"It's okay. It's on the house."

Fred Weasley says to a girl. The wrong girl. He's just flirting, it's not like he's gonna do anything. But still... He picked the wrong girl.

As Theodore finally got her to admit she's his. They had a huge argument at a party. But now he can finally say it.

Not everyone knows yet. The teachers are a little worried about the two of them. But everyone can see they work amazing together.

Just Fred's luck that he didn't get the message yet.

His hands slide around her waist and he squeezes her slightly. Burying his nose in her hair. She's like an addiction and sometimes he has to have her scent or he'll go through withdrawal or smth.

He snatched whatever candy she was gonna buy and gives Weaslebee a death stare.

"Flirt with my girlfriend again and you'll have the next life event of Vincent van Gogh."