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Okay, here is Chapter 6. I hope you enjoy it, and Review, Review, Review (Please).

My story picks up with Fred and Angelina's year 7 (HP book 5, after page 318)... Here goes!


Take away her Captaincy, was McGonagall mental! Angelina's temper was on fire by the time she stormed back to the common room after classes were over. She had not bothered to eat dinner, she probably couldn't eat even if she wanted to. If she was hungry later on tonight she could always sneak into the kitchens and ask a Hogworts house-elf for a snack. As Angelina paced back and forth in the common room the few people scattered throughout thought better than to bother her. About a hour went by this way, as more students entered the common room Angelina grabbed her books and headed for a quiet place she could be alone. Thanks to George, Fred and the Marauder's map she knew of several places she could go.

Angelina sat in an abandoned classroom on the 9th floor of the east wing. Getting out parchment, pink ink and quill Angelina started a letter to Oliver.

Dear Oliver,

I hope your week is going well, I'm sure you've probably been practicing all week . I also know this is something you love to do so you probably don't even care about how many hours your on your broom. It seems like for now the only way we will be able to talk to each other is by post. Do you think it will put a strain on things? Anyway, what's your schedule look like this weekend? Maybe you could come and meet me at Hogsmeade. Let me know okay. I really hope you can, seeing you will bring a smile to my face.

Oh, by the way, I just found out Harry has detention AGAIN. I don't know what's up with that boy but he sure stays in trouble... and he's hostile too. Even worse, when I asked him in the Great Hall why he had detention Professor McGonagall said I was causing a disturbance... Me. She took ten house points and threatened to take away my captaincy. Can you believe that? I thought about slapping her (for just a second).

On a brighter note, I passed (with very high marks I might add) both test I had to take last week. Are you proud :)

Well I'm off to study, I fell a lot better (thanks for listening).

Hope to see you this weekend.

Angelina

Angelina placed the remaining parchment, ink and her quill into her school bag. If she hurried she could get her owl to take the letter to Oliver tonight. She could also stop by the kitchen for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.


Katie walked into the Great Hall and sat between Lee and George.

"Where's Alicia and Angelina?" George asked before he handed Katie A plate with apply tarts.

"Their still studding for that potions test you all have today." Katie said "Oi, Ginny could you hand me those eggs?"

Fred's hands automatically went to the bowl of fruit, taking two oranges and putting them into the pocket of his robe.

"YES, the post is here." yelled an eager 3rd year sitting several spaces down.

As most of the Great Hall looked to the ceiling sixty or so owls poured into Hogworts, dropping letters and packages as they flew over students.

Angelina's black Athene noctua owl landed next to Fred. It was clearly looking for Angelina and after seeing that she was not in the Great Hall it nipped at Fred's fingers.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it to her." Fred said to the bird.

It was common for the owl to give the letter to either Fred or Alicia when it did not locate Angelina. Fred untied the letter from the owl moments before it took flight. Usually Angelina received letters from her mother, older brother or favorite cousin but this handwriting was none of theirs. It might be something official Fred thought before placing it on top of his book. Soon the Great Hall started to empty, Fred, George and Lee along with a hand full of other students were the last to leave. As they walked out of the Great Hall George heard several pairs of feet. He turned to see four small kids, probably first or second years running toward the exit that they just happen to be standing in.

"Hurry up, were going to be late." Shouted a slim boy with brown curly hair.

George and Lee both moved out of the way in time, Fred however was not so lucky. A small girl with a dark complexion and long black hair ran right into him knocking his books as well as her own onto the floor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you." she said as she gathered her books and letter. She had been so happy to finally get a letter from home that she had not been looking where she was going.

"No problem." Fred said as picked up his potions book and Angelina's letter.

The girl soon ran out of the Great Hall riping open her letter as she caught up with her friends.

"Oh no, this is not mine." She said as she slid to a halt.

"Oi...excuse me, I think I have you letter." she yelled down the corridor to Fred's back.

Fred stopped and looked down at the letter he held. Sure enough it was not addressed to Angelina Johnson but to Karla Davies. As Karla ran towards Fred, Fred turned to Lee and George who were already starting for the stairs.

"You lot go on, I'll catch up in a second."

"I opened your letter by mistake, sorry." Karla said as she handed him Angelina's open letter and took hers before running to catch up with her friends.

Fred looked down at the open letter in his hand. He could always use a resealing spell to close it. Just as he started to fold the letter closed the first line caught his eyes. Why did he know this handwriting? "I know" he thought to himself. Isn't this Wood's handwriting? It was the same handwriting he had studied when it came to Quidditch plays. He had only seen this handwriting hundreds of times when Wood had been captain. Fred looked at the letter again. His eyes drifting over the first line once more.

"Why the hell is he calling her Sweetheart?" Fred asked the empty hallway, his voice full of rage.

AN: You Ladies and guys thought chapter 5 was short... I was so sure it was long enough, oh well... I know this chapter is short (only about 1100 words) but I have been desperate to get it out... and I like a good cliffhanger, don't you? Now I have a dilemma... What will Fred do A) Reseal the letter and act like nothing happened, even ignore Angelina or B) Give Angelina the open letter, unsealed making sure she knew full well he read it... What do I do???