Okay so this song right here, Torn Between Two Lovers, LISTEN TO IT! Mary MacGregor has an amazing voice and the chorus was a great inspiration for this story. From the start I had this chapter, with this title; all planned out and couldn't wait to get to it. Also, again, wow long wait but let's get over that and move on. Here's a new chapter! Hope you enjoy. I can see the end on the horizon.

PS. Upon completion on this this chapter I didn't like it so I changed the ending and I still don't know if I like it but I am not wanting to fight this chapter's attempts to NOT be written so I'm just gonna go with it and post it. Let me know what you guys think and if it's alright, yes? :)

~Fluffy

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CHAPTER 18-TORN BETWEEN TWO LOVERS

torn between two lovers

feeling like a fool

loving you both

is breaking all the rules

Brooke woke up Monday morning actually feeling ready for the day for the first time in months. Even though the girls were still giving her a hard time, she had gotten over it and moved on; there was no point in dwelling on it. She was bubbly as she got ready for the day and was surprised when she saw Bailey come into her dorm and sit down on her bed.

"What. The. Hell," said Bailey.

"What?" Brooke asked, too surprised to even tell her to watch her language.

"So apparently third years aren't privileged to the same gossip as everyone else and I just recently learned that you went on two separate dates with a certain set of Weasley twins."

"It was barely two days ago and I haven't seen you."

"I'm not invisible or on the other side of the castle, Brookey, this is big! How was it, did they both do good?"

"Absolutely, Bails, they both gave me such a perfect day, it's actually made me forget this whole girl vendetta against me."

"It must have been good to ignore that the all the girls dislike you and one even pushed you into the lake."

"Thanks for reminding me."

"Only here to help."

Brooke leaned back against the headboard of her bed and Bailey leaned back so her head was on Brooke's knee and she was looking up at her upside down.

"Any luck deciding which one you like more?" asked Bailey.

"I thought I would but I just keep envisioning me telling one of them and then I can just see the light die in the other's eyes. Bailey, I can see their heart break like they're in front of an x-ray machine," said Brooke. "Things are good right now but it can't go on like this."

"They gave you the choice to pick one of them, consequences aside, it's going to hurt but in the end it will all work out."

"I really want to believe that."

"I'm only 13, Brooke, and I can't tell you what to do or even begin to understand what you're going through but when friendship is torn it usually can't be repaired, at least not to where it was. You have to put things right before your relationship with the twins can't be fixed, you can't worry about hurting one of them, if you do nothing you'll hurt them both."

"How do you knowingly and willingly hurt someone so much?"

"By bringing someone else substantial joy."

Brooke leaned down and kissed Bailey on the forehead.

"Thanks, Bails, you've been the best through all of this," said Brooke. "I know we've fought but when I really needed you, you've been here for me."

"I'll always be here when you need me, sis," Bailey said, standing up. "But don't expect me to stop teasing you anytime soon."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

Bailey winked at Brooke and then left her dorm and Brooke thought over everything that Bailey had said and knew she had a good point. She was going to hurt either Fred or George in the worst way but then in the same way she was going to make the other extremely happy. It was a win/lose situation but she just wished the lose didn't have such terrible repercussions. She stood up and walked out of her dorm and into the common room. There were people walking around and talking, stuffing their bags with books and finishing up last minute homework. It was like any other day that Brooke had ever had, if she squinted it was like she was back in first year, walking through the common room with Fred and George on each side of her, giving her strength.

She was surprised when she saw some of the girls looking at her and some even smiling and Brooke wondered what had happened. It was only a few and it was mainly ones that Brooke didn't know personally.

"I've told everyone to stop," said Angelina, standing next to Brooke with her arms folded. "I told them that I was overreacting and that what we were doing was too harsh. Some of them agreed but someone of them still have their own opinion on everything and still don't like you."
"I bet I know who the new ringleader is," said Brooke, sighing. "Thanks, Ang, I know I hurt you and I really appreciate you sort of forgiving me or at least not being vengeful anymore."

"It took you getting pushed in the lake for me to realize that what I started was really childish, I don't want you to get hurt again because of me."

"I don't blame you for that, Ang, you're not the one who pushed me in."

"How do you know?"

Brooke opened her mouth to reply and then quickly shut it, realizing Angelina had been trying to get out of her who pushed her in the lake.

"You know who did it," said Angelina. "Who was it, Brooke?"

"Come on, Ang, I don't want to start something else," said Brooke.

"Well, now I know it was someone you know, I'll figure it out."

"It's over now, there's no point dragging it back up."

"That person could have really hurt you, I can't just let them get away with it."

"She won't try it again, just let it go, I did."

Angelina sighed but let the matter drop.

"I miss our friendship," said Angelina.

"I miss you," Brooke said.

"I told you that I didn't know if we could be friends but I think we could again, just not until all of this with Fred and George is settled."

"Okay, Ang, if that's what you want."

"It is, it was nice talking to you like this again."

"It was."

Angelina turned and left and Brooke watched her go, surprised that Angelina was willing to be friends with her again. She never thought Angelina would forgive her that much and it really brought her happiness. It would be time for classes soon and Brooke decided to grab some breakfast, she was genuinely hungry, which wasn't something she had been for the last few weeks. She walked out of the dorm and down the stairs until she reached the main floor, when she stepped in the great hall it was like immediate noise reached her ears. Everyone was talking, their voices higher as they attempted to speak over the other. Brooke had actually missed this, she had been so caught up in her problems that everything else had been background noise. She saw Lee sitting near the edge and walked over to him happily, glad to have someone to eat with.

"Lee!" Brooke said, plopping down next to him and noticing he was still wearing a hat.

"Brooke," Lee said, grinning. "You seem chipper this morning."

"It's a good day, I see you're still waiting for your hair to grow back."

"The twins are working on something to speed up the process but I don't know if I'll trust it."

"You're right to be suspicious."

Brooke put some food onto her plate and began to eat, watching the yellow yolk of her egg spill over the sides of her toast.

"How's the decision making going?" Lee asked, sipping on a glass of chocolate milk.

"Still lots of thinking going on," Brooke replied.

"Any hints you can give me?"

"Course not, Lee, can't have you running your mouth."

Brooke pushed him playfully with her shoulder and finished the last bite of her egg laden toast before standing up and Lee stood with her.

"What class do you have first?" he asked, pulling down his hat self consciously.

"Charms," Brooke answered.

"I'm off to Trelawney, don't be too jealous."

"I'm absolutely green with envy; I'll see you in History of Magic later."

Brooke waved Lee goodbye and went to grab her bag before heading off to her first class. Her high spirits lasted her throughout the entire day and she made it through her classes without getting in trouble. Except in History of Magic when Lee told her a joke and she couldn't help the giggles that forced their way from her mouth. Professor Binns was very patient though and had just given her a warning. After all her classes had ended for the day, Brooke decided she needed a bit of alone time to think. She walked up to her dorm and curled up in her bed, pulling out the memory book she had continually added to since she was young.

It included pictures of her family and friends and copious amounts of the twins. She flicked through the book, recalling all the things she'd done with the boys throughout the years. Holidays, sleepovers, pranks, ditching, and just general troublemaking. Brooke thought back through the years, each picture bringing a memory back to her. The twins were always there for her, always the same, doing everything a boy should for a girl but there were slight differences. Fred tended to be decisive, telling Brooke what she had to do and pushing her more to do things when she didn't want to do them.

George was freer, doing what Brooke wanted and always trying to be helpful and understand why she didn't want to do something. Neither one was bad but they were just different, it was odd to think how the twin's personalities varied, they were so alike in every other way. She thought back to the dates she had had with the twins the day before and she knew George had basically let Brooke decide how things went between them, while Fred had been expecting more. It had always been that way between them and Brooke knew which personality she preferred, which twin treated her the way she preffered and gave her everything she wanted. Brooke didn't need a reality check or to have someone keep her in line, she just needed to be loved and for that love to be shown freely.

She knew which twin she wanted to be with, the one who meshed with her personality better. In the end it all came down to who had always treated her just a little bit more to her liking, there was nothing else to decide between, her feelings for them both were too equal to decide that way. She came to the last page in her memory book and saw the photo of the previous Christmas and the presents she had gotten. Brooke was holding up a gold necklace with an emerald gem, nesting inside a twisting dragon. The box it had come in was unmarked and Brooke never knew who had gotten it for her but it had been exactly what she wanted since she had seen it in the store. She smiled as she looked at it and then it hit her suddenly that she had been with the twins when she saw the necklace.

Or more so the group of necklaces, each with different dragons, gems, and lengths. Brooke hadn't said a word about wanting one, just stared a minute before moving on and a certain twin had randomly asked what Brooke's favorite dragon was, while the other talked about moving on to the Quidditch shop. It hit Brooke instantly that he had gotten her the necklace, the dragon picked was her favorite and no one else knew that Brooke had been looking at the necklaces. She felt a warmth inside her stomach at realizing that he had been so observant that he had picked her perfect present by watching her and asking her one question. Brooke touched her picture and then closed the book and pulled the necklace from the velvet case it had been in and clipped it around her neck. She knew the necklace wasn't cheap and wore it scarcely as she was always afraid she'd lose it.

Which was something else that came to her mind, how had he afforded to buy her such a pricey trinket? She headed out of her dorm and entered the common room, it was time for Brooke to make her choice and she knew which twin was meant for her, without a doubt.