Safe With Me ~ Fred Weasley

A Happy Memory

"Cassidy!" George shouted across the Great Hall when he was still halfway down the aisle.

"You're up early." I feigned surprise, but I knew the Weasley boys rarely chose sleep over breakfast.

"You done eating? I'll walk you to class." He shot a look around the table, obviously realizing we would all have class together, and I would have no need for the lanky ginger to accompany me.

"I don't want to be the reason you lose Gryffindor points when you're late to potions." I laughed, but stood up when he did, the leftover food and dishes from my spot disappearing into the table as we left.

"See? Potions. All the more reason to cut the class short." He shrugged, looking down at me from my right as we headed towards McGonagall's room for transfiguration. "I just... I don't know how to start this, so I'm just going to say it. What you saw at the Three Broomsticks? That's... nothing. I mean, they've been friends for a while, we're all teammates."

"What are you talking about?" I shook my head, hoping the nonchalant smile I was trying to portray was coming out right.

"Cassidy." He stopped me mid-step and pulled me by my arm to the side of the hallway. "Don't play dumb, you're no good at it."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"And I'll take it as a compliment if you don't pretend I'm dumb enough not to see right through you."

"I didn't say you're dumb! Although..." I smirked, resuming the walk to class, George catching me in a just a few steps.

"Look, all I'm saying is... If someone were to have a crush on my brother, and they had seen something that looked like a date, they would be wrong. That's all." He grinned cheekily as we arrived at Transfiguration.

"Good to know, then Georgie." I shook my head, waiting for him to head to class.

"You'll admit it to me one day. I want to know before he does, promise?"

"Shut up!" I hissed, leaving him in the hallway and finding my spot in the classroom.

"Well, what did he want?" Maddie asked, plopping down next to me and scattering her books along the desk.

"Nothing?" I shook my head, getting out the paper we had due today.

"Something about Fred's date last weekend, I would guess?" Bri added softly from the row behind us.

"Fred's date?" Hannah whined, looking me in the eye as if to check if I was upset.

"So? Who cares, she can just have George then." Maddie shrugged.

"She doesn't like George, she wants Fred!" Hannah explained, causing me to drop my head in my hands.

"Will you all just talk quietly?" I hissed, turning to face Bri. "George said it wasn't a date."

"Okay, so it wasn't a date." We watched our papers fly after McGonagall as she walked down the rows to her desk. "Do you not believe him?"

"I mean, it doesn't matter."

"It does to you. Besides, I like Fred. I think he would have mentioned it by now if he was dating someone else. He wouldn't spend every waking moment with you if he was dating her."

"Not every waking moment." I muttered, opening my book as Professor McGonagall began today's lesson.

I sighed as I turned the corner of the stairs towards the Hufflepuff Common room before I smacked into him. I had felt his gaze on the back of my head all through dinner, but I hadn't turned around.