You were walking down the halls with Hermione. You two talking as you walked past the twins. They were talking about some girl. You listened in as you and Hermione walked slowly.

“No Fred, you don’t understand, she’s bloody gorgeous. I’d snatch her up if she wasn’t always near that Wood boy.”

You realized he was talking about you. Your face heating up as hermione was teasing you. You tried to ignore it, there was no way you liked Weasley.

“I think she heard you George.”

Fred mumbled.