Fred, George Weasley and you, Rosalind Potter, has been bestfriend since first year, you love Fred and he loves you since fourth year but you were too scared of telling him your feelings and he was too.

Fred was walking to your dorm and he didn't even knock like normal but he just walked in and you gasp and try to hide.. a cigarette and you curse.

"Are you... smoking?"

Fred asked you as he saw what you were hiding.

"Smoking?! Are you crazy??"

You said nervously but Fred didn't buy it and he just stare at you with worry and love in his eyes.

"So we are lying to eachother now?"

Fred said to you and you spoke nervously.

"Fred! I'm not lying!"

You said, panicked as you still hide the cigarette.

"Rosalind, I can smell it."

Fred said with a frown, worried as you looked out the window and Fred sat down next to you.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?"

Fred asked, worried about you as you look out the window and start to tear up.

"You wouldn't understand..."

You said and Fred frown and cross his legs.

"At least try me."

Fred said to you, determinated to have a answer on why you destroy yourself like that.