crashing down // Fred Weasley

invitations

Sophie's eyes opened slowly as the warm summers light peered through the slightly drawn curtain of her bedroom window. She rubbed her eyes and yawned quietly before lifting up out of bed before two warm arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her back under the covers.

She let out a startled shriek as the cover pulled over head head before she turned to see the culprit with a sleepy smile and his messy red hair sticking out in all directions. Sophie smiled to herself before nestling her head into the boys warm, bare chest.

"Morning." He whispered in a sleepy voice planting a sweet kiss on top of the girls head.

"Good morning" she smiled propping her head up on her hands and meeting the boys eyes. "How are you?"

"Tired." He said with a grin kissing her forehead. "How are you?"

"Fine." She giggled pushing his face away and throwing off the covers, actually getting out of bed this time. "Aren't you supposed to be working?" She asked throwing one of his jumpers over her small tank top.

"Five minutes." He groaned turning his back to the girl and burying his head under the pillow.

"No I don't think so" Sophie laughed walking back over to the bed and taking the pillow from his head. "Can't let George do all the work can you."

"Go help him then." Fred mumbled turning back around to face her and taking back the pillow.

"I don't think so this was your dream." She giggled pulling the quilt down. "Come on up, I'm making coffee."

Once again Fred groaned in response as Sophie made a leave for the door, shutting it behind her and leaving him to get out of bed she crept down the apartment corridor began boiling the kettle and making her own cup of coffee when a sleepy George made his way from his own bedroom.

"Good morning George." She smiled bringing the warm mug to her lips and taking a big sip. "How are you feeling on this fine day."

"Tired." He said reaching over her for his own mug. "What about you?"

"Fine." She shrugged ducking under his outstretched arm and sitting on the corner of the kitchen island. "Aren't you supposed to be in work already."

"Better late then never" he smiled walking back to his room with his coffee greeting his identical twin on the way past as Fred emerged from his room.

"Honestly you two are supposed to be mature business men." Sophie shook her head with a smile, "you are not setting a good example waking up late."

"To who you?" He chuckled straightening his tie before reaching out for his own coffee. "Pretty sure you'd excel in anything you put your mind too" he smiled placing a kiss on her temple.

"Soppy" she mumbled taking another sip. "I wonder how Harry is doing?"

"I'm sure he's fine." Fred said walking over to the couch and typing his shoe laces. "Have you not tried to write?"

"Yeah about a week ago, no reply." She sighed, "I hope he's alright."

"Don't be worrying Soph I'm sure he's alright" he smiled. "Right I best go open up, I'll see you later yeah?"

Sophie nodded watching Fred place his now empty mug into the sink and walk off towards the exit of the flat, meeting George half way. She slowly finished her drink before setting off back to her and Fred's shared bedroom bathroom. Her move to the twins flat definitely didn't go unnoticed nor easy for that matter. Sirius was putting horrible idea's in Remus's head about the move which nearly convinced him not to let it happen; she had been moved in for just under a full month now, her one transformation that had occurred living there she spent at Grimmauld place with Padfoot as usual. That was the plan for every one of them.