The next morning, Scarlet awoke to the sound of birds twittering outside her window.
Putting on her favorite pair of overalls, she went downstairs to eat breakfast, all thoughts of yesterday forgotten for the moment.
It was a beautiful Saturday morning; Monica had already left for work, and Derek was sitting at the dining room table, sipping on coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Good morning dad." Scarlet said, as she popped toast into the toaster and sat down to wait.
"Good morning sweetheart." Derek smiled at her over his paper.
"Where's Dom?"
DING!
Scarlet got up to get her toast, topping it with peanut butter and honey.
"He left just a little while ago. Wanted to go play baseball with some of his buddies." Scarlet's dad replied, folding up the newspaper and stretching.
That's weird, Scarlet thought, Dom's baseball buddies are all out of town on vacation, except for Jake. And he absolutely sucks at baseball.
As Scarlet sat there munching her toast and pondering what her brother could be up to, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it." Derek stood and answered the door.
"Scar, it's for you!"
Puzzled, she stood up, put her dish in the sink, and walked to the front door.
Standing on the stoop were the Weasley twins.
"Hiya Gingersnap." Fred grinned, "May we come in?"
"Of course you may. You're alway welcomed here boys." Scarlet's dad smiled, stepping back to let the boys in.
"Hey guys." Scarlet beamed, "Come on, I want to show you something."
She grabbed Fred's hand and dragged him upstairs to her room, with George following close behind.
"What's up Scar? You finally figured out how to read?" Fred often liked to tease her for her love of reading.
"Ha ha ha, very funny. At least I know how to read, unlike you." Scarlet stuck her tongue out at Fred.
Once up in her room, Scarlet pulled out her sketchbook and plopped down onto the floor. George sat next to her criss cross style and Fred sprawled out on his back in front of her, looking up at her face.
"You know, Scar, I pride myself in my ability to read."
"Yeah, Dr. Seuss books you git." Scarlet grinned innocently at Fred while he glared up at her.
"So are you going to show us whatever it was or not?" Fred demanded, peering upside down at Scarlet.
"If you'll be patient and stay still, I'll show you guys." Scar said, poking Fred's forehead. "Now sit up and sit next to George so I can sketch you guys. Yeah, like that. Okay, now George, wave please."
"But why?"
"Just do it you git."
"You're not very nice." George pouted.
"Yeah well, you're pushing my patience. Do you want me to show you something cool or not?" Scarlet demanded, one eyebrow raised.
"Don't you mean button?" Fred implored cheekily.
"Can it Weasel!"
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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...
