The next day in Divination, the two were forcibly paired up, due to the fact that they had been partners in the beginning of the year.

"So, Sylla, what do you see in my future? You know with your inner eye." The words themselves weren't mean, but Fred spoke them condescendingly enough that Sylla stiffened.

"I see a rude ginger boy, insisting on being a jerk to one of his best friends."

"Really? Well, maybe that ginger boy's only being a jerk, because his friend was first!"

"Well, that friend has no idea how she was a jerk!"

"Well, for one she shot a stinging hex at him!"

"That was because you were kissing Lydia Cobben!"

"It's none of your business who I'm snogging!"

"Actually it is my business, because you're snogging the girl who dyed my hair orange!"

"Well you're going to Hogsmeade with that Ravenclaw!"

"ONLY BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO STUPID TO ASK ME, YOU BRAT!"

The whole class was staring now. Sylla was standing up, and shaking with rage, noting with satisfaction the look of surprise on Fred's face.

"Professor Trelawney, I'm not feeling well, may I be excused?"

"Of course, my child." As Sylla walked out, she heard Professor Trelawney murmur to the class. "I knew this was coming of course, saw it in the cards."

Then she heard running footsteps behind her, and started to walk a little faster.
"Sylla! Wait!"

"Go away, Fred!" She shouted back, not turning around, she was one step away from a full out sprint.

"Sylla, please!" She slowed but didn't stop, still not entirely sure whether she wanted to hear him out.

"C'mon Syll'! I'm really sorry!"

That stopped her. He stopped beside her.

"Here you go." He said quietly, passing over her bag. She had forgotten it in the classroom .

She muttered a thanks and swung her bag over her shoulder.

Fred sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Look, I'm sorry Syll', I was just a little- " He squirmed. "Jealous."

Sylla grinned, despite herself. "A little?"

Fred grinned too, "Okay, a lot. Anyway, I got carried away."

"You think?" But she was still smiling.

"Yes. But the point is, I'm sorry. And I really like you, and I don't want to lose you.."

Sylla raised her eyebrows. "Is there something you want to ask me Ginger?"

"Yeah, actually. D'you want to go to Hogsmeade with me instead of the Ravenclaw?"

"I don't know what you have against Ravenclaws, but sure."

"I have nothing against Ravenclaws in general. Just that one."

"I hope you're over Lydia Cobben now."

"Actually." Fred admitted. "I was never into her. I kinda just did that because you didn't like her."

"So you definitely are not going to spend any more time canoodling with her?"

Fred waggled his eyebrows. "Why canoodle with her when I can do it with you?"

"My thoughts exactly."

They started to walk back in silence, eventually Fred spoke up.

"Sylla...are we going out now?"

"Yes." Sylla smiled up at him.

"So you did like me." He sounded pretty pleased with himself. They came to the portrait hole and Fred said the password.

"I did." Sylla admitted, climbing into the common room.

"And you still do."

Sylla said nothing.

"Sylla?"

She turned towards him. Raising herself up on her tiptoes, she slowly pressed her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Letting herself down again, she winked at his shocked face. "Does that answer your question?"

I'm thinking that this story's going to stop at 15 chapters, so we're almost at the end. Please Review!