I was absolutely correct.

I woke up in Fred's bed, with his arms still wrapped around me, to the sound of a yelling Lee Jordan.

I don't know how he did it with a hangover, but he did.

"WHAT THE HELL? YOU TWO BETTER HAVE KEPT LAST NIGHT PG OR I'M QUARANTINING IN RON'S DORM UNTIL THIS PLACE IS STERILISED!" Lee yelled, already in the bathroom washing his hands thoroughly.

Fred let out a soft chuckle, and I looked up to see he was staring at me.

"Good morning Y/N." He said, giving me a lazy grin.

"Good morning Fred." I replied, leaning in to give him a kiss.

At that very moment, Lee came back from the bathroom, froze when he saw us kissing, and just turned back around to the bathroom, locking the door, and shouting.

"I CAN'T EVEN GO AND INTO MY OWN DORM WITHOUT BEING REMINDED HOW SINGLE I AM RIGHT NOW!" He whined as the bathroom door locked.

I giggled, and Fred let out another chuckle at Lee's dramatics.

"If you weren't so drunk last night, you could've kissed Padma, she was definitely checking you out before you lost the plot." I shouted to him, and I heard the door unlock, and Lee burst back into the room, sprinting to Fred's bed.

"Really?" He said eagerly, sitting down on the end of the bed.

"Yeah, I think you drank too much fire whiskey to notice though." I smiled at him, and his eyes shone with glee.

"Maybe we should talk about this over breakfast eh Lee?" Fred chimed in, as he swung an arm lazily around my shoulder, and Lee got the message, jumping up from the bed, scurrying back into the toilets, and shouting,

"Tell me when you're fully dressed and ready Y/N - I want to know everything about Padma Patil!" He yelled from behind the door, and I slowly stretched my arms out, and turned to look at Fred again.

"Take a picture Black, it'll last longer." He smirked at me.

"I will." I said, grabbing the old Polaroid camera from his bedside table that I'd given to him for his eighth birthday and had charmed to never run out of shots.

I clicked the button immediately, and captured the image of Fred half asleep, with a lazy grin on his face and messy bed hair, shirtless.

I was keeping this one for myself.

"Wow that boy is really attractive." Fred said peeking over my shoulder at the developed film.

"Yeah, my boyfriend's hotter though." I said, turned into around and slowly kissing him again, and I could feel him smiling as our lips touched.

"I CAN HEAR SILENCE WHICH MEANS SOMETHING IS HAPPENING. I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU TWO ARE HAVING A SHAG AND IN JUST BEHIND THIS DOOR I WILL MURDER YOU FRED WEASLEY!" Lee yelled, and we pulled apart.

"Better get dressed before Lee thinks we're making mini Weasleys." Fred sighed, grabbing his school shirt and tie.

"I wouldn't mind mini Weasleys..." I said, and Fred looked up with a face of delight.

"Really? You've thought about it?" He asked with a tone of pure joy.

"Of course I have! I'd want a girl, so you can spoil her rotten, and I know dad would adore a little granddaughter.." I began, before Fred wrapped his arms around me again, kissing my lips and cutting me off.

"But of course that is a long way off in the future Fred Weasley, because I am not mentally prepared for a child for at least another decade." I told him, and Fred gave a fake frown.

"AND DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME!" Lee shouted, once again interrupting the intimate scene.

"What about Lee?" Fred looked at me quizzically.

"We'll adopt him as our actual first child let's be honest - he's never going to grow up." I laughed, and so did Fred, as we both finished getting dressed.

Katie had left my uniform outside the door for me, obviously knowing where I'd gone off too. George wasn't in the dorm, so he was probably in mine with Angelina, Fred's other roommate had also not come back, so was probably somewhere else too. It was luckily it was the weekend, so it wasn't as stressful - even with Umbridge the road basically being in charge.

She'd began to put in rules, and had been targeting Fred and George with their prank and joke products, and to say they were annoyed would be an understatement.

It also wound up Fred how Umbridge had it out for me, and I had to calm him down a few times so he wouldn't lunge at her for the comments she made. But I couldn't afford losing Fred, or how angry Molly would be at him if he got expelled- even if it was for defending me. I could protect myself too, we just needed to find a way to get back at the road.

A few weeks ha dissed since the Halloween party and the morning after, and Umbridge had only been getting worse. Her rules and policies were so controlling and suffocating, and her detentions were becoming more common for students. I was probably one of the only students not to have received one so far, despite her grudge against me, due to the sheer amount of people I knew in Hogwarts.

Even most of the Slytherins liked me and I was a Gryffindor for crying out loud.

However my luck ran out, when a few weeks before Christmas m, I landed myself in detention. Me and Fred had been holding hands outside the Gryffindor common room, and Umbridge had seen. She'd recently put in a new policy, stating that:

'Boys and Girls are not permitted to be within 8 inches of one another.'

And just to make sure every new rule was loud and clear, she played them down all the corridors for a full day before introducing the next rule.

All the teachers thought it was ridiculous, and allowed us to sit next to boys on lessons, unless Umbridge came into our classes. I wasn't even in the same year as most of my main friends, so I couldn't sit next to Fred, but I didn't mind Harry's company during Charms - and dad's map did come in handy to warn Flitwick if Umbridge was making an unexpected visit.

She always seemed to do that in nearly all of Harry's classes.

Due to Fred and me breaking one of the millions of rules, Umbridge gave us detention. It turned out Fred had already received seven detentions that day, and they couldn't actually fit his weekly detentions into the time they had, so he just got away with an hour like me. I'd seen the scars and wounds from her awful quills on Fred's hands and arms - I'd healed them myself - so when I saw Fred's look of guilt and fear when she gave us detention at 7pm, I knew why.

"Shit this is all my fault Y/N." He muttered, as Umbridge walked away.

"No it's not Freddie - it takes two to hold hands you idiot." I teased, trying to lighten the mood, but it wasn't working. I could see how stressed and worried he was getting.

"I don't know what I'm going to do when I can see you getting hurt and I can't do anything about it though Y/N... I can't see you in pain." He began to say quickly, fear and worry washing over his face.

"Hey." I said, grabbing his hands and mailing himself stop walking and talking quickly.

"Hey." He gave me a weak smile.

"It's going to be fine Freddie. It's only one round, and you've been through way more than that in one night. Plus I'm a Black, I've got some strength. I don't need you to protect me either Freddie - I'm quite capable." I gave him a soft smile, before kissing his cheek, and holding his hands.

"Might want to be careful darling, don't want another detention." He gave a small laugh, and I smiled back at him.

"I think I can tolerate it if you're there with me."

Turned out, those quills stung like a bitch.

After one hour, my left hand was raw and painful with the words:

'I must have self control and be a proper young lady.'

If only Umbridge knew what I'd done during the summer, she'd know I'd never be able to be a proper young lady again.

I thought my hand was bad, until I saw Fred's when we were leaving. His hands were both scarred and barely recovering, despite the amount of ointments and healing products I'd been using on his hands.

"Oh god Freddie." I gasped as I reached out and gentle held his hands when we got back to the common room.

"Yeah a bit sore, but the pain isn't so bad when you're holding my hands." He gave me a sloppy grin.

"Uh Freddie, you are so cheesy." I rolled my eyes as I began casting non verbal healing charms.

"I know you love it really." He leaned closer, and gave me a quick peck on the lips, before leaving back in the sofa, and watched as his cuts began to close up and heal again.

"God Freddie, wait until I get that toad." I muttered with pure hatred in my voice.

"Not if I get her first Black." He grinned at her.

Our exchange was soon interrupted by Hermione, Harry and Ron entering, with the bushy haired girl in a complete huff.

"Glad to see you're cheerful 'Mione." I greeted the girl, and she gave me a forced smile, before looking down at both me and Fred's hands.

"Oh Lord! I thought Harry's hands were bad...." She looked in shock at Fred's hands, and then at mine.

"I just healed four days of his, and this was my first so apparently it's always the worst." I told her in a calm tone, and she shuddered at the thought of the quills.

Harry and Ron just stood there in silence and shock.

"There's... there's been others having the quills too?" Ron asked hesitantly, looking scared.

"Oh dear Ronald, if you cared to check up on your favourite brother once in a while, you'd know I'd been getting that wonderful quill for the past month at least." Fred tried to give him something to laugh about, but the trio all paled in further shock.

"It's happened to nearly all the Gryffindors now, and most of the other houses too, but she just has it out for us I guess." I shrugged, and Harry looked down at my hand with a sympathetic look.

"I can't believe she did that to you...does Sirius know?" Harry whispered.

"He threatened to burn her office to the ground if she gave me another detention, but he's meant to be in hiding, so he can't actually do anything." I sighed, and Harry simply nodded.

Hermione went back to pacing by the fireplace, as the four of us watched her trying to find a solution to the problem.

I rested my head against Fred's leg, and he reached to wrap a piece of my hair around his finger. I could see Hermione pause for a brief second to smile at our affection, but was soon distracted again by this dilemma we all faced.

"We need proper training...." She said, lookign out of the window.

And of course, it began to rain and thunder rumbled.

"Way to be dramatic." Fred whispered in my ear and I giggled quietly at his comment, he smirked at me as he lay back into the sofa, and I put my head against his leg again.

And Hermione came up with a plan that night, she was going to help protect us from Umbridge. Not just Gryffindor, but all the houses - even Slytherin (despite Ron's protests).

She somehow roped the reluctant Harry into being our teacher - he was the most experienced.

And we were to meet next week at the Hog's Head, a pub me and Fred had gone to last year and had made good friends with the owner Aberforth, he seemed to know who I was and enjoyed Fred's humour. It was a pretty empty pub and a good meeting place, and we'd recruit during the week.

That night, the DA was born.

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i know it's been a few weeks oop, but ya now personal life, exams being cancelled and the world got in the way, so i gave the gift of an extra long chapter :)

hope you appreciate it because this is the longest chapter I have ever written and published on my wattapad wowwww!!!

I'd like to say THANK YOU for 15K reads, that's incredible and insane! I haven't abandoned this story and have recently been so unmotivated to write anything new for it, but after writing this chapter, I have a new found inspiration- so expect some updates very soon!

Also like to say I've done 6 hours of online school today, I was writing this for an hour and it's now past midnight so I've obviously not proof read this.

I'm slowly editing the entire story for basic things like spelling mistakes o when autocorrect has decided to takeover, so if you re read the story and a few words are different that's why - but the plot hasn't changed whatsoever.

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and protective and soft Fred (he's my fave type of Fred) and of course our favourite boi

Anyways im going to sleep now be aus I have four essays due lolololol,

But yeah hope you're enjoying wonderful so far!