Good Girls Go So Bad (Book 1: A Fred Weasley Love Story)

Baby You're Pretty But I'm Pretty Sure I'm Over You

A/N: This chapter's song is Anabelle by Rocket to the Moon. This is my inspiration behind Anabelle in my story.

"DIE NAZI ZOMBIE DIE! EAT YOUR OWN FOOT! SHOVE YOUR GUN DOWN HIS THROAT, FRED! OH, COME ON. YOU JUST DIED AGAIN! YOU'RE MAKING US LOSE!"

"Ana, calm down!"

"Don't tell me to calm down, you nark! I'm trying to win here!"

Someone paused the game and put their hands on my shoulders. "Ana look at me."

"Why'd you pause the game!?" I yelled trying to see over Fred's head.

"Ana look at me!" I still didn't look. "Ana!" Fred flicked my head and I glared at him.

"What the bloody hell was that for!?"

"Did you take your potion today?"

I looked down at the floor.

"No," I said quietly.

Fred shook his head and pointed to the bathroom. I sighed long and deep before I got off of the bed and went into the bathroom to take the already prepared potion. I had been taking it for as long as I could remember, but it really didn't help at. I was still crazy and weird. But I was proud of it.

I took a long swig of water and swallowed the rest of the nasty medicine. Rubbing my eyes and suddenly feeling sleepy, I walked back into Fred and George's room. I did a ninja roll on the bed and landed upside down, my head hanging over the edge and facing the television. I made Fred and George get a T.V. when I found out they didn't know what video games were.

I picked up the controller and started playing Black Ops again. Man, the joy of video games. "Freddie, go get me some food."

He was in the bathroom brushing his hair and George was now playing the game with me.

"What do you want my lovely queen?" he asked while checking himself out in the mirror. He started out of the bathroom and walked to my side of the bed with a smirk on his face. I pulled him down to the ground hard so he was eye level with me.

"I want Takis." Fred's smirk went away and he stared at me, puzzled. "Oh my God. They're Mexican chips and they look like taquitos...if you even know what those are." He sighed and started to walk out the door when I remembered something else.

"Oh and get me some tampons!" I yelled even though he was still in the room. He slowly turned around and gave me an evil glare as I smiled up at him. "Something needs to stop the-"

"No! If you need stuff for your little girly problems then you have to go get them yourself." I was still smiling. "God, I wish my best friend wasn't a girl!" He yelled and I pretended to be hurt.

"Come here." Fred shook his head. "No I'm not going to hit you, just come here." He inched closer and suddenly he was so close that I punched him in the stomach. I quickly got off the bed and sat on him. 

George was laughing on the bed. "You need to stop falling for that."

I looked Fred in the eyes and said, "Be careful what you wish for, Freddie. Someday I may not be here to be your best friend." I got off of him and put on my shoes that were by the door. "And you should be lucky because my 'girly problems' are going to help when you want me to have your babies one day."

I winked, walked out the bedroom door, and hopped down stairs. "Bye Georgie! I'm going to get girly stuff!"

"Did she just say she's having your babies?" George whispered. I heard a smack and loud bickering.

"Don't be gross," Fred said.

Fred walked down the stairs and gave me a weird look. "What was that about?" I gave him the same equally weird look.