✓ 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝕭𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖄𝖔𝖚 : 𝕱𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖂𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖑𝖊𝖞

𝖝𝖎𝖎𝖎 : 𝕱𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘

𝕷𝖎𝖑𝖆

It has only been a day since the final task. Dumbledore scheduled for us to gather tomorrow morning, giving us one day to figure things out. Dahlia and Luna made sure that I got out of bed today and got some food in my system before they had to leave for class.

Dumbledore said that classes were optional today, meaning I was just about the only Ravenclaw in the common room.

"There's my girl."

I lift my head from the book in my hands to see two of my favorite people.

"How are you feeling today?" Fred asks. "I'm going to be okay, it's not like I knew him well." I reply. "You're lucky Fred caught you or you might have hurt your head." George tries to lighten the mood. "Thank you Fred." I smile. "You're welcome Rose." He smiles back.

"Sadly I can't skip my class today but Fred will stay with you as long as you want." George explains before kissing my forehead and leaving. "Looks like you're stuck with me." Fred smirks before throwing himself on the blue velvet couch.

"Careful!" I laugh as the couch moves from his weight. "You Weasley kids always find a way to break something." I laugh. "What can I say, I'm a creature of mass destruction." He jokes.

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"Knock knock!" Fred whispers loudly. The past hour has been spent laughing at his stupid jokes. "Who's there?" I ask from his lap where my head is rested. "The old lady." I can tell he is holding back his laugh.

"The old lady who?" I don't see where this is going. "I didn't know you could yodel!" He exclaims. There is a moment of silence, then all hell breaks loose and I fall on the floor from laughter. "Did you hit your head?" Fred asks through laughter. I can't form any word so all I can do is nod my head while laughing silently.

"My stomach hurts from laughing." I say while wiping the tears from my eyes. "Oh dear, what are we going to do about that?" He smirks. "Fred. I will severely injure you if you do what your thinking." I squeal as he casts a spell that his father taught him that tickles people with the nearest feather.

"Fred stop please!" My cheeks hurt from laughing so much. "Nope." He pops the 'p'. "I'll do anything!" I squeak out. "Anything?" He raises an eyebrow. "Yes." I let out a sigh of relief as the torture ends.

"I hate you." I breathe out. "You love me." He replies. "Nope, I hate you." I answer. "Okay I'll just leave then" he begins to walk away. "No, come back!" I whine.

"Only because you said so." He teases. Fred plops down next to me on the couch. We both sit there for a moment with the only sound being the crackling fire.

I could see the thoughts raging behind Fred's eyes like he was battling himself. "I wish it was me." He blurts out. "What?" I gasp, taken back. "I wish I asked you out first." Fred then stood up and left the room.

My mind goes blank but races at the same time with one thought.

I wish it was me

Did Fred really have feelings for you all this time? Did George know about this? Do I have feelings for Fred?

No. I don't. I love George.

But do I love him the same way I used to?

:𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖊:
So- I did that. Also, I just had an even better idea for the ending of this book and I'm thrilled-