The journey to the train station was hectic, with so many people it was hard to coordinate, even without having to deal with the twins and their false ignorance. You would assume that it would get old after seven years of it, yet apparently it was still one of the funniest things in the world to see their mother so exasperated with their behaviour. I dreaded to imagine what would happen after summer, there would be so many more people around, though without the twins I suppose it would uncomplicated things this year.

"Off you go then, stop messing around," Mrs Weasley said from behind the group. At this we all hurried onto the train, which had more than enough room for the students who had left school over the holidays, so we split off into separate groups and found a cabin, the four of us spreading out across the benches, I lay across the bench with my head on Fred's lap while he talked to George who was sat opposite, Angelina snuggled into his side. Fred was idly messing with my hair, I closed my eyes and began to nod off, the voices lulling me to sleep.

When I started to wake up a could just hear mutterings, no coherent words, but as I slipped further into consciousness I began to hear what was being said; "how do you feel then?" … "I'm not going to say while she is in the room now am I." … "She's asleep." … "Have you never faked being asleep before then?"

As I started to move more all of the talking stopped, I sat up and looked around, my eyes half closed, but saw Fred giving George a look that seemed to say 'or that'. I pulled my legs to my chest and sunk into Fred's side as he chuckled at my behaviour, putting his arm around my shoulders.

"You pretty tired then love?" I just nodded which drew another chuckle. "You don't have a lot of time before we get to school, if you want to be in robes before we get there you should probably go get changed now." I just nodded again and snuggled further into his chest, "So that's not gonna happen then?"

"Just five more minutes," my voice sounded so sleepy, I was surprised I was awake at all.

"Come on Jess, we will go together," said Angelina who had been sitting opposite us, she got up and started to move towards me but I just wrapped my arms around Fred and glared at her. "What are you five? Jess come on." Fred and George both laughed at my face while Angelina just looked exasperated at my immaturity.

"I'm sure that George would love to join you Ang," I said, slightly louder than I had intended, setting both of the boys into fits of laughter, more at Angelina's expression than the comment in itself.

"At least I can say he's my boyfriend," she dared, she raised an eyebrow.

"What exactly are you insinuating there?" I said, raising my eyebrow back at her.

"Okay, I'm going to go get changed," she said, ignoring the question. "Anyone may join me." With that she turned on her heel and left the cabin. George grabbed his bag and followed her out, winking at us before he turned the corner.

I unravelled my arms from around Fred and rested my head onto his shoulder after they had left, contented that I wouldn't be forced to get up. "We could remedy that you know." Fred said after a minute or so.

"What?"

"Jessica Smith, would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?" he asked, worry in his voice.

"Of course I will," I smiled at him and pecked his cheek. "That means you are my boyfriend and that makes me one of the luckiest girls alive." He kissed my forehead and mumbled.

"Then I must be the luckiest person alive for you to say yes."