Fred took a deep breath. He'd given his word, though, and maybe it wasn't that bad. After all, Charlie seemed to even enjoy it. So, with the air of a martyr, he rested his hands on her shoulders, bent, and pressed his lips to hers.

But now what? He had to admit it wasn't as awful as all that, but what if George or Lee came looking for him? He lifted his head. "Well?"

She gave him a small, fake smile. "Know in a minute."

"Um, I could write home for some Mandrakes if it didn't work," he offered.

The smile was more genuine now. "Thanks."

The sun set.

Angelina squealed and flung her arms around him. He stiffly patted her head. "Glad to help. Uh, you're not going to tell?"

"I won't tell anyone anything," she promised.

He suddenly realized they were just standing there smiling at each other. "Well, we'd better get going."

She nodded. "Yeah. Oh, can you do me another favor?" she added as they walked back to Hogwarts.

"What's that?"

"If I ever want to try another spell like that, hit me on the head with one of your Bludgers."

He grinned.  "Yeah, I'll do that."


But as Fred hurried into the castle find Lee and George, Angelina grinned to herself.  Boys are so gullible.


Okay, so I changed it again.  That's the real ending now.  And I do realize that I could have just deleted chapter two and edited chapter one, but ... well ... I like your reviews!  I couldn't stand just erasing them!  So you still get two chapters for your reading pleasure.