Not A Coincidence (Fred Weasley)

Ch 25: You Were Dared?

**Fred's POV**

"Where's Chelsea going for the break?" Mom asks as we sit around the table for dinner.

"She's off to Greece with her family to see some cousins over there. She leaves in the mornin'." I say, playing with the food on my plate. I miss her already and it's only been a few hours.

"Come on Freddie, it's only a couple of weeks." Bill says, patting my back.

"I know." I push away my plate and stand up. "I'm tired, I'll see you all in the mornin'."

9 whole weeks without spending a single day with her.

**No-One's POV**

Molly watches Fred leave the table, his eyes lost as they follow his feet up the stairs.

"He really is in love, isn't he?" Molly smiles to herself at how lovesick her son is acting. Remembering the days when her and Arthur were like that.

"Yeah, you should see him at school." George chuckles.

Charlie suddenly realizes what's going on. He popped in, literally, for the holidays after spending time over in Romania. "Wait... Who's he in love with?"

Everyone looks over at Charlie, suddenly realizing he doesn't know, because they forgot to tell him. "Chelsea, they started dating at the start of the school year." Ron mumbles through a mouth of food.

"Really? Wow, who would've thought those two mischievous souls would get together." He laughs. It's true, no-one really paired them as a couple because they didn't look at how similar they were. An occasional "they'd be perfect together" or "they're like an old married couple" would be passed around but no-one realized it would actually happen. Like a fairytale coming true.

"I can see a bright future for those two." Molly shares with the others as she cleans up the dishes for dessert.

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**Chelsea's POV**

I won't see him for 9 whole weeks. Why do we have to go to Greece for 9 whole weeks?!

"Oh come on darling, you have to eat something." Mum gestures to my untouched plate of food.

"I'm- I'm tired, I'll go to bed now."

"A-alright, well get some sleep. Big day tomorrow."

I slowly make my way to my room, stopping at the top as I hear my parents talk.

"I remember being like that." My mum says.

"Like what?" Dad asks.

"In love."

I smile to myself as I open the door to my room.

Am I in love? We've only been together a year, can you fall in love that quickly? Do I love Fred? How do I know? I've said it to him...

I hear a tapping on my window, pulling back the curtains I see Fred on his broomstick.

"Fred!" I say loudly before slapping a hand over my mouth, opening the window I whisper; "What are you doing here!?"