Mystery (Fred Weasley x Y/n Potter)

Christmas Afternoon

We turned out backs on the Minister and walked back toward the house. As we walked back inside to see Percy having mashed parsnips storming out, he stopped before me,"Congratulations on the engagement. Might want to choose someone else," he sneered. I rolled my eyes and pushed past him walking inside angrily and headed up the stairs. 

I heard someone walking behind me as I walked into Ginny's room; I was about to slam the door when a foot was caught in the middle. Harry pushed through,"The Minister is using us as puppets," he walked in and slammed the door

"Yes, I am so mad. I mean come on. Yes, we have fought Voldemort but we do not agree with the Minijmustry whats so ever!" I said kicking the bunk bed

Harry and I talked for a while about the Minister; once we calmed down we walked downstairs to Mrs.Weasley crying because Percy stormed out of the house. Fred, George and Ginny were all happy looking and claimed credit. I sat down next to Fred who was laughing with George about Percy. Ron and Harry immediately started to discuss the meeting with the Minister. My blood was still boiling so I went to the living room and opened my book and began reading. 

I felt a hand on my chin lifting it up to look at them,"You okay Y/n? You and Harry came storming into the house just before Percy left," 

I shook my head and looked down; George sat next to me and moved my legs over his while I read,"I am here when you want to talk Y/n," he said wrapping his arms around my waist. 

"George? what are you doing?" I asked getting his arms off my waist 

"Good job," he laughed as Fred walked over

"We wanted to see if you could tell the difference," said Fred pulling up George and talking his place

"Of course I knew it was George. I have known you two fuckers for 6 years plus have been dating Fred for two," I said shaking my head

George walked away laughing,"So love whats wrong?" asked Fred

"The Minister wants Harry and I to be the Minsitry's little puppets. To say that we agree with whats going on there. Harry and I don't agree and we sure as don't want to be little puppets," I said looking at the ceiling with my hands in my hair

Fred grabbed the book from my chest,"Sounds like you need cuddles and relaxation," he smirked, and I nodded. 

He picked me up from the chair and moved us to the couch. He laid down first and I laid on top of him as he played with my hair calming me down,"Freddie?" I looked up 

"Yes love," he smiled

"There is a patch near the carrots that looked like someone wrestled in. Whats that all about?" 

Fred chuckled,"A garden gnome bite me and I stunned it. I painted it and," he pointed to the top of the tree. I looked to see it on top like the angel. I laughed into his chest. The gnome was painted to be the angel for the tree

"Can someone help me clearing the table?" asked Mrs.Weasley

"I can," Harry and I said in unison. I began getting up

"No you can stay where you are Y/n Harry. Ron and George, please clear the table," said Mrs.Weasley sniffling

"Honestly woman, you cant pick your favorites out of the ones that arent actually your kids. Its supposed to be at least one of us," George complained as he stood up 

"Yeah, I mean you can't prefer these two, to your own flesh and blood, do you?" Fred finished as we walked into the kitchen. I walked to the counter and leaned against it

"No, of course not," said Mrs.Weasley casually,"I am quite fond of Hermione too," she winked at me,"Even if she isn't here," 

"But she not even-" Fred exclaimed. The others in the room cut him off by chuckling and everyone was going out around the kitchen helping