Sweet Like Honey (A Fred Weasley Love Story)

Chapter 14

Nicole's POV

I woke around five pm. I peeked in on George's and Mouse's room, and saw Fred sitting with George on the bed. "Why'd you do that to your lady friend?" Fred was saying, and him saying 'lady friend' made me giggle a little. "You're right," George said. "I'm gonna go apologize. I was stressing." then he walked out. I tiptoed behind him, until someone picked me up from behind. I gasped, and saw Fred under me.

"Trying to follow now, are we?" Fred grinned. I blushed. "Let's go see Lucy and Karen." he said, and took my hand. We got into their room, and found then peacefully sleeping. "Hopefully they'll wake up in a bit so I can feed them," I hoped. "We, you mean." Fred said. I grinned up at him. We left, and entered the kitchen, where George and Mouse were. They were hand-in-hand. "Made up, have we?" Fred wondered. Mouse and George smiled. "Apparently," me and George said at the same time. "Whoa." said Mouse and Fred. "Creepy." me and George said. "Okay, stop." Mouse and Fred said. "Fine." me and George said together.

"We should have a feast!" Fred declared, clasping his hands together. "Nicky, Mouse, you can prepare, me and George will set the table!" he said enthusiastically. Me and Mouse set off for the cabinets, while Fred and George went for the table. "Hmm. What should we make?" I asked. "I dunno. You're the cook around here." Mouse replied. "Maybe some . . . Hmm. How about some homemade pizza? And some of those white powdered donut thingies! And maybe some Jambalaya, then for dessert, we can have chocolate lasagna!!" I started listing ingredients then.

Mouse got out what I had instructed, and we started cooking everything. I heard a baby cry. "I'll be right back," I said, and dashed off to get my preciousnesses. I managed to carry both of them, and put them in their highchairs. I checked on the boys, who were setting the goblets down, then ran back to the kitchen. "How's it going?" I asked cooly. "Good," said Mouse quickly; she was preparing the pizza. I started up on the Jambalaya, then Mouse did the donuts. We both made the chocolate lasagna, and set the dinner on the made table.

"Good job boys!" Mouse praised them. George reached hungrily for the donuts, while Fred tried to grab at the chocolate lasagna. I slapped his hand. "Ow! What?" Fred asked, rubbing his hand. "Not yet! That's dessert!" I said. "You could've just said so," Fred muttered, sitting back down. I gave Lucia and Karen some food, and they got messy with the lasagna, and that took a while to clean.

All the adults helped clean up the table and kitchen. When George and Mouse had gone to sleep, and I had put Lucia and Karen to bed, me and Fred sat by the fire. Just sitting with him brought back memories. "Nicky?" Fred asked. "Hm?" I heard him take a breath. "Well, you know when that Death Eater said Ron, Harry, and Hermione had been spotted in Hogsmeade?" Fred asked. "Yeah," I answered slowly.

"Well . . . What if . . . What if they were caught?" Fred asked warily. "I'm sure it would be on the news. It would be big. They couldn't have been caught." I said, unsurely. "Goodnight." I said, getting up. "You coming?" I asked. "I-I'll be there in a bit. I want to . . . To think." said Fred. "Okay," I said, looking back once more before going to rest in our bed.

I had a dream about our fourth year at Hogwarts. When Fred took the blame and detention for me placing Dungbombs under Filch's door, and the time I burnt Kendra's hair. Then the time I took blame for Fred putting rum in Sara's pumpkin juice.

|| DREAM ||

"I promise you Professor Snape, this girl out those Dungbombs under my door!" Filch was saying. "Wait," came Fred's voice. We all turned to him. "It was my fault. I put them there. Not her."

"Fred, no-" I began. "Alright then. A month's detention shall do it." Snape drawled.

|| NEXT DREAM ||

"Professor, that girl burnt my hair off!" Kendra screeched to Professor McGonagall. I started to apologize, but Fred had stepped in. "Professor, that was me. Don't put her in detention. It was all me." he had said. "Detention for you Mr. Weasley," McGonagall declared.

|| NEXT DREAM ||

"There is rum in this drink." said Professor Snape. "Mr. Weasley. Month's detention." sneered Snape. "No," I said. "Excuse me?" Snape asked. "It was me who put that rum in Sara's drink. I thought it amusing." I put in. Snape narrowed his eyes, then said, "No detention for you, Mr. Weasley. A month's detention for you, Miss Fritzinger." Snape changed his detentions.

|| BACK TO REALITY ||

I woke with a jolt back to reality. When I looked over, Fred was peacefully sleeping next to me. I tried to get back to sleep, but I had an odd, sinking feeling in my stomach. I eventually fell back asleep, and woke up to bright sunshine. The space next to me was empty, and I soon found everyone in the living room. "Finally, awake." Fred greeted me by kissing the top of my head.

I ruffled his hair, and sat down on the couch. "Should we go on another trip?" Fred asked. "I dunno. Last time, you got us tied up with Death Eaters. I suppose, if you Apparate us to the right place." I said. "Well, I was thinking of just going to the coffee shop," Fred said simply, sitting next to me. We grasped hands, and he Apparated us to a coffee shop.

We laughed and talked at the table outside. "I had a dream about you last night," I admitted. "Oh really?" said Fred, grinning mischievously. "Yeah. It was about in my third year and your fourth year. When I set Kendra's hair on fire, and put Dungbombs under Filch's door, and the time you put rum in Sara's drink." I explained. "I remember that," said Fred. "Quite fun, actually."

We both laughed, and when we finished, we Apparated back to the house. I gasped at what I saw. Above our house was the Dark Mark.