We were finally at the Burrow after a long school year. Fred and I were spending as much time together as possible now. It was the week following my birthday and I'd told Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and all the guys to stay away from the room that Molly understood I needed. Seeing as I was now 16 I was going to be in heat for a week. Unfortunately, Fred made a mistake on the last day.
I woke up to Harry and Ron yelling at each other and groaned in pain. I had a skull splitting headache. I looked to my side to see Fred and remembered what had happened the night before. Shit, we forgot protection....... I thought to myself. I sighed and got up. I went threw my clothes finding the perfect outfit. A blue croptop with super long sleeves, black ripped jeans, and black hightops.
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I put the clothes on and ran downstairs, my hair a mess. I reached the bottom of the stairs and my stomach growled. Molly looked at me and smiled.
"Andrea, afternoon. You've got a visitor in the living room." Molly said.
George looked up at me and smirked. Oh shit. He knows. I thought to myself. I nodded and walked to the living room.
"William!" I exclaimed.
I brushed my hair out with my fingers as William got up. He quickly pulled me into a hug.
"So, how was it?" William whispered.
I squeaked and pulled out of the hug.
"How did you know?!!" I squeaked.
"I know everything that happens to you, Andrea." William chuckled.
I rolled my eyes.
"And how is that?" I asked.
William pulled up his shirt to reveal the scar we both had.
"Through this. It appeared the night your parents died." William answered.
I nodded.
"Alright, I believe you, William." I said.
"Good." William replied and ruffled my hair.
Fred walked in and smiled at me.
"Morning babe." Fred said.
"Freddie, it's afternoon." I chuckled.
Fred smirked and walked over, kissing me atop the head and shaking Williams hand.
"Nice to see you again, William." Fred said.
"Same goes to you, Fred. Treat her right, will ya. Specially after what you two did last night." William replied.
"Anyways, Fred has an entire day planned out for us so I'm gonna go brush my hair." I said.
The boys nodded and I walked into the kitchen and yawned.
"You can come back into the room tonight, George." I said.
