Fred's POV
I considered stopping Jen after DADA but she seemed very set on getting where she was trying to go so I just let her. She had talked about my mum this morning so I figured I'd write her a letter. George and I hadn't told her yet about our reuniting and we knew she'd be very excited. When we came home for the first time from Hogwarts and told her Jen stopped talking to us, she was devastated. Every time we've come home since she asks.
I went back to my dorm and sat down at my desk to write.
Mum,
George and I are doing well. We have a new DADA teacher, he's really good. He taught us how to cast a patronus, mine is a hyena. That's not why I'm writing this though. I'm writing this with the intention of sharing some good news with you. Jen recently apologized to me and George and we're all friends again. Just like the old days. I was thinking of asking her and her mum to come visit during the holidays for a bit if that's alright.
Love, Fred
I took my letter to the Owlery and off it went. I went back to the common room and found Harry, Ron, and George sitting together.
"We were just talking about you," George said.
"You were?" I asked.
"Yeah, George was telling us all about how into Jen you are," Ron said, smirking. I shot a glare at George.
"I'm not into Jen," I protested, but not with a whole lot of effort.
"I don't believe that for a second," Harry said. I sighed.
"Okay so I'm into her, but can you blame me? She's funny, she enjoys pranks, and she's smart. Plus mum loves her," I said. They all smiled at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing. We just haven't ever heard you talk about a girl past her being hot," George said. I felt my cheeks getting hot.
"Well, Jen's special," I said.
"Jen? You mean that annoying girl that used to run around with the two of you years ago?" Percy said, walking up to us. I sighed.
"That would be her, yes," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Hopefully she's changed since then, we don't need anymore pranksters in the house," Percy said.
"Shove off, Percy," George said. Percy rolled his eyes and walked away to bother some other people.
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As George and I were walking back from dinner, we ran into Jen.
"Hey guys!" She said. She seemed a little distracted but still excited.
"Hey," we both said.
"Fred, can I talk to you?" She asked.
"Oh, yeah, sure," I said. George winked at me.
"I'm going to head back to the common room, I'm meet you there later," He said before heading off. Jen and I walked to a bench in a less busy part of the castle.
"So what do you want to talk about?" I asked, very nervous about what was about to be said.
"A couple things actually. So you know how I said that Jane predicted that whole hyena thing? Well we went to Professor Trelawney to ask her some questions because we didn't know what else to do and now I'm really nervous because Jane has predicted so many things. That hyena was just the first of like, a hundred. Some of them were good yeah, but some of them were just downright humiliating. She predicted that I'm going to fall into the lake and ruin something important to me, she predicted that I'm going to trip and flash everyone around me, she predicted that I'm going to snort pumpkin juice out of my nose and onto someone else's meal. I was kind of wondering how she was being so creative when coming up with these, and now I know that it's just stupid things that are going to happen to me," Jen said, not breathing until the very end.
"Okay, okay, calm down. Those aren't things you can't get past, you'll be alright," I said. She sighed.
"Oh yeah and the worst of them. She told me that I'm going to face a werewolf and an angry tree. I'm guessing I'm only getting lucky with the whole patronus thing once," She said.
"Angry tree? Like, the whomping willow?" I asked. She nodded.
"That's what we're assuming. We asked Trelawney if it was possible that she only predicted one thing correctly and that none of the rest will happen but she finds that very unlikely. She told Jane that she has a gift and she wants to make her an apprentice or something," She said. I was shocked.
"So Jane is a psychic?" I asked. Jen shrugged.
"I guess? I don't know. I've never taken anything in Divination seriously and now I'm scared to even go to that class because who knows what else Jane will tell me is going to happen," She said.
"There aren't even werewolves in the forbidden forest, how would one get to Hogwarts?" Fred asked.
"How do you know there aren't werewolves in the forbidden forest?" She asked.
"With the amount of times George and I have been in there we would have had to have to seen one by now," I said.
"I was really hoping you wouldn't say that. The only other possibility is that someone here is a werewolf," She said.
"You don't really think that, do you?" I asked. She shrugged.
"I'm not sure about anything right now, but it's a possibility," She said. She sighed and put her head on my shoulder.
"This feels really stupid to be worrying about but I can't help it," She said.
"It's not stupid. I'm worried too," I said. She looked up at me.
"You're worried?" She asked.
"Well, yeah. I care about you, I don't want you to get hurt," I said.
"This kind of leads to what else I wanted to talk to you about," She said. I raised an eyebrow.
"What would that be?" I asked.
"I kind of heard you the other day. Jane and I were just wondering around the castle talking when we heard you and George talking outside of the Gryffindor common room. And then we kind of hid and eavesdropped," She said, biting her lip as she looked at me nervously.
My mind began racing. What did this mean? Is she here to reject me? Did I ruin everything without even getting to tell her myself how I feel?
"I'm sorry Jen, you weren't supposed to hear that. Don't worry about it, it's just a little in the moment kind of thing it won't even last," I said, hoping to trick her.
"Oh, well then that makes what I was going to say awkward," She said. I just looked at her. I didn't know what to say or what she was about to say.
"I like you, Fred. I always have," She said. I couldn't stop the smile from erupting on my face.
"Is this for real?" I asked.
"Are you making fun of me?" She asked.
"No, no. I'm not. I feel the same way, Jen," I said. She smiled back at me.
"You do?" She asked.
"Yes. I was hoping to do this in a more romantic setting but I guess this will have to do. I've liked you since we were kids. I was absolutely devastated when you stopped talking to George and I, but I never gave up hope that you would come back. I tried to like and date other girls but I never felt the kind of connection that I felt with you. I've been waiting for you for years and you're finally here," I said.
"Oh, this is awkward. I just meant that I like you as a friend," Jen said. My face got red and I looked at the ground.
"Oh, I, uh, I didn't," I stuttered. Jen laughed.
"Pranked you," she said. I looked up at her, she was smiling back at me. I couldn't even be mad at her. A piece of her dark, black hair fell in front of her face. I reached over to push it off and she touched my hand.
"You've always been the one I want, Fred," She said. I leaned in and our lips met.
When we pulled apart I smiled at her.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," I said.
Cheesy, I know. Is it too soon for this romance? I don't know and I don't care. This relationship is kind of the whole point though and I'm impatient so you get tired me writing this and wanting it to happen already.