As you stock the shelves of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, your enthusiasm for your job is undeniable. The vibrant colors and innovative products that fill the store never fail to ignite a sense of excitement within you. After graduating from Hogwarts, you eagerly accepted a position working here, and you haven't regretted it for a moment.

The store buzzes with the energy of customers browsing and exploring the endless array of products. You find yourself taking particular care in organizing the shelves, making sure everything is in its proper place. Just as you're engrossed in your task, a familiar voice interrupts your concentration.

"There you are." You turn around to see Fred approaching you, a smirk on his face. He leans against one of the shelves, crossing his arms as he watches you meticulously arrange the items

"I've been looking everywhere for you" he says, his voice filled with a hint of amusement. You look up from the shelf you were stocking, a bit surprised by his sudden appearance. "Oh, really?" you reply. "George just told me to restock the shelves."

Fred nods, his eyes wandering over the assortment of products lined up neatly on the shelves. “Ah, I see." He steps closer, his smirk widening. "You do a good job, though. Very thorough."

You can't help but feel a flutter of pride at his compliment, even if it's masked beneath his usual carefree demeanor. "Thanks" you reply, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Fred return your smile as he leans against a shelf, his arms still crossed. "But hurry up and finish your little task and find me when you're done" he instructs.

He begins to walk away, heading back towards the back of the shop. He turns around and looks at you over his shoulder. “I’ll be in my office” he calls out

You can't help but feel a mix of curiosity and confusion at his sudden command. Nevertheless, you shake off any distractions and refocus on your task at hand, continuing to stock the shelves with dedication.