The Harper household has always been a strict one, one with firm words and sharp eyes. Yet like every other story, there's always one person who can burn it down with a single flick of their wrist. In this fanfic of Harry Potter, that person is Cass...
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After everyone finished up breakfast and helped clean the kitchen, Molly sent Charlie, Bill, the twins and Percy out to de-gnome the garden, and left Ron, Ginny and Cassandra, with a cookie recipe and some ingredients.
Cassie cringed scanning the ingredients, "em," she started off, "I've actually never bake-," when she turned to look up at Mrs Weasley, Molly was nowhere to be found. So Cass glanced at the two youngest Weasley siblings, who were just staring at her waiting for her to tell them what to do.
Cass smiled awkwardly at them, "Ever done this without your mum?" She questioned them, really hoping they have. But when they both shook their heads, her hope deflated. "Great, well let's just hope for the best, am- am I right?" She forced out a nervous laugh.
Ginny tried to smile at the girl to encourage her, but it came out as more of a grimace. Ron on the other hand just blinked. They all just stood there awkwardly for a bit, until Cassie picked up the flour carefully.
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Percy squealed as he attempted and failed to throw a particularly nasty gnome, over the fence. Bill looked over at him and sighed at his younger brother, who was now trying to run away from the gnome.
He shook his head and turned to the twins and Charlie. "So, which one of you like her?" He pointed between Fred and George. George and Charlie answered simultaneously.
"Fred."
Fred's eyes widened, his face turned beat red as he spluttered. "No I don't, no way, she's just my friend," He dazed up at the sky and let out a small smile, "my best friend." George snorted at his twins face.
"Really." He dragged out, lifting an eyebrow. Fred nodded enthusiastically, but didn't say anything, as he went along with his jobs. George decided to mess with him a bit.
"I mean, I don't have a crush on her or anything, but, I do find it cute that she carries around a green diary, full of notes for quidditch. I think her sister gave it to her for her birthday one year." Fred scoffed, the three boys looked up at him expectantly.
Fred carried on with his de-gnoming, ranting on at the same time. "Ok, wow really, like come on George," he looked extremely offended by his brothers words.
"First of all, it's a journal, Cassie will get very angry if you call it a diary. Second, it's not green, it's turquoise because her two favourite colours are green and blue and it's a mix between them. Third, it's not just notes, there's cute little drawing she does to. And finally, her dad gave it to her for Christmas one year." He was to busy blabbering away to notice the knowing looks exchanged by his three brothers.
