Payback [Fred Weasley]

Magical Mischief and Memorable Moments

Saturday morning arrived with a crispness in the air that hinted at the coming of spring. I'd been up since early, my heart doing little somersaults in my chest as I prepared for the day ahead. The excitement of my date with Fred had kept me awake, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of nerves mixed with anticipation.

I had opted for a casual yet comfortable outfit, wearing a pair of well-fitted jeans and a cozy Quidditch sweater that would keep me warm during the walk to the nearby village. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and I put on some mascara and blush since it was a special event.

As I stood outside the Beauxbatons carriage, I checked my watch a few times, trying to quiet the butterflies bouncing around my stomach. While I shifted from foot to foot awkwardly, I spotted Fred making his way towards me. His red hair stood out against the backdrop of the castle, and he had a confident stride in his step. He was dressed casually in a worn-in jacket, a pair of jeans, and a sweater, and he was carrying a small, wrapped package in his hand.

"Morning, Charlie!" Fred greeted me with a warm smile as he approached. "I hope you weren't waiting too long."

I returned his smile, feeling a rush of relief as he stopped in front of me. "Not at all. I just got here. I'm excited for our Hogsmeade adventure!"

Fred's eyes twinkled with enthusiasm as he held out the small package he was carrying. "I couldn't resist bringing you a little something for our date. It's not much, but I hope you like it."

 I took the package from him, feeling a sense of curiosity. "You really didn't have to, Fred, but thank you." I carefully unwrapped it to reveal a little trinket in the box. "I'm going to be honest with you...." I trailed off, trying not to sound mean. "What is it?"

Chuckling lightly, Fred reached for the box, pulling the thing out. "It's something George and I made..." He started to explain, his expression shifting slightly from his normal confident one to a slightly more unsure one. "We call it the Weasley Wingstreamer. Its meant to go on your broom and elevate your training. It has dynamic wind control, colorful illusions, auditory deception, smokescreen flares, and light-up trails. If you want to try it. I can show you how to use it." 

"Wait, that's awesome, Fred!" I beamed, turning it over in my hand. "This sounds so cool!"

"I'm glad you think so." He smiled, Fred grinned, looking pleased that I appreciated the gesture. "Now, shall we embark on our grand adventure to Hogsmeade?"

I nodded, tucking the scarf into my bag for safekeeping. "Lead the way, Weasley."

Fred offered me his arm, and I linked mine through his as we started walking towards the village. The path was familiar, but everything felt different with Fred by my side. We chatted and laughed as we strolled, and I couldn't help but be grateful for the unexpected twist that had brought us to this moment.

As we entered Hogsmeade, the cozy little village came to life, bustling with the activity of students and townsfolk. The charming shops and the aroma of butterbeer filled the air. Fred and I strolled down the main street of Hogsmeade, taking in the charming shops and the magical atmosphere of the village. We passed by Zonko's Joke Shop, and Fred couldn't resist going inside to explore the latest pranks and tricks. We spent some time laughing at the various joke items and even picked up a few items to add to our collection.

With a bag of prank goodies in hand, we continued our leisurely walk, enjoying the crisp air and the feeling of being away from the bustling castle for a while. As we approached the Three Broomsticks, the inviting aroma of butterbeer wafted out from the door.

"How about a butterbeer, Charlie?" Fred suggested, his eyes bright with excitement.

"That sounds perfect!" I agreed, and we made our way inside the cozy pub. It was warm and welcoming, with the chatter of patrons and the cheerful fire crackling in the hearth.