You were Harry Potter's older sister, your name was Rosalind Potter and you were the bestfriend of the Weasley Twins since first year, you all three make pranks, joke, spend time together everyday and you didn't even know Fred loved you until maybe today..

Right now you were in the Great Hall, eating while Fred was asking you on a date, or it was what you were thinking off since it's sounded like that.

"So you'll come to me at my dorm tomorrow.. direction the Three Broomsticks?"

You asked Fred, frowning a bit and Fred, sitting next to you with a little loving grin, spoke.

"Yes. Like a date."

Fred said, pausing a bit when you nodded and looked away, zoning out like you were thinking and Fred continues speaking.

"Because you're pretty and you're smart, and you're ignoring me so you're obviously my type."

Fred said to you, knowing you didn't answer and you finally snap out of your day dreaming and turned to Fred.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

You asked Fred but he smirk lovingly.

"Perfect."

Fred said because you didn't hear him and he look at his food and eat as you were confused because you didn't heard him you heard some mumbling but not clear words.