Firecracker | George Weasley

Chapter 47

Scarlett walked out of the bathroom brushing her hair with a towel wrapped around her. She was feeling sad at the fact this was her last day working in the shop. Much to her surprise she really enjoyed working for the twins. She thought back to how silly she had been when she had argued with George in Hogwarts. How stubborn she had been, adamant that she wouldn't enjoy working in a joke shop and wouldn't have enjoyed being bossed around by Fred and George. She found George quite sexy when he bossed her around which had led to many a 'review meeting' in the office or visits to the stock room.

"Only cause it's your last day doesn't mean you can start late Scar." Fred said as noticed her walking to her room slowly

"What are you going to do, fire me?" Scarlett teased as she was broken out of her thoughts

"I'll make you look after the sweet section if you're not careful."

"If you do that, I'll purposefully only make enough dinner for me and Georgie"

The two stared at each other, Scarlett waiting for Fred's next retort and Fred thinking of something else he could use against Scarlett, before he was able to say anything George came out of the bedroom

"Before you two start getting heated may I suggest a truce. I promise to not let Fred put you in the sweet section and I'll make sure Letty cooks dinner for all of us."

Scarlett stuck her tongue out at Fred before walking into the bedroom to get ready.

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She finished off her look with a purple bow that tied half her hair up before walking out for breakfast. She was welcomed with a hot cup of tea and a plate of toast with jam.

"Thanks Georgie." Scarlett said giving him a quick peck

"Actually I was the one who made that toast for you." Fred said matter of factly

"My bad, thank you Freddie." Scarlett walked over to the other side of the kitchen island and gave Fred a peck on the cheek making him blush and George chuckle

"I am going to miss starting the day with you two. This time tomorrow I'll be in St Mungos meeting my cohort of trainees and I'll be one step closer to being a healer."

"You're going to smash it. Your mum basically taught you everything you need to know." George beamed proudly, hugging her from behind

"I wouldn't go that far. She taught some basic healing spells that's all."

"I don't think healing a dozen people with burns, broken bones and other injuries on your own with just your wand and no potions is basic Scar..."

"...the healers who came to help the injured after the attack a few weeks back were impressed by what you did." George finished Fred's sentence. Scarlett felt a bit embarrassed at the compliments but also felt a twinge of pride

"Okay I get it, I'm too talented to work in your shop."

George tickled her in retaliation to the comment which made her drop her toast jam side down onto the table

"Goodbye breakfast, you were tasty while you lasted." Scarlett said sadly as she looked are her toast.

"I slave away in this kitchen to make you breakfast and this is how you treat it?! Unbelievable." Fred jokingly complained being as overly dramatic as possible.

"Blame George, I was enjoying the fruits of your labour." Scarlett protested matching the dramatic tone

"Look at the time 8:50, we better get going and open the store." George quickly changed the subject knowing the two would keep getting more and more dramatic if he left them to it. He pulled the two up off their chairs and into the shop.