Not Like The Rest - Fred Weasley x Reader

Chapter 15

My eyes fluttered open. For the first time in months, my sleep wasn't interrupted by a nightmare. I propped myself up on my elbows and examined the room. Alicia and Katie were both sprawled across their sheets, drool splashed across their faces, and their bodies in unnatural posses. Angelina on the other hand lay peacefully in her bed, her covers barely wrinkled. Sometimes I wonder how she maintains such a clean composure. It's a mystery I haven't solved.

I rested my feet on the surprisingly warm stone floor then rose, almost falling over in the process. I stumbled to the bathroom and saw a wrecked mess starring back at me in the mirror. The tears from last night stained my cheeks and my eyes were still glossy and red. My hair stuck up in many different directions, resembling a birds nest. My clothes, wrinkly and draped over my body, were all soaked from my sweat. I didn't understand why I felt so warm, especially in the dead of winter where all around the castle it's freezing. Maybe I have a fever, I thought. It was a logical explanation to my drenched and nauseated state. With that conclusion, I decided to visit the infirmary. I knew Mrs. Pomfrey would know what to do.

I threw on a tank top and some shorts since I was so hot, you could crack an egg on me and it would cook thoroughly, pulled my hair up into a bun, then climbed down to the commons. I saw the twins with their nonchalant expressions transitioning into shock by my presence.

George was the first to say anything. "What the bloody hell are you wearing? It's nearly -5 degrees in here!" I came over, feeling the sweat drip from my forehead all the was down to my neck. I realized Fred's widened eyes were pinned to my glossy feet. I didn't know why, but he seemed rather frazzled by them.

"I'm not feeling good. Must be a fever." I stated, panting in the process. George puffed in disbelief. Fred didn't say or do anything, but only examined my state of being. I guess it is a little unusual to be emitting such a great amount of heat at this time of year.

"That's not a fever, or at least no fever I've ever seem." George was correct on that. This definitely wasn't normal. Yet again, I'm not a normal human being anyways, so this checks out.

"I'm going to the infirmary anyways. I know it's not your average symptoms." I said.

"I swear, if you stood next to the squid in the lake, you couldn't tell the difference." He laughed at his joke, and only him. With that, I swiped some sweat from my forehead, they walked over to him and wiped it on his face. His facial expression following that was priceless. "Dear Merlin Y/N! Your hand is steaming!"

I rolled my eyes. "You don't say?" He didn't laugh. Both of their eyes shown concern. "Well, I best be on my way." I turned—

Fred grabbed my arm. His grip almost slipped by how wet my limb was. I looked back, spotting his startled state. "I'll come with you." He insisted.

"I don't know, I'll be fi—"

"Just, I'll make sure you get there ok." He interrupted. As much as I'd rather neglect his offer, it's not like his intentions were full of malice and deceit.

"Ok." I sighed, huffing a breath of hot air. He pulled himself up, then walked beside me, holding his hand on my back for support. Once we exited the commons, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into him. I decided to rest my head on his chest since I could feel myself start to go. His arms were holding me up; my legs weakened to the point his strength was truly useful. I knew he could feel my body begin to shut down because he slowed to a stop.

"Hey hey hey, hold on." He said stopping me. My eyes were heavy. I looked up at him, my eyelids covering half of my eyes. His voice became disoriented and distant; his appearance fuzzy and indistinct. "We— your—imfirm—" was all I heard.

First my hearing failed me, then my sense of touch, and finally, everything went dark.

—(Time Skip brought to you by the Box of Pancake Mix that y'all probably forgot about, but I never forget about the Box of Pancake Mix because it's an inside joke with some of my friends and they never let me forget)—

I woke up to the silence of the night. An owl sang its song, and the snow softly fell in the sky. I was no longer drenched in sweat, but now colder than ice. Nausea turned into chills as I curled up in my thin bed. I shook so violently that the bed started to slide from its position.

I looked from behind me to see Fred sleeping on the chair, his long limbs attempting to fit on comfortably. Merlin, that made me feel like an ass. Though my bed wasn't the largest thing in the world, it wasn't fair for me to have it all to myself and leave him on the cramped lounge chair. I didn't think it would be too awkward for us to share a bed for a night, innocently and with no lust involved.

When I lifted my body up from the covers, a blast of cold air punched me, causing me to shutter. Snot ran from my nostrils down to my chin until I wiped it clean with my tank top. Cold, I thought. Now I have a cold.

I set my feet on the stone, the freezing temperature causing me to clench my teeth and hiss. It was enough for any normal person to jump back in bed and stay there till spring, but I knew I couldn't let Fred sleep like that. Every step felt like knives on my skin, slicing through my feet and allowing blood to spill on the ground. The cold air hitting my icy skin feels like piles of chunky snow being thrown at me with full force. It was almost unbearable, but my intentions kept me moving.

I finally stopped at Fred's resting body, hearing his soft snores escape from his mouth. His arms huddled around his knees, holding them tight to his chest. His body shook delicately in place and his eyes were clamped shut. I reached my rattling hand over to him, but before our skin met, his eyes jolted open. His chocolate orbs landed on me, then he busted out of his position, standing straight up.

He looked at me with worry. "What're you doing up? You're supposed to be resting." He reminded me, but I ignored it.

"I saw that you were sleeping in the chair, and I felt bad, so I was going to offer if you would like to share the bed with me," My face went scarlet, and his went maroon. "Just to sleep, of course."

He looked at my shivering limbs, scanning me for any sign of injury, then spoke. "Are you sure?" He asked. "You still don't look too well."

"I'll be fine. I just don't want you cooped up in a chair all night." I insisted. He followed me to the bed, though I struggled to get to the other side. We both climbed under the covers, and I turned my back to him.

"Hey Y/N?" Fred called. I turned and faced him, snuggling my face into the pillow.

"Hmm?" I hummed, my eyes droopy and my body numb from the frigged temperatures. I couldn't really tell if he was touching me or not at this point. I couldn't feel anything from the shoulders down.

"I just wanted to say, you scared me back there when you blacked out. I had to run you up a few flights of stairs. You were so sweaty that it was hard for me to keep you in my arms. You owe me. Big time." He said softly, his warm breath hitting my skin.

"Ok, fine. I owe you one thing. Whatever that may be is your decision." I yawned, stretching my left arm out and crinkling my nose. "What is it that you desire?"

He smiled at me. "I'll figure it out. In the meantime, we can just do this." He said. Merlin, his breath was so warm. It felt amazing. Almost like a sensation of satisfaction washes over my body with his breath.

"Well, good night Freddie." I mumbled. He came a little closer, close enough for me to feel the heat radiating from his body. His face buried further into the pillow we shared.

With a smirk, he replied. "Good Night N/N" Then, I shut my eyes.

Though I couldn't feel much of my body, I felt a smirk creep onto my face.

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