Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything about him. I am not making anything from this story so dont sue me.

A/n: Howdy people! This is my first attempt at a fan fic (appart from this scary one about Snape that is best forgotten...) and I'm not sure how its going to turn out. I've never managed to write anything very long before, so this could be a challenge. Its going to be centering around the Weasley twins and the other Griffs in their year. George/Alicia, Fred/Angelina, Lee/Katie. Is it just me that finds guys with dreads incredibly sexy? You'll be seeing alot of those two... ;) Set in their 6th year, see where we go from there...

I'm not quite sure what rating to give it, so I'm rating it M just to be safe...

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Chapter Un

Alicia couldn't sleep. She was sitting in the astronomy tower late one night, staring at the sky. The room was thankfully devoid of snogging couples and she was grateful for the solitude. She was in a quiet, peaceful mood and she needed to think. The last place she wasted to be was the loud and rowdy Griffindor common room. Too many distractions...

She sighed and walked over to the stone window. There was no glass and she leaned out, looking up at the stars. There were no clouds to obscure her view, and she smiled to herself and she automatically picked out several constellations. She shivered and pulled her school robes more tightly around her body. It was a warm night, but not this high up.

Alicia had a problem. However hard she tried to deny it, she could no longer lie to herself. She couldn't bare to admit it, but it had become so blindingly obvious that even the boys were picking up on her feelings. Thankfully, he seemed to be oblivious, even if everyone else thought they new exactally what she was thinking about him. Was it her fault that she felt butterflys in her stomach every time he came in the room? His clear midnight blue eyes seemed to be able to see inside of her, every single thing. Each brief accidental touch made heat shoot through her body. She just couldn't help it. Every way she looked at it, there was only ever one explaination:

She was in love with George Weasley.

Okay, maybe in love was a bit of a strong term to use, but saying she had a crush (a huge, massive, ginormous crush) just sounded pathetic and stupid. It was stupid that she felt this way about him though. There was no way he felt the same about her. Sure, he'd had a crush on her in their second year, but look at how THAT turned out. They went out for maybe two weeks, then broke up because it just didn't work between them. The fact that they were twelve years old and immature may have also had something to do with it. Fred just wouldn't shut up about them and eventually they just got fed up with it. They'd shared a couple of awkwards and uncomfortable kisses before they had split up, and as a result they were too embarrassed to even look at each other for the whole rest of the year. Of course they eventually made up and they both thought nothing more of it, apart from as a silly childish mistake.

How she wished it had never happened. Then maybe there would be some hope of them getting together... It was driving her insane. She wanted him, badly. It was partly in a sexual way, she knew the signs. The way her body reacted to the briefest of touches from him showed her that, without even taking into account everything else. They way his long shaggy hair fell into his eyes and generally got in the way made her fingers itch to run through it, the deep rich red colour contrasting beautifully with his pale skin. The light skattering of freckles that covered all of his visible skin made her want to discover just how far those freckles spead down his body, and give each and every one of them her full attention.

But no, it was more that that. It wasn't just that he was a complete sex god. He was a genuinely nice person. Maybe a little hyperactive and with a very annoying prankster side to him. He was, Alicia thought, rough around the edges but with a sweet sticky center.

She felt faguely better about it, now she had admitted it to herself, but was dreadingtalking to angelina and Katie about him. They would grin at each other knowingly and then make up some harebrained matchmaker scheme to get them together. Just what she needed. What if she was happy not dating him, was happy with her fantasies? She was happy. She didn't want to put her heart in the fireing line when it came to his feelings about her. They were purely platonic, and that was it. Right?

Right. She squashed the little voices in her head that were whispering things about george liking her. They were just her wishful thinking. George didn't like her like that, he liked that Hufflepuff girl - Christina Grey. She scowled. Christina was gorgeous. She had long blonde hair and large grey eyes. She was clever, on the Hufflepuff quiddich team and had a great personalitly to boot. She was everything a sane guy would wish for. And George obviously did wish for her. He would get her too. He, along with Fred, was a certified heart breaker. His rugged good looks and boyish charm could get him anywhere, and it did. So, maybe he wasn't as bad as Fred who went throught more girls than underwear, but George definately had his fair share of girls. He'd lost his virginity in their 5th year, she knew that for a fact. She had acidently overheard a group of Ravenclaws discussing it whilst she was in the loos a few weeks after christmas. She confronted him, he confessed and she proceeded to pester him for details.

Alicia sighed again, resting her arms on the window sill and her head on her arms. Stupid George. Stupid feelings. She kicked the wall in flustration. It hurt. Not only did she have a stupid crush on George - one of her close friends - but now her foot was in pain. She looked out across the school. The clock tower showed her that it was also way past curfew.

Yes, Alicia had a problem.

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Humm, this chapter is a little shorter that I thought it was going to be... Its strange how things look huge in handwriting and then srink miles when you type them up... Reviews apreciated :)