1A/N: So sorry it took me so long. Please accept my apologies. If not... WOULD A COOKIE CHANGE UR MIND? You know, why always cookies? How about a life size Fred action figure! ACTION FIGURE not doll! He talks, he walks, and he's got maroon socks his mum sent him for Christmas! He comes complete with his very own skiving snackbox. Guaranteed to make you either vomit, have a bloody nose, the chicken pox or obtain magic powers! Very unlikely though. Fred will woo you with his charm, make you test his prototypes, and invent new things right before you very eyes. You can turn off the other two, so he'll just woo you ONLY if you continue to review Skittlehog's fanfictions! Anyway School started and I've had a lot of homework. But yeah! I'm in Journalism! So thank you all for reviewing! I'm...so...HAPPY! Enjoy my much anticipated fanfic! ((WEEPS)) I LOVE YOU ALL!

Fred awoke early. Angelina was laying peacefully at his side, hands still glued together. The smell of sanitation and hospital food surrounded them. Fred had just realized last night that his feelings for Angelina were definitely more than just a friend. Now he had to find out if his lady-love pined for him as well. Now was not the time to fool around making skiving snackboxes, or extendable ears, he had to be sweet, he had to be charming...he had to look good!

Fred looked around and immediately spotted McGonnagal's spell book which she had left for them. Somewhere within those pages there was a spell to tidy up his Weasley appearance. No more stained cuffs or gooey pieces of their latest inventions sticking to his clothes. And his hair, no longer could it be a mess. He searched for his wand and found it on the bedside table. He could have just grabbed his wand, summoned the book and did the spells, but the wand was on the beside table next to Angelina.

Fred surveyed his options. He could create a pulley system with the sheets and grab his wand. He could call Madame Pomfrey and ask her to get his wand, or he could craw over Angelina as quietly as he could without waking her. Obviously he chose the last option. He slowly got up and put on leg over Angelina and reached for his wand so it looked as if he was straddling her. He looked into her eyes or actually her eye lids. Her hair smelled like the strawberry shampoo they had used the day earlier, he then found himself leaning in...

"Fred! What are you doing?" Cried Angelina.

"I'm um... situating myself..."

"For what?"

"For grabbing my wand."

"Then why didn't you just grab it?"

He paused, looking down into her brown eyes. "I well, I sort of lost my balance and I... um... well, fell into you."

"Fell into me?"

"Um, yes, yes that is what happened."

For a moment they just starred at each other. Fred trying to look as convincing and as charming as possible. Hey! He wanted this to be one of those dramatic scenes where the guy leaned in and kissed the girl. Of course he had no courage whatsoever. And Angelina was starring blankly thinking about her "Imaginary" shoulder angel.

"So, er, are you going to grab your wand or staddle me like a horse all day?"

"What is going on in here?" Asked Professor McGonnagal as she walked in on the two.

"I was trying to grab my wand and I lost my balance. That is why it looks as if I'm going to kiss Miss Johnson, Professor."

'Kiss? KISS!' Thought Angelina. 'Oh my merlin oh my oh my... NO! I do not like Fred Weasley!'

"Well you two should hurry and get ready. The Hogmeade visit begins in 40 minutes."

Fred and Angelina got ready, and after Fred took much longer than if Hermione had to straighten her hair the muggle way, Angelina said his hair looked better messy and Fred immediately threw his brush back on the bed and rushed out.

Alicia, George, Katie and Lee were all waiting in the Entrance Hall when Fred and Angelina finally arrived. Alicia and George were hand-in-hand and Katie was gazing at Lee who was skimming through a magazine with all the latest Quidditch brooms.

"So..." Began George, "Hands separated yet?"

"Does it really look that way?" Asked Fred sarcastically.

"Well I thought you two might just be holding hands just for the heck of it."

"And why would we do that?" Asked Angelina.

"I don't know, you two are getting along pretty well. I mean, Angie, you haven't tried to chew your own hand off."

"Haha very funny dearest brother." Said Fred, trying not to blush more than he already was.

"Hey Fred! Feel funny? You're all red." Laughed Lee.

"Guys leave him alone." Whispered Alicia.

"Okay we'll lay off the love birds."

"It's your fault that Angie and I are stuck together in the first place."

"Yeah, but Lee and I figured you'd be unstuck by now."

"Yeah, and with all those raging hormones." Mumbled Lee to George. George held back a laugh.

The six of them walked to Hogsmeade without so much as a two words until they arrived at the Three Broomsticks. Fred and Angelina went to buy the drinks and the others broke the silence.

"Why don't they just tell each other? It's so obvious that they fancy each other. One of them has to break the ice, then the other will cave in."

"Angelina is too stubborn. She won't admit anything unless Fred does first."

"Do they think they know each other likes them?"

"They might have a clue. And knowing Fred he may have made it obvious. He probably said something stupid and it came out wrong."

"Can't we just tell them what they have to do?"

"No, the stubborn couple will have to figure it out themselves. Plus this is punishment for not telling each other for so long. And even if that was our last resort, there's a right time for everything."

They looked over at Fred and Angelina who were obviously having trouble at the counter.

"What do you mean you don't have any gold?"

"It's in my other robe."

"Typical boy!"

"I'll pay you back."

"You owe my exactly two galleons, twenty-three sickles and four knuts. Since first year!"

"I'm going to pay you back as soon as soon as Weasley Wizard Wheezes skyrockets."

"Which will be never!"

"See!" Said Katie. "They love each other."

Fred and Angelina finally appeared at the table, handing out the drinks.

"So, Quidditch starts in what? Two weeks... you two better hurry and get unstuck."

"Can we talk about something else?" Said Angelina, irritably.

"Touchy, touchy..." Said George taking a swig of his drink.

"Could we have some privacy?" Asked Alicia to the boys.

George and Lee went to another booth and Alicia pointed her wand at Fred and shot stupify spell at him.

"So..." Began Alicia, making sure Fred was indeed stupefied. "Now that the boys are gone, we haven't had a chance to gossip. What's been going on?"

"Nothing much." Said Angelina, trying to look serious.

"C'mon! Out with it! Fred is blushing like crazy what happened?"

"He kissed me on the cheek last night."

Alicia and Katie both squealed, causing George and Lee to look over.

"Oh Ang! Fred fancies you! How many times do I have to tell you?"

"Oh please, he's Fred. He uses his weird Weasley charm. I don't know why he kissed me."

"Recap!" Urged Katie.

"We were talking I said I liked Ukrainians..."

Alicia and Katie gave her puzzling looks.

"I almost blurted out that I like... which I don't!"

Alicia gave her a look.

"He thought I like George and he told me he asked you out and was confused and I said I liked you... Ukrainians! Merlin!" Angelina hit her fist hard on the table.

"You are so stubborn."

"Angie likes Fred!" Said Katie singing.

"I don't like him!" Screamed Angelina.

The whole crowd of the Three Broomsticks was now looking in her direction, whispering amongst themselves. The Slytherins were having a good smirk and a few other Hogwarts students were whispering, 'Angelina Johnson likes Fred Weasley it is so obvious!'

Angelina quickly shot "Ennervate" at Fred, and dragged him out of the Three Broomsticks. The look on her face was pure determination so Fred didn't dare ask what had happened. Once at Hogwarts Angelina dragged Fred up to the seventh floor, into the Fat Lady's Corridor, spat out the password to the Fat Lady, continued to drag Fred into the Common Room and sat down on the couch glaring at the fire.

"So I take it something went wrong in Hogsmeade." Said Fred.

When Angelina didn't say anything he figured he ought to leave her alone. He sat at her side imitating her fire-glaring. After a while, Angelina finally said something.

"They just don't understand." She said, the look of disgust still on her face.

Fred sat listening.

"They don't understand how hard it is for me. They think it's no big deal and that I should just go through with it!"

"Er... go through with what?" Asked Fred quietly.

"Just, something they think I've been holding back since first year."

"Care to share?"

"Yeah, but it's not the right time."

"Okay."

Angelina looked back at the fire.

"If you... had a feeling... and every time you said something about it and people made a huge deal out of it, how would you feel?"

"I wouldn't like it." Said Fred. "If you're talking about Alicia and Katie, George and Lee do the same thing to me, about a feeling I have."

They both starred at the fire, not looking at each other, even though, deep inside they both knew they wanted to do more. Fred's stomach sank and Angelina played with a loose string on her robes.

Maybe this... this moment... this second... was the right time...

A/N: Oh my! What is this? Is this a cliffhanger? Oh no! No! This cannot be happening. But sorry yes it is muahahahahaa... (Evil laugh). I wonder what will happen next... id is the "right time" or is it not? I wonder... well I'm off to type... please review and who knows the more reviews... the faster I may type. "The fanfiction is alive... with the sound of typing..." Sorry random moment. See you all soon!