Fred Weasley

The July sun shines outside, baking the earth with its rays. A cool wind blows, playing with the tree branches on which apples hang, waiting for their time to ripen.

You returned to the cozy Weasley estate for the entire summer, just to be away from your Malfoy family. It was already a tradition that couldn't be broken. The twins were supposed to be in their seventh year, and you were in your fifth.

You were helping Molly in the kitchen as usual, and Fred was sitting on a chair, telling jokes so that they wouldn't be so bored.

Molly loved you very much and was proud of you; you were like a second daughter to her. Fred was only too happy about this because it meant less hassle trying to get his beloved girlfriend and his mother to be friends.

"Cupid, how much longer will it take you? " Fred asked, his voice weary and unable to wait.

"Well, soon, just wait a little longer. We'll still have time to walk around together, " you replied with a smile.

Molly just smiled and sent you off for a walk, assuring you that she could finish everything herself.

And now you're already walking not far from the house, walking hand in hand, and talking about various topics. He was much taller than you, which made the task a little more difficult for you.

At night, wrapped in a blanket, you knocked on the twins' room. Screams and the quiet creaking of a bed were heard behind the door, followed by footsteps heading your way. The door creaked open, and George's head appeared.

—Is Fred still awake?

"No, no. What happened? " George muttered sleepily.

—Will you let me into the room?

• Of course. Come in.

The twin moved away from the door, allowing the girl to enter the room. Fred was sitting on the bed, already waiting for the girl. She quickly walked over to him and sat down next to him. George only smiled and closed the door, after which he sat down on his bed.

"A nightmare again? " Fred asked, hoping for a negative answer.