With a soft rushing of trees outside, conversation lulled for a second too long. Piping up to split the silence, George tossed his scarf at Enetta to grab her attention.
"Sorry about the slip-up back there, Enetta. I forgot your family wasn't the type to understand rowdy. It's a shame they miss out on the part we see." George said with a teasing grin. "The part we like." Fred added, still slumped against the window looking out.
Hitching her breath in her throat, Enetta let her eyes settle on Fred and every part of him. His nose was crooked; right-leaning from one nasty bludger to the face. Made him more interesting to her. With all the magic in the world, he'd chosen to leave it and have it tell a story he wouldn't. "Don't get sappy on me, you two! I've spent all summer being sappy and solemn, I need the Fred and George I missed."
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Never expected, never divined.
FanfictionEnetta had never seen George in a romantic light, surely she'd never see Fred like that. Right?
