A/N: I was REALLY stupid and forgot a DISCLAIMER. As if I haven't seen enough of them. You all know I don't own anything but the plot and possibly a bit of the characters' personalities. Also. I use a bit of American slang in these fics. Only because I use Brit slang in real life, so I assumed that it goes both ways. I don't know, I'm not a Brit. Hopefully it doesn't throw readers off too much, but when I write something I feel like that's the best way to say it. One more thing. I write this way too much like a play, and I'm sorry. Like it says in my bio, I'm not a writer. I'll try to give more details in this coming chapters.

I wake up on a Saturday morning. Outside my window there's the perfect amount of snow: enough to play in and fight with and beautify the Hogwarts grounds, but not so much that we have to stay inside. Ali and Kate wake up within ten minutes and I say, "Today." They both nod in agreement. But I start to get cold feet.

"Guys, what if something wanders out of the Forbidden Forest and eats me 'cos I smell so damn good?" I ask worriedly.

But that Alicia, she always thinks of everything. It's almost too weird.

"Only he'll be able to smell it. Remember when we performed the charm on Lee? Only Katie felt the need to take him right then and there. This charm only works on the person you have in mind when it's performed. We didn't even have to tell Lee because… ha. Does he ever think of anyone but Katie?"

I shake my head at Ali's well-delivered speech. "Alright. So, I dunno when you planned on telling me that thinking about Lavender's poor choice of clothing would have ruined my plan, but at least now I know who to picture----"

"Naked?"

"KATHRYN BELL! Just because you and Lee can't keep your hands off each other. Honestly," I scold.

"Alright girls. We have breakfast, and then to Hogsmeade. Hopefully, the Phase One in our experiment will be quite successful."

"I'd drink to that," I say.

"You'd drink to anything," Katie says bringing rude awakening.

XOXOXOXOXO

The sixsome meets in front of Hogsmeade after breakfast in the cold snow. I was ready, charmed and everything. I just had to get Fred close enough. Everyone was dressed warmly, but that only made me realize how deep my problem is.

Even dressed like an Eskimo, Fred is too adorable.

"Well. You guys know the deal. Us to Zonko's, you girls to some girly store, and we all meet at Honeyduke's?" George verbalizes our unwritten routine.

"Actually, the new stock at Zonko's sounds pretty promising. I'll tag along," I say.

"Hey, now that you mention it, I promise Alicia that we'd go look at supplies in Quentin's Quills," George adds.

And then Katie all of a sudden chimes in, "Lee, let's go. Somewhere."

And of course, Lee agrees.

So it's just me and Fred.

"Well. That was… predictable," I comment.

"Ha, if not a bit rehearsed. Anyway. I happen to be headed to Zonko's. Going my way?" Fred asks.

"There's no way I'd rather go," I answer.

It is not far to Zonko's so we go about ten steps before I get a bright idea.

I pick up some snow and make an excellent snowball. I don't know if you know this, but it's a tried and true method to get into some kind of playful fight with a guy to get close. It's the first rule in the book, but effective nonetheless.

The snowball splats on Fred, a few steps ahead of me.

"SHIT! Angie, you'll get it for that one."

I duck behind a tree so he misses me. And then I run like dickens.

He catches up to me at the gate that separates Hogsmeade from the Shrieking Shack.

We are both out of breath and giggling like children.

"You have snow on your face," I tell him.

"Ah. Can't feel it," he replies.

"Had enough?" I ask.

But he hesitates to answer. He's lost in his thoughts.

That happened quickly.

"Fred?"

He comes closer.

"Angie. You know you're my best friend right."

"Yeah, Fred."

"And that's why you have to forgive me when I do this."

He grabs me shoulders and we both fall into the snow.

I manage to regain control and I get on top of him and pummel snow onto his heavily clad chest.

"Oh, no you don't." He flips me over and pins my arms down. "You have to say 'Mercy.'"

"Uh-uh."

"Say ittttt," he whines like a little boy.

"You know Fred, it's really time for you to---"

"Grow up?"

"No. Of course not. I was gunna say go to Zonko's. Race you there!"

I push him off and run to Zonko's. And he didn't think I would be strong enough to get him off, just because I'm a girl. Please, I'm a Gryffindor chaser. I'm no joke.

But even better than that. I can tell he noticed the smell. I saw the desire in his eyes. And there were many occasions where he wanted to get closer to me.

And we haven't even hit Zonko's yet.

XOXOXOXO

Inside Zonko's, Fred comes up to me with skin the color of warm honey.

"Angel. Look at me."

"Fred, that is seriously not a good look for you."

"Yeah, I know. I thought if I tried the darkest of the TAN-dies, I might be as beautiful as you."

"Aww, Fred. Even if that is the STUPIDEST thing you've ever said slash done, I can't help but think that's sweet."

This made Fred cocky. "You want to hug me, don't you. Don't you want to be closer this sweet face?"

"Fred, I'm not touching you until you change back."

I suppose this statement would have been more effective if he didn't fade that second.

"Free sample. Doesn't much last long. So now that I'm back the way you like me, how about that hug?" He was practically begging.

"Oh, Fred. You're so awkward." But I hug him. For a long time.

But I'm such a fool, I enjoy every second of it.

I step back and look at him.

Then I ask him, " Fred, how could you think changing yourself would make you better-looking when you look the way you do?"

"Are you saying that I'm handsome or that I'm white?"

"Both," I answer honestly.

And then he kisses me quickly and chastely.

"I'm sorry, Ang. You run really fast, and you like Zonko's and you're so beautiful and… you smell really amazing, and I didn't know what to do, and… it's about time to go to Honeydukes."

XOXOXOXOXO

"So. How'd it go," Kates asks.

"I'm not sure. He noticed, for sure, he even told me. It drove him crazy. But I think he was a little turned off by the fact that he was turned on. Is that part of the plan?" I ask.

Alicia doesn't seem worried. "We can break him. Listen, he just started to think of you in that way. Of course he's a little freaked."

Katie adds," And there's four more phases to get him used to it. Trust me, we'll have him eating out of the palm of your hand."

"Or wherever the hell else you want," Alicia adds in a very naughty tone.