Speak Now sequel: Leave Me Behind (Fred Weasley Fic)

THEN:

I'm going to be editing this- just fixing whatever spelling mistakes and changing wording and stuff- shouldn't be too many big changes so I'll be showing what chapters are updated with a little '{updated}' at the top of the chapter

Love y'all

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"That's an awful idea! I'm not going to be your guinea pig! Are you forgetting what happened to that first year?" I complained to George while I sat between Fred's legs. The sun was shining bright as we we sat out in the grass courtyard, away from other people. A pleasantly warm Spring breeze blew through softly, carrying with it the mixed smells of blooming flowers. Birds chirped happily in the distance, and people chattered. Despite all that had happened this year with Delores Umbridge in charge, all three of our spirits remained high- we had a journey in front of us.

"Ah yes, what was his name again?" Fred sighed with a smile.

"Jimmy Giles, I believe Fred!" His twin replied and as the two shared an evil smirk with one another, I shook my head.

"You boys are assholes, he's in the hospital wing." I took the liberty in reminding them of just what their new trialled Skiving Snack Box sweet's were capable of.

"The nurse said he'll stop throwing up in a few days." George reassured me, making Fred laugh.

"Besides, Jimmy knew what he was signing up for!" Fred defended their careless actions, and I continued to shake my head in disapproval.

"Tell that to the blood in his vomit, you sickos." I responded glumly, picking absentmindedly at the grass, but when a blade that was in my hand broke, I grazed the back of my hand on my leg, breaking the healing skin. I hissed in pain as I ripped my hand back, taking a look at the blood now rise to the surface.

"How's your hand, anyway?" George asked, handing over a bunch of paper work and documents for the new shop, which the three of us planned to open in time for the summer holidays.

"Oh, just splendid. Thanks for asking." I retorted sarcastically and I lightly dabbed the blood onto my robes.

"Don't you dare blame it on me! It takes two to tango." Fred warned, when I opened my mouth and turned to him.

"You can keep saying that," I said with a roll of my eyes, and George laughed at the pair of us. I read back over the paper work and signed in a few places, getting Fred and George to sign as well.

"We leave tomorrow, and that's final. After we set the fireworks off, that's us, so I want to make sure we're all still up for this." George spoke as he folded up the paperwork and put it all into envelopes. Both Fred and I nodded- we had not a single doubt. To be with the Fred and George, running a shop we could call our own, I realised that I had never wanted anything more. "Good. While the O.W.Ls are going, we do it and get out of here for good." George continued to explain, but I couldn't take him seriously with the goofy grin spread across his face- I could see the happiness radiating off him. The two had put in a lot of work for this, and with Harry's winnings from The Triwizard Tournament, it made their dream reality.

"What's that? Do I hear angels singing?" I gasped, cupping my hand beside my ear.

"I still think that you should test the products-" George piped back up, flashing a cheeky smile to which I pursed my lips and glared.