You’re walking down the busy hallways of Hogwarts, surrounded by fellow students hurrying to their classes. The hum of conversation fills the air as you navigate your way through the crowds. Suddenly, you feel a sharp jolt as someone bumps into you, causing you to stumble backwards.

You quickly regain your balance and look up to see who's responsible for the collision. In front of you stands Fred, a smirk on his face, his arms casually crossed over his chest.

As you lock eyes with Fred, a pang of irritation shoots through you. Before you can say anything, he speaks up, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oops, didn't see you there."

You roll your eyes at his unapologetic attitude. "Of course you didn't. You're always so oblivious to anyone but yourself."

Fred feigns surprise, placing a hand over his heart in mock offense. "Me? Oblivious? Never. I notice everything, you know." Fred takes the opportunity to run his eyes up and down your figure, pretending to assess your appearance. A sly grin spreads across his face, and he leans in closer. "I did notice the disaster that is your hair, for example. Did you forget to brush it this morning?"

You glare at Fred with evident irritation, irked by his ability to provoke you. It's as if he has a knack for hitting all the right spots to get under your skin. Despite your annoyance, you can't help but feel a strange sense of excitement coursing through you, a mix of anger and attraction that you'd rather not admit. You take a step closer to him, your arms crossed over your chest. “You’re such an insufferable prat” you hiss, trying to mask your feelings behind your harsh words.

Fred, noticing your reaction, can't help but smile even wider. He leans even closer, lowering his voice so only you can hear him. His words are laced with amusement and a hint of arrogance."You know, you look like you're struggling to decide. Do you want to strangle me or kiss me? Maybe both?"