"Where are we going?" Asked Arya smiling.
Fred grinned and grabbed Arya's hand, intertwining their fingers.
"Shall we go for a walk on the Quidditch pitch? I want to show you something special" Said leading her to the pitch.
Arya was confused but loved his enthusiasm.
Then they arrived.
"So? What did you want to show me?"
"I saw that you were really passionate about Quidditch and flying, so I thought it was a great idea share this hobby with you"
Oh no.

Fred pulled out two broomsticks.
"I made these myself. I wanted to teach you how to fly. I always admired your determination and passion for Quidditch. It's time for you to join me in the sky, Ary" Said smiling warmly.
Arya's face passed from suffering to softly.
"You made these?" Asked as he handed her her broom.
She looked at it, there was her name hand-engraved on it with a star near it.
"See, a star because you are the number one and because you like the skies"
He remembered the night they spent stargazing, and she blushed.
Fred was attentive to details.
Now there was a problem. Fly.
That's it, I'm gonna die.
"I can't wait to show you everything I love and share new experiences with you" Fred took her hand and leaded her to the quidditch field for some flying lessons.
"Let's start with the basics, I promise it'll be fun"
"Okay, I trust you"
He smiled softly and excited, then began showing her the proper technique for flying, teasing her a little when she wobbled.
"See, it's not too hard once you get the hang of it, just remember to keep your balance and always be aware of your surroundings"
Hard to say, but Arya was dying inside.
"Fred, I don't like flying"
"What?"
"I'm afraid! What if I fall?! We are too high"
He laughed.
"I'm here to catch you, don't worry"

They flew to the astronomy tower. After the private flying lesson, Arya was glad that she was alive.
"Never using a broom ever again"
"Oh, you did great for your first time, just need some more practice"
Arya giggled and Fred looked at her with a lovely smile.
"I like that"
"What?"
"The sound of you laughing, it makes me smile"
She blushed and he leaned closer.
"I love your contagious laugh, your adventurous spirit, and your brilliant mind. But most of all, I love that you bring out the best in me and make me a better person"
Arya's was now against the cold wall and it made her body shiver. Fred brushed her hair and caressed her cheek with his thumb, then he leaned closer and placed his soft lips on hers. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, as she ran her fingers through his soft hair.
It looked like the stars were aligned for them.
Fred tapped his tongue on her lips to have the access and deepened the kiss, with one hand he went under her shirt, caressing her back.
Arya blushed, not expecting that.
"Sorry, is it too much?" Asked Fred in a whisper.
"No..."
"If you want me to stop, just tell me"
Arya looked into his beautiful eyes, her heart beating fast.
"It's okay Freddie, we can keep going"
He smiled softly and kissed her, slowly moving to her neck and removing her shirt.
Arya didn't know exactly what to do, but was lead by the moment and took off his shirt too, caressing his soft chest. He pulled her closer and kissed her passionately, deepening the kiss and making the both of them moan softly.
"You make me feel like the luckiest man in the world" Whispered in her ear.
"Is that so? Show me then" Replied Arya biting his lips as he pulled her closer.
Fred smirked.
"Don't have to tell me twice, love"

And with that, the two of them made love under the starry sky, in a cold night, where the only warm could be found from their bodies. It was the first time for Arya and she was happy to have done it with a boy who cared about her and looked like he had real feelings for her.

It was now the weekend. No more lessons for two days, just relax and quality time. Fred and Arya were closer day by day, so he asked her for a trip to Hogsmeade, and of course she agreed.

It was the beginning of December and the streets were covered with white snow. It was very cold and Arya didn't like it. She couldn't bear winter because she always had cold hands and nose, and didn't like to get sick easily.
Fred seemed to notice because she was shaking, so he stopped.
Arya looked at him, confused.
"What's wrong?"
"Darling, you are freezing"
"No, I'm not..."
Fred took off his scarf and wrapped Arya's face with it.
She sniffed the scarf and blushed, the smell was the same she felt with amortentia. Then Fred freed her nose to let her breathe and she sneezed.
The redhead laughed.
"You look like a baby, it's so sweet"
She blushed and tried to warm up.
Fred held out his hands.
"I'll help you warm up"
"But then you will freeze"
He shook his head and grabbed her hands.
"Oh my Merlin. You were really freezing!"
Arya giggled, his hands were warm and looked like a human stove.
They intertwined their fingers and Fred placed a kiss on her palm, then they continued walking.

"We could go to Zonko's and try out new prank tools, firecrackers and other stuff. I have to refuel. Then we can head to honeyduckes, so we can buy toffee, I know you like them, right? And last but not least, at the Three Broomsticks to warm up with a butterbeer" Said leaning closer to the girl.
Arya smiled at him, it was very nice to see him remember little stuff about her.

When Fred entered Zonko's shop, his face lit up, like a child, he used some firecrackers around the place and almost burned Arya's face. They went out with a big bag of new pranking stuff, Fred wanted to show George too.
Then was time for honeydukes. There were shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets imaginable. Creamy chunks of nougat, shimmering pink squares of coconut ice, fat, honey-coloured toffees, there was a large barrel of Every Flavour Beans, and another of Fizzing Whizzbees. Along yet another wall were 'Special Effects' sweets: Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, splintery Toothflossing Stringmints, tiny black Pepper Imps, Ice Mice, peppermint creams shaped like toads, fragile sugar-spun quills and exploding bonbons.
Fred looked at her and squeezed her hand.
"Choose the one you like the most, it's on me"
Arya had always been an honest person, she didn't like being dependent on others or being a burden. No one had ever spoiled her and she didn't feel comfortable when someone wanted to do something for her.
She looked at the shelves and took two chocolate frog, one for her and one for Fred.
"Are you sure?"
Fred nodded.
"But are you sure you want only these two?"
"Yes, it's enough, thank you Freddie" Said smiling as he patted her head.
"Okay then"

Last place to visit was the Three Broomsticks.
They sat at a table, closer, and talked and laughed about everything like a real couple.
"I've always wondered why you hide your wand in your boot?" Asked Fred holding her hand and intertwining their fingers under the table.
Arya took her wand and showed it to him.
"It is much more practical and quicker to take, plus it is hidden"
Fred looked at it.
"It looks cool, what is it made of?"
Arya loved her wand, so was excited to show it to someone.
"It's Alder wood, with dragon core and slightly springy flexibility. When I was eleven, Ollivander looked excited, he said that alder is an unyielding wood, its ideal owner is not always stubborn or obstinate, but often helpful, considerate and most likeable. Whereas most wand woods seek similarity in the characters of those they will best serve, alder is unusual in that it seems to desire a nature that is, if not precisely opposite to its own, then certainly of a markedly different type. Of all wand types, alder is best suited to non-verbal spell work, whence comes its reputation for being suitable only for the most advanced witches and wizards"
Fred smiled.
"I guess he was right and it fits you perfectly, you are obstinate but also a kind and great person. And Ollivander was right, you are an advanced witch"
Arya blushed and placed her head on his shoulder.
"Are you still cold?" Asked the boy caressing her hand with his thumb.
"Just my nose tip"
Fred moved his face so his cheek covered her cold nose. She laughed. They both loved being silly and closer.
Everything was perfect.
Was.
Because Lee, George, Angelina and other two students entered the Inn. Before they could see them, Fred moved and released his grip on her hand.
Arya knew why and felt suddenly sad.

When the group saw Fred, they joined him.
Angelina and Fred started talking and the only thing Arya wanted to do was disappear.
She slowly slipped from the chair and tried to go away and go out without being noticed.
Luckily it worked.
Fred was too focused with the new group, or better say Angelina, and didn't notice.

Arya didn't show up for dinner, was in the common room, sat in front of the fireplace.
"Are you okay?"
She looked up with lucid eyes and saw Harry.
"Hey... I'm good"
"You don't look good" Said the boy sitting next to her and looking at the warm fire.
"You can tell me everything"
Arya hid her face between her knees.
"Why am I not good enough?" Said in a whisper.
Harry frowned.
"You must be kidding. You are perfect in any way possible, and I don't say it because I still feel something for you, but because it's true, everyone knows!"
She giggled.
"I don't think so"
"Whoever let you think the opposite, is a stupid who didn't value you enough"
Arya looked at the fire with a serious face.
"People think that I'm smart and an advanced witch, with a natural talent and a great personality, but I'm not. I can't love in the right way, I'm just delusional and I believe too much in stuff that end up hurting me"
Harry wrapped an arm around her and smiled softly, as she placed her head on his shoulder.
"Maybe you don't see it, but there are a lot of things that I like about you. As your eyes that light up and sparkle when you're passionate about something, your smile that brings warmth and happiness to everyone around you, your strength and determination to fight for what you believe in. I see a kind, loyal, and beautiful person, that's why I like you so much. And I was a stupid for letting you go"
Arya smiled.
"Thanks Harry"
"And I know that you like Fred right now, but-"
"Don't worry about it... I guess things don't work out for us. I was a stupid"
So she told everything to him.

"But what we had looked real, it wasn't like he was acting but more as he had feelings. Maybe he feels something for me, but since he's not good in relationships he is afraid to tell me... Or I'm just one of the list"
"Arya, it seems like you have incompatible desires when it comes to your relationship with Fred. It might be best to consider if this type of situation is truly fulfilling for you in the long run. Sometimes we have to prioritize our own feelings and well-being over someone else's... Have you thought more about what you truly want in a relationship?"
She looked up at him.
"I want what Fred and I have, I don't want him to move back and act like nothing in front of people because our situationship is private. I want to be happy"
Harry nodded.
"I guess you know what to do. If he doesn't feel the same way, is better if you stop, it's hurting you"
Harry was right.

Fred entered the common room. Arya was reading an old book about alchemy and he walked to her.
"Hey! You left your chocolate frog at the Three Broomsticks!"
"Thanks" Said not even looking up at him.
Fred raised an eyebrow.
"Are you okay?"
"Sure, why?"
"I didn't see you at dinner, and apparently you disappeared this afternoon"
"Oh, so you noticed"
"What?"
"I thought you were too focused on Angelina to notice someone like me" Said as she stood up.
"I don't know why are you acting so jealous" Said Fred serious.
"I'm not. It's just... I don't like it. One moment you are so nice to me, and then you act all kind snd funny with Angelina"
"And? She's my friend. I can do what I want, it's not like we are in a relationship or there is something between us, so stop being so annoying and let me do what I want!"
Arya was shocked and hurt by his words.
Apparently it was just an illusion.
He didn't like her, he never had feelings.
He was just acting for all this time.
"Don't worry, you are free to do what you want"
She didn't let him time to reply because headed to her room.

Arya felt pain in her chest as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Hermione entered the room and run to her.
"Oh, Ary, what happened?"
"I was a fool, I'm sorry"