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"What are you staring at?" George Weasley asked his twin brother but he received no reply. "Oi, Freddie," George called, reaching over for a bread roll and chucking it at Fred, finally pulling his attention.
"What was that for?" Fred scowled. He picked up the bread roll and threw it at George in retaliation, his twin catching it without issue or pause.
"Ignoring me," he shrugged his shoulders. "What were you staring at so intensely you got distracted in the middle of our conversation?"
"Nothing," Fred said quickly, too quickly to be believable.
"It's confession time," George said in a sing-song voice. He arched an eyebrow and seeing his brother's eyes stray back down the table, George leaned back on the bench and allowed his eyes to wander, trying to see what it was that had caught his brother's attention.
As soon as his eyes landed on the resident Gryffindor bookworm he felt amusement bubble within him and he chuckled, shaking his head lightly.
"Still, Freddie? I thought you would've gotten over this by now."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Fred muttered, avoiding George's gaze.
George snorted. "Nice try, but I know you and I know that face; it's mine." Fred rolled his eyes. "I knew you had a crush on the fiery little witch, but I thought you'd gotten over it since you haven't done anything about it; it's been over a year."
Fred glared at George before throwing a quick Silencing Charm around them to keep anyone from hearing their conversation, because that's just what he needed; the gossip mill of Hogwarts spreading the word that he was head over heels for Hermione Granger.
"So, do you still have a thing for her?" George pressed. Fred shrugged his shoulders. "What about Katie?"
Fred frowned in confusion. "What about her?"
"Angie told me that Katie told her that you've been spending time together." Fred's face pulled into a grimace. "I guess that's not true then."
"Of course it's not true. Why would you even believe that?"
George shrugged his shoulders lightly. "We may share everything, but we've always been respectful when it comes to each other's love lives. Since you never told me, I assumed it either wasn't serious or you didn't want me to know yet."
"We both know I'd never keep something like that from you, and no, I haven't been spending any time with her. She kissed me at the start of the year and I told her I didn't see her that way, only as a friend. Whatever she's told Angie is a lie and you can tell her that, too. I don't want Katie spreading rumours..." Fred's eyes strayed to Hermione before turning back to George. "Angie's the only one she'll listen to; she's the only one that can get her to stop this behaviour."
"Alright," George shrugged. "I'll let her know as soon as I see her, but what are you going to do?"
"What'd you mean?" Fred asked confused.
"About Granger," George clarified. "It's been over a year and seeing as you still have a crush on her, I don't think it's going to go away any time soon. I'm actually surprised you haven't taken a shot at her yet."
"Your point?"
"She's not going to be single forever, Freddie."
"What d'you mean by that?" Fred questioned, sitting up taller and narrowing his eyes slightly.
"Exactly that, you're not the only one that's got your eyes on her. I've overheard that she's seemed to have caught Cormac McLaggen's attention, as well as Terry Boot's and even Seamus is interacting with her more than usual. The school's starting to notice, Freddie, she grew up a lot over the summer and she's getting prettier by the day."
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Confessions
FanfictionMaking a confession isn't always easy, but in order for Fred Weasley to win the witch of his dreams he had to summon his Gryffindor courage, scare off her other suitors and bare his soul and heart to the population of Hogwarts, hoping it was enough...