I love you, darling (Fred Weasley x reader)

65//Cinnamon rolls

Previously...

"Wait what? She actually said it out loud?" George asked me with a little smile.

"No! Well, earlier, yes. But anyway...I went to her room to wish her good night but she was already asleep and her journal was open. The one we bought her for Christmas, you know? That only the person who she writes about can see it. S-She loves me, Georgie! The girl of my actual dreams...she loves me!" I said happily and laid down on my bed with a smile on my face.

Now...

"You're so head over heels for her, Freddie! When are you going to tell her?" George asked me, also sitting on his bed and we both turned to look at each other.

"Tomorrow!" I said quickly.

"I-okay! Get some sleep now, mate!" George said.

I said good night to him, changed my clothes and went to sleep.

Y/N's POV

What time is it even...?

I looked around my room to look at my watch...

"2 am? Seriously? I'm hungry!" I said to myself angrily and stood up from the bed and put on a sweater and walked out of the room and made my way into the kitchen quietly.

"Ron?" I asked, seeing someone opening a fridge.

"Yes, it's me! Why are you up?" Ron asked, turning to me and closing the fridge's door.

"I'm hungry!" I said, and Ron chuckled.

"Ah, same! Can we make some food?" Ron asked, and I nodded.

"Yes, but we need to stay quiet! And...we can make cinnamon rolls if you'd like?" I asked, and Ron nodded.

"Yes, please!" Ron said, and I chuckled and we walked around the kitchen to find all the ingredients.

When we were done with that we made them and I put them in the oven.

"Now...we wait!" I said, and Ron groaned and we both started to joke around until the cinnamon rolls were ready.

"Gimme a big plate!" I whispered to Ron.

He nodded, got one of the biggest plates we had in the house while I took the cinnamon rolls out of the oven and put them on the plate.

"Finally! We can eat!" Ron said excitedly and I chuckled as we both went to the table with the plate and sat down in front of each other and started to eat.

"Why are they good though?" Ron asked, and we both started to chuckle.

"Why did we let ourselves cook even? I'm surprised we didn't burn down the house." I said, and we both laughed quietly and ate some of the cinnamon rolls.

"I think we made too much!" Ron said, looking at all the cinnamon rolls we couldn't eat.

"We can eat in the morning though! Now...we should go to sleep!" I said, and Ron nodded and yawned.

"Who would have thought that making food makes you tired." Ron said, and we both chuckled again.

"Can't we just sleep here? I'm too tired to go back up the stairs." I asked but I saw Ron already laying his head on the table...and not a minute after he was snoring.

"How?" I asked myself quietly but then shrugged, put my head on the table and fell asleep almost immediately.

Hermione's POV