Only four hours ago I obliviated my parents' memory and I have never felt worse. And only two hours ago George lost his ear. I couldn't bare the sight of Fred's smile-less face. But leave it to George to crack a joke while on the brink of death.
Everything has calmed down a little bit since then. Ginny and I are preparing a cake for Harry's birthday. She seems a bit distracted though. "Ginny?" I ask, obviously inturrupting a deep thought.
"Hmm? Oh, yes?" She mumbles.
"A penny for your..." I begin to ask but a loud honk goes off near my feet. I scream and take a few steps back. I crouch down to discover a small black toy with a horn and feet. I try to snatch it, but it runs away, honking as it goes.
"Good one, eh?" a voice says from above.
I attempt to stand, but smash my head on the table as I do. Ouch. I stand, this time without pain, to discover Fred licking the spoon I was just using to stir the icing. And Ginny is nowhere in sight. Where did she go? A smirk spreads across Fred's face.
"Sorry about that bump. Just wanted something sweet," He smiles. I can feel my face begining to redden. "And I would say that my mission was quite successful."
I roll my eyes and smile, but only slightly before reaching for the spoon. "Seriously, Fred. I was using that for the cake,"
He laughs and taps the spoon to my nose, infecting my face with frosting. He laughs and tosses the spoon into the sink, where it begins to wash itself.
"Why you little..." Before I can finish, Fred leans in and kisses me. Any anger of before melts as I kiss him right back.
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FanfictionEveryone knows about Hinny and Romione, but behind every relationship, there are secrets waiting to be revealed. And, for some, these secrets come at a price.
