"Thanks Oliver," I blushed a little. No one said anything for a moment, but I realized we ought to get going.

"Shall we go?" I said a bit awkwardly.

"Er yes. We ought to go before they send out a search party," Oliver managed to recover his composure. He offered me a hand, which I took, but he brought my hand to his lips. I felt the tingling of that kiss long after his lips had left. We walked slowly towards the grand staircase leading down to the ballroom.

That's when a thought hit me. "Oliver, you don't happen to know if our parents got an announcer do you?" I asked. An announcer was this highly annoying person who announces your arrival to the ballroom and who you're escorted by.

"I don't know but-" I cut Oliver off

"I don't know if the Quidditch team would ever let us live it down," I said. Oliver smiled a smile that relayed that I had just finished his sentence, which made me smile.

"I guess we're about to find out," Oliver noted as we rounded the final corner to the walkway around the ballroom that lead to the grand staircase. And there it was. The Announcer. There was no time to stop him now, so I put on the best smile I could, and linked my arm more firmly in Oliver's. He gave a quick nod to the announcer, and just as we reached the top of the staircase, the announcer rang out:

"NOW PRESENTING, MS. FALLON GRIER, ESCORTED BY MR. OLIVER
WOOD!" All attention turned to us. I mean all. I think most the people were waiting on us. The adults to see if what my mother was blabbering about was true, and the kids were all of our friends. The music even stopped. Even at the bottom of the stairs once we were looking for people, so I got agitated…

"Okay, we're here now, you can stop staring!" I called out. This seemed to snap everyone from their daze. The music began again and Oliver and I began looking for everyone when…

"Bloody Hell, when were you two going to tell us you had something going on?" Two voices said simultaneously from behind us, but I knew exactly who it was.

"Fred! George!" I called out as I pulled them both into a hug. Oliver walked up behind me.

"So, when you going to tell us?" George asked (yes, I can tell them apart! George's left side has been a bit off since he took a bludgers to the head. Only someone who really knew him could tell)

"We're not involved," I began.

"Really, then why was our Captain escorting you?" Fred asked with a grin.

"And why did we see you two holding hand coming out of Madame Malkins? And later looking smitten at Café la Rouge?" George questioned with a grin like a cat that had cornered a mouse.

"Well lets see," I began, "We came out of Madame Malkins like that because I'd been stuck looking for a dress for three hours and Oliver saved me, but we had to put on an act so my mum would let me get something to eat. She's wanted us to get together, or me and anyone really, so we said Oliver was taking me out to lunch, so she bought it. As for Café la Rouge, I was stuffing my face. How is that in anyway smitten?" I smirked.

The twins blushed a bit red at being proved wrong, but didn't push the point. Before anyone could say another word the four of us were attacked…in a way.

"Katie…Angelina…. Alicia…nice to see you…. air…" I gasped between the three-person hug. Somehow the three of them managed to encase Oliver, the twins, and me all at once.

They laughed at us, and pulled away.

"So what have you been doing this summer?" I asked.

"Well, I've spent most of my summer in Italy visiting family," Alicia answered.

"And I've been with Katie all summer at Quidditch Dorm. You see, most of us don't have access a pitch, so they set up programs where we can stay in the dorms and practice all we like, or visit the town. Its in the wizarding part of Greenwich," Angelina explained a bit proudly. I was glad for them. I also couldn't help but notice that they looked great.

"That's great! Now you won't be out of practice in September," Oliver said with a grin.

"I hear you guys have a full-fledged game every afternoon," Alicia commented. I grinned and nodded.

"Eh that's not fair!" Fred complained

"Yeah, all we've got is a bloody orchard and a bushel of apples," George
laughed.

"Yeah, well you better be keeping yourselves, our seeker, and our back-up players in good condition," I said with false authoritivness. I was after all the assistant captain.

"Of course we are," Fred and George said at the same time.

"You better bloody believe they are," A voice came from behind me.

"Hello Harry," I greeted and gave a hug. What can I say, I'm huggy.

"Ello Fallon. Had a good summer?"

"Quite good thanks. Now what have the twins been doing to you? Because I don't believe they've just been keeping you in condition," I raised in eyebrow in the twins direction. They quickly moved to be standing behind Oliver and Angelina. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention to Harry, and now Ginny and Ron as well. Apparently Hermione was vacationing in France…

"So what have they been doing?"

"Well, this morning we were awoken to go on a flight by a bucket of water…at four in the morning, and the twins didn't go with us," Ginny stated.

"You're forgetting when they hung us upside down by our ankles," Harry added. The pranks I could handle. The jokes I could deal with, but the twins could have killed Harry and Ginny, or hurt them so they couldn't play!

"Excuse me for just a moment," I said with false sweetness. Harry and Ginny had and idea of what was about to happen so they had the common sense not to question it.

"Oh Fred, George," I called out with the same false sweetness. The two snuck a peek around the people they were hiding behind, and then ducked back. "Do you have a reason for endangering the lives of my seeker, and my back-up chaser?" Fred and George took the opportunity to try and sneak away. I saw this and grew angry. Everyone had been watching this. Just as I was about to storm off, Oliver decided to stop it before it started.

"Fallon, lets dance," and before I could argue I was on the dance floor.

"Oliver, they could have killed Harry," I said through gritted teeth

"Yes but they didn't and they won't. They know they wouldn't make it more than a month if they killed him from people coming after them," Oliver laughed.

"I suppose you're right," I smiled. I glanced around and saw that no one we knew was close by.

"You know Oliver, you're the only one who can calm me down when I get in a rage like that," I stated with a smile

"I know," He replied. I looked at him, and our eyes locked. I don't know what made me do it, or him do it, but our lips met. It was very short. Merely our lips brushing one another's.

"That was nice," I said quietly

"Yeah." I wanted this to go slow. I would not loose my best friend because I felt and had felt something more for a long time.

"Hey Oliver, lets just see where's this goes," I whispered.

"I couldn't agree more," He murmured in my ear.

After the party, all of our close friends, Angelina, Alicia, Katie, Fred, George, and Braeden, whom had been busy hiding from our parents, were staying the night in one of the large living rooms.

After everyone changed and cleaned up, we all met back in the living room.

"So Braeden, what girls did they throw at you tonight?" I asked from my position of leaning on Oliver. Everyone was leaning on someone somehow. Oliver was leaning on the couch and I was leaning on him. Angelina and Katie were leaning on Fred and George, and Alicia was leaning on Braeden.

"Lets see…there was a lesbian, she told me so herself, a girl who was two years older than me and…. could have been the lesbian's partner. She didn't say, but I suspected it," Braeden said. "That's when I started hiding from our parents," He said seriously, but we all laughed. It got quiet, which obviously wasn't to Fred and Georges liking.

"This is too bloody quiet," Fred said. He and George exchanged evil grins.

"We've got an idea," Fred said

"If you'd like to give it a try," George finished.

"Yeah, I agree with those two blokes, it's too quiet," I agreed.

"Fine, whatever it is, we'll do it," Oliver summed up the groups feelings.

"Good. How about a little wizard's truth or dare with Veritaserum?" George
suggested.

"Where the bloody hell would you two get a hold of Veritaserum?" I asked.

"Our resources," They replied quickly. I rolled my eyes knowing that I would never get it out of them now. They passed around the bottle of clear liquid and everyone took a swig. We continued this until the bottle was empty.

"Alright, now who is going first?" Fred asked. When no one answered, a mischievous look fell upon Fred's face.

"Fine. Angelina, truth or dare?" Fred challenged.

"Truth," She replied.

"Who do you fancy right now?" Fred asked with a grin. Most of us had the suspicion that Angelina liked Fred currently…

"You, although why I don't know," Angelina replied saucily. We laughed at this and Fred replied,

"I like a challenge," and grinned, which made us laugh even harder.

"Oliver, truth or dare?"

"Uhh… truth," Oliver grinned cheekily.

"Okay, who was the last person you kissed?" Angelina asked. Oliver thought for a moment, then replied, (yes he was telling the truth, just being evasive with it)

"Fallon actually. We played this awesome joke on her brother where we made him think we were together, just to gross him out. It was hilarious, wasn't it Braeden?"

"Yeah yeah," He grumbled. It went around like that when it got to George who asked me:

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare," I grinned.

"I dare you to lip-lock with the guy in the room you find the hottest," George grinned wickedly.

"Well, lets see, I'm not too fond of red heads at the current time," I said while glaring at Fred and George who were whistling innocently.

"I'm not even going to look at my brother. Is lip locking a quidditch captain quite fair?"

"Not quite sure…depends on if your captain is easily swayed," Alicia grinned

"And if you're a good kisser," Katie added.

"Although, I doubt our captain would sway easily for anything," Angelina added

"You know, I don't think I should take that risk. Sorry Oliver, I guess you miss out," I laugh as I walked over to George. I'd always been fond of him. People don't realize it, but they DO have separate personalities.

I quickly pushed Fred out of the way, though in a jokey way, and immediately sat down in his place. Without waiting for any kind of permission I began making out with George. At first he didn't respond but that only lasted for half a second. Our tongues mingled until someone finally complained.

"Alright you two, I think she covered the dare," Oliver voiced. I pulled apart and grinned.

"What? It was just a dare."