Chapter Four

Fred woke up around 12 noon that Saturday afternoon looking for one person, and one person only: Angelina.

It was a complicated story between those two. When they had first met in detention their first year they had hated each other, it was a well known fact. However one incident between the two in their third year had caused them to be great friends. They had hung out quite frequently since their friendship began, and even more since Fred's twin brother George was dating Alicia Spinnet, Angelina's best friend. Also in their group was Lee Jordan, a boy who had spend as much time doing practical jokes as the twins, but also spend a lot of his time hitting on Angelina, and Katie Bell, a fourth year who was a fellow chaser with Angelina and Alicia on their house's quidditch team. However, he had a problem that only one person in the group could solve:

Fred was failing Charms and Angelina was the smartest girl he knew. Although he'd known many girls, as well as dated them, most of them didn't want to discuss the excitement of learning a new charm like Angelina did. Although when it came to quidditch and academics she was a nerd, Fred didn't mind it, he thought it was kind of cute.

He rushed his clothes on and ran downstairs into the common room, hastily searching for Angelina as she was found talking to Alicia and Katie.

"Angie, could you help me out?" Fred asked her hastily.

"Sure, Fred, what is it?" she asked.

"Could you help me out with Charms possibly?" Fred asked.

Angelina looked at both Katie and Alicia with a silly grin on her face, as all three of them began to spat out laughter.

"Oh, Fred, what's the real reason you came over here?" Angelina smiled at him.

"That's it! It's the only class I'm failing and the only block to my mum sending me a howler saying I can't go to Hogsmeade next weekend! Come on Angie, please?" Fred begged teasingly pouting with his lips.

Angelina hesitated for a minute, and then gave in.

"Well, alright. I suppose we could study after quidditch and supper." She sighed. Fred smiled at her and bombarded her with a hug.

"But don't you be late Fred Weasley! And don't stand me up all because Patricia Stimpson wants to go show you her new Weird Sisters album or something." Angelina said, half-jokingly. Whenever the two were alone together he had always left to go see her, and Angelina was quite sick of it.

"I can't believe you're going to try to tutor Fred Weasley!" Katie squealed. "He couldn't charm himself out of a wet paper bag!"

"I don't see what the big deal is. After all he is my best guy mate. I'm just helping him out." Angelina said, but the girls eyed her suspiciously.

"I don't know, Angelina, I think he wants more than just charms help." Alicia said, noticing Angelina's disgusted face.

"Alicia, you're mad! It's just some help on some charms homework, its nothing. Besides, I'm already tyring to charm somebody else." Angelina said, then gazing above the couch at her quidditch house captain Oliver Wood.

The girls then giggled and went on to talking on the couch.

Fred had climbed out of the portrait of the Fat Lady to find George and Lee on their way to the Gryffindor common room. He quickly walked up to them.

"Finally! I thought you'd accidentally had one of our fainting fancies last night and passed out." George said.

"I just had a lie-in, that's all. I woke up and asked Angie for some Charms help—"

"Angelina! Isn't she looking quite fit today?" Lee said, staring off into space thinking about her. Fred eyed Lee. Lee had liked Angelina for a long time, and it was getting quite annoying to hear him talking like that about her.

"Sure, I suppose…actually I wanted to stop and talk to—"

"Hi Fred!" There she was, and Fred didn't even have to look. Patricia Stimpson was a girl with long curly blonde hair, ravishing brown eyes and smooth-looking skin that Fred had thought much of now in their fifth year.

"Oh, hello Patricia these boys were just heading on their way." He smiles at her, a notion for George and Lee to go back to the common room. They quickly rushed ahead as Fred gave her a smile.

"So what's up?"

"Nothing much, really. I just thought I would stop by and say 'Hello' to you. Are you going to Hogsmeade next weekend by any chance?" Patricia asked.

"Yes, I was hoping to go to Zonko's and get some new—" Fred started, seeing the look of disinterest on Patricia's face, Patricia was more into Fred's looks than his personality and sense of humor. She found it 'juvenille'.

"Oh. Well, possibly when you're done with that would you like to meet me somewhere?" Patricia asked him.

He wasn't surprised she was being so forward. She was the fittest girl at Hogwarts and could have any bloke she pleased.

"Well of course! Why wouldn't I want to?" For once Fred Weasley didn't have anything clever to say back and he just stood there smiling.

"Cool." Patricia then went on her tiptoes and kissed Fred on the cheek. He was over six foot. "So we'll talk later?"

"Of course." He smiled, beginning to blush through his ginger hair as Patricia went down the hallways.

Fred ran back to the common room, about to tell everyone who the lucky bloke was who was taking Patricia Stimpson to Hogsmeade.