Random but this character jumped into my head and made me writes this for her own amusement.

Disclaimer: Ha! Yeah right!

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"Come on Artemis!" Fred pleaded for about the fifth time, "Tell me who you fancy!"

"I really don't see why you care so much Fred!" the woman next to him responded.

The two were sitting in the library at a table towards the back. Fred was half-way out of his chair, leaning over a woman with spiky blonde hair. Artemis was trying to make her lesson plan for the semester but that was mission impossible with Fred there practically breathing down her neck. Artemis blushed slightly as she realized how close they actually were. 'I should have stayed in my office and never answered that owl Fred sent'

"I'll break you down sooner or later!" he declared, "Sure Freddie, sure," she said and once again turned back to her papers, Fred scowled; he hated being called Freddie especially by Artemis because he liked it when she said it.

Fred sat back in his chair and watched her work. He knew she was busy trying to get ready for her class and he knew his visit would inconvenience her but that was the half the fun. Artemis was the new Charms professor seeing as Flitwick had finally retired and she was a nervous wreck; the new term started next month and this was her first real teaching job.

He was proud of his friend; she had always wanted to be part of the staff at Hogwarts and she had excelled at Charms during school. She had also been Fred and George's main accomplice in their pranks and Fred was sad to admit that he fancied his best friend since second year. She was spirited, extremely smart and sarcastic, but she was also very kind and loyal. The Slytherins had hated her. She hadn't exactly been popular during school, but she hadn't been a wallflower either; hanging with George and him made sure of that. She also wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world but she wasn't ugly with her pixie-like nose and slightly crooked mouth and her slanted green eyes;she just didn't try to attract attention to herself. She had been a great asset during the war. It had been 6 years since the Final Battle and obviously the light side had won. Fred snapped out of his thoughts and realized he had been silent for ten minutes; that wouldn't do at all would it?

He leaned forward again and opened his mouth…

"No Fred, I will not tell you," 'How does she always do that?'

"Why not?" he asked exasperated

"Tell me why you want to know," she responded.

"I have to make sure he deserves you," he said with a smile, she looked at him shocked.

"Fred," she whispered, "I'm not that special,"

"I disagree," Fred disagreed, "Now please tell me!"

Her blush and smile disappeared, "I'll go back to my office right now and lock you out Fred Weasley!"

"Tell me who you fancy and I'll leave you alone,"

"I'm surprised you haven't tried using magic yet if you're so adamant about this,"

"Where's the fun in that? Especially when torturing you is so much more effective at getting under your skin," the red-head smirked.

They were silent for a moment but with Fred this can't last long.

"Is it George?"

"No, he's my friend"

"You could still fancy him even if he was your friend,"

"Touché, but if that were the case; I'm closer to you than George."

He tried not to look to excited about that comment and continued his detective work.

"Is it Harry Potter?"

"No, he's younger than me" So she goes for guys the same age, good.

"Percy?"

She looked him straight in the eyes, "Ew."

"I'm relieved to hear that," he smiled,

"And it's not Charlie or Bill or your cousin Wilhelm either" he saw a flicker of a smile as she scribbled something onto the parchment.

"I don't have a cousin Wilhelm," he smirked

"So? This whole interrogation is crazy!"

"You're dealing with me so of course it will be and if you just told me already, I could be out of your hair," he saw her anger rising; he probably should have let her work, too late.

"No Fred, I will not tell you who I fancy!" she stood up abruptly.

"Be quiet!" Madame Pince whispered loudly to them. Artemis gathered up her things and rushed into the corridor; Fred followed.

"Please!"

"No Fred,"

"Come on, I'll give you a discount at our shop,"

"You already do that, and bribery won't work anyway," she smirked.

"Is he handsome?" he asked, her walk slowed and a secretive smile worked its way across her features; "Yes, he's very handsome,"

"What's he like?"

"He's funny, that's for sure; he's also very clever, almost evil in a way. He's one of the kindest guys I've ever met." All this was said in that same quiet voice and Fred tried to push away how much it turned him on. He was walking slightly behind her and he admired her wardrobe. She always dressed strangely but it always worked for her. If anyone else had tried wearing her clothes, they would have looked like a joke.

Today, she was wearing a gray cashmere sweater that looked unbelievably soft and a red corduroy skirt. "Sounds like a great guy, what's his name?"

"Fred, please just drop it," she looked at the floor sadly and he noticed but didn't comment on it.

Maybe he had died in the war? No, then why had she been walking around all lovey-dovey when no one was looking?

They finally reached her quarters; she stood hugging her books to her chest, her back to Fred, "Why do you need to know so suddenly?"

Fred surprised himself by saying, "So I can beat him up for nabbing my girl" he froze and waited for her reaction with wide eyes. She whipped around and set everything on the floor as a distraction. As she stood up she giggled; that giggle turned into a chuckle which turned into complete hysterical laughter. He had just admitted his feelings and she was laughing?

A few moments later Artemis composed herself and looked into Fred's eyes, "Would you seriously punch yourself?" she asked her eyes were sparkling, he looked at her confused as his brain tried to process the new information.

She shook her head, grabbed his chin, and kissed him gently. She pulled away and smirked, "If you're still wondering, the guy I fancy is you,"

"I think I got it," he smiled, his arms circled her waist and he pulled her in for another kiss.

A few hours later George congratulated the new couple as they walked into the twin's shop. Fred smiled at his brother, "You were right George, the annoying romance technique really works!"

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