"Welcome to the first match of the year and season - Slytherin versus Gryffindor!" Lee shouted enthusiastically through his wand, and chants and cheers began to come from the stands circulating the pitch.

"And here they come! Gryffindor's captain Angelina Johnson, currently dating beater George Weasley and when I tell you they make it clear that they're dating I mean it, you should see the way the k...." Jordan began to ramble, before McGonagall used her across of parchment to lightly hit him on the head.

"Ow professor! Okay erm... and there's the radiant Alicia Spinnet, flying next to the other Gryffindor beater Fred Weasley! He's basically married to the girl next to me Y/N Black! I wouldn't be surprised if they got married by the end of the year they're like an old couple already all loved up and-"

"Lee Jordan! Must I tell you again?" McGonagall yelled, her voice projecting across the pitch and making the stands chuckle.

"Erm yes sorry professor..." Lee mumbled, quickly beginning to introduce the rest of the Gryffindor team, and the the Slytherin team with far less enthusiasm.

"Let the game begin!"

Slytherin had lost against Gryffindor, with Harry catching the snitch and beating Malfoy. By the time I'd reached the pitch to congratulate Fred, something had occurred.

I walked over to see Draco being punched by George and Harry, his face covered in blood and whimpering, and Fred being held back by two of the chasers, and yelling and trying to fight off the people restraining him.

"Fred! Calm down! What's going on?" I said, rushing over to him and seeing the fire in his eyes die down once I came into his line of vision.

"Malfoy." He spat, nodding over to where George and Harry were still beating Draco.

"Y/N take Fred away to the castle. Apparently Flint told Umbridge and she's coming down right now, I need to stop these boys before she bans us all from Quidditch!" Angelian shouted, before making her way back into the crowd where Draco lay being beaten to a pulp.

The walk back the castle was quiet, with Fred scowling at his feet and me trying to make sure a familiar pink road didn't appear and take him away.

"Do you want to tell me what wound you up?" I said softly, grabbing hold of Fred's hand and rubbing circles into his palm.

"He said stuff about mum...." Fred said, but just jaw was clenched and his fists were rolled up, and I knew he was trying to keep his anger to a minimum with me.

"What did he say?" I asked, and Fred looked at me with so much pain and anger in his eyes.

"He said she was ugly, and that we are poor." He muttured, and turned away to focus back into the castle ahead.

"That foul got. I'll hex him to oblivion and he can't touch me because I'm his bloody cousin." I said quickly, but was cut off by Fred grasping both of my hands.

"Does it ever bother you?" He said desperately, and my brows furrowed in confusion.

"What bothers me?" I asked.

"That I don't have any money. I can't give you pretty gifts or nice things" He sighed, looking at his feet in disappointment.

"It bothers me you let Draco get to you, but I have never even thought about that before. Because I don't need pretty presents when I have you Freddie." I smiled at him, and he turned and gazed into my eyes.

"Really?" He asked, almost shocked at my answer.

"Really." I giggled at his face, before grabbing his hand and guiding him up the path past Hagrid'a hit, back to the castle.

"Let's get you cleaned up Freddie." I said, never letting go of his hand until we got to the hospital wing.

"What would I do without you Y/N?" He smiled at me, and bent his head down to kiss me, our lips nearly touching.

"No! Absolutely none of that in my hospital wing!" Madame Pomferey exclaimed, coming out of her office.

"Sorry Miss." I giggled, and she gave me a small smile.

"I suggest you find somewhere more private for your actions - don't want you to go traumatising first years Miss Black." She said, before shutting her door, leaving me and Fread alone.

"Would you like to go somewhere more private Y/N?" Fred teased, wriggling his eyebrows up and down, making me burst out laughing.

"Not with you looking like that! Go take a shower and I'll meet you in the common room in an hour." I smiled at him, and Fred began to leave the hospital wing.

"Are you not coming darling?" He asked, turning around to look at me in confusion.

"I'm going to have to help clean up your dearest brother and Harry too! I'll see you in an hour Freddie." I explained, and he simply nodded before leaving the wing.

I sat down on the pristine white sheets of one of the empty hospital beds, waiting for the boys to be rushed in, and begin helping to heal them.

I could only dread to imagine what Umbridge had for their punishment.