Twice Over

Hey again guys. It's a bit hard writing a story about first years when I'm so used to romantic and older-type stories. That being said, I think I'm doing okay with this. So without further ado, I give you, chapter ten, which is actually a huge accomplishment for me at this point.

Yayforgredandforge- thanks for the review, I'm glad you like the story! Orange is an awesome colour! MUAH HAHAHA. Fred, George and Lee can be so bad! Wish they were mine!

LittleWriterGirl- I love new reviewers, thanks so much for reading! I'm so glad you like it; it is a bit long isn't it? Well take your time reading! Hope to hear more from you soon!

Jagged Epiphany- you do kickboxing? Awesome! I take all sorts of martial arts too! I've been doing them ever since I was little- Judo, Jujitsu, Kung Fu… blah, blah, stuff you probably don't want to know. Anyways, I know what you mean about how Alicia thinks she likes George and then he turns around and does something like THAT. Oh well, what can you do? A twin is a twin! Oh yeah, and congrats on the present!

Lauren- Hmmm a fight between pranksters? The prankster kings are in a head-to-head battle with the queens? You're giving me fabulous ideas! Thanks so much for the review, I loved all of it! Hope you like this chapter!

Slytherin-Ali- I loved your story, anyone in the right mind should read it! An absolutely stunning four-parter. I'm glad you enjoyed this, I hope you like this chapter just was much!

Angel de la Luna- hey! Have I replied to your e-mail yet? If I hadn't, it's saved in my programs right now and all ready to be sent! I copied the e-mail so I could get off the Internet to answer it, and I saved it, but I'm not sure if I sent it… anyways, thanks so much for the review! You liked the conversation about Halloween? Thanks so much, I was worried about what people would think, but you totally got the point of why I put it in there! Like you asked, I stuffing in a reminder to translate! There it is! Woo hoo! Envelopes? What do you do? Anyways, thanks again!

Calypso- thanks for all the compliments; I'm sure I don't deserve it! I'm really happy to know you liked it, and thanks for being consistent as a reviewer! Your opinion means a lot to me! Oh yeah, by the way, BUCKET!

Disclaimer- me no own, you no sue. Or something like that… I wish I had what J. K. Rowling has: a ton of money, a brilliant mind, fans admiring her work all over the world, and yes, the right to say, 'Fred and George Weasley are mine'. Only in my dreams, my friends, only in my dreams.

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Chapter 10- Realization sinks way too deep

When something goes wrong, the first thing on any person's mind is, 'fix it'. Well, George knew he had made a wrong move, even if he had help from a particular twin and best friend, but Alicia was mad at him. More mad than she had ever been too. A regular Alicia would have talked it out, ignored it, or made an argument that was quiet and witty. What had just happened however was not regular Alicia Spinnet behaviour.

Apart from the fact that Alicia hadn't even realized the whole school listening in on her outburst, she was nowhere to be found. George had searched everywhere: the girl's bathroom with that weird ghost, the common room, the girls' dormitories (which, he Fred and Lee conveniently found a trick step first month in and were able to get around), he even glanced back into the Great Hall and went to the Hospital Wing, but he couldn't find her.

Completely perplexed, but not amazed that he couldn't find one girl in all of Hogwarts, George made his way outside. He sat under a tree and wondered where she could have gone, when he realized something: The Maurder's map. That map showed everyone, everywhere in Hogwarts. With everyone at the feast, he could find Alicia in a flash. She would be the only person besides him, walking around.

It was just his luck too, that he was carrying it with him in his pocket. Without delay, he withdrew the map and let his wand light onto the paper. He flipped through hurriedly, when he was a little pair of footprints, standing still in the Library, with the name 'Alicia Spinnet' over them.

"Of course!" George said to himself. "The library!"

It all made sense. The library was the one place that was never full on Holliday's. Who in their right mind would go into the library on Halloween night, to catch up on a bit of studying? It seemed that Alicia did a lot of thinking about her hiding place.

George began walking to the library, keeping a quick and steady pace, and when he saw the library, he began running quickly. He grabbed hold of the door and tried to push it open, but was stopped abruptly. It was locked. Of course, the librarian wasn't there, and that woman didn't like anyone near her books without supervision.

George sighed and looked back to the map, realizing he probably had made a mistake, but no… she was there. Right there in the library. George suddenly remembered not to under-estimate Alicia. She was very smart, and she must have been able to get in with a spell or something. But, the problem was, George couldn't think of any spell that would help him get into the library.

With that, he very simply took out a hair-clip that belonged to his baby sister Ginny. Some wizards would have thought that picking up on a muggle trick was a waste of time, but George and Fred had found it perfectly fine, and they realized that it expanded their pranking knowledge. With that in mind, George shoved the pins' opening into the lock of the door and moved it up and down a couple times, hearing a small click and then finally turning the pin quickly and on a slight angle.

The door automatically let go and George put the pin back into his pocket, pushing the door forward. It swung open and he stepped in, allowing the door to close silently behind him. He looked at the map and saw that the footprints hadn't moved from the last time he had looked. She seemed to be near the restricted section of the library.

He walked over and looked at the lock of the restricted section that Alicia had carelessly left unhinged. That made things a lot easier for him. He walked through the opening and turned the corner to see a shadowed figure sitting on a desk, hugging their knees. Alicia.

"Alicia?" George asked quietly.

"Oh great." She murmured into her knees. "What do you want George?"

George smiled. At least she made him feel welcome, he thought sarcastically. "Look, I'm really sorry-…"

Alicia cut him off, lifting her face that was visibly orange through the darkness of the room, and her vibrant green hair swung in its curls behind her. "Look, I don't care what you think. Really, thanks, I don't care."

George sighed. "I just, I want you to know that I made a mistake. We weren't thinking."
Alicia sat on the desk and silently mouthed the word, 'we'. She looked over to George and her eyes were wide and glossy. She had just realized that it was more than just George's idea. What was she thinking, pushing all her anger out on him? It was fun sometimes, but she really was angry with him this time and well, he went and found her, so he must have been really sorry too, right?

"George," Alicia said very quietly, as her stomach plunged with guilt.

"No, I'm not done yet." George said, slightly sternly.

Alicia thought more about it, and he had meant for it to wash off, too. She looked at his eyes. They were a deep caramel brown, wide and full, matching with his freckles and going sweetly with his red hair.

"Alicia," George began, taking a deep breath, "doing a prank on a friend is just-…" George thought about it very hard and realized exactly what it was. Releasing the breath he was holding, he whispered, "Stupid." He shook his head. "I don't know what possessed the idea. We should be using pranks to get back at people like Flint, or Peeves…" George was more talking to himself at this point, but he jumped out of his thoughts when he felt Alicia's hand on his arm.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up about it… I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have jumped on you about that." She said softly.

George shook off an odd gut feeling. What was wrong with him right now? It was like his tongue had swelled up and his legs were jell-O.

"But don't expect to hear that too often, Weasley." Alicia said, taking her hand off of him. "It was a one time thing."

George laughed and Alicia did too, and suddenly, George saw something as he watched her.

"Laugh." He ordered.

Alicia stared at him like he wasn't from this planet, and George shook his head.

"I'm serious," he said again, "laugh."

"Why?" Alicia asked.

George didn't have time to explain everything, so he took a chance and pounced on her. She fell with him to the ground and George began tickling her mercilessly.

"George," Alicia screamed with laughter, "stop it!"

Alicia sounded quite serious about the fact that she wanted him to stop, but not yet, not until he was finished. Alicia continued laughing, and after a couple minutes, he crawled off of her and allowed her to stand up. She gave him a glare, but all he did was smile smugly at her, like he had just won a race at the Olympics.

"What?" She asked.

He grabbed her shoulders and swung her around so that she could look at her reflection in the glass over the bookshelf. Her face was now back to normal, though her hair was still as lime-green as ever.

"What-… how did you-…?" She paused and touched her smooth cheek with a hand.

"Laughter. I don't know, I just saw that when you laughed, the colour in your face changed. It became a bit lighter with every breath. So I decided to tickle the colour out of you." He said simply.

"May I say, that is very odd?" Alicia said.

George laughed. "You may."

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"You should be ashamed." Angelina said simply.

"It's in our nature to create havoc." Fred said.

Lee nodded. "I was just lucky I had no one turn to me."

Angelina rolled her eyes. "Poor Alicia." She said.

"Poor Alicia? What about me?" Fred asked, putting on a puppy dog pout.

Angelina laughed and pushed him away as he leaned towards her. "What about you?" She asked.

Fred shrugged. "I don't know, I just felt left out."

Angelina rolled her eyes. "Yeah, we all know that one Fred. So why didn't Alicia's face and hair wash out?"

Fred shrugged, "I think we might have gave her too much of the stuff. We never really tested it with more than a couple drops, and we were both in a hurry so we dumped the rest into her food."

"Nice." Angelina said sarcastically. "Very nice."

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"Have fun at the party?" George asked as his brother and Lee came into the room and sat on their beds.

"Yeah." Lee said. "Why didn't you come down?"

George shrugged. "Didn't feel like it. Alicia wanted to try to sleep the green hair away. We got the orange to go away though. So, I just decided I needed some rest too and came up here. I didn't miss much, did I?" He asked with a smile.

"No," Fred teased, "but I think you got more than you're saying."

George almost chocked and covered it up with a laugh. "Yeah, sure." He said sarcastically.

Lee just laughed and slipped into bed, undressing into his boxers and pulling the blinds of his four-poster around him. "Night guys." He said.

"Yeah, night Lee." The twins said together.

"I think he's got the right idea." Fred said, pointing a thumb over to Lee's bed. "Later, George."

George nodded and continued to read as Fred changed, crawled into bed, and soon was breathing heavily, and Lee was snoring heavily. George sighed and realized he was still on the first sentence. He was beginning to think it was the longest sentence in history, when he realized he wasn't actually really reading, rather than going over the same word a couple million times. It was hard for him to care just then, anyways, as he was thinking over what Fred had said.

What the hell was wrong with him? He thought Alicia was… attractive, ever since he met her, and she was sweet, but… like her? Did he like her? Fred didn't even ask that question, he only implied it. And all he could do was laugh. He was some example of a poor bastard, if he had ever seen one.

I mean, if I even liked Alicia, she wouldn't like me. And we are barely friends…

George couldn't drown his thoughts in some stupid book on water plants. He threw it aside and it hit the floor loudly, making Lee stop mid-snore and roll over, and Fred grumble something about chocolate curls, which made George think he was dreaming about Angelina. The more Fred denied the fact that he liked her; the more George thought it was possible.

At first, the joke of Fred liking Angelina was just that: a joke. Something to annoy Fred when he was in one of those moods where he was boasting too much, or if he was already pissed and you just wanted to see how much it would take before he would get up and threaten to punch you, and then start cursing and having basically, a temper tantrum. It was very Fred-like to have a temper tantrum, and very Fred-like to get angry easily, so that would be all it took. All you had to do was imply that he liked Angelina, and he'd stomp around like a blind troll.

Then, things were different. You would imply it, and he'd do the same thing, except this time, he would stop afterwards and get this blank look, like he was thinking. Or sometimes he would just laugh it off. Fred and Angelina argued about things, and they were huge arguments… not like the small one's he and Alicia had, but Fred always managed to sneak out of having to apologize. If there was one thing he hated to do, it was to apologize.

So Fred could have feelings for Angelina. Big whoop, George was back where he started with his feelings on Alicia. He closed his eyes and thought long and hard. He didn't even know his own feelings.

Maybe I should try and imagine if Alicia went out with someone…

George closed his eyes tighter and tried to imagine Alicia with someone else… like Flint. Oh, he would have another reason to beat the crap out of Flint.

She better not go out with Flint… or anyone else for that matter. She can't handle it… I'd have to look out for her.

George opened his eyes quickly. The reason he didn't want her to go out with anyone else was because- well, because- he wanted to be with her. He felt his heart pump faster at the realization of this. What was wrong with him? He wasn't supposed to start liking girls until… well, until he wanted to. But he wanted to like Alicia… he wanted to be with her.

George sighed. The realization of this all sank way too deep for him to handle. How would he face her? Like always, most likely. But there would be something different about it now… something he couldn't explain. Or maybe, nothing would change. Maybe he would have to deal with that fact that he liked her all along.

George fell asleep that night, with a whole novel of questions running through his mind. He hadn't known just then, what love meant. He wouldn't know for a while. As he slept, all he knew was one thing: he would see Alicia tomorrow. It was what worried him, yet, it was what kept him going at the same time.

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Short chapter? I know, but I didn't think there was much more I could say to that. I could have went on for a couple more paragraphs about things like, 'he closed his eyes. He turned once in his sleep. There was a bug crawling around on the floor looking for traces of bacon by Lee's bed.' But I don't think you would care much for unnecessary babble. So, this chapter was mainly introducing how George feels about Alicia, now and throughout Hogwarts most of the time. So it was pretty big. Remember though, George/Alicia fans, they don't become best friends until year three. But that's something to look forward to. Oh yeah, and Katie comes in year two. I'm just going to get on with the story and year one will be a bit shorter, and they will sort of get bigger and bigger as the years go by, like Rowling's books. It's always good to learn from the people who are more experienced (waves to Rowling) so you know… but I guess it was hard for her to write about eleven-year-olds too. Well anyways, no more of this stuff you don't want to read. Just um, review for another chapter!

Kit