Summary
'Oh come on F, we've done our dares,' Sophia smirked, her light brown eyes glinting beautifully in the soft candle light of the room. That was how this all started, but I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Fred Weasley and this is how I ended up in a broom cupboard with possibly the most evil girl to walk the corridors of Hogwarts. [Not working on it at the moment]