She lay on her side, turned towards Fred, upon whose chest her hand lay. His right arm surrounded her, and his left hand cradled her delicate hand on his chest. He, having already woken up, was resting his head upon her mane of dark curling hair, and squeezed her tighter to him. She nuzzled deeper into him, and the hand upon his chest curled up slowly, encircling in it a bunch of his shirt.

I stirred in my sleep, and felt my hand move, and I shuffled closed on the bed towards Fred. He moved slightly as well, and as I sighed contentedly, his hand gripped tighter around my shoulder. I moved my head, without opening my eyes, so that it was facing him. At least, I hoped it was facing him, and I heard movement coming from the area in which I suspected his head to be.

Next thing I knew, he had kissed me, on the bridge of my nose, between my eyes. I swatted him away, before opening my eyes, and kissing him back, then lying down once more to rest my head on his chest. He cuddled me in his arms, and we stayed like that, until George came, and threw a pillow at us, causing Fred to roar and jump up, chasing him around the house, until Mrs Weasely lost her temper, and yelled at them both.

In this time I had tried to sneak out of their room, without being noticed, only to be furtively sneaking out of the door, and walking bang into Sirius.

I looked up into his face, for although I was very tall; he still had those few inches on me. "Oops."

He smiled at me, in a you've-done-something-you-shounldn't-have-but-I-think-it's-cute-and-funny sort of way, "Oops indeed. Oh well, I won't tell, if you won't tell."

"Tell who? Tell who what?" I decided to act the innocent.

"Ah! And you parents were both so clever, as is your brother. What did go wrong with you?" He spoke with mock-seriousness.

I punched him playfully before sidestepping his return, and hopping quickly up the stairs, to my room. Once in my own sanctuary, I pulled some clean clothes out of the trunk, and stripped off the ones that I was wearing. Washing myself quickly at the basin, in the corner of the room, I pulled on these clean clothes, and was about to flee the room, when I noticed the dark splodge floating outside the window. Forcing open the heavy frames, I pulled the owl inside, and tore the letter off its leg.

Reading it quickly, I smiled at some of the content.

My Dear Kara

Well, what an excellent way to start a holidays, separated from Seiji, I know I have nothing to do, and I can imagine that you too are bored out of your skull, wherever you are. I hope you are not suffering too much, and don't have to endure too much awful company.

I laughed at this point. Draco would die rather than spend his summer with the people I was with.

On the topic of Seiji, I have not heard from him at all, as I had expected, however when I didn't hear from you either, I was greatly distraught, as I had believed that at least you might keep in touch. My parents are bothering me about having a friend over, and I really wish you could come, as my parents have met you, and seemed to like you.

I'm missing you lots, and Seiji too. I wish we could all be together again, somewhere private. Please try and come. And it would be appreciated if I receive a good long letter, telling me where you are, and what you have been up to in the month that I haven't seen you, I wait for the reply.

Try and come, wherever you are. You know where I live. Actually, you don't. But you'll find it. I enclose my address, so you have to write back immediately.

Draco

I smiled as I put the letter down, and decided not to write back yet. I gave the owl a little water, and left it in my room to rest, before going in hunt of people. Well, I actually wanted to see Remus, but I thought he would be where other people were. I skipped down the stairs, and was on my way down to the kitchen, when I was grabbed around the neck, by a hooked arm, and yanked back up the stairs, choking heavily.

"Ack! Ow! Can't breathe! LET ME GO!" I was going red in the face, and beginning to hyperventilate. When I was released, I turned around to face Fred, and began to berate him, "You ever, ever try to kill me again, and I will kill you. Hang on, if you try to kill me, I'll be dead, so I won't be able to kill you. Dammit!"

He laughed.

"Ok then. If you ever, ever try to kill me again, I will die a horrific death, deliberately, and you will mourn over my demise, and be hounded by guilt the rest of your life."

He laughed even harder, and so I spun round and made my way down the stairs again. He grabbed me again, this time by my arm, and pulled me towards him, before whispering in my ear, as his arms encircled me, "You're not allowed down there."

"Why not?"

"Because you aren't. There's an important meeting going on."

"And important meeting?"

"Shit! Um, yes. An important meeting."

I looked at him suspiciously, "Why is there an important meeting going on here?"

"I don't know!" he said nervously, his nostrils flaring, and his face turning a fabulous red, clashing with his hair. "It doesn't matter, does it?"

I decided to let it drop, and looked deep into his eyes, "I suppose not."

He smiled, a half-smile, with one side of his mouth, "Good." And yet again, before I knew it, he had pulled me closer and began to kiss me, softly. I let him kiss me, and as his arms were surrounding me, I pulled my hand up, and held them, palm down, against his chest, before moving closer to him, and kissing him back.

And then, at that exact moment, Harry appeared, as did Ron. And both of them totally lost it. Ron, because he was getting mad with Fred, for kissing me, as I was three years younger than him, and also meant to be going out with Seiji, and very closely linked with Draco Malfoy, and Harry getting angry, because I was his little sister, and then for the same reasons as Ron, and more. Both of them then began to do the whole 'you're-older-do-you-should-know-better' thing to Fred, and began to tell him off.

Next thing, George had come too, and he was sticking up for Fred and me, saying how it wasn't our fault how everything had turned out. It was fate. At this I burst out laughing, and everyone turned to stare at me. By this time Hermione and Ginny had come to join us.

"Um, guys, why is Kara laughing maniacally? And why are you all having an old granny's meeting out here?" asked Ginny.

I tried to stop laughing, and just about succeeded, whilst Ron and Harry explained what was going on. Fred was looking rather shamefaced, and I felt for his hand, and grasped it in mine, causing him to look at me and smile. Wrong move, for Harry noticed, and pointed, "Look! See what I mean!"

Hermione and Ginny looked, and both of them smiled. "It's really cute!"

"The look sweet together!"

"EXACTLY MY POINT!" exclaimed George, "and it isn't like he's only just started to like her. He's liked since she first came to school." Everyone stared at him, including Fred, who looked pretty mad. I was staring in disbelief. "Oops," he said, "Maybe I shouldn't have said that."

"No, you shouldn't!" Fred growled.

"Is it true, though?" I asked.

"Is what true?"

"That you've always liked me?"

"You know it is!"

"Well, I know that you asked me out back then, but…"

"WHAT!" everyone except Fred and I shouted.

"But I wasn't sure if you had stopped after that. When I said No. I mean, after all, you were with Angelina weren't you? I mean, you went to the ball with her, and got on really well. And she's the same age as you, and you're good friends. So I just stayed away. And then, well, then there was Ben, and it just stopped. I never knew that you still felt the same way. You should have told me."

He looked embarrassed, "I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to tell you. Everyone would have laughed, or got mad."

"Tch! Too right!" Ron and Harry spoke in unison.

"This is too weird," I shook my head, and walked off, turning my back on them. I ran up the stairs, and shut the door, pulling across the latch on it, so that no one could come in. Lying on my bed, I stared up at the ceiling, thousands of thoughts running around my head.

Betrayal.

Liar.

Love?

Which one?

Who?

Betrayal.

Loyalty?

Friendship.

Who did I truly love? Draco, Seiji, or Fred?

I don't know which one.