At the end of the day I took my long deserved shower. The scent of orange blossom filled the air as I gently rubbed in my scented lotion. I closed my eyes and deeply inhaled the scent. I adored the smell of oranges at the end of the day; it always relaxed me so I could get to sleep. Once I was all lotioned up I slid into bed and went to sleep.

I was plagued by the same dream. I say plagued due to the feeling of something evil lurking in the grass nearby. As I followed my doppelganger, I realized no matter how close I got I couldn't hear them. But when I looked to their right, I saw something moving in the grass, something dark and evil. I wanted to tell them to look out, but before I could I was awake.

"Melissa, are you alright? You were yelling in your sleep." Clarisse asked worriedly. I assumed she was the one who had awakened me.

"Huh, oh I'm fine. A creepy dream is all, no worries." I smiled brightly, surprised at how awake I was.

"Whatever you say, now get up, its time to get ready."

"Okie dokie."

I slid out of bed, changed into my uniform, my tie still loosened. Before I put on my shoes Clarisse walked by and I noticed we were the same height. I had always been average height; I was about 5'5, with all my height in my legs.

We were done rather quickly and went to breakfast. As we walked in Fred waved to me, and signaled me to head over to his table. I looked at Clarisse and she nodded. I said bye and took long fast strides to Fred's table. I could feel my cheeks burning and prayed that nobody noticed.

"Hello love." He said cheerfully as he stood up to hug me.

"Hey baby, did you sleep alright?"

"Yeah." He then scooted over and patted the seat next to him.

I didn't hesitate to take the seat so as not to seem rude. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as I stole some bacon off his plate.

"Hey! That was my bacon."

"My bacon now love." I said with a wink and bit into the crispy morsel.

"She has you there brother." George said. I looked up not realizing he had been there.

"Oh, hi George." I said with a bacon filled smile.

"Hey Melissa. Hope my prat brother has been a perfect gentleman."

"Of course I've been. I'm offended you think I wouldn't." Fred said with his nose in the air while I tried to stifle my laughter.

"Don't mind those two, they lack any type of decorum what so ever." I turned to the voice and saw none other than Hermione Granger.

"I think its part of their charm." I replied.

"See Hermione, somebody loves us." Fred said over my shoulder.

She rolled her eyes and smiled to herself. After that morning I spent all my breakfasts at the twins table. I met some of their friends and soon felt less awkward when I sat next to Fred.

Eventually it was the week of the Hogs Meade trip, and I was giddier than a third year.

"Calm down Melissa!" Clarisse scolded as I scoffed at another unsuitable outfit.

"How can I calm down? I need today to be perfect." I replied as I looked over to her lying stomach down on her bed watching me as her chin rested on the back of her arms.

"When did you become a perfectionist?" she asked, tilting her head to the side questioningly.

"Since I got somebody I needed to impress." I answered, toying with the ends of my sleeve.

"Well newsflash, you two are a couple, you don't need to impress him anymore. Not that you ever really tried." She reasoned.

"I suppose your right." I sighed, smiling at her and feeling somewhat silly.

"Of course I am." She said with a big grin.

"Somebody's modest." I noted with a dramatic eye roll.

"I know." She replied.

Finally I gave up on trying to look perfect. I pulled out a long sleeved lavender top with a modest V-neck, some light blue bellbottoms, and a tan knit sweater. I left my hair alone, applied my usual mascara and shimmery eye shadow, but this time instead of coral lipstick I used a dark pink lip gloss. For shoes I had on lavender high tops I had borrowed from one of my muggle friends and had forgotten to give back.

"How do I look?" I asked Clarisse once I was ready.

"You look cute. Where's your locket?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." I exclaimed, looking around for the necklace.

I grabbed the locket from the dresser at the foot of my bed, put it on, then linked arms with Clarisse as we made our way to meet our dates.

She looked rather nice in a soft green and brown peasant blouse, acid washed jeans and brown moccasins. Comfort was always her priority, and she always managed to make it look great.

Once we arrived at the meeting place she ran off to her Hufflepuff boyfriend and I walked over to Fred.

"Hey Fred, where's George?" I asked curiously, not accustomed to the twins not being attached at the hip.

"He and Lee went already." He answered with a shrug.

"Oh I'm sorry, I woke up late." I said sheepishly.

"It's no problem. Where do you want to go first milady?" he asked with a grin, stretching like we were about to go on an adventure.

"It doesn't matter to me. How about you show me around Zonkos?" I suggested, knowing that no matter how many times id been there on my own there was no way I knew nearly as much as he did about the place. He and George basically lived there.

His face lit up, and he got a smug smile on his face as he held out his arm for me to take. I laughed and took it as we headed towards Zonkos. Conversation was light hearted as we wandered the streets.

"What's that on your neck?" he said worriedly as he pointed to some spot on my neck.

I looked down confused, only to get gently flicked in the nose.

"Gotcha! I can't believe you fell for that." He said in between laughs as he grabbed his sides.

"Fred! That wasn't nice!" I yelled as I shoved him into a snow bank.

I pointed and laughed only to have him grab my hand and pull me on top of him. I looked at him startled as he rolled me over and straddled my waist.

"Don't try to beat the master." He said smiling.

"I won't when I see him." I replied with a smirk, knowing he couldn't resist the bait.

He gasped in mock anger as I shoved him off, fully aware of my blush.

"You blush too much, keep it up and it will stay that way" he joked, poking my cheek and smiling wider.

"Shut up, what would you know?" I said defensively, knowing that I was blushing even more now I knew he was aware of my weakness.

"I know everything you know." He said simply, his sly smile remaining in tact.

"True." I sighed, figuring wed known each other long enough that he probably wasn't that far off the mark.

My train of thought was cut off by somebody grabbing me around the waist, pulling me so my back was against their chest and spinning me around.

I shrieked and closed my eyes hearing a familiar laugh in my ear as we went in circles. But he tripped and we both landed in the snow bank again.

I was laughing so hard my sides hurt. When I caught my breathe I looked over to see Fred laughed. I loved his laugh, no matter how old he became it was a child like laugh that was filled with innocence. He looked at me and time seemed to slow. We both leaned over, and I felt his lips gently press against mine. He tasted like pumpkin juice which made me smile into the kiss. My eyes were open as I took in his features. I had never been one to close my eyes during a kiss. He must have felt eyes on him, because he opened his eyes never breaking the kiss. He leaned in more as he stared into my eyes and our lips pressed into each other. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair and he mimicked the action.

We were getting into it when we both heard a cough. He rolled off of me, I hadn't even realized he was on me, and I caught a glimpse of George and Lee.

I felt my face warm and I quickly sat up, shaking the snow out of my hair and off of my clothes.

"Well as much as I love to watch my brother snog innocent girls, Umbridge is walking this way."

I could see why he would warn us. Ever since she had gotten her new title she had been enforcing all these stupid rules. One of them being boys and girls must remain 2 feet apart from each other or something like that.

Just as he had said the evil toad woman walked by. She smiled sickeningly sweet at me.

"Hello Melissa dear, enjoying yourself?" she trilled, eyeing my attire in search of anything askew or against the rules.

"Of course Madame Umbridge." I answered in a sickly sweet voice of my own, shuddering inside at the sound of it. I wasn't about to be punished for something I hadn't even done wrong, I'd heard stories of what went on in her detentions and I instinctively hid my hands behind my back.

Her smile tightened when she saw the twins and Lee, her back stiffed and she seemed like she was about to say something but instantly thought better of it and began to turn away. She took one last look at me and stalked off.

"That woman needs to go dear brother." Fred said maliciously, crossing his arms over his chest with his eyes fixed on the toad woman's retreating figure.

"Definitely." He answered with just as much malice as his brother, and I could see the wheels turning in their eyes.

They exchanged a knowing look, and I began to wonder, just what did they have up their sleeves?

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