An Owl flew by (a Fred Weasley love story)

I loved the way it felt to fly through the air the wind sailing through your feathers your wings spread wide holding you aloft. The castle came into sight and within moments I was sailing in through the window to the owelry. I was about to transform when I heard footsteps, but I recognized those heavy footsteps and that familiar muttering. I watched as Neville walked in holding a letter for his gran. He noticed me staring at him right away. "What? Why are you staring at me?" I gazed back at him highly amused. "I can’t believe I’m talking to an owl." he said before turning around to find an owl to send his letter. I took this opportunity and closed my eyes as I felt my feathers sink into my skin, my wings tuned back into arms, I felt my hair brush the back of my neck, and my legs stretched out in front of me. I tried not to shuffle or move but it was a lot harder to do when you were a human. Neville turned around and was obviously surprised by my sudden appearance. "Boo." I said playfully "Ivy? What are you doing here, how did you get here so quickly?" "I was here before you." I said trying not to laugh. "Right I forgot you’re an animagus of an owl." he said rolling his eyes. "Did you study for your test tomorrow in Muggle studies?" Neville asked sending his owl away. "Of course not." I said pulling a mirror out of my pocket and examining my honey colored hair. "Honestly, I don’t know how much longer you can get away with that." he said clearly irritated with me. "You forget, I’m muggle born I already know everything about muggles." I said pushing a light strand behind my ear and pulling out a rubber band so I could put my hair up. "Still, it couldn’t hurt to study." he said I stuck my tongue out at him.
Neville and I walked into the Gryffindor common room it was mostly empty except for a few people. We walked over to the fire where only one chair was available. "You take it." I said to Neville. Not minding that I had to stand. A little ways away from the fire the Weasley twins had their heads bent close together. I watched with mild interest curious as to what they were talking about. It seemed important considering how quiet they were talking. I could only tell them apart when I saw them together I didn’t know why but there was something in there faces that you could only tell when you saw them together. I couldn’t tell who was the one facing me but he nudged his brother who turned around and then I could tell Fred was the one facing away from me. They smiled broadly at me. "Can we help you?" George asked. Crap why did I have to stare. "I was just wondering if um...one of you wouldn’t mind giving up your seat for a girl." I said thinking quickly. I tried to look at Neville and see if he could save me but he had fallen asleep and was snoring lightly. "Why should we give up our seat when you can just sit on my lap?" Fred said patting his thigh. "Never mind I think I’ll just go to bed." I said embarrassed. I nudged Neville hard so that he would wake up. "What?" he said his eyes fluttering open. "I’m going to bed maybe you should also." I walked off towards the girls’ dormitory I stopped just outside the door and cast a glance at the twins they were both still looking at me and I could tell they were talking about me. I blushed and quickly shut the door but just before I did I could swear Fred Weasley winked at me.

"Professor Sprout said I could visit the greenhouse whenever I want, isn’t that great?" Neville said "Uh-huh." I said glancing at the entrance to the Great Hall every couple of seconds. "And I chopped up Trevor last night and mixed him into your porridge, see that’s his leg right there!" “That’s awesome.” I said looking back at the entrance. “Ivy what did I just say.” “You’re feeding your toad to me.” I said without missing a beat. “Why are you so distracted?” “I’m not.” “Don’t lie to me; you know I can always tell when you’re lying.” “I just noticed the Weasley twins aren’t here and I was just checking to see when they would get here.” “Why do you care?” “I don’t.” Just then I saw two tall redheads saunter into the hall. I quickly turned my attention to the lumpy bowl of porridge in front of me. “Really? You spend half of breakfast looking for them but now that there here you can’t look at them.” Neville said. “Neville just please shut up!" “You know I can’t do that. Hey Fred, George over here!” “I looked up to see them walk towards us. “Hello Neville what’s the occasion?” one of them said (I refused to look up and check) “No reason, just thought you two might like to share breakfast with me and Ivy, you know Ivy right?” he clapped me hard on the back. I looked up nervously sure my cheeks were a bright scarlet. “Hello.” They said at the same time. “H-h-hi.” I stammered. “You’re a fourth year right?” George asked. I nodded. “I remember our fourth year, our sister was carried off to the chamber of secrets and nearly died but Harry Potter saved her.” George said. “You know normal stuff.” Fred finished. I looked up again George was piling his plate high with bacon but Fred was smiling at me. I don’t know why but it made me laugh. “I’m sorry I wasn’t laughing at what happened to you sister that would be rude.” I said. “It’s okay, calm down your turning bright red.” George said reaching across the table and touching my arm. I quickly clapped my hands to my cheeks to hide how red they were but the twins just laughed. “Don’t worry about it your cute when you blush.” Fred said. “It’s better than us, when we blush we just blend in with our hair. It’s actually a bit interesting?” George said now smiling with his brother. “I should get to my potions class.” I said noticing how quickly the hall had emptied. “Neville,” I said standing “let’s go.” “I was going to stop by the green house first, but go ahead without me.” “But what if I run into Peeves.” I said gritting my teeth. “I’ll walk you; my next class is near Snape’s evil layer.” Fred said standing. “Yeah Ivy, walk with Fred that should be fun.” He said enjoying this a little too much.
“So why are you so afraid of running into Peeves?” Fred asked strolling beside me. He looked so comfortable with his hands in his pockets and he walked with an easy stride, he was so much taller than me, and my head came up just below his shoulder. “He took something from me, and I haven’t figured out how to get it back.” I said “What did he take; maybe I can help you get it back.” “My diary.” I said shyly “anytime he sees me he starts reciting pages very loudly.” “Meet me in the common room at 7pm I’ll help you get it back.” Fred said. Suddenly he grabbed me around the waist and lifted my feet off the floor as he gave me a hug. I was so surprised I didn’t know what to do, but after he left I realized it wouldn’t have hurt if I had hugged him back.
“So how did things go with Mr. Weasley?” Neville whispered to me while Snape made us take notes. “You’re dead to me.” I said flatly “I was just helping you out I knew you’d never talk to him yourself.” “But it’s hard for me to talk to him.” “Why do you like him?” “Mr. Longbottom, Miss Alderson perhaps you would like to share with the rest of the class what is so important.” Snape said suddenly turning around. “Sorry sir we were just discussing the lesson.” I said. “Really then please tell me how long it takes to properly make polyjuice potion.” Hermiones hand shot in the air. “I don’t know sir.” I answered. “10 points from Gryffindor!” he said turning his back to us. I grabbed a blank piece of parchment from my bag and wrote “I’m meeting him at 7pm tonight. IT IS NOT A DATE!” and passed it to Neville. “Neville passed it back to me a few minutes later. “Why? What are you going to do? Details.” “I’ll tell you later.” Was my simple reply.

“Maybe he was just messing with me, you know playing a prank.” “You worry too much.” Neville said not looking up from his book. “How else do you explain why he’s not here yet?” I said nervously wringing my hands. “Maybe the fact it’s only 6:52” “Oh Ivy I see your ready early shall we go.” One of the twins said stopping in front of me. “Sure.” I said. I noticed he was carrying a blank piece of parchment in his hands. “What’s that?” I asked “It’s called the Mauraders map, I had to borrow it from Harry since me and my brother gave it to him last year.” “By the way Fred, it’s really nice of you to help me with this thanks so much.” I said unable to look him in the eyes. “You’re welcome but I’m George.” “But…but Fred…” I couldn’t tell if he was lying or not since it was only one. “Fred told me what happened and asked me to help he’ll be along soon he just needed to talk to Professor McGonagall.” George (or Fred) said. Sure enough not long after that another redheaded twin came by and once they were together I could easily distinguish which was which. “What’s the deal with this map,” I said grabbing it from George. “it can’t really be a map its blank.” I said. “That’s where you’re wrong.” Fred said a devilish gleam in his eyes. He checked to make sure no one was paying attention and he pulled out his wand and touched the paper. “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” Suddenly a dark ink spread across the page revealing a map of Hogwarts. “That’s you right there.” George said pointing to a tiny dot labeled “Ivory Alderson”. I jumped back when I saw it and sure enough my dot moved backwards also and next to my dot were two other dots one labeled “George Weasley” and the other one labeled “Fred Weasley”. “So what do we need this map for?” I asked moving every couple of seconds to see if my dot would follow me. “To find Peeves of course.” George said scanning the map. “There he is.” Fred said pointing to the 3rd floor corridor. “Mischief Managed.” George said pointing his wand at the map as the ink disappeared, and then he stowed it beneath his robes.
We made our way to the third floor corridor were we saw Peeves messing with a suit of armor. “Hey Peeves!” Fred called out. He turned around and quickly tried to cover up what he had done but when he saw the Weasley twins he stopped. It looked like he had been putting the armor in an inappropriate pose. “Where’s my diary?” I said. “Oh does wittle Ivy want her wittle diary back, I really liked the part where you talked about having a crush on Potter.” “Where is it?” I said taking a defensive step forward. Peeves looked at a potted plant nearby. Fred noticed too. “Is that where its hidden?” he asked. “And the dream where you kissed Potter was so interesting.” "Shut up!" I launched myself forward as Peeves darted out of the way. “Oh Harry your so cute and you like me back kissy, kissy, kissy!” he mocked drifting down the stairs. “Check the plant.” I yelled before taking off after Peeves.
When I reached the bottom of the staircase I heard George calling my name. I turned around to see the flaming red hair of the twins coming towards me. “We got it.” George said holding it up triumphantly. “I still can’t believe he hid it in such an obvious place.” Fred said. I took the diary and riffled through the pages. “Oh great Peeves wrote in it.” “What do you mean he wrote in it?” one of the twins asked ( I was too busy reading what Peeves had written to see who had spoken). “He made notes, like “Who does that?” and “Really Ivy he would never like you.”” “At least now you have it back.” George said walking away. “So then you weren’t really mad at Peeves you were just distracting him so we could find it.” Fred asked once we were alone. “Y-yeah, I don’t care what Peeves knows I just want to be able to write again.” I was suddenly nervous. “Was he lying?” “When?” “When he said you had a crush on Harry.” “I used to I mean just with all the rumors floating around, besides it’s not like he’s ugly.” “Do you still like him?” “I don’t know I guess not, I don’t really know him but from what I’ve heard he’s not exactly my type.” “Good.”