Confident | Fred Weasley

Chapter 15 | Several Snapes

Sarah flicked through the morning paper for the fourth day in a row, scanning the little images of houses for something nice. They were all two, three or four bedroom houses, which was far too large for just one person. Sarah was aiming for something like a flat, perhaps that was on rent, as they were much cheaper.

However, all the paper seemed to show were houses for families, much to her dismay. It was December and Sarah was starting to seriously panic. Everyone in Gryffindor noticed, as Sarah stalked around the Common room in the evenings, asking people for their Daily Prophets and Witch Weekly's. If she wasn't doing that, she was pacing the length of the room, hands in her hair and her eyes closed with concentration.

Sarah was so invested in her newspaper that she didn't notice Angelina sat beside her. Alicia and Patricia sat in front of her.

"Sarah," Angelina sang, giving the blue-eyed girl a nudge.

"Mm?" Sarah looked up, her eyes adjusting to the light. It took her a moment to realise who she was talking to.

"You alright?" Alicia asked her kindly, her eyes bright and awake.

"Yeah. Yeah, it was just looking for houses," Sarah replied, pushing her hair out of her face and sitting up straight.

"Did you find anything?" Angelina asked, pouring herself a glass of pumpkin juice.

"Um - no. Everything is too big," Sarah sighed, pushing the newspaper away from her.

"Don't worry. Isn't McGonagall helping you?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah. She said that she's been writing some owls," Sarah stated, stifling a yawn behind her hand.

"Knowing Professor McGonagall, she'll find you some bomb ass flat," Patricia told Sarah with a grin.

"I hope so! After Hogwarts, you lot could move in. We could be roommates!" Sarah said with a laugh.

"I'll have to pass. I'm not dealing with Patty's messy ass for the rest of my life," Angelina stated.

"Oi!" Patricia gasped, putting a hand on her heart.

"Hey, ladies. How are you on this fine morning?" Fred's voice rang, as he sat beside Sarah. George sat opposite him, beside Alicia.

"I'm glad you're here. I've been meaning to talk to you," Sarah swivelled on her seat so that she was facing the twins.

"Oh?" Fred tilted his head at her.

"By all means, continue," George nodded at her.

"It's about a prank I want to do," Sarah replied.

"We're listening," The twins chimed in unison, their focus on nothing else but Sarah. She smiled, admiring their dedication to pranks. She hoped they'd be up for the idea.
  
  
 
George and Fred were awake at an ungodly time. They sat in the common room, waiting on Sarah to come down from the Girls Dormitory. In the semi-darkness, George turned to Fred.

"You need to tell them," George stated.

Fred furrowed his brow, rubbing the back of his neck, "You're gonna have to elaborate here - "

" - What I mean is - " George began with a roll of his eyes, " - you need to break up with Angelina and tell Sarah that you like her."

"Me? Like Sarah? Are you okay, Georgie?" Fred leaned forward, eyeing George with concern.

"Don't act dumb. I know you better than anyone. Everyone sees the way you two look at each other," George pointed an accusing finger at his twin.

Fred opened and closed his mouth several times, looking rather surprised.