𝖶𝖨𝖢𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖠𝖳𝖤 | 𝖥𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖶𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖫𝖤𝖸

89

FAMILY FRIEND

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Charlie Weasley focused on me for a fleeting moment and then went back to look at his brother, with a confused smile.

"We have a visit?"

Fred's eyes moved from me to look at his brother, taking me off of my reverie.

"Yes, she's Lilith Lupin. A family friend."

Lilith Lupin. The first time I have been introduced as a Lupin. But the excitement and pounding in my heart didn't last long, actually, it ceased as Fred said the second lie - A family friend. Not his friend with benefits, not someone special. A fucking family friend. Didn't know you shag your family friends, Frederick.

I shook Charlie's hand, trying to smile at him even though his brother's words annoyed me.

"Nice to meet you,"

"Your name sounds familiar to me. Have we met before?" he asked, curiously.

"No, we haven't. But I'm a Harpie and we won this season's cup, maybe that rings a bell to you."

"FRED!" Mrs Weasley's voice scared the shit out of us from outside the door, "COME 'ERE A MINUTE! HELP YOUR DAD WITH THE PROTECTIVE SPELLS!"

The mentioned boy rolled his eyes and giving me a last quick and almost imperceptible gaze, he opened the door ready to leave again;

"GOIN', MUM!"

I noticed how Charlie let himself fall on the couch and looked at me curiously, making me turn around to face him.

"So, Lilith, right?" he started, giving me a kind smile, "care to explain why my brother lied to me?"

I stayed there, puzzled at his words. How did he know Fred lied?

He seemed to guess my thoughts because his smile widened.

"I know Fred almost as well as George does. He can't fool me."

"I am a family friend, he did not lie in that," I clarified after taking a deep breath, "But - let's say I have a way closer friendship with him."

"Hang on, " he clicked, arching his eyebrows, amazed "so you are this girl Bill said that had my little brother drooling!"

"Bill said that?!"I asked, quite surprised at the man's choice of words.

"Sort of. He said there was a girl that had our brother's mind a bit occupied, more like. I added the drooling part right after I saw how he looks at you."

"Lupin is not my real last name either," I confessed.

"I know. Remus Lupin doesn't have children, and I connected the dots when you told me you are a Harpie. Let me guess, Arambella, right?"

I nodded. "But legally and officially it is Lupin."

"I like it better."

"So do I."

"In which house were you again?" he asked, quite curious.

"I never said it."

"Now it's a good chance to say it."

I huffed, grinning. "Slytherin."

"Oh, mate, so you are the same girl Fred kept talking about a few years ago! Should have known! He talked and talked about how much he hated you. And look at you two now...Bloody hell, what hormones do..."

I couldn't help but giggle.

"He also said you were pretty but not pretty enough for him to stop hating you. I disagree, and I'm pretty sure he does now too."