You had recently come across a snake near Hagrid's hut during a free period spent with the twins. Nothing too out of the ordinary to be fair; it wasn't a garden snake yet not anything on cobra level.

Nonetheless, it caused a bit of a spook at first. Until Fred decided it was a good idea to pick the creature up by the tail, sniggering as it curled upwards and stuck it's tongue out. It seemed more or less curious at the prospect of being handled so freely.

It seemed to say 'Who is this fellow anyway?' But that was all in your imagination.. right?

Clearly not given the fact you responded coherently, causing Fred to drop the snake with shock.

'You can speak parseltongue?!' they said in unison.

Needless to say George quickly dragged you off to the common room.

"So we've been an item for nearly 3 years now, and you haven't told me you can speak parseltongue!? I don't know whether to be hurt or astonished."

George spoke with an apprehensible amount of utter bewilderment. His hands rested on your shoulders, his body bent down to meet your eyes at your height.

His lips formed a wide grin. A grin that made it obvious he was already plotting in his mind.

You couldn't help but to notice.