Note:  None of the names are mine in this story.

Fred's POV: 

Potions; the most boring class of them all if you ask me.  But not today.  I grinned to myself.  Last night, George and I had cleverly slipped a can of Exploding Weasley's Wonder Wart Cream into the top drawer of Snape's desk.  Now it was only a matter of time.  I glanced over at George, but he obviously had his mind on other things…such as staring at the back of Alicia Spinnet's head.   'He's got it bad for her," I thought, shaking my head.  'Real bad…and the sad thing is that he's too much of a coward to say anything to her.'  As for my love life…where is she?

I looked around the room, but there was no sign of my dark haired beauty.  The seat beside Alicia, where she usually sat, was empty.  I guess that I was too fascinated in watching Snape turn into a giant growth to notice.  Feeling guilty, I turned my concentration back to Snape.  He caught my eye and looked suspiciously at me.  I just grinned.

He shook his head and wandered back to his desk.  George, pulling his gaze away from Alicia's lovely locks, looked at me with an evil grin.  We both were straining our necks to see Snape's expression when the drawer blew up in his face. 

From behind us, the dungeon door opened loudly.  A voice boomed, "Fred Weasley, Alicia Spinnet."  It was McGonagal.  I could tell by the tone of her voice.  I slammed my fist on the desk as I watched Snape pull his ugly pale hand sharply back from the drawer.  Then, I forced myself to look at McGonagal's old, wrinkly face.

George hit my shoulder, like he always did before I got a detention from this old brute.  She probably had caught us out of bed past hours again.  No big deal.  But…if I were getting detention, then why was goody-too-shoes, Alicia Spinnet, also getting called down with me.  I rose from my seat, allowed Alicia to go before me, and then followed her to the doorway.  McGonagal gave me a sympathetic smile, and started down the long hallway.  Alicia looked at me quizzically, and I shrugged.  She giggled, and we walked side by side down behind McGonagal.  From behind us, there was a loud BOOM that shook the floors.  Catching her off-guard, Alicia squealed and ran into my arms.  I smiled down at her, and she blushed. 

From inside the classroom, I heard Snape yell, "WEASLEY!"  I let out a slight laugh and watched as George fled from the classroom, waving to us as he passed.  Snape soon followed, grabbing me by my neck collar and shoving me into McGonagal's face.  I watched as she tried to cover her laughter, for Snape's head was swelling by the minute.  He looked like a huge boil ready to pop.  I struggled to free myself of his slimy grip.  "These two hooligans have once again smuggled some exploding cream into my desk.  Please see that their punishments suit them.  Now, please excuse me while I go too Madame Pompfrey's office."

He let go of my collar and rushed down the hall.  Alicia smiled at me and giggled.  "That was clever of you."  I grinned proudly.

"As clever as it was, Mr. Weasley," McGonagal said.  "You will be punished severely."  I nodded, not really caring.  I had gotten detention before. "Now, please follow me."

"What do you suppose this is about?" Alicia whispered to me.  Her warm breath on my neck, near my ear, sent goose bumps down my spine.

"We'll find out soon enough, 'eh?" I asked.  She giggled, causing her curly auburn hair to fall in front of her face.

McGonagal stopped near the gargoyle and whispered the password so we couldn't hear.  We then followed her up the stairs.  Dumbledore sat behind his desk, and smiled at the two of us as we entered.  Sitting across from him was Angelina, eyes puffy and red.  When she spotted me, she ran into my arms and started crying again, soaking the front of my robes.  I looked at Alicia, who just shrugged.