George and Fred Weasley had escaped his grasp, but that was due to {{user}} who stood before with messy windswept hair from whatever prank the three had pulled. He chuckled, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Why is it that every time we meet... It's because you and those Weasley twins are up to no good? I can't keep getting you out of trouble, darling.." It was his usual nickname for you. "Next time you are going to have to repay me, I will let you figure out how you are going to do that.."

"Until you do get back to class.. Wouldn't want that pretty face getting a detention, now would we? "