𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒; fred weasley x fem!reader

CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE; exploding snap

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PART THREE
Exploding Snap

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" y/n's point of view "

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FRED AND GEORGE decided that the night back in the common room after the first day of classes was the best possible time for them to begin marketing more of their products.

This time it was something inedible.

"Headless Hats!" George shouted over the excited shrieks and laughs coming from the group around them. I watched from my usual spot on the couch nearby. "Two Galleons each, watch Fred, now!"

Fred put the hat on his head, and for a second, nothing happened. Then in an instant both his head and the hat disappeared.

Some girls screamed, but most of the students around them were impressed or laughed.

"And off again!"

I watched as my headless boyfriend's hands groped the air for a moment, then his head reappeared seconds later, the hat in his hand.

I clapped along with the rest of their audience as they continued to show off their hats.

Harry walked past the twins as he headed to his dorm, dodging George, who had attempted to put one of the Headless Hats on him.

It's strange how a regular, enjoyable night can be followed by such a horrible morning.

MASS BREAKOUT FROM AZKABAN
MINISTRY FEARS BLACK IS 'RALLYING POINT' FOR OLD DEATH EATERS

I stared at the Daily Prophet headline at breakfast the next morning after Neville put the paper down.

The look of shock, fear and pain on his face made me feel for him.

Bellatrix Lestrange had escaped from Azkaban.

The woman who had tortured his parents to the point of insanity, my father's cousin, had escaped.

And they were blaming it on my dad.

"You okay, Neville?" I asked him. He had been staring down at the table, zoned out, and looked up at me.

He nodded slowly, but he looked extremely shaken, and I didn't blame him. The poor kid had been through so much.

And after Hermione told me what she, Harry, Ron and Ginny had seen when they bumped into him at St Mungo's, this was the worst possible thing that could've followed.

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I SAT IN Defense Against the Dark Arts studying by reading my textbook along with everyone else, which was basically my only option in Umbridge's class.

Though I was only half-paying attention, because I also had a horrible anxiety feeling bubbling in my stomach as Fred and George played Exploding Snap in the back of the classroom.