【 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐔 】
𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 ♡ 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲
Everyone has a soulmate.
The String of Fate works much like a radar. People say you have to be within a few feet of your soulmate for the red rin...
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Your lips barely left one another over the summer, only enough breath to gasp for life and then back into the tangle of it all. It was an unbreakable knot of new love. But with the news of Voldemort's return, you knew that from the day Cedric Diggory's limp body appeared in the last Triwizard Tournament task, things were never going back to normal.
Not especially when the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Umbridge, was being a pain in the arse. Neither you nor your friends bode well with the idea of the Ministry interfering at Hogwarts.
Tension rose when everyone else thought Harry was lying about the Dark Lord's return. People doubted his word, not that you really blamed them, they were terrified. Terrified with the thought of the darkest wizard of all time coming back to haunt them and that the days ahead will be dark.
On a lighter note, you were proud Fred and George were out there developing their Skiving Snackboxes. After talking about opening their own shop once they leave Hogwarts, you couldn't be more overjoyed with their plans. The way they talked of creating new items each day, made you want to grab their hands and fast forward to their tomorrows. And you knew they could count on you to manage the shop once it was your turn to leave. But with the twins still figuring out the kinks, Hermione didn't approve of them testing it out on the younger students. You did your best not to meddle in between their squabbling and cheered them on from the sidelines.
You had just come back to the Gryffindor common room, from yet another detention from Umbridge, when you hear Hermione suggesting to be taught how to defend yourselves. Harry being the only one to actually see Voldemort in the flesh, he quickly realized he was the only person who could teach them.
Once Hermione had organised a meeting with a couple of friends in Hog's Head Inn at Hogsmeade, to your surprise, everyone had signed up to join thus forming Dumbledore's Army. And after Neville had discovered the Room of Requirement to use as training grounds, you spent most days balancing practice with your friends and detention with Umbridge, giving you barely any time to concentrate on your classes.
During practice one day, Fred and George are engaged in placing wagers while watching others compete against one another.
George leans in his brother's ear and whispers, "One sickle."
"You're on," Fred complies.
Then you watch as Neville is thrown across the room and lands on his bottom by Luna. Knowing he had a long way to go, you couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"Thank you," Fred grins, gladly taking the coin from his twin.
"Shut up," George mocks in a hushed tone, rolling his eyes.
When it's your turn, you line up on the opposite side of the room from Ron.
"How come you guys aren't betting this round?" Neville speaks up when he goes to stand next to the twins, rubbing his sore bottom.
