There was a flash of red in the corner of the common room that caught Jolyn's eye

There was a flash of red in the corner of the common room that caught Jolyn's eye. She looked over her shoulder to see George Weasley leaning over the back of a sofa, probably looking over Fred as he counted how much money they had made from there weekly purchasers.

"Hey Georgie old boy," she called as she walked over to the twins.

George lazily looked over his shoulder as Fred popped his head up from behind the couch, they waved and returned to counting there money.

Jolyn walked over and leaned over the couch mimicking George. "Merlin! That is some pile of cash."

"Yup," Fred stated simply as he concentrated on counting the large amount. "We spend most of our time selling and inventing, it's brilliant," George added making eye contact with her. She looked at him skeptically, "Shouldn't you two be paying more attention to n.e.w.t's?" They simultaneously chortled at the thought, and then Fred continued counting.

Jolyn felt the tip of her ears go red and an uneasy look made its way on her face, as George put an arm around her shoulder. "Don't joke of such things, you'll start to sound like Hermione," he said still laughing a bit.

So it was true that Jolyn lusted after Draco, but she actually did like the twins. The both were good looking, funny, charming, and were so easy and fun to be around. Now here was George putting an arm around her, unintentionally making her stomach twist and turn with nerves. To stop herself from looking ridiculous she stared at there money and pretended to count.

"Hermione isn't that bad, I don't get why everyone gives her such a hard time," she mumbled, trying not let the tint of red from her ears color her cheeks.

Fred stopped his counting and looked at her amused, "Not the bad? You're joking right?" Jolyn shrugged and turned to the left so she didn't have to look at George or Fred. She felt Fred move to his knees so he was leaning over the back of the couch, facing her and George. Jolyn turned to see what he was doing, to find his face really close to hers. His eyebrows were creased and he was frowning. "What happened to your cheek, Jo?" She tried to look to her right so she could shrug off the comment, but there was George staring at her curiously. She felt Fred's hand on her left cheek were a big purple bruise reside, touching it tenderly. The color from her ears filled the rest of her face.

This was another adorable trait about the twins. They barely knew her, she was an acquaintance to them and that was about it, yet they still were worried about her bruised face. Merlin they were bloody perfect!

She stared into Fred's worried eyes with wide ones, completely and totally at a loss of breath. Jolyn opened her mouth, but a mangled sound exited her mouth. She turned to George hoping it would be easier to talk to him, but found it just as difficult, well duh.

"I well, I," she couldn't find words. Having to concentrate with two extremely breath taking boys touching you was impossible. "Ugh." She shrugged off George's arm and slapped away Fred's hand, taking a few steps to distance herself from the two. "You know me ha ha," laughing uneasily, "I was talking to Lavender Brown and ran into a wall ha ha." Ya a wall named Draco's hand. She closed her eyes and smiled, while rubbing the back of her neck trying to look embarrassed.

They both replied with a simple 'hmmm'.

"Anyways, I didn't come over to tell you I'm an idiot who runs into hands- err I mean walls, ha ha. Where's Ron at?"

The worried looks were replaced, again, simultaneously, with smirks. "Why are you looking for Ron," George asked, still smirking, and a hint of suggestiveness in his voice. She looked at them incredulously, raising an eyebrow.

They better not be thinking what I think they're thinking.

"I wanted to ask him about the next Hogsmeade trip." Fred stood up straighter to give her a very suggestive look. "Ooh the Hogsmeade trip, huh? George it looks like our Ickle Ronnekins has a girlfriend."

Oh Merlin they are thinking what I think they are thinking.

"Ya it looks like it Fred," George added sounding like a mother watching her son go on the first date of there life. But Jolyn bet that's how Mrs. Weasley would act, probably because it would be Ron's first date, if that was what Jolyn was looking for, but it wasn't.

"I'm looking for Harry too," she added trying to get them to stop teasing her. Oh how wrong she was.

They both pulled down there upper lip making there eyes wide as they looked at each other and said, 'ooh?'

"What are you planning on doing with both Ron and Harry?" George teased. "Looks like she is a bit of freak in the sheets dear brother," Fred laughed. "It would seem so," added George.

"Just tell me where Ron is," Jolyn sighed, glaring at the two, but blushing hopefully unnoticed.

Fred jumped over the back of the couch and walked over to her and put an arm on her shoulder, leaving her weak in the knees, as he walked her towards the couch again, so she was standing in between the twins. "Why don't you forget Ickle Ronnekins and go to Hogsmeade with me and George," he said wiggling his eyebrow.

Jolyn knew they were kidding, she knew they knew when she said she wanted to talk to Ron about the Hogsmeade trip it was for the meeting thingy. Jolyn knew they were just teasing her about going with the two of them to Hogsmeade, but oh how she wished they weren't.

She pulled away from the two so she could look at them shocked. "What! Forget about Ron Ron!" Jolyn yelled sounding horrified at the thought. She folded her hands over her chest and looked above there heads dreamily. "Ron is the nicest most perfect boy I have ever laid by eyes on," she stopped "dreaming" and looked at the twins, "plus he is the cutest Weasley, the rest of you lot are too big headed." There smirks fell into frowns.

Jolyn smiled inwardly, hey I'm pretty convincing.

"I need to speak with him about that little meeting," she said, getting back to the point. The twins tried to wave her off after shrugging, and returning back to there spot before Jolyn had entered.

Jolyn walked back over so she was leaning over the couch, again, 'counting' the money.

"So…"

George sighed, pretending that it was a great burden to even help her with this, simplest of tasks. "He and Harry are off doing something in the corridors."

"Finally, I am finished counting this bloody money," Fred exclaimed, quickly scribbling down the total on a parchment. He proudly shoved the paper in front of George and Jolyn's eyes. They both 'hmmm-ed' and looked at the pile of money again. "Nice job Fred," George congratulated.

Fred smiled.

"No no he made a mistake," Jolyn said, ruining Fred's prideful moment.

"What!" Fred yelled disbelievingly, "By how much?"

"One sickle," Jolyn reached down snatched a sickle and ran out of the common room, calling back thanks.

The twins sat back and stared after her. "If it wasn't for the fact that its 5 minutes till she is out past curfew, and that Harry and Ron left under the invisibility cloak, I would be trying to kill her," George said blank faced. The two chuckled and started gathering there things.