What do you think they are witnessing? (insert winky face)

George POV

Today in the morning Jordan was skittish, unable to keep calm. He must have dreamed something bad.
We kept our eyes on him, making sure that he was at least halfway okay. But now we had potions.
And I didn't like potions much. Snape made Fed and me sit far apart from each other and neither of us was sitting near Jordan. 

I wheeled into the class, because I was still not allowed to put pressure on my foot and went to my place, making sure to keep one eye on Jordan, as did Fred. As always, Snape barged into the classroom and took points from Gryffindor for no particular reason (as did other teachers with Slytherin) and wrote something down on the blackboard.
Jordan, being the good boy he was, wrote down everything, until he got a random question from Snape: "How many bezoars are to be put into this cough potion, Mister Lee?"

I saw Jordan go into shock. I could see in his eyes that he did not know the answer, but Snape did not let him go. So I grabbed a bezoar from the shelf next to me and threw it on Snape's head, grabbing a second one directly after. It seems Fred got my idea, grabbed some herbs and levitated them over Snapes head and let them rain down on him like snow. 

Let's just say this all ended in a battle between Slytherin and Gryffindor, an angry Snape, 200 point taken from Gryffindor and a laughing, happy Jordan.
Mission accomplished.

Jordan POV (The next day)

Today, when I went to breakfast, Fred and George were not sitting near me. Maybe they didn't want me anymore? Until, a young boy came over to me.
"Are you Jordan?" he asked, and I nodded. What did he want from me? 

"Fred and George said to give this to you." he gave me a little box, and when I opened it, there was a little piece of paper inside, reading 'Check your bed'. Forgetting about breakfast, I ran up into the dorms, over to my bed.
 I took off the covers, finding another piece: 'Not here!' I looked under the bed, again, paper.
'Now check your trunk'. This was fun! 

I opened my trunk, carefully taking out my clothes, to make sure to not miss a little piece of paper. But there was none. There was a black box, like one that you would get at a jewellery. I did not own such things, so this must be my prize for this treasure hunt! I carefully opened the box, and found a letter in it, on a big silky pillow. 

'Dear Jordan, we hope we didn't stress you out with this little treasure hunt! I hope our present will be to your taste. We would be more then honoured if you decided to wear it. Your Fred & George PS: Take away the pillow' 

I carefully pulled up the pillow, feeling the silk against my skin, and I made a jump in the air. It was so beautiful!
There was a bracelet, made out of gold. And when you looked closely, there were three strands intertwining and twisting, creating one beautiful band.

Jordan POV (the next day)

"Jordan, do you like the bracelet?" Fred asked me at lunch and I nodded so quickly, I think they were worried I could lose my head! 

"Does it fit? We thought it might me a little to tight?" George asked, checking my arm with the golden band.
"Wait, I think you..." mumbled Fred and came over to me, fumbling with my tie, or so I thought, until I felt something cold around my neck. 

"What do we think, Geroge?" Fred asked, and I did not really understand, until I looked down. There was a necklace, one with little rings and one charm, and I could not detect what it was actually, until they pulled out their own necklaces, and together they formed a heart. They put their own back under their clothes again
"We thought we could feel close to you this way, without touching you. Do you like it?" Even though the necklace was cold, it gave me a warm feeling, and I knew I would never find the courage to take it off, ever. 

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