"Do you know what people will say when they find out that Lilli Snyder, the slightly crazy Ravenclaw, is going out with both of the Weasley twins!" asked Marietta, in a daze.

"Hey, I think it's pretty cool, though I am slightly jealous. You can get two guys and I can't even get one….." Cho paused. "with-with-witho-without him dying…" She had started crying.

"It's okay, Cho…I'm not supposed to tell you this, but…."

Was I going to tell her? I had caught Harry staring at a picture he had of her at the Burrow the day before school started. He had made me sware not to tell…but how would he ever find out? If he does, though, and it gets to Fred and George through Harry and then Ron, will it betray their trust in me? I highly doubt it, but Cho's really sad. Plus, she likes him. How could it not work out for the best?

"The day before school started, I saw Harry staring at your picture. He really likes you," I said, "and Cedric's dead. Your tears won't bring him back. He'd want you to be happy. Really."

"SERIOUSLY!" she shrieked.

"Yes, now please don't scream in my ear. I'm going to go to bed and make sure this isn't part of some surreal dream," I said.

"It's not," Marietta added.

I went to bed in a daze. Lilli, you're going out with both Fred and George. It seems too good to believe, even to myself…

The next day was a Monday.

I met Fred and George in the entrance hall, and got twin hugs before going into breakfast.

We had bacon, waffles, pancakes, bacon, eggs, bacon…

"Girl, you need to stop pigging out. You're going to get all fat," said Cho.

"I'm celebrating, though," I protested.

"One day of celebrating, then we're going to wean you off of this. We care about your health," said Marietta jokingly.

"Alrighty then, whatever," I replied.

The three of us went down to the dungeons for double potions with the Slytherins.

Draco Malfoy was apparently mad at somebody. We could hear shouts from 100 yards away.

Apparently, he and Pansy Parkinson had a fight…

"Obliviate!" he screamed.

He doesn't want her to remember the memories of him and her, perhaps?

Pansy ducked. The spell bounced off the wall, right where her head would have been, and-