Disclaimer: Ok, this is FANfiction! You shouldn't even need to write one of these…right? Anyway…I don't own Harry Potter or any Harry Potter Characters…I'm just borrowing them.

Summary: "It's not a fun anymore. It's not a game. It hurts now." Oliver and Fred are both in love…with the same girl...and this girl –well… Angelina's more confused than ever…

Rating: PG-ish-ness

Note: The character's thoughts will appear in Italics. Sorry if it's confusing.

Okay, now before you read any farther, I'd just like to say that I am so sorry for taking so long to get this chapter up! It's been really hard for me to figure out where this fic is going.

Also, your reviews are like GOLD, so, I decided to give you guys a little something back. If you scroll down to the bottom you can read – drumroll Review Replies! I hope that you enjoy this chapter….there's another note at the bottom, but I truthfully have no clue what it says, and have no desire to scroll down and see. :oD.

Anyways, since I'm sure very little of you are actually reading this, get on with the story. I'm sure you're DYING to know what happens since that last chapter was such a cliffie!!

Enjoy.

Closest Thing to Heaven

© Angelface04

November 28, 2004

"This has got to stop. This whole mess, this whole running around in circles and doing the same ruddy things over and over again." He took a deep breath and looked her straight in the eye. "You can't keep ignoring this Angelina. It's not going away. It won't, and you're the only one who can fix it."

Her head was ducked and she tried to blink back her tears. He was right…she was messing with both of them in the worst possible way...and she needed to decide.

Decide? The word haunted her like an echo, and even though Oliver was right in front of her he swam almost out of vision.

"Ollie – I –"

"Yes or no Angie? That's it, right there, just answer."

"I can't!" She moaned, burying her head into her hands. "Don't you get it, it isn't that easy! Because either choice I make someone I really care about will get hurt."

He sighed, not really knowing what else to do or say that hadn't already been said a billion times before.

"I just need some time." She finally concluded.

"I don't have anymore time to give you Angelina." He whispered, pushing back his chair a little too roughly. "It's not fun anymore. It's not a game." He hissed, his eyes narrowing in a vain effort to hide the massive pain and hurt that he felt. "It hurts now."

She watched his retreating back with an immense feeling of regret and guilt.

I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to hurt anyone…

She barely noticed Katie's hand slip into hers and George's hand rubbing her back softly. She did, however, notice that a certain redhead was peering at her from the steps of the boy's dormitory, a troubled look playing across his features as he watched her bawling her eyes out in the common room.

First Trip to Hogsmeade, Halloween! The poster on the bulletin board proclaimed to passers-by. Must have permission slip to Professor McGonagall! Oliver glanced at it with little interest.

Where's the joy in going when you have no one to go with?

Nina was completely ignoring him. He couldn't really blame her either – he had been just using her, and she finally realized it. He was unsuccessfully tried to bury himself into Quidditch – the first match wasn't far off and Slytherin's team was looking better than it had in a long time….

And of course there was that one little matter of Angelina Johnson, but he didn't really like to think about her or look at her or talk to her…it was easier that way…everything was easier that way.

"You know what, I am not going to let her ruin my day!" Fred Weasley adamantly shoved the few knuts and sickles he had into his pants pocket, his eyes flashing. "I am going to have a brilliant time at Hogsmeade and I'm not going to think about her one minute." Lee Jordan was inserting "Yeahs" and "Uh-huhs" where they were needed, as Fred slipped his cloak on over his uniform and sighed, looking in the mirror. "I'm completely hopeless aren't I?"

"Completely." Lee and George answered in unison.

"Now whenever you're ready, we're waiting." George continued, folding his arms across his chest.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm ready."

In less than half-an-hour, they were in Zonko's Joke Shop. Fred was reading off inventory to George, who was pulling the needed items from the shelves.

"And we need four Pepper Imps – for –" George was grabbing them before he could finish and then double-checked the list over Fred's shoulder.

"Got it…got it…got it…did you say Sherbet Balls? Fred? Fred!" But Fred was focusing on something outside the window – it seemed to be Angelina Johnson, and she seemed to be linking arms with – was that –

"Cedric Diggory?!" George caught Fred's drift and looked out the window.

It was Angelina…and…that was Cedric Diggory…and they were linking arms….

"Fred, don't jump to conclusions, it's probably just –"

"What do you mean don't jump to conclusions!" Fred's careless attitude had been immediately shattered. "She just bloody jumps around from guy to guy doesn't she?!" Fred tossed down the parchment, running his hands through his hair angrily and exhaling.

"Fred, don't do anything stupid, okay." Lee's voice came snapping Fred out of his state. "They're not even doing anything – just talking." Fred eyed the tall, good looking brown-haired boy with furious envy. He looked so at ease talking to her, confidently smiling and dropping her arm, slithering his hand around her waist.

"I'll see you then?" He could practically hear him as he squeezed her side gently.

"Yeah – see you!" He could read her reply on her lips, smiling and looking the happiest that Fred had seen her in days. He winked at her, then waved good-bye as he slid into a sea of Hogwarts students headed into the Three Broomsticks.

"Just talking?" Fred growled in-between clenched teeth. "Did you see him put his arm around her like he – like he ruddy owned her or something?!" George sighed, rubbing his eyes.

"Hey Lee, could you grab me some Sherbet Balls? Yeah – the yellow ones – two please – thanks."

"He so wants you!" Katie was squealing, like only Katie could. "Isn't he adorable?!" Angelina couldn't help smiling a little bit.

"He is cute…" She glanced in the direction that Cedric had gone. "But we're just friends. His mum's my mum's best friend, that's all. We practically grew up together."

"Um-hmm…" Katie's eyebrows were raised and she giggled helplessly. "I wish my mum had a best friend with a son like that!"

"He sure did like touching you – that's for sure!" Alicia cut in, shifting her bag from one hand to the other.

"Whatever." Angelina giggled a little when Katie commented on his eyes. "They are beautiful…"

"Comon, let's go to Zonko's real fast, I want to pick George up something." Katie flushed suddenly as Alicia and Angelina threw her appraising glances. "What?!"

"Why would you get George something for no reason?" Alicia pondered aloud, leading the way into the joke shop.

"Or maybe you have a reason and you're not telling it to us…" Angelina finished, following the group of girls into the shop.

"Well…" Katie bit her lip, pulling the two girls into a corner, her eyes sparkling. "Nothing's official yet, but he gave me this last night when…" She shoved out her wrist, indicating a thin silver bracelet. "He kissed me!" Angelina hugged her tightly and Alicia cooed over the bracelet.

"You are so lucky!" Alicia sighed. "Now what do you want to get him?"

"Oh, I don't know…umm…what would George like?"

"Well, something tells me that right now, George would really like a hug…" A male voice said, and Katie turned to find George smiling down at her.

"Hey!" Katie nearly flung herself into George's arms.

"So what are you guys up to?" Angelina glanced from Lee, who was tossing a Sherbet ball up and down nonchalantly, to Fred, who, with his jaw clenched, was staring off into space, completely avoiding her eyes.

"Not much…just…looking around…" Lee replied.

"You?" Fred asked, his eyes hardening.

Is it just me or did Fred just glare at me?

"Nothing." Angelina replied icily. "Why?"

"Just curious." Fred snapped, his jaw clenching again. Angelina peered at Lee, who shrugged.

"Look, Katie and I are going to go grab a couple of Butterbeers - um – Fred, you want to pay for these?"

"Sure, whatever." Fred nearly snatched the items from George, and stalked up to the counter.

"What's the matter with him?" Alicia queried, lifting an eyebrow. George shook his head, grabbing Katie's hand and pulling her out of the shop.

"D'you wanna go to Honeydukes or something?" Alicia could take a hint when Fred practically shot daggers at them from the line.

"Sure…I guess…"Angelina shot another glance behind her shoulder at Fred, who was just paying. He glanced over at her at the same time, meeting her eyes and shaking his head.

What did I do?

I tell myself that I won't let her ruin my day, and here I am thinking about her every single bloody second. I thought that I was upset when she called me Oliver, but now Cedric

"You have got to let it go Fred." George was in an awfully good mood, ever since he had officially asked Katie out and she had accepted with a gracious kiss. "Katie told me that Cedric and Angelina are family friends – his mum's her mum's friend or something, it's nothing to worry about…they, like, grew up together or something."

"Sure they did." Fred growled, tossing his Honeyduke's sweets onto his bed.

"Give her some slack, man." Lee's voice carried through from the closet. "Hey, have you seen my Aragorn figurine? I could have sworn it was on my night stand…" Fred coughed loudly.

"Nope…haven't seen it…"

"Does she just like toying around with me?" Fred finally flopped onto his bed, popping a chocolate frog into his mouth.

"She's just having a rough time right now okay. She's confused – and –" George started, then stopped when he noticed the guys looking at him. "What?"

"How do you know all of this?"

"Um…" George opened a magazine, burying his face into it. "Did you know that that new Firebolt has –"

"George…" Fred was sitting up now. "I am giving you approximately ten seconds to tell me how the bloody hell you know all of this."

"I just, have my sources okay. She made me swear not to tell anybody –"

"Ah….Katie…"

"Don't tell anyone, alright?"
"Of course Georgie, we wouldn't want to ruin your perfect relationship, would we?" Fred snapped, tossing his sweets to the floor.

"Sod off Fred, alright! I'm sick of hearing you complain about every little bloodything!" George's face was considerably red, his eyes fiery.

"Well sorry George, I thought that you would actually care!"

"Guys -!" Lee broke in, making both twins turn to glower at him. "Soften up, yeah?"

"Whatever."

"Let's go to dinner, okay?" Lee suggested cautiously.

"Okay." George wearily agreed. "You coming Fred?"

"I'll be down in a minute." Came Fred's still angry sounding voice.

He listened to their footsteps, knowing that the minute that they got out of range they would start to rant about him. He sighed.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

He was supposed to be carefree and happy, a prankster, not laying on his bed moping about some girl that he couldn't get.

Why should he be focusing on Angelina anyway?

There were plenty of other girls at Hogwarts. Pretty ones too. He didn't have to sit here and take this.

He wasn't going to sit here and take this…

Angelina was having her fun. Hopping around from guy to guy, not caring who's feelings she was hurting, not noticing that she was crushing people's emotions with a flirty smile and bat of her eyes lashes.

Two can play that game Angelina…

Two can play that game….

And with that Fred hopped off his bed, straightened his robes, fixed his hair, and ignored his conscience as he descended the stairs.

What goes around comes around Miss Johnson…

REVIEW REPLIES:

Britley Britterz –

HERE! throws you a paper bag it helps to breathe into them when you're hyperventilating! I hope that this helps ease your addiction – and I'll keep in mind that you want Fred and Angelina to be together…but I'm not making any promises! I'm glad that you love my story – even though it's completely plot-less!

Chocolatebrowneyes –

Hehehe, yeah, I know, I'm evil devilish face . I actually got the idea from my friend Angela…long story…. J hope you enjoy!!

Evilevergreen –

Well now you know what he said….to tell you the truth I had absolutely NO CLUE what he was going to say when I wrote that…but I think that it turned out okay. As I told Chocolatebrowneyes, I got the idea from my friend Angela, who seriously did that to this guy that really likes her. That scene was pretty fun to write too…..

I hope that this lives up to your expectations! Grins madly

Eyesdyedblack –

Poo on toast? That sounds appetizing! Sticks out tongue I'm glad that you like it – I hope that you like this chapter just as much!

And thanks for your other review – it got me going – I needed to get this chapter out of my system before I exploded!

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Here's an update! I hope that it's okay…it was really hard to write – hopefully the next chapter will come quicker! Your welcomies! (I couldn't resist) winks

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I'm so glad that you commented on the part at the beginning – I absolutely loved writing that part – and you're the only one to say anything about it! THANK YOU!! hugs you Angelina calling Fred Oliver actually was inspired by a real event (check out my reply to Evilevergreen, that explains it a little better.) I hope you like this chapter!

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Yay! A new reviewer! I'm glad that you love my story – sorry that it took so long to get this chapter up. Keep reading – it means so much to me!

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A lot of people really want Angie to end up with Fred…poor Oliver – he gets no votes at all! He feels neglected! Hugs Oliver I'm glad that you love it and I hope that this chapter lives up to your expectations!!

Starriecat –

Well Starriecat, I'm not making any promises, but don't give up on Fred just yet – keep reading. I felt really bad for Fred too actually, Angelina was getting rather hard to write because she seemed so inconsiderate and selfish and that's not what I wanted her to seem like at all. Hopefully this chapter helps straighten her character out a little bit. Poor Oliver, everyone's rather mean to him. Gives Ollie a chocolate bar

Thanks for your review – it means so much to me!!

Thank you all so much for reviewing, it really does mean so much more to me than you can imagine. I hope that this chapter holds your interest and that you'll come back – I hope to be quicker updating next time too…Sheepish grin SORRY!!

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