FRED
Dear Athena,
Where have you been? You haven't answered mine or George's owls all summer! Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that we'll be at the Quidditch World cup tomorrow, so if you message me during that time, I won't be available. I wish you would write once in a while. I miss you loads. Hope to see you soon!
Love,
Fred
I looked over the letter one last time, sighed, and sealed it. I walked down the stairs and fetched Errol from the kitchen. Why wouldn't Athena write back? Perhaps her parents found out about us. It seemed possible, a Malfoy daughter in love with a Weasley son. I highly doubt my parents would approve.
Father, Ron and George came bounding down the stairs. "Fred," Dad said, "Would you like to come with us to fetch Harry?" I started to shake my head, but then I saw George discreetly pull a bag of our Ton-Tounge Toffees out of his pocket, wink, then put them back. "Actually," I said, "I do wanna go"
Who knows, maybe this is just the distraction I need to take my mind off of Athena.
ATHENA
Joy rushed over me as I recalled Fred's latest letter. He'd be at the Quidditch Cup too! We're leaving tonight by Portkey. Perhaps tomorrow we'll see each other…
"ATHENA! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?"
I snapped out of my day dream. I'd forgotten we were at dinner. "Sorry father." I muttered under my breath. "Speak up! You know how I hate the mumbling!" My father snapped. "I asked you if your bags were packed. We're leaving right after dinner."
"Yes father, I'm all set." I finished eating and went up to my room. How long could I keep mine and Fred's relationship a secret? I'd have to tell my parents eventually. I sighed and picked up the photo Fred and I had taken on Christmas, when we'd started dating. He hasn't told his parents either. I guess we'll figure out what happens when it happens.