Fred Weasley Imagines

Rainy Days

There was a rainy day in Hogwarts, which was quite unusual for this time of the month. But lucky for you, you loved the rain. You could actually do your schoolwork for once in your lifetime. It's not that you don't want to do it, you just become lazy when it comes to it. And where there is a sunny day outside , there is no way you will spend it inside. So you were currently in the library. The books were open, parchment and ink laid right in front of you, rain hitting the windows and some noise coming from the winds that blew against the Hogwarts door. It was wonderful.

You sat there for almost 3 hours now, working on your essays and homework. You had no clue you were that behind, but you were almost finished with it and you weren't gonna stop now. That was your goal until you felt something on your leg. You jumped out from the chair and looked down. A ginger boy was hidden under your table, freckles under his brown eyes and a wide grinn spread across his face. You hoped to see which house he was in, but from the circumstances you knew excatly who he was. "Bloody hell, Weasley! You want to give me a heart attack."

"Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you love, but I am currently on the run." he replied, his head popping out of the table and turning left and right.

"And where is your other partner in crime?" you said, still not knowing which of them is which.

"Georgie left me to die. I told him we should go to a library and he ran up to the Astronomy tower. That git." That makes him Fred, you thought. Suddenly the library door opened and another tall ginger came bursting in. His face was almost as red as his hair, his fists clenched against his body and his shirt, full of holes." Come sit back down. Pretend everything is normal." he whispered to you.

You slowly walked back to your seat and whispered down. "What will I get in return?"

" Well... I could think of a few ways." grinned Fred.

"I was more thinking more of...oh I don't know.... do my school work for about two weeks." you started to bargain.

"You must be mad. I don't even do my schoolwork, you think I'll do someone else's." his voice a bit louder.

Ron suddenly noticed you, sitting there. It was quite suspicious to him, that you were talking to yourself. He walked over and you looked up from your book, which you were reading. "Hello Ronald. What are you doing here? Are we on for tutoring?"

"No. No" he replied, his red face looking left and right.

You looked down to his shirt, torn and full with holes. "What happened to you?" you asked.

"My brothers happened. Did you see them?" he asked, coming a bit closer and jumping up and down from rage.

" I don't know. You know I have been pretty busy with this schoolwork. I didn't really pay attention to my surroundings. I have no idea how I will go through with it for the next two weeks." you hinted down on Fred.

Fred rolled his eyes. I mean the fact that his little brother has a bad temper and that he just blew him up, he was sure he would be dead. But also he would rather be dead than do school for two weeks.

"So? Did you see them?" asked Ron, confused.

"If I saw one of them, what excatly are you going to do to him?" you asked, feeling Fred tense up down there.

"I'll kill him, thats what! I'll kill him with that exploading thing of his!" he yelled, getting a loud shush from madam Pince. "I am gonna push that thing so far down their throat, they won't speak for weeks." You chuckled and, without Ron seeing, you dropped the pencil and a tiny piece of paper on the ground. "Is he here? I saw you talking to yourself earlier. Quite odd of you."