Harry Potter AUS

The boy that kept fireworks in his pockets//fred//

 Outside the cafe the wind screamed, lightning flashed, and rain fell in torrents, but I was much too excited to care. I had finally brought my boyfriend, Fred Weasley, to meet my muggle friends, Jessica and Allie. I had been waiting for this moment for weeks - Fred really mattered to me, and so did they, so I was sure that they would get along well.

At least, I hoped they would.

Fred and I were sitting together in a booth at the corner of the restaurant waiting for them to arrive. I could tell how nervous he was, but he was trying to act confident. I snaked my fingers into his and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Fred," I said, "You don't have to be scared. Jessica and Allie don't bite. Just be yourself, and I'm sure they'll like you. Who wouldn't?"

Just as I finished speaking, the bell on the door of the restaurant chimed and I saw my two best friends from childhood walk in. I leapt up from my seat to greet them each with a hug. Fred came to stand next to me.

"Jessica! Allie!" I was so happy to see them. They beamed at me, and then turned and smiled a little hesitantly at Fred. He grinned back.

"Hi!" he said, "I'm Fred. y/n's boyfriend."

"We've heard all about you," Jessica replied, "I'm Jessica. This is Allie."

"I've heard all about you as well," he told them.

We made our way back to the table. Everything was going well - smooth conversation, no awkward pauses - until the waitress came to take our order. Fred had only been to a few muggle restaurants, and was still a bit confused on how to order his food.

As my boyfriend stumbled through his order, a plain hamburger with a side of fries, I saw Allie shoot Jessica a strange look.

But that was quickly forgotten as the conversation progressed. Jessica and Allie told us all about high school, only pausing to ask a few questions.

Then, the food arrived. Everything was delicious - I had been going to this burger joint since I was a child, for good reason - and the table grew silent as we all ate our food.

But the table was only silent for a short period of time. About a third of the way through his hamburger, Fred reached into his pocket to get something and bam. A mini explosion shook the table.

Food was everywhere. It ran off the walls and dripped from the ceiling around our table.

The whole restaurant stared at us, shocked. Jessica and Allie were sitting frozen, staring at Fred. All of our food and drinks had spilled, and it looked like a food fight scene from a muggle movie.

Fred, on the other hand, was desperately trying to avoid making eye contact and blushing furiously.

The waitress walked over cautiously. "Sir, you can't have fireworks in the building."

Fred and I were the only ones in the building that knew the truth about those 'fireworks.' They were some sort of prototype for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and quite magical, although we couldn't tell anyone that.

Fred nodded and said, "I'm sorry. I forgot that I had that."

Jessica rolled her eyes and Allie looked away. I blushed. I already knew what they were going to say as soon as he left - bad things about Fred. But I also knew that none of it would be true.

Spilled soda dripping on to my lap brought me back to the current situation. I grabbed a couple of napkins and started cleaning up the table, but it wasn't making much of a difference. This mess was going to take a lot more than a few napkins.