My Damned Lover: Third Year

Chapter 33

Later that night, Seraphina entered the buzzing common room, and she was immediately stopped by the Weasely twins. 

"Hey!" She whined as they pulled her down to the nearest available sofa. 

"Are you okay, Seraphina?" Fred demanded. "Are you broken? Are you hurt? Are you in one piece? Let me check." He started to turn her this way and that, and she brushed his hands away from her arms. 

"Quit using your concern as an excuse to fondle me." 

"I'm abhorred you think of me that way," Fred scoffed. 

George chuckled, "Excuse him. I got all the manners, and he was left with nothing but perviness." 

"No need to explain. I know that." Seraphina wrapped her arms around his arm and scooted closer to him. 

Fred pouted unhappily. "I don't like seeing my future wife getting cozy with my twin." 

Seraphina slapped a hand over his face and gave him a good shove. "Ow!" 

"Next time, I'll snap your neck off." 

George snickered, "That's MY wifey." 

Fred's jaw dropped open. "How come you don't say anything to him?! He called you his wifey." 

Seraphina tossed her long hair back with an impassive expression. "Then I guess you're my brother-in-law." 

Fred's jaw almost hit the floor, and George doubled with laughter. 

"You're biased," Fred muttered. 

"Did you just know that?" Seraphina quipped, and George's laugh grew louder. 

"Fine." Fred turned towards her. "Let's say the only guys on this planet left are me or Percy. Who'd you pick?" 

Seraphina's expression grew grim, and Fred smirked. "I knew it. You're attracted to me." 

"I don't know, Fred. She wasn't too eager to pick you either. I think that means you're on the same boat as Percy," George chuckled. 

Seraphina smiled at him. "Perceptive. I knew I chose the right twin." 

"Oh for bloody sakes." Fred rolled his eyes. 

Seraphina and George laughed and high-fived each other. 

"Anyway, let's get back to the point." Fred sighed and looked into her eyes. His expression softened a fraction, and he said, "We heard about Felix. He's a really dangerous bloke, isn't he?" 

"Annoying is more like it," Seraphina added. 

"Fucking Felix Fernsby," Fred muttered under his breath. "Why do you have to be so attractive, Seraphina? You've got all kinds of blokes after you." 

"Thanks for stroking my ego." Seraphina raised an eyebrow at him. "But I think it's the 'all kinds' that's worrying me." 

"Yeah, Felix is a nightmare." 

"I was talking about a delusional stalker like you, but okay." 

"Hey!" 

George roared with laughter, and Fred shot him a look.

"All jokes aside, don't worry about me." 

"Because you have a personal bodyguard, right?" 

"What do you mean?" Seraphina gave Fred a strange look.