Semper - Fred Weasley

Chapter VI

„Okay but please don't say it to anyone, promise?", I looked at them and they both nodded. „I have the feeling it has something to do with Moody. I don't trust him."

We continued to talk about the possibility of Moody being the one who put Harry's name in the goblet until the portrait opened and Harry entered.

I jumped from the sofa straight in his arms.

„What happened? Clearly they can't let you participate! Dumbledore can't allow that, you're not of age and you didn't even do it yourself!", I pulled him towards the fireplace and pushed him down on one of the armchairs while I took my place between the twins. Hermione came up behind us and settled on the floor between us

„They can. McGonagall said the same as you. But Dumbledore and the others said there was no way for me to not take part. It's sort of a binding contract with the goblet.", he huffed.

„Fucking Dumbledore.", I whispered „we're going to figure it out. I will be there every step. And I won't let anything happen to you. You're not only my cousin, you're my brother, Harry."

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Weeks went by, October led to November, Ron was still mad and Harry had no idea what the first task would be.

Today was Friday, the 18th, one week before the first task. I sat in the library, like a hand full of other students, currently working on my potions essay, when Fred stormed in.

„Pen!", he shouted when he saw me and was scolded by Madam Pince.
„Pen!", he now whispered and Madam Pince thanked him quietly. I looked up from my essay and put my quill down.

He held a piece of parchment in his hands and grinned widely. Since it was Friday night we are allowed to wear normal clothes instead of the uniform. And so did Fred. He wore one of Mrs. Weasley's famous knitted jumpers. A dark green one with a yellow „F" on the front and grey sweatpants.

I caught myself staring at him and blushed. But damn, he looked good. I knew that it was not the time but something shifted this year... why did I feel attracted to grey sweatpants?

„I have to show you something in the forbidden forest.", he smiled at me and my smile faltered.

„What?"

„As I said. Now come on.", he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the chair. Gaining the attention of some other students.

„Fred, wait, I need.. Wait..my books.", I tried to stop him but he held my hand and dragged me out of the library and soon we left the castle.

It was before curfew so we didn't have to hide, but we were still not allowed in the forbidden forest. It laid before us, dark and foggy. And in all honesty, I was not fond of going in there.

„Are you going to tell me where the fuck we're going?", I had a hard time keeping up with him and his long legs.

„You'll see when we're there."

„You're not going to kill me, aren't you? Because in case of that I have a few things to do before. I need to write to Moony and Padfoot. I need to give Hermione the book I borrowed from her back. I need to kick Ron's ass. Hug Harry. Tell Dumbledore what a fucking piece of shit he is. Oh and I don't want to die without being kissed once."

I didn't even realised that we stopped running. I stood with my back facing the forest and already heard the creatures that lived in there.

Fred put a hand on my right shoulder. His other hand still in mine.

„I'm not going to kill you. But I can't believe that you're worrying more about what needs to get done before dying, than actually worrying about being killed.", he laughed. „so uh, off topic, but you've never been kissed before?", he chewed on the inside of his cheek and I shook my head. I was a bit embarrassed, that's why nobody knows except Hermione.