"No way! Are you kidding me? Are you going to tell him!" Donovan exclaimed after Trinity finished recanting what had happened the night before to him. They had taken their lunch and their Charms work out to their favorite tree by the Great Lake to work on before class the next day. Trinity was twisting a dark blonde lock around her finger as she studied her brother. He was taking the news slightly better than she expected.

"I don't know. I'm still trying to figure out if it was the alcohol talking."

"And if it wasn't? If those are his real feelings for you?" Donovan prodded. Trinity blushed and shrugged her shoulders while casting her eyes away from him. Donovan shook his head and clapped his hands together happily.

"I can see the wedding now! What will the colors be?"

"Don…" Trinity glared at him.

"Lilies or roses?"

"Hey?"

" Can I be the Maid of Honor!"

"BIALY!" she yelled at him, finally getting his attention.

"WHAT!"

"Would you stop with all the nonsense? There isn't going to be a wedding."

"You don't know that." Donovan said, making a sly look at her which only made her blush darker and shake her head.

"Well there isn't going to be one any time soon." she taunted back and looked down at her Charms book. Donovan quickly grabbed the book from her and held it out of her reach.

"You have to tell him, sis. He deserves to know what he said last night and you deserve to know the truth. Don't you want the truth?"

"Of course I want the truth. It would be awesome to know that everything he said last night wasn't a very poor attempt at getting into my pants. It would be great to know that the one person I really feel anything towards, feels the same about me."

"Well you might just get your chance…" Donovan said, looking towards the castle.

"What?" she said confused then followed his gaze. Fred and George were walking towards them at a quickened pace from the castle. 'Oh great', Trinity thought. She looked up at them both when they finally reached their tree. Trinity looked up at the twins, shielding her eyes from the sun being reflected at them from some of the castle windows.

"Hey guys. What ya doin'?" Donovan smiled coyly as George plopped down next to him on the ground.

"I was actually wondering if we could talk?" Fred said looking at Trinity. She swallowed as George suddenly acted interested in Donovan's copy of the Charms book.

"Alone."

"Sure…" Trinity said, standing slowly.

"Charms. What a fascinating subject!" George said loudly and Trintiy cursed him inside her head.

They walked along the path that wound it's way around the Great Lake and into the Forbidden Forest. A cool breeze wafted it's way across the water and blew through their hair, Trinity walking a little behind Fred. He finally stopped and turned to face her when he was sure they were far enough away from their brothers that he didn't have to worry about being overheard. He shoved his hands in his pockets and studied the crunching, brown grass under his feet. He cleared his throat and attempted to say something but gave up when words escaped him.

"Fred, are you okay?" Trinity asked, squinting against the sun. He shrugged.

"I'm sorry about last night."

"Sorry about?" Trinity prompted.

" What I may have done…or said. I was so drunk last night…" he said scratching his head. Trinity felt a pang in her chest.

"So you didn't mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"Anything you said last night…about having feeling for me?" Trinity controlled her breathing to make sure there were no water works.

"NO! No, that's not what I meant….I mean…." Fred growled at himself and scratched his head with both hands in exasperation.

"I meant I am sorry for anything I may have said last night that offended you or hurt you. I can only remember bits and pieces of last night but most of it is still a blur." he chuckled and Trinity nodded silently. Seeing the hurt clearly in her face, he leaned down to meet her eyes.

"Hey…" his voice was as soft as warm butter. Her eyes were drawn to him no matter how hard she tried to fight it.

"I meant what I said about you. Every word of it." Her vision instantly snapped to his face and he smiled in triumph. He took both of her hands in his and rubbed his thumbs against the back of her palms.

"I love you. I love the ever changing color of your hair, the look you make when George or I make an inappropriate joke, and how cute you get when you're frustrated. I love how you play medic during Quidditch matches and try to get us to play fair. I love how you are responsible, and smart, and how you never hesitate if my family needs something. I love everything about you." His eyes shown almost golden in the afternoon sunlight and the cool late autumn air added a redness to his cheeks.

"So it wasn't the alcohol talking?" she piped up and Fred laughed.

"No Trini."

"Promise?" He nodded.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.

"Well why didn't you tell me? Assuming you even have feelings for me?" he chuckled.

"Of course I do!" she said punching him in the arm. He recoiled and rubbed the spot while laughing.

"You never said it out loud, how am I supposed to know?" he asked innocently holding his hands up in defense. She held her clenched fist up ready for another strike.

"I told you if you ever doubted that I care for you I'd sock you." she replied giving him an irritated look.

As he closed his arms around her, he couldn't help but realize how he had much he had been missing the sweet smell of sandalwood that hung in her hair. When he had woken that morning he had remembered everything and panicked. What was she going to think of him after seeing him in such a vulnerable state? Even worse was all of his feelings had dribbled over his lips without any control. He had been so afraid she would run in fear or think he was weird because they had grown up together. They had always been close, but they two had always had a special bond. He kissed the top of her head as he released her and stared into her blue eyes.

"So what does this mean?" she asked rather meekly. It made him smile.

"This means you will be my very awesome girlfriend who knows extremely scary details about me. Everyone will be jealous." Trinity rolled her eyes at him and shook her head. She bopped him playfully on the nose and bolted for the castle. He took off after him and when he started to pass her she sent a jinx at him which caused him to trip rather roughly into the dead grass. He returned the favor but she landed lightly on her front.

Laughing, she watched him as he caught up to their brothers sitting under the tree. She was finally happy that things were going right. It was going to be hard dealing with the absence of Quidditch but they would manage. As she pushed herself up onto all fours a shiny object caught her eye. She picked it up gingerly to find it was a gold Galleon. 'Fred much have dropped it when he fell', she thought. Something about it looked off at first glance but she shook her head and stuffed it in her pocket before setting off to meet them.

"Now what?" George asked.

"Well we weren't really doing our work to begin with and we can just procrastinate 'til later tonight. What do you guys want to do?" Donovan asked. The red headed twins made the same "thinking" pose by crossing both arms but touching their chins with one finger.

"We could work on some new goodies for the Skiving Snackboxes?" Fred suggested.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" George asked looking at Donovan who shrugged.

"I'll just be the babysitter." he shrugged.

"Bring it! But I am NOT testing the puking one this time! It was impossible to get that taste out of my mouth, not to mention keeping the cure down long enough for it to actually work!" Trinity said excitedly.

Fred put his arm around her as they headed back to the castle glad to have his best friend back.