Y/n's POV:
I was crying for a while into Fred's chest. He was whispering to me saying it will be okay, something in me wanted to believe him. But I knew it wouldn't.
I rose my head from Fred's chest to meet his soft yet worried hazel eyes. They were oddly comforting and warm, yet making me feel secure and safe. I glanced over to George who sat just next to Fred. He shared a similar look to Fred but his fingers were fiddling with each other and a occasional hand ran through his hair.
"It's going to be okay Y/n." Fred whispered, lightly kissing my cheek.
"Freddie... everyone knows, it's not going to be okay. Everyone thinks I'm a monster." I said quickly and quietly as more tears prickled in my eyes but refusing to let any spill.
"Listen to us Y/n. You're perfect and beautiful and definitely not a monster." Fred and George said in unison.
"But-" I tried to say but I got cut off.
"No buts Y/n. Can you repeat after us?" George asked and I gently nodded.
"Your prefect." Fred said with a soft smile.
"I'm perfect." I grudgingly said back which caused Fred's smile to grow slightly more.
"You're not a monster." George then said, but I tried to retain a deep sigh.
"I'm not a monster." I whispered.
"What's that?" Fred asked with a cocky look.
"I'm not a monster." I said slightly louder but still very quiet.
"I didn't hear that?" George said, placing a hand to his ear.
"I'm not a monster." I said in my normal voice which gave the twins a satisfying smile, but I didn't have a impressed look on my face.
"Do you believe us?" Fred and George asked at the same time with suspicious looks on their faces.
"Nope!" I said, emphasising the 'p'
"Ugh!" The twins said throwing their hands in the air which caused the three of us to burst out laughing. Making me forget about what was happening.
We talked for hours in my dorm, laughing and smiling the whole time. I loved how the twins can cheer me up in any situation that I find myself in. Their funny and kind and compassionate. I didn't realise how late it had gotten and I didn't feel my eyes close.
Fred's POV:
Me, George and Y/n were sat in her dorm, my arms wrapped around Y/n and she was leaning into my chest. We were discussing plans for our joke shop. Y/n seemed like the only person who supported George's and my crazy plans and actually seemed enthusiastic to help out.
I'm crazy in love with her, her keenness to help out. The way she cares for others to make sure they were happy, putting others above herself even if it would negatively affect her later on. I love everything about her. Y/n's hair, her eyes, her smile, her heart. I've fallen madly in love with the lady in my arms.
I looked down to see her peacefully sleeping in my arms, her head resting on my chest. She looked really cute whilst I slept.
"Psst psst. George. Take a picture." I whispered. George got a polaroid camera that Y/n had on her desk. George aimed the camera at me and Y/n and a small flash erupted from the top with a small picture developing where the flash once was.
"We should let her sleep. Come on." George said.
It took the joint efforts of me and George to slowly move her from my arms and onto her bed. I pulled the blanket over her sleeping body and slightly tucked it in before planting a small kiss on her forehead.
"I love you Y/n." I whispered after kissing her forehead then walking out of the room, following George and closing the door quietly behind me.
We walked to mine and George's room with a cocky smile on his face. We arrived in and sat on my bed with George still cockily smiling at me.
"What!" I asked to my brother.
"Your head over heels for that girl." George said as he began to change into his pyjamas and I followed suit pulling out some jogging bottoms and a t-shirt and throwing them on.
"Maybe I am." I said, climbing into bed and pulling the blanket over my body and burrowing myself under.
"I see the way you look at her." George smiled at me which caused me to smile and turn a bright shade of red. Lucky it was dark in our dorm.
"I worry about her." I said plainly.
"And you love her!" George sang slightly.
"Oh forget it. I'm going to bed. Goodnight George." I sighed and turned on my side.
"Goodnight Fred." George said.
All I could think about when I fell asleep was Y/n. George was right. I'm head over heels for Y/n Lupin. Completely and utterly in love with her. She's all I think about and the reason I smile everyday.
3rd Person POV:
A few days have passed, Y/n hasn't been sleeping well at all. The whispers and comments made by the whole school have been running through her head.
She would walk into the great hall and feel eyes piercing through her skin, burning straight at her. Whispers would fill her ears and loud and deliberate sniggers and howls would fill the room. Tears would fill in Y/n's eyes, refusing to let any fall in front of the school.
Fred and George saw her deterioration, they noticed that she would walk in the hall normally but the whispers would overcome her. Only grabbing the nearest piece of toast and running out of the hall with the tears clearly visible in her eyes.
Y/n hasn't gone to lessons the last couple of days, too scared for the whispers and reactions of the other people in the class. She would sit in her dorm and read or draw.
Fred and George grew more and more worried about her, Fred misses seeing the smile that was once on her girlfriends face, overtaken by large bags under her eyes that were dark. When they did see her from her dorm, she would be falling asleep in her chair or overly tired and moving in and out of reply quickness.
But this day was different, midday reached and and the twins haven't seen their best friend. Not for breakfast or down on the sofas at the early morning to have a break from her dorm. Fred and George slumped down on the sofa anxiously waiting for Y/n.
"We could just go up?" Fred questioned, desperate to see his girlfriend again, and try to make her happy.
"No Fred, I know that you care about her, she needs her space." George said comfortingly, placing a hand on Fred's shoulder.
"I don't think she's getting enough sleep." Fred sighed, sinking his head low.
George showed a look as though it wasn't that likely. He just thought that Y/n needed space because the situation of her being exposed has been getting to much.
But a loud noise filled the nearly empty common room. The twins whipped their heads round to see Y/n stumbling down the stairs and into the common room which caused Y/n to trip and fall. The few people in the common room released some chuckles and whispers but the twins ignored it and ran over to Y/n, helping her up. But she acted fine.
"Y/n will be fine." George said, sort of questioning the statement he just said.
"Freddie!" Y/n said handing him her potions book. "Words on the page are vibrating and I can't make them stop! I forgot how to read!"
"Oh my gosh." Fred said, hugging Y/n tightly. She was pale and frail, she was shaking and the bags under her eyes were darker and larger. Fred and George could immediately tell, she hasn't been sleeping.
"Read it to me Freddie?" She asked sweetly but lethargically.
"Darling your exhausted." Replied a panicked Fred who was scooping her in his arms.
"And you need to go to sleep right now come on." Finished George. The three went up to Y/n's dorm. But before they could reach it, Y/n snuggled into Fred's chest and fell into a deep sleep in Fred's arms.
Fred and George reached her dormitory, it was a mess. Painting supplies all over her desk, quill and a spilled ink pot covering parchment that had a few notes on it. It was scribbled words of what people have said to her. Books were sprawled all over the floor and her bed was made and clean, not looking as though she had bothered to sleep.
George stripped the duvet off to allow Fred to lay the sleeping body of Y/n on her bed and both Fred and George pulled the duvet over her body.
"We should tidy for her." George said, looking at his worried twin brother who was staring at his sleeping girlfriend.
"Yeah okay. I'll do the desk." Fred said looking at the messy desk.
"I'll do the floor." George then added.
The twins went to the respective areas of the room. Fred looked stunned at the desk, whipping out his wand and carefully moving the quills away and making the ink crawl back into the pot. The parchment now lay in a neat pile in the corner of her desk with the painting supplies on the other side of it leaving a clear space for her to be able to do the homework.
A hour of tidying later, the room was spotless clean and looked as though Y/n had been properly sleeping. Fred and George went back to waiting for Y/n to wake up, they knew it would be hours. So for the first time in forever, the twins willingly done their homework. In the six hours that Y/n was soundly asleep, the twins managed to complete all their homework that was due in a neat pile waiting to go into their bags.
Y/n eventually woke up surrounded by Fred and George with relieved looks. She felt great and energised and happy that she finally managed to get to sleep. She was back to her smiling self for a while. But the next task was...
To last a proper day in lessons.
Y/n had stayed off lessons for another week, but in that time she was building the confidence to walk into the great hall and last the full meal times. And by the end off the week, she had been able to sit in the great hall for all three meal times, constantly surrounded by Fred, George and Teddy. Teddy had been really supportive of Y/n, bringing her food and leaving it at her door, being in her company, and yelling at anyone who tried to make any comments to him about his younger sister.
But today, was the first day Y/n was coming back to classes since her transformation about two weeks prior.
She dressed in her robes, neatly done up her tie and slipped on her shoes. Grabbed her bag full of books and went to meet the twins in the common room. They went to the great hall for breakfast, Y/n was doing a great job at ignoring anyone who makes horrible comments or nasty stares. She slightly cowered behind Teddy but she was fine in the end.
"Good luck in class today sis, you'll do great. I know it!" Teddy said supportively before hugging his younger sister tightly.
"Thank you Ted." She replied as she let go of her brother.
Teddy went down to the greenhouse for herbology and Y/n, Fred and George went up the stairs to defence against the dark arts.
The three sat down at the back of the classroom in the far corner. Y/n sat between the twins who were all ready to defend her.
"How are you feeling darling?" Fred asked as he leaned into his girlfriend slightly.
"Nervous, very nervous." She whispered back, but loud enough for both twins to hear.
"Are you sure you want to stay?" George whispered to her.
"I should stay. People hate me enough as it is." She whispered back as people began to file into the classroom, shooting Y/n weird stares in the process and faint whispering could be heard.
The class sat in the room for about 2 minutes before a teacher walked in. Although. It wasn't Professor Moody, like it should be. A greasy haired, hook nosed man dressed in all black walked in shutting all the windows as he walked down the aisles.
"Professor Moody is not able to perform this lesson today as he is... unwell." Snape said plainly. "Turn to page 394."
The sound of pages turning filled the room until it eventually stopped and everyone quickly turned their attention back to Professor Snape.
"Can anyone tell me the difference between an animagus and a werewolf." Snape said grimly. Every head turned to the back of the room to face Y/n and the twins. Fred and George seemed to be slightly red as if they were hiding something and Y/n sunk her head low.
"Ahhh! How about you Miss Lupin." Snape said cruelly with a mischievous smirk that was plastered on his face. She rose her head with a scared face, a pit fell in her stomach as she faces the Professor. All the eyes were on her as she released a small sigh.
"An animagus is a wizard that elects to turn into a animal. A werewolf has no choice. With each full moon when he transforms, he no longer remember who he is. He'd kill his best friend if he crossed his path." She said giving a look of warning to the twins to in return gave a awkward smile. "Furthermore the werewolf only responds to the call of his own kind."
At that moment, a loud howl erupted from multiple areas which caused the classroom to erupt in a fit of laughter. Y/n lowered her head in embarrassment and she loosely gripped Fred's hand from under the table.
"Thank you Miss Lupin for your... expert answer." Snape said coldly, a small smirk still present on his face.
The rest of the lesson was spent with Y/n with her head down to focus on her work, her cheeks were bright red and tears brimming in her eyes which were quietly blinked away to avoid any more potential embarrassment that could be caused during the class.
But she temporarily looked up to copy something from the blackboard when Y/n noticed a small piece of parchment in the shape of a dove came flying through the air towards her, Fred and George who had also quickly noticed the parchment zooming in their direction.
Y/n caught the parchment dove in her hands, encasing it within her fingers. She looked at it with a dread to open it to read what ever many her inside it.
"Do you know who it's from?" Fred asked as he saw a angry look in his eye, scanning the room but receiving no answer.
"No, I don't. Not a clue." Y/n replied with fear ridden in her voice, her hands slightly shaking which made the dove vibrate slightly in her hands.
Y/n gulped slightly as she gently unfolded the wing of the parchment which made the dove easier to unfold and spread out into the note. It was written in neat handwriting, it seemed posh but oddly recognisable, yet unknown and mysterious. Y/n's eyes scanned around the room for anyone who could potentially have similar handwriting, but she couldn't suspect anyone. Her eyes drifted down to the parchment.
Bet you know a lot
about werewolves.
Don't you Lupin?
A loud gulp exited her mouth as she showed the note to Fred and George. Fred's fists clenched into a ball and began to turn a pale shade of white from the pressure.
"Who sent this!" Fred muttered to himself as he no longer made it discreet in finding who wrote the note to his girlfriend. But not one person could be seen looking back, so no one could be suspicious. Anyone could have sent it.
"Freddie don't worry." Y/n said, gently unclench his fists and held them tightly in hers. "I don't know who sent it, I'll probably be getting more."
"Then we'll find out, won't we Freddie." George said to the two of them. George had a look of revenge written on his face, a determined look and a strong and menacing look. Fred had began to share the same look as his twin brother which caused Y/n to get slightly nervous at the twins antics.
"Of course we will Georgie." Fred replied, in a loud whisper.
"Oh whatever, just know that I have nothing to do with this." Y/n said throwing her hands in the air in retreat.
The next few classes went oddly smoothly, she received a couple more horrible notes and many stares of disgust but she had to learn how to ignore it and embrace it, not letting it affect her. Fred and George have switched into investigator mode to find anyone who sent any of the four notes that Y/n was sent that day.
During this time, Y/n and Teddy sat in her dorm casually chatting and catching up, writing to their parents about the situation before giving it to Teddy's owl to send to the little cottage in which their parents live. Y/n missed Teddy's company, he's been spending lots of time locked up in his dorm revising for his NEWTs that were coming up.
She needed his support, especially in something that was coming up in just a week.
Word count: 3000
A/n: Happy Sunday! I hope you have had a great week! I've been busy but it's been a good week, I hit 15k on Wednesday! Thank you so much! I hope you have enjoyed this chapter, sorry it's boring and badly written, I was in a rush. I have a important update on my story 'Hidden within the stars', it's in the A/n of todays chapter of the book. Have a great day :)
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~Ella