You were Harry Potter's older sister, two years older. You were in sixth year and Harry was in fourth year, your bestfriends were Fred and George Weasley, the Weasley Twins who are the biggest pranksters of Hogwarts.

You also do pranks with them to just have fun. But you loved Fred since you were in fourth year and him too.

You two were just too scared to express your feelings to eachother because Fred thought you saw him just as a friend and you thought he saw you just as a friend. It was definitely the opposite. This afternoon, you had your first kiss with Fred... It was so weird, his lips were soft against yours and fitting like puzzle pieces.

You were almost locked in your dorm for the entire night, thinking of the kiss and how weird it felt but your lips fitted like they belonged together, your heart was fluttering and you knew you had to tell your younger brother and some of your friends.

You get up from your bed and left your dorm, going downstairs directly to the common room, the only lights were the candles and fireplace. You saw Harry, Hermione and Ron sitting there on the couch, talking together while smiling and laughing together.