His Love [Fred Weasley x Reader]

13) A wonderful way to spend Sunday

Y/n's POV

I walked in the common room. It's Sunday. No classes. Homework is all done. I'm going to enjoy this beautiful day. I spotted twins on couch so i went there.

"Good morning, guys." I say.

"Morning, Y/n." they say in unison.

"Just the person we were looking for." Fred said and smiled.

"What do you need me for?" I asked.

"You are going to pull prank with us." They say.

"And that's not a question." Fred said. "I don't remember the last you we pranked someone together. So you will prank someone with us today."

"Who do you have on mind?" I asked sitting next to Fred.

"McGonagall." They say and smirked.

"You're asking me to sign the death penalty?" I asked and they nodded. "Fine. I'm in." I am going to regret this, i thought.

"Wonderful." They say.

"What plan did you think of?" I asked.

"We will fill McGonagall's classroom with feathers and slime..." Fred started.

"and set off dung bombs." George finished.

"Do you want her to hex us on the other planet?!" I asked. They are going to get us killed.

"She won't." Fred said. "Maybe torture us a bit. If she catch us."

***

We set up a prank. A dung bombs will set off anytime now and classroom is filled with feathers and slime. There was a small explosion letting us know dung bombs set off.

"Weasleys! L/n!" McGonagall yelled. Shit, we are doomed. We didn't expect her to be close to class room. We turned around to face her. She was mad, least to say.

"Detention! Now!" She yelled angrily.

"Yes, Professor." We gulped.

"Your wands." She said and we handed them to her. "You have a lot to clean up. I want it as clean as it was before."

"But how are we supposed to clean slime?" Fred and George asked.

"That is not my problem." McGonagall said and with a flick of her wand summoned everything we'll need to clean the class room. "Get to work. Oh, and there are a lot of bubble gums under the tables." She said and left.

We turned and looked at class room. Saying it was a mess would be mistake. It was a total chaos.

"And i thought i'll have a nice Sunday. Why did i agree to this?" I said and sighed.

"Eh, we'll survive this, love." Fred said. I rolled my eyes.

"How are we supposed to clean the slime, guys?" George asked.

"I have no idea." I said looking around the classroom. Slime and feathers were everywhere.

"How are we even clean this all up?" Fred asked looking around too.

"Maybe we shouldn't have used slime." George said.

"Maybe? Maybe?" I asked sending them each a glare.

"Come on. Let's start. This is going to be a loooong day." Fred said.

***

We somehow cleaned all of a slime and feathers, but there is still a lot to clean up. And we may or may not have had a small fight with slime and we may or may not be covered in slime and feathers. We look like some zombie chickens.