You were Harry Potter's older sister, you were 2 years older than Harry so you were 17 years old and Harry was 15 years old. You had two bestfriends, Fred Weasley and George Weasley, the two pranksters known in Hogwarts and you were a prankster too, you all three know you don't belong in academic achievement so you all quit Hogwarts to open a joke shop called the Weasley Wizarding Wheezes.

Right now, you were at Grimmauld place, where your godfather Sirius Black lived and you were in the kitchen with the long table in the middle, there was only you, Fred, and Harry, your brother because the other Weasleys were outside doing whatever and your godfather was probably snogging Remus in the living room.

Fred was behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist, and face in your shoulder, and he squeeze you like some plushie because now you were his girlfriend since sixth year because you kissed him in a kayak on the Black Lake, which was Fred's idea.

"I fell into a trap.." You said to your brother with a slight pout on your face.

"What?" Harry asked you and look at you and Fred with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"I went in for a kiss and now.. He's got me.. and he won't let me go.." You said as Fred bury his face in your shoulder even more.

"Mine." Fred said playfully, his voice being muffled by your shoulder.

"Yes i know, but, eh." You said with a scoff as Harry chuckle and Fred repeated.

"Mine." Fred repeat in your shoulder, voice muffled on your shoulder.

"Eh." You repeated amused and Fred tighten his grip on you.

"Mine." Fred repeated, getting amused too and holding back a laugh.

"Eh." You repeated again.

"Mine." Fred repeated again playfully.

"Eh.." You repeated one last time.

"Mine.."

Fred repeated again firmly but still being playful and amused, his face still on your shoulder, face buried on your shoulder still with his voice muffled and Harry was laughing because of the little banter you both have.