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Chapter Eight: Back
The day was finally here. The 2nd Task had come, and though Fred was nervous and excited for Harry, he was even more nervous about being able to pull this off. I mean, sure. He trusted George with his life not to screw things up- George had had many opportunities to ruin Fred's life by now if he had really wanted to. In the womb; every time playing Quidditch; that time when they were four when George had stolen Bill's wand and was zapping random things…
Why would he choose now of all times to make his twin completely miserable by simply screwing things up?
Maybe Fred was just being paranoid. I mean, everything was all planned out. Everything was set. George had mastered the art of Freddishness quite a while ago, and Georgese was practically a second way for Fred himself. Everything was going to be just fine…
"Where is The Look-Alike, anyways?" He muttered to himself as he paced the grounds outside of the castle doors.
"…And then Fred said 'Well, duh! It's twelve!'" A voice quite similar to George's got laughs from a troupe of 5th years following him out the doors.
"That's hilarious, George!" One of the swooning girls crooned. Fred rolled his eyes. How pathetic…
"George, you oaf! Get your pathetic self over here!" Fred yelled. "Thanks to you and your little herd here, we are late!! And when I say 'we', I mean I am late!!!"
"I'm just teasing you. Relax." George waved goodbye to the group as he stood next to his brother. Fred let out a contemptuous sigh of tension.
"You're not acting very Fred-like!" Fred scorned as they began to quickly walk to the lake. "You're not even acting very George-like!"
"Hey- you're not quite yourself, either, mate. Relax…" George consoled, starting to get serious about the situation. "Now- I'll meet Ella on one side of the stands, you meet Ang on the other. So that way, there will be less of a chance of getting caught. Now, you have fun with Ang, and I will see to it that Ella… has an excellent time. Now, onward!"
"Yeah," Fred agreed quietly as his brother hustled off to meet Ella. "Onward…"
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"Oh, I can't believe Fred is so sweet! He ditched that Ella girl to come watch the Task with me! Can you believe that he really must like me as much as I like him? Ooh!! He is so sweet!!!" Angelina raved on, not for the first time in these past few days, to Alicia.
"Oh, will you shut up already?!" Alicia cried with a distressed look. "I think I am about to barf, that's how sick I am of you going on and on about 'how sweet Fred is' or 'how wonderful and loving Fred is'!"
"I'm not!!" Angelina grinned, her heart fluttering. She was as happy as a lark. As happy now as she had been angry with Fred earlier. "Oh, but isn't he just so wonderful?"
"NO!!!" Alicia clasped her hands over her ears. But removed them just as quickly. "Thank God!! Here comes lover boy now!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!"
Alicia jumped up with relief as Angelina jumped up to greet the flustered Fred.
"Hey… Fred!" Angelina managed out. She felt as though she were racing on a broom.
If there were ever any doubts of Fred, they disappeared as his smile lit up her world. She grinned back and took his hand as he sat- as Dumbledore began to explain the Task…
She and Fred cheered their hearts out as Harry… not-so-gracefully made his way into the lake with the other Champions. As soon as all four were underwater, the cries died down and the tension-filled wait began.
"Got you something." Fred beamed to her quietly. Angelina looked around. Nothing in his hands… or was there? When Fred unfolded his fist, there was a heart-shaped chocolate.
"New prototype," Fred whispered warmth into her hair, causing Angelina's heart to dip one more time. "I swear it won't make you turn into part-parrot, really."
Angelina lightly took it out of his hand, and popped the chocolate into her mouth. As soon as she closed her eyes, warmth spread into her body and she felt as though she were swirling, spiraling, spinning through a vortex of color. Bright color- shades of pinks, blues, and oranges; purple, greens, and yellows… It wasn't a bad, dizzying, nor unpleasant feeling… a feeling that everything was thrilling, wonderful, and just fine… everything was just fine…
And as soon as her brown eyes opened, Fred's handsome face was there. And then the feeling was gone, yet still somewhat there… And Angelina knew that it always had been there. And probably always would be.
"However," Fred grinned in his lopsided, mischievous way, "I cannot promise you that we did not use any of that 30-second love potion…"
"Fred…" Angelina placed her hand on his and was about to finish, but out of nowhere a gust of wind blew her hat off. And it was traveling, traveling to the entire other side of the stadium… Angelina frowned, but then turned to smirk. "Fred, will you please go get my hat for me?"
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George didn't even notice that Ella's hat had blown off in a strange gust of wind until she whined something about it. He had been too busy gazing at her pretty face, yet somehow he had been seeing Alicia's face there instead.
"Fred? Go get my hat, will you?" Ella asked, waving a hand before his face, waking him out of his conscious sleep.
"Of course. And I hope you'll have a prize for me, then." George tried to make his grin just slightly more lopsided than usual, to match Fred's usual.
Ella's crystalline teeth shone as she grinned and waved him onward on his trek to the other side of the viewing area.
As he stumbled past spectators, of either Durmstrang, Hogwarts, or Beuaxbaton he was not paying attention to, he blindly searched to find Ella's hat. He did not even notice he was stumbling only a bit ways past his own twin, who was stumbling his own blind way past George himself.
He did, however, find Ella's hat around almost the complete opposite side of the stadium. He swooped it up, and as he turned around, a voice called to him. He immediately froze.
"Fred! Where are you going with my hat?" Angelina laughed.
"Damn…" He muttered silently to himself. Leave it to the 2nd Code to get screwed up- not for the first time in the lifetime of the Weasley Twin Amendment. Besides- who would have guessed Ella and Angelina have almost the exact same hat. And where was Fred, anyways, if Angelina expected George to be him? "This is exactly why we haven't used the 2nd since…"
He whipped around with a pathetic smile.
"Here you go, Ang…" He thrust the hat towards her.
Instead of claiming it with a smile, Angelina frowned.
This is not good…
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"Fred, silly! You found my hat!" Ella's voice chirped. Fred whipped his head up, to see Ella in front of him, grabbing the hat out of his hands.
"Um, I'm not Fred. I'm George. But here's your hat, anyways…" Fred tried to escape. AHHHH. Where was George?! He was supposed to be keeping Ella occupied! Stupid 2nd code…
"Right… How could you be, when George has been sitting over there with Angelina and Alicia, see. Now, Fred. Come here! You must claim your prize for finding my hat so fast!" Ella leaned in towards him. Within two seconds, her mouth was engulfed around his…
Bad. Wrong. Betrayal. Dark Side. Stop. Now. Bad Fred. Bad. Gah. Stop… now. Okay, one… two… three. STOP ALREADY!!! Evil. Guilt. Bad... Not good.
Fred pulled away, finally. Unfortunately, he could also see six pairs of eyes watching him from the other side… Definitely not good…
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"What's wrong, Ang?" 'Fred' asked her. Angelina just glared silently. She swore she could see the steam coming off of herself, a volcano silently waiting to erupt in the cold.
"Well for one thing, George, you're not Fred. But if you're pretending to be him- then he must certainly be himself over there, snogging Ella." Angelina spat out after hearing George's voice. How she knew it wasn't Fred's, she never knew. But she did. She always did.
George and Alicia's faces whipped across to see Fred and Ella having a tongue-wrestle on the other side of the stadium. Fred pulled away, and looked over towards them. And that was when Angelina knew that the feeling the chocolate had showed her, the one that had been there that whole time, was gone…
The End.
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((I'm just kidding! You don't think I'd end it up like THAT after this whole time, do you? I could practically see that 'gasp' look on your face after reading 'the end'. Actually, all I can see is my computer screen and the keyboard as I type this. But, ANYways. Here's the REAL ending, and I hope it is much more suitable than the one located above! Thanks for your time, hope you enjoyed this fic as much as I did writing it, and hope you'll take the time to leave a review after reading the real ending!! Peace out and Save the Llamas Kelsey))
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It had been over two years now since they had graduated from Hogwarts. Angelina walked down the snowy lane in a small village outside of Hogsmeade, making her way towards the apartment that she, Katie, and Alicia had lived since graduation.
As she walked, her boots left light indentations in the snow. Her breath rose like steam from her mouth.
Something about this, and she remembered… Her sixth year, that day of the second Task. So much had happened on and since that day… So much.
She walked up to the small lodging building. Katie and Alicia would be out with George and Brian. She was the odd woman out… And who knew where Fred was around now?
She grabbed her wand and muttered the key-word to get into the apartment, and flicked on the lights. Just as she expected, no one was there. More time to study for myself, she thought as she removed her winter garments.
After making her way to the living room, Angelina spied something on the table. What was this? A little box… An owl hooted from next to her own Tawny on a perch.
"Now who are you from?" She asked the Great Horned Owl, before plopping onto the couch, parcel in hand. He hooted back in reply.
Angelina carefully removed the top off, and inside she saw a small heart-shaped chocolate. Only one, yet it seemed to stand out in her memory…
"Hmm. Seems harmless." Angelina shrugged, before popping it into her mouth. Warmth filled her chilled veins, and a vortex of color, and good feeling… a feeling so familiar…
"Now look behind you…" The colors seemed to whisper. Angelina could feel herself turning around, and when the colors fade, Fred was standing there. Just looking so perfect. Angelina shot him an inquisitive look.
"Oy, Angelina?" He asked, taking her hands.
"What is it, Fred?" She replied back, with a smile.
"Wanna marry me?" He smirked. Whoa. Angelina did a double take. Had he actually said that? Yes, he had, otherwise they both wouldn't be grinning so madly.
"Sure." She shrugged, trying not to make a big deal out of it… before she pulled him into a kiss… And she knew that the feeling would stay…
The Official The End