BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND: Hehe..it's back. Here is the first chapter of That Famous Weasley Charm II. I couldn't think of a more creative title so I hope you don't mind it..lol. Anyways, I would like to thank every one of my reviewers for That Famous Weasley Charm (I).Now, this story takes place in Angelina, Fred, George, Lee, and Alicia's 7th year and Katie's 6th year. I don't know if it will match up to the first one, but we'll see.

As always for the first chapter, one review and you get the next.

Oh, and I highly recommend you read the first That Famous Weasley Charm (titled like that) before reading this. Thank you.


That Famous Weasley Charm II

This time last year, I was lounging in my back yard thanking Merlin that I wasn't in school to have that damn Fred Weasley ruin my life. Well, times have changed.

This summer, I have done nothing but think about that stupid boy who used to make my life hell. You see, somewhere along the line, I fell in love with this dirty great prat and we—uh—we were together for a bit. Hell, we're still together. I haven't seen him much at all and it is driving me mad. Seeing someone everyday for most of the year and then practically not seeing them at all—its torture.

I received an owl from him the other day that said he missed me and he wanted to see me. I didn't know how I was going to tell my parents that I had been seeing Fred for—some time. I decided to go with the casual 'could my friend come over for a bit' routine, but they didn't buy it. I finally told them that it would be a friend of mine that was a boy and they kind of got the picture. They then proceeded to say that they were going out of town and in no way were they going to allow any of my friends over at that time.

I wrote Fred yesterday to tell him that my parents were going out of town today and that he couldn't come until after they had come back—if that. He hasn't replied yet, I don't know if it's because he's mad or what.

Anyways, my parents left about an hour ago and I'm already bored to death. I've written probably everyone I have come in contact with since I came to Hogwarts. I can't think of anything else to do. I guess I could catch up on some schoolwork, but that is not my cup of tea. Tea—I'll go fix myself a cup of tea.

So, I was in my kitchen my mother so wonderfully designed and I heard a crack!

"Dad, did you forget your suitcase, again?" I asked, not turning around.

"That's new—you've never screamed 'dad' before."

"FRED!"

"Of course, I would be a bit worried if you did," He smiled at me.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Well, Ang, you don't sound happy to see me. And I know that's not true," He raised his eyebrows at me.

"No, no, I am. But, you can't be here. My parents would kill me."

"Fine, I'll go," He shrugged.

"No!"

"Well what is it, Ang?"

My expression softened, "I missed you, Fred Weasley, now come here."

"Yes ma'am," He come towards me and gave me a huge hug in which he lifted me up a bit. "I missed you, Ang."

I smiled at him, "So what have you been up to all this summer?"

"Angelina, Angelina, why are we talking? I haven't seen you in about--" He paused to count on his fingers. "A fortnight."

Okay, so this was not the first time Fred had snuck over to my house. But, um—

I smiled at him, "Yeah, I know. But don't get any ideas. We can not shag in my parents house."

He came closer to me and started kissing my neck—like always, "That is what you said last time."

"And we haven't."

"Yes, but me being here is against the rules, right? So why not break a few more rules?"

I separated from him, "I'm serious, Fred. There is no way that's going to happen," I gave him the most serious look I could muster.


"Angelina, darling!"

"Oh, Merlin, why, me?"

"Please tell me that's the picture box,"

"That's my mother!"

"Why does this always happen?"

"Fred! Get out of here!"

"Where the hell am I supposed to go?"

"I don't care! Just get out of the house!"

"With this?"

"Will you get out?"

Crack!

What the hell am I supposed to do? Shower! I'll be in the shower! So, I ran down the hall and into the bathroom, turned on the shower and jumped in just as I heard a knock on the door.

"Yes?"

"We're back, honey, your dear father forgot his suitcase, again. Can you believe that?"

"No, Ma, I can't," I fake laughed for simplicity.

"Okay, well we're about to go, again, I just wanted to see you again. But, I guess you're busy," I was very busy.

"Alright,"

"Love you,"

"You too, Mum," Woman, go away!

With that, I heard one distinct crack! I knew they had gone. You see, my mother is muggle and my father is a wizard, therefore, they must do side-by-side apparition.

"Damn it!" I got out of the shower and redressed. Why the hell do people always have to—interrupt—Fred and I? Good Merlin, I swear.

Crack!

"Ugh! Will you people stop doing that, already? How did you know they were gone?"

"I accidentally Apparated just outside your house, because I was thinking 'outside'. Anyways, I'm just lucky I didn't splinch myself," He shrugged and I just stared at him, "Well?"

"That was too close, Fred. Too close." I rolled my eyes and walked passed him.

"Yeah, I swear, your bushes are never going to be the same, again. I'm lucky I had my boxers, or--"

I shook my head, he was too much.

"So how many suitcases does your father have? If he has just the one, I seriously doubt they'll back," He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"I think I've had enough for one day, Casa Nova," I patted him on the chest and began to go back downstairs.

"Oh come on! We didn't even finish! How come every time we shag someone has to interrupt?" I mean, damn. I was thinking the same thing.

I just started laughing. "I'm going to watch television, are you coming?"

"Tele—what?" I rolled my eyes.

"Just come sit with me on the couch, alright?" I extended my hand for him to take and he did. I led him downstairs into the living room and sat on the couch. "Have you talked to Lee?"

"He sent me an owl about a fortnight ago and said that Katie wasn't talking to him for something," He shrugged. How curious.

"Well I sent Katie an owl, I guess we'll see what happens. What about George, how is he doing?"

"He's fine. But Alicia is mad at him, too."

"What for?"

He shrugged, "He never wants to talk about it."

"Well what have you been doing?"

"Nothing, really."

I looked at him and he looked at me. I looked away—at the television. A few minutes passed where we just looked anywhere but at each other. It was nerve-racking, really.

I turned my head to look at him and he gave me a lame smirk, "Uh, Ang--" I couldn't take it anymore. Really, talking is very much overrated. I kind of jumped on him—but not really. Anyways, he was surprised that's all I knew. His eyes got all big and then he calmed down and started enjoying it. We haven't had a good snog in a while.

"Fred," I said when I came up for air—that gets me every time. Let me just say—this was probably the most heated snogging session we have ever had—and we've had a lot.

"Ang, let's go upstairs."

"Here."

"Really?" We were kissing all the while and haven't I said before that his kisses make me dizzy? They are so incredible.

"No, upstairs, good," I wasn't thinking properly.

So, while kissing, we got up from the couch and he picked me up and we started towards the stairs. Well, we almost fell at the top but managed to recover. Clothes were discarded before we even got to my room.


"Angelina!"

"HOW MANY DAMN SUITCASES DO YOU HAVE?"

"What did you say to me, young lady?"


HOW IS THAT: For a first chapter? Lol. Well, despite extensive research I couldn't find out if Angelina was pureblood or whatever, but I wanted her to watch television so I decided her mother should be muggle. Anyways, you know, you review and the next chapter gets posted. Thanks for everything, guys.