intriguing (fred weasley x fem! reader)

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Joke Shop

*TW: SLIGHT SMUT/TEASING/SLIGHT DEGRADATION*

*Y/N's POV*

     Again, I was fanning the soot from the air and coughing. I moved to step out from between the twins, when Fred pulled me back, his hands coming over my eyes.

     "Fred," I chuckled, "What're you doing?"

     "We told you that this was going to be a surprise, so keep your eyes closed, darling," he chuckled near my ear.

     I laughed, "You can take your hands off my eyes, they're closed."

     "They better be, or I might have to blindfold you," I could feel the smirk on his face, "Don't blush too hard, Lestrange."

     "Oh, shut up," I flung my hand out, luckily hitting his shoulder.

     "Okay, okay," he teased as he put his hands on my waist, helping me to step out of the fireplace.

     "Where the hell are we?" I asked as I kept my eyes squeezed shut. The room felt fairly big and tall from how far we were walking and our steps echoing.

     "Just a little bit further, darling, we're nearly there," Fred continued to guide me.

     I giggled, "Nearly where?" 

      I felt Fred's hands leave my waist, "You ready?"

    "I guess so," I chuckled as I could feel Fred back away.

     "Open your eyes!" Fred and George announced.

     My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the bright lights of the building I was in. It was adorned in bright colors, mainly orange and purple. The high shelves on every level were stacked with all different types of products. It looked like a toy box had exploded inside the building.

      "Where the bloody hell are we?" I asked, looking around at the various products.

    "Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes," they answered in sync.

     "What?" I gasped, "Are you serious?"

     "Yup, just signed the papers," George grinned.

     My shocked expression fell into a smile as I threw my arms around both the tall boys' necks, kissing each of their cheeks repeatedly, "Congratulations! I'm so bloody proud of you!" I pulled away, both of them blushing scarlet as I turned back to admire the shop, "But, how? Where did you get the money?"

     "Keep it between us, yeah?" George asked.

     "Of course," I nodded.

     "Harry gave us his winnings from the Triwizard Tournament," Fred answered, "Felt guilty keeping it after what happened."

     "Harry did that for you?" I smiled, "You two are probably going to be in debt to him the rest of your lives," I joked.

     "Don't worry, we've already told him he could get any product he wants, free of charge," Fred explained.

      "Good," I nodded, "So, who else have you shown?"

     "You're the first," Fred smiled.

     "Well, thank you for the honor," I giggled, "I'm sure Lee will be super excited to see it. Harry too, I'm sure he wants to see what he invested in. They all know about it, I presume?"

     "Yeah, we gave notice to all Hogwarts students that they'd get a discount if they used our products against Umbridge," George smirked.

    "I'd say that was a smart business move," I chuckled, "Ensure plenty of customers. So, when do you open?"