Fred POV.
He sat there watching the doors as the opened and closed. He was embarassesed non the less, but not because she had spilled pumpkin juice all over his crotch area and the fact that she was about to clean it up, but the fact that she left. He blushed very slightly wiping his pants and looked down at his friends, who had mixed faces, and shrugged. Ron and George looked like they had begun to laugh, Harry looked like he def. felt sorry for her, and while Hermione gave him this death like glare, as to say "what did you do?!". He looked back towards the doors, and had began to get up when he saw she left al her books laying on the table. He picked them up and walked back to his seat.
Jen POV
She had went to bed early that night. She heard her room mates come in.
"you didn't see what happened?" one of them said.
"no, what?"
"Swanson spilled pumpkin juice all over Fred Weasley. Accidently of course."
"Really? Think she got a crush?"
"I don't know, maybe."
The next day was Saturday , so she did what she normally did. She got up early and headed to the music room that the professors had let her use on Saturday mornings. You see the thing is , she loved to play the piano and was very good. She had be asked multiple times to join the choir as a pianist and she refused everytime with a smile and a thank you. The music wing was up in a tower almost away from every other part of the castle. She placed herself on the seat in front of the piano and played around for a while, til she remembered the song she had been working on in her head. She bagan playing the song and singing/mumble the words softly. As the song pregressed she became more gutsy singing louder. She was intranced and so into the song, she didn't care if anyone had heard her.
Fred POV
Him and George had been up early playing around with the mauraders map Harry had given back to them. They had ended up in the music wing that particular morning when they heard a piano playing. He looked at George and they decided that they would go see who was playing the piano. When they got to the big doors it was cracked ever so slightly. George undid the map and took a look at the name. Jennifer Swanson the map said.
"Swanson" George whispered to Fred as he looked through the crack.
"What?" Fred said trying to sound no too shocked or anything. He grabbed to map towards him. He looked at the name that indeed did say her name. He looked through the crack as well again as she began to play a song and he could hear a soft singing. As she continued she got more braver singing more clearly. He was almost mesmerized by her singing. He never knew that some one so shy, quiet, and almost unknown really could produce such vocals. His mouth had began to gape open a little and he watch the back of her. What was going on? He had never really noticed her before. There was just something a little different about her this year, and he couldn't figure out what it was but he found himself intrigued. She ended the song and began to gather her things.
"Fred !" George whispered harshly so they could hurry up and split so she didn't see them. They ran around the corner in the shadows as the door opened and she walked out closing the door behind her. She hurried off down the stairs and out of site.
They stepped out and stared towards the set of stairs.
"She is wicked good"George piped up.
"indeed." Fred said still staring at the stairs.
George looked quickly at his twin and smirked raising his eyebrows. Did Fred just say indeed? SOmethings up and I think I know what it is.
Jen POV
Weeks had passed and the triwizard champions had completed the first challenge, and as a surprise to the entire student body, they were hosting the Yule ball.
"…" McGonagal said as Ron was thouroughly embarrassesed.
"Alright, everone rise, I will pair you off." Professor said. Jen bite her lip as she stood in the back of the crowd of girls. She was probably the only one who knew how to dance. Oh yeah did she mention that when she was younger her aunt made her take dance lessons just incase. Guess this was the in case situation.
"Mrs. Swanson…" Mcgonagal began snapping her out of her thoughts. Jen looked up raising her eyebrows, and some one behind her pushed her alittle to move towars the professor. As she walked through the crowd she saw one of the Weasley twins also walking towards Mcgonagal as well. She stopped breathing a little, but exhaled just a little when she noticed that it was George, but was still nervous. "Alright, Mr. Weasley,place your right hand on mrs Swansons waist, Mrs. Swanson your handon his shoulder."
George held out his hand to take. She first looked at the hand and then up at him taking his hand. He put his hand on her waist as she put hers on his shoulder. He gave her a small smile, as mcgonagall began talking about how to dance. Jen wasn't paying attention really, just thinking about how awkward this was going to be or how already awkward it was turning out to be.
They were dancing when he began to strike up a conversation."So,who do you want to ask you to the ball?" he asked her.
They was lost in her thoughts. "Pardon?" she asked as her cheeks blushed a bright red.
He laughed, "Who do you want to go to the ball with?"
"Um, I don't know. I don't think im going to go." She said biting her lip and looking down.
"Not going? Why?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
" I, I don't know."She said shly.
"Would you go if someone asked you to go?" He asked with a small smirk.
"Maybe?"
"Hmm." He said and nodded.
Hmmm? What does hmmm mean!? She thought.