MOON AND STARS, fred weasley

nine

After a night of mending bones and being checked over by Madam Pomfrey, she was exhausted even as she woke up. Again, she let out a small cry as she thought of yesterday's events.

"Adhara?"

"AAGH! Merlin above, Fred! What are you doing here?"

"You mean what are we doing here?" said Lee, yawning. He looked over to an asleep George. "It's the thought that counts."

Fred spoke, "We snuck in late last night since you didn't come back to the dorms. Luckily, Harry gave us the map back or we would've thought Umbridge killed you herself."

She probably thought about it, thought Adhara.

It took a second but as Fred's eyes began to scan her face, she realised that the scars would still be there, and pulled the white sheet over her head as fast as she could.

"What are you doing?" asked Fred.

"Scars," was all she said.

Fred tutted. "We've seen them before. And look, there's nobody else in the hospital wing. You won prize for first injury." He paused for a second and seemed to cringe at his words. "I just mean you don't have to hide it."

But she didn't want to uncover herself from the sheets. It was stupid, she knew, but she'd never felt so hideous in her life.

She peeked out of it, "Can you sit beside me?"

When he did, she grinned, though he couldn't see it. Lee smirked at the pair as they snuggled into each other. George, on the other hand, had begun snoring.

Lee watched as Fred played with her brown hair, likely the most calm Fred Weasley had looked in years. Somewhere along the way, she'd fallen asleep again, and held a tight grip onto him as she slept.

The pair of them were slightly insufferable. They were clearly comfortable with each other - too comfortable if you asked him. Besides that and the looks he'd catch both of them giving the other when they weren't looking... Lee was getting tired! Someone needed to pluck up the courage and say something. If George was awake, he'd agree.

Adhara wasn't woken up so gently the second time. "Where is she—Adhara?"

She didn't know how her dad recognised her under the sheet. Maybe he wasn't lying all those years he said he knew her better than she knew herself. Or maybe it was the fact that she (along with Fred, George, and Lee) was the only person in the hospital wing.

"Why are you under a sheet?" Remus asked bluntly.

"Because I don't want anyone to see my face," she said obviously. "Duh."

"Okay, I don't need that tone at this time of the morning."

She almost screamed when she felt an extra weight on the bed, but it was enough to make her jolt so much that she sheet fell from her. Snuffles aka Sirius sat at the end of the bed. Fred had fallen off the bed too.

"Dad, I'm fine."

"You certainly don't look fine," James said from behind him. Because obviosuly this needed to involve everyone. In the room, there was her, Fred, George, Lee (which was fine) as wel as her dad, her other dad (Sirius), James, Sirius and McGonnagal.