Mystery (Fred Weasley x Y/n Potter)

Ten Years later

Some time had passed since the twins were dropped at the doorstep. They were don't little babies anymore. They were now much older and taller because nearly ten years had past. Nothing had changed in the house of the Dursleys except the pictures of a large oink beach ball wearing bonnets, a little blonde boy growing up. There was no other sign of other children living in the home. Yet they were asleep under the stairs,

"Up! Get Up! Now!" screeched Aunt Petunia knocking on the door and unlocking it "NOW," 

I groaned and rolled over before sitting up,"Morning, Harry," Harry sat up and put on his glasses, "Morning Y/n," We began to get ready for the day; I wore jeans that were 2 sizes to big for me that i kept up with a shoelace and a shirt that Harry and I could both wear at the same time."Ready to conquer the day?" "Ready as I'll ever be," I got out of the cupboard and walked to the kitchen. I turned to see Dudley running up and down the stairs, "Wake up, cousins! I'm going to the zoo!" He ran back downstairs as Harry was getting out of the cupboard, and he pushed him back in and shoulder-checked me on the way to the kitchen. I rubbed my shoulder, "You okay, Harry?" I asked as he was getting out and rubbing his head. "Yeah, You?" I nodded

We walked into the Kitchen,

"Oh here he comes, the birthday boy!" said Aunt Petunia giving him kisses

"Happy birthday son," said Uncle Vernon

"Why don't you just cook the breakfast and try not to burn anything?" she snarled at Harry

"Yes Aunt Petunia," he replied, looking at the bacon

"I want everything to be perfect for my Dudleys special day," said Aunt pertunia covering Dudley eyes

"Hurry up!" said Vernon "Bring my coffee, Girl," 

"Yes, Uncle Vernon," I said pouring a cup of coffee

Harry loaded the bacon onto a plate as I walked to uncle vernon with his coffee, "Here you go," he grabbed it and I walked back to help Harry with breakfast. 

"Aren't they wonderful darling?" asked Petunia showing dudley the living room full of presents. 

"How many are there?" yelled Dudley

"36," said Vernon happily "Counted them myself," 

"36 but last year-last year I had 37!" yelled dudley. I looked at Harry and we both were thinking the same thing spoiled. 

"But some of them are quite a bit bigger than last years," said Vernon trying to justify

"I don't care how big they are," yelled Dudley

 "Oh now this is what we're going to do. Is that when we go out. We're going to buy you 2 new presents. Hows that Pumpkin?" asked Petunia

"So I'll have thirty-thirty," said Dudley

"Nine," I said trying to help but snapped

"Thirty-nine sweetums," said Aunt Petunia 

The phone rang and Aunt Petunia walked over to get it while Dudley unwrapped all of his presents. "How much do you wanna bet that half of those will be broken in two weeks," I whispered to harry. He laughed slightly"We have no money but I would bet 5 pounds," I nodded. Aunt Petunia came to the living room looking both angry and worried. 

"Bad news Vernon," she said crossing her arms," Mrs.Figgs broken her leg. SHe can't take them." she pointed to mine and Harrys direction. 

I grabbed Harrys hand a squeezed it slightly, he looked at me and smiled wide eye. We both hated going to Mrs.Figgs when Dudley got to have his birthday party. Mrs. Figg was a old lady who lived two streets away. She had a house that smelled of cabbage and photographs of every single picture she owned. Even though I have a love for animals; that many cats is too many. "WHat Now?" asked Petunia.