Love Doesn't Dissaparate as Easily as Wizards Do
I absolutely LOVE Harry Potter AND writing, so I decided I should do this! Completely in my head, guys.
By the way, my name in this story is Liv Anderson. I'm a fourth year, 14 years old, in Gryffindor, on Quidditch as a Chaser, and I hang out with the Gryffindors.
"Fred?" I asked
"We aren't telling Ron and Ginny yet, are we?"
"I don't think we should. Give it a week or two. So, what does Ginny know?"
"Oh, that I like you. I'm pretty sure that Hermione told her."
"Hermione knew? How did she-- Wait, she's Hermione..."
"Yeah. Also, I kinda told Harry... He's my best friend, I tell him everything."
"You know, I can't keep this from George..." He stopped walking to turn and face me. We were supposed to be at lunch right now, so the grounds were clear.
"I didn't expect you to." I sighed as he kissed my forehead.
"How 'bout some lunch?"
As I was eating, seated across Harry, between Hermione and Fred, I heard Ginny and Ron whispering. I couldn't make out what exactly they were saying but I heard my name, and Fred's. Great. I side-glanced at Fred, and when I looked straight ahead, I saw Harry making kissy faces at me. I muttered a charm under my breath to make him quit. He did.
"So, Quidditch?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at the twins, Katie, Angelina, Oliver and I.
"Wouldn't miss it!" The twins responded in sync.
"I'll be there." Angelina smiled. Katie nodded in acknowledgment.
"Same." Oliver said between shovel-fulls of food.
"Brilliant. So, Liv, what did you do with YOUR free period?" Harry asked mischeviously.
"Oh, just walked around. You know, usual stuff..." I lied quickly.
"Didn't you walk with Fred?" Hermione asked. Wow, she could get annoying fast.
"Uh, yeah. Yeah, I, uh, I did." I looked at her. "Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering." She gave Ginny a 'See?-Didn't-I-Tell-You?' look.
"Fred! What did you do during free period?" Ginny looked at her older brother.
"Walked. With Liv. Why?"
"What'd you do while walking?"
"Talked." He looked at me for a second.
"Snogged, too, right?" Ginny grabbed her stuff and left.
"Ginny! Wait!" Fred and I called. Ron gave me a horrid look, then an even worse one to Fred.
"See ya later, Harry." He left, too. Hermione chased after him.
"HARRY! Why the bloody hell did you tell her?!" I turned on him.
"I didn't!" He threw his hands up defensively. "Hermione did!"
"Fred, we better go get them." George said, looking at me, then back to his brother.