Golden (FRED WEASLEY)

Chapter 15:

I sit down at the gryffindor table for lunch, pulling my hands back into the sleeves of my sweater. It's a freezing day after our snow from last weekend, and I am not excited to sit out in it for hours on end during the quidditch game.

Fred and George are full of energy, and they are talking a mile a minute. As the two beaters of the team, they have to be energetic.

"Sofia, you never taught me how to make the necklace!" Fred exclaims, pointing to my necklace from beside me.

"Lucky for you I've got all the supplies right here."

I pull out the case of colored beads, and string. He looks over my shoulder, his mouth hanging slightly open in awe at the beads.

"Okay, so here's what you do," I start, wrapping a bit of string around his neck loosely. I mark with my fingers where to cut, and then knot it off so the beads don't fall.

"So, what you wanna do it take the beads and slide them on to the string," I say, as I slide one on, "Just repeat that with a pattern and make sure to stop about and inch before the end of the string."

I look up at him as he watches me slide the bead on with his eyebrows raised and a small smirk on his lips.

I look at him in confusion for a moment before realization hits. My face turns bright red, and I rolls my eyes. "So mature," I mutter. He laughs, and I slide the string over to him.

After a while, he taps me on he shoulder, and I turn back around to face him.

The necklace is complete, and I just need to tie it. I take the necklace from him, and attach the two clasps.

He pulls his hair off the back of his neck, and I fasten it on. My hands brush his neck for a second, and I smile.

Fred turns around and the necklace looks perfect. It's very vibrant compared to the black shirt and light wash jeans he's wearing.

"This will be my good luck charm for the game," He whispers, fidget with a bead on it.

I smile, and turn back to my food, realizing I've barely eaten a bite.

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I wrap my arms around myself, as I squeeze through the aisles of seats to where Hermione and Ron sit.

"Hey guys. Do you know where Maya and Jocelyn are?" I ask, my teeth chattering.

"Oh yeah, I think they went to get warmer clothes. You're welcome to sit with us though!" Hermione exclaims, and I plop down beside them.

I don't know Hermione very well, but she seems like a very good friend to Ron. Ron and I have always been kind of close, since I'm so close with his brothers.

Suddenly the slytherin team flies out on to the field, and a portion of the crowd cheers. I can't make out which player is which, but I can definitely tell which is Draco. His blonde hair stands out a lot.

Finally, the gryffindor team bursts out, and the section I'm in starts cheering. I spot the twins, soaring ahead of the group and towards our section. They motion to cheer louder, and we do.

I peek over at Fred, and his hair blows back in the wind a little bit, and I smile. He glances over at me, making eye contact for a moment. He winks at me, before zooming away on to the field for the game.