What has changed?

Chapter four

Bill, Charlie and Percy must have arrived as we were in our bedroom, because the three of them were now sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace.

I ran up to Bill and he pulled me in a tight hug. „Hey little one." he mumbled and smiled.

Bill is like a big brother to me and we always had a strong bond since I was a baby, he sometimes looked after me although he was still pretty young too.

„Get out of the kitchen Ron, we're all hungry!" I heard Mr. Weasley yelling as I pulled out of Bill's tight grip. „Yeah get out of the kitchen, Ron!" the twins repeated. „Feet of the table!" He now yelled to Fred and George. „Feet of the table!" they repeated again.

I couldn't help but laugh.

We all just hung out for a few hours, we talked, we laughed and the most important (Ron would agree) we eat together.

I started doing the dishes, because with all these males in here, nobody would voluntarily do them, I thought.

But to my surprise two big, veiny hands started grabbing some plates next to me. I lifted my head and saw Fred standing like two feet away from me.

„Can I help you?" he asked softly.

„It would be great." I responded with a smile on my face. He stepped closer to me and I noticed for the first time, how good he smelled.

It is the smell of cinnamon, fireworks and a small amount of light perfume.

We finished doing the dishes, while talking about the match, that is going to take place today's evening.

We all started to get ready to go. Because dad told us that we are leaving in an hour.

„Y/n!" „We need your help?" I heard the twins yelling.

I walked in their room and both of them were sitting on one of the beds.

„How can I help you boys?" I asked.

„Can you paint our faces?" they said at the same time.

„Of course, everything for you guys." I said sarcastically.

I sat down in between the boys and they handed me green and white face paint. The first one was George, „You are tickling me!" he giggled. „Hold still." I said laughing.

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„Ready." I said after a while and he jumped up and ran in the girls room to look in the mirror. „Brilliant, thanks Jones." He yelled.

I turned my head in Fred's direction. I grabbed his face to get a better grip to put the paint on. I started painting his cheeks. He looked me straight in my eyes and I felt my face getting warm. Why am I blushing again?

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Fred's POV

We looked at each other and I saw her blushing. I started smirking, because I like the fact that I made her blush. She put her head down, trying to hide it.

I reached for her face and put my fingers gently onto her chin, forcing her to look back up.

I stared at her beautiful y/e eyes. And mentioned her breathing getting slowly heavier.