GETTING CLOSE: To the end. I know, it's sad. However, it's not at all sad..because right after I finish this there will be a new story..so it's all good. Anyways, review folks..thanks much.

It happened—and everything was right about it. But after Fred and I left the Astronomy Tower—it was just awkward walking next to him when I knew he would be leaving me tomorrow and there was nothing I could do about it. It felt sort of wrong in the sense—you would think I would have broken up with him or something. But no matter how stupid Fred was—or how stupid he can act—there is no way I am volunteering to leave him. No way.

"Ang, don't act—odd, all right?" He asked as we were just outside the portrait hole.

"You can't ask something like that. But I can try—it's just kind of odd because—Hogwarts without the Weasley Twins is sort of a crime in it's own," he kissed me and I think he could tell I was still upset—even when I smiled at him. It was only a half-smile, really. Because I couldn't stand there and snog the boy senseless when—actually—that makes more sense now that I think of it. But no, I don't feel right at the moment.

He smiled and both of us looked a bit distraught as we walked in the common room holding hands. It was as if it were an arranged marriage or something. That's the awkwardness of it. Both of our heads were hung, but we—were still there.

He walked me to the staircase and I think everyone was surprised when he just kissed my forehead and we left it at that. Damn, I am dreading tomorrow.

It happened at five o'clock in the corridor of Gregory the Smarmy—just as Fred said it would. We have walked into the corridor when there was giant swamp—a swamp. Umbridge was livid and I was happy that—she was pissed off. I wanted to cause this woman hell.

"So…you think it amusing to turn a school corridor into a swamp, do you?" The toad said to the twins.

"Pretty amusing, yeah," Fred said fearlessly.

Filch brought some kind of form to Umbridge, "I've got the form, Headmistress. I've got the form and I've got the whips waiting...Oh let me do it now..."

"Very good, Argus. You two--are you about to learn what happens to wrongdoers in my school," said Umbridge.

"You know what? I don't think we are." Fred turned to George. "George," he said. "I think we've outgrown full-time education."

"Yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," George said.

"Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?" asked Fred.

"Definitely," replied George.

"Accio Brooms!" they chorused. With a loud crash their brooms came to them, remaining in air before them.

"We won't be seeing you," said Fred, swinging his leg over the broom.

"Yeah, don't bother to keep in touch," George mounted his own broom.

Fred looked around at everyone, his eyes not meeting mine—I thought he was determined to see everyone but me, really.

"If anyone fancies buying a Portable Swamp, as demonstrated upstairs, come to number ninety-three, Diagon Alley—Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes. Our new premises!" Fred bellowed over the crowd. They had—bought a place in Diagon Alley—when did this happen? Those two—I knew something was odd this entire year.

"Special discounts to Hogwarts students who swear they're going to use our products to get rid of this old bat!" George added, pointing to Umbridge.

"STOP THEM!" The "old bat" screamed. However, it was much too late. Fred and George kicked off and were in the air.

Fred looked at saw Peeves—the annoying poltergeist we all detest. However, on this occasion, Fred's comments were much more than curse words.

"Give her hell from us, Peeves."

With that, Peeves saluted Fred and George and the students below those two famous twins applauded.

The last thing one could see were Fred and George—riding their brooms into a glorious sunset. It was a beautiful sight, but left me feeling a bit empty inside.

The next three days all that I would allow to occupy my mind and my time was Quidditch. We would be playing Ravenclaw—Leaky Hosepipe versus Ginny Weasley. We were—not in the best spirits. Well, here goes nothing.

The last weekend in May—the thirtieth. Lee was in a horrible mood—his two best friends being gone. He was commentated the game as usual, though without the Gryffindor spirit in him.

We mounted our brooms and kicked into the air while Lee announced our names. Damn, Davies got the ball and scored first. This was not exactly the perfect way to start a game—especially with Ron in the state he is.

Well, the Ravenclaws scored the first goals—but us Gryffindors would not let them just have the victory. Towards the end, the middle—from the beginning—Ron got more focused. He started saving goals and once everyone on the team felt he wasn't a complete waste, our spirits rose as well and we started scoring along with Ron not letting a single goal in the rest of the game! Truly spectacular saves, I'll tell you. Would've done something for Wood, it would. Wood. Would. Nice.

Those dirty Slytherins had shut their mouths and the Gryffindors opened them wide, singing a new version of Weasley is Our King with a positive note at Ron's goalkeeping skills. We raised Ron into the air and shouted—screaming and chanting and throwing our hands in the air. Victorious! We had—won the Quidditch Cup. After a terribly horrible year and patches of hair falling out—a few showers in the changing rooms—WE WON! WE WON THE QUIDDITCH CUP! Oh, I am elated.

Ron was carried all the way up to the common room with Gryffindors chanting and screaming behind all of us. Oh, and Ginny caught the snitch in front of Cho's small little nose. Oh! I loved the look on her face. There would be one hell of a party in the common room tonight!

In all honesty, I think I collapsed right after we had passed out the Butterbeers. I was really tired. But, I was awoken and celebrated a bit, I think I turned in around three or something. Anyway, that's the happiest and the best—and, it just makes me—so, so, happy.

I only just remembered that Fred and George left today. I was occupied with Quidditch and now I wish I had something more important to do so I don't keep thinking about them—him.

Lee, Katie, Alicia, and I are sitting in the courtyard enjoying the day—it was a nice June day—the start of June. Beautiful.

"It's the end of the year, guys, our last year," Alicia said, smiling.

"Not mine," Katie said, taking a seat next to Lee.

"I say we all go to the Three Broomsticks the day we finish and order a round of whatever Rosemerta will give us!" Lee said putting his arm around Katie.

"Oh yeah!" Alicia and I said.

Katie frowned.

"Of course you can come, too," he smiled at her.

"What are you all going to do after Hogwarts?" she asked.

"I want to work at St. Mungo's!" Alicia said, full of ambition.

"Oh," Lee backed away.

"Good. That way you can treat Fred and George when they blow themselves up trying to make a new product," Katie said, smiling. This was the first time we'd talked about them since, I think.

"Definitely!" I said.

"What about you, Ang?" Alicia turned to me.

"Um, I guess something at the Ministry. I mean, I can get a flat about two blocks down in London and my mum will still be able to contact me. So, I cant stay in both worlds, you know what I mean?"

"Certainly. But don't you want to be closer to Diagon Alley?" Katie smiled.

I narrowed my eyes at her, "I can always Apparate," I laughed.

"Wow, I miss those two," said Alicia, hanging her head.

"We'll see them soon enough," I said, pulling out a letter. "Fred wrote me saying they would meet up with us all at the Three Broomsticks last day of term!"

I could tell they were all excited. It had only been a few days and the only thing keeping Gryffindor from being in a melancholy state was the win over Ravenclaw.

"Come on, set it out so we can read!" Lee said, grinning from ear to ear.

Dear Ang,

George and I are already missing Hogwarts but this joke shop business is turning out great already. You don't even want to know how many orders we've already got. Anyways, discussing business is definitely not the reason I wrote this letter.

Well, you, Alicia and Lee will be leaving Hogwarts this year. Thank Godric because if I had to wait another year—anyway. Well, we figured you three and Katie would want to celebrate, so we'll meet you at the Three Broomsticks at precisely seven o'clock that night. Of course, we'll be buying.

Well, besides them and school—how are you? I think I am about to go mad! So, I was thinking—that after the group was finished partying at the Three Broomsticks—well, there is that Inn

"That's enough!" I pulled the letter from in front of them, feeling hot in the face.

"There was more!" Lee whined.

"Nothing you need to see," I smiled at him.

"That should be fun," Katie said pleasantly.

I looked over the rest of the note, shielding it from their eyes.

and I just thought maybe you'd like to get a room before returning to your overprotective parents, is all. OH! I forgot to mention, mum is having a small dinner so I think you should come. George is going to send for Alicia as soon as our owl returns.

Well, Angelina—George just about caught fire to the couch, so I'm going to have to go. I don't think you understand how much I miss you, all right? Let's just say—I never thought I'd be ambidextrous, but under the circumstances, things change.

Good Day, Love.

Sincerely,

Fred.

I smiled to myself, folded the letter and placed it in the pocket inside my robes.

"This year went so fast, it seems," said Alicia, a bit nostalgic judging by the look on her face.

"It did, it did indeed," said Lee.

"All right, for the record—I think we should go through the year—in order, just—see how everything changed. Especially from last year," Katie said, smiling.

"First off, that little rendezvous in Diagon Alley," Alicia said, her eyebrows raised.

"Okay, let me just list the good things—before we bash the rest of the year," I said. "Me being Captain, of course. Of course, Fred and I. You two getting back together—we need an update on everything as well," I said to Katie and Lee. "Alicia and George—having tons of drama. My birthday—as well as everyone else's. Our win over Slytherin and Ravenclaw for the CUP!" All of cheered and the other people in the courtyard started. "That day we eavesdropped on the boys--"

"Hang on—what?" Lee asked, holding his hand out to stop me from continuing.

Katie, Alicia, and I exchanged looks of guilt.

"Yeah, we found out some interesting things that night!" I said, laughing, trying to not make anyone more embarrassed.

"Yeah, like you and Fred shag everywhere—and you give great--"

"Lee!" Katie covered his mouth and smacked him upside the head.

"Yeah, you should talk, Jordan—supposedly our Katie here was a natural at it her first time!" Alicia and I laughed but Katie and Lee gave us some pretty evil looks.

"Had to bring it up, didn't you, Angelina?" Katie tilted her head to the side—I sense some attitude. I backed up, a little appalled. "Yeah, no one ever says anything about you and Fred, though, do they? You are just lucky I don't have as big a mouth as you."

"Excuse me?" I said.

"Apparently you do," Alicia said, still laughing at the fact.

Katie gave a disgusted look before getting up and walking away.

"I—I have to follow her—or she'll never touch me—again, again," he smirked and continued to run after Katie.

Alicia and I looked at each other and just burst out laughing.

"Nice," I said after we regained our breath. "Hang on, we never knew about you and George, did we?" I questioned.

"Yeah—remember—days before the Yule Ball. That's all you need to know," she patted my shoulder and stood up.

"Hey—but—what else have you done?"

She pretended not to hear me and started walking away.

"ALICIA!" I called after her. "I KNOW YOU'VE AT LEAST GIVEN HIM H--"

"Shut up!" Alicia said, covering my mouth and pulling me away from the crowd of people who were staring at us. What now, Spinnet?

"High-fives," I finished, smiling.

"That was foul."

"Yeah, I know. But we all like it when Angelina plays dirty."

"Yeah, Fred told George—I know all about that," she grinned.

"Oh, I will get that Fred Weasley."

"More than you already do? Wow."

It's the last day in the year—the entire school year and I don't understand how I've lasted since Fred left. I guess my mind has been focused on my studies and that's good.

"When you think about this year, really—it's been a success," said Lee, pensively; he stroked at his chin.

"How so, Jordan?" I asked, spreading out on the couch across from his own.

"Well, first—we've all managed to get back together. Erm, we've got rid of that witch, helped Harry—survived the year—and--" he looked at Katie. "I'm not a virgin anymore!" He stood up a bit straighter and had the biggest grin I think I've ever seen plastered on his face.

Alicia and I looked at each other and laughed, looking back between Lee and Katie, I continued, "When did this happen?"

"After the win," he said, still smiling.

Katie looked a bit embarrassed, avoiding Alicia and my eyes. I shrugged. "I'm just surprised you waited this long—the way you two talk."

"I mean—but we're not like you and Fred," Katie said in her defence.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Well, we don't do it everywhere—and it's not just shagging, either. It's--"

We all gave her confusing looks. "We don't care, Katie." Alicia said bluntly.

"This year has been something else," Lee sighed.

"Come on, it's about time for the feast," I said, getting up from my comfortable position on the couch. I saw Katie throw Lee a look, but ignored it.

Wow. I just—this is our last year—our last day. In Hogwarts.

"To never going back!" Fred lifted his mug (of Butterbeer—we're still just seventeen). Dinner had ended—the year was over—and we were celebrating in the Three Broomsticks just as we had said.

"Well, I want to go back--"

"TO NEVER GOING BACK!" The three boys chanted and toasted to never returning. Alicia, Katie, and I clung our mugs and just shrugged.

We had a few more rounds and sat down at a booth to converse. After an hour or so we came to the topic of Lee and Katie—it's been one of our favorites ever since—well, you know the deal.

"When! Goodness, some things have changed since we've left, dear brother," George said to Fred just as Lee had once again revealed that he and Katie had shagged at last.

"The win—after the Cup," Lee said, smiling.

"Honestly, are you going to tell the whole school?" Katie asked, looked a bit pissed off.

"Yeah, I think I will," he joked. "You'll be here next year, you can if you please."

"Oh, yeah!" Alicia said. "What are you two going to do—never getting to see each other and all."

"Good point," Lee said.

Katie just shrugged. Well, Kates—you've already shagged him, you can't just leave it at that—goodness, kids these days.

They looked at each other—I guess they haven't talked about it yet.

"Next subject!" I said.

"Next place!" Fred said. "I'm finished—don't we want to get out of here?"

Alicia looked at George, Lee looked at Katie, and Fred looked at me—guess what we're thinking? Ugh, we're all so—perverted? Teenage? Randy? Addicted—I like that one.

OHHH: Chyeah. Anyways, review folks..next chapter coming soon. And after that--oh, that's TFWC III, heck yes.