one sickle ~ f.w.

chapter 5

Y/N's pov 

A week has passed since the whole howler situation and Lee has not stopped teasing the twins about it. I vividly remember the way Fred's ears turned pink as he blushed from embarrassment. Professor McGonagall was not happy about us destroying school property and neither was Mrs Weasley. The three of us had a detention but all it was, was writing lines.

I must not damage school property.                                                                                                                              I must not damage school property.                                                                                                                              I must not damage school property. 

100 times. Me, Fred and George used 2 whole rolls of parchment each writing those out. It's been a week and our hands still ache. 

And if things couldn't get worse, we have a potions test tomorrow and we have to make Amortentia. The strongest love potion there is. I'm really nervous, Snape is not going to be lenient with us. As I sit on the sofa in the warm, dimly-lit common room, with Georgie on the floor in front of me and Freddie to the left of me, I sit anxiously. I can't fail this test, my parents will not be happy with me. Especially my dad, he's always pushing me to my best all the time and it gets tiring. My mum, on the other hand, says to just do what I can. She's a muggle and doesn't understand much of the wizarding world but she supports me anyway. 

'I'm going to the library to study for tomorrow,' I announce, standing from my seat. I step over George and the twins rise to their feet. 'I don't want to fail.' 

'Mind if we come with?' Freddie asks me. 

'Not at all.' 

We head off, strolling together in silence. When we reach the double doors that tower over us, George pushes them open. 

'After you, milady.' He puts on a posh voice and grins at me.

'Why, thank you.' I say, laughing and walking through. 

Lowering the volume of my voice, I ask, 'A seat at the back?'

'Yeah, go on then.' Freddie whispers back. 

Taking a seat at a secluded table in the corner, I take a quick glance around the rest of the library. 

'Guys, what do you think those three are up to?' I question, signalling towards Harry, Ron and Hermione on the opposite side surrounded by piles of old and torn books. 

Fred and George's head whip back around to face me. 

'Probably just studying.' Fred replies, shrugging his shoulders.

 'Jeez, I thought Ron said the professors were going easy on them.'

Obviously not. I walk off to a bookshelf full of different potions books of all shapes and sizes. Some tall and thin, some thick, some newer, some torn and damaged. My eyes skimming across the rows and rows of titles, I eventually settle on a well-used thin book called The Book of Potions by Zygmunt Budge. I rest back on my soft chair, opening the book to the table of contents, looking desperately for the love potion. Fred and George already with their heads down. 'Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It smells different to each person, according to what attracts them.....

We sit there reading for what feels like hours before deciding to head back, feeling we've prepared enough.

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Fred's pov

The next morning, the three of us trudge to potions, already dreading every second.  I take a seat in between George and Y/N and start to listen to Snape droning on. 

Everything he says goes in one ear and out the other until I notice people shuffling around the room, Snape pairing the class up. 

'Lee and Katie'

'George and Y/N ' 

'Fred and Angelina'

I'm not bothered with who my partner is because all my attention is on Y/N. I watch as my brother helps her to gather ingredients, occasionally sniggering at something. 

'Fred, are you actually going to help me with this?'

Grumbling a 'sorry', I help mix the potion but I get distracted as Y/N makes eye contact with me from across the room. She sticks her tongue out at me and I cross my eyes. We both laugh loudly and she spills a little of her potion. 

'Miss Y/L/N, Mr Weasley, I suggest you focus on this if you want to pass.' Snape declares sternly, giving us a death stare. 

We both put our heads down, ok I've got to focus on this. I can't help it though and within seconds me and Y/N are both making funny faces at each other again. Angelina sighs as George whispers something in Y/N's ear, making her blush. 

What did he say to her?

'Right, detention, both of you. I want you back here Monday evening.' 

By the end of the lesson, the whole room is filled with the aroma of strawberries. Who could I possibly be thinking of?  Then it clicks.

Y/N's lip balm.

hope you enjoy this chapter and that your enjoying the story so far. after this story, we might do some other stories with some other characters. let us know if you want us to do any specific characters. bye :)

-jess