"Hullo, Harry!" Alya exclaimed, hugging the dark haired boy as he came downstairs, "It's nice to see you!"
"It's nice to see you too, Alya." Harry replied when she let go.
"Excited to get back to school, I imagine?" She asked, sitting at the kitchen table near Hermione.
"It's better than going back to the Dursley's." Harry replied, looking over at Mrs. Weasley trying to fix Hermione's face. "How are Fred and Georges' shop?"
"Oh, fantastic! They're doing an absolutely splendid job!" She sounded almost like she didn't believe they would do so well.
"That's great!"
"Where's Aly?" Ginny asked, looking around when Fred walked up to her and Hermione. "I thought she was helping with the shop as well."
"She doesn't help with the customers. Doesn't like large crowds. She does paperwork for George and I." Fred explained before stopping at by the pink love products for witches.
"She's in the back right now if you girls want to see her. We're not selling our sister any love potions." George reappeared at Fred's side.
"Whatever you've heard from Ron is a big fat lie."
"Isty! Stop jumping around everywhere!" Alya shouted, putting her forehead down on her arms that were crossed on the table. "Why are you so energetic, all the time?"
"Sorry, Aly," Fred said, walking in to the room with George.
"We should have gotten you a less excited puff." George added, sitting at the table beside the blonde girl.
"It's fine, she's just annoying when I'm trying to work on these order forms." She muttered, yawning as she looked up. Alya's small black cat suddenly ran into the room, and started chasing the small purple pygmy puff around.
"Phoenix, honestly!" She groaned, leaning over against George. Fred sat across the table from her, going through the paperwork she had done.
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"Oi!" Alya was standing halfway down the stairs in to the kitchen, looking at the twins who were talking with Ron.
"Oh, hi, Aly!" Fred said, waving at the girl who was now walking towards them. "Wanna come to the village with us?"
"I'd love to see this pretty girl George is talking about." She muttered, looking at George coldly.
"That wasn't me, it was Fred!" George said, looking hurt. Fred just nodded.
"I need to find a nice girl and settle down myself, Aly. Watching you and George makes me lonely." Fred said, trying hard not to laugh as Alya just rolled her eyes.
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"Here, Aly!" Fred said, thrusting a box in to the girl's hands. She stared at it for a moment before looking up at the twins who were wide awake.
"I hate to ask, but what is this for?" She mumbled, forcing her eyes to stay open so she wouldn't fall asleep.
"It's Christmas, Alya!" George replied, sitting on the bed she was on, which was his as well.
"Is it, really?" She mumbled, half aware of what was going on around her. Fred and George just looked at her oddly.
"Just open it, Aly." Fred said after a minute. Alya just looked down at the box before lifting off the lid. Inside was a moving picture of her, Fred and George in their first year, when Alya's hair was still the fiery red.
"I got you something to," George said, handing her a box as well. Inside of it was a silver chain with a small silver locket.
"Thank you, both of you!" She exclaimed, tackling the two boys with a hug, causing them all to fall off the bed.
"Are you alright up there?" They heard Mrs. Weasley call from downstairs. Alya giggled and reached under the bed, pulling out wrapped presents and handing them to the twins.
"You have to kind of share them, I guess." Alya said, sitting against her bed on the floor and watching the two red heads unwrap the packages, revealing two rather thick cooking books. Both of them looked up from the books at Alya curiously, who started laughing.
"I'm sorry… I couldn't help it… I thought you should learn to cook…."
"I can't believe he's gone…" Alya mumbled numbly, sitting at the small supper table in the flat above the twins' shop.
"It's weird to think about it." Fred said, sitting across from her at the table as George sat beside his girlfriend.
"I wonder how Harry's taking it." George said, half lost to thought. It was the quietest she had ever seen the twins.
"I imagine Ron and Hermione are helping him loads." Alya replied, putting her head on George's shoulder. "I wonder what will happen to Hogwarts now…"