Chapter 6

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Bella spent at least three hours going through his trunk and asking questions. Fred sat on the couch smiling and answering her questions. While she sat criss-cross on the floor.

"You do realize I'm probably going to keep these books here until I read them all." she said waving her hand to the pile of old school books she pulled out.

"Yeah, I figured."

She was like a kid at a candy store. She had found his old beater bat and was reminded of the game at the fair. When she asked what it was he began to explain quidditch.

"So that's why you hit every target." she laughed.

Fred didn't know why he was so worried. Her opinion of him didn't change at all. Soon Bella got tired of going through the trunk and wanted to hear stories of his time at Hogwarts. He wanted to hear about what she did today at the hospital.

Because her flat was practically a mirror of her parents. She turned the smaller bedroom into an art room. One thing she almost forgot at her parents was the hammock on the roof. But after a double check she remembered. She made sure to set it up on the roof of her building. The two were now making their way up there.

"Wait so that other door in your flat leads to your magical joke shop." Bella and Fred were laid down on the hammock. He was so tall his feet hung off the end a little but he didn't mind. She was already in love with the magical world. "Do you have work tomorrow? Can it be, bring your best friend to work day?"

He let out a laugh and put his arm around her shoulder squeezing her into his side. "Sure, love."

They kept sharing stories while looking at the stars. Soon Fred began pointing out some of the constellations he remembered in class. He paused when he asked her a question and she didn't answer.

He looked down and saw her head on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed and light snores could be heard. He smiled softly. His hand that was stuck underneath her played with her hair while his other dropped down from pointing.

Fred could feel a strong feeling in his chest. Almost overwhelming. It was warm and comforting. He knew this was the sign he needed for his theory to be correct.

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The next day:

Bella had just finished her shift and was now driving towards the muggle entrance of Fred and Georges flat. Soon she would be able to go through both entrances. She locked her car. She was still wearing some light blue scrubs. She didn't bother changing because she was too excited.

She knocked on the door. She was nervous to be encountering the magical world for the first time. She heard a call from the otherside telling her to come in. She opened the door and made her way to the twins living room where Fred was waiting for her.

"Your favorite muggle is here." She held her arms open and had a wide smile.

Fred gave her a smile before looking over her shoulder. "I don't see Mrs. Gonzalez."

She dropped her arms and gave him a pout. "Rude."

"Hey, she makes the best paella."

"The only paella you've tasted."

"Whatever, she still makes amazing food."

Bella punched his arm lightly. "I can cook too. The same meals she can."

"I'll believe it when I taste it." he teased.

She glared at him for a second before her demeanor changed to one of excitement. "Can I see the shop now?" she begged.

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