𝙿𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 - 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦 | ✔︎

Chapter 35

Natasha's new dormitory was everything she could have ever wanted. The walls were already made up of wooden panels thanks to Bill from when he resided in the room, so with a few nails, she only added a few Gryffindor flags, as well as some hooks for her robes.

Even though there was a prefect bathroom available for her and Adrian to use, her dorm was equipped with an ensuite, which sported a window that looked directly towards the quidditch pitch.

A large four-poster bed lay against one wall, with large windows on each side, covered by scarlet blinds. A thick red and gold circular rug lay on the ground, and a chest of draws and vanity were off to one side.

All in all, it was perfect.

And Fred could enter whenever he wanted. Currently, he was lying on her bed, the warm, crisp red covers perfectly tucked into the bed. Natasha was fixing her tie, whilst she used her wand to fix her hair up, before tucking it into her low bun.

"Do I look okay Freddie?" she asked, and he came up behind her, placing his hands on her waist on his chin on her shoulder. He hummed with content and she leaned her head back, bringing her hand up her cup his cheek.

He started to press kisses to her neck, and she blushed, trying to push him away. "Fred, I have to meet up with Pucey in 10 minutes outside of the Great Hall, I can't have hickeys lining my neck!" she whined, and with one last kiss to her cheek he stepped away, smiling at her.

She was still the tiny girl he had met as a little kid, her eyes holding that mischievous sparkle that never disappeared. Her hair was just as unruly as it had been in their first year, though now it was longer and tied back more often.

"Are you good there love?" Natasha asked, and Fred blinked, snapping out of his trance. He leaned back on Natasha's bed and nodded.

"Just admiring the love of my life," he said, shooting her a wink. She rolled her eyes and opened the door to her room, making a dramatic arm gesture to shoo him out.

"Now, my patrol will be going for an hour so in that time period you better have unpacked and started planning our next prank with the boys. Am I clear?" Fred saluted her and with a quick kiss, the two parted, one more eager than the other.

~.~

As Natasha strolled through the castle with Adrian, she hummed a soft tune from an old muggle band her father was obsessed with. In the moonlight, her skin glowed, and Adrian couldn't help but appreciate the natural beauty she radiated.

"Um, Natasha?" he finally asked, and she stopped humming for a second.

"Yes Adrian?" she replied, her tone sweet and not at all threatening like most Gryffindor's were towards him. He smiled at this and cleared his throat as they continued to walk.

"What are your thoughts on me?" Natasha laughed softly and nudged Adrian's arm, saving him just before he ran into a stone column.

"Well firstly I think you're clumsy, but overall, you're sweet, definitely funny, and you know what you want," she summarised, just as they turned the corner.

Adrian scratched the back of his neck nervously when Natasha said he knew what he wanted, and the next sentence came out in a hurry. "Natasha, I'm gay and my parents will kill me if they find out," he spluttered. Natasha stopped, and immediately threw her arms around the boy, beaming.

"Firstly, I'm honoured you've decided to share such an important part of your life with me and I'm so proud of you! As for the parents thing, homophobia is ridiculous, and I'll hunt them down if they try to hurt you over your sexuality," she said, the second part sounding way more darker than the first.

Adrian was shocked for a second that for one, Natasha was hugging him, and two that she was okay with his sexuality. Most witches and wizards, especially those that derived from pure-blooded families were against anything new that threatened their bloodlines, including gay marriage and the LGBTQ+ community.

Yet here was Natasha Black, hugging him for dear life and congratulating him for coming out. He returned the hug and as they parted, he smiled down at her. "Wow that's such a big thing to get off of my chest," he whispered, and Natasha linked her arm with his, strolling past the Great Hall.

"You should be able to love whomever you want Adrian, and if your parents can't support you, I'll make sure you have somewhere safe to be. No one should be thrown out of a home just because they know who they love," she said. They came to halt, and Adrian realised that their patrol was over.

Only a few prefects hung around, and as Natasha let go of Adrian, he leaned down, just to whisper something only her ears could here. "Please don't tell anyone Natasha. I need to figure out how to tell everyone on my own, and also barricade my dorm for when I do tell the world," he said quietly and Natasha nodded, holding out her pinky.

"I won't tell a soul Adrian, I can promise you that," she said confidently, cracking a smile that instantly warmed the room as he linked his pinky with hers. He gave her one last look before heading with the Slytherin prefects to the dungeons.

Ron and Hermione came up to Natasha to walk back with her to the Gryffindor tower, and the three fell into a lazy chat, talking about the weird things they had seen. Ron had nearly shit himself over seeing a spider web near the boy's bathroom, and Hermione had sworn Peeves had been following them.

They passed Nearly Headless Nick, who tipped his head to the ladies, and the Fat Friar, who blessed them at least seven times. All in all, as the clock chimed for curfew, the three were laughing and smiling as they finally stepped back into the Gryffindor tower, turning a few heads from those that were still up on the couches.

"You know the drill people!" she whisper shouted from the door of her dormitory. Some people were about to groan when she continued. "I don't see you, it never happened!"

And with that, the Head Girl closed her door, completely ignoring the rules Minerva had given her on making sure everyone was in bed by 10pm.