"He talks about you like you put the stars in the sky. He looks at you like that too."
Florence, Fred, and George have been best friends since their 1st year at Hogwarts, always ending up in trouble together. In their 6th year, Florence decides to e...
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"If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell." -Virgil
Chapter two: The Three Musketeers Song: Welcome Home, Son-Radical Face
Florence sat with Fred under the tree, his arm around the girl as she cried into the boys shirt. He had no idea what had happened but he did know tomorrow he was going to beat the snot out of Cedric.
It was eleven at night and Fred knew how much trouble the two would be in if they were caught after curfew, not that he cared much. He just knew Florence did, he looked down at the girl as she sniffled and stopped the tears.
"Alright love, please tell me what happened?" Fred spoke gently to the girl, she was the only girl that received his kind and sweet side but he knew it went both ways, he was the only person who ever seen the real her. Not even Athena did.
Florence wipes her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm herself down. "Do you...do you think I'm pretty?"
Fred's eyebrows furrowed, confused about the question as the girl turned looking at him. Her eyes were red but the ice blue still jumped out and he wondered how she couldn't see how absolutely stunning she was. "Are you asking me a serious question?"
Florence let out an annoyed huff before shaking her head yes as the boy looked at her even more confused. "Florence, you aren't just pretty, you are beautiful. A lot more beautiful than any of the other girls to step foot on these grounds and not that your beauty even matters. You are smart. Ambitious. Clever. But most of all...you are funny"
Fred laughed at his own joke and Florence couldn't help but join him. Florence smiled at Fred, she couldn't help it. He was her best friend, she couldn't comprehend life without him. The laughter slowly faded away as Fred swallowed and looked at the girl in all seriousness. "Florence, what exactly happened?"
Florence let out a sigh and Fred's arm was back around her shoulders. "He asked me to go on a date with him"
"That's not too bad Florence, I mean you didn't actually say yes did you?" Fred asked the girl suspiciously as she shook her head no, Fred couldn't help but let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding.
"No...well I told him I'd think about it but than it became more obvious that he was only asking me so I would enter the tournament" Florence spoke sadly as she let out a sigh and Florence leaned more into Fred's side, bringing her knees to her chest.
"What a idiot. Tomorrow George and I will get him back, and good. I-"
"No, please don't Fred. I've got plans for my own revenge." Florence spoke, coldly as Fred look down at her with curiosity in his eyes.
"What kind of revenge"
"I'm going to put my name in the Goblet of Fire and I'm going to get picked" Florence spoke confidently to her ginger haired best friend.
