I know that the last chapter extremely lame. Sorry. But I really like this one.

Oh, and my computer keeps screwing up, so if it's weird looking, sorry.

Disclaimer: I keep asking J.K. Rowling for what's left of Fred's body. But no-o. George needed closure and buried it. So I don't own anything.

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Olivia and Fred walked down the staircase leading to the Great Hall together. George was talking with Katie and Oliver was off somewhere with Angelina. (Oh…kinky. Jk)

"So you and George are really going to open up a joke shop together?"

"Yeah. We've been working on products since our third year. Mum thinks we're crazy. Doesn't approve of it and such. Dad does, though."

"How do you two get along so well? Oliver and I, we get along okay, but all he ever talks about is Quiddich and Angelina, which leads back to Quiddich. It's kind of dull."

"George and I are almost exactly alike. We spend all our time together. Well, most of it, anyway," Fred said, throwing a murderous look in Katie's direction.

"So…I've heard rumor that if you date one twin, you semi-date the other."

"Sometimes," Fred said tightly, again looking Katie's way.

"You don't really like her, do you?"

"No." Then, without warning, Fred leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. She didn't know why, but she started kissing him back.

"Oi, Weasley! What do you think you're doing, kissing my sister?!"

Fred immediately pulled away, and Olivia wanted to hex her brother for having such bad timing.

"Olivia, what are you doing here? I thought Mum told you to make friends this year?"

"I have made friends. Fred's my friend. So is George."

"They're older than you!"

"Does it matter?" With that, Olivia grabbed Fred's arm and they walked into the Great Hall.

"He is so embarrassing sometimes," Olivia said.

"So I guess now wouldn't be a good time to talk about…" Fred blushed.

"About what we were doing before my brother was a total jerk? Later, I promise." Olivia smiled.

Fred opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by George calling, "Hey, Fred! C'mere, wanna talk to you!"

"Gotta go. See you round, Livia." Fred lightly kissed her cheek and then walked away.

Olivia scanned the table for Oliver, but instead was waved down by another Weasley who motioned her over.

"Hey, you're Olivia, right?" When Olivia nodded, the girl continued. "I'm Ginny Weasley, Fred's younger sister. What's going on between you two?"

"Nothing…I think." Olivia gave a sheepish grin.

"You…think…" Ginny smirked.

"Yeah. I think."

"'Cause it seems like he's got a bit more on his mind."

Crap. Olivia thought. She saw him kiss me.

"Fred never kisses anyone like that unless he means something."