His Love [Fred Weasley x Reader]

34) Snowball fights and fairy lights

Y/'s POV

The next day we were all greeted with vary cheerful Sirius singing carols once again while trying to cook breakfast. Molly quickly took over the cooking when he accidentally sent toast on fire after getting caught up in song.

Fred, George and I expected that Molly would make us clean the house again, but the only task we had for today was to decorate the Christmas tree and where it was but I didn't really hear that part because I zoned out. And considering that it'll only take us less than an hour we agreed to do it later today.

"Want to have snowball fight?" I asked twins as we sat in their room bored out off our minds after Molly scolded at us when we tried to prank Ron.

"You're thinking about creating a snow in the house?" Fred sat up and waved his wand, small snowflakes fell gently on floor out of it.

"That would probably be the last thing we did if your mum finds out." I said.

"So, what do you have in mind then?" George raised eyebrow.

"We can sneak out and go to the park near my house. Mum and I always made snowmen there when I was little."

"Lead the way, sweetness." Fred got up from his bed and extended his hand.

Poking our head out of the room we made sure that no one was in the hallway. We put on our coats, hats and scarf.

"Okay where's that park?" George asked.

"It'll be my pleasure to take you there." I said and hooked my arms with theirs. I spun in spot and apperated us in park I grew up at.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" I said looking around the park which was vacant at the moment. The park was always incredibly beautiful on winter. With a soft snow covering the ground and fairy lights adorning the trees.

"It really is." Twins said looking around.

"Your mum took you here every year?" Fred asked.

"Yeah. Sometimes our cousins would come as well if they happen to be celebrating with us." I said.

I felt a snowball hit me on back and I heard George laughing behind me. Fred, too, got shot. "You losers need to wake up. This is war zone now."

"Oh, it sure is." Fred bent down to pick up the snow, causing George to stop laughing and run away.

As Fred was focused on making a huge snowball I took my opportunity and launched my snowball on the back of his head. Fred head shot up as the snow collided with his skull.

"Love," he mockingly gasped. "Are you betraying me as well?"

"Like he said, Freddie, this is a war. We're all on our own." I said, throwing one more snowball in his face and running away in the opposite direction than George.

"You'll both pay me for this!" Fred shouted.

I laughed and hid behind one of the trees. I started making enough snowball in case one of them comes near. Looking around I didn't notice anyone. I started wondering if Fred ran after George until snowball hit me in face.

Clearing the snow of my face I picked up my own snowballs, ready to throw them. I haven't notice neither of the twins near me. I heard George yelling from the other end of the park.

"Fred you can't bewitch snowballs to go under my sweater!" He yelled and thankfully there was still no muggles around.

"You didn't say I couldn't!" Fred yelled back. I sneaked behind the tree near the twins and threw snowballs at each of them.