Coup de Foudre [Fred Weasley] [4]

⚡️ Chapter 9 ⚡️

Once the match had finished, Vega joined the eight Weasleys, Harry and Hermione as they all made their way down the purple-carpeted stairs. It was slow path down due to the number of people getting out at once, and most of them were chatting amongst themselves rather animatedly.

"Don't tell your mother you've been gambling," Mr. Weasley implored Fred and George, who were both juggling two small bags of money – the coins inside were tinkling with every juggle.

"Don't worry, Dad," Fred responded gleefully as they finally got out of the stairs. "We've got big plans for this money. We don't want it confiscated,"

Mr. Weasley looked for a moment as though he was going to ask what these big plans were, but seemed to decide, upon reflection, that he didn't want to know. It amused Vega, but she moved ahead so she was in the same pace as Fred – she wanted to ask him if she could see the money.

But then, Vega decided against it as she shrugged her shoulders, especially since they were caught up in the crowds that were now flooding out of the stadium and back to their campsites.

Raucous singing was borne toward them on the night air as they retraced their steps along the lantern-lit path, and Leprechauns kept shooting over their heads, cackling and waving their lanterns.

"I wonder if the Veela are doing alright," Vega commented as she looked up at the dark sky, littered with stars and Leprechauns. She glanced over at Fred next to her. "You liked the Veela, didn't you?"

"What?" Fred asked, looked over at Vega in wonder but the black-haired girl was in the mood to annoy him as she moved a bit forward so he was looking at her.

"Did you like their blonde hair?" Vega asked, and with her words, her wavy dark hair turned straight and sleet blonde. "Or their pretty features? I can't make myself glow, however,"

"You look great with black hair," Fred told her cluelessly, causing Vega to laugh and turn her appearance back to normal, and he grinned as he reached to mess up her hair.

"You're a weirdo," Vega said but didn't do anything to stop him, and smiled widely as Fred wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they walked out of the woods.

When the party of eleven reached the tents, none of them felt like sleeping at all, and given the level of noise around, Mr. Weasley agreed that they could all have one last cup of cocoa together before turning in. They all gathered in the bigger tent and sat down with their big mugs as they talked.

Both Fred and George quickly put away their money, and Vega looked up as Fred sat down next to her and she smiled slightly at him, which he eagerly returned as she passed him his mug of cocoa.

All of them were soon taking part in arguing enjoyably about the match they had just come from.

That is until Mr. Weasley got drawn into a disagreement about cobbing with Charlie, and it was only when Ginny fell asleep right at the tiny table and spilled hot chocolate all over the floor that Mr. Weasley called a halt to the verbal replays and insisted that everyone go to bed immediately.

"Will you guys be okay on your own?" Fred asked Vega as the two of them carried Ginny to the smaller tent next door, the small girl's arms over their shoulders.

"Yeah, I suppose so," Vega breathed as they got Ginny into a bed and she started to help the redhead get her shoes and socks off of her feet. "We're right next door,"

"Keep it secured," Fred advised anyhow, and Vega nodded as she pulled some covers over Ginny, who was lost in her unconscious world. "I'll be leaving – good night,"

"Good night," Vega said as she looked up to see that he had declared such right around the moment that Hermione came inside. She nodded at him and waved slightly at him in goodbye. "See you,"