Chaos Ensues - A Fred And George Weasley Story

Induced Problems

Weeks had passed, and it was soon Halloween. The day you had dreaded. You'd find out if Fred, George, or Cedric would be picked for the tournament.

There were stories about the deadliness and dangers of past tournaments, and it scared the hell out of you. You knew they were all more than capable, but it still worried you. Since your dates with the twins, you hardly saw them. You dug deep to remain focused on school work, and they wanted to respect your wishes.

The morning of Halloween, you woke up to Hannah standing over your bed.

"Merlin, Hannah. You're being awfully creepy," you said sleepily. 

"Sorry! I was asked to give these to you. Excitement overcame me."

"Give me what?" you asked while rubbing your eyes.

Hannah handed you two folded pieces of parchment and waggled her eyebrows before leaving the dormitory.

You sat up in bed and unfolded one of the parchments. 

Hey you,

Sorry to involve Hannah in our secret, but I know she's your friend and that she is trustworthy. I miss you dearly, and scarcely seeing your face these last couple of weeks have been torture. I keep thinking about your face illuminated under the lights of my firework magic. The way the highlights and shadows bounced on your face and made your features somehow even more perfect. I keep clinging onto that moment. Seeing your smile light up the entire castle grounds has been the only memory keeping me sane through Snape's lectures. I can't wait to see your face tonight at the feast. I hope you'll ditch your wonderful Hufflepuff friends and sit with us. I know Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione miss you too. 

All my love, 

Freddie

You smiled to yourself as you read his letter over and over. You tucked it away in the book on your bedside table before opening the second one.

Hi honey,

I know Fred is writing you a letter, so I couldn't sit back and let him have all the glory. Like him, I miss you dearly. We went to Hogsmeade a few nights after our date and knocked back a ton of rounds of firewhiskey shots. We talked about how special you are. The way your smile highlights every room, how your laugh is a resounding harp that we're obligated to dance to. We know it's been short, but you, my darling, make seconds feel like minutes, and minutes feel like hours. All while making it still never enough. Like Fred, I'm humbly requesting your magnifying  presence at the feast this evening.

Fondly yours,

George

You clutched the note close to your chest before folding it back up and tucking it away with the other. 

Thankfully, it was a Saturday evening. You knew the parties would rage tonight after finding out the champions. You wanted to get in a couple of hours of studying before the feast and the inevitable rager, so you dressed for the afternoon and headed to study hall.

On the way, you were pulled around a corner and dragged into an empty hallway closet.

"What the fuck?!" you screeched. You hadn't even had a chance to see who grabbed you, and you presumed it was one of the twins.

But you were wrong.

"Hello gorgeous."

It was Draco fucking Malfoy.

"What do you want? Another bat-bogey?" You crossed your arms in annoyance. Draco was blocking the doorway, and you knew that you wouldn't be let out until he was satisfied.