best friends

chapter 12. surprise

Five days had passed since Fred last saw luna and the Weasleys are back in London. He had tried everything he could do to get to Luna but since the protection wards were still up at Shell Cottage, there wasn't anything he could do. He even managed to get a hold of Bill but Bill wouldn't budge.

"Give her time." Bill had told him yesterday. "She'll come around soon."

"Yeah. Soon." Fred snorted.

Fred was currently going over expenses for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. He and George gave themselves the day off to finish off last minute paperwork before the month was over and George was currently out doing Merlin knows what.

Sighing and tossing the paperwork onto the small coffee table that sat in front of the sofa, Fred stood up and stretched, figuring he'd heat up some food that his Mum had sent over the night before.

Making his way into the kitchen, Fred opened the fridge and took out a container of roast beef and potatoes. Placing it on the kitchen table, he pointed his wand at the plate, mumbled a heating spell, and took a seat. Just as he was about to dive in, the flat door flew open and in barged George.

Quickly disposing of his jacket, George spotted Fred in the kitchen and strode over to keep him company. "You were right about Angie." He mumbled as he picked out a fork from a kitchen drawer and seated himself next to Fred at the table. "Just when I thought I had managed to corner her by herself, Lee shows up and she bats her eyelashes at him! She even did that whole muggle thing where she twirls her hair around her finger!" He stabbed a potato with his fork and shoved it in his mouth. "That little tart." He mumbled.

Fred was too amused by the fact that was correct about Angie that he didn't even mind when George started to eat his food.

"Have you heard from Luna yet?" George managed to get out with a mouth full of food.

Fred rolled his eyes to where his brother couldn't see and shook his head. "Nope. Shell Cottage is still off limits and Bill won't help out." He finally decided to go ahead and eat before George finished it all. Cutting off a chunk of roast beef, he shoved it in his mouth and averted his gaze from his brother who was now staring at him.

"What are you going to do if she refuses to see you because she chose ron?"

"I-I don't know." Fred sadly mumbled. He shook his head and stuffed more food in his mouth but George wouldn't drop the subject.

"You can always move on." George shrugged. "But then you'll always have to keep looking over your shoulder and around every corner to make sure luna isn't there."

"What's going on with you?" Fred's voice cracked at the end as he tried changing the subject. "Any other witch you might wanna take a chance on?"

George had this far away look in his eye and his lips slowly formed a grin. "You know.." He started. "Luna has to show up to Sunday lunch at Mum's sooner or later. We should switch places for the day, see how it goes." Fred groaned and stood up from the table, getting himself a drink from the fridge. "We should corner her at Mum's so she can't avoid you. Or me." He added as an afterthought. "She might be your Veela but it would be fun to mess with her for old time's sake."

Fred choked on his pumpkin juice and and stared wide-eyed at his twin. "You want to prank Luna? A Veela?" George nodded. "She'll murder you! She'll murder us!" Fred panicked.

George laughed at his brother's expression and before he could comment back, an owl swooped in through an open window and landed on the counter. It was a beige colored owl with black speckles above it's eyes and sleek feathers.