Moonlight- Fred Weasely x original character (Discontinued)

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍- 𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐬

Hey, this is a repost because part of this chapter got deleted so I had to write it again 😤 Anyways, enjoy, and don't forget to comment and vote! Oh, and please read the An at the end of the chapter.

November 16th, 1995

Today Aquila was waiting on her desk for Professor Umbridge to arrive for her Defense Against the Dark Arts class. There were still some students who were yet to arrive as well. As she wrote in her black journal, she was interrupted by a deep voice she has been growing to know bit by bit.

"See you're writing on that diary of yours.", Fred said as he sat next to Aquila. Aquila rolled her eyes and ignored him. Fred noticed she was ignoring him, so he decided to ask more questions knowing it would get her attention. "What do you write in that anyway?", Fred asked again. Aquila looked up at him and took a deep breath.

"First of all, it's a journal. Second, we've already talked about this Weasley, you know the answer. Now worry about how Professor Umbridge is staring at you from the classroom door instead of what I'm writing.", Aquila snapped. Fred looked behind him and Professor Umbridge was indeed staring at him with a menacing look. His eyes widened and he fastly opened his textbook and began to read, even though the class hasn't started yet. Aquila laughed at this and continued to write in her journal.

"Okay children, today we will continue learning about defensive theory.", the obnoxious peach-colored lady spoke. Everyone let out grones of annoyance towards the pink lady. Aquila couldn't get her focus out of the clicking of Professor Umbridge's pink heels. Aquila always hated the sounds of loud heels clicking on the Hogwarts floors, and how her voice was the exact pitch of nails on a chalkboard. She felt as if she hasn't been learning anything useful in this class. Nobody has practiced anything and nobody has any experience. Today was the day, Aquila was going to speak up. Aquila noticed that Umbridge was giving a lecture, but she didn't give two shits about that.

"Professor Umbridge.", Aquila shout out, getting the attention of everyone in the room. Aquila felt her heart beat faster as everyone began to stare at her, waiting for whats next. She took a deep breath and began to state her mind.

"Students must raise their hands to speak in my class.", Professor Umbridge said with her irritating voice.

"I really don't care about that right now. I care about my education. I haven't learned a single thing in your class since the year began. Hell, I learned more when Quirell was the Defense Against the Dark Arts... and I couldn't even understand a thing because of his idiotic stutter.", Aquila stated. Everyone gasped. Including Professor Umbridge. The lady in pink gave a deep frown and opened her mouth to speak.

"How dare you insult my cla-", The lady in pink expressed until she was interrupted by Aquila.

"I haven't finished.", Aquila continued. She stood up from her chair and stood behind her desk next to Fred who was looking at her in awe. " The way your giving this class isn't effective at all. I can bet that the majority of this class finds the theory lessons your giving us... what's the word?", Aquila pretended to think of a word to describe Umbridge's classes. She knew clearly well what word to use, but she just wanted to make her teacher pissed. "Useless. That's the word. Useless.". Aquila looked at Professor Umbridge with a defying and threatening look. Slowly, Professor Umbridge began to walk towards Aquila in suspense. Aquila was afraid, but she kept her head up high to seem confident in what she was doing. Before she could react, she felt a firm hand crack against her cheek harshly. Aquila's cheek stung with the future broose that was going to shape soon on her face. She looked angrily at the violent lady in front of her in silence. If looks could kill, Professor Umbridge would surely be dead by now. Everyone was silent. Not a word left anybody's mouth. Fred looked at Professor Umbridge angrily. He stood up aggressively, but Aquila pushed him back to his chair with her hand while still making eye contact with the old wrinkly pink woman.

"Don't touch me you child abuser, or I'll tell my father. and you know damn well he has the power to make your life a living hell.", Aquila threatened. The Slytherin girl picked up her journal and textbook and left the classroom. She felt like crying. She was embarrassed. How could a teacher slap her in the face in front of everyone? Her eyes started to turn a crystal color, and she shut her eyes trying to not let go of the glass-forming in her eyes. As she walked away from the classroom, she heard footsteps running behind her. She turned around and saw Fred Weasley running towards her.

"Phoenix, are you okay? What you did there was fantastic by the way. Although Umbridge had no right to hit you." the redhead said. A small smile spread across her face. She couldn't come up with a rude remark for some reason, she just thanked him with a low sad voice. Fred noticed that her cheek was red and slightly cut because of the hit she had received. He frowned at the sight and gently touched the cheek where she had been slapped on. She hissed in pain quietly, and Fred quickly got his hand away.

"Let me heal that a bit for you.", Fred offered. Aquila thought about declining the offer, but she didn't know anything about healing. If she went to the hospital wing she would have to explain she got slapped by a teacher, and she didn't want to cause any more trouble. She nodded, and Fred took her hand and led her to the doors of the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Why am I here?", she asked getting s bit scared of the lady in the portrait asking for the password.

"We just need to go to my dorm so we get the healing things.", Fred responded. Aquila hesitated but then nodded.

"Caput Draconis.", Fred pronounced, as the doors to the cozy warm-looking room opened. As the doors opened, Aquila's skin felt warm and comforted. She looked at how the furniture looked so soft, and how there was a warm welcoming fireplace in front of the furniture. All of a sudden, Aquila felt the sensation of someone looking at her. She turned around, and indeed there were lots of people eyeing her in disgrace. The people in the Gryffindor robes eyed her with a menacing look.

"Why's you bring a vicious Slytherin in here Fred? And of all people, a Phoenix?", a girl with long blonde hair questioned with disgust on her face. Aquila frowned at her words and opened her mouth to say something until she got distracted when she felt Fred's hand on hers in a protective manner.

"She's not vicious, and there's nothing wrong with Aquila. So I suggest you keep your opinions to yourself, especially when they are terribly wrong. Do yourself a favor, and stop embarrassing yourself.", he defended Aquila. The brown-haired Slytherin girl's eyebrows raised and a small smile spread on her face. The blond-haired Gryffindor girl scoffed and looked away to continue talking to her friends. Fred looked down at Aquila and gave her a smile. He then led her up the stairs to his dorm, still holding her cold hand. When they entered Fred's dormitory, Aquila couldn't help but let her eyes wander. Below she stood a red carpet with the Gryffindor symbol on it. The room had 4 beds and all with red sheets. The sun shines through the windows because of the picked-up red curtains. Aquila felt warm and a weird feeling of protection surrounded her body.

"Liking the dormitory I see. Sorry if it's a bit of a mess, George and I have been trying to come up with some new pranking ideas.", Fred apologized as he walked up to his bed and took out the first aid kit from under his bed.

" Why do you have a first aid kit under your bed?", Aquila asked with a curious look. Fred blushed a bit and put the first aid kit on his lap when he sat on the bed.

"George and I usually get hurt after we pull pranks, so it comes in handy.", The redhead chuckled. Aquila laughed at his comment and continued to walk around the room. Fred pat on a spot next to him on his bed, signaling her to sit next to him. He took out a cleansing cloth and brushed it against Aquila's red marked and clawed cheek. Her cheek stung and hisses in reaction.

"Sorry.", Fred said as he put away the cloth and took out a bandaid to cover the cut Professor Umbridge's nails caused. He gently placed the band-aid on her pink cheek so he couldn't hurt her. They looked at each other in silence. It wasn't"t awkward but it was comforting.

"Why are you so nice to me? Don't take this the wrong way but we aren't friends.", Aquila questioned as a guilty frown formed on her face. Fred smiled and put his arm around her shoulder. Aquila flinched at the sudden touch. Fred grinned and said,

"Well, we can change that."

Authors Note

OMG this chapter was kinda cute ngl. Please comment and vote. The next chapter is going to be during the party Fred and George are hosting. Please comment on some ideas you have for it, and I'll give credit to whoever's ideas I use! Don't forget to comment and vote!