Chapter 60: The Truth

"So is this really the Golden Egg?" Zoey asked as she held the object in her hands, gazing at it.

On that particular day Zoey found herself sitting near the bath taps of the empty Prefects' Bathroom with Cedric. No, none of them were going to bathe and the contrary they had just come to talk. Zoey swung her legs and placed the egg on her lap as she looked down at the swimming pool size bathtub. She didn't know why their tub had to be so big; it was simply a waste of water in her opinion.

Cedric laughed. "Well seeing as it is an egg and is indeed golden I would have to say, yes, that is the Golden egg," he ran a hand through his hair, "Come on, Zoey. You've seen it before."

Zoey rolled her eyes and played with the clasp of the egg. "Did you figure out the clue for the next task yet?" she asked.

"Unless you can tell me the meaning of a banshee screaming then, no," Cedric took the egg away from her, scared that she might open it and unleash the horrid sound, "Besides, the next task isn't until February. I have enough time to worry about it"

"Don't put off tomorrow what you can do today," Zoey said with her head held high before looking back at Cedric, "But seriously, you never know how long it will take to crack the clue. You might run out of time"

"I see what you mean but don't worry so much about it. It's my egg so it's my problem," Cedric paused, "Shouldn't you be worrying about the Yule ball instead?"

Zoey gave a scoff but smiled. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean all my current worries are about the Ball. Besides, I already have what I need. Dress and all."

"Really? Someone's excited," Cedric chuckled.

"Mrs. Weasley got it for me, okay? Let's get back to serious matters. So you have any idea what the clue might be? I mean, maybe the scream itself is a clue"

"I doubt it. Fighting a banshee is little too farfetched, don't you think?" Cedric raised a brow.

Zoey sighed. "I guess you're right… maybe the clue comes after the scream!" She took the egg away from Cedric and placed her hand on the clasp.

"You mean we have to endure that? I bet we'll be deaf before we even get to hear the clue," Cedric paused with realization, "And you aren't even suppose to be helping me solve the clue! It's against the rules"

"I'm not even supposed to be in the Prefects' bathroom in the first place but you insisted we have a chat here. If we broke one rule we can break another," Zoey struggled with her words. It was unlike her to even suggest such a thing but she couldn't help it. She had a lot on her mind and she thought helping a bit with the tournament would keep her mind of things.

It was on impulse when Zoey opened the clasp causing the egg to crack open and the ear-piercing scream began to flood the room, its echoes bouncing of the walls and seemingly getting louder by the minute. Zoey, shocked by its amplified volume, dropped the egg into the bath tub and accidentally hit one of the taps causing it to open and water began to flow out, filling the tub.

"Shut it off!" Cedric yells over the screams, his hands covering his ears.

"I can't! I dropped it in the tub!" Zoey yelled back.

"I meant the tap! It isn't doing us any good!"

Zoey reluctantly removed her hands from her ears and tried to turn off the water but ended up making it stronger. Her eyes widened in panic and turned the other taps which caused bubbles and suds and different types of foams and aromas to flood the tub as well. Before long, the bath rub was half filled with water while the other half was over flowing with bubbles and foam. Zoey could no longer see her knees below and lifted her legs off the edge. They were already drenched with bath water.

She looked over to Cedric.

"I'm so sorry," she said with a stressed sigh as she ran a hand through her hair.

"It's alright," Cedric placed his hands down and lifted his legs out of the tub as well, his pants were dripping with water and made small puddles on the floor, "You were only trying to help," he paused and looked around, "Do you hear that?"

"Here what?" Zoey looked around, "I don't hear anything"

"Exactly! The screaming stopped!" Cedric said with s grin

Zoey raised her brow, "Of course it stopped. It's drowned under water," she pointed at the tub. Suddenly, her eyes widened. She brought out her wand and pointed into the tub. "Accio egg!" she said and the egg surface, still screaming. At the sound, she released the spell and the egg plopped back into the tub.

"You're brilliant," Cedric breathed out, bringing out his own wand, "Utterly brilliant"

"It was just an accident," Zoey blushed at the compliment

"But even so," Cedric smiled and brought out his own wand, summoning the egg and at the same time the scream flooded the room again he took the egg in his hands and quickly closed it. He looked over at Zoey. "So how does it feel like breaking a rule?"

"Completely terrifying. Never let me do that again," she paused, "You're a prefect! You weren't supposed to let me do it in the first place!"

Cedric laughed.


"So still haven't spotted anyone yet?" Zoey asked the two Gryffindor fourth years as she took a seat in front of them in the Great Hall. Ron and Harry nodded gloomily as they began to pick at their food. "Don't worry, you'll find someone," she offered a smile.

"But who?" Ron asked, "Everyone's taken by now!"

"Not everyone," Zoey said as she took a banana from one of the plates in front of her.

"Really? Who's there to ask?" Harry raised a brow and dropped his fork to the side of his plate, pushing his food away.

Zoey began to peal the banana and nibbled on it in thought. She swallowed and smiled at the two sheepishly. "I don't know, really. I just said that because I thought you were over exaggerating."

Ron pushed his plate away. "No I'm not. It's obvious that everyone's taken," he paused, "Even you, I'm sure someone's already asked you"

"What makes you say that?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Ginny appeared and sat beside Zoey, "Ever since that dance you had with Cedric almost every boy, who isn't busy drooling over Mary Sue, has been dying to ask you"

Zoey blushed. "Now you're over exaggerating"

"No she isn't," Harry shook her head, "You should hear what people are saying and how they are planning to ask you. But they stopped after they heard that you were going with someone already. And speaking of that… who are you going with?"

"They've been saying things like that?" Zoey asked with wide eyes, "Well, that explains a lot"

"What do you mean?" Ron asked

Zoey bit her lip. "Well… a couple of days ago several boys from different houses and years came to me and asked me to the dance. I turned them down though," she scratched the back of her head.

"Because you've already got someone," Ginny said.

"No," Zoey shook her head, "Because I didn't know who they were. It would have been extremely awkward if I would be dancing with a complete stranger."

"I see what you mean – wait, you said no… you mean you aren't going to the dance with anyone yet?" Harry asked with wide eyes.

"Well, yeah. Still free," Zoey gave a laugh.

"Then, would you go with me?" Harry asked quickly but got a shoved by Ron.

"Not fair! I was going to ask her!" Ron said.

Ginny bent towards Zoey and whispered in her ear. "Now look what you've done. You got my brother and his best friend fighting over you," she made a tsking sound. Zoey laughed and ushered the two to calm down.

"I would say yes, but no. Sorry Harry," Zoey apologized, "I know you want to ask someone else and you're just afraid to ask her"

Harry blushed. "Not true!" Zoey gave him a look, "Alright. Fine, but if she says no then would you go with me?"

Zoey nodded. "That is if I'm still free," she jokingly stuck her tongue out at him.

"But, if you aren't free. Who would you most like to ask you to the ball?" Ginny asked, genuinely curious.

"Well," Zoey blushed, "I was sorta hoping Fred would ask me…" She trailed off and looked at the three faces looking at her with sympathy. She raised a brow and felt her heart beat quicken. "W – Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ron scratched the back of his head. "L – Let's put it this way. You should accept going with Harry or me if you want to go to the ball with someone," Ron struggled to find the right words.

"What do you mean?" Zoey asked

"Zoey," Ginny placed a hand over hers, "Fred's already got someone"

"Who?" Zoey asked in a loud voice before lowering it into a whisper, "Really? Who? When?"

Harry answered her question. "Angelina Johnson. As for when, I'm not really sure. It was a few days ago, he was telling Ron to ask a girl before everyone's taken and Ron told him that it wasn't that easy –"

"But he said it was so I told him to prove it," Ron continued after Harry, "He called over to Angelina and asked her to the Ball. She accepted it"

"We're so sorry, Zoey. I'm sure he would have asked you if he hadn't heard that you were going with Cedric," Ginny gave her hand a pat.

Zoey's eyebrows knitted together. Why were they sorry? It wasn't like it was their fault… what's done was done; Fred had already asked someone…

"Well, we can't help it," Ron said.

"What?" Zoey's eyes widened, "Did I say that out loud?"

"Yes, you did. You said it wasn't out fault and what's done was done," Harry said.

"But it's true! Fred's got someone and… there's nothing I can do about it… I'm just shocked he didn't tell me about it. I mean, that's what friends do right?" Zoey said with a forced smile.

Ginny let go of Zoey's hand. "I don't think he told you because you didn't tell him that you were going with Cedric," she said.

"What's this about Cedric? Of course I'm not going with him! He's going with someone else. He asked her weeks ago and she said yes!" Zoey said with a worried look, "Why do you all think I'm going with him?"

Harry, Ron and Ginny looked down at their hands. It was Ron who spoke. "You both danced the other day. I guess we figured that you would be the one he would ask," he paused, "So you aren't going with him?"

"Of course not! We've established this already," Zoey sighed and looked around. She caught sight of the Patil twins enter the Great Hall, "Why don't you guys go with them?" she asked Harry and Ron.

"Parvati and her sister?" Harry asked, "Well, I suppose. That is if they're still free"

"Oh, Parvati is," Ginny took an apple from the plate, "and I'm sure her sister's the same"

"You should give them a shot. They're both really pretty and I'm sure they're nice," Zoey said before standing up. "Well, I'm going to catch a breath of fresh air now. I'll see you guys later!" She gave a wave and after a small chorus of goodbyes, left.


Zoey left the Great hall and crossed the grassy grounds before quietly taking a seat on her spot near Hagrid's hut. The rock was large and smooth and Zoey even took the liberty of carving her initials on the rock so she would know that it was her rock and not just any other rock. The idea was foolish and childish but Zoey could not help it. She has done a lot of thinking on the particular rock and it was very comfortable to sit on. No other rock could compare. Zoey gave a sigh and patted her rock as she looked up at the sky.

It was just a few more days before the Yule Ball, actually a few more hours since the Yule ball was just two days away. Zoey looked at the grassy ground and twirled her finger in her hair. She thought about what she would do. Her clothes weren't something to worry about, they have been ready since Mrs. Weasley showed it to her and she didn't really care about her hair and make-up. She decided she would just put on a light shade of lip-gloss and she would be ready to go seeing as her cheeks were already rosy. Her hair wasn't a problem either because she knew a simple spell that would make her hair at the least bit more presentable than it would be if she styled it by hand.

The object of Zoey's worry was who she would go to the ball with. After her talk with Harry, Ron and Ginny her worry on the subject grew. It was true that a few boys in her year, and even some who were younger, had asked her but she declined each of them politely because she truly didn't know them that well and was scared that things might get to awkward, and not the good kind of awkward (if there ever was a good kind of awkward).

Zoey let out a sigh. She knew that worrying about who to go with was no good and it shouldn't bother her that there was a possibility that she would attend the ball without a date. In truth, Zoey was not even worrying about it in the beginning but when Mary Sue told her that she was going with George and when they told her that Fred was going with Angelina well, her worry seemingly increased.

Zoey hastily brought her hands to her eyes and rubbed them trying to stop the tears that were forming. She thought about Fred going to the dance with Angelina, dancing with her, laughing and enjoying himself. She gave off a shaky breath.

"Come on, Zoey, get a hold of yourself. No good in crying about it," she told herself and began to think about the guys she knew, "Okay, Cedric's with Cho, George and Fred are out of the question already, Ron and Harry are most likely going with the Patil twins... Neville's going with Ginny too…come on, think, who else are there?" Zoey thought harder about the guys she knew and began to cross them out if she heard that they were already going with someone else. Her head was close to exploding with concentration that the only thing that distracted her was the voices that began to get louder and louder. Zoey shook her head and freed her mind from any thoughts when she recognized the voices. She turned to the source.

Fred, George and Lee were walking her way, talking. They didn't seem to take notice of her yet.

"I don't know what to do man," Lee said with a sigh and frustrated scratch of his head, "It's already two days away. Forty eight more hours or so and I still don't have a date for the Yule Ball. Everyone's taken by now. I'll be a lonely man, watching from the sidelines while everyone has fun dancing and what not"

George patted his friend's back. "You're overreacting, Lee. I mean, it can't be everyone. What about Katie?"

"Oh, she's taken," Fred said.

"Alicia?"

"Some bloke asked her last week," Fred scratched the back of his head, "How could you not know? You were there"

George furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh...right," he paused, "Well, how about..." and he began to list name after name. When he covered every girl they knew in their year he moved to the year below them and the year below that until Fred told him to stop and that the next year would be too young for Lee.

"Oh wait, I know!" George grinned, "What about Angelina? You've liked her for years!"

Fred cleared his throat and glared at his twin. George laughed.

"You know I was just pulling your leg mate"

Lee groaned. "I guess, that's that. I'll just have to attend the ball alone."

"Don't beat yourself up. I'm sure you'll find someone," Fred patted Lee's back while George looked around trying to see if he'd find someone that he forgot to mention. His eyes landed on Zoey. Zoey caught his gaze and gave a wave which he returned. Suddenly, his eyes widened with realization.

"What about Zoey?" he looked back at Lee, "You're friends with her and she's the same year as us. She's perfect!"

"Okay, George, never say those words again...ever," Fred looked at his brother seriously, "You sound like those odd muggle girls that dad told us about. And I thought Zoey was going with that Diggory"

George raised a brow at his twin. "Where did you hear that?"

"What do you mean?" Fred asked.

"Cedric's going with the Seeker of Ravenclaw. What's her name? Cho something," Lee said before turning back to where Zoey was seated, "Now, if you would excuse me. I have something to do" He then began to walk towards Zoey.


"Hey, Zoey," Lee greeted as he stood in front of the Hufflepuff. Zoey smiled and greeted him in return. She side glanced at the twins and saw that George was watching them while Fred was trying to talk to him. She turned her attention back to Lee.

"So, is there something you need?" Zoey asked with smile. She watched Lee shift a bit before scratching the back of his head.

"Well, I'm sure you know that the Yule Ball is coming in two days and all," Lee began, slightly awkward, he did not plan on what he was going to say, "And from what I heard you've turned down every single bloke that's asked you so far"

Zoey gave a small laugh. "I didn't know them all too well and if you're going to say anything about Cedric, no I'm not going with him"

Lee raised a brow. "I wasn't going to say anything about him. I know he's going with someone else."

"At least you know," Zoey sighed.

"What?"

"Sorry, never mind what I was saying. What were you going to say?" Zoey waved the topic away from Cedric and stood up from the rock.

Lee cleared his throat. "What I was going to say – well, more like ask was," he paused and dramatically took her hand in his, "Would you go to the Yule Ball with me?"

Zoey raised a brow and laughed a bit. Lee was kneeling on the ground with her hand in his. If she didn't know better she would think he was joking or was dared to ask her but she did know better.

"So is that a yes or what? You're killing me here!" Lee whined.

"It's a yes," Zoey's laughter died down and brought Lee back up to his feet, "You didn't have to kneel, you know. You could have just asked me like a normal person."

Lee grinned. "I think we've established that I'm not a normal person"

"Anyone who hangs out with the twins aren't normal," Zoey joked, for she hung out with the twins as well, "Speaking of the twins, where are they?"

"Oh, they're just over… where's Fred going?" Lee turned around and his eyes widened. Zoey looked as well and her face read concern. It looked as if Fred and George had a disagreement of some sort. Not something large but just enough to make Fred storm away. Lee began heading towards George and Zoey followed.

"What happened?" Zoey asked the moment George was in ear shot.

George looked back and watched his twin walk away until he was out of sight. He then turned back to his friends and gave a sigh. "Just his wand in a twist," he said simply.

"That's odd, you guys never fight," Lee said, "Seriously, I mean"

"It wasn't like we fought or anything," George shrugged, "Maybe you should talk to him," he looked over to Zoey.

Zoey's eyes widened. "Me? But it was you two who had a row"

"It wasn't a row and even if it was we were talking about you," George grinned, he was plotting something.

"Why would you talk about me?" Zoey asked suspiciously.

"Why don't you ask him?" George then grabbed hold of Lee, "Come on. I say we throw some dung bombs at the Slytherins before dinner!"

"I have some extra ones in my trunk," Lee grinned before her and George ran back into the castle leaving Zoey very confused.


Zoey gave a tired sigh and looked up the stairs leading to the Astronomy Tower. The sun had already set and by her guess, everyone was already at dinner except her and a certain Weasley. She looked up the stairs which seemed to go on forever and gulped. Though she practically faced her fear long ago, the idea of climbing back up there was dreadful to her. She wished that Fred hadn't been up there, heck she only guessed he was there. She spent the rest of her day searching for him, often times appearing in one place more than once. The Astronomy Tower was the only place she hasn't checked and she truly wished he was somewhere else. It would be good to climb up and see him there she would hate to climb up and find out he was somewhere else.

"I really need my own Marauder's Map," Zoey gave a sigh and proceeded to climb

Each step Zoey took made her feel like an eternity had passed she was going very slow and didn't know why. Maybe it was because she didn't know what she was going to expect once she reached the top. She didn't know what to say to Fred when she found him there. What was she going to say? Was she going to tell him that George sent her out to talk to him? But what about? What was the twins' argument about? According to George it was about her, if it was, was it truly wise for her to talk to him if they fought over her? Zoey didn't know. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't realize that she reached the final step until she nearly hit her head on the door.

Zoey took a step away from the door before biting her lip and placing a hand on the wooden surface. She gulped a bit before gently pushing the door open. The door swung with an eerie sound and Zoey only opened it wide enough for her to fit before quietly closing it once more. She took a shaky breath before looking around the room. Everything was the same as before, Zoey didn't know if that was a comforting fact or not. Her eyebrows furrowed. She slowly walked around the room, looking for signs of Fred and when she found none she decided to use her voice.

"Fred?" she said in a loud whisper and heard the floor squeak beneath her. Her eyes widened and she whirled around to see the Weasley twin standing behind her.

"Fred!" Zoey said with relief and went to touch him but he flinched away. Her eyebrows knitted in worry. "Fred?" she asked unsurely, "Are you alright?"

"What? Me? Just peachy! Why do you ask?" Fred finally spoke; every word that came out of his mouth was coated with malice and sarcasm. Zoey took a step back; she didn't know why he was acting that way. Was it because of the fight he had? Surely, he knew that it was something he and George can talk over, right?

"I don't think you're alright," Zoey said slowly, taking a step towards him, "What's wrong?"

Fred took a step away from her, his eyes forming a glare. Zoey winced. "Fred, whatever you have to say. Say it. Please, maybe I can help you," Zoey tried.

"You can't help me," Fred said

"You don't know that," Zoey insisted.

"You can't help me," Fred repeated, "because you're the cause!"

Zoey's eyes winded at what he said. "Why? What did I do?" she asked, genuinely clueless. George had said that he and Fred fought over her but she didn't know why.

Fred pretended to think but it was obvious to Zoey that everything he had to say was already at the tip of his tongue. She began to regret telling him that he could say whatever he wanted to.

"What did you do? Hmm, let me think. You go off with the guy who beat Gryffindor in Quidditch! We don't like him, Zoey and with you going off with him, well, that's a big slap in the face," Fred glared.

"We? Who we? Are you talking about Cedric? Is this what it's all about? Quidditch? Let it go, Fred! It's in the past. If this is what's got your wand in a twist that I never thought you'd be this childish!" Zoey felt a nerve break. She was so worried about it and finds out this little argument was about Quidditch! Of all things, and George said it was about her. That confused the Hufflepuff but she paid no mind to it. She didn't know what happened but she felt like all her bottled up anger was going to explode in this one night. She did not want to think on how this would result in.

"Hell yeah I'm talking about Cedric! Who else would I bet talking about? You shouldn't be hanging out with a git like him!" Fred exclaimed.

Zoey furrowed her brows. "And since when do you get to tell me who I can hang out with or not? I'm sorry but last time I checked I don't have to ask your permission on who I could be friends with," she scoffed, "and what's more, Fred, why are you getting so worked up on all this? It's just a bloody game!"

"It isn't just about Quidditch, Zoey! It's about everything. Him, Cedric, Quidditch, the tournament, asking you to the Yule Ball. Everything,"Fred's temper seemed too worsened with each word.

"What are you talking about?" Zoey asked in disbelief. What was she hearing? What was he saying? Things just didn't add up to her.

"What I'm talking about?" Fred seethed, "When were you going to tell me that Cedric asked you to the Ball and you accepted?"

"Never," Zoey glared, "Because he didn't even ask me. Get your facts straight, Fred. Cedric's going with Cho Chang and I'm going with Lee!"

Fred's eyes widened. "My own best friend? You're going with my best friend. That's almost as worse as going with Cedric," Fred looked away from her and up at the stars. He wanted to take control of his temper, he really did but no matter how hard he tried, it just seemed to be getting worse.

"How so?" Zoey folded her arms

"He's my best friend!" Fred simply exclaimed like the statement itself made sense.

"So? You don't hear me getting so worked up about you going with Angelina Johnson!" Zoey made her voice level to match his own.

"She isn't your best friend nor is she your friend," Fred said, "It's different!"

"Does it matter? You didn't tell me you were going with her," Zoey pointed out, "I guess this mistake is mutual but seeing as I wasn't even going with Cedric in the first place, it's all on you."

"I only asked her because I thought you were going with Cedric and I was proving a point to Ron," Fred tried to steady his voice

"Well, news flash Fred. I'm not going with Cedric and that's a pretty shallow reason to ask a girl," Zoey said, "I'm sure if you told that to her she would get hurt"

"Would you get hurt if I said Lee only asked you because he was out of options?" Fred tested.

"Of course not," Zoey said and interrupted Fred before he could retort, "Because I know he was out of options. Harry and Ron had the same problem. Like hell I'll get upset. I'm just glad he asked me soon before I went off and went with some stranger!"

"Oh yeah?" Fred asked

"Yes!" Zoey cried out, "Because long before he asked me I was already upset!"

Fred's glare softened a bit. He saw Zoey's eyes well up in tears. He had to force himself to stay where he was or else he might have gone to her to comfort her.

"I was really upset, Fred. You know why? Because I heard that you were going to go to the Ball with Angelina! It broke my heart! I was there, waiting for you to ask me. It was a stupid thought but I actually hoped it would happen but, no!" Zoey wiped her eyes, "You just decided to be a total prat and believe everything you hear!"

"How do you think I felt when I thought you were going with Cedric?" Fred asked, "Don't you think you were the only one upset at the news that someone you wanted to go with was going with someone else"

"Really now? You wanted to go with me?" Zoey rolled her eyes, "That's believable."

"Of course you don't believe me now, we're having a row," Fred felt his nerves calm down a bit, "But if we weren't. If I hadn't heard that you were already taken I would have gone and asked you"

"No you wouldn't," Zoey said quietly, rubbing her eyes.

"And what makes you say that?"

"Because, I'm still friends with Cedric. Some way, somehow, you'd hear another rumor and we'll just end up in the same fight," Zoey looked away from him, "This is stupid…. Why do you even hate him? Is it because of Quidditch? Because I don't think it is. I think there's more"

Fred ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "You're right, there's more," he said. Feeling his head cool down. Zoey looked back at him. "Then what is it?" she asked, "What's behind all this. I have a feeling that whatever it is caused this entire fight."

"You're pretty good a guessing," Fred sighed.

Zoey offered a smile before removing her scarf from her neck and waving her wand at it. The scarf began feel cold in her hands and she began to take tentative steps towards Fred. She bit her lip before wrapping the scarf around his head. She then stepped away from him. Fred gave sigh and felt the rest of his anger disappear and was replaced by coolness of the scarf. He didn't care if he looked very laughable with a scarf wrapped around his head; all he cared about was getting rid of the anger.

Zoey quietly watched as Fred's tensed muscles relax as did the rest of his body. She hoped that they could have a reasonable conversation now, now that all the anger and frustration was gone. She quickly tied her hair in a messy bun and pushed her glasses further up her nose, waiting for Fred to speak.

When Zoey saw that he wasn't going to say anything anytime soon she decided that she should say something first.

"So… what's the source of all this?" Zoey began, "What caused all this? What made us have a row?"

Fred opened his eyes and looked at Zoey. He placed a hand on the cold scarf and readjusted it on his head.

"Jealousy… I guess," Fred said, looking away from the Emeraude. He would never admit this to anyone besides his twin and Zoey. It was unlike him to act this way.

"Jealousy?" Zoey repeated, "You were jealous of Cedric?"

"No need to rub it in my face, Zoe… but yeah. I was jealous of that Prefect Diggory," Fred grumbled.

"But why? What does he got that you want?" Zoey asked

"Money, looks, grades, admiration, something for his parents to be proud of, the list goes on Zoe and the more I name them the more it hurts on my esteem," Fred lowered the scarf to cover his eyes.

Zoey furrowed her eyebrows. "Is that it? Fred, money doesn't matter… you know that right?" Fred grumbled in response, Zoey continued, "As for grades, they don't determine how smart you are and for the record you and George are geniuses. Admiration? I thought you were the type to not care what other people thing –"

"I'm not!"

" – Well, you better cross that out of the list then. Something for your parents to be proud of? Why wouldn't they be proud of you? You and George have done splendid things and frankly, I think they're mega proud. They, just show it in a different way," Zoey laughed a bit and Fred offered a chuckle, "Now, as for looks," Zoey blushed, "If it helps… I think you're very handsome"

Fred didn't say anything after and Zoey didn't know how to take it. Her heart was beating very fast against her chest and she could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She wished she could take the cooling scarf from Fred and wrap it around herself but she didn't dare see the expression her held. Zoey tensed when she saw Fred reach over to the scarf and pulled it away from his eyes.

"There's something else he has that I don't," Fred said looking Zoey in the eyes.

"What's that?"

"He has you"


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