A/N: I'm back! Sorry for the long tedious wait for an update, but after a few computer glitches my original update of this chapter is now kaput! So I decided to write a new update that I'm quite more pleased with. Do you like it? Review after you read please!

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Quick Disclaimer: The scene in the common room between Ron, Harry and the twins is exactly from the book, I didn't write it. JK Rowling did of course!

Chapter Sixteen

The end of November was now the beginning of December. Instead of the fall leaves on the trees, there was now snow covering traces of green. It was a Friday afternoon and it was the last class of the day. First years, however, had Friday afternoons off and they were seen outside pelting snowballs at each other and running away shouting. Angelina stared at the first years outside of her window longing to be like them: Carefree and happy.

It had been at least two weeks since Oliver had broken up with Angelina through an owl. Sure, for most Hogwarts relationships the kids would be able to move on and start snogging the person right next to them, but for Angelina it was hard even getting up for school in the morning. She'd reminded herself how just a year ago Oliver had started noticing her after a long time of fancying him. She'd reminded herself of the day at Hogsmeade when he asked her to be his girlfriend.

All of a sudden a ball of paper flew across her eyesight and hit the window. She'd looked around and seen a familiar ginger haired mop top give her a wink. She rolled her eyes and smiled back at him as she looked down to read the note, though still feeling his eyes on her.

After Angelina and Oliver's breakup she'd stayed in her room for hours just studying, crying and thinking. However, if Alicia or Katie had ever gone down to the common room with one of Angelina's books to study, she'd always open them to a note from Fred. They'd read something funny but afterwards have something sweet like: He's a fathead anyway! I sent him some ton tongue toffees. Feel better, Angie! – Fred

It would make her smile for a few minutes but then she would eventually go back to drowning herself in her studies or her heartbreak.

Angelina had opened up the paper that showed Oliver with a largely proportioned head, standing with a broomstick as camera's flashed around him. As his smile got bigger so did his head until it exploded. Angelina couldn't help but laugh as she looked up and Fred was laughing too. She threw the paper back at Fred then looked back at the board to notice Professor McGonagall had seen the whole thing.

"Mr. Weasley, Ms. Johnson is there anything you want to tell the class?" Professor McGonagall sternly asked the two.

"No, ma'am" The two said in unison.

"I suggest you save your socializing until after class." Professor McGonagall said, then turning around to write on the board when the bell rang at the same time.

"So Angie…" Fred called out. The class laughed as Professor McGonagall turned around and let out an annoyed sigh. She halted the first person headed for the door. "Please remain seated! Speaking of socializing—"She eyeballed Fred. "I have something to say to you all. The Yule Ball is approaching. The Yule Ball is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and an opportunity for us to socialize with our foreign guests. Now, the ball will be open to only fourth years and above but you may invite a younger student if you wish."

"Here that Fred" A Hufflepuff from the back row had called out. The whole class was laughing, even Angelina as Fred threw another paper ball at the kid, laughing himself.

"Silence!" Professor McGonagall had exclaimed. The class had shushed themselves. "Now…dress robes will be worn and the ball starts on Christmas Day at eight o'clock, finishing at midnight. Now—"Professor McGonagall had then stared yet again at Fred and George Weasley.

"The Yule Ball is a chance for all of us to—em—let our hair down. Because first and foremost, it is a dance. BUT that does not mean that we will be relaxing the standards of behavior we expect at Hogwarts in ANY way! I will be most seriously displeased if a Gryffindor student embarrasses the school in any way."

"Professor McGonagall are you trying to stare a hole into us?" George had asked.

"Class dismissed!" She said, ignoring the comment. The class had rushed up and out now discussing the new topic of the Yule Ball, mostly the girls. And those girls included Katie and Alicia slowly walking out with Angelina discussing the Yule Ball with other girls. Lee, George and Fred waited impatiently by the door.

"Well, I'm taking it the girls are going to want to go to that Mule Ball or whatever Professor McGonagall said…" George trailed off.

"You mean the Yule Ball" Lee corrected him.

"Yeah, whatever…they're the same thing! They're both balls." Fred said.

"Easy for you to say mate, you don't even have a date to the ball." Lee said, nudging George and laughing. Fred seemed relaxed under pressure.

"Please! I know someone, easily!" Fred said, looking through the door seeing Katie and Alicia walking out talking about the ball with Angelina quietly following.

"Angie!" Fred called out, she looked up.

"Want to go to that Mule Ball with me?" Fred asked her. Angelina had then gotten a funny look on her face and quickly shook her head no. The boys 'oohed' and laughed at him as he walked up to her and asked again.

"Whoops, my mistake. I think you heard me wrong. Want to go to the Yule Ball with me?" Fred asked.

Angelina looked right into his eyes. "Well Fred, you heard me right. I said no." She walked on as Katie and Alicia soon looked at Fred and started to giggle along behind her.

Despite rejection, Fred still had a smirk on his face.

"Mate, it's a wonder how you're still smirking! The girl you fancy just turned you down!" Lee said, as if trying to break Fred.

"For the last time Lee, I don't fancy Angie! I was just going to ask her since she'd just broken up with Oliver. There are tons of girls I could still ask!" Fred said in the smoothest way possible. If he weren't such a great liar, then Lee could've seen right through him.

A week had gone by and girls were getting dates at the drop of a hat. However, Fred wasn't one to achieve his goal of getting a date, because he hadn't asked anyone else. He was planning on waiting a week to see how Angelina was feeling before asking her again. Her current feelings were better, although still not herself but improving from locking herself in the girl's dormitory all day.

One night, when everyone else was fast asleep, Angelina had decided to study for the upcoming Potions test the next day. Fred and George had stayed up the night in the dormitory working on more jokes and gizmos for their joke business when George had decided to call it a night. Realizing he left one of his books downstairs, he went to the common room seeing Angelina reading diligently.

He cleared his throat as Angelina jumped. "Merlin, Fred you scared me!"

"Sorry, Angie, I just came down here to get my book." Fred said, walking down the stairs.

"Like you look through it anyways" Angie said right aloud. Fred grinned at her.

He moved behind Angelina's chair and then gave her a hug from behind playfully growling into her ear "Ooh, feisty" Angelina suddenly felt hot.

"Fred!" She exclaimed pushing him away. There was one thing she'd forgotten about Fred—their strange teenage sexual tension. Fred seemed completely okay with it, even when she was with Oliver. It seemed like something that shouldn't happen but Angelina couldn't help but enjoy when he did it. He just grinned yet again and began to laugh.

"Angie, I'm joking, you're so tense!" He said, putting his hands on her shoulders giving her a massage.

"That feels good." She muttered. "I've been up studying all night. I could use a break."

"Well, I know one way you could get a break." Fred said to her.

"Yeah, what's that?" Angelina asked. He reached down and whispered in her ear again.

"Come to the ball with me, Angie." Fred said. Angelina then quickly jumped out of her seat and started to laugh nervously.

"Fred, no" She told him. "There is no way I am going to that ball with you."

Fred rolled his eyes. "Come on, Angelina. You said you wanted a break, I'm offering one to you!"

"Fred, its not that I wouldn't go with you or anything it's just—"

"You're still dwelling over that pathetic bighead Oliver Wood?" Fred interrupted her.

"Fred! I—"

"I know, I know. You're still hurting! But honestly, Angie is drowning into your school work and your books going to do it any better when your best friends are out without you having a good time?"

Angelina was speechless, as she was thinking, so Fred went on. "Honestly I don't even know why you've been hurting for this long. That stupid prat broke up with you through an owl for Merlin's sake! I could say a lot more about how badly you were treated, how much better you deserve and how much fun you could have at the ball, but I'll leave you to think about it. I'm going to bed." Fred gathered his books and headed upstairs.

"Goodnight Angelina." He called out. Angelina had stood there, completely still.

The next day was the last day of the term, and a day before everyone was headed for Hogsmeade to get dress robes for the upcoming Yule Ball. Rumors and excitement were flying everywhere—for example that Dumbledore had gotten the Weird Sisters to play. Fred and George, however, had a more important matter to deal with than potions tests and rumors of their favorite band coming to play. They needed to send out a letter so after class in the common room one day they'd found Harry Potter and their little brother Ron and began teasing him a bit about the ball while asking for his owl, Pig.

"Ron, can we borrow Pigwidgeon?" George asked.

"No, he's off delivering a letter. Why?" Ron suddenly asked.

"Because George wants to invite him to the ball." Fred remarked sarcastically.

"Because we wanted to send a letter, you stupid great prat!" George finished.

"Who do you two keep writing to?" Ron asked.

"Nose out, Ron or I'll burn you for that too." Fred waved his wand threateningly. He quickly glanced over at Angelina, who was talking with Katie and Alicia by the fire place. "So…you lot got dates for the ball yet?"

"Nope" Ron said.

"Well, you'd better hurry up, mate, or all the good ones will be gone." Fred grinned at George who was wondering what his brother was up to.

"Who're you going with then?" Ron asked.

"Angelina" Fred said promptly as his brother shook his head laughing.

"What? You've already asked her?!" Ron asked, clearly taken aback, looking at George for his agreement. He'd just kept laughing.

"Good point." Fred remarked. He then turned his head and called for Angelina in the common room. "Oi! Angelina!"

Katie and Alicia had tapped her and pointed in Fred's direction. The two hadn't talked all day since their discussion the previous night. Angelina wasn't stupid; she knew exactly what he was going to ask.

"What?" She called back.

"Want to come to the ball with me?" Fred asked, as if he'd never asked before. Angelina knew that she could say no; however this time, she'd said something different. She gave Fred an appraising look for fun to try and play with his mind until she'd finally said "All right then.'

They both smiled at each other as Angelina went back to chatting with Katie and Alicia with a big smile on her face and Fred grinned back to Harry and Ron.

"There you go, piece of cake!" Fred told them. The twins got up to send a letter from the school owl as he walked by Angelina sending her a grin. Angelina grinned back. Katie and Alicia giggled on watching the two flirt.

"So this is it? After denying him twice you're going to go to the ball with Fred?" Alicia asked. Angelina shook her head 'yes'.

"Why?" Katie asked.

Angelina let out a deep sigh. "Because, we talked last night and he has a point: I shouldn't be locked up in the girl's dormitory on Christmas, especially since there's a ball going on. We'll all have fun and I'm sure he'll show me a good time."

"Yeah…we're sure too." Katie muttered, winking at Alicia.

"Anyway..." Angelina asked, trying to change the subject of her and Fred together. "Tomorrow we're going dress shopping?"

"No tomorrow the boys are going dress robe shopping. We're going sometime next week so it'll be a surprise!" Katie said in a sing song voice.

"What's a surprise about it? All dress robes are black and white…except that monstrosity poor Ron has." Angelina motioned over to Fred and George's little brother.

"Not them! Us, silly!" Alicia remarked. Angelina rolled her eyes.

"It's just a dress! But…I guess it won't be that bad to dress up for this dance." Angelina smiled at the two as they grinned on.

Although Angelina had just gotten out of her breakup with Oliver, she'd decided that a break from it all would be nice. Sure, going to the ball with Fred wouldn't maker her troubles go away completely, she knew that. But the fact that her best friend had kept trying to make her happy was really nice. She loved the feeling of having somebody there for her like that.