Sweet Like Honey (A Fred Weasley Love Story)

Chapter 5

I sat in a row between Fred and George. Potions was rough, what with Snape sneering at me and the twins every now and then. The next lesson was Charms. I found Flitwick's squeaky voice comforting after a sneering from Snape. Flitwick assigned us to write about using charms in at least a one roll parchment.

After, we all headed down to the Quidditch Pitch for the game. "And it's Johnson with the Quaffle, what a player that girl is. I've been saying it for years and she still won't go out with me-" said Lee Jordan who was commentating. "JORDAN!" screeched McGonagall. "Just a fun fact, Professor, adds a bit of interest. She's ducked Warrington, passed Montague, ooh! She's been hit by a Bludger from Crabbe. Montague gets the Quaffle, heading back up the pitch, and oh, nice Bludger there from George Weasley!"

I cheered. Lee continued. "That's a Bludger to the head for Montague, he dropped the Quaffle, caught by Katie Bell of Gryffindor, and she passes to Alicia Spinnet and she's away," said Lee. Something came from the Slytherin crowd.

Weasley cannot save a thing,

He cannot block a single ring,

That's why the Slytherins all sing:

Weasley is our King.

Weasley was born in a bin,

He always lets the Quaffle in,

Weasley will make sure we win,

Weasley is our King.

Lee had to shout to be overheard from the Slytherins chants. The Slytherin crowd kept singing. They started singing louder. I heard Lee say, "GRYFFINDOR SCORE! FORTY-TEN!"

Luna Lovegood's lion hat was roaring. All of a sudden, a Bludger came flying at Harry, and he fell off, thankfully only about five feet. I rushed down there to go see if Harry was alright. "Saved Weasley's neck? I've never seen a worse Keeper, but he was born in a bin. . .Did you like my lyrics?" I heard Malfoy saying. "We wanted to write more! But we couldn't find anything that rhymes with fat and ugly, for his mother, you see. We couldn't fit in useless loser either. For his father, you know."

Fred and George were just in mid of shaking Harry's hand when they stiffened; they had realized what Malfoy was talking about. I took Fred's arm. "Leave him, let him yell. He's sore that he lost." I said. "You like the Weasley's don't you Potter? Spend holidays there and everything! I suppose since you've been brought up by Muggles even the Weasley's hovel smells okay." Harry held George back, and it took the efforts of me, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia to stop Fred from pouncing on Malfoy who was laughing.

Harry released George, and a second later, they were both sprinting towards Malfoy. Harry sank his fist into Malfoy's stomach. "Harry! HARRY! GEORGE! NO!" people screamed. Somebody yelled, "IMPENDIMENTA!" and Harry and George were knocked backwards. Madam Hooch started yelling at them, and both of them started to leave for the castle.

Malfoy was taken away, and we all loosened our grip on Fred. He got up and stormed away. I followed, and he entered the room Harry and George were in. I stood just outside the door. "I think they deserve more then detentions, " came the voice of no other then Umbridge herself. "But unfortunately it is what I think that counts, they are in my house Dolores." said McGonagall. "Well, actually, Minerva, what I think does count." Umbridge argued.

"Now where is it? Cornelius just sent it. . .I mean, the Minister just sent it. Ah yes." said Umbridge. She pulled out a bit of parchment. "Hem hem, 'Educational Decree Number Twenty-five," "Not another one!" McGonagall exclaimed.

"As a matter of fact Minerva, it was you who said we needed further amendment. You remember how you overrode me when I was unwilling to allow the Gryffindor Quidditch team to reform? How you took it to Dumbledore who insisted the team should be allowed? I couldn't have done that, so I contacted the Minister and he quite agreed with me that High Inquisitor has to have the power to strip pupils of privileges, or I would have less authority than common teachers. And now you see how right I was at attempting to stop Gryffindor team reforming? Dreadful tempers. I was reading the amendment: 'The High Inquisitor will henceforth have supreme authority over all punishments, sanctions, and removal of privileges pertaining to the students of Hogwarts. The power to alter such punishments, sanctions, and removal of privileges as may have been ordered by staff members. Signed Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, Order of Merlin First Class, etc. . " Umbridge read.

"I really think I will have to ban these two from playing Quidditch ever again."

"Ban us? From playing Quidditch. . . Ever again." squealed Harry. "Yes. A lifelong ban oughta do it. You and Mr. Weasley. I think to be safe, this young man's twin should be stopped too. If his teammates had not restrained him, he would've attack Mr. Malfoy as well. I will keep the brooms safely in my office." Umbridge said. I hid behind the Gargoyle that was next to the door as the three came out.

I snuck the other way so I could greet them in the common room. Later that night, I was entering the boys/girls bathroom, but someone was already standing inside, shirtless. "I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, and hurried out. I flopped onto the couch. Fred came out (with his shirt on), and sat next to me.

We were silent for a while. Then Fred said, "Can I try something?"

"Sure," I said.

He kissed me, and I pulled back, surprised. "Sorry. I didn't mean to do anythi-" he began.

I have him a quick kiss too, and went up to the Girls Dorm to sleep.