It Was A Gift! (Fred Weasley X Reader)

Boils and Questions

"If you do it, I can still help." 

I shake my head, "I know how bad those hurt, you are not helping me."

He rolls his eyes and drags a stool over to the Bubotubers and plops down on it, "fine, I will supervise." 

I grab some pain relieving salve and a wrap out of the cabinet and move to stand in front of him. I wipe the salve gently along the boils, "are you Frederick or George?" I ask voice soft and almost inaudible. I glance up, he's staring at me and I quickly look back at his hand, wrapping it. 

"I'm Fred." He surprisingly replies.

I look back up at him, holding eye-contact, "promise?"

"I swear on George." He says, completely serious. That make me believe him. I stay standing there, studying his face, "Y/N/N, I know I'm handsome, but it's impolite to stare." He grins and I study that too. 

"I need to be able to tell you two apart."

"And why is that? Don't want to sleep with the wrong twin?" Fred jokes and I punch him slightly in the shoulder, "I really don't need anymore of your gifts." I groan and move back to the Bubotubers. 

After finishing, I retrieve all the ingredients for the cure for boils, luckily all in the greenhouses. "I'll make this tonight and give it to you in the morning." 

"I don't know, I don't think I can sleep with all of this pain." He says, wincing. I know he's just trying to make it seem so unbearable that I have to help him now, but that's one of my weaknesses, I hate to see people in pain. Even when I'm the one that caused it.

"So where am I supposed to do it? It's almost curfew." That smirk is nerve-wracking.

We hide my house colors and face as he sneaks me into the Gryffindor common room and up the stairs into his dorm. "Wow, Freddie you work fast." I send a harsh glare at the other twin and laughing Lee.

"Careful what you say Georgie, she packs a wicked punch." Fred replies as I step in further.

I point at Lee, "I'll deal with you later." Referring to his purposely mixing up the twins. He grimaces.

"I'd rather you didn't, I remember what you did to Miles Bletchy." He sits back on his bed, behind him half naked famous people are pasted on the wall, making me roll my eyes.

All of their desks had bed pushed together into the middle of the room, candies and Zonkos pranks and the like piled on top. Gryffindor pride was everywhere,  posters of their favorite Quidditch teams and players pasted on the walls, and I walk over to the wall ahead of me. Pictures of them and their friends litter it, I even find a couple with me in them because of Oliver.

I turn away and see pasted on the wall that a bed is next to is the picture of Fred and his black eye. I gesture to it, "seriously?"

"It's very important to me." I roll my eyes and climb on to the bed, arranging the cauldron in front of me. "Hey, do you think I could look at that camera of yours?" I narrow my eyes at him.

"Don't break it."

Fred's POV

"Don't worry I won't, my dad taught us how to use them." Y/N sighs and pulls the camera out, handing it to me. She starts crushing something up and I take a picture.

"Why?"

"I think it will look great next to my picture." And I get on the bed and paste it next to the other, before sitting across from her. "What do you like to do in Hogsmeade?" She eyes me for a second, before finally replying.

"Go on walks."  Y/N's eyebrows are furrowed and her nose is all scrunched up, like she's thinking hard about something, "what do you like to do in Hogsmeade?" Y/N asks slowly, as though planning to take back the question. 

I smile, "go to Zonko's with George and Lee." She actually smiles at that and I love the thought of making her smile for some reason. 

"Of course."

I think of another question, before my eyes light up, "have you ever pulled a prank?"

Lee snorts from his bed where he and George were playing a game of exploding snap. "Has she ever."

I see a little bit of red shade her cheeks and a small smile appears on her face. "A few."

I grin, maybe I should just ask her to marry me now? "Like what?"

"Do you remember that time little Millicent Bulstrode had little tadpoles coming out of her hair for a week?" The witch murmurs, adding something to the cauldron. I do remember that, it was absolutely hilarious and people kept asking George and I if it was us. "She had used that hex that shaves off all your hair on Justin Finch-Fletchley."

"That's wicked." My smile wasn't going anywhere and she tried to hide hers as she worked. "It's really beautiful, you know."

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, "What? The potion?"

"No, your smile." 

She narrows her eyes at me, "what are you playing at Weasley?"

"Nothing! I'm just telling the truth!" 

"He is, Y/N/N, he's got it bad for you." George laughs and I glare, but it has no real heat behind it. 

"You are all he ever talks about, babe." Lee reveals, with a smirk, "frankly, I'm a bit jealous you took such a liking to him, when there is such a more attractive option right here." Her cheeks were impossibly red and I couldn't be upset with the two because of how cute she looked. Maybe I did have a little thing for her.

"Yeah, me." George grins, winning a game of exploding snap. 

"Shut up," she mumbles, making me smile, "I don't like any of you." She sets the cauldron on the floor and uses her wand to heat it up. 

"That's a lie, darling." The girl glares at my cheeky grin. 

She gets up, "wait forty minutes and it should be ready." Y/N moves to leave, but I grab her hand.

"Stay until it's done, what if it doesn't work?"

She narrows her eyes at me, "It will, I'm in advanced potions."

I give her an appalled look, "why?" Greatly horrified at the thought of dealing with Snape in a higher level class. 

As if my words had gotten to her, the girl walks back over and checks the potion over, "I want to be a healer." She mumbles, as though embarrassed.

"Wicked." I actually get a smile in return and I can't get over the feeling it gives me, knowing I put it there. "Stay and play four games of Exploding snap?" 

"Two."

"Three."

The girl gives in and we join George and Lee on the latter's bed, "I swear I had a dream like this, but with two less people and we weren't playing cards." Lee winks at Y/N.

"Oh please," George starts and I continue for him.

"You know we were there." Lee shrugs in agreement, setting up the game.