Remember Me [ Fred Weasley ]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 / 𝑵𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖

{ Song: Magic by Coldplay  }

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The moment in the library runs on repeat in my mind as Fred and I walk through the castle. He suddenly stops in front of a blank wall and I assume that this is the entrance to the room of requirement but realize it's best not to ask. I look up at him and bite my lip unsurely, and he sighs lightly and shakes his head in response.

"Unfair" he says. I keep nagging on my lower lip as if to keep myself sane while all kinds of scenarios are going through my mind, each and every one of them having the two of us a lot closer to each other than this.

"What?" I say quietly.

"That thing, that you're doing right now" he says with a subtle laugh.

"Oh, sorry" I say and smile embarrassed down at the ground.

"No, don't be" he says quickly, "I like it, it's just... Well, you know"

"And what if I don't?" I say and look up into his eyes with an innocent gaze. He sighs again, heavier this time, and gives me a look that reveals what's on his mind.

"It makes me want to do things that would be kind of inappropriate in there" he says in a low voice and nods towards the massive door to the room of requirement that has presented itself out of the stone wall.

I shouldn't melt so easily at his words but I'm dying to know, and not only imagine, what he's thinking about. Ever since I had been left wondering about his smile that morning in the Gryffindor common room a few days ago, I haven't been able to push the moment out of my head. Now that I know what it was all about, the idea of the scene playing out has been built up in my mind to a point where it's starting to become almost obsessive.

"Such as?" I lead him on, curious to see how far I can push it.

Instead of answering me, he smirks with a teasing light in his eyes and takes a step closer towards me. Finally, I think to myself and hold my breath in anticipation. He moves a strand of hair away from my face and looks down at me in the charming, mischievous way that leaves me speechless and once again I find myself stuck in his eyes.

"I guess you're gonna have to use your imagination" he says quietly, "for now"

I let out an unintentional sigh of frustration as his words make shivers run down my spine. It appears that he has decided to keep me waiting a while longer in the short time it had taken us to walk from the library to the room of requirement.

And it's working.

He didn't have to tell me to use my imagination in order for me to do so whether I want to or not, and the now he was referring to couldn't be over fast enough. He seems so confident that he's got me cornered in such a compliant place that he doesn't even have to seize the moment. I've made it so easy for him, and now he's taking the opportunity to make it hard for me.

"Come on, they're probably waiting for us" he says, as if what he said a second ago was perfectly casual. He pushes the door open and with not many other options to choose from, I follow him into the room.

The room of requirement is just as impressive as I imagined it would be, although at this point I've started getting used to how every part of the castle is, well, magical.