Heyy ! I thought i'd just do this fun chapter cause we haven't been seeing enough of Fred and James lately, and I need something to take up this 5th year, other than Scorpius.:D

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Will you be my Valentine?

I erupt through the wall onto platform 9 and ¾, but don't waste any time in wonderment at the sheer mass of people, or at the impressive steam train, the Hogwarts Express, like I usually do. I have only one thought on my mind, and that is to find Jake and apologise.

I see him just boarding the train, and immediately call out to him.

"Jake !" he turns around at his name, but frowns when he sees me and hurries into the train. I feel my eyes sting at his rejection, but have no intention of giving up that easily.

"Take this to our compartment Al." I order to my cousin, shoving my luggage at him. He's still blinking from the barrier, like he always does. You'd think he'd be used to it by now, but apparently not.

"Wha.. Rose !" He complains, but his moans are drowned out by Aliza's shriek as she throws herself at her boyfriend.

"Hey Aliza!" I greet, but hold up a hand before she hugs me too, "Wait please, I just need to sort things out with Jake."

"What happened?" I'd forgotten she hadn't been able to make it to the party.

"Al will explain." I say shortly, before pushing through the crowds and boarding the train.

I must look through about twenty carriages before I find the right one, where Jake is sitting amongst a bunch of other Slytherins.

"Jake ! Don't you dare avoid me like that again !" I fume, causing everyone in the carriage to sneer at me, except Jake who doesn't even look away from the window.

"What makes you think you can order him around like that, you bitch." Juliette Goyle simpers, cuddling against Jake. I'm tempted to slap her.

"Can I please just sort things out with Jake without your ugly face intruding in our business?" I snap, taking out my wand and pointing it at her menacingly.

"Go on, get yourself expelled before the trimester's even started, I dare you." She says, glaring at me, and holding on tightly to Jake's arm.

"Accio Jake!" I say calmly, pointing my wand at him, he's immediately pulled off his seat and dragged at my feet. Along with all the other Jakes on the train.

"Who are you?" I ask the tiny first year that practically flew towards me, after an impressive sortie from his compartment where he may have lost a few brain cells.

"Thomas Jake. What just happened?" He moans, rubbing his head.

"None of your business, now clear off." I snap, and then walk away, pulling the right Jake behind me with my wand.

"Now, stop fucking avoiding me and let's fucking sort this out, like bloody civilized people and not like the wimp you've been." I growl at him once there aren't too many people around.

"There's nothing to sort out." He mutters, avoiding my eyes, "You obviously like Scorpius more than me. I don't want to be your replacement boyfriend."

I feel tears stinging my eyes at his words, "Don't be stupid." I whisper, "If I went out with you it was because I like you"

"That didn't stop you snogging Scorpius though, even though I was right next to you both." He snaps, his hands clenched in fists at his side, "I actually loved you, but if I'm nothing more than your second choice, then I don't want you."

His words feel like he's sticking a dagger into my heart, and I gasp at the pain, "You.. don't want me." Those words sound unbelievably harsh coming from his lips, I never thought I had grown that attached to him.

"No, because you love Scorpius. It was obvious really that I would never be more important than him from the start, I should have seen it sooner, but I thought that if I spent enough time with you you might finally forget him. You can't forget him. You love him." With that, he turns on his heels and walks off, leaving me alone with my muddled thoughts and tears.

"Fat lot of good that I love him." I whisper to myself, then slowly walk towards my compartment, already dreading my cousins' and friends' good mood.

…...

"Roooose ! Rise and shine ! Another awesome day of lessons, boring teachers and my beloved Albus awaits us !" I'm dragged out of sleep by my friend's shouting, and the first thing I see when I crack my eyes open is her bright pink hair, sticking up in all directions from sleep.

"Uhduwannagehup..." I mumble, turning to the side and hiding my face in my pillow in a desperate attempt to get some more sleep. Curse Aliza for being so annoying in the morning.

Actually, that's not such a bad idea to curse her.

"Accio bedsheets." Aliza mutters, and I make a desperate grab for my blanket as it slides off of me, before giving up and swinging my feet over the side of the bed. There's no point challenging Zaza when she's in such a good mood.

"I'm up, happy?" I grumble, trying in vain to comb my fingers through my hair.

"You know I'll only be happy once we've verified that Al hasn't died in his sleep." She answers with a wink.

"What a happy day that will be. You'll finally shut up about him." I locate a brush on my bedside table and attempt to make my hair lie a tiny bit flatter.

"Oh, I'm not that bad ! Stop exaggerating Rose !" She says with a giggle.

I grimace in pain as my brush gets caught in my untidy hair, and then give up, throwing it on to my bed in frustration, "Whatever, I'm hungry, let's go eat."

All of my cousins are seated around our usual spot when we come down to breakfast, and I squeeze in between Albus and Lily, at my usual seat. Zaza sits on the other side of Al with a rather too enthusiastic good morning. I avert my eyes from their rather disgusting public display and hungrily pile my plate high with croissants, toast, egg and bacon.

"Oh ! Rosie Posie is eating again !" Fred exclaims.

"I'm not going to starve myself forever over a couple of guys, am I?" I snap, "It's been almost a month now, I'm getting sick of being so pathetic. And don't call me that."

"She's got her attitude back too, happy day." James adds, his voice dripping with sarcasm at the last part.

But what about our plan to make her..." Fred's interrupted by James' hand clapping over his mouth.

"Shut up you troll ! We're still doing it, obviously." He hisses, slightly too loudly, and I groan. When my cousins have a "plan", it's never a good thing for the person it concerns.

"If you do any more tricks like the snogging solution, I will personally Avada you." I growl.

"Rosie ! How dare you suggest that ! We've matured since then." Fred exclaims, widening his eyes innocently, James sniggers at his side.

I roll my eyes. "Of course you have."

…...

I spend the rest of the week in nervous anticipation at the prank that my cousins are going to throw. I keep expecting to walk into a Weasley's Wizard Wheezes portable pond, have a canary cream slipped into my dinner or having my wand replaced by a fake one, but nothing happens, and as Valentines day approaches, I begin to think that maybe they forgot, or couldn't be bothered in the end.

I can always dream, right?

On the morning of February the 14th, I slowly wake up to the sound of incessant tapping on my window, and then Aliza's scream.

I jerk out of bed and immediately reach for my wand, which transforms into a live rat in my hand, causing me to scream as well. The rat wiggles out of my hand and then disintegrates into a neat pile of dust on my bedsheets. I finally turn to the window, and my jaw literally falls open.

"What's with all the owls?" I exclaim, staring at the sheer mass of birds on my windowsill. More than fifty owls are all fluttering about, fighting each other to get closer to the window, and pecking at it incessantly whenever they can. A few of the smaller owls flutter through the bigger ones only to bang into the glass, and sway away again dizzily.

"You open it." Aliza says, backing away from the strange spectacle. I hesitantly step forward, and then reach out to jerk the window open before stepping to the side as fast as I can. The owls tumble through in a mess of feathers, wings and noisy screeches.

I grab the closest one, a tawny barn owl, and quickly untie the letter attached to it's foot. It's a heart shaped letter, colored an awful light pink and written in a careful calligraphy with bright red ink. It says :

Dearest Rose Weasley.

Will you be my Valentine? I fell in love with you the moment I set my eyes on you, and ever since, my love has only grown. I adore your flaming red hair, love your deep brown eyes and admire your strong character. Please accept these heartfelt feelings.

Yours lovingly,

Anthony Selton.

"Who the heck is he?" Aliza asks, but I just shake my head.

"I have absolutely no idea."

"Read the next one."

The next one is at the leg of a tiny owl, like the one that my dad owns. The poor thing can hardly carry the huge roll of parchment, which is full of words of adoration from a certain Jack Ives, whom Aliza is pretty sure is a 1st year Slytherin.

We actually have quite a good time reading the confessions of all these guys, once we've gotten over the initial surprise. Zaza's personal favorite is from a 2nd year Hufflepuff, and goes like this :

I dedicate this poem to Rose Weasley, the love of my life. I hope that you enjoy reading these words as much as I adored writing them, as my head was full of thoughts of you.

Reasonable and

Outstanding,

Sexy

Every day

Why do I love thee so? You're

Enigmatic and

Amazing, yet

Simply

Lovely in

Every way. Please, will

You be my Valentine?

Yours admiringly,

Casper Fraser.

(P.S:Notice how every line starts with a letter from you name? It took me hours ti get it right, but, for you, i would spend years writing out my feelings.)

I have a pretty good idea who's behind all these letters, so once we get tired of reading them (about a quarter of the way through), we head down to breakfast, hoping to curse my darling cousins.

The moment we walk into the Great Hall, there's a sudden silence and everyone turns to stare at me. I stop in my tracks, amazed at this reaction, and then find myself assaulted by what must be most of the guys in the school, and a few girls.

"Did you get my letter, darling?" A boy which hardly reaches my waist asks hopefully.

"How did you like my poem, love?" Another one asks at the same time.

"Do you actually enjoy stealing our boyfriends like this you bitch?"

"I love you Rose !" Colin Creevey the 2nd shouts above the din.

"As if you stand a chance with her ! She loves me !" Jun argues.

"I'm sorry, Emma, but I think I'm in love with Rose, it's over between us." Some huge Slytherin is saying to his girlfriend.

"Weasley you BITCH!" Said girlfriend screams.

After about five seconds of this, I already seem to have caused a fight between some 3rd year twins and broken up 5 different couples. I turn and run out of the room, trailing Zaza behind me.

To my horror, a few guys see us leave and follow us at a sprint. I have to trail us through about ten different corridors and down several flights of stairs, but we still can't seem to shake them off. I'm considering taking out my wand and stunning the whole lot, when we run into the one thing I'd been dreading the most for the last few weeks. The portable pond.

"Fred and James you TROLLS!" I scream the moment my head breaks the surface of the water. I swear I can hear them laughing as I take out my wand and stun Jun, Max and the other boys that had been chasing us right before they dive into the murky green water to join me.

"Um... Rose, you have some weed on your head." Zaza points out hesitantly, and I swear it takes all my willpower not to stun her too.

My make-up must be completely ruined, as well as my uniform, shoes and schoolbooks from the water.

I don't care how long it takes me to get back at my cousins, but I will definitely make them suffer, somehow.

There we are ! :D By the way, I'm going to shout at a few people now, and I really hate that, but I hate people who follow or favorite the story without reviewing even more! It just annoys me sooooo bad !So please, don't make me hate you, and leave a few words in the review box if you favorite or follow my story. ;P I still luv y'all. ;)

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