Hola…so I just realized that I have not yet posted this chapter…sorry…
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Olivia walked into the common room, tired from the day's events. She was having an internal debate between going straight to bed or staying up and studying when Fred grabbed her arm.
"You said we could talk. You promised. So let's talk."
"Okay…talk about what?" Olivia joked. Fred gave her a look that could give Mrs. Weasley a run for her Galleons. "Okay, okay. What happened? What's going on?" She looked into Fred's brown eyes. (I'm pretty sure the book says Fred's eyes are blue, but James Phelps' eyes are brown, so I'm going with that.)
"I think…I think I'm in love with you. But I wasn't entirely sure, so I kissed you. And it just felt so…so right. I don't know. Like, when you started kissing me back, it was like my birthday and Christmas rolled into one. And I feel really stupid telling you this because I'm positive you don't feel the same way, and even if you do, you wouldn't date me because Oliver wouldn't want you to."
Fred's words (especially this last sentence) brought tears to Olivia's eyes. "Oh, God, Fred." Olivia whispered. "I don't know how in yellow chickens (don't ask) you could think that. I love you so much. Screw Oliver and what he thinks."
"So…" Fred's eyes twinkled mischievously." You want me to shag your brother and his thoughts?"
"If it's what makes you happy, then go right ahead."
"I'm good, thanks." They both laughed.
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