Dancing In The Storm •Fred Weasley•

Chapter 39

•This story takes scenes from the Harry Potter series. I want to make it clear that I don't own those scenes. That's owned by
J.K. Rowling. Thank you•

~Scarlett~

March rolled around and with it came a Hogsmeade trip. Fred had asked me earlier in the week to go with him as our first official date, and I obviously accepted excitedly.

That was where I was off to now. I had dressed in dark blue skinny jeans, a red and white striped shirt, and had a pair of converse on. I left my hair in its natural waves and did my makeup light, and added small jewelry.

"Trying to impress Fred?" Alicia grinned, looking me up and down.

"No," I lied, a light blush dusting my cheeks. "Okay yes. You think it'll work?"

"Obviously," Alicia laughed.

"You're pretty hot," Angelina added from the other side of the room.

My cheeks flushed and I couldn't help the small smile that crept on my face. "Thanks, I guess."

With a deep breath I made my way out of the dorm and met Fred in the Common Room. He immediately complimented me and took my hand, leading me towards the door.

"Wait!" A voice called from behind us, panting heavily. "Scarlett wait!"

I laughed as Fred groaned, turning around to see Harry hunched over panting.

"Yes, Harry?" I asked, squeezing Fred's impatient hand.

"Um," Harry glanced up at Fred. "Can I speak to her privately."

Fred arched an eyebrow at Harry before making his way through the portrait hole with a sigh. "Make it fast, Potter."

I struggled to keep in my laughter as Harry noticeably winced at Fred's words.

"You don't need to be afraid of him," I laughed once he was out of the Common Room. "But anyway, what's up?"

"I have something important I have to talk to Sirius about, so I'm meeting him in Hogsmeade." Harry said, looking around the Common Room to make sure it's empty. "He wants you to meet him at the stile at the end of the road out of Hogsmeade. Be there half past three."

I knitted my eyebrows together in confusion. "What's he doing showing up in Hogsmeade? He's gonna get caught!"

"That's what I thought," Harry sighed. "But he's taking precautions I reckon. And I doubt Claire would let him go if she wasn't sure he'd be okay."

I nodded in agreement. "Alright then. Thanks, Harry, but I best get back to Fred before he loses whatever patience he has left."

Harry laughed, waving me goodbye as I joined Fred outside.

"Ready?" Fred asked, intertwining our fingers.

"Yep," I grinned, loving how our hands fit together so perfectly. Like puzzle pieces. "I'll have to go half past three, though."

"What for?" Fred questioned, leading me to join in with the crowd of students eagerly waiting to go down to Hogsmeade.

"I wish I could tell you," I huffed. "But it's disclosed information."