Harry Potter Imagines

The Trouble With Anglina- Fred x George x Reader

I was reading a book with this almost-same plotline but it had pretty rubbish English if you ask me, so I decided why not write a one-shot about it??

"No, no, no!" I yelled, banging my fists on the wall. Small droplets of blood were drawn, but I didn't notice.

Fred and George ran up behind me, each pushing a cart loaded with their Hogwarts school essentials.

"Calm down, love!" Fred exclaimed, placing a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and scowled at him.

"Sorry." He instantly backed away and put his hands up.

"We missed it, didn't we?" George asked softly, coming to a stop.

"Yeah, we did." I ran a hand through my hair, feeling suddenly exhausted.

Fred looked at George, and they both got mischievous grins on their faces. "We have an idea," they chimed in unison.

***

"Hurry up Y/N!" George was currently holding my hand, pulling me out to the parking lot at King's Cross, while Fred was behind us, pulling all three carts with a long piece of string.

"Your dad's car?" I asked incredulously, as he pulled me towards it. "But won't we get in trouble?"

"They're still at the express," Fred panted, coming up behind me. He quickly began to chuck our luggage into the back, as George ran up to the drivers seat and slid in. There were two passenger seats up in the front, and I took the middle one. Fred finished loading the luggage and slid in next to me.

"And awayyyyyy we go!" George cried, driving out of the parking lot onto the busy streets of London.

"Quick, find an alley," Fred told him. George quickly found one and pulled in, then reached up and pressed a button on the dash.

The car around us shimmered and disappeared for a moment, then reappeared. George pressed another button and began to drive again, but this time the car went up, up, up, into the sky.

"Whoa!" I cried as we soared high above London.

Fred grinned. "Our dad enchanted it," he and George said in unison.

"But George, what about the muggles?!" I asked him.

"Invisibility Charm," was all he said.

"Wow. Your dad really is awesome."

The next few hours were spent calmly: George had put the car on autopilot and the three of us were goofing around just like we would have been on the Hogwarts Express; eating sweets, planning the pranks we would pull on students and staff that year, and cracking jokes.

All of a sudden, the engine started to sputter and I looked up.

"George...?" I slowly asked. "Whats happening?"

He checked the dashboard, but just then the engine died and the car began to plummet.

"Aaaah!" I screamed, tucking my legs under my chin and covering the back of my neck.

Before I knew it, the car had hit the ground, hard, and we were in a forest.

As we slowly came to a stop, I looked up- and noticed that Fred and George had been shielding me from the impact.