Twice Over

First off, I am SO SORRY for the lack of update, or the lack of well… me. See, my computer thought it would be just so freaking hilarious, if it got a virus. Well, the joke wasn't too funny and he got sent to the shop… for like a month. Oh yes, what a sad month it was. Well he's back now, and better, and thank goodness not too much of the information was erased.

All right, this chapter is dedicated to Angelina and Fred, and it's for all those Fred/Angelina fans out there… I know there are quite a few of you. This story is also about their relationship too, so enjoy. Oh yeah, and for Katie/Lee fans, sorry, but sticking true to the book, Katie doesn't come until next year, but I have some awesome stuff planned out for her.

1 noya- thanks for reviewing to Bitter Sweet, to tell you the truth, no. I hadn't planned to story out before I wrote it; I usually do but that one was just putting in whatever came to mind. Thanks for the tip, I'll work on the commas.

LittleWriterGirl- I'm glad you liked 'the same eyes' it was a valentine special. As you can see I am very late on replying to this. Reasons are shown above. Thank you so much, I always enjoy hearing from you. Thanks as well for the review to last chapter, and yes, I have been spreading the word! YAY! Here will be another reminder for those I haven't talked to about it: GEORGE/ALICIA STORY BY "LittleWriterGirl"!

Jagged Epiphany- thanks so much for reviewing! I also enjoyed how Snape couldn't believe the twins could be good at something. Everyone has 'their thing' he was just upset that it had to be his class. Hahaha. Well, it looks like I did the opposite of getting this chapter out fast. LOL. Well, we all just have to roll with the punches.

Schnebz- wow, thanks so much for the compliment, I really appreciate your enthusiasm. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and im sorry for the delay!

Sunnysweetie- I've got to remember to add that person in… hopefully it will be soon. Well I can get BUSY with stuff, so hopefully you wont mind waiting. It has to be in the right time to not really clash with the whole plan of the story as well, but I'll get to it soon. Anyways, thank you so much for the review!

Tweeny-weeny- yeah, Angelina is mature for her age. She wants to grow up so fast. LOL as for the Magical Creatures thing, I noticed that only after I wrote it, and have to apologize if that one part is slightly AU. There's just always too much to remember! Anywho, thanks so much for the review!

Angel de la Luna- thanks for the review, I don't know if I'm the one who has our e-mail, but if I am, I'm sorry it's a bit late. Wow, can you say busy? Anyways, thanks so much! Oh yeah, and a little reminder to translate!

Lauren- thanks for the review; I thought you deserved a chapter dedication. Thanks for all the compliments, I am sure I could never have improved without the help of everyone who reads, comments, and gets me to continue what I am doing! Thanks!

Disclaimer-me no own, you no sue… I don't own Harry Potter, but I have the books, a couple posters, some cards, a calendar, pictures, drawings, etc…

By the way, much thanks to Jagged Epiphany for telling me about a fact site thing. This chapter can be dedicated to her! It's also dedicated to her because she's been so supportive and such an excellent help, because she says it like it is: tells me what's wrong and how to fix it (of course all in a nice manner) and I work at it and suddenly… WHAM! I'm just a little bit better! So thank you!

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Chapter 12-A Hard Hit

Angelina and Fred made their way out of class together and began walking down to the entrance of the dungeons, where Lee, George, and Alicia were taking their class. They turned the corner and lazily made their way towards one of the staircases.

"So, what are you planning to do tonight?" Angelina asked.

Fred shrugged. "I guess I'll just sit around with Lee and George." He answered.

Angelina opened her mouth to say something, but was quickly interrupted.

"That wasn't funny George! Now I have a detention with Snape!" Alicia pushed past him and ran up to Angelina. "Do you know what he did?"

"Your hair is changing back." Angelina noted.

"Yeah," Alicia waved it off, "but he got me stuck with him and Lee in a stupid detention with Snape!"

"We heard." Angelina said.

Alicia turned to Fred to complain some more, when she saw he was staring at his brother with utter disbelief.

"You didn't get me one, either?" Fred asked.

George laughed. "Nope, sorry bro but you were off with Angelina." He winked.

Angelina rolled her eyes. "Ugh, boys." She sighed. "I'll see you around guys. Coming, Alicia?"

Alicia nodded and the two of them left down the hall.

Alicia angrily stomped her heels on the floor like a small child taking a temper tantrum.

"All right, what's going on?" Angelina asked.

Alicia didn't listen and began grumbling to herself, "Stupid George and his stupid tricks and all his stupid idea's. He's so-…"

"Stupid?" Angelina asked.

"No," Alicia said, "exceedingly and enormously obtuse!"

"Meaning, very stupid." Angelina said simply.

"YES!" Alicia practically screamed as they made their way up the girl's staircase. Alicia threw herself on her bed and shoved her face into her pillow.

"What are you doing? Your not crying over him, are you?" Angelina asked in slight worry. She knew George could be dim-witted, but not enough so that Alicia would cry.

"No, I'm not crying." Alicia muttered in her pillow. "I'm doing nothing of the sort."

Angelina watched as her friend took a huge breath and screamed into her pillow as loud as she could. She screamed so loud that Angelina thought the pillow did almost nothing.

"What are you doing then?" Angelina asked.

Alicia took her face out of the pillow. "Letting go of my tension and aggravation."

"By screaming at a pillow?" Angelina asked.

"No," Alicia said, rolling her eyes, "by screaming into a pillow. It's like screaming, except minus the noise."

Angelina nodded. "I'll remember that." She said thoughtfully.

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Angelina made her way from dinner to the Gryffindor Common Room with Alicia. As the fat-lady in the portrait swung open, Alicia swore.

"Crap!"

"What?" Angelina asked, looking around. "Where's the fire?"

Alicia sighed and turned around, facing a surprised Lee Jordan who had just arrived and was now staring into the eyes of a pissed Alicia.

"What is it? What did I DO?" He asked, frightened.

"We have detention." Alicia said, grabbing Lee's arm and dragging him down the hall with her.

"Yeah… bye." Angelina said softly, watching her friend stomp away to her dreaded detention with Snape.

"You going in, dear?" The fat-lady asked as she cleared her throat to sing. "Or may I continue?"

"Oh… Yeah, I'm going in." Angelina said with a sweet smile.

The fat lady returned the smile and allowed her to pass. She walked through and straightened her robes slightly, looking up at the girl's staircase. There was nothing else to do but spend the night in her room, possibly reading or doing homework… what a sad way to pass the time. She could always go see some of the Ravenclaw's or Hufflepuff's that she knew, or maybe even some of the older Gryffindor's… no sense in going to see what Wood was up to though, he was most likely explaining the tactics for a new Quidditch season. The first couple games had passed and he was hyped up with the energy of the game.

Finally deciding that she wouldn't annoy them with her presence, she made her way up to her room. Sitting on the edge of her four-poster, she gazed drearily into the redwood mirror in front of her.

She watched herself in the mirror as her hand reached up and grazed her coca skin. Her brown eyes blinked and she grabbed a brush, pulling it through her hair. She sighed and stood up, grabbing her pyjamas from beneath her pillow.

She pulled her top off and threw it to the ground, and then put on a red tank top. To match, she took her pair of baggy red pyjama pants and slipped them on as well. She was comfortable; comfortable, yet bored.

Looking around the room, she grabbed a couple books and looked through them. She skipped the books about the classes she was taking: herbology, defence against the dark arts, history of magic and care of magic creatures, and then looked at the assortment of books that were merely about odd things.

Quidditch: a beginner's guide to the rules of the game. Nah, she read that millions of times. Throwing it behind her, she picked up another one: Vibes and Vampires, by Ivonna Beealieve. She rolled her eyes and tossed it behind her as well. Picking up another book, she read the title: Muggle television-series one-what are cartoons? She sighed and chucked it behind her, becoming more impatient and short-tempered.

The next book she picked up was very heavy and thick. Helga the Horrible and more famous witches and wizards. A boring and heavy History of Magic book. Great. She was having no progress at all. She heaved it up and heavily chucked it behind her, hearing at hit what seemed to be the wall and fall with a crash to the floor, along with something else.

Angelina winced at the loud noise of the two crashing objects, and didn't want to turn around in case she had knocked something of Alicia's to the ground and broke it. There was no telling unless she turned-…

"FRED!"

Not only was it a ginger haired Fred Weasley, it was a ginger haired, knocked out Fred Weasley. He had a large red mark across his forehead where the book seemed to have hit, and it looked as though he blacked out so quickly he didn't have any time to make a reaction. No swearing or anything! The whole sight of an immobile Fred on her floor was quite surprising, and all Angelina could do for a short while was stare while he lay slack on the floor. Then, snapping out of her trance, she fell to her knees beside him and started muttering under her breath in worried tones.

"Oh no… I'm dead… I knocked out Fred with a History of Magic textbook… damn, I wish it was on purpose… no, that's not true… oh Merlin, what am I going to do?" She whispered, putting a hand over her mouth and running her free hand through her curly mess of black hair.

Fred groaned and shifted slightly, and Angelina was slightly relaxed at the sight of this.

"Thank god, he isn't dead." She whispered. She put her hands on his arm and shook him slowly. "Fred?"

No answer.

"Fred?" She called, shaking him a bit more roughly. "Come on, Fred!" She said, grabbing his shoulders and shaking him with force.

She could admit it, she hated Fred a lot of the time, especially when they were arguing, but she also liked him when he wasn't being an absolute pain-in-the-arse. Seeing him unconscious on her floor was more than unsettling, it was downright frightening.

"FRED WEASLEY!" Angelina screamed as she pulled him up by his shoulders in a sudden jerk.

Along with that one movement, Fred's eyes shot open and he jerked forward even more, his chin smashing into hers and then his lips colliding into hers, bringing them both to a tumbling heap on the floor.

Fred was extremely shocked at what had just happened and was happening, and he didn't lie to himself- he liked the outcome.

Angelina however, was more than shocked, surprised, and slightly enraged, and she pushed him back and hit him with the nearest thing she could grasp. Angelina heard a loud and hollow clunk, and yet again, Fred fell backwards unconscious. Angelina stared in horror at what she had just done, and she looked down to see that she was holding a hollow, yet very hard, metal candlestick.

Great, she was destined to be the murderer of Fred Weasley at the age of eleven. She would have to drop out of Hogwarts after hiding his body in a closet down by Filch's office, and go into hiding for the rest of her life, escaping the clutches of Azkaban. She couldn't seem to escape destiny.

Feeling more than guilty, she leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "Fred? Fred, wake up…"

He made no movement or indication that he had heard her at all.

Afraid to touch him again, or go near him at all, she walked slowly backwards while keeping a steady eye on him. She was dangerous to his health. Crawling onto her four-poster, she grabbed onto one of the poles that came up from around the sides, using it to lean in closer to him.

He moved a bit and let out a deep groan as he put a hand up to his head. He opened his eyes and instantly knew that there were too many duplicates of the same bed in front of him. He looked up and saw Angelina leaning over the bed with her mouth hanging open in shock, and it instantly surprised him.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The two of them screamed at each other for quite some time, until Angelina lost her balance and came tumbling down on top of Fred as his air was pushed out from his lungs. He gasped for air as Angelina tried to scramble off of him, her elbow digging into his side painfully.

Finally managing to roll off of the confused, injured, dizzy and quite frankly scared, redhead, Angelina sat on her knees and stared at him. "Are you all right?" She asked.

Fred sat up and held his head. "Well, I came in to say hello, and I did… 'Hello!' So now, I'm leaving." He said, standing up and walking towards the door.

Angelina watched him as he stood up and took a step toward the door, and then he began walking quickly sideways and tumbled over like a drunken man. He regained his balance and went diagonally, trying to reach the door. He fell on the ground but slowly got up, standing there for a couple seconds with his arms out to brace a fall he knew was coming, and then he lunged for the doorway, grabbing onto the side of the door and trying to straighten himself. As a reaction to the instant jerk that Fred had made on the door, it swung back and hit him straight in the face.

Angelina's eyes widened at a string of curse words that came from his mouth, and she bit her lip to keep herself from laughing. Knowing Fred, he wouldn't want to admit that he was disoriented or in need to a bit of help or direction.

Fred tried to walk forward but the throbbing in his head made him stumble backwards, hit the wall, and slide down until he was sitting on the ground, gazing around dazed for a bit. He put his head in his hands and rubbed his temples.

Angelina let out a giggle as she watched Fred angrily rub his head and curse.

"Think this is funny, do you?" Fred asked angrily, lifting his head and giving her a slightly evil look.

Angelina, who was still sitting on the floor, nodded silently.

Fred shook his head in disbelief as he felt his sense of balance and orientation come back to him. "I came in here to say hey to you, and as soon as I come in here, you hit me with a fifty-pound text book and knock me out! But no, that's not all, as soon as you get me up, you whack me with a-…" Fred looked over at the metal body of a candlestick lying on the floor, slightly dented. "WITH A CANDLESTICK! Which of course, makes me unconscious again! And then, when I decide to leave before I get too banged up, the door whacks me in the face and makes me fall over, and you- you laugh."

Angelina struggled to keep herself from biting her fists in attempt to keep a wave of laughter inside her. "Actually," she began, "I think it's quite hilarious."

Fred let his mouth drop open as she broke out into sidesplitting laughter and her coca skin turned a brilliant shade of red. After watching Angelina laugh for about a minute, he gave up and began laughing as well, and the two were soon enveloped in so much laughter that they each had tear streaks down their faces and were laying on the floor, thrashing about.

They were a sight: Fred with two large lumps on his head and a red mark across his forehead, along with his hair more tousled than it usually was, his clothes falling off his shoulders and tear streaks down his smiling face. Angelina was slightly better, her hair fairly messy and her clothes mixed up and hanging off her body. She as well had tears of laughter streaming down her face.

After they had calmed down and rubbed their eyes, they leaned against the side of Angelina's bed and sighed. Fred leaned his head back so that the mattress could act somewhat as a pillow, and Angelina hugged her knees, leaning her chin on top of them.

"So um… what just exactly happened here?" Angelina asked.

Fred shrugged. "You chucked and hit me with stuff." He answered. "I bet it was for good reason too. I know you hate me." He joked, winking.

"No, no!" Angelina said quickly. "The first time was an absolute accident, I had no idea you were standing behind me or I probably wouldn't have threw that History of Magic book behind me." She laughed.

"Probably, eh?" He said thoughtfully.

Angelina giggled. "Well if I ended up throwing it, it wouldn't have been that hard." She answered.

"And what about the second time? Are you saying you hit me with a candlestick on purpose? Saw me fall over cause of a book and thought, 'hey, I wonder if a candlestick will make him stay down longer?'" He laughed.

Angelina shifted uneasily, remembering what had happened then. How could she have completely forgotten? Fred had been shoved into her by accident and they had well- kissed.

"Angelina?" Fred repeated, watching her zone out for a moment.

Angelina looked up at Fred, wondering if he remembered, or maybe his brain still wasn't fully working then. Don't make me say it, she thought.

Fred returned the stare as she looked up at him. "You were really wondering if a candlestick would make me stay down longer?"

Angelina shook her head in reply. "No… I'm not that stupid. I knew it would already, that's why I chose it." She joked, trying to change the subject.

Fred laughed, but wasn't easily sidetracked. "Okay, so what was it then?"

Angelina sighed. "I don't know if you'll remember, but we sort of kissed… it was nothing…" She said quickly.

Fred sat there in shock for a moment, and then it looked as though he was trying to remember. He prevented a small smile from creeping onto his lips as he suddenly remembered the small kiss that they shared. Sure, it wasn't much, but it was something.

"Oh yeah… I sort of remember." He said.

Angelina laughed. "It was an odd accident to have happen. But hey, it's over now." She said.

Fred tried to laugh with her to show he agreed.

"Hey," Angelina said slowly.

"Yeah?" Fred asked.

Angelina gave him a wry smile. "Try to knock next time, okay?"

Fred laughed and got up from the floor. "Yeah," he answered, "I'll see you later though, George and Lee should be back any minute."

Angelina nodded. "I'm expecting Alicia."

Fred walked to the door in a straight line this time, and turned at the door to shoot her a Weasley in-famous grin.

"Night Angelina." He said.

Angelina smiled and whispered back, "Goodnight Fred."

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Hey guys, I'd like to say that this is all going according to plan, and I'm going to skip to Christmas and that soon. Um, what else? Oh yeah, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I've decided that once I've completed 'Twice Over' and the other years of the twins school experience up to 'Between Us', I think I'm going to go through 'Between Us' and fix things up, make it better, add and take away stuff (not the most important, but you know, it will be worth a re-read) and that's about all I have to say at the moment, so be a dear and REVIEW!

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