The next morning, Scarlet woke up to find herself alone on the living room floor. Looking up at the clock, she saw that it was a little after 9:30am. After untangling herself from the blankets, she stood up stretching, and walked into the kitchen only to find Fred and George sitting at the kitchen counter talking to her mom.
"Morning sweetie." Her mom said, looking up from whatever it was she was cooking. "Would you like some birds in a nest?" ~~(For those of you who do not know, birds in a nest is a piece of bread with a hole in the middle. You toast it a little in a pan, and add an egg into the hole, and cook it to your liking. They're really good)~~
"Yes please. Thanks mum." She hopped onto the stool next to Fred.
"Morning gingersnap." He said, grinning at her.
"Good morning copper head." She grinned back. "So what do you want to do after breakfast you guys?"
"Woah woah woah. Hold up there ginger. We haven't eaten breakfast yet," Fred started, a mock expression of hurt on his face.
"So don't go asking the difficult questions yet." George finished, also with a mock expression of hurt.
Scarlet just rolled her eyes at them as she started eating.
Chuckling, her mother walked out of the kitchen to go wake up Dom.
After wolfing down her food, Scarlet turned to the twins, arms crossed.
"So, are you ready to discuss today's adventures, or are you going to be buttholes and take your sweet time?"
"My dear Scarlet, we would never dream of being buttholes towards you." Fred vowed mockingly, with a hand over his heart.
"Never in a million years." George agreed, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Whatever," Scarlet scoffed, standing up to take their plates to the sink to rinse them. Turning on the faucet, she was greeted with spurt of water shooting up and out. But instead of hitting her, it shot towards the boys, and hit them square in the face. She turned the sink off, laughing so hard that she dropped the plates.
"Why didn't you get hit?!" Fred spluttered, shaking water from his hair.
"Magic." Scarlet grinned, picking up the plates and setting them in the sink before walking out of the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" George called after her.
"Outside to draw. The clouds are really pretty after all the rain from last night."
Jumping up, the boys followed her.
After only an hour of drawing, Fred threw down the chalk he'd been using.
"Let's do something else please. I'm bored." He scowled at his lopsided drawing.
"You sure you're just not mad that you suck at drawing?" George asked his twin, sniggering.
"Shut up you git." Fred scowled even more, smacking his brother on the arm.
"You two are both gits." Scarlet announced. The boys protested.
"How about we go on a walk to the park to feed the ducks?" Scarlet suggested, standing up and dusting herself off.
The boys agreed, although a little reluctantly, and soon they were off to the park.
Once there, they saw that the park was pretty crowded, despite it being so big. So they decided to circle around the large pond that was situated in the middle of the park, and head for the smaller, more hidden ponds and creeks in the back.
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Bound Together (Fred Weasley)
FanfictionThis is the story of Scarlet Lewis. The weird, but oddly charming young girl, who's whole life was turned upside down and thrown out of orbit. All because of a single, solitary letter she received at the age of 11. Will she finally figure out her my...
