Safe With Me ~ Fred Weasley

Perfect

Fred

Once George had showered, he joined Mum, Ron, Ginny and I in the kitchen. Much of the baking was being done thanks to mum's magic, but Cassidy had already set to stirring through the thick batter on the counter by hand.

I crossed the room, noting Ron's attempts at cracking eggs going horribly wrong, until I was stood behind the small blonde. I wanted to hate the way my heart sped up when I was this close to her, but I couldn't. Somehow it felt nice. Like my heart was just trying to get us closer together.

"Can I help you?" I asked softly near her ear and noticed her jump a bit in surprise.

"I think stirring is more of a one person job." She smiled, clearly thinking she was quite funny.

"Alright then, set me to work, Captain." I saluted and watched her roll her eye through a laugh.

"Alright, you can get me a pan and some butter."

I set off to the largest cupboard where I assumed pans had to be. I opened a few doors before finding one and grabbing butter on my way back to her.

"Okay, put a bit on a knife and spread it through the tin for me?"

"Mhm." I muttered, starting my next task. I had never baked before, or done anything more in the kitchen than fill my own stomach, but it was nice just being this close to her, having little jobs to help her.

Once I had finished, she began spooning the batter into the pan, smiling slightly as I held it in place to keep from making a mess.

She stepped towards the oven and slid the pan inside before returning to our side of the kitchen.

"What?" She muttered under her breath, noticing my stare.

I bit back a smirk, watching her cheeks tinge pink. "You've got..." I reached forward and wiped the sticky cake batter off her nose, licking my finger and laughing as her nose scrunched up.

"Ew!" She laughed with me now, the both of us leaning against the counter, and I for one wishing we were the only ones here.

Once Mum and Ginny had helped Ron and George finish their half of the cake, we all went our separate ways to wash up for the rest of the night.

I pulled a t-shirt over my head when I heard the door open, my eyes flickering excitedly towards the door even though I knew it would be George, not Cass. I couldn't help it. She had not left my mind once since this morning, and I was beginning to think she might never leave it again.

"So what did I miss? What's going on with you two?" George collapsed onto his bed across from my own.

"Hm?" I asked, looking back to his face after staring into space since he had entered the room.

"Did I interrupt earlier?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at me and earning an eye roll.

"Don't you always?"

"What did I interrupt?" He pressed on, eyes wide.

I smiled, feeling the familiar tug in my chest again. "I kissed her." I started, watching him grin. "She kissed me back."

"Wait, wait. You kissed her. In the bathroom? With her finger bleeding out?"

"Uh..." I felt the smile fall from my face. "Yes?"

"You idiot. You've waited all this time-"

"Have not?"

"And you pick the bathroom? After a gnome injury? You idiot."