Back To The Place Where We Belong 6

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(Minnie pov)

"Are we going to get food or are we going home?" I asked Fred, intertwining our fingers as we crossed the road together.

"We are going to... get something to eat, I am starving!" Fred said, then he looks down at me.

"I'm a bit peckish," I reply, "I'm sure there's a cafe somewhere near by."

"I believe there's not not too far from kings cross station." Fred replies, "wanna apparate there?"

"Oh god yes."

Crack!

We hid behind a wall before walking out of the alleyway and wander down the street among the other towns people.

"There's one," I point and Fred nods.

"Maybe Dad isn't such a weirdo after all," I heard Fred say as we duck into a cafe to get something to eat.

"Ello loves, what can I getcha?" The woman asked us as we approached the counter.

"Umm..." I glanced up and then smile, "can I get a large cappuccino with two sugars please with a cinnamon muffin please? What do you want my love?" I ask him.

"Same as you please," he said quietly.

"Make that two, but the second cappuccino with two and a half sugars please." She nods as she wrote it down before smiling.

"That'll be £9.10, please?" I nod as I pulled my muggle money out and handed it over.

"I could've paid for it," Fred said but I shake my head at him as the woman smiles.

"It'll be ready in a moment," she told me. We thanked her as she handed us a number and we went to find a table.

"How about here?" I ask and Fred nods as we sat down opposite each other.

"Now, let's talk business."

"Okay then," I said, an amused smile laced on my lips as I look at Fred. Then my eyes unwillingly fell on to his arms and I couldn't concentrate.

"What are you looking at?" Fred asked me.

"Sorry, it's your arms," I blurted, "umm..." I clear my throat and then look into his eyes again, "so work."

"You want to open a bakery?" I nod my head, "talk to me about it."

"Okay, so I saw an old store down the street of Diagon alley a few weeks ago and I thought about getting a job." I told him, "so it got me thinking, 'what am I good at?' And I went straight to cooking. It's the only thing that I know I can do without fail." I explained to him, he was smiling.

"I can't wait to visit your store."

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After a nice cup do coffee and our muffins were devoured, the pair of us decided to walk around London.

Then, I saw something beautiful.

I linger my eyes on the passing couple holding a small baby and try to contain my excitement as I tug lightly on Fred's blazer,  "look, look Fred look how cute," we stop and turn, I have a smile miles wide on my face.

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