Part 9

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"Ava!" Fred yells out to me. He runs through the halls to get to me.

I wave over at him as he runs to me. I smile when he gets up to me, "Freddie. What's up?"

"Uh... class together?" He smiles while breathing heavily.

"Huh?" I furrow my eyebrows, confused. "Yeah-... we have class together if that's what you're asking."

"No-." He takes a deep breath. "Do you wanna walk to class together." He laughs.

"Ohhhh!" I laugh, "sure!" I nudge his shoulder, "just had to ask, dummy." I giggle as I walk forward without him.

He catches up to me, walking beside me. "So... how are things going?"

"Pretty good, actually. Where have you and George been? Skipping class as usual I know. Because I don't see you guys there."

"Well- let's just say the whole reason why Snape's class was canceled last week was because..." he giggles.

"Of course." I nudge him, laughing. The laughter dies down and the tension becomes awkward. "So..." I clear my throat, "I'm assuming that means everything's alright now... between you two." I look at him.

"Yeah... they are." He replies.

"Well- anyways! It seems like things are going well and you seem... happy." I smile. "It's a good look on you, you know?"

He cracks a little smirk and peeks over in front of me as we still walk, "Aaaah... Ava. Smiling and complimenting me? Don't give me the wrong idea." He laughs.

"Whatever, you gonk." I roll my eyes, still smiling. I walk faster but he quickly matches me pace.

"Don't leave without me, now!" He laughs.

"You'll catch up." I laugh. "Put those long legs of yours to use."

"Are they not already?" He places his arm on my shoulder as an arm rest as we're still walking. "After all, I'm using them to chase you around." He smirks.

I blush, but quickly look away. "Reallll funny."

"I'm always funny." He ruffles my hair with his hands.

"Av's!" George calls out to me. He waves and tags along with us. "To class all together, are we?"

"Ummm yeah! I suppose so. Why the sudden change to show up, guys?" I look at the both of them, my head turning left to right over again because they're both on the opposite sides of one another.

"Why? We can't be good students?" George crosses his arms, smirking.

"No! I mean-... I guess not." I furrow my eyebrows. "No. You Weasley twins cannot." I laugh.

"I see..." his smirk gets larger. As though he has a devious plan. "I guess I'll just have to show you."

I shrug, pretending I'm not affected. "I suppose you will."

We step into the class all together. Angelina sits there awkwardly, watching us. I wonder what they had talked about. I avoid looking back at her. Instead, I just sit down at an empty table. Before George can sit down, Fred takes the seat. Without even looking at George, he turns to look at me; his arm underneath his chin. He nonchalantly looks at me.
"What do you want?" I raise an eyebrow. "You two are acting weird." I cross my arms and sit up straight.

"Just trying to hangout with my favorite girl!" He smiles.

I raise my eyebrows, smiling. "Is that so? "Cause I thought a month ago she was standing riiiiiight...." I turn my head to look at Angelina and secretly point at her, squinting my eyes as though I'm blind. "There."

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