great chapter PAMS PAMS PAMS !!!!!

that chapter was good!!

awesome post!!!...waiting for more...it was really nice...and the one which i liked the most was this quote
engraving the quote at the entrance is such a wonderful idea!!!

yeah-heh go dav! =]
i likey alot hun

thanks mama! I'm gonna try to get over this writer's block

Good luck hope it passes soon PAMS

Take a Hint

Angelina wiped her eyes and focused on the man she thought was her Fred. It was George. She tried to pull herself together and speak to him. She wanted to speak but the words wouldn't form. Instead she looked at her surroundings. The castle was silhouetted nicely against the dark mountains and the moon light made it look majestic. It was always wonderful to sit with Fred and joke about which poor unsuspecting slytherin would be pooing themselves senseless with his wheezy wizarding wheezes products. A smile formed on her lips and she turned to look at George.
"I always loved sitting out here with him. I got to know parts of him that no one else ever got a chance to see. Sometimes I feel bad about that. I wish everyone could have known how romantic and tender he could be." George wiped the tear that rolled down her cheek and she held on to his wrist and locked eyes with him.
"This attraction that we think we feel for each other is centered on the fact that you look so much like him and he dated me. It's not real and it's not right." She let go of his wrist and stood up. He looked up at her.
"That might be a part of it Angelina. But it is not all of it." He stood as well. She turned to face him.
"Why did you follow me here? Jennifer is probably waiting for you now. You should go," she said quietly but firmly. She then turned her back to him.
"I will go." Angelina then disappeared into the night leaving George on the pitch staring into the darkness that she had disappeared into.

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Angelina had been tossing and turning in bed for hours. She was simply unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She squeezed her eyes shut willing sleep to come to them.

Angelina’s eyes fluttered open. She was awoken by a soft kiss on her lips. Some one was sitting on the edge of her bed bent over her. She rubbed her eyes and frowned when the image of the person cleared.
“George what are you doing here? You have to leave.”
“I’m not George. I’m Fred.” To prove himself he pulled back his long red hair to show a perfect right ear. Angelina’s eyes welled with tears. She pulled herself up on her pillows and reached out to touch his face. He smiled at her and liked he always did, he wiped her tears away. He then smirked at her.
“I can’t believe you thought I was George!”
“You’re supposed to be dead Fred Weasley of course I thought you were George!” Fred smiled and kissed her.
“I can’..I can’t go on without you Fred. It’s so hard.” Fred frowned at her and pulled his feet up some more on her bed.
“You certainly don’t sound like the Angelina Johnson I know. I have never heard you say that you can’t do anything.” He ran his thumb down her face.
“I miss you so much Fred.”
“I know Angel, that’s why I’m here. I can’t be happy knowing that you’re not happy Ange. You have to move on. You’re one of the strongest persons I know. I want you to promise me that you’ll let George take care of you. He loves you just as much as I do.”
“What do you mean...I don’t understand...”
“There’s a fifty percent chance that you both would have been together but I beat him to asking you to the Yule ball. You can trust George Ange, he’s holey now remember?” He grinned and Angelina laughed through her tears. He soothed her hair back and smiled at her.
“Promise me that you’ll let him take care of you Angel.” He looked her deep into her coffee brown eyes and she nodded.
“I promise.”
He stood and moved from the edge of her bed.
“Where are you going? Please don’t go...” Fred smiled sadly at her and shook his head.
“I have to go, I don’t belong here anymore. I love you Angelina Johnson.”
“I love you too Fred Weasley...”

Angelina rubbed her eyes, they were wet. Had she been crying? It was definitely morning and she had no idea that she had even fallen asleep. She reached under her pillow like she did every morning and pulled out her picture, only there was something else under there as well. It was Gryffindor wrist band that he had given to her when she had been made quidditch captain. She had given it back to him the night of the Great War. Tears welled up in her eyes again and she rubbed the item against her cheek.
“Fred….” She whispered softly. Hadn’t it been just a dream?

She pulled the covers off her and got out of bed. She had promised Fred that she would give George a chance and that’s what she would do. It was Sunday which meant no quidditch training, but Diagon Alley would be open. She went to shower hoping that George wouldn’t mind her popping.


Diagon Alley

George had a lousy night. He had gotten no sleep at all and to make matters worse he thought he saw his dead brother standing over him that night. He ran a hand through his long red hair. He was obviously agitated. To worsen his mood he was feeling crappy about Angelina turning him down again, plus Jennifer thought he and her were in some kind of relationship. He had dug himself in deep with this one. She shouldn’t have kissed her back. He yawned widely as he took stock of his new merchandise only to turn around and almost bump into someone.
“Jennifer!..What’s that you got there?” She had made him a big cup of his favourite Blue Mountain Coffee and breakfast that she brought to him on a tray. He smiled at her.
“Wow you really shouldn’t have.” She beamed as he took the tray from her.
“I wanted to take it to you in bed, but you were already up so I figured I would let you eat while I take over from here.” George felt a pang of guilt. Just moments before he was thinking about Angelina and Jennifer had made him breakfast. He leaned over and kissed her. Someone cleared their throat behind them and he broke away.
“Ange! What are you doing here?”

Angelina felt stupid. Why had she come over here? Because her dead boyfriend told her to give his twin brother a chance in a dream. She had even worn that yellow dress he and Fred always liked her in.
“I just thought I would stop by. I’m sorry I’m interrupting you.” She turned on her heels and disappeared into the crowd.

that's so nice to read your post after so long...i feel so bad for Ange and George...i hope things get settled between both of them and well Jennifer of course...she really seems to be a sweet and kind girl...waiting for more...

I'm sorry I kept you waiting so long..promise the next chapter is coming really soon ^.^

Awesome update! Can't wait to read more! I feel bad for angie and George as well...the dream or reality or whatever it was, was sweet though. I thought Jen and George were over? And that he liked angie not Jen?!! Did I mention great post? PAMS! PAMS! PAMS!

Awesome update! Can't wait to read more! I feel bad for angie and George as well...the dream or reality or whatever it was, was sweet though. I thought Jen and George were over? And that he liked angie not Jen?!! Did I mention great post? PAMS! PAMS! PAMS!

thank you! ^.^ and yes well he loves Angelina but shes been pushing him away and Jen has been there so you know how boys are :p lol

Also I'm thinking I can help Jen out in the end

Brilliant new chapter, cant wait to read more.

The Grand Opening

The building was large and beautiful. It was painted in a beautiful shade of blue and was about five stories. It stood out from the other buildings in Godric's Hollow because of course it was a lot more modern and had a bit of Muggle flair thanks to Deana and Hermione. They had hired muggle Architectures and of course Wizards were employed as well to put on the finishing touches. As was planned there was the quote from their past headmaster inscribed above the entrance of the building. The yard had big trees with an assortment of swings and jungle gyms, sand pits and sitting areas and everything that kids would enjoy. On the inside there were two nurseries, a kitchen, playrooms, there was even a T.V room (Mr.Weasley spent most of the day clicking through the channels with his nose practically pressed against the screen) and of course the sleeping quarters, store rooms etc.

The opening ceremony was officiated by the Minister of Magic Himself Kingsley Shacklebolt and was attended by what seemed to be half of the wizarding world. Kingsley stood on the podium in front of the new building that was sporting a big red bow magically levitating in front of the door, giving his closing speech with the large crowd in front of him. The founders stood a little in front of everyone and were applauded by the masses as Kingsley paid homage to them. They beamed brightly.
"And now!," said Kingsley in his booming magically amplified voice.
"Mr.Harry Potter will cut the ribbon and officially open up the Albus Dumbledore Memorial Orphanage!"
Harry released Ginny's hand and walked past Kingsley to the steps of the building were he used his wand to magically undo the ribbon. The crowd cheered widely and Harry grinned.
The children were brought in from St.Mungos and the over run Stockwell Orphanage and were let inside the building by a kind looking plump raven haired witch. The rest of the crowded pulled around outside and inside and some queued up to shake hands with the founders.
"Brilliant success don't you think?" Angelina looked. Oliver grinned down at her and slipped into the bench that she was sitting on. She smiled at him and nodded.
"You alright Lina?" he asked, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Yeah Wood, I'm fine, just enjoying the day."
"Well it will only get better, just wait."
Angelina threw a puzzled look at him and he grinned innocently back at her.
"What are you on about Oliver?" He got up, still smiling and took her hand pulling her gently to her feet.
"Come on, you'll see in a bit." Angelina shook her head but went along with him. Not long after there was a rush of excited teens and adults running to the back of the building. Oliver pulled Angelina closer and guided her around back through the crowds. Lee Jordon forced himself through the crowded to a raised platform around the back.
"And now presenting the band that needs no introduction...The Weird Sisters!!" The crowded went wild as the band made their way unto the stage and started playing. Angelina squealed excitedly.
" This is awesome! I love the Weird Sisters..Fred and I danced....never mind. Do you want to dance?"
"You don't need to ask me twice Johnson." He took her hand and pulled her to a clear spot and twirled her twice then bending her back. She laughed.
"Uh, wrong genre wood.."
He laughed and pulled her up.
"I was only messing." They continued dancing together for the next three spells of songs that the band played.
"Whew..I'm beat," Angelina said breathlessly as the band ended another song. Wood nodded in agreement.
"I'll go get us some refreshments, be back in a bit." He kissed her cheek and she smiled at him. She bobbed to the music as the Weird Sisters started playing a much smoother song. Couples started pairing up and Angelina began to feel awkward. She felt a tap on her shoulder and she turned around and was face to face with George. She looked at him but said nothing.
"I saw you and Wood." He said looking down into her eyes. She shrugged.
"Yeah I like to dance you know that." She answered dryly. He frowned slightly.
"I like this song, do you want to dance with me?" She hesitated for a while but moved in closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she put her hands around his neck. She closed her eyes taking in the familiar scent of his after shave. He and Fred used the same brand. That coupled with his familiar built had her pulling herself closer into him. She snuggled into him and George held her closer. Their feet stopped moving, instead they gently swayed to the music and for a little while they were the only two people there.
"I wanted to dance with you at the Yule Ball when this song was playing, but you and Fred seemed to be having a moment.."
Angelina thought back to the night. He kissed her in the middle of this song and she felt then like she did now, like they were the only two people there. She didn't answer, she just held him closer. He tilted her chin up to look at him.
" I should have..."
"May I have my dance partner back Weasley?" Wood was standing in front of them with two cups in his hands. Angelina pulled away and George fought hard to not scowl at Wood. He looked at Angelina for a while then walked off. Oliver handed her the drink then looked at George's departing figure.
"Did I walk in on something?" he asked turning his gaze back to her. She shook her head.
"No you didn't," she said softly.

WHAT? "No you didn't" are u f-ing kidding me? They should have kissed, but I guess leaving us with the suspense might attract more readers? But it'll kill ur faithful ones! *falls over and dies* awesome post! PAMS!

Yea I definetly know how boys are *winks* lol! I hope she stops pushing and starts pulling him closer! I hope that Jen will find someone too can't wait for another post (no pressure, I hope) PAMS! XD

lol I sowwy!*revives you* I'm gonna write another chapter tomorrow

Awesome I'll check back as soon as I can (although I think this next week will be fairly busy) *sighs*
PS still working on a FF but haven't posted it yet /

omg! that was so coolly written...i have never disliked Wood but now he actually is making me dislike him!!!...he shouldnt have walked on to something and he very well can see that he did!...
waiting for more....

those chapters were Awesome :O:O PAMS PAMS PAMS

Happy Birthday Angel pt.1

“This game is everything! The championship cup is right within our grasp, all we have to do is reach out and take it. We have all trained our arses off six days a week to get here. WE deserve this championship title not those ruddy Canons! Give me an early birthday gift guys. Let’s rock their world Tutshill Tornado style! Hands in.” Her team mates roared in approval at Angelina’s pre-match pep talk and piled their hands on top of hers, then let out a thunderous TORNADOS. The coach looked on proudly.
As everyone prepped for the match that would kick off in just a few minutes Angelina attempted to slip into the Captain’s locker room for a moment of alone time, but her path was blocked by Wood, who was leaned up against the door grinning. Angelina noted how handsome he looked. He had always been eye candy but now his boyish cuteness was replaced by mature handsome good looks.
“Great Speech Johnson, see I did teach you well.” Angelina grinned
“Yes four years of your pep talks finally took it’s toll on me.”
“Glad I could be of service Ma’am.” He eased his body off the door and moved in closer to her. Angelina froze. She had day dreamed of this moment as a third year girl, Oliver Wood coming in close for a kiss. She fidgeted uncomfortably as Wood took both her hands in his and smiled at her.
“Good luck Johnson.” He kissed her cheek and walked off.
Finally she made it to her locker room and plopped down on a bench. The usual butterflies were there, but so was incredible sadness. Her first final without Fred. The other games were hard enough but he had always visited her right before she went unto the pitch for every final she had ever been to. She took the arm band off and rubbed it against her cheek as tears spilled over her eyelids.
“I wish you were here Fred Weasley,” she whispered softly. Mrs. Weasley had told her that it was good to cry. She said it was good for releasing the pain, so Angelina Johnson wept in the locker room minutes away from the final between the Tutshill Tornados and the Chudley Canons.
There was a knock at her door and she jumped to her feet and dried her eyes. She opened the door to see George standing there. Before he could speak she buried herself in his shirt. Instinctly he wrapped his arms around her.
“I know he always visited before a big game. I thought a friendly face would be nice.” She nodded and held him tighter. After a few moments he pulled away and held her at arms length.
“Make us proud then Ange.” He kissed her forehead then left. As she watched George leave Angelina felt the heavy sadness leave as well. Sure his hair stuck up at the back all wrong, but his visit had the same effect.

*
Angelina screamed as Brent, the team seeker, chased her with a huge container with very cold athlete hydrating potion (bwahah wizarding Gatorade :p).
“Wet me with that Brent Oakley and you’ll have yourself five hundred push ups!” She yelled. Brent grinned and continued to advance. The rest of the team and the coach (who had the huge silver quidditch cup next to him) looked on laughing.
“The season’s over skipper, so unless we both get called for England for the world cup, I aint doing no push ups!” Angelina frowned and within seconds was drenched in purple potion.
“You are a dead man Brent! Let’s see how you look with Antlers.” She grinned wickedly and Brent’s eyes widened in horror.
“You better run Oakley, she means it!” Wood called to the man. Angelina whipped out her wand and Brent ran the length of the pitch screaming.

Hehe great chapter PAMS PAMS PAMS !!!!!!

thank you! pt 2 of this chapter wil be posted in a bit maybe 1 hour from now or so

...always imagined him as one...

this was really sweet...
and the end was funny...waiting for more...as always......

more coming up in a few ^.^ I'm glad you're liking it