Fearless Love (Fred Weasley x OC Fanfiction)

two: the deal

The first ginger to see me was Ginny. Her smile lit up and she ran out of the house. She jumped into my arms.

"I missed you so much," she stated.

"I missed you too, Gin."

It wasn't long after my dad brought my trunk in the house, two twins ran out and tackled me to the ground.

I could barely see anything with their long red locks hanging in my face. I tried to push them off of me, but they were much stronger than me. "Will you two get off so I can breathe?" They got off of me and pulled me back up so I was standing. They looked at me like everyone else had for the past couple of weeks. "Stop that."

"What?" George asked.

"Stop looking at me like I'm some fragile vase ready to break. I'm fine and I want to be treated like no one ever died. Just... try not to bring him up please," I pleaded.

"We promise," Fred said while bringing me in for another hug. "Let's go set up your stuff, yeah?"

I nodded and walked into the house to be greeted by the rest of the Weasleys. I saw Molly, Arthur, and Ron. Before I got to talk to any of the other Weasleys, my dad came and said goodbye to me.

"Oh Adelaide, dear. How are you?" Molly asked while pulling me in for a warm hug.

"I'm alright. Molly, thank you for letting me stay with you all. It means so much to me."

"Oh please. We love having you here. You're a Weasley at heart." I couldn't help, but smile at Molly's kind words. I said hello to Ron and Arthur before Fred and George pulled me upstairs.

Once George closed the door, we all sat on his bed for about two minutes in silence until Bill and Charlie came in. "Where's our girl?" Charlie asked."

"She's not your girl," Fred hollered.

"Have you made her yours yet?" Bill asked with a smirk. My face was as red as all of their hair and so was Fred's. "That's what I thought. Come on, love," Bill stuck out his hand for me to grab, and I did.

"Where are you taking her exactly?" George asked.

"Just to catch up," Charlie grinned.

I think Bill could tell I was unsure about going with them, so he threw me over his shoulder. I yelped and hit his back in a playful manner. "Bill, put me down."

"I will, love."

After going up a couple flights of stairs, we entered Bill's room. It looked a lot different than Fred and George's. He had much less posters and the colors displayed were much darker. Bill laid me down on his bed, but made sure he hovered over me for a few seconds.

"So, I guess you're wondering why we brought you in here?" Charlie asked.

"To catch up?" I asked hoping that was the answer.

"Yes and no," Bill said. "First off, how are you with everything?"

"I'm fine. I try not to think about it, and I don't most days," I responded.

"That's good," Charlie said. "It'll get easier."

"I'm hoping it does."

"Do you remember that girl I dated in my sixth year?" Bill asked.

"Think so. Didn't she die?" I asked bluntly.

"Yeah, want to know how I got over it?" Bill asked.

"I'm scared for the answer, but yes," I responded.