YOU MAKE MY HEART SHAKE, BEND, AND BREAK BUT I CAN'T TURN AWAY!
aurora "rory" archer was a powerhouse. well, sort of. she was a fierce friend with a heart of gold and a love of music. she was also awkward, bad at potions, and... fatherless. her frie...
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THE NEXT DAY, Rory simply could not focus in her classes. The plan was in motion, there was no turning back. It seemed the performance of the last prank was now necessary, as it was serving as a diversion for Harry to sneak into Umbridge's office and speak to Sirius. They decided it would be best to do it after evening lessons when the corridors would be bustling with students. It hadn't quite hit her that it was her last moments with a Weasley-twin Hogwarts. She knew the castle was going to feel wrong when they departed. She knew it would be a little more dull. However she couldn't get too somber about it. Quidditch and N.E.W.Ts were still on her mind, she couldn't throw in the towel just yet.
"Promise you'll write every day if you can?" Rory asked Fred and George as they left Charms and began making their way to set up the prank.
"Of course!" George smiled, "We're going to need you, anyways... ya know for the shop."
"And remember George," Rory sighed, "Don't open any letters addressed to only Fred, I won't say much else on the matter."
Fred smirked while George rolled his eyes, "Oh, that reminds me, Rory... what color for our duvet?" Fred asked.
"Excuse me?" The girl chuckled.
"I'm serious, Rory. You aren't going to argue your way out of this one. You're living with us." He said with a bit of firmness. "It's decided. It has been for ages. The flat only has two bedrooms so unless you intend to sleep on the couch, we're stuck sharing a bed."
George lightly elbowed his brother, "I mean you basically do now. Nearly every other night you sneak into our dormitory, Ror."
"Fuck off, mate," Fred teased. "Now, Rory, answer my question."
Rory felt a wave of relief take over her. She never planned on asking the twins to move in with them. It felt wrong, like she was intruding. However, her living situation after Hogwarts stressed her out. Andrew was always there, but she was told his house was rather small and he was always very busy. With Aaron also living there it just wouldn't be convenient.
"I don't mind what color," she answered simply. "Preferably something darker though, yeah?"
"I got you, love. White it is!" He joked, "Alright, it's time. Rory, any last words?"
Rory felt suddenly nauseous. This was it, the moment she saw coming for seven years was finally upon them. That sounded like enough time to prepare something to say, but it simply was not. She had a million things to say to her best friends before they left. It wasn't like they were going to be gone forever, though. She would see them very soon.
