That One Slytherin Girl | Fred Weasley

9- You're cute

Fred's POV

I saw her looking frantically for something in the halls and had to take a deep breath to calm myself. Even though I was a little mad at her, she still made me nervous and gave me butterflies. Who really knows why?

"Mila." I said. She turned around and she looked relieved.

"Fred," She sighed with the smallest smile. "I'm so so so sorry."

I took another deep breath. "It's okay." I reassured her.

There. It was done. We made up, and who knew where it was going from there? Things could become awkward and we might not talk again. We could pretend nothing ever happened. But we made up.

She suddenly was running towards me and threw herself into my arms. I was taken aback, but after a moment, I hugged her back tightly. She had to stand on her toes to reach me. I lifter her of the ground as we continued to hug. It was the best feeling ever.

"Fred, can we still be friends?" She asked. Her voice was so soft and it wasn't the Mila I recognized. I smiled.

"Of course," I said. "But you have to prove something to me first."

She broke away from the hug to look at me. "What do I have to do?" She looked worried, and it made me uneasy.

"What do you say about pranking your Slytherin friends?" I asked with a sly grin.

"Draco and Pansy, yes. But let's not do it to Blaise," She said. "He's the one who talked me into coming to find you."

"Deal."

Mila's POV

Pranking Pansy and Draco sounded like fun. Besides, I knew that pranking them with Fred was going to be much different than the horrible prank we were doing to Fred. Their idea of a prank was much different.

"When do we want to start?" I asked.

"We don't have to do it immediately. I say we go finish our trip to the three broomsticks." He suggested. I smiled. Suddenly he took his hand, and lightly took mine. "Shall we?"

I gripped his hand slightly tighter. "We shall," I giggled, and he pulled me behind him out of the school, where we started running once we left the school grounds.

"Slow down!" I called, laughing. We had been running for too long that it made it hard for me to breathe. "You do know that the three broomsticks is that way, right?"

"I changed my mind, we're going somewhere else," He said. He slowed down a tad, but we were still running.

"Where else would we be going? The only places to go around here are Hogsmeade and the Black Lake," I reminded him.

"Not all true,"

I was so confused, but I followed him anyway.

"You're cute." I found myself accidentally saying. He didn't stop, but he turned around and began running backwards to look at me. "Look ahead of you! You're going to run into something if you run like that!" I yelled.

"You'll tell me if I'm about to run into something." He said.

"What if I don't?"

"I have a feeling you will." He smiled. "But did I hear you right? Did you call me cute?"

"Um... no..."

"Then what did you say?" He asked me with a smirk.

"I said... Do you want some fruit?"

"You don't have any fruit,"

"Well I could buy us some."

"You called me cute,"