Age of Mischief ~ George Weasley [Harry Potter] Fanfic

Christmas

****Bethany's point of view****

I went up to bed once dinner is finished and collapsed onto the mattress. I was shattered, and I had to force myself to get changed. I didn't even do that properly. I undressed and snuggled into bed in my underwear. I don't know how long after, but I woke up when George stumbled into the room. He took off his shirt and trousers and got into bed next to me. I turned over and his arms went round my body. I put my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. He felt really warm. George ran his hand up and down my back, and I tangled my hand in his hair. His lips found mine.

****Fred's point of view****

We were putting up Christmas decorations in the morning, and everyone was really happy. I had never seen Sirius so cheerful. He was going around singing carols, delighted to have company over Christmas. Bethany had put a string of light blue tinsel around her neck, and a cute witch's hat perched jauntily on her auburn hair. She was wearing a light blue jumper and black skinny jeans with light blue converse. She looked nice. At lunch time we ate some sandwiches and Mum called for Harry, but he didn't come down.

"Bethany, what's wrong with Harry? Why doesn't he want to come down?" I asked when Mum came back in without Harry. Bethany scowled and didn't answer for a while. I was about to ask again when she answered.

"He reckons he's possessed. He thinks everyone is talking about him, and last night, he was about to run away back to Privet Drive to, supposedly, save everyone. I told him he was stupid and came back down. What he would do with out me..." She trailed off, still scowling. At six o'clock the doorbell rang and Mrs Black started screaming. Hermione came in looking windswept and bright pink from the cold. Bethany and Ginny got up to give her a hug.

"Hi Hermione. How are you?" I asked as she sat down.

"I'm OK, thanks. Er, how are you?" She replied, a little surprised I had asked her.

"I'm pretty good."

"Where's Harry?" She asked and Bethany folded her arms.

"Being a stupid prick." Bethany said and Ron and Ginny laugh.

"Seriously though, where is he?" Hermione asked.

"Somewhere upstairs. He won't talk to us, or eat with us. Or eat at all. He's been hiding from us ever since we got back from St Mungo's." Ginny informed her and Hermione sighs.

"I'll go and get him." She decided. George and I exchanged glances.

"Good luck with that." George said and Ron suggested going into his and Harry's bedroom. We all filed up the stairs and we sat ourselves around the room. After a few minutes, Hermione and Harry came in.

"I came on the Knight Bus," said Hermione airily, pulling off her jacket. "Dumbeldore told me what happened yesterday morning, but I had to wait for term to officially end before setting off. Umbridge is already livid that you lot disappeared right under her nose, even though Dumbeldore told her Mr Weasley was in St Mungo's and he'd given you all permission to visit. So..."

She sat down next to Ginny and we all looked at Harry.

"How are you feeling?" Hermione asked.

"Fine," replied Harry stiffly. Bethany clicked her tongue and raised her eyebrows. Harry glared at her.

"Oh, don't lie, Harry," Hermione said impatiently. "Ron and Ginny say you've been hiding from them ever since you got back from St Mungo's."

"They do, do they?" Said Harry, glaring at Ron and Ginny now. Ron looked down at his feet but Ginny seemed quite unabashed.