-1"I'm hungry," Ron whined as they sat at their house table waiting for the food to appear.

"Oh, shut up," Hermione said, hardly even listening to him.

She was too busy trying to figure out why Fred kept drifting into her mind. She turned her head toward the sorting hat, it was singing one of its songs, but even she, who listens attentively to Professor Binns lectures, could not listen. Oddly enough this was because sitting 2 seats down was a red headed 7th year and she couldn't take her eyes off him. Suddenly a hand was in front of her face waving around... it was George.

"You okay Hermione? You look a bit sick," He said curiously.
"I'm fine," she snapped blushing furiously as Fred looked at her from behind George, unable to conceal his concern.

"Righty-o then," George said in a loud voice.

Hermione was filled with relief when food was on the plates and everyone stopped talking so they could eat. Everyone was stuffing their faces, everyone, except Fred who was absentmindedly playing with his food staring at the bushy haired vision loveliness that was just seats away from him. George nudged his shoulder and he was brought back to the world that he had left behind. He looked down at his plate to eat, and noticed that in his food were the letters HG. HG?, he wondered. How did that get there? Before he had time to further ponder the strange formation of his food a fit girl jumped onto his lap.

"Katie," he said, attempting to conceal his surprise. How could he have forgotten that they were going out? She gave him a big wet kiss right on the lips. He looked at Hermione hoping that she hadn't seen the them. She had, but as he looked she turned around quickly talking to Harry as if that was what she'd been doing the whole time.

Fred had an odd feeling inside, but he didn't know why. He didn't even know why he cared if Hermione saw him kissing his girlfriend, but he did.

"Hello? Anybody there?" Katie's voice in his ear, he had never noticed how annoying it was.

"You didn't write to me all summer!" Katie pouted, in what she felt was a cute voice.

"Heh, well sorry, but you didn't write me either," he responded.

Suddenly everyone began to move, it was time to return to their houses, and then get into their quarters and sleep so they would be fresh for classes the next morning. Staring over at the trio he stood up quickly, Katie already forgotten.

"Ow," she said, dismayed, as she reached out her hand for Fred to take it. He didn't even notice- he was concentrating on Hermione and her friends. He quickly pushed through the large throng of people towards them as George helped Katie up.

"I don't know what's got into him today," George said sympathetically to Katie.

All Katie could do was stare at the bright red head that was quickly plowing through the crowd of students. What the hell? She silently wondered. She looked down at herself and brushed the dust off the back of her robes. Then she slowly trudged toward the Gryffindor common room, hoping that she would find out what the problem was.