A/N: heya guys. Is everyone ok with the short chapters at the moment? If not I sort of have an idea but i'm not sure how good it'd be...
Anywayz, lets continue. :D
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Fred's POV:
For the next week I worked like a good little Ravenclaw and did extra study and dragged George, Lee and Harry into coming to the library with me to help me take study notes and stuff so well that I got called into McGonagall's office to see if there was something wrong. Obviously, there wasn't so she shook her head and let me leave. As I was eating in the great hall or walking through the passageways I was stopped by teachers that commended me with enormous grins on their faces. I continued to run amuck, I mean, I wouldn't be me otherwise. I still helped George find people to test our products on and invent new stuff but I was just really good academically. So when our next lot of exams came around I got four As. I could not believe it. Nor could anyone really. Georgie had to go and check with the professors, actually. I was ecstatic.
"I'm gonna go tell her," I mumbled nervously, hoping that she would be proud of me. I knew that four As were basically nothing to her, but it was a big thing for me. I kind of liked it. I was pacing in my dormitory, waiting for Lee to come up and give me the all clear. I had a plan to tell her. Well, it didn't actually involve me telling her. It more so involved me my papers telling her. In fact, I had made a deal with the fat lady to only let Hermione in with a password that Harry had given her this morning, one that she thought the entire house was now using, and when she used the password and stepped inside a whole heap of exploding crackers will go off before my charmed papers flew around her head. After about a minute another piece of parchment would land in her pocket. It read:
"Step 1: accomplished. Step 3: get Snape to smile."
It was a difficult task, I was well aware of that fact, but Hermione would know that too.
Once I heard the gorgeous squeal I quickly grabbed my (confiscated) broom and flew down. I stood proudly as she tried to simultaneously read and swat away my papers. I chuckled at her adorable face as she grew more and more furious. Once she realised what was happening she smiled broadly, though. She let her mouth drop and ran over to me and jumped in my arms, hugging me and whispering over and over again how proud of me she was, how she always knew how incredibly gifted and talented I was. Which, I knew was true because she had given me many rants about how 'I'm wasting my potential and could be doing so much better'. I finally had motivation, though. I hoped that she realised that she was the only motivation I needed. Even though I was sure that she didn't realise that the second piece of parchment slid neatly into her breast pocket (which may I say... Mhmm had those grown recently!), I decided that it was something that she could squeal happily about in private later on. I was just so overwhelmed with joy. "Wanna go for a walk?" I quickly kiss the top of her head after whispering in her ear. I pulled back only long enough to see her blush and nod her head a little before I walked out of the common room and into the rest of the castle, pulling her by the hand.