My Celeste (Fred Weasley)

The Burrow

It was an early Saturday morning, Celeste woke up with the early morning sun beaming through Ginny Weasley's bedroom window. She has been at the burrow for just under a week now spending some time with the Weasley family before going back to Hogworts, she looked to her left to see Ginny and Hermione are still sleeping peacefully, Ginny spread across the bed snoring faintly. Celeste quietly crawled out of her bed made up on the floor and tiptoed downstairs.

Thinking no one was down there, she was startled to see George standing lent up against the counter with a cup of coffee in his large hand making it look like a toy porcelain cup, "Morning mate, see you slept well," said George pointing at her thick curly hair which was like an explosion landed on her head. In embarrassment she quickly tied it up in a messy bun and chuckled before helping herself to some coffee,

"Where's Molly?" Celeste asked yawning as she poured some coffee into a what seemed to be a homemade mug beautifully painted with blue flowers chained around the rim,

"Trying to wake Fred up he's not budging" George replied, "5 galleons i can get him to wake up," Celeste said,

"Deal." Replied George smirking slightly knowing she was going to be up to no good.

She raced upstairs into Fred and George's bedroom, She looked around and there were two double beds facing each other and two battered looking oak wardrobes.

On the right side of the room, which was George's, was a four posted bed with mustard yellow covers messily made and two bedside tables. On the bedside table closest to the door there was a moving picture of  George and Angela hugging each other tightly in a gold detailed frame next to a pile of letters stuffed into the draw below with Angela's distinctively neat handwriting and a couple from Lee Jordan is his normal care free writing.

On the left side of the room, which was Fred's, was another four poster bed but with deep red sheets and posters plastered across the walls of wizard bands and Quidditch teams, there were also two bedside tables  but they were completely bare except for Polaroids of him with everyone he loves like his family and friends, including Celeste looking at a picture of him and her from first year on the Hogwarts express.

By a window was a drum set and a brown leather trunk which seemed to be full of fireworks and prank candy.

Celeste stopped looking around from the door frame looks at Molly Weasley standing over Fred who is sprawled across his sheets, his foot hanging over the edge of the bed.

"Ah Celeste dear good morning how did you sleep?" Exclaimed Molly.

"Fine thank you," she replied sweetly, she always loved how chirpy Molly was in the morning, "Fred not waking up?"

Fred groans and throws his duvet over his head, some of his long fiery hair peeking through, "Is there any chance you can get him up?" Asked Molly, "I'm going to go downstairs and make everyone breakfast."

"Not a problem," Celeste replied, "thank you dear." Molly said sweetly.

Molly walked out of the room leaving Celeste and Fred alone. She nudged Fred leaning over him some loose strands of her dark hair falling in front of her pale porcelain skin.

"Oi Freddie wake up," he looked up at her then fell straight back to sleep, Celeste pulled out her wand from her waistband, muttered a spell underneath her breath and walked out of the room going downstairs to sit at the table with everyone staring at her giggling.

"What you laughing at?" Asked Ron, but before she could speak she heard Fred shout, "CELESTE! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

Everyone heard Fred stomp downstairs and look Celeste dead in the eye his hair and body soaking wet his top sticking against his toned, muscular chest, "Bloody hell Freddie what happened to you?" She asked sarcastically still chuckling,