"i'd bet three galleons this seat is the worst in this classroom. snivvy has it out for," george weasley complained, throwing a paper airplane across the classroom, hitting it straight in the middle of professor snape's cauldron. "sugar quils."
fred stifled a laugh, attempting to ignore his twin brother, an uncommon event.
unlike last year, fred needed at least four O's in his exams, not that he couldn't do it, but the extra reassurance would do him a world of good.
"if your that concerned about our seats, why don't you ask sev to move us." fred asked, ripping out a piece of paper as he doodled into the top.
"that's no fun," george shrugged, looking back at his twin, "what you doing?"
"might write a note you know, to whoever sits on this desk," fred replied, furrowing his eyebrows at the now smiley-faced covered paper.
"hm."
Dear whoever had the curse of sitting here,
what's your name?
lots of hugs and kisses
Gred <3 xxx
"perfect."
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Fanfiction━━━ ( 𝗦 𝗘 𝗖 𝗥 𝗘 𝗧 𝗦 ) ❝𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲... 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗦𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘂𝘀.❞ ❝𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙩! ❞ // what happens when chia and fred begin a note chain... cover credits to original CANVA owner! fred weasley x fem oc! [Fourth Text...
