Safe With Me ~ Fred Weasley

Dementor Lessons

"Uh, yeah, I did once. I mean, that was the closest I've come to them though, besides on the train and I didn't really get a good look then." I thought back to the tall red-head blocking the dark creature from my sight and felt a smile start to creep to my lips.

"Well, I was just thinking, I mean, if you wanted to join us. Might be easier with two of us, you know? We can practice together and stuff."

"Yeah, actually Harry, I would love that. Thank you so much." I watched his emerald eyes light up at my answer and he nodded.

"I'm just happy to not be the only one who they affect this badly." He shrugged, noticing my arms wrapped around me still. "Are you cold?"

"Yeah, freezing." I laughed, mostly to myself. "I was headed down to grab a sweater."

"Here, take mine!" He nearly shouted, already dropping his arms from the sleeves of his jumper.

"Oh, no, Harry, it's fine! My room's right downstairs and then I'm gonna head to dinner-"

"It's fine, I'm hardly ever cold." He held the maroon colored hoodie to me and I finally took it, feeling too shy to turn the boy down after he had sought me out to help me with our shared Dementor problem.

"Well, thank you." I smiled at him for the millionth time, pulling his hoodie over my head and pulling my hair out from beneath it, feeling warmer right away.

"You sitting with us at dinner?" He asked, starting towards the Great Hall even though dinner wouldn't start for at least another half hour.

"I don't know, I don't want to keep intruding on your friends!" I chuckled, but couldn't help thinking of the best part of sitting with the Gryffindor's. More time to be around Fred Weasley.

"They're your friends too?" He seemed confused and I nodded with a small shrug. While I had always counted Hermione as a friend, I barely knew Ron and I had just met the twins this year. Did they think of me as a friend yet? Friends were never something I had been an expert on until coming to Hogwarts, and even then, I knew that the friends I made here could never be good friends until I got my own place.

I followed Harry in through the doors and found Ron and the twins already at their usual spot, snickering at something George had said while nodding his head at Percy near the front of the wooden tables. I noticed that Percy was talking animatedly to a few fellow Gryffindor's of his year who were focused more on the color changing badge pinned to his robes than his story.

I sat down next to Harry on the other side of Ron facing the twins and smiled hearing the three brothers laugh together.

"What's so funny?" I asked, glancing again at Percy.

"Fred." Ron snickered. "Jinxed Percy's Head Boy badge, so now it says Pinhead." This got a laugh from Harry who was now checking Percy out as well.

"He's been wearing it all day! No one's said a word to him." Fred banged his fist on the table as he bent back in laughter.

"Sorry, Perce! We'll keep it down!" George saluted their elder brother who was shooting them a glare after Fred's theatrics.

"You guys are terrible brothers!" I teased, although I knew that the twins never meant any harm from their pranks. It was all in good fun.

"Oh, you wait until you meet him, Cassidy. He's a real-"

"Pinhead." Ron cut him off, taking a swig of his juice from his goblet.

"It's nice to see you in the right colors for once Cassy." Fred raised his eyebrows at me, obviously realizing that this was not what I had been wearing when I had spoken to the twins earlier and that this also wasn't the Quidditch hoodie he had left me. "Who's is that?"