International Love | Fred Weasley

Chapter 45

The next DA meeting is two weeks after Ravenclaw beat Gryffindor. In the past two weeks, Fred and George keep eying me suspicious and asking me when I am going to use the bet. Every time they ask, I smile knowingly at them and walk away without giving them an answer. Fred meets me an hour too early at the bottom of the stair leading up to the Ravenclaw common room. As I descend the stairs, I see him leaning against the wall.

"You're early," I say as greeting to which Fred grins. Pushing himself away from the wall, Fred grins and presses a kiss on my temple, "I know. I wanted to show you something."

Fred told me last year that he and George used to be in possession of a map that showed all of Hogwarts and where every person at the castle was. It meant they got to know the secret passages which Fred and I use sometimes to hang out. They gifted Harry the map, but occasionally, Fred discovers something new in the castle or rediscovers some alcove.

We're heading up to the third floor where Fred leads me into one of the abandoned classrooms. I step inside and look around. There are desks piled in the corner and old bookcases standing around the room. I see some candy wrappers someone before us left.

"What was it you wanted to show me?"

I turn around to face Fred who has closed the door behind him and is now smirking at me. Slowly, the realisation begins to dawn on me and I roll my eyes. Fred begins stalking towards me and I take a step backward until I feel one of the desks dig into the back of my legs. Fred closes the final distance between us and presses his lips on mine. I wrap my arms around Fred's neck and feel him picking me up and placing me onto the desk.

The sound of a door being slammed closed nearby breaks us out of our trance. I look up at Fred who is leaning over me. In the past hour or so, we have moved from the smaller desk to the larger desk in the back. Fred's hair is getting longer and frames his face as he leans down to place another kiss on my collarbone. I gasp and with one hand comb through Fred's hair.

Suddenly, I realise we don't have the whole night and push at Fred's shoulder. He hums and when I keep pushing, he looks up with an annoyed expression on his face.

"The meeting," I hiss. Fred's eyes widen and he quickly lets me scramble from the desk. I snatch my shirt and tie off the ground and try to smoothen out the wrinkled fabric.

Cursing under our breathe, we exit the classroom and as we walk through the corridors of the fourth floor, I get the feeling we're being watched. Looking over my shoulder, I only see an empty hallway. Fred raises his eyebrow when I look at him and I shake my head.

On the fifth floor, I have the feeling again. This time when I look over my shoulder, I see a shadow quickly hiding behind a corner.

"We're being followed," I whisper to Fred when he follows my gaze. We stop and I'm debating if we're skipping the meeting all together when Fred pulls me into a hug. Confused, I hug him back and bury my face in his uniform.

"I think it's one of the Inquisitorial Squad, I believe I saw a shiny badge," Fred whispers in my ear.

We let go again and continue our walk. This time, Fred has an arm around my shoulder to keep me close. When we reach the sixth floor, I don't see someone behind us anymore. We walk through the corridor, and suddenly, Fred presses me against a wall.

I want to open my mouth to ask what he is going, but Fred places a hand over my mouth. Then I see a green uniform in the corner of my eye and wrap Fred's arms around me. Looking at him, I nod and then whisper: "Room of Requirement."

We're transported away immediately and a second later, we're in the Room of Requirement. On instinct, I take a step forward – forgetting Fred still has his arms around me – and we both fall over. On the ground, Fred and I share a look and burst out laughing.