Twin flame - Fred Weasley - Order of the Phoenix

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Carmen enters the classroom and groans the second she sees what's in front of her. Her best friend, Matt Gamp already has his seat next to some Slytherin girl. Great, this is her favorite subject and she now has to pretend she doesn't like it. Muggle studies. She has loved muggle studies since the first lesson she ever had and Matt is the only person who knows how fond she is of the subject. She doesn't have to pretend to hate it in front of him.

Her eyes scan the classroom and her liver, lungs, and heart drop to the ground when she sees that the only free spot is next to certain ginger. She looks at the boy for a few seconds, praying that he is Geroge, but when the Gryffindor sighs and scoots his chair away, she knows how unlucky she is. Fred Weasley.

"You've got to move." She says behind her teeth and sits down on the chair. "You can't sit here."

"I was here first," Fred says, shrugs his shoulders, and places his feet on the desk. Carmen notices how big his feet are and cringes when she sees his shoes. They're almost worn out completely and they look like they'd be awful to wear. She frowns when she smells him and she has to admit that he smells good. Soap, cologne, and mint.

"This has been my seat since the first grade. I always, always, sit on the first row and you know that. You can't sit next to me!" Her voice gets louder and louder and she practically yells the last words at him, causing him to blush and everyone else to stare at her. This is his way to pay back for yesterday, she knows it. She sat at his seat and now he's sitting at hers.

"It's okay." Tim's voice says somewhere behind her. "I'll change with Fred, I'd love to sit in the first row with you anyway...-"

"I am not moving," Fred says behind his teeth. "If the little princess is too bloody picky to sit next to me, she might as well find another seat. I was here first."

"This my seat." She says and places her bag on the floor and pulls out her books and places them on the table. "I fucking hate you." She looks at his books. They are old, even broken in some places, and used many times before him. She feels uneasy. What's going on? Does she hate him for being poor? Could she? Or does she hate him in general and feel pity because he is poor?

"Oh don't worry, little princess, I hate you right back. " Fred says, challenging her, just like she just challenged herself. Why does she hate him? Why does he make her feel like this? She hates everyone, though.

Professor Charity Burbage walks into the room, causing everyone to shut their mouths. Her presence didn't stop Fred from torturing Carmen. He kicks the leg of her chair, causing her to bite her bottom lip. She wants to yell at him, bite his face, and then hit him. He's disturbing her and she can't focus. He keeps on kicking every once in a while and Carmen can't help but smile. They are acting like they are five. So every time he kicks her chair, she steps on his toes. Hard. As hard as she can. Once she can hear him whimpering from the pain which made her step on his toes even harder. As a result, Fred pulled her hair but little did he know it was a huge turn-on for Carmen. Just for a second, she imagined what it would be like to be pressed against the wall and have the annoying Gryffindor son of a bitch pulling her hair and...

"It's so lovely to see all of you here....-"

Most of the students were Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. This class was not popular among Slytherins. Not all Slytherins care about pureblood. Actually, at the end of the day, most of them don't, but the pressure to follow a certain code is too big. It's generally frowned upon when a Slytherin takes muggle studies.