Alora Snape // A Fred Weasley Love Story

Chapter 7: The Hogwarts Express

September 1st was here.

Fred and Alora were sneaking to the roof at night for their secret hookups, sometimes they'd stay in the guest room bed and cuddle, talk, sing, and laugh, but was careful not to be too loud.

Mrs. Weasley came knocking on each bed room door early that morning.

"WAKE UP! Time to go to Hogwarts!" she came into the guest room quietly like Alora didn't hear her yell in the the hall. "Alora dear wake up, time for school." As she turned the light on the nightstand on.

Alora got up, rubbed her eyes and stretched, let Semoore out of his cage to fly for an hour, and got dressed.

She put a very dark purple jumper with a gold A on it, that Mrs. Weasley made for her.

She went down for breakfast and sat across from Arthur as she always did.

"Hello Alora dear! Good morning, excited to go back to school?" He said as they waited for everyone to come downstairs.

"Yes very!" Alora exclaimed. "My father sent me a letter and said that he knows who the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher will be, but he never told me who."

"Well, I'm sure he wants you to be surprised." Arthur said taking a drink of his coffee.

After the night everyone got drunk, Alora got a little addicted to coffee.

Ron and Harry were the most excited to go back to school. The Daily Prophet let it slip that Victor Krum was going to be a guest at Hogwarts.

"I wonder why?" Said Ron almost breaking his wand as he sat down.

"You must know Mr. Weasley." said Harry pushing his glasses up his nose.

"I do!" Said Arthur happily. "But, I can't tell you. You all will have to figure that out for yourselves."

Ron groaned at this.

Fred and Alora who were sitting next to one another kept brushing their hands against each other on purpose.

Alora put her thigh next to his, and casually as no one else was looking he would put his hand on her thigh and squeeze it gently.

Alora kept noticing Ron looking over at her with a confused stare.

Both Alora and Fred didn't want anyone to know about their relationship. They didn't know why, but it was more fun.

Alora couldn't tell Ron and Fred could not tell George.

They all scarfed down breakfast - Alora helped Mrs. Weasley clean up - and went upstairs for their things.

Alora packed up her trunk, called for Semoore who was finishing up mice with Errol the Weasleys clumsy owl and put him in his cage.

As she tried to heave her trunk out of the guest room Fred came in.

"Need help love?" He said with a chuckle.

"If you would, yes." Alora replied out of breath.

Before he picked up the trunk he came up to Alora lifted her head up with his thumb and kissed her gently and slowly.

Alora was afraid that someone was going to walk in, but her stomach was too flustered, she kissed him back, slightly on her tip-toes.

Fred pulled away and smiled at her, his cheeks pink.

He picked up the trunk and Alora grabbed Semoore and they made their way down the hall.

As they went down the brown and orange hall Alora's mind went back to Fred, shirtless, in his room.