"That's just what I hate about you!" Ron shouted at Hermione in the Gryffindor common room, "You're always on my case about everything!"
"I'm just trying to help you Ron!" Hermione cried back.
"Well, don't!" Ron stormed off, "just leave me alone," he slammed the common room door behind him.
"UGH!"
There was a huge thud and Ron crashed straight into the body walking past the portrait, forcing the opposing person onto the marble floor.
"Watch it!" Ron spat down at the body and stormed off.
The blonde haired girl looked up with tears of pain in her eyes. She clutched her arm as Ron walked away, she could already feel a bruise forming.
"That's not very nice," she muttered under her breath. Suddenly the portrait door opened again and another ginger head rushed out of the door. She had to scoot backwards on the marble floor to avoid being hit again.
"Whoa, whoa," He cried, "Sorry," he held his hands up, "Need a hand?" he held it out for her to haul herself up on.
"Thanks," she muttered, taking it and lacing her fingers through his. She came face to face with him and looked intensely at him, "You look an awful lot like him…" she muttered pointing in the direction that Ron went.
"You mutter a lot," he cocked his eyebrow, "And yeah he's my brother… but you should see my other brother, he looks even more like me,"
"I'm guessing your twins," she flared her nostrils.
"Correct," he wagged his finger and grinned cheekily at her, "George," he held out his had for her to shake it.
"Luna," she smiled weakly and shook his hands gently.
"I was going to find my brother, he just had an argument with…" he paused, "It's complicated," he finally said, "But with someone important to him and I wanted to find him, see if he's alright," he explained, "Wanna come?"
"I gotta get back to my common room, maybe I'll catch you later?" she retied the cord of her jumper around her waist and adjusted her hair band.
"I'll walk you," Fred smiled, weaving through her blonde wavy locks and snaked his arm along her shoulders.
The pair walked down two floors and stopped outside the common room on the fifth floor.
"Thank you for walking me," She grinned
"No problem m'lady," and he docked his invisible hat. He turned to walk away but then retraced his steps and stood infront of her again, "I'm having a party in Hogsmade tomorrow night, do you fancy coming?"
"Yeah why not? It's a Friday and I'll only be in the tower doing essay upon essay," she smiled
"Great, it's above the three broomsticks, 7pm," He wrote down on a piece of parchment for her, "I'll expect you to be there," he winked at her cheekily.
"Right," she smiled and nodded to him and went inside, needless to say she couldn't wait for the party and she couldn't stop smiling.