Lee said.

Fred and George nodded.

"Herbology is going to start soon too, and with all those Greenhouses, we need to find number three… hmm… I wonder what side that's on?" Fred asked.

"Better to find out sooner than later." Said George.

The twins waved goodbye to Lee, and headed down the Hall toward the doors that headed over by the Greenhouses.

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"Herbology isn't what most people think… it's not all about growing pretty little flowers in a garden that grows faster than muggle gardens… not at all! In fact, it is much different. The plants you will be taking care of and growing could be deadly, dangerous, poisonous, or healing. Some plants take much longer than a regular muggle garden plant to grow, as well!" A fat, plump witch, head of Hufflepuff said.

Students seemed eager to learn, as a mix of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students ambled around the tables, looking slightly confused on what they were doing.

Fred pulled George up beside him, in between him and Alicia, and manoeuvred his way close to Angelina, making small talk. Professor Sprout, which seemed to be the name of the professor for Herbology, told the students to talk amongst themselves while she got the equipment set up for each student. She started on the opposite side of where George, Fred, Alicia, and Angelina were situated, and for a while, George said nothing, and just looked straight ahead.

"Its weird that Lee isn't in this class too." George said to Alicia, finally deciding upon making small talk like Fred.

"I guess, if placing students in different classes in a school is what you call weird." Alicia answered, staring straight ahead.

George sighed and put his hands on the desk in front of him, leaning forward slightly. "You don't go for small talk, do you?"

"You don't shut up, do you?" Alicia replied.

George smiled, "Well, I know when to be quiet, if that's what you mean-…"

"Are you getting a hint right now?" Alicia asked, mockingly.

"That's a good one, I never knew you were that quick." George said, beginning to become frustrated with the girl in front of him. Alicia had still refused to create any sort of eye contact, whatsoever.

"Are you capable of using that brain of yours?" Alicia asked trying to sound sarcastically surprised.

"Do you insist on answering my questions with questions?" George asked.

"Is that what I'm doing?" Alicia asked back.

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Where did you learn a big word like that?"

"See?"

"What?"

"That."

"What?"

"That!"

"WHAT?"

"Stop doing that, will you?

"Doing what?"

"That."

"What?"

"Don't start this again…"

"Don't start what again?"

"That."

"What?"

"Fine."

"What's fine?"

"If you want to be like that you can."

"You know what I think?"

"Does it look like I know?"

"No, it looks like you don't use your brain at all." Alicia answered promptly, just as Professor Sprout came around and their conversation was cut off.

Professor Sprout passed them after handing them a tray and some silver tools, and George reached for the tray in front of him, just as Alicia reached for it. They both looked up at each other and then down at the tray, and then, proceeding to look all around them.

"Oh no…" George groaned.

"What?" Alicia asked.

"I think your thinking what I'm thinking…" George replied.

Alicia smiled. "Yeah, that this tray is mine and you need to get your own," She said, pulling it closer to her.

"No, that- that-…" George began.

"I placed a tray in between two people that will be partners!" Professor Sprout said.

Alicia gave George an ice-cold stare.

"You think I want this as more than you do?" George asked.

She only turned away.

George and Alicia spent the rest of the class following Professor Sprout's instructions and only talking when the other person needed to, 'pass the manure'. Soon enough, healthy seeds were planted and placed in a corner with the students names labelled, and each student was waiting in line to wash their hands.

"What do you have, now?" George asked, wiping his hands dry on a floating towel.

"Defence Against the Dark Arts… should be good, shouldn't it?" Fred asked.

"Good luck with Angelina." George winked.

Fred frowned. "I don't like her."

"Sure." George replied.

"Have fun with Lee," Fred said, changing the subject.

"I'll tell him that Herbology is okay." George said.

"See you," Fred began.

"At lunch." George finished.

"Goodbye." They chorused, and they went their separate ways, down the hall.

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You might think I'm going fast next chapter, but I've barely begun. I'll be skipping a month or so, and I'll fill you in on what's going on… I just need to get more into the relationships, and not have this staggering transition on getting to know each other.

-Kit