Harry Potter AUS

Just Friends //Fred//

   I hadn't even lugged my way too heavy suitcase through the front door of the Burrow when I found myself enveloped in Fred's arms. I laughed and hugged him back, tightly, until I heard George snicker from somewhere outside of my view, "See - told you they're in looove!"

I rolled my eyes and said, "We're just friends, George. It's nice to see you, too."

I greeted the rest of the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione, only to turn around and discover that Fred had already taken my suitcase. He was halfway up the stairs by the time that I caught up with him.

"y/n, what is in this thing?" he groaned, "It's got to weigh a ton!"

I laughed and cried out, "Race you up the stairs!"

"Hey! That's no fair!" Fred barely finished the first word before taking off after me, my suitcase in tow.

Finally, we made it to the room I would be sharing with Hermione and Ginny (I won the race, of course) and I couldn't help but notice that it had only been a few minutes and my face already hurt from smiling. I just knew that it was going to be an awesome summer.

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A week passed and my prediction was turning out to be true. My days were spent pranking, playing Quidditch, and laughing. George, Fred, and I hung out all the time, and it was some of the most fun I'd had in my life.

But I was having fun with everyone else, too. Ginny, Hermione, and I had been having lots of late-night girl talks (mostly about how they thought Fred and I were in love with each other). They just couldn't seem to get over it.

"Come on!" Ginny said, "Have you seen the way he looks at you?"

"Or the way you look at him?" chimed in Hermione, "Honestly, y/n, just admit it - you like him."

I sighed and said for the umpteenth time, "No. We're just friends."

Ginny cackled. "You should've seen Fred's face when you said that on our first day here. I almost felt bad for him."

"Guys, we aren't going to date. Our relationship isn't like that!" I rolled over in the bed to face away from them. "I'm going to sleep. Good night."

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The next night, I couldn't help but think about that conversation as I leaned against Fred's arm and gazed up at the stars. The two of us were sitting on the roof of the Burrow, talking.

I couldn't help but think that this would be the perfect first date, or that Fred might be the perfect boyfriend.

I wrapped my arms around myself and shivered a bit from the cold. Fred shrugged his sweater off and tucked it around me. I leaned back further into him and closed my eyes.

Perfect. Everything was perfect.

I turned to face Fred. He looked me in the eyes and said, "y/n, you are so beautiful."

I smiled and said, "So are you."

I closed my eyes again and leaned in, intending to kiss him.

It would be my first kiss, but the timing was perfect.

Until Mrs. Weasley shouted from the front porch, "Fred! y/n! Supper is ready!"

I sighed, pulled away from him, and grabbed my broomstick to ride down. However, I didn't give him back his sweater.

xxxx

Later that night, after dinner, I found myself alone with Fred, walking up to our respective rooms. As we turned the corner, out of view of everyone else, I pulled him close to me.

"I didn't get a chance to do this earlier. Ginny and Hermione have been suggesting that I am secretly in love with you, and I think they might be right."

Then, before Fred had a chance to respond, I pressed my lips against his.

A moment later, from behind me, I heard a very snooty Hermione cry, "HA! I knew it!"