The Tales of Lyla Everglade: Book 2: The Order

Chapter 12: Bite!

Several more decrees were made following the first match. There was one you were sure that targeted you and Fred. The decree stated that male and female students must be six inches apart at all times. Fred who was already pretty angry at Umbridge was now in battle mode. He couldn't play quidditch and he couldn't kiss you.

"This is hell. I died on the pitch and I went to hell. They were right, about wizards going to hell. Magic is a sin." He said dramatically in D.A. lessons.

"You are so dramatic. Stupefy!" You say as you send a stunning spell at him.

He blown back onto the pillows on the floor. He sat up and glared at you. George and Lee were clearly taking bets. Everyone was watching the two of you. You'd learned a lot since beginning the lessons with Harry. Fred was looking to let off steam. You'd get him too. Fred raised his wand.

"Stupefy!"

"Protego!"

Were said at the same time.

The spell rebounded, but Fred deflected it quickly to the floor. He narrowed his eyes in challenge. You curled a finger as if to say come get me. You both were circling and shooting out spells. You would dodge or deflect the spells as they came. The speed of the battle was picking up. You had forgotten that anyone else was in the room. You both had also been getting closer to each other. You sent Fred's wand flying. Your wand was at his throat. He swallowed hard.

"Do you yield, Weasley?" You say smirking.

"To you? Always." He said snatching your wand and kissing you.

There were claps, giggles, and grossed out noises from around them. You saw George happily take a galleon from Lee.

"Oi! Bro, what was the bet?" You asked.

"That you'd beat him." He said happily.

"You bet against me, your own twin?" Fred asked.

"Yeah, she was the better bet. She's better than you." George said sagely winking at you.

"You gotta point." Fred said conceding.

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Soon Christmas was approaching and your Christmas gift to Fred was also for George. It was a top secret project that enlisted the help of Bill and Ginny. It was a big thing. You weren't really sure how they would take it. You also got them something small so that they had something to open that their mother could know about. Molly could not know about the other one, at least not yet.

You got through the last of your classes and your seventeenth birthday. There had been a small celebration from the DA. It wasn't a big deal. You had a bag packed for to go home with the Weasley. You'd felt like you'd just fallen asleep when you were being shook awake by Professor Sprout. She told you to grab your bag and go to Dumbledore's office. You were barely awake when you reached the office in pajamas. You found Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, and Harry in the office. Your blood ran cold and you suddenly fully awake. Someone is dead.

"Miss Everglade, good you are all here now. You will be going to Grimmauld Place tonight. There has been an attack at the ministry. It's Arthur. It's not good. You will be traveling by floo." Dumbledore stated.

Arthur? You had ahold of Fred's hand and he was squeezing it tightly. You could see how scared he was. You all were soon whisked away from Hogwarts and into Grimmauld place where Sirius was waiting. He had no information. You weren't allowed to go to St. Mungo's, the hospital. You all had no good reason to know about the attack. So you all sat at the kitchen table. You got up at some point and made tea and coffee. You poured everyone some. You began to make breakfast. You didn't know what else to do Fred was staring straight ahead unseeing. You didn't know how to comfort any of them. You just wish you had news for them. You were making pancakes like your Grams does, where you fry them in bacon grease. You had a stack of pancakes going. When the door burst open and Molly Weasley stepped inside. Everyone rose up out of their seats.

"He's alright. He's sleeping. You can go and see him later." She says shaking off further questions, "Lyla, dear, did you make this?"

"I need something to do..." you said nervously.

"Oh... it smells wonderful." She said helping set the table.

You served breakfast and the mood significantly lifted. Everyone was enjoyed their breakfast.

"Tell you what Lyla. If Fred doesn't marry you I will." George said stuffing his face.

"You will not." Fred said punching him.

"Don't screw up." George teased.

"Boys!" Molly said exasperated.

She commanded that you all go to bed. You made your way up the stairs. Fred followed you into your room. He sunk onto your bed and patted next to him. You eyed him like he was insane.

"I thought my father was going to die. She'll give me a pass. Now get over here." He said.

You crawled into bed and curled up next to him. He kissed the top of your head as it lay on his chest. You fell asleep to sound of his heart beating.

You woke up to find Fred staring at you.

"Did you sleep?" You asked groggily.

"Yes." He said.

He pulled you close. You both got up and got dressed. You got ready to go to St. Mungo's. You were your Weasley sweater from last Christmas. You were coming down the stairs. Molly saw you and what you were wearing. She smiled.

"You're wearing the sweater I made you." She said happily.

"Of course." You say smiling at her.

"You don't have to if you don't like it." She said softly.

"I love it. It was my first mom gift." You say smiling.

"Mom gift?" Molly asked looking perplexed.

"I've never gotten a gift from a mom before." You say looking at the ground.

You were suddenly being wrapped in a hug by Molly. You don't know why, but Molly Weasley's hugs always made you feel safe. She pulled away with her eyes full of tears.

"My son is so lucky." She said and she motioned for you to follow to the door.