Eventually Oliver stopped being suicidal and everyone got used to us girls all sitting on their laps for meals, yes we were still doing that a month later, but that didn't make the occasional exchanged glance any less awkward. Another Monday meant another morning of divination then double potions. Joy.

After telling Angelina that seeing lots of fog in a crystal ball means that you're a crap seer I went down the North Tower stairs with my friends. Katie went to Ancient Runes and Fred and George turned up, offering to escort us to potions.

"Today you will be making amourtentia." Announced Snape, "The world's most powerful love potion. I personally consider it utter madness for this to be taught at Hogwarts, especially to fifth years but, unfortunately this is not my decision and your headmaster has decided that you should learn to make it so… It is my prediction that you will all fail miserably. You have until the end of the lesson. You will make it in pairs with the person next to you. Go!"

And with that cheerful announcement we set off. I was next to George and Angelina to Fred so we paired up. With Snape's optimistic prediction in my head I was hugely glad that I was with the smarter twin. Fortunately none of us are that bad at potions, even Fred and George, although they're better at inventing their own than making someone else's.

After an hour and three quarters steam started to rise from our cauldron in the spirals described by the textbook and I was thrilled. I'd never expected to do this well. "Oh my god, what is that smell?" cried Angelina looking up suddenly. The rest of us looked up too, trying to work out what she'd smelled. "What, what is it Angelina?" I asked, slightly panicked. This wouldn't be the first time that someone's potion had started emitting toxic fumes. "No don't worry it's fine, but there's just the most amazing smell!" George looked up from the textbook he'd been looking at,

"Couldn't be our potion could it?" he enquired. Angelina leant over our table to smell it properly,

"Yes! That's it, it's an amazing smell. How did you know it was coming from there?" George jabbed a finger at the textbook,

"Says in there that it's supposed to smell of what attracts us, so Angie, what do you smell?" She took another sniff,

"I can smell vanilla and quidditch-" she began but I cut her off,

"Don't be stupid Angie, you can't smell quidditch!"

"You so can! It smells like fresh air and quaffle leather and sweaty robes-" she argued, but I interrupted again.

"I'm sorry, sweaty robes! How are they remotely attractive?" I asked incredulously.

"Well, it depends whose they are." She said and winked suggestively with half a glance at the twins. I giggled and blushed a bit. "Point taken. What else?"

"Fred what do you smell?" she asked quickly, giving me a discreet warning look. Evidently the third thing that attracted her could not be said in front of the twins. Both of the twins said they smelled apples, like the smell in the orchard where they played quidditch and the smell of oiled wood like beaters bats then asked me.

"I smell freshly baked cupcakes and I guess a sort of quidditchy smell like Angelina, but no sweaty robes I'm afraid." I smiled. Now we had all held back on our third smell. I knew mine and Angelina's but what were the twins holding back?

********** George

There was no need to ask why Fred was so angry; I felt the same way too. I was just a little better at hiding it. "I can't believe they didn't tell us what they smelled in potions! We told them!" burst out Fred, throwing his fork back down onto his plate before eating the sausage he had speared onto it. Wow, he must be upset.

"To be fair Fred, we weren't entirely honest either. We didn't tell them our third smells. Maybe it's the same reason." Fred looked up at me angrily

"That's only because our third smells were them! Surely they could tell us who they fancy, it's obvious that's what the smell was, but you'd think they'd tell us, I mean, we're their best friends!" Stormed my twin.

"Yeah," I laughed, "Friends who fancy the pants off them." I said, taking a chunk out of a piece of steak. It was kind of hard fancying your best friend, it made things more difficult though we'd been doing great hiding it these past few years. For some reason it had just gotten worse lately so everything that had been natural before the summer like Alicia sitting on me now felt weird and kind of awkward. Fred smiled around the sausage he had not neglected for long.

********** Alicia

Me and Angelina went up to the dorms after potions to dump our bags before going back down to lunch. Just as we were walking across the common room, Katie ran into us, grabbed our wrists and pulled us back up the stairs onto our dormitory again.

"Katie what the hell is this?" I asked, rubbing my wrist.

She gestured for us to give us a minute while she got her breath back. Honestly, it wouldn't take her this long even if she'd run all the way from the great hall. She trains under our Mad Captain too. She was just using this pause for effect and loving every moment of the drama she'd created. Finally she seemed ready to tell us, which she then did at top speed.

"Basically, I went to the great hall to get a bit to eat before coming up here when I heard Fred and George talking angrily. They were saying something about, "You'd think they'd tell us" and "Best friends" and they kept talking about the third smell or something and stuff, and then one of them was like "Friends who fancy the pants off them" and the other one agreed!"

Despite this long and slightly confusing speech we understood exactly what Katie was trying to tell us. "So you're saying they fancy us?" asked Angelina excitedly. Katie beamed at us and nodded, Angelina let out a little shriek of happiness.

"Oh my god, do you think they're going to ask us out or… What?" Katie had stopped smiling now,

"Well, it's just that they sounded really, really angry. About you not telling them something and definitely about the third smell. Have you any idea what I'm on about here because I really don't!" she said.

"They wanted to know the third thing we smelled in the amourtentia." I said in a small voice. "They knew it was someone we fancied but we didn't tell them. They didn't tell us either."

"Oh!" exclaimed Katie, beaming again, "One of them, Fred I think, was saying that he couldn't believe you didn't tell them, then George said maybe it was for the same reason, then Fred said that you were their third smells!"

"But we can't tell them we know because they probably think we fancy someone else." I pointed out.

"Yeah." Said Katie simply.

"Fine, we'll just pretend like everything's normal. Oh and Katie you're going to sit on Lee today. We let you off yesterday." I said and we headed back down to the common room and then to the great hall.

"Thank god it's the weekend!" cried Angelina, collapsing onto one of our favourite chairs.

"I know!" I said, collapsing onto Angelina. She didn't bother trying to shake me off. I may be small and skinny but I'm surprisingly strong and I can be dead weight if I want to.

"And speaking of weekends!" said George, appearing suddenly,

"Next one's a Hogsmeade one." Added Fred.

"And Halloween." Said George

"Want to come with?" asked Lee appearing next to the twins. We exchanged a look.

"Sure, so long as we can go shopping!" agreed Katie brightly

"Great, as long as we can go to Zonko's instead!" the twins smiled. "Meet you outside the entrance hall then. Oh and speaking of Halloween!" Fred's eyes lit up and George and Lee grinned. Me, Katie and Angelina collapsed in our chairs with a groan.

"Let me guess." I said tiredly, "You three have planned out the mother of all pranks in celebration of Halloween?" The three smiled at each other.

"No, not this year." Said George, we all looked at him in mock shock and horror. "No, this year, we figured we'd have a bit of a Halloween party up in our dorm. Just the six of us. Want to come?" It was our turn to smile at each other. When had we ever turned down a party?

The next weekend we were waiting for the boys in the entrance hall ready to go to Hogsmeade. Fortunately they didn't keep us waiting for long and we got in a carriage headed to the village. This time we were glad all to be in the same one as it was freezing outside. Our first port of call was Honeydukes, the magical sweet shop.

You wouldn't guess by looking at me since I'm so small and skinny, but I have the world's biggest sweet tooth. Every time we go to Hogsmeade I buy a month's supply of sweets so it'll last me until the next visit, but I always eat it all too fast and have to order some more after a few weeks. Purse considerably lighter but now weighed down with slabs of chocolate, we parted ways with Lee and the twins and headed off to buy our Halloween costumes.

Although costumes hadn't been mentioned we thought it would be a good idea to buy some stuff. We weren't going in for fake blood and all that, we decided to go gothic. And when I say gothic I mean our idea of gothic, as in anything in black that would look good on.

I found a gorgeous little mini skirt in black leather that was so tight and short that I could barely put it on and there wasn't much point in my wearing it anyway, and a tiny little black lacy top which was pretty much see-through, then I bought some thick black eyeliner and some knee high socks.

I had fun seeing what I could get my friends to wear as usually Angelina hates anything that shows her (amazing) curves and Katie won't show any skin. Somehow, not entirely sure how, I got Angelina to buy a tiny pair of black leather shorts and a nude pink crop top so small that it could literally be referred to as a leather bra. Katie bought a straight, small and very tight leather mini skirt and a black leather jacket which she would put a small white top under later.

An hour after leaving Honeydukes we sat down with our butter beers and bags of shopping, each trying to convince each other that they looked the best in their new outfit. Obviously I looked the best but flattery gets you everywhere.

We stopped talking abruptly as the boys made their way over to us, each clutching their own tankard of butter beer. We were now presented with a problem. We refused to but our bags of shopping on the floor so they had to go on the seats, and then there was only enough room for five people. I saw Fred walking over to me and smiling and I got the hint.

"Fine, fine." I sighed, getting up before he could kick me off my seat again. I turned around and promptly sat on George's lap, to everyone's amusement but no one's particular surprise. It was starting to feel quite normal again just sitting on George's lap. I'd been doing it every day at breakfast since the beginning of term, and every time Fred made me get out of my chair. It fact, I sat on George so often it was beginning to feel not only normal but natural.

I ignored this thought and concentrating on trying to pump Fred, George and Lee for details about tonight's party, but they wouldn't budge. "All we'll tell you is it's a Halloween party. There will be just the six of us. There will be food, drink and entertainment and it starts at the beginning of the feast."

We opened our mouths to protest but he changed to subject. "What's in those bags?" he asked, staring at a corner of leather and lace that was my little black skirt and lacy top peeking out the top of one of the bags. Katie, who was nearest, covered it up quickly.

"None of your business." She smirked. "If you won't tell us about your party, we won't tell you about our costumes."

"Ready to go back?" asked Lee after we had all finished our butter beers. We nodded then turned to the window where it was now raining heavily, as well as being cold and windy. All of a sudden none of us were quite sure we wanted to go.

"Wait here a minute, George, no actually Lee. Come with me, George is a bit busy at the moment." George and I smiled as the rest of the group tittered and Fred led Lee away, returning a minute later with fire whiskey shots for us all. We didn't bother asking how they'd managed to get hold of the alcohol. After five years hanging around with Fred and George you kind of just go with it.

The fire whiskey burned our throats as we tipped it back and it seemed that it continued to burn in our stomachs as we stepped outside, keeping us much warmer than we should've been.

"Okay, right." Said George as we stepped out of the carriage "Meet you in our dorms at the beginning of the feast, don't worry about food, drink, anything, we've got it covered. We'll see you later." He winked at us then he, Fred and Lee headed off down a corridor that lead to the kitchens. Clutching our bags of shopping I raced Angelina and Katie up to the tower.

Obviously I came last since I'm the smallest and least sporty, but it was a close call between Angelina who had longer legs, and Katie who was more athletic. Once we were safely locked into our dorm we changed into our tiny little outfits and I took charge of makeup.

Everyone got thick black eyeliner and lots of mascara and I painted our lips red then put on some black lipstick over the top so that you could just see the red through it. Angelina refused to have any more makeup but I persuaded Katie to let me put on some grey metallic eye shadow and get rid of her freckles for the night.

I decided that my skin was too dark. It's not very dark, it's quite pale actually with just a shade of tanned brown to it, but I wanted it paper white. I also changed my chocolate brown hair to jet black in keeping with my outfit.