Author's Note: Alright so this is the last chapter of this short story of mine and i hope anyone who read this enjoyed it despite it's confusing nature. If you're a pirate's fan then I'll be posting the first chapter of a Jack Sparrow story as soon as I'm through posting this. This chapter starts out in Jasmine's POV (which I've noticed I do a lot...maybe cuz she's based off me idk)

Chapter Six

I was pondering over what a tie would mean in regards to our bet while sitting by my usual window in the astronomy tower when I felt someone sit next to me. Somehow I knew it was Fred without even looking. I guess it was because he is the only person I've ever known who could successfully sneak up on me without my knowledge. I was still a little peeved after our detention so I said nothing as he sat there staring at me. After about two minutes of looking up at shiny stars that just seemed tacky with the alluring romantic setting, considering the situation, I couldn't stand it. I turned to him sharply, enough to startle him I suppose, and snapped, "What do you want now?"

"Alright I guess I deserve that." He sighed and looked out the window that I had given up on. "But I didn't mean it you know." He said solemnly.

"What are you talking about? What didn't you mean?" I asked skeptically.

"Detention." He said, "I didn't really mean it you know."

My heart sunk. Not only had he taunted me, humiliated me, and stolen my first kiss; but he didn't mean it. "Well you should have thought about that before." I hissed.

"I didn't think you would seriously take it to heart though. You've always been strong after all. And I really just wanted to get you talking. I like it when we banter. I don't know why but I just do. George is great to talk to and all but it gets boring after a while and you just—"

"Whoa, hold on, what? What are you talking about?" He had fully succeeded in confusing the crap out of me.

"I already told you. Detention." He replied a little impatiently.

"I know that but I mean…what part of detention?" I asked sheepishly. Oh come on it's not like I could admit that I actually liked kissing him and didn't want him to take it back.

"What I said to you. I really didn't mean it Jasmine, really I didn't. It's just that--"

"So you weren't talking about the part where you kissed me?" I cocked an eyebrow at him.

"What? No! I mean yes, no, I don't know!" He sighed frustratingly, raking a hand through his firey mane.

"Well which is it?"

"Depends."

"On what?"

"On…what you…want it to…be." He finished nervously.

"…Again…what?!" I'm positive I looked like a bug-eyed freak by now.

"I like you Jasmine. I really, really like you. And the only reason I said the things I did was because I was a stupid idiot who wanted to find some way of getting you to talk and banter like you usually do. You were just so quiet when we were in detention and that's not like you at all so I wanted to get you to start word-jousting with me again and I…just made a complete fool of myself didn't I?" He sighed loudly again. Shocked, I turned back to look out the window and up at the twinkling stars once more. Suddenly the same stars that were so tacky and taunting before seemed the perfect setting. I couldn't quite bring myself to tell him how I felt. It wasn't that I didn't want to. I did. But I couldn't seem to find the right words to do it.

Taking my silence the wrong way, he stood slowly. "I'm sorry." He said, "I should have known you wouldn't go out with a stupid Gryffindor." As he began to turn and head for the door, I did the only thing I could. I quickly stood and walked around him to block his path.

"You know for someone who says he knows all about me, you really don't give me enough credit." I told him referring to his earlier comment of my not talking being 'not like me at all'.

"But you--"

"Hadn't said a word." I interrupted. "I didn't know what to say."

"Well you could have at least told me whether you like me back or not. You know you--" I interrupted him again by planting my lips on his.

Slowly I pulled away. "Does that work for you?" I asked him quietly. Our lips only a finger width apart.

"I think I need one more to get the message." He breathed. I chuckled slightly before he pulled me in for another searing kiss.

We pulled apart one last time. "Well then Mr. Weasley. I'll see you tomorrow then. And we'll see what to do about this little bet we have." With that said, I turned back around and walked out the door.

The next day, Jasmine and I walked down to the Black Lake during lunch to meet up with George and Fred. As the two of us walked down the hill side by side we saw the two of them already down there, waiting for us to join. George spoke up first.

"Lovely weather we're having, wouldn't you agree Fred?" He asked. This confused the crap out of me which I'm sure was evident by the expression on my face.

"Oh yes George I do believe it's a beautiful day. But I think we'll be experiencing a bit of rain." Fred replied while looking up at the sky with his hands clasped behind his back.

"What are you the weatherman now?" Jasmine asked with a clearly confused and yet annoyed expression on her face. Her eyebrows were scrunched together and one of them raised clear to the middle of her forehead. It was actually quite comical.

"What do you think Serena? Rain? No Rain?" Fred asked turning to me.

"Uh…sure?" I replied not quite sure where this was all headed.

"Well that's not quite an answer either you think it'll rain or you don't. It can't be both ways so just saying sure when two scenarios have been presented doesn't quite provide an adequate answer."

"Cut the crap Fred and let's get to the reason why we're all here, while we still have all our teeth and have not the need to use dyes." Jasmine cut in.

"Now there's that witty banter I was looking for." He turned to her and smiled. "But you're not one for patience are you?"

"No." She clipped.

"Glad that we got that over with now what the hell do you we do about this little bet that ended in a tie?" I butted in. This was all fine and dandy that they appeared to be on good terms (well good enough for them to be anyway) but they could banter on their own time. I was getting hungry and there was only forty-five minutes left of lunch.

"Well the deal was that the winner got to keep the loser for one week of servitude." Began George.

"But as we seem to have in fact tied." Continued Fred.

"And repeating another week worth of pranks would be suicide."

"We've decided that it would be best."

"For us each to do one thing per the other's request."

"What all of a sudden you two are Dr. Seuss?" Jasmine asked.

"So what you're saying is that Jasmine and I do something for you two and then you two have to do something for us?"

"Precisely." They both said together.

"All right then what do you want us to do?" I asked.

"Well." Said George, "We want the two of you,"

"To accompany the two of us,"

"To the up and coming,"

"Yule Ball." They finished on the same note. Jasmine turned to me with a smirk on her face and I instantly knew she had a plan.

"Fine." I said, "Then we want the two of you,"

"To come down to the Slytherin Common room,"

"On the night of said ball,"

"To pick us up." We finished in much the same manner as they did.

"Deal." They said together, shaking our hands. Jasmine and I then turned to go back to the Great Hall for lunch until we were each stopped by our respective Weasley twin.

"Where do you think your going?" Fred asked Jasmine.

"To the Great Hall for lunch." She replied.

"We're hungry." I added.

"By the time you two get up there lunch will be over. There's only half an hour left. It'll take a good twenty minutes to get to the hall." George said.

"Which is why we set up a little picnic for the four of us right here." Fred pulled Jasmine gently to the other side of the tree to reveal a blanket and picnic laid out facing the lake.

"Wow. That's…really unexpected. But nice. Thank you." She stumbled over her words while looking from the picnic to Fred.

"The same goes for me." I replied looking at George. The four of us had a nice picnic, and a little bit of snogging by the lake side before we had to go up to the castle as our free period was soon to be over.

Narrator's POV:

The night of the Yule Ball came and Fred and George were getting into the dress robes hurriedly, wanting to run down to the Slytherins' common room right that second to grab their dates and whisk them away.

Jasmine and Serena were not in as much of a hurry as the Weasley twins however as they had started early and gotten everyone out of the common room and then gotten dressed themselves up in the dorm. Jasmine has donned a black and deep blue dress with a halter top. Silver ribbon web work began from the top and wove their way down as the black faded away into blue and the material flowed and pooled around her feet. She wore a pair of strappy black heals to had a bit of height and she prayed she's be able to somewhat match Fred in height.

Serena also wore a black and blue dress with a halter top. The dress was solid black with blue flowers beginning from the left side of the halter strap and weaving their way down to stretch the entire width of the dress around her hips. The vines that connected the flowers together were a slightly darker shade of the same blue. She too had worn black heals but not out of wanting to be taller for George. She in fact needed to wear the heals, else she'd be tripping over her own gown left and right.

The two were just putting the finishing touches on their special surprise for the twins when they heard the portrait door beginning to swing open. They both quickly stepped to the side and out of view and saw Fred and George step right into their trap. Both tripped over the invisible wire and fell face first into their own whipped crème pie. When they lifted their heads out of the tin pie plate they revealed the words:

"We" and "Win"