Annabeth Ella Lestrange: The Gryffindor? (A Fred Weasley Romance Story){ON HOLD}

Arieliss...

Chapter Eleven

"Good bye, Hermione! I'm going to go visit Fred and George." I smiled and waved.

I took my time walking to the Hospital wing, where I presumed the twins would be, twirling my wand lazily.

Once I entered the hospital wing I was glad to see Fred and George back in there original states.

"Hello boys!" I grinned.

Fred and George perked up from the hospital beds they were in.

"Elly!" Fred yelled while standing and running towards my and squishing me in a hug.

"Elly?" George asked while he walked normally towards me and Fred.

"Yeah, that's what I'm calling Anna now." Fred grinned.

"Oh... Alright.." George said awkwardly.

"I told you it wouldn't work." I smirked proudly at Fred and George.

"We thought we ought to give it a try anyway." George smirked.

"Well, look where it led you two!" I hissed slightly.

"In the hospital wing?" Fred asked grinning widely.

"No, France- Of course the hospital wing." I snapped.

"Calm down Elly... We were just.. Tell her what we were doing, George." Fred ordered.

"No need, I already knew what you two were doing! You were breaking the rules, and trying to enter yourselves in that death trap!" I yelled.

"Since when have you cared about the rules?" Fred snapped.

"Since they involved you." I whispered.

"Why are we doing this." Fred sighed and pulled me into his arms.

"I'm sorry." I whispered into hs chest.

"Me too." he said quietly while George shifted in place.

""I'm sorry that I have to watch this all." George muttered.

"Shut up, George!" Fred and I said together.

"I love you guys too." George laughed before walking away.

Then Christa ran someone into the hospital wing and she was vomiting violently.

That girl had red eyes and black, curly hair.... Crap...

"Is that your-" Fred began but I covered his mouth before he could finish.

"Just don't look and walk away.." I said quietly before grabbing Fred's hand and pulling him out of the hospital wing..

"Annabeth?" madam Pomfrey's frail voice called out.

"Damnit." I cursed quietly before turning to madam Pomfrey.

"Yes, ma'am?" I asked sweetly.

"Do you know of any way to calm your sister's stomach?" she asked.

"Well... There is one thing mum did a lot before I moved out... Let me try...." I said... Grinning inwardly before walking up to Arieliss and pulling up her chin so she was looking at me and raised my hand.

"Stop!"

*slap*

"Ms. Lestrange!"

"Barfing!"

*slap*

" I don't believe-"

"Bitch!"

*slap*