Us ; George Weasley

Seventy-eight

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What in the world...

"Why is there a pride flag hanging from your roof?" Marco asked, biting off a piece of his chocolate bar that he bought from the trolley lady on the train. We just got to the house and were stood outside of it and there was a really big pride flag hanging from the roof, dangling in front of the front door.

"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that dad is trying to prove to me that he doesn't care that I'm gay." William said with a sigh before he made his way up towards the house.

"Wait what?" Marco frowned before he headed after William. "Bitch, I know you didn't break up with me for being straight, only for you to go back to being gay! It doesn't work like that, William! You can't just wake up and decide to have a new sexuality every day!"

Marco followed William into the house, acting like he lives here which he basically does. He spends way more time here than he does in his own home.

I took a step forwards before I turned around and looked at the three guys who were eyeing my house with big eyes.

Eleanor and Charlotte both glanced at them, then exchanged a glance as they followed after Marco and William into the house.

"Has any of you seen a dog before?" I asked. "Because I can assure you that my dog will be all over you when we walk inside."

"We've met dogs." Fred and George said in unison, both shrugging which made me raise my eyebrows and Lee look at them.

"But only a few." George told me.

"Aren't dogs the animal with two tails?" Lee asked, pulling hair dreadlocks back into a low ponytail.

"We have a Muggle dog." I said. "They have one tail."

"Boring." He mumbled, causing me to chuckle.

"His name is Samson." I informed them. "He's a bullardor which is a mix between a Labrador and a English bulldog."

"What's that?" Lee asked.

"What's what?"

He shrugged.

"All of it."

Okay...

"Right." I breathed and looked towards the house. "Well. Let's get inside then, before Marco kills my brother."

"He's probably already killed him." Fred said as we walked up towards the front door. "If we see a dead body, I'm leaving."

"We won't see a dead—"

I stopped mid sentence when we entered the foyer, Marco laying at the end of the stairs, groaning in pain and William standing at the top.

"What the—"

"I didn't push him!" William hurried to say. "Idiot was being dramatic as usual and rolled himself down the stairs."

Marco, one day....

"Welcome to our home." Marco said, opening his arms as he laid on the floor while looking at George, Fred and Lee.

"This isn't your home." Charlotte said as she hung her jacket on the wall next to the door.

Then Samson showed up at the top of the stairs, running straight down and over Marco who shrieked and protected his face.

Suddenly Lee started screaming as Samson came running towards him and I bit back my laugh when he sprinted outside, Samson running after him.