Red Ring | Weasley Twins

✔ Chapter 07: A Summer Day I

⚠️ NSFW AHEAD ⚠️

This occurs right after Chapter 6: Yule Ball.
If you have not read that yet, please do not proceed.

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       The summer after the terrible event that occurred during the Triwizard Tournament, rumors of Voldemort's return circulated around the Wizarding World. You haven't had much sleep since then, but when Mrs. Weasley had owled you to stay in the Burrow two weeks before the new school year, you jumped at the opportunity to unwind and spend time with Fred and George.

        It was well late into the night in the Burrow when you tossed and turned in your bed. You get out of bed carefully, making sure you don't wake Ginny, who is sound asleep in her own bed across the room, because you can't fall asleep and defeatedly admit you're wide awake. You take a step into the hallway after gently opening the door.

        Ginny had moved into Percy's bedroom on the second floor of the Burrow once he finally decided to live on his own. Across the hallway was Fred and George's room, and you notice the light seeping through the cracks of their door. You weren't surprised to see they were still awake. It was pretty normal for the two to stay up through the night just to experiment on their products, but as you passed by their door, your ears perk up at the sound of their muffled voices.

        "—Can't ask her to do that!" It was George.

        "Why not?" Fred retorts, shrugging at his brother. "I'm only merely suggesting it."

        "Because neither one of us has even slept with her!" George points out, pacing the room. "Besides we don't have any prior experience with these things."

        Fred cocks an eyebrow, his arms crossed in front of him. "You haven't."

        George stops in his tracks by the window to snap back, but instantly remembers Fred was the more experienced one out of the two of them. "Right. Angelina," he slowly says.

        "Angelina?"

        Fred and George jump back in surprise at your voice. You couldn't help but overhear their conversation outside the door, and yet you had no idea where you racked up the courage to enter their room in the middle of the night.

        "Oh, you're awake," George nervously says, trying to find the words as he looked back and forth at you and Fred. "Uh, we were just..."

        "You've slept with Angelina before?" you ask again, closing the door behind you, and curiously looking up at Fred who stood by his own bed.

        "Yeah. I mean, it wasn't anything serious," Fred casually answers. "It was all before we found out you were our soulmate."

        That was then you realise that Fred and George obviously had their own lives before you came in the picture. They were two years older than you, of course they'd know a thing or two when it came down to the intimate stuff. And you weren't jealous at the fact that Fred had slept with someone else. There was no point in getting emotional over something that happened before the three of you were together. You were however, suddenly shy for being the odd one out for not experiencing anything else but kissing.