Be Mine, Fred Weasley

The Chamber has been Opened

A few weeks have passed and I keep thinking about my mum, who I saw in Diagon Alley, when she should be on strict work with the Ministry in Egypt. This whole time I have been wanting to ask my Granma why she would be here, but I don't want to interrupt her trip with her friends.

The rest of summer break flies by. The boys and I play Quidditch almost every day on a hill not far from The Burrow and come home  towards the evening to supper and little chores to do around the house. We all gather around the living area and work on our homework, and when I say we I mean the twins, Harry and Ron. Boys never get things done on time. I'm sitting by Fred and Harry and I feel a poke on my side that Fred is sitting on.

"Want to give me your essay? You can have mine?" he says smiling.

"You wish don't you. But no, I will however help you."

"Really? Thanks."

So for the next hour or so Fred and I are working on his essay for Potions and have finally finished. I look up from the paper and realize that everyone else had gone to bed. I'm curled up close next to Fred and I now realize that I have an arm curled around one of his. I have no idea when and why I did this but I get startled and try to pull away.

"Sorry I must have been so focused on the paper, plus it is SO cold down here!"

He smiles still working on the finishing touches on his paper. I am now looking at his profile. His hair is lightly toughing his eyebrows, which are creased in concentration. His big brown eyes are scanning the paper, left to right, left to right. He is mouthing the words as he writes them on the paper. They look soft and gentle.  I realize that I must have been staring for too long, because he starts to smile and his writing has stopped. I turn in embarrassment and finally pull my arm out of his. I'm suddenly hit with a wave of coldness. I get up and grab my book that I brought down earlier.

"Well, I think you have it from here now. I'm going to get some rest before the train ride tomorrow. Night Fred." I say not looking at him and finally heading up the stairs not waiting or listening to a response. Lets face it what am I thinking. I can't like Fred. We are too good of friends. I climb into bed and softly cry. Why? Because I'm madly, deeply in love with my best friend.

We all get up the next morning a little late and are rushing around the house to find everything and have made a total of 2 trips back to the house after leaving to head to the station. Finally there we have only a good 5 minutes to get onto the train. We all go through the barrier and make it onto the train one by  one. I find the compartment with Lee and Lucy and Fred and George follow close behind. We catch up the whole way to Hogwarts.

Once there the gang and I take our places at the table and I search the table for Harry the other two. I want to talk to Hermione about this book I read about Charms, but she is sitting by a group of girls. Noticing this is strange I continue to look for Harry and Ron, but they are nowhere to be found. Strange.

We go back to the common room and it is already filled with people chatting, but all seam to be focused on one topic. A flying car.

I find out that Ron and Harry got locked out of the barrier so the drove the damn car to Hogwarts, crashing into the Whopping Willow.

Several weeks pass and I am really trying to act as normal as possible around Fred, but I get realy nervous now and can only think about that one night working on his homework. It's Halloween now and George has noticed a tension between Fred and I.

"So. Tell the love Doctor what is going on here." George says to me quietly at the Halloween feast.

I elbow him lightly. "Nothing. Just shut-it."

"Oh please, you two are as cold as ever to each other. I don't understand why though. Fred won't talk about it."

"Because there is nothing going on George. Now please Stop." I say almost too forcibly.

"Alright. Sorry." He then turns around and I assume starts doing the same exact thing to Fred, who is sitting next to him as well.

As the feast ends we start to walk back to the Common Room and we all get stopped by Filtch yelling at Harry, then I see it. Mrs. Norris dead on the lamp, hanging upside down. And above her in what looks like blood, "The Chambers of Secrets has been opened, enimies of the heir BEWARE." I don't hear the teachers yelling at us but instead get pulled by Fred along with the crowd back up to the common room.

"Sorry I didn't mean to pull your arm, but you were about to get trampled by all those people." he says once we are in the Common Room.

"No, I know, its just what is the Chamber of Secrets?" I ask.

"No idea," he says while getting up heading back up to the boys dorm.

"Fine. be that way." I say quietly so only I can hear. He is so sensitive sometimes.