Pinky Promise (Y/nMalfoy X Fred Weasley)

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Every night since, Y/n has been sneaking off with Fred at night. Every night she removed her engagement ring and would fall asleep on Fred's chest. "Let's ditch breakfast." said Fred holding her tighter. Y/n chuckled, sitting up. "Please Y/n, it's six in the morning."

"Fine." smiled Y/n resting her head back on Fred. "One more hour!"

Fred chuckled, kissing her head. The two had fallen back asleep. When Y/n woke up again, it was nearly nine. She made a face, getting up. "Fred!" shouted Y/n.

"Hm?" asked Fred pulling her in.

"No! It's 8:47!" said Y/n hurrying to put her shoes on. Fred groaned, covering his head. She grabbed her bag, pulling her robes out. Fred made a face. "I'm prepared!"  She looked at him as he stared back at her. "Well go!"

"Oh, yeah!" said Fred. He kissed her goodbye and hurried out of the living room. Y/n dressed quickly, she looked at the time and groaned, hurrying down to her first lesson, potions. She was late, running out of breath.

"Nice of you to join us, Ms. Malfoy." said Professor Snape seeing her hurrying into the classroom. She entered to see the red and green ties. She made a face, sitting next to Miles. George looked at her, raising an eyebrow.

"Sorry professor, I was in the hospital wing. I wasn't feeling too well, you know after being poisoned." said Y/n. Nicole made a face, turning back to her cauldron.

"Get to class on time next time." said Snape. Y/n nodded, turning to Miles.

"Are you okay?" he whispered. Y/n nodded, she made a face looking around the room.

"What's that smell?" she whispered.

"Profesor?" asked George getting up and making his way over towards him. Snape made a face, blinking. George turned him around from the doorway, Y/n watched Fred sneak in. He hurried over towards his seat, setting everything up quickly.

"Sit down, Weasley." said Snape rolling his eyes. George raised his hands up in defense, returning back to his seat. "Anyways, back to what I was saying. In front of you, we have a very strong potion. Could anyone tell me what it could be?"

Y/n leaned forward, narrowing her eyebrows. She raised her hand. "Malfoy." said Snape.

"Amortentia." said Y/n.

"Ten points to Slytherin." said Snape. "Could anyone tell me what Amortentia is?" Y/n rose her hand up again. "Anyone who isn't Malfoy?" Nobody rose their hand. "Go ahead, Malfoy, since your classmates are too intolerant to look in their textbooks."

"Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in existence." said Y/n.

"And?" asked Snape.

"It causes a powerful infatuation or obsession from the drinker." continued Y/n.

"What else?" asked Snape.

"Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them." finished Y/n. Snape nodded, turning towards the cauldrons of potions.

"Can you tell me what you smell?" asked Snape. Y/n leaned forward, taking another smell of the potion.

"I smell Roses, fresh ink, Cinnamon and firewo—" said Y/n stopping herself. She made a face, looking down at the cauldron. Fred and George had turned to look at her, raising their eyebrows.

"Very good, take another twenty points." said Snape continuing with class. Y/n sat back, narrowing her eyebrows. Miles looked at her, making a face.

"Fireworks?" asked Miles. Y/n shrugged, returning back to her work. Miles turned to look at Fred who had a giant smirk on his face.