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3. Can We Forgive and Forget?

Early the next morning Fred woke up and found himself in the dorm room by himself.

'How late did I stay up last night?' He asked himself looking at the book of Inuyasha that Angelina had let him borrow. He picked it up and thumbed through it again. He stopped on a page towards the end. It showed a picture of Kagome looking at Inuyasha from a distance. In the mind bubble over Kagome's head it said, "Sometimes he can be ignorant, stupid, and a huge pain in the ass, but he loves Kikyou, he really loves her. And the worst part is I-I love him too..." He flipped to the next page and it showed Kagome running away tears in her eyes, as Inuyasha looks over at her.

Fred closed the book and took a deep breath. 'Let's hope Angelina doesn't have the same thoughts for someone else like Inuyasha does.' "Lord, what am I to do?"

At breakfast Fred grabbed some toast and say down a crossed the table from Angelina who looked up, Smiled, and reached a crossed the table and put her hand over his. Again, she smiled that sweet smile that said, "I'm glad you're here with me."

Fred smiled but moved his hand. "What's wrong?" said Angelina pulling back her hand with surprise.

"Nothing Angel... its just that I was-" he stopped and looked around and asked, "Now how many Angelina's am I going out with?" Causing everyone who had been turned around listening to turn back and started to talk to one another again.

Angelina giggled. Fred looked at her and thought, "Damn she's hot... And she likes Me! Wow this is nothing like that Inuyasha book! I'm so lucky!"

"Hey Fred...Can I talk to you? ALONE?" It was George. He was glaring at Angelica who gladly glared back.

"What- Oh, okay. But only on one condition."

"What?"

"No yelling at me or Angel for something we didn't do!"

"Done."

Fred followed George out of the Great Hall, into the empty hallway, and into an empty classroom. "Now, tell me what you wanted to talk to me about?" asked Fred cocking an eyebrow.

"I-I don't want to fight with you anymore!" stated George obviously looking pleased with himself on how easy it was to say.

"What about Angelina?"

"What about her! She's a bitch!"

And with that, Fred turned and walked away.

"Hey Fre-FRED? What the? He-hey wait up..." Fred pulled out a piece of comparchment called the "Marauders Map." and took a sharp right turn to get away from George, but instead he saw Filch heading straight for him. He took out his wand, tapped the map, and said, "Mischief manage!" and stuffed it in his pocket just as Filch came around the corner.

"What are you two "Weasel's" planning today?" he snarled.

"Oh, didn't we tell you that we're planning...Well if you don't know by now you don't need to know." Fred lied. Their was really nothing going on but like Filch would believe that.

"There first sign of trouble I'm coming after you and your twin!" he growled at Fred.

"You do that..." and he walked away.

Fred slowly walked to his Defense Against the Dark Arts class. He was the last one to get in the class, be seated, and take out his book.

Professor Lupin entered the room, looked around, and asked, "Would you all would rather do work from a book rather than with your wands?"

"NOOOOOO!" The class chanted in unison.

"Well then put those books away and follow me please! "Everyone looked around excitedly as they put their books away. They followed him out of the classroom and down the deserted halls to the kitchens.

When they entered the kitchen; house elves crowded around Professor Lupin and the students with Butter beer and desserts.

"Now, Now we're not here to get food so please, House elves leave us, and students follow me!" cried Lupin over the excitement.

"AWWWWWWWW!" The class chanted as the house elves wandered away.

Professor Lupin led them through the door into another room.

"This ought to be interesting..." Fred said to Lee.

At lunch, Fred told Angel what George said.

"That bloody bastard! I'll kill him! I Will Kill Him!" she said threateningly. She went to stand up but Fred grabbed her shoulders pulled her close and gave her a long hug, saying, "Angel he's not worth it Angel. He's not worth it!"

"I know," she smiled and grabbed his hand, "C'mon. We got potions next."

"What- Oh, right. Okay let's go."

Outside of the Great Hall, they met George sitting on the steps as if he had been waiting for them. Before Fred or George could utter a single word Angelina screamed, "YOU MOTHER FUCKING, SON OF A BITCHING YELLA BELLY! YOU GOT SOME NERVE COMING WITHIN TALKING RANGE OF ME AFTER WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT ME! YOUR A BACKSTABBING IDIOT WHO DESERVES TO DIE! YOU REALIZE THAT DON'T YOU I OUGHTA HIT YOU! BUT BEING THAT YOU FREDS' BROTHER AND IT'S AGAINST THE RULE YOU GOT LUCKY YOU..."

All the while, that Angel screamed at George, he didn't say anything or show any expression what so ever. He just held his head high and took it. Fred on the other hand took it off course. His eyes were so wide you couldn't see the color in his eyes, his face was paler than a ghost would be, and his jaw practically hit the ground.

When Angelina finally finished cussing George out, he said, "Your right... And I don't expect you to forgive me. I just ask you to forget... take your time. I'll be waiting, I just hope we can forgive and forget." And he left to let Angelina ponder on what he just said.

SOOOOO...What do ya'll think! (excuse the accent I'm with my grandparents right now so I talk weird.) I want to know. Love to all my READERS! Especially 'darkbluebutterfly'! My bestest friend!

With Love R.J.E.F.M.!