my twins (fred weasley)

Chapter Twelve

Summer break

SAPHS POV:
It was the last day of our 6th year. I was thrilled to be going back to the Weasleys for the summer. While I was in Freds dorm, George and Ron walk in with their trunks already packed, Huge smiles on their faces.
"You guys ready?" Ron asks, obviously growing impatient.
"Yes Ron." I chuckled as I grabbed Freds hand.
As we walked onto the train we found an empty compartment in the front. I sat in between Fred and George, with Ron, Hermione, and Harry on across from us. Thats how it always seemed to be. Me and the twins, Ron Harry and Hermione. Two separate groups. They were called the 'Golden Trio'. Maybe we could be the 'Silver Trio'. I chuckled to myself at the thought.
"Whats so funny, love?" Fred lightly smiles.
"Oh its nothing." I rest my head on his shoulder. He smelled like fireworks and cinnamon. He always smelled the same, but I wasn't complaining. I took in his scent as I looked out the window. I spent the whole train ride looking out that stupid window. Hearing the others talking in the background, but not paying attention to what they were saying.

Suddenly the train came to a stop, and I noticed Molly and Arthur standing by the wall, waiting to greet us. As I stood up Fred placed his lips on mine. They tasted like bubblegum and fruit flavored candy. I brushed his long hair behind his ear and he wrapped his arm around my waist. We stepped off the train and went to greet his parents.
"Sapphire dear! We are so glad to see you again!" She says as she wraps me into a tight embrace.
"Im glad to see you too Molly!" I exchange a smile with her."
We all get to the Burrow and put all our things in the rooms we would be staying in. I stay in Fred and Georges room as usual, Harry stays in Rons room, and Hermione in Ginnys. As we put away our stuff we hear molly yell for Fred and I to get down there.
"Oh no what did we do?" Fred said with a smile while he rubs the back of his neck.
"Lets go find out." I say as I grab his hand and pull him out the room. We walk down the stairs to meet Molly in the kitchen who was cutting up some carrots.
"I need you two to go to the shop and get some potatoes." She says to us, not stopping the cutting at the vegetable."
"Yes ma'am." Fred says as he grabs my hand and leads me out the front door. As we are walking down the road I kick a rock in front of me. This causes Fred to kick the rock towards me. This started a game of soccer between the two of us until he had kicked the rock too hard and lost it.
"Wow Fred, I guess I won?" I smirk until he throws me over his shoulder. Such a sore loser.
"Mad you lost Freddie?"
"I let you win dummy."
"Yeah sure. Put me down."
"Ha. No." I lightly slap his back but it was no use. He eventually let me down when we made it to the shop. He picked about twenty potatoes before saying "I hope this is enough." I give him a little chuckle.
"Um- Im sure it is."
"Ron its a lot!" He defended himself. He chuckled to himself while paying for the insane amount. As we walked into the kitchen, Molly had everything prepared.
"Did we take too long?" I ask her.
"No darling! The potatoes are for tomorrow!" She flashes a smile as she rushes us to sit down and eat with the rest of the family. Apparently it was Ron and Georges turn to do the dishes tonight. As Ron and George started arguing on who would put the dishes away and who would wash them, Fred and I went to the room, trying not to laugh at their argument. As we get to the bedroom we lay with each other. Not really talking. Just taking in each others presence. Until Fred breaks the silence.
"Can we paint?"
"What?"
"We should paint." I look up at him with a grin. He knew I always liked painting, He's never tried to paint with me before though. We find two canvases, some brushes and paints. I was painting a meadow, and a field of flowers when I felt cold on my cheek. He had wiped a brush full of yellow paint on my cheek. Fred ran across the room as he knew what I was about to do. I grabbed the cup of blue paint and stood on the bed. I dumped the cup over his head, coloring his hair blue. He stared at me with his eyes in shock and his mouth slightly open. Suddenly he ran his fingers through his hair, and put the remaining paint into my hair.
"You complete wanker!" I yell at him trying to hold back my laugh. He grabbed another cup of paint and held it in front of him.
"You come any closer and your hair will be pink." He says, threatening me. I smiled and rolled my eyes at him as I walked out of the room and towards the bathroom. As I go to shut the door Freds hand stops it.
"I need to shower too. My hair is blue." He grins.
"Fine fine, Cmon."
We both get into the shower, feeling the hot water on our bodies.We both grab the shampoo and wash the paint out of each others hair. After we were done the shower was stained all sorts of blue, yellow, and green. He grabs his wand and says a spell that brings the paint stain right out.