There Fred and George sat at Grimerald place, at the order meeting. Molly's still giving them the cold shoulder from leaving school, Fred and George weren't regreting leaving, though.
It had been months since Fred and George Weasley had spoken to Bonnie Salvics. Years if you count face to face.
George was worried about her, that's for sure. Fred, however, George was doubtful.
Fred seemed less.. caring when it came to Bonnie, George was confused. As much as he wanted Fred to know how he felt, but he felt a strange twist in his stomach when he thought about confronting him, like he was expecting a negative reaction.
George's been writing to her for months, and everytime he heard his owl crash into his dorm window, he'd feel a surge of happiness and excitement. Even though Bonnie's was a muggle, he still felt somewhat taken by her, and he felt as though he could relate to her.
He told her everything. And everytime he thought of her, he'd get a weird feeling in his chest.
He thought of the last time he saw her. He thought of her violet eyes, long eyelashes, her brown wavy hair...
"Come in, dear! don't be shy!" Molly's voice shook George out of this thoughts.
And there he saw her. Bonnie, looking as beautiful as ever in his opinion.
"You get more and more georgeous everytime I see you!" Molly exclamed, pinching her cheeks and now embrasing her in a giant motherly hug.
Then she turned to Fred and George, giving them both strong hugs.
"What are you doing here?!" George exclamed, finally being able to grasp she was actually here. With him. In Grimrald place. Why was muggle Bonnie here though? George pondered.
