crashing down // Fred Weasley

Weasley Nine

The next day everyone woke up on their own time, no one needed to do anything or prepare anything. They could all have some sort of lay in, even though Molly was up and ready for eleven. She was too excited about how Charlie was coming to visit, not until four though but she insisted on cleaning the house and baking cookies for his return so it was only right everyone helped out.

"Anything you want me to do Mrs Weasley." Sophie asked, she was the first one to wake up and heard Molly cluttering around from the bedroom trying to make everything neat and tidy.

"For one my dear." She crossed her arms. "Stop calling me that, it's Molly." She laughed. "And please, if you don't mind could you dust the fireplace for me please?"

Sophie smiled sweetly before taking the duster off of her. "Course i can." She said and made her way from the kitchen into the living room and began dusting away.

She admired the clock for a second, it had been moved above the fireplace. Sophie always liked that clock it was a strange one really. Each head was a spoon with one of the Weasley members on it. Ron, Ginny, Percy, Bill and who she presumed to be Charlie had one of their own whilst Fred and George shared one. They seemed to share a lot of things around the house but they didn't seem to mind. The other two handles held Mr and Mrs Weasley. Each hand was on a different word telling you where each member was so Mr Weasleys said 'work' whilst Charlie's said 'travelling' and everyone else's was stood right underneath 'home.'

After dusting around the clock for a while Sophie moved to the actual mantlepiece where Mrs Weasley kept many baby pictures of each of her children. She had seen ones of Ron with little toy bears and the twins with their brooms. She had also saw one of Ginny sat at the kitchen table crying whilst her brothers teased her. And the best thing was, they all moved. Sophie admired them for a while; The Weasleys.

What would it have been like for her and Harry actually growing up together, with a proper family. That thought kept popping into Sophie's head whilst she was cleaning, she tried and tried to push it away but it just kept springing back. Ignoring it as best as possible Sophie continued to clean, now wasn't the time to be jealous.

"Cute wasn't they." Molly chuckled from behind the girl, she had stopped cleaning for a second to look at another baby picture of the twins.

"How did you ever tell them apart?" Sophie asked placing the picture back down.

"Now isn't really as hard i suppose i just know really." Molly said. "But when they were little it was nearly impossible until one of them said something stupid. Most likely to be Fred though, George was always the more, rational one i suppose."

"Still is." Sophie laughed.

"I have noticed my boy always looking happy when your in the room." Molly smiled. "Anything you know about?"

"They went to the Yule ball mum." George laughed entering the living room. "You didn't have to see that." He squinted his eyes at the 'embarrassing' picture and faced it down.

"Don't be silly George." Sophie laughed lifting the picture back up. "You were a cute baby, what happened?" She joked.

"We're twins!" Fred shouted from the kitchen making everyone laugh.

"Told you." Molly hummed leaving the living room.

A while after Sophie had finished cleaning she had offered help to Molly in the kitchen and whilst it was three, Molly should really have headed off. She was meeting Charlie in London. So with Sophie's offer, she handed her a recipe book and set off to meet her son.

Sophie smiled to herself slightly gathering the ingredients. She was making something easy, just chocolate chip cookies so it wasn't something too hard for her. She had began to whisk around the dough when she was joined in the kitchen.