Life after destruction- Fred Weasley

The Golden Trio

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I kept my arm around Fred's arm, even though I felt no more pain on my foot, I was terrified that it would come back out of no where. It'd hurt like a bitch every time I set a foot on the ground and I really didn't want to go through that again. I was still shaking from before, and as we got closer to the kitchen, it got worse. I didn't want to get yelled at by Molly, she's brutal. Hopefully George didn't tell her how bad it actually was. Fred seemed to notice the shaking and the strong grip on his arm so he pulled me to the side before we entered the kitchen.

"Hey, relax. Mum's not going to be too brutal towards you, she loves you. Me, I'm the ones she's going to yell at." I lightly laughed at that last comment and looked down at my foot. "And don't worry about your foot either, the pain won't come back all at once. It's start, sort of like fading back in, giving you enough time to take another potion without feeling the pain from before." Fred reassured me with that iconic smile on his face. As I look up at his eyes, I couldn't help but remember what happened in the bathroom. heat rises to my face and I try to cover it up. "Thanks Freddie. For everything you did today, and for the past two weeks.." I give him a huge hug before saying, "Also, we need to talk later." The look on his face gives off the message that he knows what I'm talking about but he plays it off, "Of course love," The nickname caught me off caught but I know he did that on purpose. I wouldn't have told him that we needed to talk but the whole situation really confused me.

As my nerves relax, we finally walk into the kitchen. Molly, George, and Oliver were already sitting at the table, facing us. But there's three more heads, the back of their heads facing us. The gOLdEn tRiO. After two weeks of peace, Granger's annoying voice, Potter's fan's, and Weasel's food is back in the house.

"Oh y/n dear, how are you feeling?" Molly asked in her sweet voice. I couldn't lie to her, she'd end up finding out everything. "Hey Mrs.Weasley, I'm doing better now, Fred and George really saved my life out there" I said, with clear sarcasm at the end. The twins didn't take it as sarcasm, as they puffed their chests and gave each other a high five. Shaking my head at the twins, I was going to ask Molly if she needed help with anything until someone interrupted me.

"What happened to Wood and how did the twins save her life" I turn around, and Hermione is just standing there, sticking her nose in other people's business, like always. "Well if you really must know Granger... I was walking outside when this big ugly monster popped up out of no where and captured me, he cut my fingers and twisted my feet, worst possible pain ever" I kept making shit up, if she wanted to know, she'd know what I wanted her to know. The twins were dying of laughter at this point, but I kept going, "Oh and the twins, my favorite Weasley twins came to save me" I walked and stood between Fred and George, pulling them both closer to me by their sides, "They beat that nasty monster and helped me recover, it was slow and painful, but now look, I'm feeling so much better, Thanks to these boys." The twins were still dying of laughter as I finished my story. I have them both a peck on the cheek and sat down on a chair.

Molly comes up behind me a hits me softly in the head with the newspaper, making me and the twins laugh even harder than before. "Don't be silly, y/n just cut her finger while cutting the carrots and twisted her ankle because of Fred." Fred stands up from his chair, "Hey! she's the one who bumped into me!" I giggled as I grabbed his hand and pulled him back down, "sit down Fredrick" He glares at me but for some reason, he doesn't let go on of my hand, I don't either. After a few minutes, George notices, looks at me and raises his eyebrows. I give him a 'shut-the-fuck-up' look and he just shrugged his shoulder.