*Fred's POV*
"George! My skirt is getting pulled by something."
"It wasn't me...although it can be in a moment if we just-ow! Ow! I'm sorry!"
I rolled my eyes as I opened the front door to reveal the happily married couple, George was carrying Freya in his arms with their bags slung over his shoulders.
"Freddie!" Freya enthused from George's arms.
"Well, don't just stand there. Come in," I stepped aside as George carried Freya over the threshold before placing her on her feet. "How was it?"
"Brilliant," Freya grinned.
"Did you actually leave your hotel room?" George coughed as Freya blushed.
"We did," Freya stated flatly, "but we have news we want to share," she looked at George who put their bags on the floor.
"He already knows, Fey," George said.
Freya pouted slightly, "I was looking forward to telling him!"
I looked at George and nodded, now I realized what the news was. "Speaking of your pregnancy, I want to show you something."
I led them down the hall to what once was Freya's room and opened the door to reveal supplies they would need in about nine months. A cradle was set up in the corner and Freya's once big bed was now small and shoved to the side beside a big rocking chair. "While you two were gone, I managed to set this all up for you."
"Freddie, you're the greatest," Freya hugged me from the side as George patted my back.
"Thank you mate," George smiled.
"I was planning on making a big welcome home meal but-"
"Oh, please Freddie! You're such a good cook!"
George snorted beside Freya as she begged, "what would you like then?"
"Anything really!"
"I'll get right on that then," I smiled.
"Come on, Fey, let's go unpack," George took Freya's hand and walked out of the room as I made for the kitchen.
I grabbed the giant pot and began chopping potatoes and vegetables as I cooked a bowl of pasta before cutting up some steak and placing it with the potatoes.
Thirty minutes later my creation was ready and on the table.
"So tell me about your trip."
"We visited three islands, swam with fish and dolphins...explored a tropical forest..." Freya shrugged, "it was brilliant."
"Beautiful too, I believe swimming was the best part," George commented.
"This is really good, Freddie," Freya smiled. "How was managing two shops?"
"I may've pissed off Malfoy so.....perfectly fine," I shrugged.
"Oh goodie..." Freya commented as she grinned.
*George's POV*
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The Only One (George Weasley Love Story)
FanfictionGeorge Weasley and his twin Fred seem to have found themselves not where they expected, while running for their lives and trying to apparate to safety they wind up in a place they didn't expect. Freya Matcox is a twenty year old girl who is attendin...
