Fred sat in the
Gryffindor common room with Hermione, his new girlfriend. How he
liked to say that, it meant more to him than he liked to admit. He
had only just come back from his detention with Snape. Blimey, that
was hell. Snape was awful these days, and no one knew why.
"Hermione?"
"Yes, Fred?"
He hesitated a moment, not sure of how to word what he wanted to say. After all, he was Fred Weasley, the joker. Never serious, never thinking anything through a moment in advance.
"I love you."
"Fred…"
"It was something you had to hear."
