Requested: no
Warnings: none
Special Details: it's really short, sorry
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Y/n L/n was spending her her summer with the Weasleys. She had been Fred Weasley's girlfriend for a while and Molly wanted to meet her.
Currently, however, she was digging through her stuff trying to find her shoes. She was going to go out with Fred but couldn't find her shoes.
She walked downstairs and found Mrs Weasley in the kitchen.
"Mrs. W-" she began, but seeing the look she was receiving, she restarted her question, "Molly, have you seen my shoes anywhere?" She asked.
"I'm afraid I haven't dear. If you can't find them, you could see if either Ginny's or Hermione's fit you." Molly said.
"I'll keep that in mind, thank you." Y/n said, before heading to the living room to talk to Fred.
"Fred, I can't find my shoes, and I don't want to be late, but I don't know what to do." She rambled, not taking a breath until the end.
"Hold your horses, Cinderella," he started, standing up from the couch, "we'll find your shoes-"
"FREDRICK GIDEON WEASLEY ARE YOU WEARING MY HEELS?" Y/n shouted.
"These are yours? I didn't-"
"You're stuck aren't you?"
"Yep." He sighed.
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