Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this fic except for Prissy!

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Their classmates noticed the aberration in their behavior that day; Fred and George never remained silent during class. They would always look for something joke about regardless it be a teacher or a random object. Even Snape was taken aback by their bizarre silence...how can he deduct points from Gryffindor now?

"Can anyone tell me what this is?" Snape held up a Florence-flask containing yellow fluid.

Nobody raised their hand.

Snape smirked, "How about a volunteer," Snape looked around the classroom and spotted Fred, "Weasley! What do you assume is in this flask?"

Fred sighed and said unenthusiastically, "Human ear wax?"

Snape looked impressed for a second and then he returned to his usual tedious expression. "It is ear wax, but from a baby mandrake."

Alicia made a disgusted expression and raised her hand, "Professor, how do you suppose they get the ear wax out from a baby mandrake?"

"You have no idea, Ms.Richardson!" He drawled, "It's probably best not to find out...yet!"

George whispered, "For a moment, I thought it was human urine! I could've sworn I saw Geoffrey Andrews taking a piss in it yesterday in the lavatory!"

Fred smiled to himself and shook his head.

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"Okay we are going to lunch now," Fred warned George as they walked towards the Great Hall, "Don't you dare bring up the subject of letters!"

George nodded, "Right. We should just wait for them to bring it up themselves—"

"—or we might as well look out for any sort of strange behavior." Fred added.

The twins walked over to their usual spots at the Gryffindor table and sat down. Angelina walked normally towards the table without any expression of contemporary moments.

"So where were you guys this morning?" She said with an affected whine, "I sat by the water fountain for about an hour or so and you two blew me off. What kind of friendship do we have!"

George pretended to wipe a tear from his eye, "I'm sorry we cancelled our plans, Fred had an accident."

Angelina pretended to make a sad face. "Okay just forget all of this nonsense!" She returned back to normal, "So how'd it go with Flint yesterday, Fred?"

Fred shook his head, "Not good. He didn't have the money with him so I refused to accept his letter."

George looked flabbergasted for a second and then glanced over at Fred. What the hell is he talking about?

Angelina took a bite out of her sandwich. She didn't look surprised, "I had a feeling that oaf would not cooperate."

"Excuse me young lady, but you do not talk with your mouth full!" George lightheartedly pointed a spoon towards her.

Angelina giggled and acted like she was going to open her mouth only to reveal chewed up turkey sandwiches.

"Oh I've got to show you boys something!" Angelina unzipped her purse and took out an envelope addressed to her.

Fred's eyes widened. George's jaw dropped...it was the evil letter.

Fred quickly grabbed the letter out of her hands, "I think George will need to inspect it for any threats!—Here you go bro!"

George immediately took the letter in his hands and dashed out of his seat out into the corridors. Angelina, without delay, chased after him with her purse.

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1 Hour later...

The three were outside in the Hogwarts common grounds. It seemed like Angelina had caught up to them and unfortunately had the twins pinned to a wall.

"What the hell were you trying to do with my letter of scholarship!" Angelina screamed.

George "Relax mate, we was just trying to see if you had stolen our letter of scholarship because—"

"SHUT UP! GEORGE!" She roared.

George instantly became silent and vigorously nodded his head.

"Now," Angelina continued, "I don't see what kind of prank this is to steal a letter containing fundamental issues in it, like my future for example."

Fred squealed with false delight "You got a scholarship! Ahhh!—"

"SHUT UP! YOU TWO ARE UP TO SOMETHING...I CAN FEEL IT."

George rolled his eyes, "What the bloody hell do you mean by that? We just wanted to save you from any sort of mail virus and you think we are up to something. What is this?"

Angelina's eyes widened with sarcasm, "Oh! As if you were really trying to save me!" she sighed, "I got two envelopes today, but I guess I can't tell you about that one either because obviously you two are going to steal this from me too."

Fred raised an eyebrow, "Try me!"

George joined in as well, "And me as well!"

The expression on Angelina's flushed face said it right away: "I've got an admirer."

George gasped. "You've got a—what?" and fainted. Fred caught him and quickly covered for his brother, "Dun' mind him, he's low on sugar! He's a diabetic actually...erm type 10 diabetes to be exact! You know the new one they just discovered? Well what are you waiting for? Go on, go to the cafeteria and sneak back some chocolate frogs."

Angelina protested, "There is no such thing as Type 10 diabetes. Fred you do too much sometimes, I'm dead serious!"

"Excuse me, but how often do you read those scientific newspapers?"

"Fred is this some sort of a joke?" Angelina laughed uneasily.

"Know what, just forget it! George still needs chocolate, hurry!"

"Fine, I'll be right back...don't move!" Angelina ran back inside.

After Angelina left, Fred began to feel dizzy. 'She's got the letter...oh please let it be Wood's or else I'm doomed! He's going to kick me off the team...no he's going to tell everyone that I was drunk one night and made out with Professor McGonagall—or wait, wasn't that the old librarian...yeesh!'

Angelina returned with a dozen chocolate frogs only to find Fred lying on the couch with his legs propped up while George was no where to be found. Poor chap! He looks like he's under a lot of stress, maybe I should not yell at him now for sending me out to get chocolates for nothing.

Fred felt Angelina's presence and quickly sat up. "So, you brought the chocolates, eh?"

"George didn't really need the chocolates did he? You were just saying that to make me look foolish, didn't you?" Angelina said calmly.

Fred sighed, "Why would I want to make you look foolish? Besides there's a lot going on right now..."

"Really," Angelina bit her lip, "well if you want anyone to talk to, I'm always available."

"And if it helps," she continued with a devilish grin, "I'll be more than happy to let you read my letter from this secret admirer of mine!"

"I really don't care if—wait...from your secret admirer!" His face lit up, "Oh please? Please? Please? Please?" Fred jumped up and got on his knees. Bloody hell she must think I'm mental right now! Hah now I can see if she got the right letter! She handed him the letter and Fred began to read:

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March 15, 2005

My dearest,

I hope you can forgive me for not acting like the gentleman that I really am in your presence. All I request is that you give me another chance to prove myself to you. I promise you won't be disappointed.

Your Secret Admirer

PS If you intend to write back to this note, then leave it under the beige rock next to the qudditch field.

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"His handwriting is very neat. I declare, he's probably smart and handsome." Angelina smiled.

Fred's face turned pale for he knew that this fancy handwriting did not belong to Wood or his brother's...this was Flint's letter to Prissy! "Oh yeah, this chap here is quite the nerd and the sexiest in Hogwarts." Fred said sarcastically.

Apparently Angelina had missed the sarcasm in his voice and silently agreed with him. "Should I reply back to him?"

Fred gulped, "Well...I think that...that...that...that...I THINK THAT I MUST CONFESS!"

Angelina sharply drew her breath in, it better not have been you who wrote this letter to me! "By all means, yes go ahead and confess!" she said angrily.

"I...I...I...I borrowed your lipstick to print kisses all over Hermoine's Potions notebook because I wanted Snape to think that she was madly in love with him and the course."

At first Angelina glared at Fred with penetrating eyes, and then she slowly tried to hold back the tears of laughter in her eyes. Fred did not know how to react so he sat on the floor looking awed and confused, "So? What do you think? That was—"

"THAT WAS THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING I HAVE EVER HEARD OF YOU DOING!" She burst out laughing relieved that this letter was really from a secret admirer. Fred began to blush and said jokingly, "Hey! That color did happen to match with my skin tone; in fact I was even tempted to keep it for myself."

Angelina got up still giggling, "You know what? You owe me a new lipstick and Hermoine an apology because Snape is an abomination to this school."

"You won't tell will you?"

"Not at all. You know what; I think I'm going to go reply to this letter." She got up and left the Gryffindor common room.

"Cheerio!" He called after her. As soon as Angelina left, Fred was taken back by the excruciating scream from Wood's dorm. "MARCUS FLINT! I'VE ALWAYS KNOWN THERE WAS SOMETHING ODD ABOUT YOU." Fred's face became even paler; I've got to move to Canada...bloody business!

I'd like to personally thank all the reviewers for still reviewing while this chapter was still being processed. It will take time for most of the chapters to be written because of my severe writers block; and because of that, I do apologize ahead of time. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Have a nice day!

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