𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋, Fred Weasley (eng)

3. "...I would wait for ever and ever..."

And then you say
I want you for worse or for better
I would wait for ever and ever
Broke your heart, I'll put it back together
I would wait for ever and ever

And that's how it works
That's how you get the girl, girl

"DO YOU REALIZE THAT IF I WANTED TO, I could just invoke the agreement and make you tell me who you like, don't you?" Less than a week had passed since Fred had started following Amalie's plan, still only having reached the first step. But, Amalie's words, if he went too fast in following the plan, it could become very obvious to the girl.

Fred doubted that.

"But you wouldn't do it, am I right?" Frederick smiled, knowing full well that what he was saying was true.

Amalie could very well threaten that she would do it, but she would never do it. Being almost as much a Hufflepuff as a Gryffindor, Amalie would never force Fred to tell her who he was in love with, knowing that if he felt comfortable with it, he would do it.

"I could do it!" She defended, crossing her arms.

The Weasley looked at her skeptically. "Lie."

"Ok, you're right." Stone sighed in surrender. "But if I really wanted to know, I'd find a way for you to tell me."

"I'm sure you would, Lie." He shook off the thought that if she asked him that, he would tell her right away, being incapable of lying to her or even omitting something like that. "Well, what's the second step?"

Amalie's face lit up with delight, and, putting one arm into her pocket, she fumbled in the space inside her skirt, pulling out a notepad. Fred leaned close to her to see what she was writing there, but was waved away by Lie.

"Step two" she read. ", reassurance."

"Have you been reading dictionaries with Hermione again?"

"That only happened once, and it doesn't come to the point. It's more worrying that you don't know what that means than that I'm reading dictionaries — not that I still do."

"Of course, you pretend you don't do it and I'll pretend to believe you."

"Oh, shut up, Frederick." She complained, smiling. "Any girl likes to feel reassured, whether it's in a friendship or a relationship. Now, I assume you two are already friends, at least for you to be so in love. Try to start by reassuring her about your friendship."

"Forgive me for my ignorance, but how do I do that?" The redhead listened attentively, or at least that was what Stone thought, holding on to that hope as motivation to continue explaining everything to the boy, word for word.

"I don't know, you can tell her that you'll never abandon her, that you'll always be there, and that your friendship is very important to you." She shrugged. "I can't just give you everything so easily, can I?"

"Of course not." As if you ever would, Fred thought, but didn't say it. "Oh, and I know what 'reassurance' means, I just wanted to see you explain everything, it's more interesting."

"Go fuck yourself, Weasley."

"Always so kind, Stone."

.

"Why are girls so complicated?"

"Are you asking me? I don't know."

"Who else would I ask?"

"Good point, Freddie."

Last meal of the day and, therefore, time to complain about everything possible: boring classes, such as History of Magic with Binns, traumatic classes, such as Defense Against the Dark Arts with Umbridge, the new Hogwarts teacher who had already shown who she really was, or just less good moments throughout the day. This time could also be used to spread news that had been heard during the day — such as who was caught with whom in Myrtle's bathroom —, or just to comment on trivial matters of no importance whatsoever.