noticed ⇀ fred weasley

let the games begin

"Aw come on Wills, you don't have to sound so upset," Fred joked.

"When did you even find time to put your stuff down?" I asked confusedly.

"I have my ways, love." He then gave me a wink, to which I sighed and reached up to put both of my hands on his shoulders, pushing him out of the room.

"Out!"

Once he had been pushed outside, I heard him say, "How rude!" The second I ensured that he was out of earshot, I then turned to Ginny in a panic and said, "Please help me. I don't think I can do this... pleaseee let me switch rooms with you."

"And ruin this shot at you two lovebirds finally getting together? No way," she giggled. "I'm sleeping with Hermione, you can tell me all about what happens the next morning."

My heart leapt in my chest - partially from fear but also out of excitement. The truth was, I did want to stay with him, but I was too afraid to admit it.

And so, I kept my mouth shut. I began unpacking my things as Ginny left, and my stomach felt as if it had a swarm of butterflies nesting inside. I hadn't felt so nervous in my entire life, not even when I was being sorted into Gryffindor.

As I took out my pajamas and laid them out for later that night, I heard someone new walk in behind me. This time it was Ron.

"H-hey," I stuttered out, my cheeks heating with embarrassment as I instantly recalled our kiss. As much as I wanted to, I still couldn't get it out of my mind every single time that I interacted with him; but luckily we were back to acting like friends again. I was worried that he still had some feelings for me, but it seemed to have been shut down.

"Hey," he replied. "Is everything alright? You look a little more red than usual."

"I- I don't know," I said, sitting down on my bed as I spoke. I pursed my lips, thinking about whether or not I should tell him about what's been on my mind.

Fuck it.

"To be honest, I need to get something off of my chest, but I've been too afraid to tell anyone."

Ron's gaze softened and he hurried to sit on the bed across from me. "I'm all ears."

"Well, I usually talk to Ophelia about these things... but she's here with Luna's family since they got cheaper tickets and she could afford to pay them back instead of you guys. But anyways... you're my best friend too, and to be honest, you're the only other person I feel comfortable talking to when it comes to these sorts of things," I said. I was beginning to get nervous again, I was finally going to admit something that I'd been trying to deny for many years.

"Hey, there's no need to worry. I know you and Ophelia are like each other's twin flame. Just like how I'm Harry and 'Mione's. But, speaking of which... there's something about that which I need to tell you too."

My eyes widened, and I leaned in curiously. "You tell me first, then I'll tell you mine."

"Now that's not very fair," Ron laughed.

"I know, I know. I'm just scared!" I covered my face with my hands and groaned into them. If I couldn't even tell my friend about this, how could I tell... him?

"Right, right. I- Oh Merlin." He paused, seemingly deep in thought.

"Well, I think I'm starting to like Hermione..." Ron confessed. "She's just so smart and funny and determined, I really admire that. I don't think she feels the same, so, I'm trying to hide my feelings. And plus, I'm not sure if I one-hundred percent understand my feelings yet, I'm still figuring things out." His ears turned red soon after his face did, and the two of us shared a laugh. He shifted awkwardly on the bed, playing with his hands as he tried to rid of the extreme blush that overtook his freckled cheeks.