“Oh. I see we have a feisty one here. She must be a Death Eater.” Fred joked. 
 
“Or a Slytherin.” George added. 
 
“I’m muggle born!” The girl exclaimed, stomping on George’s foot really hard. 
 
“Ow!” He shouted, still having a hold of her as his foot now smarted. For such a tiny thing, she sure had a good stomp in her.

Fred wasn’t much of a threat with only the one arm because he couldn’t hold her down. Danika managed to break free and she ran for it. She held the notebook against her body with one arm and ran up the stairs. Fred chased after her. “I’m gonna get you!” He exclaimed. 

Danika made it to her room and she locked the door. This didn’t do much good because Fred pulled out his wand and pointed it at the lock. “Alohamora.” He said and the door unlocked. 

Sometime in the late morning hours, Danika started tossing and turning in her sleep. She started having dreams in great detail like digital picturing and surround sound. In her first dream, Fred came sliding across the floor on his feet. He was wearing nothing but a white, button-down dress shirt, underwear, and a pair of sunglasses. It was just like Tom Cruise in Risky Business and Fred was being exactly like him. He even started doing some dance moves, which was rather scary. 

Fred felt confused, not understanding what a movie’s purpose had been. He looked mystified by the building called The Matisse. The name of the theater lit up in yellow because of its giant neon letters. People were waiting in a long line behind a red rope and they were noisily talking to others they had come to the movies with. Fred looked up at the sign to read the titles of the movies playing. There were only two and he read them out loud. 

Fred crawled into the bed and under the covers, wrapping his arms around her. Then he kissed her on the forehead before pulling away and smiling at her. “Well, since you’re so miserable, I’ve decided to come be miserable with you, even if it means for the rest of our lives.”