Falling for the Pranksters (A Fred and George Weasley Love Story)
yeah sooo....the title says it all dude :)
moo moo cow ahaha sorry that was random XD
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Oh and I'm making ur name _ and I'm gonna tell it in 1st person so im using I, me and stuff like that. So im telling it as you! :D
I'll Never Wash Them Again
"Rude," I muttered, sitting up and staring at the portkey. Fred, George, Ginny, and I all waited for everyone else to show up. When we were waiting, Fred apparantly noticed something he found funny and was continually glancing and smirking at me.
My dad was missing! He didn't come to the portkey! Where the hell was Harry Potter as well?! He wasn't anywhere to be found! Mr. Weasley, Ron, and Hermione were going to go back to look for him. Mr. Weasley also said that he'd look for my father. We used the portkey to get back to the hill and Mr. Weasley, Hermione, and Ron went back. That left me, Ginny, Fred, George, Bill, Percy, (idk if Charlie was there..so if he was then he's there! But if not then he's not! XD) Cedric, and Mr. Diggory.
We arrived at the burrow again. I was really worried about Harry and my dad. Fred and George were walking behind me. I think they knew that I was worried about my dad, because they kept their distance. Mrs. Weasley had to hear about what happened but I escaped to Ginny's room.
I was worried sick about my dad. I sat on Ginny's floor thinking about him. There was then a knock on the door. I hadn't realized that tears had began to flow from my eyes. I quickly rubbed them and said "Come in."
Fred poked his head in and he looked at me.
"Ello," he said, walking in.
"What do you want?" I asked, trying to hide the fact that I had been crying.
"I just came to get something that belongs to me," he said, smiling.
"In Ginny's room...?" I asked, smiling slightly. He walked over and kneeled in front of me.
"Yes, in Ginny's room," Fred said, reaching down. I looked down. OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT! The boxers were fvckking showing! Probably from me falling so much...
His hand brushed against my chest as he removed the boxers from my bra. I knew I was blushing. What? No I wasn't blushing, it was a... um... an angry flushing! Yeah...
He snickered as he curled them into his fist. He stared into my eyes, and the grin that had been plastered to his face vanished slightly. He took his hand that wasn't holding his boxers and brushed underneath my eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked. I grabbed his hand and pulled it away from my face.
"Don't worry about it, Fred," I said, barely moving my lips. He put his hand under my chin and made me look at him. Into those eyes which I had disliked for such a long time.
"Why do you care?" I asked, attempting to turn my head away but he had me in a death grip. He looked kind of offened at my question.
"Why do I care? I... I don't know," he said, obviously trying to hide something.
"Just leave me alo-" I started, but at that moment, George opened the door. He looked from me to Fred and noticed how Fred was holding my chin up.
"They're back," he said awkwardly. He frowned as he left the door. I looked at Fred and stood up. I went for the door, but Fred grabbed my wrist and made me look at him again.
"What?" I asked.
"Thanks for my boxers back, I'll never wash them again," he said, chuckling and walking past me. I punched his arm as he past and mumbled "Jerk".
I pushed past him on the stairs and saw Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Mr. Weasley standing in the living room. I scanned the room for my father, but there was no sight of him.
"Where's my dad?" I asked, walking towards them. They all exchanged solemn looks. This was no good.
Hahaa this chapter was fun to write, especially when Fred got the boxers back hahahaha OOOOOH!!! CLIFFHANGER!!! :O