Wicked (Fred Weasley x Reader)

2. Acquaintances and acquainting

"Ginny, wake up!" I nearly shouted at her, shaking her in her bed "Come on! We've already had breakfast, you're the only one left and everyone will be waiting for you."
She responded with a loud grunt of annoyement before hiding her head under her pillow.
"Oh no you don't." I said pulling on the pillow that she was hoklding tight.

"Just let me sleep, Y/n!" Ginny's muffled voice came from under the pillow. "Just five more minutes."
"You said five more minutes an hour ago!" I laughed finally succeeding in taking the pillow from her. "Get changed and come downstairs or your mom will make us go without you. She's really cross with you for some reason."
"What?" she gasped sitting up "She is? What have I done?"
"I don't know but she frowns every time your name comes up and did suggest we'd leave already." I shrugged coming out of the bedroom.

"Will she come out?" asked Hermione who was waiting outside.
"Trust me, she will." I nodded smirking. And as a matter of fact, only a minute later, Ginny was out of the room, all dressed and ready to come downstairs. When we reached the kitchen though, it was for her to find out I had just told her rubbish about her mom who didn't even looked like she cared about her daughter sleeping in.
"Y/n, I swear..." muttered Ginny to me.
"What? I got you up, didn't I?" I giggled, proud of my success.

Ginny had her breakfast while the rest of us got ready to go. When she was done, we still had a little time to spare.
Mr. Weasley suggested we leave immediatly though. He said we 'didn't want to keep people waiting' which none of us really understood.

We had to reach a portkey which was set about thirty minutes away from the Burrow. As I walk, both Fred and George came to walk by my sides.
"You did win our bet yesterday." started Fred.
"So do you fancy another one?" asked George. "Maybe on the outcome of the Quidditch match?"
Both had large grins on their face to the point where I didn't know if I was willing to trust them on that one.

"Maybe not this time." I shrugged, my eyes going from one of them to the other.
"We're not planing on tricking you or anything," laughed Fred seeing my expression "just pretty convinced about what we'd bet."
"Why's that?" I asked surprised "What would you bet?"
"Spoilers!" they said in unison.
I was going to ask again but we came to a halt.

We found ourselves before a tall and thick tree in the middle of a fork in the path.
A man with a bowler hat and a backpack was standing under it and seemed to lighten up when seeing us arrive.
"Amos!" said Mr. Weasley approching the man.
"Arthur! You look good!" responded the man who simply had to be Amos.
"Not like you." laughed Mr. Weasley looking especially joyfull. "Children, this is Amos Diggory, a good friend of mine from work. He and his son will join us in our trip."

"Diggory?" I could hear Fred say behind me.
I had heard that name somewhere too and it came back to me the second a tall dark haired boy came out from behind the tree where he had probably been sitting.
"You all know Cedric?" asked Mr. Diggory looking at his son and then turning to Harry "He won in a quidditch match against Harry last year."

I let out a little giggle looking at Harry's expression after hearing that line. He looked slightly annoyed but just kept on smiling anyway.
Cedric was tall and well built, his dark hair made a beautifull contrast with his grey eyes and I exchanged looks with Hermione and Ginny immediatly as we agreed that Cedric Diggory was handsome as hell. What was it with me lately? First Bill and now Cedric? Although, Cedric looked more like a Disney Prince than Bill who was more of a rock star.

"So pretty boy Diggory caught your eyes too?" said Fred moving closer to me as the two Diggorys were taking turns shaking hands with everyone. "My brother I was joking, but Diggory, him I believe you could really fancy. Am I right?" he said making me blush. He moved away when Cedric came to shake our hands.