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speedo333: Thank you! I'll be sure to add more pranks into the story. And sorry about all the (-)'s, EXTREMELY bad habit of mine, I'll work on it though! n.n;

Chapter 2!

Amy and George didn't say much on their walk to the Gryffindor common room, both of them had just walked into the room with the many switching stairs, that's when Amy spoke.

"Where is the stairwell…?" She began, as she leaned over the railing to see if she could see it.

George raised an eyebrow, "Did it move?" Amy shook her head, she then began to lean a bit more, maybe it was coming soon.

George was about to say something when his eyes fell upon Amy's perfectly shaped ass, he raised an eyebrow and shook his head- What on EARTH am I doing? He thought, but his eyes could not leave the sight they were beholding.

That's when the lustful thoughts began to pour in,

George couldn't take it, he grabbed Amy by the waist, and pulled her close to his chest. She was shocked, George could feel her body go stiff. He then began to rub her hips, he was delighted when he felt her loosen up. He then spun her around, her face was flustered, she looked down. George placed one hand on the small of her waist, while his other hand gently grabbed her jaw, he then brought her face closer to him, then began to kiss her lips, at first very quickly, but with each peck, he made it more passionate. He felt her lips form a grin as she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him back with just as much passion. George grinned as well, as her tongue asked for permission to enter his mouth. He agreed by opening his mouth. They kissed for the longest time, until George began to grow bored. Still keeping his lip lock with Amy, he began to explore her skirt with both his hands. Amy gave a moan of pleasure, and tightened her grip on him.

"George," She whispered, her face was still flustered as she said, "I love you, I love you SO much!"

"…George?" Amy said as she waved her hand in front of him, "HELLO? EARTH TO GEORGE!" she said a bit louder. George blinked, there stood Amy, and there stood the stairwell.

George gave a sigh, he must have been imagining his little, 'Make-out session' with Amy.

"Oh… Sorry!" George stuttered, as he grinned, "I'm just tired, that's all. Well come one now- let's go!" He added, as he began to climb the stairwell, Amy rolled her eyes and followed him.

Once they were on the top floor, Amy couldn't stand the silence. "So," She began, holding her new textbook close to her chest, "What is it like?"

George looked at her, "What is what like?"

"Teaching your own class, what is it like?" Amy asked again.

George laughed, "It's great! It is even better teaching something you love to do!"

Amy chuckled, "I know my Magic Mr. Weasley-"

"George." George corrected, as he pointed a finger at her.

"…George." Amy said, with a hint of blush on her face, "But what gets me is, how did you make yourself look like Crabbe, without using a polyjuice potion?"

"Ah, THAT was very hard to do." George said as he scratched his head, "You will learn it soon enough."

Amy pouted, "But that could REALLY come in handy!" she said, thinking back to her little, 'Malfoy' problem.

George chuckled, "Have a knack for mischief then?"

Amy laughed with him, "Yeah- thanks to your sister."

George gave Amy a questionable look, "My Sister? You mean Ginny? GINNY gets in trouble?"

Amy gave an, 'oh!' and covered her mouth, "I have said FAR to much already Mr. We- George."

George chuckled, "Alright then, how about this, I can teach you some more pranks- the REALLY good ones."

Amy raised an eyebrow, "The REAL good ones?"

George nodded, "The REAL good ones, the ones Fred and I won't teach until towards the end of the year."

Amy smiled, "That would be most favorable… George." She stopped at the portrait of the fat lady, and said the password, which was PurpleToad, then turned to George and asked, "When will you be able to teach me?"

George thought a moment, "How about, every night, right here in the common room." He said as he walked in, Amy followed him.

"What time?" She asked, as she set her textbook down on a nearby table.

"Hmmm, It is 8:00 now, everyone goes to bed at around-"

"9:00." Amy finished, George looked at her as if she were lying, Amy gave a nervous chuckle, "It just, sort of happens."

"No- that's good!" George said happily, as he watched Amy sit down on a couch. He sat down next to her, then continued, "We good meet down here at around 9:30- is that okay?"

Amy nodded, "That sounds perfect!"

Both of them fell silent as the portrait opened once more, and in walked Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Fred.

Ginny smiled, and said hello to George and Amy, then took a seat in-between them. Soon everyone found a seat, then they all began to chat incessantly.

It went on like this until 9:00pm, Hermione stood up, and bid goodnight to everyone, saying that she must be off, for she had to be well rested for a test the next day. Soon, one by one, everyone left, until only Fred and George remained.

"So George," Fred began, "How did you think class went today?"

George laughed, "It could not have gone better Fred, what do you think?"

"Here, here George!" Fred laughed, as he waved a hand in the air.

The twins continued to talk about random things, until one of those random things just so happened to be about Amy.

"So, what do you think about Ginny's best friend, Amy?" Fred asked, as he shifted in his seat.

"…Amy?" George repeated, his thoughts going back to his little day dream a while back. "She's cool." He said trying not to let his voice crack.

"Cool?" Fred repeated, and began to laugh, "George, you just said, Cool! You haven't said that word in AGES!" Both the twins laughed.

"So what do you think of Amy?" George asked, as he to shifted in his seat.

Fred chuckled, "Well George, if you must now, I think of her to be rather cute if I do say so myself."

"Oh." George said, then quickly changed the subject. Soon Fred said goodnight to his brother, and began to make his way to his own special room. Leaving George to wait for Amy, he suddenly felt nervous—but why?

(A/N OOoh! What will happen? Please read and Review!)