The Moon and Mars (Fred Weasley x Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 17

"I did it!"  I sang, sitting myself next to Fred on the Hogwarts express.

"You did what?"  He asked, "Given me a migraine?  Because, I'll let you know, you do that everytime you talk to me."

"Oh be quiet...  I've broken up with Ron!"

"It's about time!"

I tapped my foot, "Well?"

"Well, what?  You weren't expecting a medal were you?"

"A congratulations would have been nice."  I said plainly.

"Congratulations Mrs. Weasley!"  He mocked, "Sorry, ex Mrs. Weasley."

I rolled my eyes, "Well, I expect that you haven't got a date today."

"Why should I?  It's just a Hogsmeade trip?"

"It's Valentine's day you dimwit."

He shrugged, "I don't do Valentine's day.  I think it's stupid."

"Yeah it's corny, but it's sweet."

"It's not sweet, it's all fake.  So many toxic couples coming together to pretend to love each other for one day- pathetic.  If you love someone you shouldn't need a day to tell them that."

I nodded, "Alright, you have a good point there, Weasley."

"I know."  He smirked.

I pushed his face away from mine playfully, "Well, since Ron and I aren't together anymore, and you've got nothing better to do, then I'll take you up on that offer to hang out today."

"No thank you, I've got other friends to hang out with."

I raised an eyebrow, "What friends?  Word has it George is taking out Angelina today.  And Lee's with his new Beauxbatons lady.  But I'm sure you already knew this, didn't you?"

"Well, of course I did!  I've still got other people I know."

"Really?  Who."

"Literally anyone."

"Great!  That settles it.  Since I'm 'anyone' you won't mind spending the day with me."

He shook his head and smiled, "You're not going to give this up, are you?"

"Nope."

"Fine.  Only because I admire your persistence."

I grinned before relaxing in my seat.  We spoke a bit about random nonsense and Shakespeare for the rest of the train ride, and were quite excited when we felt the train stop at Hogsmeade.

We hopped off the train and into the cool, chilly air.  Our winter boots printed on the thick sheets of snow as we ran around Hogsmeade, trying our best (and failing miserably) to not wreak havoc.

"Fred Weasley don't you dare put a Nosebleed Nougat in Cedric Diggory's salad!"

"Too late!"  He laughed as a shriek that sounded a lot like Cho Chang came from Madame Puddifoot's tea shop.

She ran outside and looked at us, "Do any of you know where I can find paper towels?  Cedric's bleeding like mad!"

I glared at Fred and then looked back at the panicked girl, "The girl's bathroom, to your right!"

"Thanks!"  She said before scrambling to the restroom.

"You're wrong for that."  I scolded.

"It was entertaining, wasn't it?"