I Wanna Hold Your Hand (Fred & George Weasley)

"Ronald, could you grab the blanket?" You asked the redhead who had just come down the stairs.

"Uh yeah, where is it?" He asked, looking around.

"Um it's," you struggled as you were trying to grab the jar from the top shelf. As you tip toed and stretched your arms as high as you could, you felt an arm wrap around your waist and a hand stretch above yours.

"This one?" It asked. You turned your head, Fred.

"Yes, please." You smiled. You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks.

When he finally grabbed it and handed it to you, Ron cleared his throat.

"The blanket?" He said in a monotone voice.

"Er, um, yeah. It's on the sofa." You said immediately, turning your attention to your red-headed friend.

He just stood there for a moment, his brows furrowed together before he turned around to retrieve the blanket.

"Anything else you need love?" You could feel your heart beating.

"No, that was all. Thank you, Freddie." You said softly.

"Alright! Has everyone got everything they need?" Molly said as she walked into the kitchen.

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"It feels so nice out." Molly claimed as she set the picnic basket down.

"Yes, very lovely weather." Arthur said as he lifted his sunglasses to his head.

"The perfect way to end our summer hangout." Hermione perched.

You guys had picked a lovely spot near the lake, under a tree to settle down for the picnic. The plan was to eat and take a swim and then return to wish Harry and Hermione goodbye as it was their last day at the Weasley Home. Over the past week and a half, you quite enjoyed spending time with your wonderful friends. After a discussion with Molly, you moved the picnic date to the last day of their stay. It'd be a nice farewell treat.

Once everything had been set, everyone took a seat and passed the treats around. You, Molly, Hermione, and Ginny came up with what to pack. Finger sandwiches, fruit, deserts, and fizzy drinks had been the top choices.

After a while of chatting, Molly and Arthur went to retrieve an umbrella and chairs from the car, Harry and Ron helping.

George noticed, even making sure Ginny and Hermione were occupied in their own conversation, taking his chance.

"Darling, you think you could pass me one of those?" He asked you.

You grabbed the chocolate covered strawberry he pointed at and held it out for him to grab, but instead, he leaned forward and bit it from your hand!

"George!" You laughed. Your heart pounded a bit faster. He really was cute, very handsome.

"Mm, sweet." He said as he finished chewing.

"My turn!" Fred said.

"You wish." You teased.

"Y/n, are you almost done?" You heard Ginny ask.

"Yes, actually." You turned your attention to her.

"Ah, sorry, Gin dear, but you know the rules. You must wait at least an hour." Arthur interrupted as they arrived with the umbrella and chairs.

She sighed, an impatient look on her face, one you had seen on Ron's many times before. You giggled at your own thoughts.

"What are you laughing at?" Harry asked, setting a chair down.