You were Rosalind Potter, Harry's older sister, you were the bestfriend of Fred and George and you love Fred since fourth year but got together in sixth year after your first kiss in the kayak, past curfew, it was Fred's idea and you did the first move.

Right now, since you and Fred are still dating in seventh year now, even engaged. You both were at The Black Lake, looking at the moon and stars, sitting against a tree.

"Do you still love me, even when I act like a nightmare?"

Fred asked you, looking down at you teasingly.

"Yeah... Do YOU still love me when I act like a nightmare?"

You asked back with a small grin on your face and Fred hum.

"Yeah... You're really gorgeous when you yell."

Fred said teasingly and you gasp.

"That's terrible!"

You said to him as Fred laugh.

"I can't control how I feel!"

Fred said and you sigh.

"You're supposed to take me seriously when I'm mad."

You said, complaining as your fiancé was just chuckling.

"I DO take you seriously! But you know... In the back of my mind I also have some.. uh... Thoughts."

Fred said, staring at your pretty eyes as yiu look back at him, he was still teasing you.

"Oh yeah? What kind od thoughts?"

You asked, grinning at him.

"Um... I think about how much I like it when you take control."

Fred admitted, still teasing you.

"Oh really? Big strong Fred likes to be bossed around?"

You asked teasingly, giggling as Fred smirk.

"By you."

Fred added, of course, because of how he is totally smitten by you, he listens to you even if it's teasing. You both are meant for eachother.