you love me? /f.w.

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(Y/N) seventh year was supposed to be fun. Last year of school, of seeing her friends everyday. Last year of spending time around the castle, the library or at Quidditch games. She was supposed to enjoy her last moments as a student before becoming an official adult.

Everything she had planned was destroyed by the new Defence Against the Dark Act tea. Dolores Umbridge. She made everyone go through hell since the day one. First she made herself The "Hogwarts High Inquisitor" and then she created new educational decrees. Some of them were torelable, but some of them only belonged in trash.

For example The Educational Decree Number Twenty-Six - "Boys & girls are not permitted to be within 6 inches of each other." (Y/N) could understand drooling all over each other, or other acts that were outside the bounds of normalcy among couples (yes, they happened). But cuddling up to her boyfriend? Sitting next to him? How on earth did that break the rules?

There were more stupid decrees, like cancelling Quidditch matches, confiscation of wands oraz banned students from discussing "the upsetting events of last year". How much did Quidditch or just talk about last year bother the Minister for Magic? (Y/N) couldn't figure it out.

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Even though the restrictions were tough, she would always find a way to spend some time alone with her boyfriend. They would usually take walks around the castle, find a quiet corridor or even secret compartments to spend time together.

"It sucks that we can't spend more time with each other like we used to do. You know, like making fun of Filch or Malfoy, study together on corridors or just give each other a kiss goodbye." Fred said holding (Y/N)'s hand while sitting near the Black Lake. It was one of the couple places where they could meet.

"Yeah, it does sucks. But I'm glad that we can still find a way to be with each other" she said smiling softly.

"I know, me too." he said pulling her into a hug. "I miss the times when we didn't have to hide. I also miss Quidditch, especially your cheering." he said before giving her a small peck on her cheek.

"Well, I miss seeing you play aswell." (Y/N) said smiling. "Especially when you knock the Bludgers towards the other team"

"Why especially this?" he laughed.

"Have you seen your arms when you do that? Your muscles are WILD. I could watch them forever!" (Y/N) said excitedly.

"Too bad that's the only thing you care about" Fred replied, pretending to be moved.

"N-no.. NO! Of course not! I wouldn't be talking to you if that was a case!"

"OH really? Then what would you do?" he said starting to feel offended.

"Well, I would do anything to just touch your muscles, nothing else." (Y/N) said holding her laugh. But then she saw how he was getting more and more offended, so she continued "But that's not the case. I love you not because you're strong, but because of your intelligence, your laugh and other stuff."

"You love me?"

After that (Y/N) realised what she had said. They've never told each other those three words. They loved each other, that's for sure, but it was not said out loud by any of them. She could feel her cheeks burning from the confession.

"I m-mean, I-I, w-well-" he cut her off by connecting their lips. It was a slow, but very passionate kiss. Probably the best one they've ever shared.

"I love you too sweatheart" he whisper into her lips, before closing the space between them again.


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