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"this would be so much easier we had been given a proper explanation of the topic! The question is so vague, I have no idea if im even answering it." I complained, chewing on my thumb in aggravation.

Clarisse and I were quietly working on our work, we had just begun working on an essay for transfiguration and I as engrossed in The Art of Going Furry which was a lighthearted novel on animagi. This was allegedly what our essay was supposed to be about, though which part of the book I was to use escaped me. I had just started my introduction, my least favorite part of all essays, when there was a tapping on the window of our dorm. Clarisse and I looked up, as well as two other girls in the room who had been quizzing each other for an upcoming test.

I saw it was an owl, and slowly got up, dusting off my ensemble which now consisted of baggy white sweat pants with a green drawstring, and a dark brown lacey camisole. I opened the window and in flew in a ratty brown, owl which banged around the room arousing screams from the girls until the now terrified bird finally landed on my bed. I would know this little weirdo anywhere.

"What a silly bird." One of the girls exclaimed, eyeing it suspiciously.

I slowly walked towards it and took off the letter from its leg as Clarisse offered the owl some pellets. My chest fluttered when I saw the letter was addressed to me from Fred. I felt a sickeningly love sick smile spread across my face and tore open the letter enthusiastically. Its amazing what being in a relationship can do to, had I seen myself acting this way from an outside perspective, id probably be totally nauseated.

Melissa,

Sorry to disturb you love, but I humbly request an audience with you outside your common room. Remember our little date for the night?

The gallantly charming Fred.

Realization dawned across my face and I quickly grabbed my wand and a deep purple cloak, excusing myself for a date with Fred while the girls giggled at me as I rushed around.

"you never get this excited when I call for your company!" Clarisse exclaimed, feigning hurt through giggles while I scrambled to get ready.

I quickly undid my messy ponytail, and shook out my hair, and quickly applied some dark pink lip gloss. Once I looked somewhat presentable I nearly flew out of the dorm, through the common room, and outside into the corridor, only to find it empty.

"Fred? Fred, are you ah!" I screamed when I was shocked to feel a set of arms wrapped around my waist and warm breathe tickle my ear sending goose bumps down my back.

"Who knew you scared so easily, this will come in handy later." I heard the voice of none other than Fred whisper huskily into my ear.

"Fred! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I exclaimed, my hand on my chest as my heart beat a hundred miles per minute.

"Sorry, but we need to get going." He said mysteriously as he lazily draped an arm around my shoulders and guided me to wherever his meeting was, pausing at the sound of foot steps, and quieting at corners.

"Fred, I understand this being against the rules, but I highly doubt it calls for this amount of secrecy." I mumbled, arms crossed and impatient to find out what the surprise was.

"You'd be very surprised Lissa." He replied, peering around the next corner with the usual dramatic flare.

Lissa? I mentally screamed at the new nickname. Being called 'love' was cute and all, but Lissa was more personal. I'd have smiled if I wasn't already grinning like a goofball. It was refreshing to be so carefree and silly with somebody.

"I would, would I?" I countered.

"Indeed. Ah, here we are." He said with a loud whisper.

We were standing in front of a wall, but before I could say anything about it a set of doors appeared from no where and I gasped. The room of requirements, I had read about it but was sure it was simply a myth. It seems that Howgwarts still had its share of secrets to reveal.

"Come on Lissa, they'll start without us." He exclaimed, waving me in.

"Oh, sorry Fred." I answered with a blush.

I hurried over to the doors and we stepped in. I was in awe at what I saw, there were pillows, targets, and students all practicing spells. Spells were being shouted and sparks were flying around the room. The sea of colors and sparks was blinding, the cries of the students was enough to get the heart pounding.

"Alright everyone, now that we are all here its time to start a new spell since we've advance so far." Harry yelled as everyone quieted to hear him speak.

"What we are going to work on now is quite advanced, but it comes in very handy, and with Voldemort being back and all you will need to know this spell. It's the Patronus charm, and is used against dementors." He said evenly, watching the reactions of the students in the room. Reactions varying from eagerness, to horror.

"The Patronus charm? But that's extremely advanced magic, many adult wizards can't do that." I heard myself say out loud as everyone turned to look at me, for daring to speak out during Harry's speech. I was expecting to be reprimanded or something, but instead harry smiled and replied, "all the more reason to start working on it early."

I smiled back and relaxed, I could get used to this thing. Harry seemed like he would be a rather good teacher.

He explained how to get it right, and demonstrated beautifully causing a silver, misty stag to erupt from the tip of his wand and gallop gracefully around the room. It was enchanting and hard to believe that a thing of such beauty could stand up against something as ghastly as a dementor. Of course if anything could challenge one of the darkest creatures in you know who's army, it would be something of pure magic.

Everyone split up and began to shout the incantation. I stood there thinking back to find a happy memory. I had been blessed and had a happy life, and choosing one moment that stood apart from the rest was rather difficult. But, one in particular that occurred rather recently made a smile spread across my face. It wasn't when Fred asked me out, I was more shocked and in awe rather than happy, but rolling around with Fred in the snow as we kissed passionately filled me with happiness. I had been kissed before, but it hadn't been willingly and I was 12 and terrified, so this was much more pleasant.

I focused as hard as I could on the memory, and shouted as clearly as I could, but nothing happened. I sighed and looked dejectedly at my wand, having been truly hopeful that the happiness of the memory would have compensated for lack of practice.

"Nobody gets this kind of spell on the first try, give it another go Lissa." Fred said encouragingly.

I nodded with a small smile and focused on the memory again, and the feeling of Fred's nearness. I may have imagined it but my wand seemed to glow in that moment. I felt as though I were having an out of body experience as I raised my wand and yelled out, "Expecto patronum!" out of my wand leapt a beautiful fox, or at least that's what it appeared to be it wasn't as clear an image as Harry's stag, but it had a decent outline, and the face was fairly clear.

"Excellent Melissa! Well done for your first try." Harry exclaimed happily as others around me smiled and gave me thumbs up.

I blushed smiled at everyone, in class people would have rolled their eyes, or mumbled under their breathe, but here people were supportive and friendly, it must be the thought that we were all working toward the common goal of being able to defend ourselves properly in a fight.

The rest of class I tried perfecting the spell, but it still insisted on coming out fuzzy, our only half of it showed up. By the time the club was over, I was very tired and my brow had a slight sweat on it. I went to the side of the room to collect my cloak, but I tripped over a pillow and was sent tumbling to the floor, until somebody scooped me up in their arms and into the air. My breathe caught in my throat and my heart must have stopped beating. I looked up and saw Fred, but upon further inspection realized it was actually George.

"Thank Merlin you were there George. That would have been a nasty fall." I exclaimed with a sheepish grin, slightly embarrassed at my clumsiness.

"Any time Melissa." He answered quietly, a subtle smile at his own, probably trying not to make me feel any more embarrassed.

I'm not sure what happened, but something changed in his eyes. We were gazing into each others eyes and the world quieted. I was trying to figure out why he had gone quiet when his head slowly began to lower to mine, and I felt my cheeks growing hot as I tried to think up something to say.

"George? Melissa?" came a voice from the door.

George halted immediately and looked as though he had awoken from a trance and spun around with me in his arms, just to see Fred in the doorway with an eyebrow raised.

"Hello love, George here thought it would be funny to hold me captive. Care to intervene?" I retorted swiftly, not sure why I had lied.

"Tsk tsk George, she's my girlfriend, I'm the only one permitted to pick on her as I please." Fred said smiling, believing me entirely, leaving me with a cloud of guilt in my chest.

George cleared his throat and smiled at his brother replying, "but dear little Melissa here is so fun to torment I couldn't help it." he put me down and I grabbed my cloak rushing over to Fred.

"What am I going to do with you love? One day you're going to be captured by an evil villain and I wont be here to save you." Fred said draping his arm across my shoulders as he always did, laughing at his idea.

"I'll do my best not to get captured in the future." I stated, as jokingly as I could.

With that he walked me out the room, but not before I looked back at George and wondered, Just what was about to happen?