The Riddle: The Philosopher Stone ( Shifting Script/ Harry Potter Fan-fiction )

Chapter 34:

Fred's POV: ( Fun Little Treat for you guys :))

Me and Sage were outside in the icy weather. It was around midnight. If we went inside, there was no doubt we would be caught. I was laying on Sage's lap, she was sitting up right under the blanket she got earlier. She was stroking my hair down my skull, I had a sudden thought. I could tell she was the one. The one for me. Earlier today, we were talking about Malfoy and Hazel's relationship, wondering what was about to happen now that they seem to be good friends. We knew that one day, it was bound to happen that they would be together since Sage did tell me they kissed in the forest in November. I could see that Hazel was watching us from afar in the end of our conversation about them, just my luck am I right? Me and Sage did make some snow angels, but after a few hours, we were too tired as we filled up the empty space of snow we had with angels, even making some devils with their horns. After that, we laid against a tree to rest. During that time, it was early so Sage grabbed some blankets from inside and went ahead and put one on the floor, and another on top of us. We just went ahead and talked about how George had a crush on a girl from Hogsmeade last year and kept romanticizing about her. It was hilarious to share, as George was too funny of a person to think he was angelic. Then, I decided to do it. Just let my emotions out for Sage at this moment.

Me: " Sage, do you think there could be an... us one day?"

I turned my head to look at her beautifully put face.

Sage: " What do you mean by that Freddie?"

I was starting to get nervous. I sat up and looked at the blanket.

Me: " Well, I mean... I mean us. Us being together, and not just friends, maybe even more."

I could see Sage was trying to think. She finally understood what I meant. She took a while to think before she blurted out

Sage: " Well, yes, maybe... no? I don't know Fred hun. Maybe... once we are older. I don't think you remember, but i'm just twelve and you're going to turn thirteen pretty soon."

I nodded, she was right. We were still young for that type of shenanigans. And I decided that it was ok. Why? Because she isn't like any girl I've met before. She is kind, loyal, trusting, and understood me and George. I knew I could grow up with her by my side. I was going to wait for her. Even if it took a decade. As long as she was my friend, it would be alright. Because she was worth the wait. I decided to close my eyes and lay back on her lap. She was the only one who I could actually feel comfortable sleeping with. Besides George of course.