You and Fred Weasley (A Fred Weasley x Reader) COMPLETED

Chapter 34: The Giant

"Have you seen Fred and George recently by any chance?" I asked.

"Last time I saw them they were in our room," Lee replied.

"Okay, thank you," I said with a smile.

I walked up the stairs, turning into the boy's dormitories before walking towards the door leading into their room. As I placed my hand on the door handle I heard Fred say, "How about we leave a portable swamp?"

"Brilliant idea, Freddie!" George said.

"I agree, but I feel we should do something targeted towards Umbridge," Fred continued.

"Right," I heard George say followed by, what I'd assume to be, the sound of him sitting on a bed, "What about a firework show?"

"That works, but how do we involve Umbridge?" Fred asked.

I heard someone clap before George said, "A dragon!"

"A dragon?" Fred asked.

"A dragon!" George repeated, "We can make a firework in the form of a dragon chase Umbridge!"

I heard someone stand before Fred said, "Perfect, Georgie! You're a genius!"

"I know," George said smugly, I could practically hear the smirk on his face.

Getting tired of eavesdropping and more confused by the minute I opened the door, "What are you two talking about?"

Fred standing and George sitting on his bed both shot their heads toward me, looking startled. "Were you listening from behind the door?" Fred asked.

"It was partly an accident, but yes," I said, closing the door behind me.

"Why didn't you just come in?" George asked confused.

"I don't know actually," I replied, "Anyways what were you talking about?"

Fred and George looked at eachother before Fred said, "It's a surprise."

"You'll find out later," George continued.

I groaned before sitting down on Fred's bed, putting my chin in my hands, "I hate surprises."

Fred approached the bed, holding out his hand, "Why don't we go do something to take your mind off of it, then?"

I looked from his hand to his face before sighing and accepting his hand, "Fine."

"Don't pout, love," Fred said smirking, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"It'll be fun," George continued, grabbing something off of his desk.

He walked towards us while showing me the Puking Pastilles, causing my face to light up, "Finally!"

They both chuckled as Fred walked to the door, opening it. We all left their dorm and walked out of the Gryffindor common room. We began walking towards Umbridge's office when we heard sniffling.

We looked at eachother before walking towards the noise. As we turned the corner we saw a young boy crying, holding his hand. When I realized why he was crying I started walking towards him, quickly followed by Fred and George.

The boy was sitting on a stone bench, so I sat down on his right, "Are you okay?"

He looked up at me, tears in his eyes, while he shook his head. "It's okay, we understand," I said gesturing between Fred, George, and myself.

The boy looked between us as Fred kneeled down beside us, whispering, "What's your name?"

"Michael," he whimpered out as George sat down on his left.

"Your hands going to be fine, Michael," Fred said sweetly.

"Yeah, it's not as bad as it seems. See?" George said, showing Michael his hand.

"If you want, we can give you a paste to help it heal quicker," I suggested.

"Yeah, you can hardly see our's anymore, and the pain stops after a while," Fred comforted Michael, also showing his hand.

I noticed Harry walking towards us before we heard an annoying, "Ahem."

We all turned and looked at the woman dressed in pink, standing in the archway. Fred and George started to stand as Harry walked closer. I noticed Michael began to shake in Umbridge's presence, so I wrapped my arm around him.

Fred and George slowly walked behind Harry as Umbridge continued, "As I've told you once before, Mr. Potter, naughty children deserve to be punished."

Umbridge smiled smugly before turning around, walking away slowly. I removed my arm from Michael as I watched her leave. Fred put his hands into his pockets, leaning his head towards George, "You know, George, I've always felt our futures lay outside the world of academic achievement."

"Fred, I've been thinking exactly the same thing," George said, smirking.

I looked between them confused before standing up, "What are you two on about?"

They looked between each other before Fred walked back over to me, wrapping his arm around me, "Tell you later, love."

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