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    Rating
    Mature
    Chapters
    43
    Words
    224,645
    Characters
    Fred, George, Oliver, OC, OtherCanon
    Primary Relationship
    Other Pairing
    Secondary Relationship(s)
    Genre(s)
    Fluff, Humor, Romance
    Era
    Hogwarts
    Advisory
    Contains profanity, Mild violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme, Spoilers
    Story Reviews
    2,162
    Status
    Completed
    First Published
    2009-02-05 9:28pm
    Last Chapter
    2014-09-19 10:39am
    Last Updated
    2014-09-19 10:39am

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    Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
    1 Janet or Juniper or JoJo

    “Oliver sent me the address to his new flat,” I said confidently, helping myself to an apple out of the fridge.

    “What area of London is it in?”

    “The shady area with all of the rogue blokes with knives,” I said casually and smiled with the puppy dog eyes.

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    2 Riffraff Reserves

    “Where are you going?”
    “What? Dad’s can’t go have fun?”
    I gaped at him. “Not that I’m aware of.”

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    3 An Awkward, Sexy Conversation

    “What has you in such a good mood?”
    “The weather is nice today.”
    “You’re a bad liar.”
    “At least I know you got that trait from me.” He smiled again, this time a little more maliciously.

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    4 To Spinnet Cottage

    I would never get tired of using that word. It was like a new piece of my Oliver-dating personality. It made me feel strangely dangerous. Like I was going to walk down a dark alley in London and stab someone all while not flossing my teeth.

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    5 Hook, Line, and Sinker

    “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this,” Alicia said, groaning at Oliver’s gesture. “I just can’t get the image of them at each other’s throats out of my head. Fight or something, this is getting weird.”

    “Perry, laps,” Oliver said and I splashed him.

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    6 Flash of a Firefly

    “What in Merlin’s name are you sorry about?” She yawned again. Angelina mumbled something. “I am the sorry one. I’ve screwed everything up.”

    “I’m sorry for not being what you wanted.”

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    7 Birthday Blues

    “How about that toilet situation?”

    I groaned. “Not on my birthday.”

    “That excuse won’t work tomorrow.”

    “I was hoping you would conveniently forget about it tomorrow.” I smiled wide.

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    8 Bridget Lilion

    She beamed and her teeth were very straight and white and for some reason I wanted to punch them all out.

    Who was I kidding? I knew exactly why I wanted to punch them all out.

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    9 A Crusting of Cake

    Oliver let out a sigh. “Don’t hate poor Bridget.”
    “And why not?”
    “Because she’s dumber than a box of Bludgers and likes my pretty face.” He smiled.
    “I’m not sure why, you’re quite the jerk, Oliver Wood.”

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    10 He'd die, Lou Beckett

    What does he do? HE’S A BLEEDING QUIDDITCH PLAYER.

    “He graduated this year actually—plays sports now.”

    “Oh, football?”

    Football is for prats! Huge sodding prats. Oliver would never be associated with it and its silly white and black ball.

    “Yeah.”

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    11 Short Skirt, Long Sigh


    Ah, but I wouldn’t be walking. I could Apparate now and by George, I was going to. By Fred as well.

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    12 Story Worth a Thousand Pictures

    "It’s not like we ended in some huge disaster fight like Oliver and I did. We can still be friends and chat about life and problems and the color of draperies.”

    “Do you think we’ll ever talk about draperies?”

    “Probably not, but the possibility is there.” I shrugged.

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    13 A Bouquet of Break

    At the moment a cheesy soap opera was on with overacting and plots that went for days. I smiled, took a bite of my breakfast, and concentrated on who slept with whom and why someone had a baby without sleeping with anyone.

    Okay, she slept with her daughter’s fiancé. He tried to cover it up by pretending he had a baby pre-engagement—who was that lady? I had no idea. It was too complicated to hold my attention.

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    14 Measuring Tape Needed

    “I don’t care about lemonade,” said Fred, clearly scandalized. “I was taking about Jane’s legs. Blimey, have they gotten longer. I think they have. Katie, do you have measuring tape up at the house?” He leaned down and stared at my newly tan legs.

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    15 No Reasons for Restless Napkins

    "Jane, what do you think about this one?”

    I stared at a lacy dress with strange trim and a weird neckline. “It’s horrible.”

    “Okay. Good. Just making sure you can be trusted with an opinion.”

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    16 Playing Pretend

    “I feel like I should get some really high heels and walk down a bit staircase with a banister.”

    “Alicia, you would be sliding down the banister and you know it.”

    “And I have a feeling Lee would let me.” She checked out her rear end in the mirror. Satisfied, she turned back to me.

    “Lee would be right behind you yelling out bobsled calls.”

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    17 Are You Loony, Jane?

    “How’s Lee?” Alicia said, practically drooling on the table to figure it out. “He hasn’t sent me a letter since you boys left. Has be found a new woman?”

    “He’s bleeding annoying, that’s what he is,” Fred replied. “Always whining—why can’t we go back? Leesh is gunna murder me! Blah blah blah, I don’t care. He’s a complainer, that Lee. Get him out of that habit, will you?”

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    18 Dancing with Dishy Denters

    “There’s a bird in your room!” she screamed. “Oh! I’ve read about this—Jane, it has rabies! Don’t touch it! You’ll get bird flu for certain. Jane—oh, God! You’ve got bird flu. You’re going to sprout wings in six to eight weeks. You’ll be a laughing stock! Your boyfriends in America won’t want anything to do with you.”

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    19 Cheese to go with that Wine?

    “Tell me about what your plans are for after graduation!”
    “How many times have you caught the Snitch?”
    “How does Liam Denters compare to Oliver Wood?”
    “Have you donated to the cause?”

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    20 Linked Umbrella

    “You’re home early,” he said, yawning.

    “It’s one-thirty.” I laughed a bit, kicking my heels onto the rug.

    “Oh. Well then you’re home late.” Another yawn and he stretched.

    4,500 66
    21 Missing You

    “Ah, I see.” Oliver looked nervous. I hadn’t seen him nervous in ages. There were girls eyeing him from the table over but he didn’t notice. I liked that, but I’d never tell. “They’re too good together. We have to fix this.”

    He said we.

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    22 Brownies

    “Okay. Are you ready?” The door shut.

    “I guess,” I said, chuckling. “I really have no idea what I’m ready for, but I’m ready.”

    Oliver leapt out from the hallway, standing in the light from the window, and I gasped. Literally, I nearly choked on nothing at all.

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    23 Slytherin Sweater and the Sixties

    "Yes, sorry, Amanda, Jane does have me on a rather short leash. I just can’t do anything about it.”

    “Well.” She looked put out, smoothing the mix into the crust. “When you can, call me, okay? She goes through them like the plague.”

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    24 Malicious

    “Jane, what on earth are you doing?”

    I smiled maliciously. I even felt a little malicious. That sounded like a good name for a kitten. Little Malicious, walking around causing trouble and whatnot. I wanted a kitten. Mental note.

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    25 Ginger Wits and Brute Muscle

    "You’ll just have to live with that being with Jane. You’ll also have to deal with other people hitting on her and George having a picture of her legs in his room. That Fred took.”

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    26 Who Knew it was a Girl?

    “Erm,” I mumbled. Drat! “I’m not really sure, Mrs…”

    “Call me Valerie, love,” she said, smiling. “Prefixes are for newlyweds and nineteenth century England.”

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    27 Luxe Bevington and Shrimp

    “Think of it as improv,” Alicia said cheerfully. “We can all play characters! I’ll be mysterious, yet light and airy since no one knows I really hold lots of secrets in my full, luxurious head of shiny hair.”

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    28 Raising the Drama

    “How’s the Quidditch world, Captain?”

    Ang coughed.

    “Erm, ex-Captain,” said Alicia, rolling her eyes.

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    29 Pride, Prejudice, and Pleasantries

    “Can I cut in?”

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    30 Threatened.

    “Don’t worry, none of the raunchy details.”

    “Did we even have raunchy details?”

    Roger cocked a brow.

    “Nevermind,” I said blushing

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    31 Matchy-Matchy Mismatches

    His brown eyes made me freeze, unaware of the muffin dropping with a soft thud onto the tile floor.

    “Gunna eat that?” Fred asked, grabbing the muffin off the ground and taking a bite.

    Angelina nudged him. “You’re gross.” He bit her in response.

    5,217 24
    32 Hostages

    “We have twin-connect. It’s like mind power.” He paused dramatically and turned around, peering at the forest. “For twins.”

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    33 Infatuation with Ice Cream and Idiocy

    “She hits on Roger?” Fred said, his nose wrinkling. “I’m going to come over and set her straight. Gryffindors are the only ones worth fancying. Obviously.”

    “You’re not going near her,” Angelina said, plopping down on Fred’s lap. “She might club you over the head and drag you back to her hut.”

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    34 Obliviate.

    Oliver,

    Please come over. I need your help.

    Jane

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    35 We Need to Talk

    "I’d leave Lee for Wood.” She snorted. “I’m only joking.” Pause. “Or am I?” Pause. “Of course I’m joking.” Pause. “You’ll never know.”
     
     

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    36 Fred, Phineas, and Georgette

    “Our first session starts in an hour.”

    “What is it?”

    “Facials.” He grimaced. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

    “She might not,” Alicia mumbled against Roger’s chest, “But I will.”

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    37 The Lighthouse

    “What are you fears then?” I said, my body weak with vulnerability.

    “Mine?” he said. “I’m Oliver Wood. I’m not allowed to have fears.”

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    38 He Knows Everything

    "The poor thing. I slammed the door in her face and told her to focus on herself.” He smirked. “Then I opened it and grabbed her and kissed her like I’d never kissed anyone.”

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    39 Arrows, Puddlemere, and Magpies

    “So what?” Fred said impatiently. “What are you two, anyway? Obsessive snoggers? Perpetual saliva-exchangers? Something else cleverly thought up be me that I can’t think of?”

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    40 Why don't you stay?

    Lee dipped his finger in his ice cream and smeared it across my face.
    “How could I forget you?” I grumbled.
    “You can’t. Since you love me and all.” He shot me a wink. “Romantically."
    He got my entire cone in his face.

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    41 The Bucket List

    “I hope Oliver hears about this,” I teased.

    “I’ll even tell him we were shamelessly flirting,” he said, kicking off from the benches and soaring over the pitch.

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    42 Really Quite Happy (part 2)

    Jane,
    Two weeks three days.
    The left side of my bed is cold.
    This is killing me.
    Oliver

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    43 Epilogue

    We still keep a bottle of red on top of the fridge. Just in case we need it.

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