Here is chapter two of this wonderful story. In this chapter, well, just read. I suck at summaries. lol. haha. I do. I really do.

And I'm rambling on again. And I'm gonna stop. Thank God.

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Abbie broke away from the best kiss of her life. "Erm…" She said, blushing. She looked down at her feet.

"Sorry." Fred said clearly. "I just thought it'd be easier if I kissed you, rather than tell you I was interested in you." He nodded, and Abbie had to laugh.

"So…" She smirked at Fred, who looked at her blankly for a moment before his eyes lit up. Whatever Abbie had been expecting, it wasn't what Fred did next.

He kneeled down in front of her, smirking. "Abbigal Tonks," He snorted, before becoming sincere. "Will you take me as your lawful boyfriend?"

Abbie giggled. "I do?" She guessed.

Fred stood up, kissing her hands before bringing his face to Abbie's.

Later that night, Abbie and Fred exchanged secret smiles, much to the suspicion of Missy, who Abbie had to admit, was smarter than she looked. However, Abbie wasn't surprised when she blurted out, "Are you two dating?!"

Mrs. Weasley had beamed in pleasure. "Oh Fred, Abbie, that's great, dears!"

While Abbie had blushed and thanked her, Fred had raised his hand dramatically. Abbie bit her lip. They were so different. But then, supposedly, opposites attracted.

----------------------------- ((George and Melissa)) --------------------------------

"Hey, Missy." George said softly, walking up to his friend who was staring into the fire, her emerald green eyes reflecting the red of the flame.

She turned over to smile at him. George couldn't help but blush as he took her form in.

She still wore the short jean skirt from earlier, and, because how she was sitting, it only covered the very top of her thighs. Her tank top was short, showing her stomach.

"Hola!" She said brightly, not noticing George's stare. She stood up, stretching, before hugging George. "How is my favorite Weasley?" She teased, tweaking his nose.

George tensed, saying gruffly. "You'd better not let Fred hear you say that…"

Missy laughed. "He's too busy snogging Abbie."

George smiled. "Yeah?"

Missy yawned. "Well, it's getting too late for me!" She kissed George's cheek before leaving to go to bed.

George watched her leave the room, his heart racing from her kiss.

---------------------------------- ((Fred and Abbigal)) ------------------------------------

Abbie sighed softly, biting her lip. She was standing outside in the garden, staring at the spot where Fred had kissed her. It had been like something out of a dream…

Though she hated to admit it, Abbie had always thought Missy to be right. How could someone as popular as Fred like her? She gave a little giggle. But Missy had been wrong. Fred had kissed her! She spun around in a circle, quite happy by this.

"What're you dancing about?" A voice teased. Abbie spun around, blushing as Fred's handsome face came into view.

He was lounging on a bench, arms folded over his chest. His brown eyes were twinkling with laughter.

Abbie rolled her own deep, sea blue eyes and giggled. "I dunno. It's kind of funny…" She smiled. "Missy had been taunting me before school got out about how I wasn't your type. I…I sorta agreed with her…"

Fred shook his head. "Missy…" He murmured. "I was wondering what was with all of her questions…" He shook his head. "Whatever. But, no. You're my type. Don't worry." He stood up, wrapping his arms around Abbie. "But as for you, it's your bed time."

Abbie giggled. "Well, good night." She struggled to get out of Fred's hold.

Fred kissed her sweetly. "Good night."

Abbie grinned, walking off to bed, feeling lighter than before.

It was no surprise when Abbie went to talk to Missy the next day. To her surprise, Missy was already awake when Abbie had awoken, expecting to be the only one awake. Even more surprising was the sight of Missy in sweats.

"Erm…" Abbie started. Missy looked up at her, frowning. Abbie frowned. "Just so you know, Fred kissed me and asked me out!" She yelled, hair turning red.

"So…your point is?" Missy raised her eyebrows.

"You were wrong, and I was right! Maybe you should think before you speak!"

Missy laughed. "Yeah. Not gonna happen, Abbie." She turned away from Abbie who glared at her back.

Abbie eventually sighed and sat down besides Missy who was staring at a piece of paper in her hands.

"So…what's up?"

To her surprise, Missy responded back without being rude or a snob. "Letter from my great-aunt Eda. Same as usual." She rolled her eyes, before reading it out loud.

'Melissa Lily Reddings,

I am astounded that you haven't come home at all this summer! Pippa is distraught, and I am annoyed that you aren't here yet to meet the man I've found for you to marry. He's perfect but isn't as patient with you as you think. I urge you to hurry home.

The man is a seventh year at Hogwarts named Marcus Flint. He's a pureblood, and he comes from a long line of Purebloods, all who were in the right house. Slytherin.

I look forward to seeing you, Melissa.

Aunt Eda.'

Abbie opened her mouth in horror. "Your aunt wants you to marry Marcus Flint?!" She yelped.

Missy shuddered. "I've never going back." She said softly. "I have two homes…here and Hogwarts. That place was never my home, and it never will be. Even though it was my fault I'm there in the first place." She sighed deeply.

"How?" Abbie wondered.

Missy's eyes changed from sad to haughty. "What do you want, Tonks?" She snapped.

Abbie glared, hair turning red. "Well," She snapped, "I was going to apologize, but I don't think I should anymore!" She glared at Missy before stalking from the room, nose in the air.

Missy looked down into her lap, biting her lip in pain.

Abbie slammed the door and rolled her eyes. She had almost had a real heart to heart moment with Missy, but of course Missy would never open up to anybody. She began walking down the stairs, but when she reached the bottom she tripped on the carpet. She went flying into a coat rack. She was pulled up by Fred who was smiling at her.

"Klutzy, I see?" He asked laughing. Abbie frowned at him and turned away. "Oh come on I was just kidding." Fred said walking after her.

"Yeah, well not the best time to be joking around with me." Abbie said spinning around and glaring a bit.

"Mhmm, and why is that?" Fred asked taking Abbie's hand and smiling.

"Ah, Missy. We were this close to having a heart to hear moment," Abbie said holding her fingers an inch apart, "and then she just went back to her usual, 'don't bug me' self." Abbie said shaking her head.

"Well did you say something to her-" Fred began before he was cut off.

"No, but of course everything is always my fault, isn't it!" She snapped at Fred before stalking away out of the house. Fred sighed and turned to walk the other way into the kitchen. He sat down just as Harry Potter walked in with Mr. Weasley by his side.

"Well, it's about time isn't it?" Fred asked walking over to Harry. "OI! RON, HERMIONE. HARRY'S HERE!" Fred shouted, and within seconds Ron and Hermione were standing next to him.

"Harry!" Hermione said tackling him in a hug.

"Hey Hermione." Harry said in return, trying to stand straight up. "Hey Ron." Harry said smiling at his best friend. Before Ron could reply Abbie came bounding down the stairs with George on her tail.

"MOVE!" George shouted pushing Abbie out of the way.

"SHUT UP!" She shot back running over to Harry and jumping on him to give him a hug, as Hermione had done earlier. "Harry!" She shouted hugging him tightly. It took Harry a minute to pry Abbie off of him but when he did he smiled.

"Same old Ton- Abbie, same old Abbie." He said corrected himself quickly looking over to Fred and exchange glances. Fred rolled his eyes in return and shrugged. Abbie turned quickly to be facing Fred.

"Not a very good way to be going seeing the mood I'm in." Abbie snapped. She turned and sat down in a chair next to Ron and crossed her legs. "So..." she said

Ron didn't even look up from the bread he was eating. Abbie rolled her eyes and turned back to Harry who was being suffocated by Missy and the twins.

Later that night, Hermione, Abbie, Ron, and Harry sat in Ron's room talking. Well, Hermione and Abbie were discussing their problems with Missy while Ron and Harry were having a mini Quidditch game with crumbs.

"I seriously think she's the most self-centered person in the history of the world!" Abbie groaned.

Hermione laughed. "I know. She thinks she's way better than the rest of us."

"I mean, she might have more dating experience than us, but she seriously should learn to back off!" Abbie huffed. Hermione nodded in sympathy. "Fred asked me out though."

"What?" Harry looked up, eyes wide. Hermione forgot her joy for Abbie as she noticed Harry's sad eyes. It was obvious to her that Harry had liked Abbie. Not to Abbie though, who gushed on.

"Yeah, I was surprised! He kissed me, and then we just got together. And then I yelled at Missy for it!" Abbie laughed, oblivious to Harry's pained look.

"Why'd you yell at Missy? She's hot." Ron said stupidly.

Hermione glared at him. "Ronald Weasley!" She shouted. "Would you really date someone who was the meanest girl alive just because she's hot?" She glared.

"Yeah." Ron said. "Who wouldn't? Come on. Harry's had his eye on-" Hermione practically tackled Ron to shut him up.

Abbie sighed. "Well, friends, it's been fun, but I am tired." She yawned, getting to her feet. "Night."

She padded her way down to Ginny's room, only to see Missy and the twins in the hallway. Curiosity overruled her anger, and she went to go see why they were arguing.

"Why Tonks of all people, Fred?" George was saying.

"Why's it your business, George?!" Fred snapped.

Missy yawned. "Could I go now?" She complained. "Not that this isn't interesting and all, but I really would like some sleep…"

She was ignored. "Because we're twins." George said, rolling his eyes.

"Well, we're still two separate persons, George." Fred argued.

Missy groaned. "I'm going to bed!" Missy yelled.

George grabbed her arm. "I need your help to make George realize that he should dump Abbie."

Missy scowled. "Don't touch me, Weasley." She snapped, being overly tired. "Frankly, I think that Fred and Abbie will do good together. Good night!" She stomped her way into Fred and George's room.

"Ha!" Fred called. "I win if Missy even wants me to be with Abbie, not that I would listen to you."

George still looked hurt. Fred glanced at him in pity. "You've got it bad." He smirked.

"I know, I know." George stood up. "I'm going to bed."

Fred snorted. "Be sure to kiss Missy good night!" George kicked him before going upstairs.

Fred sighed, walking into the kitchen. Abbie followed him. "Fred?"

He spun around, smiling. "Abbie?"

Abbie smiled back. "Maybe Missy isn't as bad as I thought."

Fred kissed her. "Maybe." He laughed. "Maybe."

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Yeah. Hope you guys liked it! Until next time,

M & M (Emma and Emma, the authors of this wonderful story who would lurve reviews!)