Consequences Of Mischief: FRED WEASLEY ENEMIES TO LOVERS

The Taste Of Blueberry

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Fred and Morgan arrived in the small town of Ottery St Catchpole around twenty some odd minutes after their little altercation on the road. 

Despite their eventful start, Morgan had to admit the rest of the trip proved to be quite uneventful, which provided her with some relief.

Though the rest of the ride was technically uneventful, that didn't mean Fred hadn't found multiple way to annoy the living shit out of Morgan the entire way there.

For one, he insisted- on multiple occasions- that he sing the entire "Wierd Sisters" discography at the top of his lungs.

"Absolutely not" Morgan had said, only to be met with the screeching sound of Fred's falsetto voice. 

"Move your body like a hairy troll" 

"Please don't do this Fredward." Morgan had pleaded. 

"Learning to rock and roll

Spin around like a crazy elf

Dancin' by himself"

Morgan wanted to shield her eyes and not look, or listen, to the dancing boy next to her- but much like a train running off the track, she couldn't look away. 

Fred begun shimming his shoulders while keeping both hands on the wheel. It started off slow at first, but then everything went ham when the chorus arrived. 

"Sorry Jude, once the music gets me going- there's no knowing when I'll stop!" He shouted, not paying attention to the slowly fuming girl siting next to him. 

Once the song had ended, Morgan gave a sigh of relief- thinking she was finally safe. 

Little did she know when Fred said he was going to sing the entire Wierd Sisters discography...he meant the entire weird sister's discography.  

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Morgan could have kissed the ground beneath her feet when she finally arrived at the small muggle pharmacy.

"Aw, we're here already?" Fred had asked, "that was one of the best car trips i've had with you."

Morgan glared at the ginger boy, unbuckling her seatbelt. 

"speak for yourself Freddie" she mumbled, propping open her door and exiting the blue vehicle and walking towards the pharmacy. 

Fred followed closely behind. 

"c'mon" Fred started, "It couldn't be that bad"

Morgan stopped in her tracks, in an effort to turn to face Fred. However, she had obviously not noticed how small a distance Fred was following her at- as she collided straight into the massive boy. 

"oof"

She found herself once again resenting the boys rigorous quidditch training schedule again, as their slight collision wouldn't have hit her so hard this time last year. 

"Watch where you're going Jude!" Fred shouted at her, reaching out his hands to stabilize the discombobulated girl. 

Morgan stared down the boy for a couple moments before responding: 

"I am so picking the music on the way back." 

She turned back around and headed for the small pharmacy. 

The pharmacy was a small, square old building that appeared to have some of the exterior paint peeling at its sides. It was not much to look at, in fact- Morgan wondered how they had stayed in business.  Morgan approached the double doors and pushed forward with her good hand to enter the small space.