AN- Hey all! Yeah, I know, It's been a while. I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in so long, but this chapter was really hard for me to write. I had to go back and read the fifth harry Potter book again so that I knew exactly what was supposed to happen when.

On top of that, I've had exams at school, so I've been busy trying to pass those. That, and getting my family's boat ready to go in the water have slowed down the writing process a lot.

I'm still not sure if I like this chapter. It's not very romantic, and the Angelina-Fred interaction is at a minimum. You all know what this chapter is leading up to, and I originally was not going to end this chapter where I did. The reason that I didn't include the leaving scene in this chapter should become apparent in the next chapter. Plus, I thought that the ending of this chapter was where it should be. Anything more would have wreaked it.

A big thanks to all of my reviewers. Your comments were much appreciated. If any of you were reading The Gryffindor Lion, I deleted it. The explanation is in my profile.

I can't wait for HBP to come out, but sadly, taht also means that this story will most likely become AU. or at least the ending will. I havent decided how the ending will go, and maybe HBP will decide it for me.

So, to sum up this huge author's note, I'll jus thank you once again for reading this, and shamelessly beg you to review. I know that people are reading this who aren't reviewing.

Thanks once again for sticking with me. I'll try to update before I go on vacation, but I dunno if I'll be able to. I might be putting up a chapter for a new story that I've been thinking about.

Tidal Waves

Are you afraid of leaving tonight, 'cause I am, I'm lost without you

Fred was enjoying a dream about flying over the Forbidden Forest with Angelina in front of him on his broom. They were flying toward Hogwarts, and the sun was rising behind the school, creating a beautiful silhouette. They were nearing the front doors, when Fred felt something poking his right shoulder. He tried to brush it off, but the poking wouldn't stop. He opened his eyes and noticed two things. One, Angelina was snuggled up against his left side, and two, his twin brother was poking him in the shoulder with a wide grin on his face.

"Snnnnnnng," was Fred's eloquent comment. He felt Angelina stir at his side. She sat up beside him and glared at George.

"What do you want?" she asked him.

George grinned even wider. "Well, Miss Johnson, I wanted to wish the two of you a good morning, and tell my dear brother that it is time to prepare for Phase One."

"Phase One? Oh yeah," said Fred. "Go down to breakfast, prat. I'll meet you down there."

"Right. I'll see you there." George took a look at the couple, and added, "Don't take too long now, we do have a lot of stuff to do." With a wink, George removed his face from between the bed hangings and left the dorm room.

"What's Phase One," asked a curious Angelina. "Sounds dangerous."

"Hmm, I dunno if I should tell you," Fred teased. "Can you keep a secret?"

"'Course I can," she said. "I'm not Katie."

Fred laughed at that. "All right then, you've twisted my leg. Phase one is the Happy First Day present to our dear new Headmistress. We've– that's George and I– planned a little surprise for her that involves a rather large box of our newest invention."

"Oooohh!" she said. "What is it?"

"That, my love, I won't tell you. It will ruin the surprise. Now, I think that we should probably get up and get dressed, because I'd bet your dear friends are looking for you, and George wants to go over some final plans with me."

The two got out of bed, and after a parting kiss, Angelina went back to her own dorm room.

xoxox

Lunch time fast approached, and Fred and George could be found hiding behind a door that was concealed by a tapestry just off the Entrance Hall. They were counting the seconds until their box of magical fireworks would go off.

BOOM!

They waited for a few moments, and then they heard Umbridge yelling for Filch's help. She seemed to think that he would be able to cast spells on the fireworks. As they listened, they tried to guess what she was doing to the fireworks. They were enchanted to do different things when different spells were put on them, and they hoped that she would try Vanishing them, because they would multiply by ten when she did.

Soon Harry ducked into their hiding place and congratulated them on the stunning display. After he left, the twin's had a few more visitors. Lee, Katie, Alicia, and Angelina all found then and laughed with them as the new Headmistress tried to gain control over the rouge fireworks.

When it time for classes to begin again, the twins kept breaking into fits of laughter as teacher after teacher called the Headmistress in to vanquish the fireworks. At the end of the day, there were still fireworks roaming the castle and the grounds.

Later in the Gryffindor common room, the twins started selling off their Wildfire Whiz-
bangs to the crowd of students. They received compliments from all ages. Even Hermione fought her way through the crowd to tell them that "they were wonderful fireworks."

Much later, the six friends were sitting in their usual places in the common room, talking about the day, and just enjoying being together.

"You know," said Alicia, "this is our last year here, all together."

The group nodded in agreement and Katie expressed her annoyance in that she still had another year left until she would graduate. Lee looked at her in sympathy, and they both got up and went up to the boy's dormitory.

"Well, I know I'm staying out here tonight," said George jokingly.

"Don't be silly," said Fred. "You would think that they would use a silencing charm after last time . . ." The group laughed.

Alicia and Angelina gave simultaneous yawns. Giggling, they both stood up and bid their respective boyfriends good night and trouped up the stairs. The wins went off to their brother's dorm room in the hopes of procuring a silent place to sleep.

xoxox

During Easter holidays, Fred and George halted their havoc-wreaking. They had decided that there was no point in disrupting people's leisure time, and they didn't want to mess with people's study time. With OWLs and NEWTs drawing ever nearer, more and more fifth- and seventh-year students were spending every available hour in the library, pouring over textbooks and notes.

The twins had planned to start their mayhem causing again on Tuesday, to help Harry in talking to his godfather. Tuesday was also the day that they were planning on leaving Hogwarts, forever.

Monday night, Fred and Angelina sneaked out of Hogwarts to go on a date in Hogsmeade. After sneaking out of Honeydukes, They walked hand in hand along High Street, stopping to look at the various window displays of the shops. They turned down a side street and went into a little bistro called The Howling Moon. They were seated at a little table for two in the back of the restaurant and they ordered their food. Halfway through their meal, Fred sprung his news.

"Angie," he started, unsure of what to say.

She looked up at him, and the soft candlelight reflected on his mocha skin and ebony hair. Fred thought that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

"What is it, Fred?" she asked gently when he didn't continue.

"I- I have something I need to say. You will probably be mad at me, but I have to do it. I don't know how to say this–"

She looked at him sharply. "You're leaving soon, aren't you?"

"Well, yes actually. Tomorrow." Tears started to fill Angelina's eyes and threatened to spill over.

"Please don't cry Angie, I'm not leaving forever."

"I know that, but- but I don't want you to. I- I'm afraid to be apart from you. You're going to go and find someone prettier, and smarter, and someone who is a better quidditch player and you'll fall in love with her and forget about me!" she cried.

Fred reached for her hand. "Hey there, Angie. I wouldn't do that. I love you, okay, you. And anyway, there is no one more beautiful, or smarter than you, or better at quidditch than you, except maybe me, but . . ."

Angelina laughed a little. "But really Fred, I'm afraid of you leaving. Aren't you?"

"Yeah, I am afraid, but I know that when I do get to see you again, everything will be all right, and we'll never be apart again. Anyway, it's just two months. It'll go by in no time. You won't even miss me, what with NEWTs and quidditch and all."

"That's you, Fred, always making the best of things." She smiled. "Eat your dinner before it gets cold," she scolded jokingly.

xoxox

When Fred and Angelina got back to the castle, they quickly made their way back to the common room. They scrambled through the portrait hole, and found the common room deserted. Looking at his watch, Fred saw that it was almost midnight. He was about to say goodnight to Angelina, when she spoke first.

"Fred," she said, "do you think it would be all right if I stayed with you tonight?"

"Of course it would," he said, and kissed her chastely on the forehead, before taking her hand and leading her up the stairs to his dorm room.

Upon reaching the door to his room, Fred tried to open it and found it magically locked. Knowing that the room was probably being occupied by his brother and Alicia, he turned around and they went downstairs again.

"Okay, so no sleeping in my room tonight," he said. "Do you want to just go up to your dorm and I'll sleep with Ron, or do you want to find somewhere else?"

Angelina regarded him with her brown eyes. "Let's go to the Room of Requirement. I'm sure we could get a bed in there."

Fred could have hit himself for not thinking of that. They trouped back out the portrait hole, ignoring the Fat Lady's questions as to what they were doing out so late. Upon reaching the stretch of wall opposite the painting of Barnaby the Barmy, they walked back and forth three times, thinking of what they wanted for the room.

Angelina pulled open the door that appeared. The room that they walked into was red with a while bed in the middle, and a roaring fire in a hearth opposite the bed. There were pajamas on a chair beside the bed, because they had been unable to get theirs from their rooms. Angelina went over to sit on the edge of the bed facing the fire and Fred sat down beside her. After a moment of silence, Fred felt Angelina stirring beside him, he looked down at her, and she pulled him into a kiss.

The kiss became heated, as soon Fred had to pull away. "If we do too much more of that," he said when he could breathe properly again, "I don't think I will be able to stop."

Angelina looked up at him with her brown eyes. "What makes you think that I want you to stop?"

Fred looked at her without understanding, but then everything dropped into place. "What!"

"You heard me. I don't want you to stop, Fred. I love you, and- and I'm ready."

"If you are sure," he said, his voice cracking, much to his chagrin.

"I'm sure. Now shut up and kiss me."