LOVE ISN'T EASY (but it sure is hard enough)

JANUARY 7TH, 1995

If you had asked Fred Weasley where the last place he would have expected Juno Lennox and Olivia Danes to be on a Saturday night, he would've said the Gryffindor common room.

So imagine his surprise as he walked through the portrait hole with Lee and George after sneaking out to Hogsmeade to see Juno and Angelina popping open a bottle of something fizzy, Liv fiddling with what looked like a muggle television. She smiled at them, sending them a small wave as she turned back to the black screen.

"What are you two doing here?" Lee asked, the twins completely silent as they stared at them.

"Sleepover." Said Juno, passing Olivia a glass of the fizzy stuff.

"Right, course. Where did you get the TV?"

"My Mum wrote an owl convincing Muggle Studies to let me pinch it for the weekend, I have no idea how she did it but it definitely worked."

The three disappeared up the stairs as Liv opened bags of muggle popcorn for them to share. Obviously, they had been expecting the boys to crash so there was far more of everything than they needed. Soon enough, the three boys were squeezing beside the girls on the red sofa. Lee forced himself in between Fred and Juno, with Angelina's legs thrown over Juno's lap leaving a very tight space for George and Olivia to share.

"Okay, recap the list of what needs explained." Juno turned to Liv, watching the girl take a piece of parchment out of the pocket of her plaid pyjama bottoms.

"Your haircut, the baseball bat, where we were, who we were with, why my feet were all bloody and why none of us can remember anything."

"Cool, now or never then."

Liv took a deep breath, briefly standing up to place the tape in the machine.

The girls watched nervously as the screen lit up, contrasting to the static that was showing beforehand. Liv saw herself sitting on the counter of her Mum's bookshop, a Santa hat thrown lazily on her head.

"What day is it?" Henry's voice echoed from the screen, Liv grinning at the man behind the camera. George noticed how her expression softened when she heard his voice, relaxing ever so slightly more than she had when sat down.

"It's a Saturday."

Henry stayed silent, Liv giggling as he didn't move the camera off of her.

"It's Saturday the 17th of December, 1994."

"Finally, and where are we?"

"We're in Mum's shop."

"And what are we doing?" Liv sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes playfully as Henry poked her knee lightly to make her laugh.

"We're putting up the Christmas decorations."

Juno and Sarah were laughing in the background as Henry spun Liv round with a string of tinsel, dancing to a Christmas song by someone Lee recognised as Elton John. Their cheeks were flushed from the mulled wine, stumbling slightly as they sung along. There were shots of the four of them hanging up lights and baubles along the pine needles, and one that made George a little nervous as he watched Liv climb onto her Dad's shoulders in order to put the star on the top of the tree. She wobbled slightly, her Dad chuckling as Sarah shouted nervously from beside them. Juno was a bit confused but she definitely had the spirit.

Fred didn't know how to feel as the date in the bottom corner of the screen read December 25th, watching Juno stand out in a snowy garden with mascara stained cheeks and a very conflicted Olivia beside her. A snowball hit her across the side of her face, Juno instantly hiking up the hems of her dress and chasing after the girl in the blue dress. They ran around like this for a while, and Fred realised that it was the first time in a long time he had seen her properly having fun. Deep down, he knew it was his fault, and it made his stomach churn thinking about what might have been.