Wonderful Mischief (Fred Weasley x Reader x George Weasley)

Chapter 40

a/n

oh to be her...

The next day I slept through breakfast. I had vaguely remembered waking up to see Hermione and Ginny getting ready, but I was much too tired to get up and it was Sunday for Merlin's sake, so I waved them goodbye and buried my head into the pillows again to re emerge myself in the comforting warmth of sleep.

When I woke up, the two girls were already back, chatting quietly about something.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Ginny said teasingly when I sat up in bed.

"Shut up," I said while rubbing my eyes. "I can never sleep in anymore because i've gotten used to the school schedule so I'm going to take the opportunity if it comes along".

They both nodded in acknowledgement to my point and then continued talking.

Once the sleepy fog lifted from my half-asleep brain, I got up from bed and went to the bathroom to get freshened up for the day. When I was brushing my teeth, I remembered that I had plans to go out with the twins that day and hastily made my way out to the closet to find an outfit, still with a foamy mouth and a toothbrush hanging out of my mouth.

They hadn't specified what they wanted to do, just that we hadn't left the school in a while. I felt bad that I hadn't gone to breakfast to talk about it with them and made sure to get ready as quick as I could in case they had specific plans that required more time.

I decided to grab a black pleated skirt that I had been meaning to wear out as well as a collared shirt and an oversized argyle sweater to go over the top of it.

I brought them into the bathroom, got dressed and threw on a bit of makeup.

"I'm going out with Fred and George," I said as I threw on a pair of white tennis shoes.

"Have fun," Hermione said genuinely.

"Not too much fun," Ginny warned with a smile.

I rolled my eyes at them but couldn't help but keep the fond smile off of my face. It felt so good to be able to be open about this stuff with them, especially without hearing any suspicion from them in return.

"Bye," I said and stepped outside the door.

When I made it to the twins room, I opened the unlocked door and stepped inside only to be surprised at the drawn curtains that blocked out the light from the dark room.

"Guys?" I asked in a quiet voice that seemed to suit the dim room.

Fred walked up to me, his body now illuminated from the light that spilled in from the open door, and ushered me back outside into the hallway before shutting the door behind him.

"George has a migraine," he informed me.

"Oh no, does he need anything?" I asked with concern. I had gotten a few migraines before and knew how miserable that they could be.

"No, I don't think so. He's just sleeping for now".

I nodded, still a bit worried that he would wake up in pain and need a potion or something.

Fred seemed to sense my unease. "There's a potion by his bed as well as some water and some breakfast I brought up for him. He gets these all the time, trust me, I know how to handle it. Been doing it for years".

I sighed and nodded, knowing that he obviously did know what to do. "I know, I just don't want him to be uncomfortable".

"Awww," he cooed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders before kissing me on the cheek. "You're worried".