dream of me // Fred Weasley

2. Grapes

All four of boys turned away from the girls and Ron blushed furiously. "I had to say something!" Ginny whispered and shrugged her shoulders as both Blair and Hermione stared at her with wide eyes. The boys looked down at their feet as they made their way around the seats at the table. Ron had sat next to Blair, very awkwardly, with George next to him, Harry had taken the seat next to Hermione and Fred sat at the head of the table, next to Ginny and Blair, opposite his mother.

Blair had finally gotten the taste of the rancid potion out of her mouth, she looked around the table to see all of the boys looking anywhere but at Blair, until she got to Ron who was staring at Blair's chest. "Hey!" she shouted, smacking his arm and Ron looked up at her, his face now redder than his hair. He turned to face Hermione, who was looking at him with a deep scowl on her face. Obviously not sure where to look, he began panic filling his plate with a mountain of food before he started to inhale his breakfast.

Fred, George and Harry were all laughing loudly as they watched a very embarrassed Ron avoid the eyes of his best friends, sister and mother. "So when did you get here?" Fred asked, Blair had been so mortified by Ginny's proclamation that she had hardly noticed him sitting down next to her.

She turned to look at him and was pleasantly greeted by his lazy morning smile. His eyes were still sleepy and his hair was a mess of floppy waves that hung over his eyes until he sluggishly pushed them away from his face. He was just sitting. Sitting at the kitchen table, like he had done thousands and thousands of times before now, but still Blair thought he looked even more stunning that he did the last time she had seen him.

"Last night," Blair said with a smile and Fred nodded as he buttered himself a piece of toast and pulled a handful of grapes onto his plate. "Why are you drinking a... you know, that kind of potion anyway?" Ron said loudly through mouthfuls of food. Blair turned away from Fred's carved face to see Ron chomping down on a bite of a bacon roll that was absolutely too big for his mouth. She frowned at him as a large piece of bacon fell from his mouth, only to be picked up and shoved back in.

"You're disgusting," Blair said as she watched her best friend drop ketchup down the front of his pyjama top. He made a kissing motion at her and Blair couldn't hold it in, she let out a loud laugh as she pushed Ron away from her. "Seriously though, who are you trying to impress here?" he raised an eyebrow as he took another enormous bite. "Ronald!" Mrs Weasley hissed and Ron's eyes went wide, "I'm just saying!" he tried to defend himself, his mouth still full of food, "it's hardly like it's for anyone here!" Blair rolled her eyes, mentally taking note to hit Ginny later for making this the excuse.

"It's a test run!" Blair said and this seemed to be enough to satisfy Ron; but his sudden stopping of the interrogation may have also had something to do with the fact this his mother was staring him down, very threateningly. Hermione and Ginny both choked back laughter as Blair narrowed her eyes at them, shaking her head lightly, of course this made them laugh even more. They seemed to think that all of the boys thinking that Blair was testing out a boob enhancement potion before breakfast was hilarious.

"I'll get you," Blair mouthed over the table to Ginny who winked and blew her a kiss. "So what's the plan for today?" George asked as Blair looked down and picked up a grape from Fred's plate before looking over and shrugging her shoulders, "wait mum when do you go to Romania?" Fred asked from the end of the table and Mrs Weasley's eyes went wide as she set down her cup of tea.

"Oh my God, I completely forgot!" she said, looking up at Fred; with him distracted by his mother, Blair snuck another grape from his plate. "Okay well I need all of you to be out of the house today, your father and I leave tomorrow evening but I'll need to make a lot of things before I go so it would be easier if you all were not here," she said hurriedly, making lists in her mind as she scribbled things down on an envelope. No one dared argue with Mrs Weasley, even when she wasn't panicking about something, you just did whatever she said.