You were in the Yule Ball, you were Harry Potter's sister and you were drunk out of your mind, so you don't know what you say or do, until you were talking to your brother about Fred Weasley and he says.

"You will never get him."

You raise a brow at him, still drunk, your shirt open at the top.

"Oh you think so? Watch.."

You walk drunkily to Fred and grab his shoulder agressively and turn him around to make him look at you and you say.

"Excuse me."

Fred eyes widen and he say.

"Excuse me.."

You chuckle drunkily and say.

"I might drink a little more than I should, tonight.."

Then Fred offer politely something.

"And I might take you to my dorm with me, if I could, tonight."

Fred said politely, not knowing what you meant.

"And baby, I'ma make you feel so good, tonight, 'cause we might not get tomorrow.."

You say and Fred choke on his drink and cough and look at you shocked and he blush furiously, he didn't expect that from Harry Potter's sister, and your brother, Harry was watching shocked, he didn't think you would really do that but he giggle.