The Raven and the Ginger

Chapter 2

"What we're you thinking! Taking out that ridiculous bludger! You could have seriously hurt someone!" I start coming to my senses as I hear Molly scolding Fred and George and I quietly laugh. She hears and turns to me to say, "Oh thank Merlin! Don't worry doll, I'll have you fixed up and no time! I just had to wait until you were awake to make sure you were okay with it."

"Oh yeah, I'm sure she'll want a crooked witches nose to match her vampire teeth!" Fred chuckles but quickly stops as we all stare at him. "Sorry not the right time?"

"No"

"You can do whatever you need Molly. As long as it fixes whatever this is." I say pointing at the distraught figure currently taking residence in the middle of my face.

"Fred what we're you even planning on doing with that bludger?" Ginny asks, clearly annoyed at her older brother.

"Well- I- We-" he stutters, strangely distraught by the current ordeal, "George?"

George rolls his eyes quickly and says, "We were going to practice a bit while everyone was inside, so as we put the quaffle away, Freddie grabbed the bludger out and we were going to hit it around but it slipped out of his grip and I suppose found it's target."

"Target?" I say angry that he aimed it towards me, then wincing at the throbbing pain in my head as I sat up.

"No, no, no, not our target. I swear I didn't do this on purpose!" Fred defends.

"I turn back to his mother as she flicks out her wand, "Episkey!"

A quick pain shot through my nose and a large crack sounded. I raised a hand to my face and the large twist in my nose was gone.

I gave Molly a hug and thanked her before walking back upstairs to Ginnys room to unpack my bags. Even after multiple years of knowing the twins and knowing we will be nothing more than that, ever, Molly still doesn't trust us in the same room. The same for Hermione with Ron and Harry.

I shake my head and fold things into the spare dressers. I pull out my large scrapbook of Polaroids of me and the twins. So many summers, and so many more.

I went to put it under my trousers away from sight. I didn't want to give it to them until our last year of school as a gift.

There were pictures of Fred and George on their thirteenth birthday, skating on the muggle skateboards I got them. Arthur broke his wrist that day because he tried them out too. At the same time.

There was another one of me with frosting all over my face after Ginny insisted that her cake smelt funny and as soon as I leaned over George smacked my head down and right into the frosting. The next picture was of both boys and Ginny with cake in their hair after I had chased them around outside with handfuls of it, throwing it at them like snowballs.

Fred with his newest broomstick.

The both of them throwing me into the pond behind their house as their method of  teaching me to swim quickly.

Molly tugging them by the ears to the attic after they put a Whoopie cushion under her chair cushion when Arthur's coworkers from the ministry were over for a dinner.

Us sitting on the Astronomy tower railing after barely escaping Filch and his damned cat.

All of a sudden the bedroom door swung open and Ginerva Weasley was standing in the doorway.

"What's that?" She says curiously, "A diary?"

I blushed and swiftly slipped it into the drawer. "Nothing for you to worry about you nosey little girl." I say sticking my tongue out and winking.

"Oh, rubbish. I know exactly what it is!"

"Er- you do?"

"Of course! You're not the best at hiding thing you know. I've gone through it multiple times too. They really are cute pictures. Have you ever thought about photography?"

I laughed at the thought of that, thinking of the joke shop the twins and I were already planning. Have been planning since our fourth year, "Possibly, you never know!" I shrug my shoulders and fix my now messed up clothing items that were effected by my aggressive hiding of the book.

I finished placing my items away and headed back downstairs where Hermione was waiting for us with Ron and Percy. The twins were outside as they normally were when Hermione and Ron were together because he 'can't stand to see such pathetic flirting but then ignoring that they should just bloody date already and give everyone a break', so I went out and joined them.

As soon as I stepped out of the back doorway, another bludger zipped past my head and into Fred's bat.

"For Godric's sake Fredrick! You're going to to kill me one day!" I say stomping over to my broom and meeting them in the center of the field.

"George hit it towards you! I saved you!"

"Whatever."

"You do realize that you owe me now right? I did just save you from your inevitable doom."

"Fred you just broke my nose about thirty minutes ago. You really want to start this right now?"

"What if I were to say yes?"

"Then I'll challenge you to a match. Loser owes the winner. Anything they want, as long as it's reasonable."

"You want to bet?"

"Absolutely!"

"You're going to regret this Vamp!" He says racing to the quidditch pitch.

"Not now Fred! Your mum will see us! Tonight. George can keep score. Me against you, only rule is that you have to stay inside the pitch and no life-threatening injuries. And if you do get hurt, you fell down the stairs."

"Deal." He smirks and him and George take off into the long grass and all I could see was flicks of red locks peeping above the grass.