(Minnie pov) (July) (half blood prince)
I jogged down the stairs and went to the front of the store, Fred was stocking up products and I was bored.
"Babe," he jumps in fright before laughing, "I'm bored, can I do something around here?" I said quietly.
"Princess, do whatever you want to do, I'm not stopping you," he chuckles as he checked off the clipboard.
"Ooh," I read some of the products and smile, "can I tick them off?" I ask.
"All right," Fred said, I leaned against the counter as he stood very close to me.
"Can I have a kiss too?" I ask as he complied and gave me a sweet, but quick kiss.
"There you go-" he said but I took his suit by my soft grasp and pulled him back into a kiss. His hands placed themselves on either side of the counter as my hands let his suit go and wrapped around his neck instead.
"Baby not here," he whispered, panting slightly when we pulled away, "later, I promise."
"Okay," he kissed my cheek and then stepped back, he then looked at what I was wearing and smiled, "you look very pretty today, Minnie."
"Thank you," I smiled, eyes shining in awe at him, he walked around the counter and I watch him with a smile.
"But take your boots off, it's very hot today," he said, "I don't want you to get sick."
"Fair point," I bent over and unzipped my boots before taking them off and placing them under the counter.
"Ready?" Fred asked me, I nod as I pushed myself up and sat on the counter, I take the clipboard and then paused as I watched my hand.
"M-Maybe I shouldn't do it..." he looked concerned as I held the pen with my trembling hand.
"Oh baby," he sighs as he touches my hand, "why didn't you see madam Pomfrey about your hand?"
"I- erm... I," my head falls as I take my hat off, "I was scared she was going to tell Umbridge about my hand..." I confess.
"Is there anything we can do?" Fred questioned me.
"I found that wrapping it up stopped it... but it's too hot today to do that," I sighed, "or wear a tight glove."
"Do you still want to do the clipboard?" Fred asked.
"I don't want to ruin it," I sighed.
"Here's what we can do," Fred said, "get your quick quote quill out." I smiled, "and let it do it for you."
"Accio quick quote quill," I say and it appears out of thin air. "Ready then you are."
"Let's get working."
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"Fireworks are stocked!" Fred shouts, I look to my quill as I tap the fireworks, the quill ticked it off and I smile.
"Yep!"
"So are the fainting fancies and nose bleed nougats!" I tap them both and my quill ticks them.
"Got it!"
George walked into the store and smiles as I wave, "hi there."
"Hello George," I reply.
"Puking pastels are done too!" Fred shouts and I tap the board again.
"Helping out huh?" I nod my head.
"I can't write without my hand shaking so I'm improvising."
"Nerve damage?" I nod my head.
"Darkness powder done too!" I tap the board and the quill followed.
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Never Is Our Always
RandomAlice 'Minnie' Jordan-Greenwood, a third year Gryffindor who has a Quidditch team of over protective parents *cough* mostly Oliver *cough*, was living the silent life in books and harmony... well that is until the infamous Weasley Twins decide to tr...
