The boy with dirty-blonde hair looks up from his letter, turning his attention towards me as I walk in. I look back at him flustered, not knowing what to do. He always seems to be there. I remembered my wand and ran up to my dorm to get it, but when I came back down, now with my wand, he looks at me again.
"Um, I'm sorry, do you need something?" I ask. "Oh, um, sorry, you're Emily right? I'm Alex." he says. "Oh, nice to meet you Alex. I would ask how you knew my name but you were there at the sorting, obviously." I say, lightly chuckling, hoping to make things less awkward. He chuckled, "Yeah, that is true." he said.
"Well, um, I've gotta go. It was nice meeting you." I said, wanting to learn that spell. "You too." he says smiling. I leave the common room, carrying my wand in my left hand, and making my back to the Great Hall. "What took so long?" Hermione asks as I sit down in between her and Fred. "Oh, um, do any of you guys know anyone named Alex?" I ask. "Alex? I'm assuming you're talking about in Gryffindor. But there's several." Lee explains. "Can you be more specific?" asks George.
"Well, he's got dirty-blonde hair, it's kinda wavy-ish. I'm pretty sure he's a third year." I say. I didn't know much about him, so there wasn't really too much for me to say. "Ohhh! I know who you're talking about!" Fred says. "Yeah! He's pretty cool. We don't really talk that much though." George says. "How come you're wondering?" Fred asks. "Oh, he's always just kinda lookin' at me, that's all." I say. "Does he like you?" asks Samantha. "What!? I dunno! I don't even know his last name!" I say defensively. "Oooooh, somebody has a crush!" George and Samantha say together in a sing-song voice.
~ P.O.V: Narrator ~
"Oooooh, somebody has a crush!" George and Samantha say together in a sing-song voice. Fred glances over to his twin brother. Fred has a look on his face, a look that says he's thinking. He has forgotten that he hasn't told George about how his feelings for Emily have grown to be more than a friend.
George notices the glare of his twin on him. Fred realises that he's showing obvious signs of... whatever he's showing, and quickly tries to play it cool by looking away and chiming in with an "Oooooh." and laughing. "You guys, chill. I don't like him, okay? And he doesn't like me." Emily says, making her point.
"Okay, okay, fine." George said, accepting defeat. "Good." fred mumbles under his breath, being careful to make sure no one hears him. But, he wasn't careful enough, because both Emily and George, the two people next to him, look up at the boy. Luckily, no one else seemed to hear him.
~ P.O.V.: Emily East ~
"You guys, chill. I don't like him, okay? And he doesn't like me." I say, trying to make myself clear. "Okay, okay, fine." George says, accepting his defeat. "Good." I hear Fred mumble under his breath.
I think George heard it too, because we both look at him at the same time. "W-what?" I ask. His face flushes a light shade of pink. "N-nothing." he says. George chuckles. "Mkay?" I say, clearly confused.
Fred clears his throat, "So, what was that spell you were gonna teach Emily?" he said, changing the subject. "Oh yeah!" Hermione says, excited to teach me something.
~ Time Skip: After Breakfast ~
~ Setting: In The Gryffindor Common Room ~
~ P.O.V.: Fred Weasley ~
George and I were sitting on one of the couches, talking about our next prank or something. Ron and Harry were off doing who knows what, while Emily, Hermione, and Samantha were showing their ability of magic and knowledge of spells to the other first years.
It was cute how Emily seemed so proud of her magical ability. I mean, she did just go from no magic to magic in a short amount of time.
"Um, Fred?" George asked me. "What? Oh, sorry." I said, realising that I haven't been listening. He chuckled. "There's something I want to te-" I didn't get to finish because George cut me off by saying "I know." He chuckled again. "Wait, what?" I ask. "I know that you like Emily." George said.
"What? But how?" I asked, flabbergasted. "Well, I mean, it's kinda obvious. The way you look at her and stuff. Oh! And how you bought her Gulliver too." George explained. "Oh..." I say. We laugh lightly. "I guess it is kinda obvious." I say.
I heard a high pitched scream, "Sam! Stop! Put me down!" Emily said through laughs and hiccups. I look over to see Samantha using a levitation charm on Emily. Emily slowly starts to levitate towards us, Samantha controlling her.
"Omigosh! Sam! It's weakening, Help!" she screamed, still laughing. Samantha falls onto the floor laughing, losing control of Emily, resulting in her falling onto me. Emily laughs quietly. "S-sorry." she says, her face turning a bright red, her voice an octave higher. "Y-you're fine." I say. I can feel my face burning. Our eyes lock.
~ P.O.V.: Emily East ~
"Y-you're fine." he says, his face as red as his hair. Our eyes lock. I'm not sure how much time passes from then until somebody says something. "Um, Earth to Emily?" Sam says sarcastically. I quickly snap my attention away from Fred. I quickly get off of him and stand up straight. "S-sorry..." I say embarrassed. Sam and George laugh. "You two are something else." George says. "Heh, yeah." Sam said, agreeing with George.
I look at Fred again and he looks at me. Why do I keep looking at him? I mean, if I fell on George, or even Harry, I don't think I would feel this embarrassed, would I? So... why would I feel that way about Fred?
"Hey, Emily!" I heard Hermione say. I turn around to face her. "I saw what happened, are you okay?" she asked concerned. "She's fiiiiineee, Hermione." Sam says. I laugh, "Don't worry Hermione, I'm okay." I said smiling.
"That's good, C'mon, I want to show you this spell book!" Hermione says enthusiastically. She gestures for me and Sam to go with her. As I walk away from the twins, I look back at Fred, giving him an awkward smile, before leaving.
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In All Seriousness ~ A Fred Weasley FanFic
FanfictionA Fred Weasley Fanfiction. Your name is Emily. Your parents are Muggles and scared of your magic, so you run away soon before your 11th birthday. You're eventually found by none other than a Weasley, and they offer you a place. But one of their s...
