solemnly mine ▫️ g.f.w

f o r t y - s e v e n

As time went on it seemed as if the world we once knew became darker and darker. The alley was no longer full. The only people who walked around were those who were inhabitants of the place. Those who kept it running and clean. Children no longer ran the streets and adults no longer wandered about. It seemed as if there was one dementor put over our world to suck all the happiness and joy right out of it. No one on the streets bared to sherd a smile or a single laugh unless you were inside the shop.

The twins were working double-time just to bring some happiness back. To get those into their shop, but nothing seemed to work. The shop was still emptier than ever. It pained me to watch the boys wake up every morning and still get ready to go down. Hoping that one little boy or girl would walk into the shop and buy something to spread some cheer. But soon that hope was demolished like a frying pan squashing a fly.

The only thing they had going for them was the fact that owls from all over our world were constantly flying in with new orders. So that kept them busy for a while until they needed more help. So most mornings I would roll out of bed with George and get ready. Head down and continue where I left off as Fred and George sorted out the orders that needed to be packaged and sent that day.

It became tough work. Running around the shop. Mesmerizing where everything was and what needed to go into each and every box. There were times that I stayed down there well after the boys just to get ahead of the game since they were so popular. Most nights not getting to bed well after George and feeling stressed. Laying there hopeless as he slept peacefully and not wanting to wake him with my needs. Some nights disappearing into the bathroom just to take care of it myself.

"Where is she at?" I heard Fred ask George as I was up on the second floor grabbing some fainting fancies for the packages I was working on.

"I'm up here!" I shouted, hearing them come walking up the stairs.

"How many packages have you done today?" Fred exclaimed.

"About thirteen," I sighed as I ran my finger through my hair. Feeling absolutely exhausted.

"I told you," George pestered.

"What's up?" I asked them, setting the Fainting Fancies I had in my hands down in the box by my feet.

"Well, we have been thinking," Fred began as he looked over towards George.

"And since you have been helping us out so much with everything around here we wanted to ask you," George followed as the two of them looked back over towards me.

"Well more George on one part than I but," Fred protested.

"Would you like to move in with us officially?" George asked with a smile on his face.

"And work for us as well?" Fred asked.

"You want me to live with you and work with you?" I asked both of them.

"Well officially," Fred said, "You've already been so much help already, it felt right. And we were looking into hiring someone to help out with the store and you're the perfect fit."

"Then yes. I would love to work with you boys and live with you," I giggled. George quickly came over and gave me a huge hug. Lifting my feet off the ground just for a mere second as I felt the weight of the world be lifted off my shoulders.

"I don't know why you're hugging him. It was my idea to ask you," Fred pouted as George set my feet back down.

"Would you like a hug Freddie?" I teased him as I held my arms open to him.

"Duh," He said as he quickly hugged me back. He as well picking me up off the ground. I always loved a hug from the Weasley twins when I was younger. The fact of them being way taller than me and able to lift my feet off the ground. Just made me feel a bit better with them as my friends.