The three of them sat in shock, trying to absorb what Fred had just said. In their silence, y/n flickered her eyes up to meet the lightning blue eye of Alabaster Moody for one second before she turned back to the table, ducking her head down to focus on her empty plate.
"Eat" George whispered, nudging some food towards her, "people are looking"
It was true. Y/N looked up to see a few curious heads pointed their way, no doubt because of the fireworks display they accredited to them. Now was the time to appear nonchalant, but as she began to eat y/n couldn't stop the feeling nakedness that came from Moody's stare.
The four students ate quickly and walked in silence back to Gryffindor tower.
"What are we to do?" Angelina whispered, holding George and y/n back by their robes at the top of the stairs.
"Well, what did the letter say?" Y/N whispered to Fred, who had turned around as well.
"Not much." He said shaking his head, "I think they want us to figure it out ourselves"
"Me. They want me to figure it out myself." Y/N said quietly, "You lot shouldn't have to get involved because I fucked up."
"Bloody hell, you've got to be joking y/n" George said, "We're in this together, okay?"
"Yeah, together!" Angelina whispered
Fred put his hand on y/n shoulder, causing her to look up at his sad expression. She knew she couldn't do this without him.
"Okay" Y/N finally laughed, "Your funeral"
"Hey! Our funeral" Angelina joked back, taking the lead and opening the portrait door.
"Y/N! Finally!"
As Y/N walked through the door into the common room, she heard Hermione's loud voice calling out her name. Without thinking, she ducked behind Fred.
"I'm not here" she whispered
"I can LITERALLY see you, y/n" Hermione called out, pulling her by the arm to a corner of the common room.
"What? Ouch, first of all, second of all, fuck you" Y/N said, pulling her arm away from Hermione and rubbing the spot where she had pinched her.
"You have to tell me what's going on" Hermione hissed at her, "You just have to!"
"I can't." Y/N whispered back, "I really can't. This isn't some stupid internship, it's legitimate. I can only tell you that the ministry needs a non-faculty mole at Hogwarts to figure out some very serious stuff. Stuff you have no business being in. I don't even want the twins and Angie involved, okay?"
Hermione just stared back at her. Her wide brown eyes told Y/N everything she needed to know.
"Ask me again at the end of the semester and I'll be able to tell you, okay?"
Hermione said nothing.
"Okay?!" Y/N grabbed Hermione by her arm and lightly shook her.
"Okay!" Hermione said. It was probably shocking to see Y/N this serious. Either way, she just turned around and walked back towards the stairwell where Ron and Harry stood with their mouths gaping at her.
"What happened? What is it?" They asked.
"None of your business, Ronald" George said as he and Angelina walked past him into the boy's dorms.
"Especially none of your business, Harold" Fred said pompously, "since you won't let us in on the age line STILL! I mean, who cares? You've already practically won!"
"I- " Harry started, "My name is not Harold! And I'm not going to win. The maze is going to kill me for sure"
"Well, we'll be sure to put excellent odds on it!" George quipped.
"Come on up then, love" Fred reaches out his hand, pulling y/n out from behind the boys and up to the dorms.
As y/n took her seat on George's bed next to Angelina, Fred and George pulled the curtains shut around the beds before pushing them together, essentially making a boxed in double bed.
"So, what the hell are we going to do?" Fred started
"We is a big word. I'm still determined to keep you all out of my death sentence" Y/N scowls
Angelina rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
"You know it's all or nothing with us, right?" She asks
"I know" Y/N says quietly
"So... how are we supposed to do this?" Fred gives y/n a soft smile as he sits up, "One of us ought to get close to Moody, right?"
"Oh I can do that"
"Y/N --"
"Please, I already practically have an in with him. Besides we need you to pretend to be buyers"
"I can use the map to try and find where they're making it" George adds
"And I can try and handle people who are using" Angie says, sitting upright and facing y/n.
"This is a team effort, deal?" She insists, taking y/n's hands in her own.
"Deal."
YOU ARE READING
Homesick (Fred Weasley x Reader)
Teen FictionEver since y/n joined the most notorious duo at Hogwarts as a first year she hasn't been able to avoid trouble, but recently her feelings towards her favorite twin have been changing... but does he feel the same way? Is she willing to risk their fri...
