Be Mine, Fred Weasley

Hogwarts Away!

I woke up the next morning bright and early. I got dressed into jeans and a light long sleeved sweater seeing as it looked a bit cloudy outside.
I was just going to head down to breakfast when I saw Moe with a new letter in hand. I opened the window, letting in a cool breeze along with Moe.
I grabbed the letter and untied it from his little leg. He hooted and went to his cage across the bedroom. I looked at the letter and didn't recognize the handwriting right away, but knew I have had seen it before. I opened it up and looked at the signature right away.

"Your (hopefully still) Friend,
Freddie"

That kid never knows what to write and what to keep to himself, does he?
I go back to the top of the letter and smile to myself as I read the letter. Oh of course I'll forgive you Fred. Who would I be if I didn't?
I grab the nearest piece of paper and jot down a simple one word response back to Fred.

"Friends."

I then ask Grandma if I can borrow Star, her barn owl, because Moe needs to rest up a little before I can use him again.
I then take a seat at the table and dig into my eggs and bacon. Granted the eggs are nothing like Hogwarts' scrambled eggs, but my grandmas bacon is to die for. I eat seconds of both, hoping not to gain any unnecessary pounds off of it.
After breakfast I see another owl waiting at my window. "I'm just a popular person today, right Moe?" I say to my Owl, who is sleeping at the moment. I open the window again and this time decide to leave it open. The cool air feels relaxing and calming. I realize the owl belongs to the Weasleys, and goes by the name Errol. He toppled over on my bed and I pick him up and set him in the owl cage with, a now awake and disturbed, Moe.
I realize the letter is from George this time. I want to know what he thinks, but I'm scared to open old wounds again.
Oliver snogged another girl and I somehow told my grandmother this without crying or yelling. Once I was done talking she walked over to me and gave me a huge hug. "Never date a boy who doesn't honor you." She told me.
I open George's letter and start reading.

"Beth.
First off, before I get so angry I forget my manners. You are welcome for the sweets. I hope that made your not so good day a little sweeter. (I'm hilarious I know.)
Second. THAT LITTLW BASTARD! LET ME KILL HIM FOR YOU! HE SNOGGED ANOTHER GIRL! BETH YOU BETTER DUMP HIS LITTLE ARSE AND NEVER TALK TO HIM AGAIN! I AM GOING TO KILL THAT BLOODY KID!
Third. Fred was not right. He was JEALOUS. Two different things. But in the end we will never learn the truth from him. I may only look into this wonderful mind we share and process his thoughts into my head and come up with my own conclusion. Anyway. My hand is starting to hurt. I'll see you on the train.
George."

Oh George. If only you knew what I have been going through. That second paragraph is basically my life right now.

A week has passed and it is time to board the train at 9 & 3/4 station.
"Well have a great school year darling. I'll be checking up on you with this lovely locket." Said grandma.
"Oh I will. And don't worry. I won't get into... That much trouble... Anyway before I forget! I need you to sign this! So I can go to Hogsmead during the weekends at Hogwarts." I say handing her the sheet.
"Ah. Those were the times. Oh course I'll sign.... All right there you are!" She says as her eyes start to fill with tears.
"Oh grandma don't cry! I'll see you soon! Christmas will be here before you know it!" I say hugging her in the middle of all the train station traffic. We are still on the outside muffle world on platform 10. I give her one last squeeze and make my way towards the brick wall that is inbetween a very important train and me.
I take a deep breath and run. I breath out and realize that I'm already on platform 9 & 3/4. I grab my luggage and put Moe in the usual compartment. I'm the first one here like always, so I take a seat and wait for my friends to arrive. I'm starting to think they are all going to miss the train when I hear,

"Why hello there miss. I do believe you have a lot to tell me from what I have missed-due to being a huge arse-in the part few months."
I turn towards the door and find my best friend Fred leaning against the frame. He has his usual smirk across his face and I get up and greet him with a hug. He pulls me off the ground and I finally reply with an answer to his last statement.
"I believe you have some explaining to do as well- SIR."

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