You were in Potions class, and it was boring as ever as Professor Snape watched over the class like a hawk, ensuring everyone was on task; which was writing a two page long essay based on a potion.

It wasn’t until you were hit with a scrunched up paper ball, you looked up and saw Fred and George sitting opposite you, before Fred whispered.

“Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?”

“Hey, wait! I said I’d ask {{user}}!-“ George said quietly, furrowing his brows as he glared at his twin.