Life after destruction- Fred Weasley

Klutz

Hey babies, i made a TikTok saying if i should upload another chapter yesterday and majority of the votes were yes but, My day was filled with school so I didn't get the chance to write another chapter. To make it up to you, I'll post two chapters today! thank you for all the love I've been receiving just on my first two chapters!! Also ***TW blood is mentioned and people may find content triggering, does contain profanity too, please be careful and let me know if anything is ever too much!*** Don't forget to click that little star at the bottom!

It's been almost two weeks since Oliver and I moved into the Burrow. I was helping Molly with supper as she was rambling on about who knows what. I was cutting carrots into small little pieces for the soup as I cut my finger; and badly. I wince pretty loudly, cringing at the same time because I didn't want Molly to hear me. Knowing Molly, she'd stop everything she's doing just to help me. I turn to Molly and there she already was, standing closer to me then she was before, trying to see my finger. "I'm okay Molly.." I smile through the pain. "I promise" Molly squints at me before going back to what she was doing before.

I can't lie, It really did hurt, and I couldn't keep touching the food with the bloody finger. "I'll be right back, I've got to use the Loo" Molly doesn't even look up from the food. Potter, Granger, and the weasel would be back tonight so she's too concentrated on getting everything right. "Alright dear, no need to come back, I'll take it from here." I got the feeling she knew I got hurt but I didn't say anything and just walked away.

Oliver, Fred, and George were outside playing quidditch and even though I've literally lived here for two weeks now, I still had absolutely no idea where the bathroom was. I walk around the halls for what felt like 10 minutes now, blood from my finger leaving a trail behind me. I knew Molly would end up insisting to clean it so I thought, the faster I find the bathroom, the faster I can clean it for her instead. 

As I'm walking, I'm looking back at the trail of blood and didn't realize someone was standing in front of me until I slammed into their back. Losing my balance, mostly by being surprised, I fell on the floor, twisting my ankle. "Merlin's beard Y/n are you okay?" I look up, the tall ass Fred Weasley was standing right in front of me.

Annoyed from the pain, I snapped at him, "Yeah Fredrick, I'm fine." I look straight into his confused eyes as I got up. Just to fall back down from the pain in my foot. "shit" I whispered 

"What the fuck y/n, what happened?!" I look back up at Fred, seeing him eyeing down the trail of blood behind me. Seeing I didn't answer him, he kneels down to my level. I shut my eyes and winced as he grabbed my hand to observe the cut. "Look at me- what happened" I couldn't explain it, for some reason, I was embarrassed that he saw me like this. I open my eyes, "I cut it while helping your mum with supper." Fred scrunched his eyebrows with confusion, I knew what he was about to ask. 

"She didn't do anything about this?" I shook my head no, "I didn't tell her.." He opened his mouth to say something but he paused. Looking back down to my hand, he sighed, "Can you get up?" I tried getting up but fell back down right away, I nodded my head no. With that, he picked me up bridal style and took me to the bathroom. He sat me down on the toilet and started to leave the room.

"Hey, where are y-" Fred looked back, his hand on the door knob. "I'll be right back" He replied in a low voice, I look up at his eyes and nod my head. About 10 minutes later, he came back in the bathroom with just one rag.

I look at him with a confused face, "Took you that long to get just one rag?" I joke, he doesn't smile. "Hey, what's wrong?" he doesn't reply, just looks back at my hand before wetting the rag.

Once the rag touched my hand, it burned. Badly. I bite my lip to keep me from making and sounds. "How were you able to get blood all over you?" I open my mouth to speak but he doesn't let me, "You've got to be more careful, the second I got downstairs, mum asked if you were okay she said you were gone for an hour. This doesn't look good, if I hadn't found you any earlier, this could've gotten worse.." I knew it was dumb not telling anyone but Molly seemed so concentrated and Fred, George, and Oliver were all having fun and there was no point in disturbing anyone. "I just didn't want to bother anyone" I mumbled, hoping he wouldn't hear it.