I sat quietly on the common room floor doing my sixteen-inch of parhcment of werewolves homeowkr curtisy of Snape. I sat quietly concentrating on the essay when I saw Fred come and sit beside me. He had a grin plastered on his freckly face.
I looked up at him."Hello Fred." I said with a giggle "What are you so happy about?"
"I like the new you." He blurted.
"You seem to be the only one." I sighed. "I'm thinking about changing it back, no matter how much I like it, people won't stop bothering me about it." I told him, kind of sad that I might be changing my new blonde hair back to that old brunette colour.
"Do not change it! You look...Drop dead gorgeous."
I blushed biting my lip, and looked back down at my essay continuing to write about werewolves which reminded me of Professor Lupin from third year.
"It's a Hogsmade weekend coming up." Fred said staring at me in awe.
I nodded."Yeah, I wasn't planning on going..."
Fred let out a dramatic gasp causing me to laugh."Why not!" He asked.
"I don't feel like it." I said with a shrug.
"Well," He said nervously. "I would feel extremely lucky if I got the chance to go with you."
I looked up at him and smiled, biting my lower lip harder. "Did you just try to ask me out Fred?"
"It wouldn't be considered trying if you accepted."
I giggled. "Of course I'll go with you Fred." I said happily.
He stood up and dramatically took my hand. "Until then, my lady" He said in a strange accent that I did not seem to recognize. He bowed, I laughed and he kissed the back of my hand, and went up to his dorm room.
I smiled happily, and looked around, everyone was minding their one business, except for one certain boy, who happened to be glaring at Fred the whole entire time.
And let's just say this boy, who was glaring at him had emerald green eyes, glasses, messy jet-black hair, and a lighting shaped scar upon his forehead. Does that ring a bell to anyone? I thought so.
Harry gazed then fixed upon me, I gave him a smile telling him I was moving on already. I got up from my seat grabbing my stuff. A smile was upon my face as I started to walk up to my dorm.
When I got up, Hermione was doing her homework. I practically slammed the door causing her to look up at me with a startled expression.
"Hello." I said happily, and skipping over to my bed.
"You're awfully happy. Did you get back together with Harry?" Hermione asked me, returning to her homework.
My smile faded when she said his name. "No we did not get back together."
"Then why are you so happy?" Her quill made the usual scratching noise across the table and parchment.
"Because I have a date." I singsonged.
Hermione dropped her quill and turned around in her chair to face me. "Oh, with who?"
"Fred." I told her, a smile re-appearing on my face.
Hermione smiled. "That's great. When?"
"When we go to Hogsmade." I told her falling onto my bed.
The smile never disappeared. I couldn't understand why I was so happy, I had always loved Fred as brother, never once did I have a crush on him, but him asking me out on a date really made my day, my admittedly suckish day.
"I'm happy for you..." Hermione trailed off.
"Hermione, I love you, I really do, but if ad a but to the end of that sentence, I might explode." I warned. Hermione lowered her gaze back to her
homework.
"Hermione, I'm sorry, I've been having a pretty bad day." I attempted, and walked over to her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder looking at her homework trying to sneak a peek of what I should write on my paper.
"I understand, I really do." Hermione said, hugging me back. "Is your homework finished?"
I laughed "Nearly."
"Get it done." She said in a motherly tone.
I nodded my head. "Yes mum." I told her sarcastically, and went back to my homework.
On the day of Hogsmade, Fred took me to the Three Broomsticks and ordered us some butterbeer. I had a blast with him; he cracked jokes almost 24/7 which I didn't mind, really. Fred got a butterbeer stash, and I laughed as he tried to wipe it off, but for some odd reason he was successful.
"Here let me help." I said grabbing a napkin and wiping his face like a mother.
"Thank you mummy." He said to me in a little baby voice.
I laughed.
As soon as we stepped foot outside Three Broomsticks, Fred grabbed my hand, and eagerly pulled me to Zonkos. We looked in there for a while, Fred demonstrated most of the items to me, making me jump and laugh more than once.
Fred bought several things for him and George to 'observe' as he put it. We then went to Honeydukes. He bought a box of every flavoured beans, and I swear I ate a bug flavoured one, but Fred doesn't believe me. We both kept each other laughing, and you know what? I didn't think about Harry once.
We went to the Shrieking Shack, we both knew it wasn't really haunted, but there was no one around it, so we decided to take advantage of the quiet.
We sat on the ground; Fred talked about his plans for Weasley Wizard Wheezes, and asked random questions, they weren't necessarily deep. Mostly things like what my favourite animal was, or what scared me most.
Just for the record, my favourite animal is a seal, and the thing that scared me most was death.
Fred took my hand suddenly, my head snapped up. I really liked him holding my hand, I really did, and I didn't want him to let go, but it was still a shock. It is a date, I told myself.
I smiled at him, I was so happy.
"I had a great time today, Lexi." He said, smiling a smile that made my smile bigger.
"So did I, I was actually hoping we could do it again sometime, sometime soon."
"You know, I was thinking the exact same thing."
"Then looks like we're going on another date, sometime soon." I told him smiling happily
He nodded. "I guess we are."
Fred leaned in and I thought for a second he was about to kiss him. I felt myself tense up, but to my surprise he ended up just kissing my forehead, and gave me a noogie.
"You messed up my hair." I whined, using my fingers as a comb to put it back to normal.
"I'm sorry; I ruined your new blonde hair." He said half-joke half-serious.
"Pfft, yeah you better be!" I said, playfully smacking him on his arm.
Fred rolled his eyes and gave my hand a little squeeze. I smiled; I never knew I had deeper feelings for Fred until now. I rested my head on the crook of his neck and his arm wrapped around me.
I heard footsteps approaching and I removed my head from the crook of his neck. His arm was still draped around me.
"Uh—sorry. Was I interrupting something?" The person asked glaring at me and Fred.
"Yes you were, Harry. Now sod off." I hissed at him, feeling Fred hold me closer.
"What are you even doing here?" I asked, glaring at him.
"I was just here to admire the Shrieking Shack." He said with a quick smirk.
"That's cute, Harry, seriously though, what are you doing here?" I said glaring harder.
"Seriously, Lexi, I was just here to look at the Shrieking Shack."
I rolled my eyes. "That's okay, Fred and I were just leaving." I stood up, and tugged Fred with me.
"I was supposed to help you up." He muttered, I smiled at him, my heart speeding up. Then I smiled at myself.
We walked swiftly away from Harry, leaving him to just stand there all by himself. I felt a pang of guilt for a moment, I paused for a moment, I sighed, my shoulders dropped, but I followed Fred.
We walked back to the castle, all my guilt gone, but I had still felt it, no matter how fast it fled.
You were just guilty because he is still kind of, sort of your friend, I told myself.
I let Harry escape my mind once more. It was getting colder, and I could see my breath before me.
"You cold?" Fred asked, I looked up at him and smiled.
"A bit, but I'll be fine."
He started to shed his jacket.
"No Fred, please don't. I'll be fine, really."
"No, I insist." His eyes were big, and he stared at me, a smile spread on his face. He was willing me to take the jacket.
"No, I'll be fine." I said, taking a step back, he reluctantly put his jacket back on, and slung me on his back, like a bag. I squealed, and frantically locked my arms around his neck. His hands were cupped under my knees. I rested my head on his shoulder. I wasn't sure, I couldn't be sure of anything, but I think maybe, just maybe, Fred Weasley stole my heart...maybe.