Twin flame - Fred Weasley - Order of the Phoenix

Kiss with a fist

playlist for this chapter

kiss with a fist - Florence and the machine

smack a bitch - rico nasty

queen - shawn mendes

I grab my diary from my bed and sigh. It's almost done, I've written so much since spring. This diary is full of everything. Secrets, gossip, rage, tears, and things I've never said out loud. Mainly it's about how I grew up and how jealous I am of everyone around me.

Writing makes everything better. Easier. It's like talking to a friend who doesn't judge or give an unwanted opinion. Just me and my thoughts, even though I don't even have any. My head is empty. I still have to go and buy a new one. Maybe I'll go this Saturday.

I place it under the mattress, throw some clothes on and start heading toward the dining hall.

I've had so much fun with George Weasley and Lee Jordan. Crazy. It had been sometimes awkward, considering I've hated people like him for a pretty long time and I and his twin brother have been terrorizing each other for almost seven years.

There are also a lot of subjects we can't talk about but so far... I like them. They bring something new out of me, something that's happier and kinder and... sort of sweet. I've learned also a lot. They threw snowballs at the dark lord. They're the reason Ron is afraid of spiders and they want to have their own joke shop and they've been working hard for it.

If anyone ever finds out, I'll avada kedavra myself, but this has been the best week of my life.

And now it's about to end.

"What the fuck is she doing here?" Fred's voice asks behind my back. I turn around and see his furious eyes staring down at me, his hand in a tight fist and his tall figure tensed. "You forgot to mention you've become friends with her." He says and quickly glances at his twin brother.

God this is awkward. I don't want to move but I am not in the mood to have some sort of fight with Fred Weasley. We all just sit there in silence, awkwardly staring at the table.

The worst part is that because of Fred, I lost my appetite. It's such a shame because we have cheesecake for dessert. And I fucking love cheesecake.

"I'll just..." I say and stand up but George's quick words stop me from moving further.

"Sit down, don't bother. Fred, I can talk to anyone I want to. Sit down and eat".

Fred sits at the table, his angry eyes glaring down at me. Oh man, he is pissed. Usually, I'd think this is funny but to be honest I've sort of grown fond of George. He is nice. Sweet.

And Lee Jordan is one of the funniest people I've ever met.

"Carmen here has never seen a quidditch game, did you know that Fred?" Lee says.

"Yep, I am aware of that," Fred says. His tone is cool and calm but I know he's pissed.

"How do you know that?" I quickly ask after realizing he's noticed I've never seen a match.

A small blush creeps on his cheeks when he quickly shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders. "gossip" he says slowly, eyes on his food. "People wonder what are you doing while everyone is gathered to see the matches."

"Did you know that she has pissed in Draco's shampoo bottle, thrown horse shit into out favorite professor's window, and has sent hundreds of threatening letters to the ministry of magic?"