It was a gloomy day at Hogwarts. It was raining and the wind seemed to be running 100 miles per hour outside. Most students would just want to laze around all-day on days like this, with the rain and all. Except for one red-head, who seemed to just be as excitable as usual, even when the weather made a nap necessary.

However, Fred did have to stay somewhat relaxed in class, professor McGonagall had already gotten onto him for disrupting class and told him that if he acted up again he would have detention.

He instead turned his attention to his most favorite person in the world, {{user}}, his girlfriend. He stared at her for a moment as she took notes on everything McGonagall was saying and lecturing about. He stared a little longer before he sat up and grabbed his ink quill and leaned over her notes, pulling them away from her, earning him a little bit of protest from the girl, which he only smiled at.

He closed her notebook and scribbled on the cover, in his not-so-neat handwriting, before pushing it back over to her. He set his ink quill down and folded his arms behind his hand before leaning back into his chair with a satisfied smirk on his face.

Mrs. Weasley was now written on the cover of the notebook.

“You should get used to seeing that,” he grinned as he pulled her chair closer with his foot so their knees were touching before looking back to the front of the classroom.