I realized it in my second year of Hogwarts. The Weasley's were letting me go with them to Egypt to visit a brother. William I think it was? Anyway, I went to the door and knocked. About five minutes later, Ginny is dragging me inside. "Gin, I'm not going anywhere. Let go." I say, trying hard not to cry. The girl had a death grip on my arm and it hurt like hell. Somebody on the couch snickered but I didn't pay attention. "Sorry babes. I'm just excited you and Harry are coming." Ginny says, releasing me. I smirk, a smirk to rival Malfoy I'm sure, and glance at my older brother. He was talking to Ron about something so I yelled, "OI, HARRY!" "What is it Monica?" my brother asks. I smile and do a back bend. He hates it when I do that. Who can blame him? Last year I almost died from being killed by a giant snake. He gets nervous whenever I do something dangerous or stupid.

"Can I hang out with you and the Golden Trio this year?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because you'll get hurt."

"Will not."

"Monica just shut up and go to your room. You're being an idiot." Harry says making me gasps. He never snaps at me. I should have expected it though. I pushed him. Damn me and my stupid stupidity! The gasp made me fall, but a strong arm caught me. "Upsy- daisy, Potter. Don't want the Golden Boy to lose his sister." a familiar voice says. Frederick Gideon Weasley. "Thanks Weasley." I say and make to leave. Arms around my waist made me stop. "Ginny's that way." George says, pointing the opposite way as Fred let me go. They didn't realize the hitch in my breath or the quickening in my pulse. I nod and run into the kitchen. The butterflies in my stomach refused to settle down. That's when I realized it. I liked Fred Weasley.

I realized it in my fourth year at Hogwarts. My family, the Weasley's, were going to visit my brother Bill. Mum decided to let Harry and Monica Potter come because we were friends. I was sitting in the living room when I heard the knock. "I'LL GET IT!" Ginny yelled immediately. About two minutes later she came in, dragging Monica with Harry behind. "Gin, I'm not going anywhere. Let go." Monica says. Ginny seemed to have her in a death grip and not noticing. I didn't blame her though. Monica was close to dead last year because she was petrified so long. "Sorry babes. I'm just excited you and Harry are coming." Ginny says, letting go. Monica smirks, probably realizing the lie, and I caught her glancing at her brother. Harry was talking to Ron about something that happened to him the day before he came here. "OI HARRY!" Monica yells, startling Ginny slightly, though she didn't notice. "What is it Monica?" Harry asked. I chuckle when Monica does a back bend. Such the gymnast. George walked over and said, "Bet you couldn't do that." "Never in a million years would I try that." I say and chuckle. I tune back into the conversation in time to hear Harry say, "... go to your room. You're being an idiot." Monica gasped, falling s she did so. I quickly grab her 'round the waist and help her up. "Upsy- daisy. Don't want the Golden Boy to lose his sister." I joke and look at her. She looked absolutely stunning. Her red hair fell to her hair in curls, her chocolate eyes looking at me. I tease her a bit with my twin before starting to argue with spoken twin.

"You were blushing, Freddie."

"Was not."

"Was to."

"Was not."

"Was to."

"Was not."

"You were, Fred. Just know if you hurt her, we'll both kill you." Harry says before leaving. Ron looked at me funny before leaving also. That's when I realized, I like Monica Potter.