Mis amores! Thanks for keeping up with my story. This chapter has now been edited so enjoy! I realized that Fred has brown eyes instead of blue eyes so I changed it. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the new edits! Don't forget to read and review!

By the way, Persephone belongs to me. Every other character belongs to J.K. Rowling.


The summer weather was finally being replaced with autumn weather and I couldn't be happier. I hated the summer. I hated the heat. I am more of a scarf, beanie and boots kind of girl. I love when I'm freezing. Thank you Mother Nature for finally getting rid of the heat. I love you.

Fred and I were playing an intense game of Exploding Snap during lunch. We had managed to eat everything of our plates as well our seconds. I also had finished all the work I wanted to get done that day. Fred, well, Fred never does his work.

"So what happened with you and Hannah?" I asked as my card exploded making all the black ink land on my face.

"I'm going to ask her out tonight," he said as he handed me a napkin that was close to him. "I really really like her."

"Really? What is it about her that makes you like her so much?" I asked as I wiped my face with the napkin. I reached into my bag rummaging to find my compact mirror. Once I found it, I placed it on the table with the mirror facing my face. I then wiped the black sticky ink off my face.

"I'm not really sure. She's cute, but there's something about her that is making me like her," he said as he gathered all the cards and placed them in a box.

Before I could say anything, the bell rang.

Fred placed the box in his bag and stood up. He faced me and gave me a smirk. "I'll see your beautiful face later tonight," he said as he winked at me. He turned to face the doors and walked towards the greenhouses.

Out of nowhere, I yelled at him. "I'll miss you honey!" People turned to face me, but I didn't care. People were always judging. I grabbed my bag and started to walk towards Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Right when I walk in, I saw Professor Umbridge talking to Draco Malfoy. God, the two people I hated the most were laughing about something stupid. Malfoy was wearing the ugly green tie and his stupid hair was messy. I don't understand why every Slytherin found him attractive. I guess it's the money.

Professor Umbridge was wearing her famous pink outfit. She is obsessed with the color pink. Don't believe me? I've never seen her not wear a pink outfit. I swear, I think her blood is pink as well.

I sat down in my usual desk behind Hermione. I got out my book, notebook and my quill. I sighed knowing how this class was literally going to suck. All we ever did was copy stupid things from our book. As if that was ever going to help us. Sometimes this class makes me want to punch someone in the face. Preferably Umbridge or Malfoy.

"Alright class, settle down, settle down" spoke the devil, I mean Umbridge. The class quickly got into their seats and began to flip the pages of their books. "Take out your books children and start reading chapter 5." She then sat down in her pink chair.

The class got really quiet and the only thing that was heard was the quills scratching amongst the papers. Then I heard Umbridge. "Yes Ms. Granger?"

Everyone looked up from his or her assignments to take a glimpse of Hermione.

"Professor, when do we plan to use actual magic in this class?" asked Hermione. I looked at her in disbelief. In the little time I've known her, she has never questioned a professors' assignment. She also had lady balls.

"We don't need to darling. No one will want to attack children like yourselves," Umbridge responded nicely. She smiled at Hermione and then blinked.

"What about Voldemort?" asked Harry as he glared at Umbridge. "He doesn't care if you're old or young. He will kill you. How will we stand a chance to survive if we don't practice?"

"Mr. Potter, Voldemort has not returned." said Umbridge as she stood up from her chair. She then slammed her hands against the table. "Voldemort has not returned, I can assure you."

"YES, HE HAS! I SAW HIM LAST YEAR AT THE LAST TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT! WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED TO CEDRIC DIGGORY?" yelled Harry as he stood up to face Umbridge.

The entire class then looked at Umbridge, wondering what her response would be. The Slytherins looked excited, knowing that this was not going to end well for Harry. The Gryffindors, in the other hand, feared the punishment that would face Harry.

"What happened to Mr. Diggory was tragic, and unexplainable but he was not killed by the Dark Lord," said Umbridge, trying to remain calm. And my trying, I meant trying. She was turning red like a tomato.

"SO YOU ARE SAYING THAT DUMBLEDORE IS LYING?"

"No, I am not Mr. Potter. Bu,t you had gone thought a horrible ordeal and well, Professor Dumbledore has become quiet….wiser as he grows older"

"YOU ARE A LIAR! VOLDEMORT HAS RETURNED!"

"Detention Mr. Potter! I am also taking five points from the Gryffindor house. Keep going and I'll double your punishments," she said as she smiled at him. She knew she had won.

That right there was abuse of power. That right there caused me to want to strangle Umbridge. Before anyone could say anything, the bell rang. Everyone quickly grabbed their items and scrambled out of the room.


"I can't believe all the homework we have today" said Ron as he took out a few scrolls. "A foot on the usage of Moonstones for Snape, a foot and a half on Giant Wars for Binns and the stupid dream diary for Twelany."

"Actually, I only have homework for Snape and Binns. I am not taking Divination," I said. "Instead of Divination, I am taking Literature." I had always thought Divination was a stupid subject.

"And I am taking Arithmancy" Hermione said all happily. I looked at her if she was crazy. She just smiled at me as if I was the crazy one for not liking Arithmancy. I shrugged. We continued to walk towards the common room, but we spotted Fred and Hannah snogging the life out of each other.

"Fred, Hannah, please stop sharing your display of affection or I will take points of both houses" said Hermione. "There's a place for everything, but snogging in the hallway is not accepted."

Fred and Hannah quickly took a step away from each other. Hannah glared at us, and quickly ran away without saying a word.

Before anyone could say anything, Fred began to yell. "What the hell Hermione? What's your fucking problem?"

"Shut the fuck up you git!" Ron screamed. "You know the fucking rules. Hermione had the right to take away points from her own house when gits like you don't follow the rules."

"Whatever. Can you just leave already?" Fred asked. He then punched the wall.

"Let's go guys," Harry said as he walked off. He was already annoyed with Umbridge and didn't want to deal with more drama. Hermione, looking depressed, and Ron, red and furious, followed suit. I stayed behind.

I turned to look at Fred. "What was that about, Fred? You never cuss at Hermione. Maybe Ron, but never Hermione."

Fred turned to face me and gave me a mean, ugly look. He then pushed me against the brick wall. "Do you thin I care what you and your little gang think?"

"Fred! What the fuck is wrong with you?! You've turned into a complete asshole!" I said as I pushed him away from me.

He stumbled back in shock. "PERSEPHONE…PEOPLE CHANGE!"

I laughed. "EVER SINCE YOU STARTED GOING OUT WITH HANNAH ABBOTT YOU HAVE BEEN A COMPLETE ASSHOLE! YOU WERE NEVER LIKE THIS!"

"SO, NOW YOU'RE SAYING THAT HANNAH CHANGED ME?! MAYBE HANNAH IS RIGHT ABOUT YOU. YOU ARE JUST JEALOUS OF THE LOVE WE HAVE FOR EACH OTHER! I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH ME! BUT, I COULD NEVER LOVE YOU!"

I slapped him in the face. "Wow, Fred. You really think that I am in love with you? Let me tell you something, I could never love a jackass like you. You got the girl you liked, and you changed. Obviously, Abbott is filling your stupid little brain of yours with complete lies, but you are too much of a dumbass to figure that out."

Before Fred could respond, I ran away towards the common room. There was no way in hell that Fred changed by himself.

I finally arrived at the common room and sat down in the closest empty armchair. I was furious at Fred for being a jackass. I was even madder for the stupid argument we had. Out of nowhere, I glimpse a certain red head near the fireplace.

I arrived at the common room. I sat down on the armchair. I was furious. I could not believe the pathetic argument I had with Fred. I see George next to the fireplace.

"Hey George! Did you know your twin is a complete arse?"

George turned to face me. "Tell me something I don't know. Ever since he started to date Hannah, he has been all mean and an asshole. None of our roommates like him anymore."

We remained quiet for a few minutes until George stood up. "I'll talk to you later Persephone. I've had a horrible day thanks to my wonderful twin."

I smiled at him and bathe him goodnight. There was no way in hell that Fred changed on his own.


Two months had passed. I was able to wear scarves, boots and earmuffs. I couldn't be any happier. Just kidding. I could be happier if I did not have a two and a half foot essay to write for my Literature class. Oh, and maybe if I could have my old Freddie back.

Fred and I had not talked for the past two months. He would give me mean glares when we passed each other in the common room or in the hallway. Hannah Abbott, in the other hand, would give me evil smirks every time I looked at her. Something did not feel right.

As I walked towards the library to work on that stupid, long essay, I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and saw one of the twins.

"Hi Persephone" said Fred as I turned around.

I looked down. I really was hoping it was George. I just didn't like the tension that was between Fred and I. "Oh, uhm, hi."

Fred looked as uncomfortable as I did. "I'm sorry about the screaming fiasco we had a couple months ago. I should not have accused you of being in love with me and I should have not insulted you the way I insulted you."

I looked up into his beautiful caramel brown eyes in hopes to figure out if he was sincere or not. I then began to feel warm and fuzzy. Somehow, I felt that I should forgive him. "It's okay Fred, I completely forgive you"

"But you do have to admit that it sorta was your fault," he said right when I was about to hug him.

I stood there in mid-hug in complete shock. I could not believe he actually said that. "Excuse me? How would it be my fault?"

"If you weren't so jealous, you could give Hannah a break. She's a sweet girl and you would love her. Just stop accusing her of changing me."

"Fred, Hannah has changed you. I don't know how, but she has. Fred, please listen to me. You treat your twin as he was a piece of shit. That's not you. You are much better than this. The only reason I am telling you this is because you are my best friend," I begged.

"I guess we can't be best friends if you are accusing my girlfriend of changing me," said Fred as he placed his hands in his pockets.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest, trying to hold in the tears. "You are right. We shouldn't be friends. If you are going to choose her over me, then go on. You may know Hannah longer, but I know you better."

Fred opened his mouth to respond, but I ran away from him. I did not want him to see my cry especially when my tears were because of him.


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