I just re-read my whole story from start to finish. Forgive me for this comment, but I really didn't know how funny I was. Haha

Anyways, sorry about those cliff hangers I kept leaving you all with. I'd sure be frustrated if I was left with some of the things I left you all with. (They were perfect cliffies though, cmon)

The end is approaching, but maybe not the VERY end.

I suppose you'll just have to keep reading!

George woke up and hazily looked around the room rubbing his eyes. His head felt like it was about to explode. He looked down at Alicia who had a nice little spot of drool forming on his shirt.

Katie and Lee where sprawled across the floor with their mouths hanging open while Angelina, Fred, and Oliver were squished together on the bed in a tangle of legs and arms.

George gently rolled Alicia off of him began to sit up. The throbbing in his forehead increased greatly and he groaned, cradling his head in his hands. Why did he have to be the first to wake up?

No sooner than the thought had crossed his mind, Fred stirred, trying to look around the room groggily. "Gerroffme," he grumbled trying to untangle himself from Oliver's arms and Angelina legs.

Fred sat on the edge of the bed and clutched his stomach. "Oliver…OLVIER, wake up!"

Oliver moaned and turned around, squinted Fred. "What do you want?"

"What's the spell?" Fred said urgently as his head started to pound.

"Huh?" Oliver said groggily.

George groaned. "The spell, Oliver! The spell!" He whined, waking the others.

"Oh," Oliver said finally, finding his wand and pointing it at Fred who immediately sighed and flopped onto his bed as a cool airy feeling replaced the pounding in his head.

Oliver then repeated the spell on himself and the rest of them until they were all feeling very content.

George laid back down on the floor next to Alicia who smiled at him and snuggled into his shoulder.

"You're a life saver Oliver," Katie said from her spot on the floor.

Oliver stood up and looked at them chuckling to himself. "I think we should have Quidditch practice so you all can detoxify yourselves," he said heading towards the bathroom.

Lee threw a pillow at his head just as he closed the door. "Hey I wanted the shower first!" He whined.

Angelina yawned and went to lie on the floor beside Katie. "Lets not drink again we're married."

"I agree." Katie replied.

"Me too," Alicia sighed.

George sat up. "Whoa, now hold on just a minute…you guys aren't trying to trick us into marrying you or something are you?"

"Shut up, George."

Alicia pulled him back down onto the floor and pulled herself on top on him. George rested his arms around her waist and closed his eyes while Alicia ran her fingers through his hair.

She looked at the room at all of her friends. Lee looked around the room to make sure no one was paying attention and grabbed Katie's hand, as they whispered and laughed. Alicia smiled, taking note to ask Katie about Lee later on.

On the other side of Katie, Angelina was propped up on her elbows talking to Fred who was hanging off the side of his bed. Alicia noticed they were bickering about something. But Angelina starting laughed and playfully whacked Fred across the face. He caught her wrist in his hand and laughed himself.

Alicia kept watching them as their laughter died away and they stared at each other for a few seconds. Angelina quickly moved her hand away from Fred's face forgetting it was there, and looked away.

Alicia frowned slightly. There was an awful lot of tension between those two. Her concern was soon forgotten when George reached up and brushed his fingers across her neck. She shivered and rested her head in his palm.

"Hey handsome," she said, before planting a kiss on his lips.

George flashed her his trademark Weasley smile. "Hey, who were you just spying on?"

"I wasn't spying! Keep your voice down," Alicia hissed, looking to make sure nobody had heard. George raised his eyebrows.

"Right."

Alicia rolled her eyes. "Okay, so maybe I was doing some stealthy observation…"

George tried to sit up and turn his head around but Alicia quickly pushed him back down. "Key word being 'stealthy'."

"Fine, I'll be stealthy," George retorted before rolling Alicia and himself over so that he was on top.

Alicia opened her mouth to argue so George kissed her before she could say anything. He started to pull away but Alicia wouldn't let him. Not that he minded.

George smiled at Alicia who was looking a bit dazed. "Sorry, were you going to say something?"

"Umm…"

George smirked. "Didn't think so." He looked over where Alicia had been looked before, at Angelina and Fred. Fred was trying to tell a joke and Angelina was listening politely. "Well isn't that awkward."

"What?" Alicia asked trying to turn around underneath George. He grabbed her wrists, pinning her to the floor.

"Now, now Alicia, we have to be—what was that word, stealthy?" He said pretending to think about it. Alicia glared at him making him laugh.

George looked to Katie and Lee. "That's new," he said chuckling. "Do you think they're keeping something from us?" He questioned, looking at Alicia.

"Who cares?" She replied, taking him by surprise. She sat up quickly so George was kneeling over her and captured his lips with her own.

Before he knew it, George was the one pinned to the ground with Alicia on top of him. George had been the one in control but in a flash, their roles had been switched.

"Do you two ever stop?" Angelina commented from Fred's bed. Fred had migrated over to Katie and Lee and was busy bugging them about their secrets.

Alicia sat up and brushed off her shirt. "What were you saying?" She said turning around on George's lap so face Angelina.

"Every time I turn around you both are wrapped around each other!"

George sat up and put his arms around Alicia's waist resting his head on her shoulder. "Angelina, I think you're going senile," he said looking concerned.

"Oh, very funny."

"What are you lot still doing in here?" Oliver said emerging from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Katie, Angelina, and Alicia exchanged looks. "Hello, Oliver…!"

Lee rolled his eyes. "Put some clothes on Oliver, before—"

"—NO!" Katie squeaked before she had a chance to stop herself.

"Why not, Katie?" Fred jibed.

Lee glared at her. "Yeah Katie, why not?"

Alicia who had been quietly studying Oliver's physique, noticed was George watching her. To avoid any odd questions she opted for a distraction before she did something stupid, like drool. She quickly turned to George and kissed him fervently and soon all thoughts of Oliver were forgotten.

Everything had happened so fast. One minute they were best friends, then enemies, then an item. Alicia thought it seemed way too good to be true.

For the next few weeks Alicia and George spent few days apart. Some said it was adorable, but others, such as Lee, said it was disgusting. Several times Oliver had to remind them to pay attention during Quidditch as they seemed to distract each other every free moment.

Oliver was already extremely stressed with the approaching Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match. And the weather was looking a lot less than ideal.

When the day of the game finally arrived, the weather conditions couldn't be worse.

"Stop worrying Oliver, we don't mind a bit of rain," Alicia said at breakfast when Oliver wasn't touching his food. The wind howled outside.

George whispered so that Oliver couldn't hear. "If he keeps this up, he'll faint before we get in the air."

"Hey look on the bright said," piped Fred, "maybe he'll get hit by a bolt of lighting!"

Angelina scoffed and looked at him disdainfully.

"What? It would get his energy going wouldn't it?"

Alicia threw an almond at him. "Too bad he's not you, right Fred?"

"Huh?"

Alicia smiled innocently. "Well then all we'd have to do is dangle Angelina in front of you and you'll fly for days."

Alicia yelped as Angelina threw a handful of almonds at her as the others laughed.

Needless to say, the Quidditch game turned out to be a disaster. Fred, George, Angelina, and Alicia sat in the common room after visiting Harry in the hospital wing.

"He fell like 50 feet!" Alicia said as she tied up her damp hair.

"I know, did you see Dumbledore's face?" Angelina said from where she sat next to Alicia in front of the fire.

"I'd be just as mad if the dementors came waltzing into my school," Fred said shaking his hair out on the carpet.

Alicia looked up at George who was sitting on the couch, staring off into space. Alicia reached over and grabbed his hand. He seemed to snap out of his daze and smiled at her.

"Well I'm going to go find Lee," said Fred standing up and stretching. Angelina stood up also.

"Yeah, I think I'll go upstairs. If you see Katie, tell her to hurry up."

"I'll do my best," Fred smirked, grabbing her hand and kissing it soundly. Angelina watched him as he left through the portrait hole and continued to stare even after he had gone.

George and Alicia exchanged looks. "Angelina, have you been stupefied, or is that just me?" George said innocently.

Angelina jumped a little. "Yeah. What? I'm going upstairs, I'll talk to you two later," she said turned and heading towards the staircases.

Alicia stifled a yawn and rested her head on George's knees as he brushed his fingers across her temple.

"George?"

"Hmm?"

"What were you thinking about earlier?" said asked tentatively, turning so that she faced him.

"What are you talking about? When?" George said not meeting her gaze.

"When you were staring off into space."

George shifted a little but smiled at her. "I was day-dreaming about when and I would finally have some privacy."

Alicia looked around remembering Oliver was still down in the showers and Fred and Lee were still not back. She looked back to George grinning. "Looks like your dorm room should be pretty empty…"

"You read my mind," George said, kissing her on the cheek before taking her hand and leading her up to the boys' dormitories.

The rest of the year seemed to flow by without any trouble…at least as far as George and Alicia were concerned. But more and more Alicia had the nagging feeling that George was hiding something from her. Nothing serious, but it was there all the same.

Maybe everything that had happened was too good to be true. Maybe losing the Quidditch match was only the beginning.

Chapter Twenty-One is to be submitted no later than the thirty-first of July.