Insufferable {Fred Weasley x O.C.}

Tension

song: Feeling Whitney

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Solange awoke from her slumber to the peaceful hum of her record player, the all too bright morning sun peeking through her window and lighting up her skin with a golden hue. She fell asleep last night to the Hunky Dory album by David Bowie. Clara had bought it for her a couple years back for her birthday.

"Morning Solo." Clara croaked.

"Morning Clara" Solange responded.

It had been a few days since the girls arrived at Hogwarts. It was now Thursday. Things were getting slightly better, Solange decided she was going out for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team with Clara next week. She and Clara had been on the team previous years, but she still had a slight worry in the back of her mind that she wouldn't make it.

Solange wasn't too motivated to go to breakfast because of how tired she was. But still, she slumped out of bed and began to freshen up.

Clara and Solange walked down to breakfast together taking a seat next to Lee, but she couldn't sit next to Lee, without the twins too.

Solange started piling food onto her plate. She reached for a the last muffin, but just before she could take it, a long arm reached out, and snatched it. It belonged to Fred.

"Give it Weasley, I can't do this this morning."

"Ok." Fred replied and took a giant bite out of it and set it on her plate.

"Gross."

Solange started a conversation with Lee and Clara, talking about their favorite teachers and classes so far, she kept on catching Lee's eyes linger on George, did he like him? Lee had come out as bisexual to Clara and Solange, so she shot him a knowing glance.

"So have you heard about the upcoming all house party?" Lee said.

"No, what's it all about?" Clara asked.

"Oh, it's next Friday." Lee responded. "You have to come, it's going to be so fun!"

Solange was exited. Sure she had been to parties before, but not since last year at Hogwarts. She looked over to see Fred look at her, almost, anxiously? Did he want her to go?

"We'll be there." Clara spoke, for her and Solange.

I guess I don't get a say on the matter, Solange ponded.

The group finished their breakfast, and Clara and Solange made their way over to Potions. Solange reluctantly took her seat next to Fred.

"After a few days of review, I think this class is finally ready to make real potions. Today you will be making healing potions." Snape announced.

"Looking quite fit today, Ambrose." She looked behind her to find Marcus and Adrian sitting together and snickering.

Solange shot them a sneer and thought nothing else of it. She knew her worth.

"Oi, shut up mates." She looked to her right to see Fred telling the crude boys off. He looked quite angry why did he care?

All the less, Solange was exited, healing potions were fairly easy to make, you just needed to follow the instructions. She told Fred to go get the ingredients, and she'd prepare the area. As he slid out of the desk, his hand grazed her lower back to move around her. What was that?

He returned with all of the ingredients Solange had requested, and took his seat next to her. "So, Ambrose, what now?" Fred asked, as he watched her organize the table.