Fred groaned in frustration as he looked over in the halls. They weren't crowded, seeing that breakfast was still going on. But Harry had managed to be there soon after Fred and George finished their breakfasts.

"What's that matter Freddie?" George asked, looking down the hallway.

His eyes stopped, and glanced at his twin.

"Is it Harry? What's wrong with him? Did the prank backfire?" He questioned, his eyes focusing on Fred's extremely noticeable blush.

"N-no." He stammered, and, if even possible, blushed brighter.

George chuckled softly.

"What did you do?" He asked, smirking.

Fred bit his lip.

"I became his friend?" He stated questioningly.

George rose an eyebrow, but made no comment.

Finally, he sighed. "If you say so." He then paused, looking at Harry.

"It's okay to be gay you know." George told his twin before jogging down the hall. "What?!" Fred exclaimed, his cheeks turning as red as his hair.

George only waved and jogged to his class.

This left Fred behind. Making him feel quite alone as he looked back.

Wrong move.

Because Harry was there.

"Fred, can you help me? I can't remember which way herbology is." Harry admitted shyly. Fred took a look at him, smiling.

"Sure. It's right by my next class!" He lied, placing a hand in Harry's shoulder as he started to lead him to his class that was halfway across the school. And a good 15 minutes by running from his class.

Oh well, Fred decided. It's better to be with Harry and be late than to not be with him and come to class in time.