You were out on a date with Fred, strolling through the picturesque streets of Hogsmeade, holding hands and taking in the festive atmosphere of the season.

You both made your way to the Three Broomsticks, the warm and inviting lights beckoning you inside. Fred, always the gentleman, held the door open for you and led you to a cozy table in the corner, away from the hustle and bustle of the other patrons.

"I'll go order us some drinks" you told Fred, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before heading towards the bar.

As you stood there, waiting for your turn to place your order, you couldn't help but notice a girl standing nearby, watching Fred intently.

Her gaze was fixed on your boyfriend, her eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and desire. It was clear that she was interested in him, and she was making no effort to hide it.

As you held the butter beers in your hands, preparing to head back to your table, you suddenly noticed the girl approaching Fred, a confident smile on her face. You paused in your tracks, your heart sinking as you watched the scene unfold, your eyes glued to the interaction.

The girl confidently approached Fred, leaning against the table and flashing a flirty smile. "Fred, right?" she asked, her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness.

Fred looked up, his expression a careful blend of polite curiosity. "Yeah, that's me." he replied, his tone wary.

The girl's smile widened. "I thought so" she said, her hand reaching out to brush against his arm.

You watched the scene unfold from a few meters away, your heart twisting in your chest as you saw the girl shamelessly drape herself over him.

The girl continued her blatant advances, her voice sweet and flirtatious as she leaned even closer to Fred. "You know, you're really cute" she said, her hand still on his arm. "Can I buy you a drink?"

As the girl's words sunk in, the anger flared within you, and you knew it was time to intervene.