Ok people, chapter four is up, i've decided i'm going to continue the story, thanks to all the lovely reviews i have, and i love it to much to give up! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed or added to favourites or alerts, it means a lot to know people are enjoying this.

Disclaimer: if i was JK Rowling this would be a novel and not FANFICTION so no nothing belongs to me.

Dear Diary,

It's now ten o' clock and there are refreshing charms all round. When we got up, I was last (as per usual) and was attacked by hugs and "Happy Birthday Ange/Angelina not a ballerina/ Angelina and other various nicknames. Jeez I love my friends. Am scribbling this in the great hall at breakfast, it's early but am very hyper whee!

Oh mail! Ooh, lots of birthday cards, even my brothers managed to remember, oh presents to bless them, quidditch gloves from Tim and a new broom compass from Dan, weird, they are never so… thoughtful. Oh. Wait, must pay attention, Alicia is talking to me.

Ah right, they are heading for Hogsmeade after breakfast; by they I mean the loves young dreamers, Katie and George, and Lee and Alicia. Better put this away temporarily, Katie is looking sneakily at me.

Later

Interesting day. Sometimes I wonder whether or not Hogwarts is not a school but an asylum, its full of very crazy people! Seriously, I don't think people's brains are like fully functioning. Like, there was Oliver, with his cute Scottish accent and rugged handsomeness, I don't know if that's a word but you know, who is married to quidditch, that boy has a one track mind (well he's left Hogwarts but still). Then last year was that crazy Moody, who is one of my Dad's friends, who likes to transfigure people into ferrets and bounce them, though Malfoy did deserve it. Then again he wasn't the real moody. What about little Colin Creevey who stalks Harry Potter with his camera? Oh yes, and then there's the Weasley twins and the rest of my friends.

So I was walking down some corridor past a statue of the one eyed witch, once everybody had left me for Hogsmeade and suddenly somebody comes up behind me, grabs me from behind and opens a secret passageway. The mystery assailant and I plummeted down a hole and reached the bottom, I still couldn't see who it was but I used the good old SING method. Elbowed them in the stomach, tread on the instep, head butt them and the kick their groin. I pride myself that I am an adept user of SING.

Then I hear "blimey Ange, that hurt." I turn round, now free, and who should be standing there but… Fred sodding Weasley. I swear my jaw fell as deep as the Grand Canyon.

"It was supposed to." I say, annoyed. "What kind of idiot grabs their friend from behind and takes them down a secret passage without so much as a warning or word?" I ask, my voice, well raised to say the least, and raising one eyebrow, which is a talent I have actually always possessed.

"Angie, are you calling me an idiot?" Asked Fred, innocently.

"Of course I'm calling you an idiot you imbecile!" I screech. "And don't call me Angie!" I add, noticing the use of that infernal, horrid nickname which I loathe above all the others. He grins, I almost felt weak at my knees, which was of course the shock of being grabbed from behind, duh. Yes the shock, it must have been.

"Oh so I'm an imbecile now am I?" He asks, I glare, and rush down the passageway, to find a way which could I escape by, I couldn't find a way so I stormed off back down, only to have my hand grabbed by Fred's and be pulled round to face him. Yes, very close.

"Ange." He said, rather bossily, but in a nice way. "Look stop being so typically you and flying off the handle and hear me out." He said calmly. The cheek! I thought, though kept my silence.

"Fine, why did you grab me from behind and bring me down a secret passageway?" I asked, it was a question I had been curious about for a while now. Smiling the cocky git went,

"What you mean you didn't enjoy being grabbed from behind by Fred Weasley, one of the most eligible blokes at Hogwarts?" I snorted with laughter,

"No I did not!" I told him, though there was something about it, which had seemed exciting.

"Well come this way and I'll show you." So I allowed him to drag me off down the passageway and up through a trapdoor.

I looked up; we seemed to be in the cellar of Honeydukes. "Why are we in honeydukes cellar?" I asked, obviously not too curiously.

"Astute this one, to notice that." He replied, which earnt him a soft punch on the arm.

"Ow, yeah alright, we're in here because it's a quicker way to get into Hogsmeade." At last, an explanation, it took him long enough.

"You know if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade we could have just gone with the others." I said. Wondering why on earth he had to try to kidnap me to get me to go to Hogsmeade. "It might have saved you unnecessary pain, and drama on both our parts." I said.

" For one did we really want to be stuck with the oh so happy couples giving us a free display of affection?" He asked, eyebrows raised, "Two, this way is much quicker, and three, Ange, just humour me." I nodded, even though his last comment hardly constituted as a reason. Somehow we managed to get into Honeyduke's without being noticed by anyone, went for a quick look round the shops and a drink in the three broomsticks.

When we finished our drinks, we began walking, I wasn't sure exactly where we were going, so I just followed Fred. We came to a hill, and after quite a substantial climb, we got to the top, looking over onto a very pretty field with a wood on the edge. We sat down on a rock and started to talk, just generally, and then Fred pulled out a box wrapped in shiny red paper, and gold ribbons hanging off.

"Happy birthday Ange." He smiled, handing me the box, I took it and opened it, to find a very pretty, silver bracelet with a broomstick charm on it, shimmering in what remained of the sunlight, which was going down just beyond the valley we were looking into.

"Thanks, it's lovely." I said, smiling up at him, and swiftly, I kissed him on the cheek. His ears turned pink, shortly followed by his cheeks, and I felt my own cheeks begin to burn, what the hell had I done? Oh My God. I kissed Fred Weasley, something that Angelina Johnson doesn't do. Except at the Yule ball, just to say I had a great night, you know, in a friendly sort of way. One detail that Katie and Leesh will never find out about.

We got back to the castle at about six thirty, and once everyone had gone up to bed we had another party, was most fun. Lots of sugar…mmm sugar, oh and the highlight of the evening was probably the game of "twenty one truths" a variation of "twenty one dares" that Alicia and I came up with in first year. Basically it's twenty one dares but truths, so each person can say up to four numbers and whoever says twenty one has to answer a question truthfully.

Katie got it first. "Did you or did you not once have a crush on Oliver Wood?" Alicia asked, grinning evilly. Katie's cheeks turned a rather astonishing shade of pink.

"Um…" She attempted to deny, Alicia raised her eyebrows and Katie relented. "Oh alright I did." She confessed rather quickly turning even pinker.

"Ha I knew it!" Alicia accused triumphantly.

"Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?" George asked Lee, who also blushed.

"Yes." He admitted. "But it was in primary school!" He defended himself.

"Have you ever truly hated anyone?" I asked Alicia, who shook her head. We would have known if she had been lying, because we had cast a Pinocchio charm on each of us to detect anything untruthful, and her nose hadn't grown a millimetre.

"Ah, isn't our 'Licia lovely?" Cooed Fred, and his punishment was that he was next.

"Have you ever had a crush on anybody in this room?" Katie asked him. To everybody's surprise he replied with a

"Yes." Katie's eyes looked like they were about to fall out, as did Lee's and George's.

"Who?" Asked George quickly. Fred smirked.

"That wasn't part of the question now was it brother dear." The rest of us groaned as the answer had sparked out interests, though my money was on Alicia before Lee started going out with her. It was unlikely to be Katie when his twin had been going out with her for years now, but then again you can't help who you fall for... can you?

I'd carry on but I'm very tired and there wasn't much else interesting that emerged after that, and we have quidditch practise tomorrow. After we had played that, it was present giving time, so I'll write a list of what people gave me.

Fred: As stated, beautiful bracelet, which was ever so thoughtful, I have never known him to be quite so thoughtful before, which is odd, and it must have cost him a fortune, I did think about telling him I couldn't accept it, but he can me as stubborn as I can.

Alicia and Katie: tickets for the three of us to go on a girlie trip to see the Weird Sisters in concert!!!!! Amazing, I really can't wait, it's going to be awesome.

Lee: A selection of honeydukes best (always appreciated me being the chocoholic I am) and a load of photos, which can go into my album of us all I have kept since fist year.

George: a bottle of what looks like bright pink perfume (will have to check out later)

At about one we decided to go to bed, and now I'm here in bed writing this, it's strange to think that I've been of age for a year now, it doesn't seem all that long ago since I got hauled back into the boat after trying to stroke the giant squid on the way to the sorting, and I pushed Percy Weasley into the lake by accident. Anyway, quidditch practice tomorrow at ten thirty so must sleep in order to be up and a good example to rest of the team.

Hope you enjoyed chapter 4 people, please review, any is muchly appreciated, anything you would like to see happen or constructive criticisms are valued! I hope this chapter was a better length i'm experimenting, next chapter we will see some more quidditch, and don't forget the little things about this chapter- some things that have been mentioned will crop up again and there are a couple of clues...

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