ALRIGHTY THEN: Anxious, are we? Well, this is--taking place just before Angelina's birthday. It goes into the beginning of her birthday and the rest of her birthday--including a small celebration--will be in chapter nine. I'm thinking this story is going to be longer than the last one. :) Read and Review. Thanks for everything.

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So, the week passed without anything new. So, it was once again a Friday night and I was just relaxing with Katie and Alicia in the common room.

"So, how are you and Fred?" Katie asked.

"We're good," I said modestly. More like, we're incredible—magnificent—spectacular.

"Nice," Alicia nodded. "Me and Eddie are courting now. Just, just courting. Nothing serious like George and I."

Katie and I looked at each other.

"Ang! Can I borrow you for a second?" Fred asked. He had just come down the stairs of his dormitory.

"Sure," I smiled at the girls and I walked out of the common room with him.

"Your birthday is coming up," He said. Well, that's a bit random.

"Yeah," I just nodded.

"So, what do you want, Miss Johnson?" You brought me all the way out here, interrupting my conversation to know what I wanted for my birthday that was two weeks away? I love you.

I just smiled, "The question is, Mr. Weasley, how do I want it?" I said suggestively.

"Damn, Ang, you talking like that--" he shook his head. "Getting me a little too excited." He laughed.

"Yeah, yeah. I was talking about cake."

I saw his smile fade. "Cake?"

"I'm only joking, Fred. I just wanted to see your face. I've said before presents don't really matter to me."

"Yeah, well, I'm getting you something anyways. Well, something that will occupy you during the daytime. I've got it covered at night," He winked and I just shook my head.

"You are too much, Fred Weasley."

"Oh yeah, like scream-my-name kind of too much."

I laughed, "Well, Fred. We already know you're fully capable of—I don't want to say pleasing because that sounds sleazy. Okay, of doing what needs to get done," A smile spread across his face. "So, what I want to happen—is from tonight until my birthday—no shagging."

"No shagging? What's wrong with you, woman? You're daft, lady. That's—a fortnight. Two full weeks? Fourteen days? There is absolutely no way," He was shaking his head all the while. Haha. This was fun.

"Don't act like it's not a challenge for me, too. But still, it's for the best."

"BEST? What best?"

"Well, we stop shagging now and that means it'll be even better for my birthday," I smiled at him. I really was evil, but this was a genius plan.

"I'll have to think about it," With that, he started walking back in the common room looking a bit distraught. This was going to be hell—and then pretty damn sweet. "Hang on," He turned around just before he got to the portrait. "We can't do any other stuff? Like I can still f--"

"No, Fred. Nothing else. Just kissing. Not even much of that—because usually when we start kissing—it'll be pretty hard for us to stop ourselves, I think."

"I think you're trying to drive me mad."

I shrugged, "Maybe I am."

"One last time to last me two weeks, please?" he smiled at me.

I rolled my eyes, "I guess that'll be fine."

"Yes! Come on!"

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I haven't been myself lately. I haven't. I just haven't been me at all. I haven't had my mind right, or anything else. I haven't been thinking, nothing. It's all been Fred and Quidditch. Not that Fred and Quidditch aren't important, but I'm not me anymore. I'm not Angelina anymore. I don't have my friends anymore. I've kind of abandoned them with the exception of practices. If someone told me last year that I would abandon the two best girls in the world for a boy that used to be infamous for cheating on his several girlfriends—I would have never let this happen. I mean, this year has been great, but when I think about it from other people's perspective's I've been horrible. I hardly just chill in the common room anymore and talk. Our group—it's completely gone except for at meals. Where is the fun? Where is—everything? This is my last year. Last year. And then that's it.

I love Fred. I do. But he was right when he said I haven't been myself. I guess I'm an alright captain. Quidditch is kind of getting the way of my academics and Fred is getting in the way of Quidditch—and everything else for that matter. I miss me. I remember I would ramble on in my head so much last year, just thinking. Thinking about everything and nothing at all. And now, I just act. I talk and I act and that's horrible that I hardly have a brain anymore.

I need—to be with my friends for a while. We all need to be together, and not just chatting in the common room. I don't know what's going on in their lives. I don't know anything about what's going on in their heads. I don't know if Katie still likes Lee and if Alicia will ever go back out with George. I don't know what George is doing. I don't know what is going on besides me and Fred. And that's horrible. I've never wanted to be caught up in a boy. Never. Therefore, these two weeks before my birthday—Fred and I will spend as little time together as possible. It has to be like that, first—because we can't stand to be in the same room with each other and not be—all—together. And second, because I need to spend time with those people I love so much—other than Fred. I guess I should have a really long talk with Alicia and tell her how George is kind of depressed now and hasn't talked to a girl in a while. Fred told me that. I just need to be me for a while. Just me. Not Fred and me. Or me and Fred. Just me. Not that I'm going to break up with him, or anything. I'm just going to take these two weeks for what I can get them for. Take advantage of them. Not that I'm not going to be dying to have Fred back—but, it needs to be done.

I need to be me.

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"Hello everyone!" I came down to the common room that morning with the intentions of spending every last minute of my day talking with my two best friends—and even George and Lee. I need to know what's going on with everyone.

"Angelina, hey," Lee looked over the couch where he was sitting. "Is something wrong?"

"Why would something be wrong?"

"Because you're not with Fred."

My eyes got some tears in them, "Oh, Merlin. I'm so sorry."

I saw Katie and Lee exchange looks. I'm going to have a breakdown, I can almost feel it, "Um, Ang--"

"I've been horrible to you."

"No--"

"Don't butter it up, Kates! I have! I haven't been your friend. I've just been—there. I'm always with Fred and I haven't actually sat down to have a conversation with you since—well, we haven't actually talked—talked since Fred and I—sorry," I smiled, and I kind of pitied myself, really. But self-pity is definitely unacceptable.

She nodded, "But it's fine. Actually," she smiled and looked at Lee. "Lee has kind of taken your place. I never thought he could—he's great, right?" she smiled at him.

"What can I say?" he smiled.

"Well, how did you come to think this—to realize you were acting shady," she shrugged and I knew she meant about using 'shady'. But, I was shady.

I smiled, "It's funny—really. But, I doubt you want to hear about it."

"I'm good for funny," Lee said, sitting up.

"It's about me and Fred—so, I don't know--"

"Honestly, Ang, we all know you two shag—constantly," he started laughing.

I rolled my eyes, "Well, we're not. Until my birthday."

"Really? I doubt it'll last. Fred being who he is--" Lee raised his eyebrows, perplexed.

I nodded, "Being who he is, right," I sat down. "He isn't still—you know--" my eyes got more tears in them with the thought it my head.

Lee shook his head, "Oh, no, Angelina. No way."

"Why are you so—emotional?" Katie asked. Very good question.

"I've just been thinking a lot, that's all."

"Well, it's all fine. Everything is all right."

"Where are Alicia and George?" I hadn't seen them. I could only guess that George was with Fred and Alicia was with Eddie.

"I hope they're not together--" Katie raised her eyebrows. That wouldn't be so bad, really.

I looked between Katie and Lee, "Are you two--"

Katie shook her head as did Lee, "You should be." With that, I got up from the couch and walked towards the portrait hole. "I'm going for a walk, all right?"

"Yeah," Katie nodded.

This is what I need. A walk—to think. By myself. Let me tell you, it's a lot colder without Fred, but the cool air whipping across my face was refreshing, really. I decided to bring some rolls of parchment so I could write down any Quidditch plays that came to mind. I was sitting under the tree before the lake when someone was tapping me on the shoulder. I turned around.

"May I join you?" asked Fred. I wanted to say no, but I couldn't. So I nodded. "I can still be your boyfriend even if we're not shagging, right?"

"Of course. It would be horrible if you weren't."

He nodded and sat down next to me, "What have you been doing for the day?"

"Nothing."

"Same here. George and I sold a few Snackboxes, but I just couldn't get the feel for business today," He shrugged. There were several minutes of silence. It was awkward. He looked at me, but I avoided his eyes, keeping mine on the parchment. He got up and looked back at me, "Love you, Ang." Whha—what?

"What?"

"You heard me," He threw me a side glance and a smile and walked away. How can he do that? He simply is—incredible.

Well, my dreadful mood had passed and I walked back to the castle with somewhat of a bounce in my step. That was going to make two weeks an even longer time. But, I knew what had to be done.

I got back in the common room and Alicia was sitting with George and Katie. "Hey guys," I smiled at them.

"Hey, Captain," George said. "How're things?"

"Fine," I sat down opposite him on the couch.

"Yeah, right," He smiled, "Fred told me about your little—deal or whatever you wish to call it," he winked—just like Fred did. Well, duh, Ang, they're twins.

"I am fine. He's the one who's having the trouble, the wanker," Haha. This was going to be too much fun.

"Wanker? That's what he'll have to be, isn't it?" He started laughing.

I laughed as well, "Nice," I shook my head.

"I doubt you'll last," George said, getting up and stretching. His shirt came up a bit as he did so, and I think Alicia's eyes just about popped out of their sockets. George shook his head. "I'll give it a couple of days. You know us Weasley's—we'll be persistent until we get what we want. Right, then, Alicia?"

Alicia turned scarlet and gave a weak giggle. "You're too much, George," I laughed.

"Yeah, I know. I'll be browsing the castle for eligible bachelorettes, then," he gave us a polite smile and headed for the portrait hole, messing with his hair the whole way.

Alicia was shaking her head. She rolled her eyes, "Did you see him?"

"No, I didn't. I must've missed him."

"I'm serious! He was just putting himself out there like that!" Oh, good golly, woman.

"Like you do with Eddie?" Katie said.

"No--"

"Yes," I nodded. "I'm going to turn in. I'm tired," I yawned and said my goodnights to whoever was in the room at the time.

Two days—Fred and I have lasted two days. Well, cheers to twelve more.

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So, I was in class today and Fred decides to sit on the other side of the classroom. Therefore, he is throwing looks at me all throughout the period. I just rolled my eyes and smiled. It was time to go to the lunch and the six of us—being Katie, Lee, George, Fred, Alicia, and myself—headed towards Great Hall. It hasn't been the six of us in a while.

I realized as we were nearing the first floor that everyone was giving Fred and I looks. I stared at them back, "What?" I finally asked.

They—being George, Alicia, Katie, and Lee—stared laughing. Fred and I looked at each other. Oh, they were talking about the little—deal or whatever. That fortnight Fred and I had to last.

I rolled my eyes, "Grow up."

"It's just so funny!" Alicia choked out. Haha—if she was still going out with George I would mess with her about choking—but no. Haha---Eddie.

"Does Eddie make you choke like that, Alicia?"

All laughing stopped—except for Katie. She thought it was funny. Thank you, Katie. But, George, Lee, and Alicia were looking at me. Alicia—with disgust, George—with a bit of loathing, and Lee—with amusement.

I started laughing, "Oh come on. It was funny!"

Alicia turned around abruptly and the ends of her hair whipped my nose. I guess it wasn't funny. I looked at George and he raised his eyebrows and ran his fingers through his hair, shaking his head.

"Sorry, goodness," I passed by all of them. Well, everyone was so uptight lately. Give it up. George and Alicia still like each other and if they are going to act all odd around each other—it's just uncalled for. They need to get over it and be—them. See? Now, I'm being more me. So they need to be them. It needs to be like last year—when things were perfect. Well, nearly. But, whatever.

Well, lunch was a bit odd, I guess because of what I said. But, if so that's just gay. Gay. Fred and I were walking back to the common room together, to get our books for the next set of lessons.

"Come here," he said, pulling me out of the corridor.

"Fred, no," I pulled my arm back.

He held up his hands in surrender, "I promise to behave. Even though not shagging is torture in its own, not touching you at all is just—cruel," He smiled at me.

I smiled and brought his lips to mine, "But only for a bit—we've got classes soon."

He nodded and we snogged for a bit. Just a bit, maybe ten minutes. It was surprisingly simple, really. It kind of felt like when we were first going out. When I cherished every single kiss and everything about it.

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First week—DOWN! YES! We made it. One week—seven days without shagging. Ah, we're great. People doubted us—but we made it. Mind you, I'm about to go bonkers—not just because I'm like addicted to shagging or anything—but there is so much damn tension between the two of us. Grr. It's like—that I-want-you kind of tension we had before we even started being together—yeah. That.

"I can't believe you lasted. I just can't believe it," George said, shaking his head.

"Well, when was the last time you shagged someone?" I asked him.

We were all in the common room, surrounding the fire. George's face grew hot and he ran his fingers through his hair. He took a quick glance at Alicia, "I'd rather not say."

I nodded my head, "That's what I thought."

"What? What did you think?"

"You haven't shagged anyone since Alicia," I smiled at him smartly.

He rolled his eyes, "Know so much, then, don't you?"

I shrugged, "I suppose I do."

Alicia was just fumbling with her fingers, pretending she wasn't listening. All the while, Katie and Lee were sitting rather closely—hmm. Interesting, isn't it? All this talk about—everything, gets people thinking, I guess.

Fred was being unusually quiet. I looked over at him and ran my finger under his chin, bringing his face a little closer to my own—teasing him.

"No fair, Ang," He pushed my hand away. "I didn't like the teasing when we were shagging. It's even worse now that we aren't."

I just laughed, "Aw, come on, Fred."

"I'm serious, Ang," He turned his face to look at me and gave me a warning look. Haha, his faces didn't faze me.

George and Lee were laughing their heads off, watching this. It was quite funny. I was enjoying it.

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Today is my birthday! Hell—fucking—yes! Oh, sorry. I'm just a little bit excited. I don't know what to expect. Last year, I woke up with sweets surrounding me. That was nice. What is it going to be this year? I forgot to mention that I am eighteen. That's pretty damn old. Well, not really—but I'm on the way. I'll be out of this school soon enough and into the real world. I don't even know what I'm going to do—think about today, Ang. Today is your eighteenth birthday.

Alright, so I opened my eyes and saw nothing out of the normal. I was in my room, everything the same. However, I did hear the shower going.

"Hello?" I knocked on the door and there wasn't an answer. Um, Alicia, did you leave the shower on? Okay. So, I decided to open up the door—and sure enough the shower was still going—steam and everything. "Okay." I said to myself, reaching out my hand to pull open the curtain.

"ANG!"

"Oh Merlin!" I fell backwards out of fright and landed my ass on the floor—good job. The towel on the floor aided in my fall, of course. I'm not completely clumsy.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Fred pulled a towel from the rack and placed it around his waist—nothing I haven't seen before, but all right.

"Oh, Fred," he helped me up and I rubbed my ass—it was in pain.

"I'm sorry," he started brushing off my clothes—yeah, I knew he liked it. I swatted his hand away.

"I'm fine," I said. "Hang on—how did you get into the dormitory—boys aren't all--"

"Follow me, please," he took hold of my hand led me out of the bathroom.

He pulled me back into the room—with the beds and such. And went to open the door. I was curious what would happen if he walked down the stairs—but no. There was no way all of Gryffindor would be seeing Fred in just a towel. Anyways, he opened the door and I didn't see the staircase or anything. Surprisingly, I saw that portrait of Barnabas the Barmy.

I turned around, "The Room of Requirement—but why would you bring me here?"

"Well, I'm not allowed in your room—and I just wanted to bring you someplace for your birthday. But, I wanted it to be a surprise so I made it look just like your room. However, I wasn't really planning on you walking in while I was showering, but oh well."

I didn't say anything, and he just smiled. I kind of pounced on him a bit, but we were still standing. It was more like quickly closing the distance and sticking my tongue down his throat. Yeah, that's it. Well, two weeks of wanting went into this kiss, I'll tell you that. Not that we didn't kiss on our no shagging break, but I just couldn't put everything into it because I knew I couldn't lead him on or anything.

"Ang," he managed in the midst of our heavy snogging. I don't think you quite understand the intensity of this moment—right here. Let me set it up. Okay, you're a girl--or a guy, okay? You love--scratch that--lust over someone, right? The two of you are apart for an amount of time. But you still see each other everyday but can't do anything, right? It's what we call sexual tension. Well, naturally, when you're allowed back together--that's how things are going to get--a little sexual. Haha. Nice, right?

Well, eventually, we stumbled onto the bed and Fred's towel miraculously fell off of his body—and wow, a few more clothes just happened to be shed.

Last year, I was excited because Fred and I snogged for my birthday. This year—oh—my Merlin—he is incredible—in all ways possible.

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"Oh, Merlin," I breathed out—heavily. "Oh, Merlin—Fred—that—Oh, Merlin—that was—fucking incredible. We should have no shagging breaks more often."

"No. No. No way. Absolutely not. There is no way I'm going that long without shagging again."

"You can't tell me you didn't enjoy that," I laughed.

"Oh, oh, oh, Ang—but I did. Very much. It's just—there is no way I'm going that long without shagging," He turned over and smiled at me.

"I think we should go again."

"It doesn't really work like clockwork, Ang."

"Haha, yeah. But it should. You don't think by like--"

"There is no way. That's the end of it. Now," he hopped up—like his whole body—just so you know. "Get dressed—we've got some stuff to do!"

"Stuff? What stuff? We've done stuff. We should do more stuff. Let's stuff."

"Get up, you lazy bum! There is plenty of time for plenty of shagging."

I put a frown on my face, "But it's my birthday, Fred."

"I know it's your birthday. But first—you didn't shag me first thing on my birthday. And second—I had to wait all day—for one. So shush, and get up!"

"You have a fair point," Haha. No. But, we'll see. Mr. Fred wants to play hard to get—that's odd. Oh, don't worry—don't worry. "Well, Fred," I got up out of the bed, stretching. Mind you, I had on—zero clothes—just some knickers. "I'm going to take a shower." I threw him a glance from over my shoulder and raised my eyebrows—kind of inviting. But, then I shrugged and proceeded to the bathroom.

"Damn it, Angelina. Why do you have to be such a tease? You know I hate that!" Loser. If you couldn't have guessed—he joined me in the bathroom.

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OOO YEAH: And that's just the beginning..haha. I had to add this chapter to express what Angelina is going through mentally. (If you remember that part..I know it's hard to forget in the midst of all of this shagging and excitement, lol.) She needed that release as a person, so I had to add in that bit. I know this story isn't nearly about her as person as much as the last--but there we go. We know where she is right now. The truth is, I got caught up in the excitement. But, we now know where she stands. She has been so caught up--mentally that she can't think for her own. However, things are going to get better for her--and then worse. Haha. I hope you liked it, please review. Also, more about George & Alicia, Katie & Lee coming up. Along with the rest of her party. Thanks for everything.