MUSEUMS OF FEAR ― golden trio era

I. aimless crush

Rays of sunshine reflected against the dusty windows of the Weasley's burrow hitting Sebastian right in the eye. He moved closer to Mercy, trying to get out of the sun's way. Ron was staring at the two, while washing the plates that they almost smashed against the wooden floor a few moments before. Don't ask what they were trying to do... well he and Mercy, Sebastian was sitting far away making sure to cover himself if the glass slips from their hand or if the other one doesn't catch it. Who would've thought plates were great frisbees.

After their small rest, they glanced back to the piles of paper glaring at them, like they've grown eyes. Narrowed red eyeballs appeared on the pages making them feel uneasy. Ron anxiously threw a spoon at their homework, at that moment Mercy finally removed her sight from it. Instant worry washed over her, she immediately headed towards her notes and started studying. Sebastian's eyebrows rose up as he watched her sit at the wooden table.

"Isn't it called a summer break because we get a break from school. Cause this, this right here is a form of torture." Sebastian complained, his hands grasped bunch of white papers, slightly crunching them as he lifted them up in the air.

"And this torture lasts seven years." Ron added from the kitchen while drying the dishes, using Ginny's favorite cloth. Although Ginny's response to that didn't concern him since he was completing her chore, therefore making things easier for her.

"If we don't die till then."

"Such optimistic thoughts for your future Seb, I envy you." Mercy replied to Sebastian's blunt sentence. He raised his shoulders uninterestedly in what Mercy thinks about his mindset. To be fair, he didn't understand it either, he couldn't comprehend his own brain sometimes, it's like he couldn't control the sentences singing their way through his throat and leaving through his lips. He was thankful for that one part of his brain capturing those words forming inside while he was in an uncomfortable situation, otherwise it wouldn't be nice to be in his skin.

"Hey young ones." Arthur Weasley came into the messy room, taking off his hat to reveal little hair which was on the edge of being able to be named ginger. Their eyes adverted to the man positioning himself on the counter which was already falling apart.

"Hello Mr. Weasley."

"Hey dad."

"I see you haven't done any of the work."

"Some, it's just so bloody boring and dad, I need you to sign this for me." indicating his father's questioning expression he continued, " McGonagall sent a letter and you have to sign it so I am allowed to visit Hogsmeade."

"And why would I do that?" Arthur joked, grabbing a pen from his jacket's pocket. After he signed, he looked at his nephew, "You need this signed too?"

Sebastian shook his head, declaring his mother has already signed it this morning. They all had a small chat about the incoming school year. It was mostly complaints and Arthur couldn't blame them. He couldn't stop thinking about Ginny and what happened last year, it made him sick to his stomach whenever he thought about his daughter never entering their home again.

Their conversation was interrupted by a tall prankster of the family with his flirty greeting shot at Mercy. She lowered her head down as blush came rushing to her cheeks, she covered it by laughing. Arthur lightly slapped the boy on his head, telling him to stop teasing around.

Fred Weasley was Mercy's first crush and boy, she was not happy about that. There were so many reasons why they could never work. First, she was younger, which wasn't really a problem since the age gap between her parents is 7 years but who knows what he would think about that. Second, he was known as the player of the school, casually flirting with every girl who crosses his way. And third, however the most important one, he was Ron's brother. She knew Ron wouldn't mind it but the idea of her coming to the burrow because of Fred instead of Ron or even Ginny was just unimaginable. It was weird.