Although you were close friends with the Weasley twins, you weren't very good at pranking or anything of the sort. Even though you were pretty terrible when it came to helping them with their pranks you did want to do your own.

You were happy being their friend but deep down you felt something more for one of the twins and you did wish that you would be able to impress him with something that he does love. It was probably a rather terrible idea, as whenever you attempted to help with pranks things never went well but you wanted to impress him.

A prank had been set up knowing that the twins would be on the way there soon, although they would not be the target. As you waited for the target and preferable audience to turn up, your whole plan began to fall apart. Nothing you had originally planned went to pass. With several explosions and you losing your balance, you were terrified as to what was happening as none of it was meant to happen.

Keeping your eyes slammed shut you hoped it would all end quickly, that if there would be pain it was fade soon. However the only thing you felt were arms wrapped around you, pulling you away from the carnage.

"You alright?" You heard the mellifluous voice you enjoyed listening to.

"Yeah," you whispered opening your eyes to see the two redheaded boys you called your friends.

George pushed some of your hair from your face before pulling at your yellow and black tie to tidy it up a little.

"Were you trying to recreate that prank we did last month?" George asked as Fred went to make sure everyone avoided the mess you had caused along with an attempt to tidy it up.

"Yeah. It didn't really go well though," you sighed, looking at the floor feeling shameful for not being able to share the things he loved.

He chuckled, using a hand to raise your head so that you were forced to look him in the eye.

"Don't be stupid," he chuckled. "That was rather impressive for a newbie."

You smiled softly, biting your lower lip. "Thanks. I'm sorry that I messed up though."

"It's alright," he smiled. "You just need a little practice. And I'll happily help you."

"You don't have to do that," you sighed.

George's arm wrapped around your shoulders in a friendly and caring manner. He couldn't help but laugh at your timid demeanour.

"Luckily I enjoy spending time with you, and I'd very much enjoy spending more time with you."

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Written by Charlotte.

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