"What is it, Bon?" Fred asked, eyebrows knitted together in worry.
"I'm... sick, Freddie." Bonnie confessed wearly, staring straight down and her palms.
"Oh, Bonnie." Fred pulled her into a hug as she wept silently into his shoulder. "Why didn't you tell us? How is.. Georgie gonna react to this?"
Bonnie moved her head from out of his shoulder.
"I'm not gonna tell George, not now, anyway, just so he can enjoy his time here without having to worry about me or anything else." Bonnie knew how vain this sounded, but she knew it. She knew George would feel upset, unbelievably so.
"Just promise me you'll tell him, alright?" Fred said, looking her straight in the eyes.
"Of course I will, I'm off to bed, night Freddie." Bonnie stood up, and as she went to walk out, Fred grabbed her wrist lightly.
"Be careful, yeah? Georgie can do without a broken heart. He's been pining over you since we were fifteen." Fred smirked as soon as he saw the crimson blush spread all around her cheeks.
"Shove off it, you prat." She nudged him jokingly as she left the room.
Leaving a happy, yet confused Fred behind. Leaving him to ponder his thoughts.
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Bonnie walked down the staircase, ignoring the portraits as she did so.
"Morning, Bonnie." Sirius said, holding up a mug of butterbeer.
Molly tsked in disaproval as she slid the bacon out of the frypan onto Sirius' plate.
"Bit early for that, isn't it mate?" Said Fred, walking around Bonnie and taking a plate of food.
"It's never to early, Georgie boy." Sirius laughed at his own joke as the table sighed. Fred desided to leave him be,
"What is it?" Bonnie asked, coming closer to inspect the frothy beverage.
"That, love" George started, quickly sliding his hand around Bonnie's waist, then walking off to join his brother.
"Is butterbeer" Finished Fred, mouth full of food. Molly clipped him around the ears, Fred quickly swallowed his food so he could speak again.
"Try it." Sirius urged, holding out the mug of foamy liquid.
Bonnie walked slowly and cautously towards Sirius, she reached out and grabbed the drink, still contemplating what she should do.
She brung the mug to her lips, and as soon as she drank a sip, she was amazed.
It tasted like butterscotch, as it went down it warmed her insides.
Before she knew it, she had drunk the whole thing.
"Bugger Sirius, now look what you've done!" Fred yelled, bacon flying out of his mouth.
"Fred Weasley!" Molly scoulded.
Fred murmured a sorry and looked back down as his plate, as his brother stood there, smirking.
He knew that Bonnie had drunk it too fast, and he couldn't wait for the affect to kick in.
