𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋, Fred Weasley (eng)

4. "...With pictures in frames..."

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

Remind her how it used to be, be
Yeah, with pictures in frames of
kisses on cheeks, cheeks

GEORGE ALWAYS KNEW. Even before Fred knew, George already knew. Maybe it's because they're twins, all that 'I know you better than you know yourself' — some would say that's the reason —, but the redhead in question always thought it was because he watched everything.

George was a natural observer, preferring to keep quiet rather than talk about everything and nothing — and when he spoke, George knew what he was saying. He had been this way since he was a little boy, knowing when Bill or Charlie got a new girlfriend and when they broke up, noticing how Percy was insecure about his brothers' opinions, and when his parents chose to skip dinner so everyone could eat.

For the same reason, because he was so observant, Georgie had been the first to realize that Fred was in love, even before he did.

I mean, how could he not notice? Fred's gaze, so full of love, was always directed at the same person, and after a while, it became so obvious that anyone around him could see it.

In fact, anyone except the person in question.

And the Weasley tried, Merlin knows how much, to make his twin brother confess his feelings. And, according to Fred, he tried all these times, and in none of them she understood.

"Have you ever noticed that, maybe, just maybe, you didn't declare yourself seriously once and just waited for her to realize what you felt?" George said, one day, while the twins spent time in the dormitory doing nothing.

Recently, some mishaps between the twins and the Slytherin Quidditch team ended up leading to the withdrawal of both from the Gryffindor team, causing the anger of Angelina Johnson, the captain, and the increase in the brothers' free time.

Fred looked at him with serious features, eyes closed as if he were in a debate with himself. "No, I'm pretty sure I have already confessed my feelings." This made the younger Weasley twin sigh deeply, catching Frederick's gaze again. "What?"

"I'm just saying that you never even declared yourself to her, hitting your eyelashes and praising her hair is not the same as a confession. A real confession."

"Hey!" Fred seemed stunned by his brother's statement. "I don't hit my eyelashes, and that's not all I do. I've been following the manual."

George let out a blown laugh. "Oh, yes, the manual. Two steps so far, right?"

"Actually, three. Lie gave me the third step this morning."

"And what is it?"

Fred seemed to search his memory in search of the conversation he had had with Amalie, looking for the third step. "Something like memories, pictures or whatever."

"Memories? Man, I'm not trying to discredit Lie or anything, but I don't think the manual has any more impact than a declaration of love." By the look Fred gave him, he threw up his hands. "I'm just saying."

"You know very well that I can't declare myself, I tried to flirt and everything else, give indications of what I felt, and she didn't get it. Now it's with the manual." Fred said, proudly.

"You do you." George shrugged. "How are you going to move forward with this step, by the way?"

Fred gave an embarrassed smile.

"You have no idea, am I right?"

"Pretty much." The older one replied.

After a few seconds of silence, George spoke again. "You know you won't be able to end this plan before... that, don't you?"