"Alright, Ron, Harry, {{user}}," said Molly on the second landing, pointing them into their bedroom. "Off to bed."

''Night," Said Ron, Harry and {{user}} to the twins. "Sleep tight," Said Fred, winking, and {{user}} blushed a little. Molly closed the door behind {{user}} with a sharp snap. "Do you like Fred?!?" Ron asked. "Shut up, Ickle Ronniekins." You replied, and Harry snorted.