Wonder Wizards (Fred/George Weasley x Reader)

Gotcha

The rest of the evening consisted of Fred and George laughing about how the bang snaps will "Never get old", and how "You make it so easy for us, Y/N". You never usually pranked them back in revenge, but they were messing around with you a bit much for your liking this summer.

After a hearty dinner cooked by Molly, you and Ron played a couple of rounds of wizard chess. You were one of the only people who Ron didn't have to criticise or babble on about how you weren't playing right. He used to bore you half to death when you first became friends, but he laid off once you built skill. You decided to call it a night once you'd won four games each, which didn't take very long at all considering you were both quite talented at wizard chess.

You packed up the chess board and grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen before hurrying upstairs to Ron's room. He had offered to read some more of 'Treasure Island', but you politely declined. Instead deciding to start your first letter of the summer to your parents, well to your father for now.

You would send a couple of letters back and forth every holiday you spent at the Weasleys, just to keep a tab on home. Your barn owl was called Olive, and she was your second best friend. She would listen to you so intently when you talked to her, you could tell her anything (she knew things even Ron didn't).

You spared your father the details of the twins torment, he had heard it all before. "You talk about those boys as if they're some teenage crush", your father would tell you. Your parents were certain the boys liked you, which was why they would victimise you so often. You on the other hand saw them as massive pains in the arse who will only ever be massive pains in the arse.

You finished penning your letter, giving Olive a few treats and head scratches before sending her on her way to Cheshire. Slumping back in the chair you ran your fingers through your hair, clasping your hands behind your neck as you looked out at the twinkly night sky. "You coming to bed?", Ron interrupted the silence.

"Oh, yeah... sorry", you mumbled, "Lost in thought". Chuckling, you arose from the chair and settled into bed. You and Ron slept top and tail, spooning each other felt like a bit much even for you two. "You didn't have to stay here, you know. If you miss your parents so much I mean", Ron murmured. You playfully pushed his cheek with your foot, "And spend the whole summer making pots and plates?", you giggled.

"That sounds like a summer well spent to me", Ron answered. "You would miss me too much", you laughed back at him. He slapped your foot away as you went to poke his face again, "I would not, we might actually get some peace around here". You sat bolt right up and gasped dramatically, throwing a pillow at him as you exclaimed, "How dare you Ronald Weasley!".

He beamed at you before sitting up and whacking you across the face with his pillow. Clutching your cheek and mouth agape, you challenged "Are we doing this?". He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head in response, "Oh it's on, Y/N". Before he could finish his reply you grabbed a pillow and dived down next to his bed.

Ron was now up on his knees, calculating when you'd lift your head up before swinging his pillow at you again. Dodging his attack, this gave you opportunity to swat him around the head instead. The old pillows could only take such a small beating before feathers started to fly everywhere. You tried to stand up to get away but Ron seized the hem of your pyjama shirt. "Oh no you don't", he snarled before pulling you towards him.

You caught yourself ahead of falling face first onto the mattress. You interlocked hands with one another, both trying to force the other back. You advanced forwards, your knees now propped up on the bed the same as Ron. You were both baring your teeth at one another, trying not to burst out laughing.