A Weasley Twin

5.

When I arrived at my defence against the dark arts class, things seemed off. Normally people would be chatting and laughing loudly, but I could only hear whispers. I didn't know whether they were excited or scared but I knew it wasn't normal.
When I was sat down, a man entered, limping exaggeratedly, with a glass eye strapped around his large head. He had multiple scars covering his face and... he was extremely scary.
"I am Professor Moody. I will be teaching you defence against the dark arts this year since Professor Lupin left before the summer," he explained whilst writing vigorously on the board.
'Can somebody please give me an example of an unforgivable curse?' He grinned evilly, his eyes scanning over the class.

The first two curses had been named and performed on a rather large spider. It had been tortured and controlled and then I'd been asked to tell him the killing curse.
I shook my head, desperate to hold back tears, this poor creature was being cruelly injured for no reason. He didn't need to show us this. He could've just as easily explained the effects of each curse. What kind of teacher was this?
'The killing curse Miss Granger, come on,' he said impatiently.
'No,' I shook my head again, refusing to say it.
He nodded and walked back to his desk, hovering his wand over the spider.
'Avada Kedavra.'
A sharp green light erupted out of the wand, the spider tensing, then going limp. Dead.
I flinched as it happened, fighting back tears. This man is a monster.
As soon as the class was dismissed, I hurried back to Gryffindor common room.
I entered, finding it entirely empty, my sobs growing louder each second as I curled up on a chair.
I felt a hand, lightly touch my shoulder and I jumped more than I should've. Fred.
'Hey,' he smiled. 'Harry told me what happened.'
I wiped my nose on my sleeve, not sure what to say. Instead of trying to talk to me, Fred say down next to me and hugged me into his soft chest.
He smelt nice. Like cinnamon almost. He made me feel like I was somewhere else. Like I hadn't just been sobbing and instead I was curled up at home in front of the fire. Safe.
Somewhere through my dreaming of home I'd fallen asleep, and by the sounds of it, Fred had too.
'Hey, 'Mione, Fred, wake up,' Harry whispered, softly shaking me.
My eyes slowly opened, still puffy from crying and Fred shuffled silently next to me.
'Just saying class starts in 10 minutes so you might wanna not sleep right now,' he grinned, leaving us alone again as he left the room.
'If you're still too upset to go to your next class, I can cover for you,' Fred smiled softly.
'Thank you but I think I'll be okay, it'll take my mind off things,' I smiled, standing up and holding my hand out to him.
'Come on, why don't you get to class on time just this once,' I teased.
'And why would I wanna do that?' he laughed.
'Because you're failing potions, maybe?'
'How'd you know?' he looked surprised.
'Just come on,' I said, taking his hand and pulling him up.
I would've let go of his hand after that if this was a normal day, but considering we'd just cuddled up in a chair and slept for 20 minutes I guessed he wouldn't mind.
We walked out of the common room hand in hand and I realised that I had just dug myself into the deep hole that was having a crush on Ron's brother that I don't think I would be able to climb back out of.

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A/N: woahhhh sorry i kinda fell off the face of the earth for a bit and haven't uploaded in ages but i'm gonna try be posting more actively again hopefully <33