Hey everyone, thank you SOOO much for your reviews. I'm sorry I made you all wait so long at a cliffhanger like that! I had the rest of the story completely finished but all of a sudden I gotten tons and TONS of new ideas so I've been changing things like mad. Especially with Deathy Hallows and everything...well you know.
I think you'll like the overall ending better though, if I don't change my mind again.
: D

With out a second glance she and turned and headed for the door as soon as she could before George could finish his sentence.

She shoved her way through a crowd of people in the doorway, ignoring George as he called her name.

It was dark outside and the wind slammed into forcefully, the cold piercing her skin. Her hair was being blown all over the place as she headed down the street aimlessly, hoping she wouldn't run into anyone she knew.

George doesn't want to be with me anymore. No matter how many times she thought it in her head, she just couldn't seem to wrap her head around it.

She wasn't in love with George of course. That would be ridiculous. It was just…surprising that he—she had seen the signs but she never thought he would actually…

A tear leaked out of her eye, followed by a couple more. Just thinking about her feelings for George was painful. She gasped for breath, willing herself not to start sobbing. He must have been using her, it was the only thing that made sense. Why would he kiss her so wonderfully right before he broke her heart? He was supposed to be her best friend, how could he just throw her away?

"Alicia!" George grabbed her and made her turn to face him. She hadn't heard him come up behind her over the howling of the wind.

She sniffed and quickly wiped her eyes before she looked at him. "Yes?" She said in a surprisingly steady, casual tone.

George had a concerned look on his face. "Where are you going? Alicia, I'm sorry! I'll just tell Fred that—"

Alicia interrupted him. "Fred? What about Fred?" What did Fred have to do with it?

George looked at her uncertainly. "Fred and I were going to spent most of our time at Hogsmeade together, but it's okay…I'll just tell him—"

Alicia's face suddenly broke out into a smile. "You were going to spend the day with Fred? That's it?"

"Yes, I thought—"

Alicia let out a yelp of relief and practically knocked George over with the force of her hug. George was looking at her oddly as she beamed at him.

"Well go on then, don't keep him waiting!" She said pushing him back the way he came. She couldn't believe it. He wasn't going to break up with her, it was a miracle. She couldn't hold in the squeal of excitement that escaped her lips and George looked at her apprehensively

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, looking as bewildered as ever.

Alicia gave him another hug and hopped around a little bit. "Of course, why wouldn't I be? I'll see you back at the castle, alright. Give Freddie a hug from me!"

She then gave him a little wave and turned back around heading for Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop. George watched her for a little while and then shaking his head, turned and headed back to Zonko's joke shop. Who invented girls, and why are they so confusing? He thought, trying to find some reason for Alicia's sudden mood swing.

Alicia burst through the doors of Scrivencraft's causing the little man who working there to jump. She looked around for Angelina and Katie. She spotted them over by a shelf filled to the top with different coloured quills. Angelina was holding up a long shiny black one with a scowl on her face. Alicia quietly approached them from behind.

"Katie, why can't we just get her this one? It's simple and it's classy. She might not like one of those," Angelina said, motioning to the violet fuzzy quill Katie was holding.

Katie frowned right back. "She's not going to like that one, it's bland. It's boring."

"She'll like it more than that fuzz-ball thing you're holding up. It's completely ridiculous!" Angelina said loudly, crossing her arms.

Alicia stepped forward. "I really don't think she'll like either, but that's just my opinion," she said finally with a smirk on her face.

Angelina and Katie turned around instantly. "Alicia!" they exclaimed happily. Katie threw herself into Alicia's arms.

"I thought you'd be with George," Angelina said, the silky black quill hanging loosely at her side. Katie's was lying on the floor.

"I decided to come find you two, he had things to do with Fred," Alicia replied once Katie had released her. "I see you two were trying to find me a new quill?" Alicia said grinning.

Angelina rolled her eyes. "Yes, but I guess we're not quill-picking material," she said glumly.

Katie was looking at Alicia with a strange look on her face. She nudged Angelina. "Hey Angie, I think Alicia's spending too much time with the twins."

Alicia frowned. "What are you talking about?"

Katie looked like she was fighting giggles. "Alicia, you have the Weasley Smirk."

Alicia gasped looking appalled. "I do not!"

"Katie you're right! No wonder I kept thinking of Fred when I looked at her," Angelina said laughing.

Alicia crossed her arms. "I hardly doubt that had anything to do with me," she said crossly.

Angelina stopped laughing immediately.

"Oh come on you two, let's go," Katie said. "Hurry up and pick out your quill, George," Katie said to Alicia.

Alicia glared daggers but turned back to the shelf and plucked a royal blue quill out of the assortment. It has little flecks of gold on it.

"I don't know why you both didn't just pick this one, it's easily the best one here," Alicia said striding over to the counter to pay for it.

After the cashier, a short bald man with a squeaky voice, put her quill into a small bag, Alicia hooked arms with Angelina and Katie and the three girls headed out into the cold.

The rest of the weekend seemed to go pretty smoothly. Fred and George let off half a dozen dungbombs in the common room in celebration and managed to sneak some butterbeer up from the kitchens despite Percy's insistance that they go to bed.

The won the Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw game, (Alicia pointing out that Roger Davies was the captain) and everyone's mood seemed to have been boosted a considerable amount.

That is, until Professor McGonagall uttered the words no one wanted to hear. "Your O.W.L.s are scheduled to start within the next three weeks," she said to the Transfiguration class.

Alicia, Angelina, and Lee groaned along with the rest of their class. Except for Fred and George, who weren't paying too much attention.

Things had been great. Fred, George, Lee, Katie, Alicia and even Angelina all seemed to be getting along perfectly. The year seemed to be gliding on by. Apart from Sirius Black breaking into Gryffindor again and scaring Fred and George's little brother to death, causing the entire castle to be searched again, Alicia would say things had been almost perfect.

Angelina and Fred had gotten extremely close and lost the awkwardness they previously had. There was definitely something going on between Katie and Lee, although they hid it extremely well. If only their O.W.L.s didn't exist.

Alicia and George hadn't fought in ages, although he and Fred would occasionally disappear for a couple of hours, Alicia had gotten used to it and assumed it was just a twin thing. Lee said they were brainstorming about something, but when weren't the twins planning something?

It was during those last three weeks, that the happiness that was keeping everything together seemed to die out.

Alicia studied furiously wishing she had started earlier, cutting her time with George extremely short. Everyone's nerves were running short and outbursts of annoyance seemed to be inevitable.

Patricia Stimpson had already fainted three or four different times. Fred and George watched as she was carried out of History of Magic to the hospital wing.

"That's unfair, that is," Fred muttered to George as Professor Binns droned on in the background. He motioned to Patricia as the door closed behind her.

George snorted. "I reckon she's gotten out of five classes by now, consequence free!"

"Where's the justice in that? Little Miss Fainty gets to miss out on…" Fred listened to Professor Binns for a moment. "…the Giant Wars of 1707!"

George rolled his eyes. "I would pay a lot of money to be able to get out of things like that…especially since its O.W.L. year."

George looked at Fred who was peering at him. Slowly, their faces broke out into identical devilish smiles. That was it!

"If you're thinking…"

"What you think I'm thinking…"

They paused. "Why didn't I think of that!" They exclaimed.

"And to think all this time we've been working on those stupid punching telescopes!" Fred said shaking his head.

Fred and George were itching for class to be over. Their heads were swarming with ideas. George looked at Fred as Proffessor Binns droned on in the background. "We're going to be so rich," he said, silently high-fiving his twin.

And from that moment on, Fred and George didn't waste any time putting their plans into action. If Alicia had thought they were disappearing before, it was nothing compared to what they were doing now. Any free moment they had was spent putting all their effort into figuring out what and how they were going to do.

Having long since given up studying, Fred and George had a lot of free time to work on their ideas, in various secret places in the castle.

Of course that meant Alicia couldn't find them anywhere.

Sorry it's not longer, I had to end it there.
But at least I decided to give you all a break on the cliffhangers! Well sort of...

Heres a couple sneak peeks at the next chapter:

Maybe the reason she hadn't seen him in so long was because he didn't want to see her. Maybe he was avoiding her and was planning to end it anyways. If she didn't get a chance to have a good conversation with him soon, she'd never be able to sort out her feelings.

But he's so sweet, part of her argued. She didn't want to leave her Georgie. She really didn't.

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