Yours, Fred | f. weasley x reader

Chapter 2: The Marauder's Map

As first year went on, you and the twins grew closer and you also became good friends with Lee and your two dorm mates, Angelina and Alicia. While you tried to be a good student, sometimes you couldn't resist the urge to join in with the twin's escapades. You found yourself in detention a number of times but not nearly as many times as the twins, because sometimes when you were actually studying and doing homework, they were running around the school and setting off Dungbombs.

You were walking to the library one day after a particularly boring History of Magic class, when you heard commotion from down the corridor. You paused as you heard running on the stone floors and before you could dive out of the way, you saw the twins barrelling straight towards you. Rather than running into you, Fred grabbed your hand and pulled you along with them, he held onto you as you stumbled but once you regained your balance he let go and the three of you ran down the corridor.

"Why...are...we...running!?" you panted as you ran beside them, and rather than answering they both ducked into a spiralling stairwell and pulled you down a few steps so the three of you were hidden from view. "Wait and see," George answered while he panted, he pointed towards the door you had just come through to enter the stairwell and you saw Mr Filch running straight past with Mrs Norris hot on his heels.

"What did you two do now!?" you hissed after a few moments, when you were sure that Filch was gone.

"We set off Dungbombs and got caught, thanks to George," Fred muttered.

George immediately turned on his brother and smacked him on the back of his head, "shut up Fred, that's bollocks and you know it."

"No it's not, you're the one who didn't throw it far enough and it hit the bloody wall! Thank Godric you don't want to try out as a Chaser, your aim is a load of sh-"

Before Fred could continue and earn another slap from George, you elbowed them both hard in the ribs, making them yelp in shock. "Bloody hell, woman! Are you mad!?" Fred hissed while George grumbled at you, "blimey, Y/N! Why'd you do that?"

"You're both being idiots and I want to know why I'm hiding under a set of stairs," you scowled and gestured around you at your hiding spot.

"We set off a Dungbomb and we got caught because we didn't give ourselves enough time to get away," George explained.

"Filch caught us and dragged us into his office," Fred continued.

"And in the office we saw a drawer labelled, 'Confiscated and Highly Dangerous', so naturally I set off another Dungbomb in the office," George told you matter-of-factly.

"While I opened the drawer and snatched this," he pulled a large piece of parchment from under his school jumper, "and we ran away, and here we are." You took the parchment from Fred's hands and settled yourself down on the step you'd been crouching on. You opened it and quickly scanned it, turning it around in your hands and checking the back of it.

"It's blank," you told them, and their faces pinched in confusion and they leaned over to look at it. George held his wand over it as you lay it across your knees, "Lumos!" Nothing happened, so Fred leaned over your shoulder and held out his wand, "Aparecium!" He cast the charm in an attempt to reveal invisible ink, but again, nothing. They both deflated in disappointment, "I'm sorry guys, it just looks like an old piece of parchment," you said sympathetically, giving them each a gentle pat on the shoulder.

You stood up and encouraged them to get up too, Fred took the parchment from you and refolded it, "I'm keeping it, there has to be a reason it was confiscated and shut away like that," he shoved it down his jumper again and looked at George, who nodded in agreement, "we'll just have to keep trying with it."