"Do you really have no idea who it is from?",
Hermione frustratingly questioned as I inhaled the fresh scent of the scarlet rose.
A smile tugged at my lips, "I have an idea", averting my gaze across the Great Hall to where the red headed boy sat with his twin.
Hermione released a sigh of relief, "It has taken you long enough to realise".
I bit on my lower lip, "I've known for a while, I just wanted to see if he would ever have the courage to actually talk to me", as if he could hear me, Fred lifted his head up and glanced my way, flashing a small smile, of which I returned, before continuing my conversation.
"Also, I liked receiving the gifts".
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Weasley OneShots
FanfictionI think the title says everything :) I've copied them with allowance from Tumblr . All the credits go to the official writers , not me ! 🐢🌵👑
