•This story takes scenes from the Harry Potter series. I want to make it clear that I don't own those scenes. That's owned by
J.K. Rowling. Thank you•

~Scarlett~

"I've missed this," George commented as we laughed together. We had been sitting in the guys' room for a while talking, just the two of us. George was in his own bed sitting up and I was laying on my stomach on Fred's bed.

"It's been awhile since we've been able to talk like this." I smiled over at George.

"How's it going with you and Fred?" George asked.

"It's great," I sighed dreamily, just the thought of Fred sent butterflies to my stomach. "He's so sweet and caring. My favorite part is that since we've been friends for so long he knows me so well. It's like I can do something like forget to put on my fluffy socks and he already knows something's up."

"I don't know if I should coo or gag...."

"Oh sod off," I giggled. "C'mon, talk to me about Ange."

George inhaled deeply, letting out a shaky chuckle. "Merlin she's perfect...an actual angel. She walks into the room and it's like time freezes. It's just the two of us, the only sound being my heart racing."

"This is not okay! Love has turned us all into big sappy...well saps!" I exclaimed, pushing myself up into a sitting position.

"But you know you want to keep talking about it," George grinned.

"He's just so bloody beautiful!"

"I'm mildly disturbed by that cause we look exactly alike..."

I rolled my eyes at him. "It's different. You may look and do the same things, but only Fred affects me."

George nodded, but I could tell he was still uneasy.

"George you're like a brother to me," I laughed.

"And you're like my sister, but it's still sorta weird," he chuckled nervously.

"I get that, I guess," I shrugged. "I have a question...."

George raised his eyebrow at me, waiting for me to continue. "Okay, I may have an answer."

"Does Fred ever....talk, about me?"

George immediately started laughing. "What do you think he doesn't find you hot?"

I covered my face in embarrassment, feeling the heat rising in my face. "Don't make fun of me! It's completely natural that I worry!"

George managed to just barely calm himself down, wiping some tears of laughter away. "I have conversations similar to ours with him if that's what you're looking for."

"You mean like that time I, uh, accidentally told you I thought he had a nice arse?"

George rolled his eyes at me, rubbing his hands over his face. "Yes like the time you told me my twin brother had a nice arse."

"Well now I want to know what he says about me!" I exclaimed, shrugging off the embarrassment.

"I dunno it's like when I talk about Angelina," George muttered.

"You mean Fred's told you that he likes my chocolatey complexion and my big curls?" I grinned.

"You know I'm not afraid to hex you," George glared, pointing his wand tauntingly at me.

"C'mon! I'm just curious! I want to know!"

"I'm sworn to secrecy! He's my twin! Twin code!"

"Oh just bloody tell me what my boyfriend's said about me!"

"Alright! Alright!"

I arched an eyebrow, waiting impatiently for him to say something. "Well?"

"He likes your eyes, and your freckles—"

"You can't hardly see my freckles though."

"—that's what I said but he said he's noticed them and he loves them."

My cheeks warmed, my fingers absentmindedly trailing over the faint dots on my cheeks.

"I mean I feel like there isn't anything he hasn't said he likes about you," George shrugged.

"That can't be true. There's gotta be something he hasn't mentioned," I scoffed.

"Try me."

"Alright, what about my nose?"

"It's cute and small."

"My hands?"

"They fit his perfectly."

"Okay what about my teeth?!" I tried desperately.

"Oddly enough he said one time while you were grinning all proudly of this prank you pulled that you had small, perfectly straight and white teeth."

I groaned, racking my brain for something he wouldn't have mentioned.

"Oh! What about the birthmark on my arse?!"

George stared at me curiously as if I had just proposed that Dumbledore should dye his beard rainbow colors.

"Y'know I can't say that he's ever mentioned a birthmark on your arse..."

"Ha! I win!" I laughed proudly.

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"You know I think you're beautiful, right?" Fred muttered into my hair as we laid on the couch in the empty Common Room.

Instant warmth rushed to my face. "Um, yeah..."

"And there's not a single part of you that I don't love." I could feel the grin on his face. I stared down at his tired figure, pausing momentarily from playing with his hair.

"Where are you going with this?" I laughed nervously, trying desperately to get the blush off my face.

"I love your nose, your hands," his fingers laced with mine, "your teeth, and the birthmark on your arse—"

"You traitors!" I laughed, slapping his arm that laid across me. His body shook with laughter and he buried his face in the crook of my neck to avoid my slaps.

"Oh you know you love me," he poked his head up to give me a kiss, smiling at me as I rolled my eyes.

"You haven't even seen the birthmark."

"No but I wouldn't mind if you showed me..."

I slapped his arm again, scoffing playfully. "You're an arse."

Fred sighed contently, ignoring my comment.

"But I do love you," I added, a light blush tinging my cheeks at the weird words. They almost seemed foreign coming from my mouth, but I loved it.

"I love you too," Fred mumbled, adjusting his head so that he was laying his head on my chest. I continued running my fingers through his hair, my other hand still intertwined with his.

We sat in comfortable silence for a little bit. Fred half asleep laying on me and me playing with his hair, close to falling asleep.

"Do you notice things about me?" Fred randomly asked, breaking the silence. "Like how I notice things like your eyes?"

"Admittedly, I have an obsession with your freckles." My blush was nothing compared to the shade of red Fred turned. He tried to laugh it off but was left a blushing mess.

"George said you liked my freckles, but I didn't think they were that noticeable," I said, saving him from his embarrassment.

"Yeah," Fred nodded. "You've got a few across your cheeks and nose. They're cute."

"Guess that means our kids are destined to have freckles," I laughed, ignoring the blush that had risen to my cheeks as I wanted to see Fred's. My wish was granted as Fred literally turned the shade of a cherry.

"You might as well just transfigure me into a pile of goo, Scar," he groaned, his eyes squeezed shut as he avoided my gaze.

"You'd probably still be bloody hot."

Fred groaned in embarrassment, turning his head so that he was facing away from me.

"Since when are you so flirty?!" Fred cried out. I just continued to laugh, squeezing his hand.

"C'mon, I'll let you get payback," I giggled. He turned his head back to me, looking over my face with squinted eyes.

"You..well you...you have nice....bloody hell I can't take you seriously when you're smiling all cheekily at me!"

My laughter filled the quiet room. Fred just pouted at me, but I could see the smile threatening to peak through.

"You're laugh is like angels singing."

My face practically burst into flames and I became a stuttering mess. Fred cried out in triumph, grinning at my red face.

"I win!" Fred exclaimed.

"Hardly!" I denied. "So you made me blush! I still got you multiple times!"

"Of course, Babe," Fred nodded, resting his head back down and closing his eyes with a long sigh.

"No this is not over! I won this fair and square!"

Fred only hummed in response.

"Fred!" I laughed frustratedly, shoving him lightly.

This time he chose not to respond.

"Come on, Baby!" I groaned.

I was met with silence. I sighed dramatically, "You know I think that you're really sexy."

Fred's cheeks flamed up but he remained silent.

"I so win," I giggled, ruffling his hair. He swatted at my hands but eventually settled his arms around my waist, pulling me into him.

I rested my head on his chest, closing my eyes. I smiled as Fred kissed my forehead, muttering two words.

"You win."
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This chapter has literally no point but to make you fall in love with them even more.
And don't worry, the chapters coming I think are going to be my favorite.
Anyways, I have a ton of homework I'm really not wanting to do but kinda have to do soooooo I gotta go. As always, I love you guys, hope you have a fantabulous day, ¡adios!
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