My Lover (Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader)

Chapter 2: Quidditch World Cup

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, wake up. We leave for the Quidditch world cup soon." I heard Hermione say which made me open up my eyes.  I looked over and saw that Ginny was still asleep. "Do you need help getting Ginny up?" I questioned. Hermione looked over at Ginny who was still sound asleep. I swear that girl could sleep through anything. "Yeah." Hermione responded. I nodded my head and got up from my bed. 

I picked up one of the pillows and threw it at Ginny.  "Ten more minutes." Ginny said. Hermione and I looked at each other and took two pillows from my make-shift bed and started hitting Ginny with them. "Ugh, fine, fine, I will get up." Ginny said. "Get up from the bed, and go downstairs before Ronald gets all the breakfast."  Hermione said to Ginny, she got up and ran down the stairs.  Hermione has to still wake up Ron and Harry, while I have to still wake up George and Fred. 

Hermione and I went into the boys' room where they were all still sound asleep.  Waking up George sometimes isn't a problem. He is fairly easy to get up, it's Fred that takes a lot to get up.  I walked over to George's bed first and shook him awake. "What?" He asked tiredly, "It's Quidditch World Cup today." I responded. He groaned and rolled over.  I guess today is one of those days where George doesn't want to get up. 

"Georgie, come on get up. Before Hermione wakes up Ron. There will be no food left."  I said, George rolled over and finally got up from his bed and went downstairs.  Once someone hears that there is food left before Ron gets it, it always wakes someone up.  I looked at Hermione who was waking up Harry and Ron, the three of them went downstairs leaving Fred and I alone in the room. 

I then walked over to Fred and started to shake him awake. "Freddie, get up." I said. "No." I heard him say in his morning voice. His morning voice, it always makes me blush and get butterflies. I felt my knees go weak a bit. His morning voice is so attractive, but it's going to be the death of me I swear. 

I shook him again to which he just groaned in response. "Freddie, please, you have to get up." I said to him again. He extended his arms in a stretch and then wrapped them around my waist.  He then suddenly pulled me down and right into his chest. I started to smell marshmallows, firework powder and the smell of broomsticks.  I have to admit that Fred smells really good. 

I then felt him start to play with my y/h/c hair as my face was right in his chest.  I felt safe in his arms, they were tightly wrapped around me which made me feel safe.  Then all of a sudden the door swung open and revealed George. 

"Where's Colin Creevey when you need him?  Lee would be so excited to hear that you two idiots were cuddling." George said. I got up from Fred's bed and went over to George. "I swear one word about that to anyone and I will hex you." I said, which made Fred and George burst into laughter. "Sometimes I wonder why you weren't put in Slytherin Y/N." Fred said. "Whatever, get up. I feel like there is no food left all thanks to Ronald." I said which made the twins chuckle. 

I went downstairs with the twins following. I still was thinking about how Fred and I were cuddling. The smile on my face couldn't seem to find a way off.  It just felt right being in his arms, I felt safe and happy.  I looked up at Fred and George as they were following behind me. I saw Fred's face was as red as his hair, there was a smirk on his face which made me weak to my knees. 

We finally got downstairs to where there was basically just crumbs left for Fred and I. "George did you already eat?" I asked. "Yes, I actually got up and ate before Ronald took everything." George replied. I sighed and looked at Ron who was devouring the food. I saw that there was still two extra pancakes on Ron's plate. 

Fred obviously saw the same thing as he went over to Ron's plate of food and snatched the two pancakes from Ron. "Bloody hell Fred, what did you do that for?"   Ron asked his older brother. Fred and I just sat down as he placed one of the pancakes on my plate and one on his. '"Y/n/n and I have to eat Ickle Ronniekins." Fred answered his younger brother.