Coup de Foudre [Fred Weasley] [4]

⚡️ Chapter 4 ⚡️

"You're back, Aquila?" Vega asked in a low voice when she heard her owl hooting outside the window. She rolled it and allowed the large owl to soar inside, sitting down on her shoulder. She fetched some Owl Treats for him and took the letter he had brought in. "Thank you very much,"

Vega looked through the letter that Dora had sent her, and then let Aquila go out the window so he could head to the living room below. She turned to look at Hermione and Ginny, who were sleeping.

It was already the time to leave for the final Quidditch match, but it was rather dark outside – despite being summer. However, Vega had been expecting so much of today that she woke up.

There was a knock on the bedroom door and Vega walked over to see that it was Mrs. Weasley.

"Time to go, Vega, dear," Mrs. Weasley told her. "Get the girls up, too, would you? Oh, and remember to dress in Muggle clothing – Arthur's going on about it,"

"Okay," Vega replied. "Um, I can also get the others up?" She could see just how frantic Mrs. Weasley was with her puffy hair from standing in front of the stove. "I wouldn't mind doing it,"

"Would you?" Mrs. Weasley asked, and Vega nodded. "Oh, thank you very much, dear – get Ginny, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Fred and George up, the other boys will be Apparating to the match,"

Once Mrs. Weasley had scurried off downstairs, Vega turned around to wake Hermione and Ginny.

"Wake up, Hermione," Vega said, shaking Hermione's shoulders before reaching out to pat Ginny's. "It's almost time to for us to leave – get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast,"

Hermione and Ginny both groaned around as they came back to the conscious world, and Vega took the time to change into a pair of dark jeans and a simple red shirt with white collars and sleeve cuffs. It was not difficult for her to dress in Muggle clothing as she spent most of her time around them.

"Don't go back to sleep!" Vega warned the girls, who had stayed up quite late to chat last night. "Get ready and come downstairs. I'm going to wake the boys up – quickly!"

Leaving them to it, Vega walked out of the room and tied her black curls up in a messy bun as she walked up the stairs, leaving a few strands of hair framing her face. She didn't stop on the floor with Bill, Charlie and Percy's rooms. Instead, she made her way all the staircases up to the highest floor.

Vega knocked on the door lightly before pushing it open to see Ron's bed and three mattresses on the ground – where Harry, Fred and George were all still passed out sleeping. She pursed her lips.

"Vega?"

It was Fred's voice, and came from the nearest mattress to the room. Vega looked down at him, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned over, watching as he yawned loudly in response.

"'S' time already?" Fred asked groggily, and Vega nodded.

"Yes, it's time already," Vega responded as she carefully moved over him to get to the others but Fred reached out to grab her hand. "What is it?" She glanced back down at him.

"Nothing, love," Fred replied, shrugging his shoulders as he grinned up at her and Vega shook her head, feeling the back of her neck warm up. She wriggled her hand out of his hold.

"You're really something," Vega muttered as she smiled anyhow anyway. "Are you trying to get to me somehow, Fred?" She watched as his grin only widened further.

"Ugh, I don't want to hear this so early in the morning,"

At this, Vega and Fred jumped slightly at George's sudden interjection to their conversation. Quite honestly, both of them had forgotten that they weren't on their own, and they blushed in the dark.