black and white ✰ g.w.

CHAPTER FIVE

As soon as Olivia entered the Burrow with Fred and George, she was pulled into a hug.

"Oh, Olivia, it is so nice to finally see you again!" Molly exclaimed.

"You too, Molly," Olivia said kindly, pulling away from the woman to greet Arthur, Bill, and Fleur.

"All right, well, dinner isn't quite done yet," Molly said, "so make yourselves at home."

"Excellent," said George, grabbing Olivia's hand and leading her up the stairs with Fred following close behind.

"Do you think they realize how inappropriate they made that seem?" Bill whispered to Fleur.

Meanwhile, the twins had led Olivia into their old bedroom.

"Ah, gunpowder," Olivia said, smelling the aroma of the room. "Nice. Fitting, too."

"Thanks," they replied.

Olivia continued to look around the room, seeing memories upon memories of the twins' childhood. Her eyes fell upon one box with a sort of telescope-looking thing.

"Been stargazing, have we?" she asked playfully.

"Totally. You should touch it," Fred said.

George gave his brother a dirty look. "Don't touch it, Liv," he said.

"I wasn't going to," Olivia said. "Why? What would happen if I did?"

"It would punch you and you wouldn't be able to get rid of the black eye."

"Oh. Hm."

A silence fell upon the room. A grin slowly grew on Olivia's face, causing the men to become a bit concerned.

"What? What are you doing that for?" Fred asked her.

"I'm not doing anything," Olivia said.

"You were... smiling."

"What, I'm not allowed to smile anymore?"

"Not like that!"

"Like what?"

"Like... evilly."

"I cannot smile evilly. There is not an evil bone in my body."

"Okay, now you're just lying."

"Excuse me?"

"May I remind you of the itching powder in my bed?"

"You deserved that."

"I didn't even do anything!"

"You said owls are better than cats."

"Because they are."

"Nothing is better than cats!"

"Everything okay up here?" asked Arthur, appearing in the doorway with a timid expression.