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•Part nineteen

Fred came back to his dorm where you, Anthony, George and Lee were all messing around together. The three boys had all gotten high and been smoking almost all night, but you didn't touch anything.

"Are they all stoned?" Fred asked and grabbed some clothes for his wardrobe.

"Yeah. I'm the only one who isn't." You said and watched him walk into the bathroom, not shutting the door.

"Oh yeah, you don't smoke." He said and started to get changed.

"Your right, I don't." You said and looked away whilst Fred was changing which made him chuckle a little bit.

"You don't have to look away. You wouldn't have looked away the other night if I was only in my underwear." He smirked and walked out of the bathroom.

Your face went a bit red from what he had just said, he came and sat down next to you on his bed and winked at you. The two of you started to hear snoring a few seconds later, it was coming from Lee and Anthony.

They were cuddled up on the floor together, no pillow, no blankets, nothing. Anthony was sleeping in Lee's arms, both snoring peacefully whilst George stared at them in a very bored way.

"Their fun." George laughed and Fred rolled his eyes.

"I think it's time for you to go to sleep as well if they are already sleeping." Fred stood up and walked over to his younger twin brother. "Come on, get up."

George huffed but stood up, almost falling back onto the floor when he stood up. Fred made sure he got to his bed safely and helped him get in there carefully.

"Nighty night, Freddie." George said and fell asleep almost instantly.

"Night, Georgie." Fred whispered and grabbed a big blanket and two small pillows.

He walked over to your sleeping best friend and his sleeping best friend on the floor. Fred carefully lifted their heads and placed a pillow underneath both of their heads, then putting a blanket over their bodies.

He then walked back over to you, collapsing on his bed and pulling you down with him.

"Do you do that a lot?" You asked and he gave you a confused look. "Looking after them like that."

"Kind of. Whenever my parents went out and my three older brothers also weren't home, I would have to look after the younger three because I'm the oldest." Fred told you. "After a while, you just get used to it."

"That makes sense, I had to do that a lot too but I had help. It's not fair that you didn't." You said and laid your head on his chest.

"I had Georgie. He wasn't the best help because he wasn't mentally there for most of it as he had shit to deal with by himself. But he was alright, he did help for some of it." Fred said.

"You have a really good brother. From what I've seen over the years, you two care about each other so much. You have an unbreakable bond." You smiled.

"I'd do anything for that boy." He admitted.

The two of you carried on talking for a big whilst the three boys snored away. You could tell that Fred was starting to get tired as well.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" He mumbled.

"No. Do you?" You asked.

"Yes. I'm taking a gorgeous girl out to Diagon Alley." He said and yawned.

You smiled but didn't say anything, knowing that gorgeous girl was you. Eventually, Fred feel asleep and your eye lids were unable to stay open, so you went to sleep as well.

•••

You woke up to the sound of a lot of giggling coming from right next to you. This must have also woken Fred up because you heard him groaning and yawning.

"What's going on?" Fred asked and rubbed his eyes, seeing the view around you and him.

Three boys were giggling around you two, all of them had bright red faces and around their eyes were wet from laughter.

"Bloody hell, not again." Fred must have realised what they had been doing and rolled his eyes, making them three laugh even more.

"What did they do?" You asked and sat up in between Fred's legs, not looking at him yet.

He grabbed a small mirror he had in his drawer in case of emergencies. Once he had opened the mirror, he immediately rolled his eyes but let out a laugh after whilst handing you the mirror.

You looked at yourself in the mirror.

A pair of glasses, a beard and a moustache were drawn onto your face, different colours. There was also a pair of boobs on your forehead.

You then looked at Fred. He had the same as you but instead of boobs, he had a penis drawn on his forehead. It made you laugh a lot with the other three boys.

"He's got balls on his face!" Lee said in between laughs and pointed at Fred's face.

Whilst the three laughing boys continued to laugh and lose their breaths at the sight of yours and Fred's faces, the two of you laughed quietly and walking into the bathroom together.

Fred gave you a small towel to wash and dry your face with, he done the same after you had finished using the mirror and sink.

"Your face is now really red." Fred looked at your face.

"I know. It always happens whenever I have pen or even make up on my face, my skin flares up." You told him. "It's no big deal."

"Oh ok." Fred replied and you looked away from him, still feeling his eyes on your face though.

"What?" You asked and looked at him too.

"I can't stop thinking about you. That night when we played truth or dare, I can't stop thinking about you."

"Fred-"

"I'm not done. It's like you have drugged me, your messing with my head, Emily Anderson. Your eyes, your lips, that small scar near your eye brow, your red hair.. it's the only thing I can think about."

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