Sugar : Fred Weasley

36: The Attack on Mr. Weasley

[victoria's pov]

"Hagrid's back and you won't believe why he took so long..." Hermione said.

Hermione and Ginny were with me in the Hospital Wing. It's only been a day and a half since I've been in the Hospital Wing and my bed was crowded with "Get Well Soon" gifts.

I even got a small bouquet of Muggle baby breaths from McGonagall when she came to tell me my consequences. I was banned from playing Quidditch and had two weeks worth of detention with her (which wasn't the bad part). But the detentions had to be held after Holidays because there was only a week before it, and they couldn't force me to stay at Hogwarts.

Lee had gotten me a pouch that can fit anything (it's enchanted), a box of some of his and the Weasley Twins' inventions, and a card that said, "You definitely rocked Malfoy's world!"

Unfortunately, since Fred, George, and I had been banned, we still had to find replacements.

"Oh, don't worry about Quidditch," Ginny said. "Harry, Ron, and I are filling you in. Harry says he'll try out for Keeper next year since you won't be here."

"That's great," I said. "Really great. But what are you going to play?"

"Well, I'm going to fill in for one of the Twins, but next year, I think I'll play Chaser next year, though."

Ginny, Hermione, and I continued chatting about what next year would look like without me at Hogwarts.

"Oh, we'll just have to Owl you now and then so you don't miss out on the Hogwarts Prophet," Hermione said. "After all, we'll miss you very much."

Then, Madam Pomfrey entered the Wing and said, "It's almost past bedtime, so I reckon you two better get to your dormitories. Besides, Ms. Victoria will have to get her rest. That nasty scar needs one last day of healing."

"Oh, all right," Ginny said. "Goodnight, Victoria," she said and headed out with Hermione.

"Goodnight, Madam Pomfrey," Hermione said and shut the door behind her.

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[fred's pov]

I had finally shut my eyes for a few minutes until I was rudely awakened from my dream by George hastily shaking my shoulder. I had dreamt Umbridge turning into a pink bludger, and George and I happily beat her across the field. Then, the dream had shifted to Victoria and George dating. To my horror, George kissed her forehead, making her blush.

"You know I'm only yours, Sugar," his voice echoed for what seemed like an eternity before I woke up, startled.

"What?" I asked George, annoyed, getting up I couldn't help but be mad at him from my dream.

"Dad's been attacked!" Ginny yelled, pulling off my sheets.

Professor McGonagall stood at my doorway and said, "It is urgent you and your siblings follow me to Dumbledore's office."

My anger towards George vanished and confusion flooded instead.

"Attacked?" I asked, getting out of bed and putting on slippers. I wasn't even embarrassed by the fact I was wearing pajamas in front of McGonagall.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley. Attacked," the professor said and dragged us to the common room.

Hermione was watching with a worried face. I heard her tell Ginny, "He'll be ok."

I hoped so.

Professor McGonagall led us out of the Portrait Hole. The Fat Lady seemed to understand something serious was going on and didn't even look annoyed she had been woken up.