Despite our agreement to call it even I was still sitting on George at breakfast a few weeks later, so when I heard Lee agree to meet Fred and George outside the changing rooms after quidditch practice, I made entirely sure I heard it correctly. This was another opportunity not to be missed. Katie had had it easy, almost no teasing, and no sitting on Lee at all since the beginning of term. We were going to have to make up for it.

Quidditch was just before dinner so my plan would work, I was sure of it. Shortly after lunch I ran into Lee on his own, as I had hoped. "Hey Lee!" Lee turned around

"Hey Lis, what's up?" He asked conversationally.

"Fred and George say to meet them at quarter past six, not six." I told him simply. Lee frowned,

"Are you sure? They specifically said six earlier, why'd they change their minds?" He asked

"Not a clue. I'm just the messenger here, sorry!" I said, thankfully Lee just shrugged.

"Thanks Lis, see you later!" he said, turning back.

"No problem! See you 'round!" mission accomplished.

I walked down to the quidditch pitch with Katie and Angelina, the twins had already gone down, and we nearly ran the risk of being late. It wouldn't have made any difference as Oliver yelled at us for our supposed tardiness all the same. As we walked into the changing rooms Angelina called out to Fred and George who were already half changed.

"Hey guys! Lee says he won't be able to meet you after dinner as he's got loads of homework to." They looked puzzled.

"I swear that's what he was meant to be doing earlier." Said Fred confusedly. She just shrugged.

"Don't shoot the messenger!" she replied simply and went to get changed.

Something you really wouldn't get sometimes by looking at us is the other side of our personality. On the one side we are your average giggling sixteen year old girls who love getting gorgeous and gossiping, not to mention guys. Then there is the side that has been there for much longer and is kind of Tom-Boy.

When we play quidditch we can't afford to care about getting muddy and shit because firstly Wood would yell at us and make us get to the ground and roll in the mud, then we would lose our quidditch match and Wood would alternate between yelling at us and manic depression. To avoid all of that we don't worry about looking great on the quidditch pitch, we worry about quidditch and doing our damn best or else. But sometimes you can go a bit over the top. Oliver always does, manic and obsessed don't even come close.

Practice was exhausting as usual and Wood moaned about us insisting we go to dinner. "Honestly, we only just had lunch and you're hungry already!" he complained loudly.

"Oliver!" protested George, "Lunch was six hours ago, it's dinner now, we need to eat!" Oliver looked like he was about to complain more but then saw that neither twin had put away their beater's bat and it didn't look likely that they would unless he shut up. Oliver was a lot bigger and stronger than the twins (not that they were exactly scrawny) but even he wouldn't be able to stand up against two of them and their magically strengthened and reinforced bats.

I made sure Katie took a while getting off the pitch and by the time we were in the changing rooms Angelina had made sure that only two of the showers worked. We both quickly claimed the two working ones so Katie was forced to wait until we were finished.

Once she was in the shower we took all of her clothes except for her bra and pants and put them in the changing rooms so she'd have to leave the showers to get to them, then walked back the castle. On our way up we passed Lee who stopped us.

"Hey girls! Are Fred and George still in there?" he asked.

"Yep." I lied.

"There's no one else in there so just go straight in." added Angelina. Lee thanked us and walked on. As soon as he was out of sight Angie and I collapsed on top of each other in a massive fit of giggles.

About ten minutes later Katie and Lee sat down at the house table with us, neither of them said a word and they did not sit next to each other as they usually did. I leant over to Angelina and whispered in her ear, "I can't be sure, but I think I can now say, Mission Complete."

This was confirmed in the dorms as we were getting ready for bed. "Why so quiet Katie?" asked Angelina innocently. Katie took a deep breath and sat down on her bed. "Lee walked in on me in my underwear." We tried to restrain ourselves, honestly we did, but it was still a few minutes before we were quiet.

"Oh my god Katie! What happened?" I choked through the remainder of my giggles. "Well I must've left my clothes in the changing room because they definitely weren't there, so I put on my bra and pants and walked into the changing rooms, and I turned around and bent down to pick them up from the floor and I heard this sort of choking sound. I dropped what I'd been holding and turned around, then I saw Lee standing in the doorway looking completely shocked and frozen and staring at me, then he came to his senses and sort of, bolted." She finished.

We did try not to laugh.

It didn't work.

********** George

"What's wrong Lee? You haven't said a word all evening." I noticed. Lee had been staring abstractly into space until my voice woke him up.

"Errm… I, err, I saw, err, I saw Katie in her, in her, err, her, errm, in her pants earlier." Fortunately we were in our dorm at that point as there was a minor explosion as Fred and I reacted to this statement.

"You did WHAT?" yelled Fred.

"You heard me." Replied Lee quietly, his voice shaking slightly.

"What the bloody hell happened there?" I asked, astonished.

"W-well." Stuttered Lee, "I, err, I went down to the changing rooms to find you two. I, I walked in and, and Katie, she, she walked in from the showers." It took quite a long time to extract the whole story from a very shocked Lee. He has long been a sensitive soul. Once he was finished we took him down to Madame Pomfrey to get him something for shock, he was completely out of it. When were back in our dormitory we handed him the little bottle that Madam Pomfrey had said was a sleeping potion and would help with the shock. Obviously we didn't tell her why he was so shocked but we didn't even need to tell her what was wrong. She just took one look at Lee and handed over a potion.

After Lee had downed it and knocked himself out I sat on my bed talking to Fred. I know it sounds really horrible and girly but we tell each other everything. There's no point trying to hide things from the other half of your brain is there? And it's a lot better you telling your brain than having your brain telling you, especially if it's something you don't want to admit. So it's just better and easier to say it.

"Do you, do you reckon she might've meant that to happen?" I asked Fred suddenly. He laughed,

"Yeah George, Katie meant for some guy to walk in on her in her bra and pants. Merlin, I thought you were supposed to be the smart one!"

"Yeah I know Fred, but seriously, no point ignoring it. The girls have been acting really weirdly around us lately, no point in denying it. I mean seriously, Lis has been practically sitting on me every morning at breakfast, Angie was pretty much lying on you that night when she got soaked and now Katie's walking round in her underwear when Lee walks in?"

Fred contemplated this concept seriously for a moment. Obviously something I'd said had struck true for Fred to be serious about something. "You've got a point there George. Do you reckon they're doing dares or something?" I shrugged.

"No idea. Girls are a bloody mystery." Personally I'm very surprised at Lee's reaction, he can try and deny it but he's fancied Katie for ages now, I'd have thought he'd be delighted. "Well, Lee's always been somewhat sensitive around that kind of thing hasn't he." Remarked Fred, reading my mind. "True, true. Even so, if you listen to him in his sleep some nights you'll believe me when I say that that was literally his dream come true."
"I guess the reality was just that bit better." He smirked. Listening to Lee talk in his sleep that night I'd say Fred was right.

********** Alicia

After Katie had recovered from her shock, she realised that we were obviously behind it. After a lot of yelling, screaming and threats we all agreed to call it even. But Angie still made me sit on George in the morning, so I decided to make her sit on Fred at dinner. Then after Katie was asleep we decided that she should sit on Lee at lunchtimes. Even if that would be a little mean after what we'd just done.