Being deleted soon (Fred Weasley x reader)

Chapter 9

YN woke at 4 am, subconscious nerves she guessed. She had a shower, washed her (HL/HC) hair. She dried and brushed it. YN changed into jeans and a loose, pleated jumper. She put on some boots and a beanie, letting her hair flow freely. She went into the common room and it was only 6 am. Harry was on the sofa, curled up with Hermione. YN smiled, she went to Fred's dorm,

"Fred?" she whispered, trying not to wake George and Lee,

"Yeah?" he replied, waking up slowly,

"Sorry, I need to talk to you," YN said,

"What's up?" Fred asked,

"I'm visiting Ron, today," YN said,

"YN, no, baby, you don't need to," Fred said,

"I do, Fred, I am going whether you want me to or not," YN turned on the light,

"YN! What happened to your face?" Fred gasped, seeing YN's bruised cheek and a black eye,

"Harry happened, but it's fine, he's worse off," YN said, grinning,

"You hit your brother?" Fred asked,

"He deserved it. He also hit me, technically in self-defence, but still," YN said, "McGonagall knows a spell which can cover it up for my visit with Ron in Azkaban," 

"But, YN, dementors and you-"

"Don't mix. Yes, I have been told, many times," YN said, saltily. "I'm going to breakfast," she said,

"Want me to come?" Fred offered,

"Join me when you are ready, yeah, love," YN said, walking to the door, "Sorry for waking you,"

"Nah, it's fine," Fred said. YN went to breakfast, where Hermione was,

"Hey, YN. You ready for today?" she asked,

"Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be. I saw you and Harry this morning,"

"We fell asleep talking," Hermione said, and YN smirked, pilling her plate with pancakes,

"Sure," she said,

"We did," Hermione defended,

"I believe you, but now you know how I feel when you think Fred and I do things," YN said, digging into her food. She was nervous, and Hermione could tell,

"I know that you'll do what you need to do, say what you need to say. You can do this, YN," Hermione gently squeezed YN's hand,

"Yeah, thank's Mione," YN said,

"Next time you are annoyed at Harry, though, can you not try to kill him?" Hermione asked,

"I didn't try to kill him," YN said, 

"What do you call hitting him repeatedly, then?" Hermione asked,

"Deserved? Fun?" YN said, grinning, Hermione laughed,

"How's your eye?" she asked, as it was slightly swollen,

"It's not that bad, but Harry throws a mean punch," YN said, "Much like yourself," Hermione blushed slightly.

"You knuckles are very bruised, YN,"

"I know, hopefully, McGonagall will be able to hide it," YN said. She finished her pancakes and stood up, "Thanks, Mione," she said, hugging her from behind, "I'm gonna go to McGonagall, I don't want to face Harry today,"

"I get it," Hermione said, "Harry will understand too, I'll make him if he doesn't," YN left to see McGonagall. She got to the door and began pacing, nervous. She eventually knocked on the door,