Previously titled: You Should Have Said So ~ [A Weasley Twins X Reader Story]
Title changed: 23/12/20
~The one with the power of the Dark Lord has been born... gifted to those who have thrice defied him, eager for child... and the Dark Lord will mar...
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"Now, grab the cup from the person sitting opposite you. Look at the tea leaves and, using your copies of Unfogging the future, interpret the leaves." Professor Trelawney said as she clumsily made her way between the tables.
"Tell me why we took this subject again?" Fred asked Lee as he took his partners cup. "Well you said, whichever leaflet my finger lands on, that's the class we'll take." Y/n said, as she took George's cup. Fred just pouted, opening his book. His three friends laughed.
"What does my cup say?" Lee asked Fred. Fred glanced between the tea dregs in the cup and the open book in front of him. "Um, well you've got a kind of sun looking thing, which means you're gonna be happy, and there's, well I guess it could be a four-leaved clover. And that means you're going to get a rash in the morning." We all laughed. "So, if we see a happy, rashy Lee in the morning, we shouldn't be surprised." George said, trying not to snort as he laughed.
"What does mine say Y/n/n?" George asked. "Lets see... Well I think its an nut of some kind." She looked down the page. "Well I guess it could be an acorn, which means windfall, and unexpected gold." Y/n said as she looked up from her book. "Well that's pretty good. Better than Lee's at least." He laughed.
Suddenly, Trelawney appeared out of nowhere in front of George, "You, boy. I see your aura pulsing! Are you in the beyond?!" She said dramatically, he magnified eyes bulging at a startled George. "Uh, yeah, sure."
"Tell me, what do you see?"
"Uh..." he said, looking wearily at Y/n. "There's a sort of wonky cross, which means you're going to suffer. And there's something that could be a sun, like what Lee had, which means your gonna be happy. So you're gonna suffer, but you're gonna be happy about it." He finished slowly, while Y/n just grinned, trying not to laugh at how interested Trelawney was, and how uncomfortable George seemed.
Trelawney beckoned to George to hand over the cup. "Let me see." She took one glance, and screamed, dropping the cup. Y/n looked at her startled, "What? What is it?" The whole class was watching now.
The Professor slowly approached the confused girl. "My dear, you have, the Grim!" She declared dramatically.
Several people gasped, and whispers filled the stuffy room. Y/n however, just laughed. "The grim seriously?" She continued laughing, as she thought, if it actually was shaped like a dog, which it wasn't, it just would have meant her Pops was going to visit or write to her soon. "The grim is no laughing matter girl. It would be wise to take caution." She turned of her heel, clearly offended.
Y/n shook her head laughing, "The grim. What a joke." She turned to her friends, expecting them to also be laughing, but was met with three stony faces. "What, you actually think that seeing a big black dog means that you will die in 24 hours? Get a grip." If I did, she thought, I would have died years ago. "Our uncle Bilius saw one, and died less than a day later." George said seriously.
"Wasn't that the one who went mad?" Y/n asked.
"Well, yeah. But still." Fred said. The three were looking at her like she was about to drop dead any second.
The bell rang, and as everyone stood up, and collected their things, y/n said "Get a grip guys. I'm fine."
~
The four sat in the common room, trying to complete a rather nasty essay that Professor McGonagall had set in their previous lesson. She had also told them, when she had asked why they all looked so grim (except Y/n of course), that Trelawney predicted at least one students death a year.
Y/n had then looked at they boys as if to say I told you so, and McGonagall had also added that Y/n looked perfectly well, and that the fact that her death had been "foreseen", was no excuse not to do homework.
"Come on boys, lighten up. I'm fine." Y/n had said. Their faces were still stony. "Godric, I never took you lot to be the superstitious type." When they said nothing, she just sighed. "Well I'm going to go to dinner, if any of you wish to join me, just in case I drop dead at the sight of Snape's ugly mug." Finally, they all gave a small smile, before packing up and heading down to the great hall.
~
It was the next day, and although all three boys had insisted that they were over the whole grim thing, they didn't leave her alone all day, even trying to send Katie or Angelina into the bathroom with her. "Guys this is getting stupid. Surely I can go to the toilet by myself."
"But what if something happens? We can't go in there." Fred said, pointing to the girls bathroom.
"Well if I take too long, I'm either dead, or doing a really big shit." Y/n said turning into the bathroom before any of them could stop her.
After a long day, the four were sitting in front of the fire place in their favourite armchairs. Fred and Lee were playing chess, George was cheering them on, and Y/n was reading.
Suddenly, Harry, Ron, Neville and their friend Hermione walked past, heading for the portrait hall. "Oi, where are you lot off to?" Y/n asked, raising her eyebrows. "It's late."
"Yeah, we've um, got detention." Harry said looking at his feet. "Brilliant, what for?" Fred asked excitedly. Y/n hit him in the back of the head with her book. Rubbing the back of his head, Fred said grinning, with a slight pout, "You naughty, bad firsties. I hope you feel sorry."
"We were out late at night visiting Hagrid, and Malfoy saw us." Ron said. "He got detention too though." Hermione added.
"Serves him right, nasty bugger." George said. "What do you have to do?" Lee asked.
"Not sure, but we're meeting Filch in the entrance hall." Neville said.
"Ah, sounds like you going into the forest with Hagrid. We've done that one a few times." George yawned. "You'll be fine." Y/n added.
"Well, au revoir children." Fred said, giving them a dramatic wave. Y/n just shook her head laughing, as the four headed out the portait hall. "Ah, first year. That was the year we did that huge prank of Snape at the end of year feast. Do you remember?" Fred said as he checkmated Lee, throwing his hands in the air in triumph. "Yeah, then Dumbledore gave us a month of detention." Lee sighed, as his King was smashed by Fred's knight. George smiled, "Mum was furious." he laughed.
They stayed chatting about their past adventures for about and hour, when suddenly, pain coursed through Y/n's body. She fell to the floor, screaming a writhing in pain. It felt like her blood was on fire. She could only just make out the silhouettes of her three friends huddled over her, and could barely make out what they were saying. After what felt like an eternity, the pain stopped. "Y/n, are you ok?" "What happened?" But all she could say was "Neville." before she passed out on the floor.
