No, i don't own Fred, or George, or Katie, or Alicia, or Angelina, or even Oliver. Dang, eh?

All rights go to the amazing person that is Jo Rowling!

Katie Bell flopped onto Charlie Weasley's vacant bed with a sigh. It had been a long day. She slowly brushed her curly blonde hair, ignoring her best friends' excited chattering. It was May 2nd and the battle of Hogwarts was over. Katie had managed to escape with some minor injuries: small burns up her left leg, scratches from climbing over the fallen walls of her school, and a bruised cheek from being struck by a crazed Death Eater. Overall, Katie was thankful that her family and friends made it out somewhat unscathed. She was overtired, and all she could think about was curling up on the bed she was sitting on and fall asleep for weeks, but Katie knew her friends would be disappointed in her. In the garden of the Burrow, a party was in full blast. She could hear laughter and music coming from outside of the window. Katie turned her head slightly to see fireworks shoot up from the far edge of the meadow, much to the crowd's enjoyment.

"Katie Bell, wake up and come downstairs with us to party!" Alicia Spinnet chirped from a wooden chair on the far side of the plain room.

"Yeah, Kates. It won't be any fun without you." Angelina Johnson chimed.

"Fine. But just for half an hour. Then I'm going to bed." Katie stubbornly said as she braided her hair and threw on one of Fred's old quidditch sweaters with a pair of washed-out denim shorts.

"Deal! We're going to have so much fun!" Alicia squealed.

As the three girls walked out of the back door, Katie realized that there were tons more people at the Burrow than she thought. It seemed as though everyone from Katie's year at Hogwarts was in the grass, dancing, talking, or laughing with eachother.

"Ladies, you're looking good on this fine night," came two voices, chorused as one. The girls turned around to see two identical gingers walking towards them.

"Except for you, Kates, you look terrible!" exclaimed one of the twins.

"Oh, gee thanks George. And you wonder why I love Fred?" Katie replied sarcastically.

"It's okay, darling. I think you look amazing." Fred added with a grin as he walked forward to take Katie's hand.

"Right, well, I've had enough of this boring romance stuff." George said with a fake yawn. "Angie, fancy a snog?" He asked with a cheeky grin as he grabbed Angelina and walked off to find a bush or tree or shed for them.

"I'm gonna go …. find Oliver…" Alicia said to no one in particular as she dashed off into the crowd of partiers.

"Wow. That was fast. I thought it would take more to get them to go away" Katie said to Fred, as they started to walk towards a small clump of trees, away from the large group of people.

"George reckons that everyone is up for a good snog after today. We all thought we were going to die, after all." Fred replied seriously.

The couple sat down under a large oak tree, still holding hands. Katie looked at Fred's face and noticed that he looked pained.

"Freddie, are you okay?" Katie asked worriedly, while placing her free hand on his cheek.

"No, Kates. I thought I was going to die today. But that's not what scared me most. I thought that you were going to die too."

"Frederick Weasley, I'm alive and you are too. We survived, okay? Now we can live a long, happy life with the crazy people that we call friends and grow old."

"Katie, remember two weeks ago at my Aunt Muriel's when she asked if you and I were married yet? And then you said that you wish?"

"Yeah, Fred, I remember that. Why?"

"When everyone has settled down, will you marry me?"

"…"

"Kates?"

"…."

"Katie Bell, are you crying? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to say anything that would make you cry. Did I do something wrong? Katie?"

"Fred…"

"We don't have to get married! Mum will probably kill us, but what does it matter? Just please, Kates, don't cry!"

"Fred"

"Honestly, Katie, it's no problem. We don't have to have any kids. They would be the worst kids in the world, anyways…"

"Fred Weasley! I'm crying because I'm happy, you git! Now shut up and kiss me."

And then Katie's lips met Fred's. Everything was right with the world. Katie knew that she was going to have a long, happy life with the strange, ginger boy that owned a prank shop. He was her rock, her warmth, and her soul mate.

"Oi, Fred-O! Stop snogging Katie and help me with these fireworks, will ya?"

Want more? If anyone likes it, just comment and I'll post another chapter!

xxooxx -Katie