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Winter turned into Spring. The snow was replaced with flowers. Devore sat with Fred by the lake under a shaded tree, her back to his chest and between his legs, with his long arm wrapped around her. Her eyes were closed as she took in the peaceful atmosphere, and she felt his lips press to the side of her head. "I wish we could stay like this forever." She said with a sigh.
"Who says we can't?" He whispered in her ear.
She grinned. "Well, our professors would kill us. Our friends would worry. And George would be a lost soul wondering about without you."
Fred laughed. "He'd probably be too busy with Olivia."
Devore chuckled. "True. It's so funny to think about. We're best friends and we're dating a pair of twins."
"That's us Weasleys. Totally irresistible."
"Oh yeah. You're the total package." She kissed his cheek, and Fred turned his head, kissing her on the lips which made her smile. "I love you."
"I love you." Fred said back and kissed her on the side of the head.
April first came quickly and to anybody who knew the day, they treated it as a more than a national holiday. It was Fred and George's birthday. Devore bounced into the Great Hall and went up behind Fred, covering his eyes with her hands. "Guess who?"
Everyone around them rolled their eyes. Fred chuckled. "Uhhh, is it my favorite person in the world?"
"Well I feel offended." Said George while stuffing his face with french toast.
Devore sat beside him and they kissed, causing everyone to groan. "Do you two have to do this every morning?" Ron grumbled.
Fred pulled away from her. "Don't worry, Ronald. When you get a girlfriend, you'll be the same."
Devore grinned and put her hand on his back. "Happy birthday." She smiled at George. "Happy birthday, Georgie."
He bowed to her with his hand. "Thank you very much."
Olivia joined the conversation, sitting beside George, the twins sandwiched between them. "Devore and I are already planning your birthday party." She smiled.
George grinned. "You girls don't need to throw us a party,"
"But if you insist—" said Fred.
"We like Firewhisky."
"Gryffindor common room?" Asked Devore.
"Only the best place to throw a party." George answered and the twins smirked largely.
