After the sorting ceremony that evening, Professor Dumbledore stood, "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts everybody! Just a few start of term notices before we enjoy our lovely feast. Mr. Filch would like me to remind you that the Dark Forest is off-limits for students. And finally, for the first time in Hogwarts history, a formal dance for the fourth years and higher during winter holiday. With that said, let the feast begin."

As the food began appearing, everyone began chatting excitedly. Hermione smiled at Emma, "Can you believe it?! A dance!!!"

Emma shrugged, "I guess…"

"And it's formal! So it's going to be like a date! And—"

"HERMIONE!!" Emma cut off her friend, "Breathe." She took a sip of pumpkin juice, "Besides, it's not that big of deal to have a date…is it?"

"To formals? Most definitely." Hermione answered.

"Oh great." Emma sighed.

"What?"

"Well, in that case, I'll be enjoying that night in front of the fire."

"Why?"

"Cause no guy wants to date me."

Hermione smiled, "I wouldn't say that."

"What do you—" Emma started but saw the answer. Down the table where the Weasley twins, Lee, and some others were sitting. Fred Weasley himself was smiling down at her. When he realized he'd been caught, he looked down at his plate, his face as red as his hair. Emma smiled, sighed, blushed, and began interesting. Interesting. she thought.

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Later that night, Hermione, Ginny, and Emma stood in a dark corner of the Gryffindor common room, Ginny was showing them a ring Harry had given her for her birthday two weeks ago, "Harry told me that he really, really loves me."

"Aww, that's so sweet." Emma smiled.

Hermione sighed, "I wish Ron was that romantic. He never gives me anything. Or says anything sweet to me."

Emma rolled her eyes and walked over to the fire, leaving the two girls talking about their boyfriends and not noticing that Fred was sitting in one of the comfy chairs. "Hey you." he said.

Emma turned around, "Hey, I didn't see you."

"What's up? You seem upset." Fred observed. Emma just shrugged. "Come here." he stretched out his hand. Emma grabbed it and was pulled onto his lap, "Now, tell me what's wrong."

Emma sighed and laid her head on his shoulder, "It's just that all my friends have a special someone and it normally wouldn't bug me so much, but with the dance this year…I can tell it's gonna be a lonely year."

Fred had his arms around her waist, "Well, I'm still single." Emma smiled. Together they watched the fire until Emma ha fallen asleep. Fred smiled and carried her up to her dorm room and laid her on her bed. He pulled the covers over her and kissed her forehead, "Goodnight."

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The next morning, Hermione was explaining to Emma how she got up to her room and into her pajamas last night, "Well, Fred carried you upstairs and came back down. He told us that you were still in your uniform. So Ginny and I went up and changed you."

"Fred carried me?" Emma asked.

Ginny nodded, "Yeah. I think he likes you."

Emma shook her head, "I don't thinks so. We're like best friends. He probably thinks of me as another sibling."

"Oh come on!! Think of the way he looks at you!" Hermione shouted.

Emma was about to say something when the topic of discussion sat down next to her, "Morning."

Emma smiled, "Good morning."

Fred stole a piece of her bacon and ate it, "Mmm…food good."

Emma play shoved him, "Go eat your own."

Fred shrugged, "Ok. See you later." He got up, kissed her cheek, and went and sat with his twin.

Emma felt her cheek and smiled, "Okay, maybe he does like me."