Safe With Me ~ Fred Weasley

Percy

It had taken all of an hour to move what little I had left in Ginny's room up to my new one, yet Fred and I were on our sixth trip from the car, stacking boxes along the blank walls where I vowed to go through them later.

Bill's room thankfully had a single bookshelf which, although slightly crooked, stretched nearly to the ceiling and a generously sized closet for a previous boy tenant.

"Well he's very serious about his image. The earring, the hair, the clothes it's all part of the look." Fred had joked when I pointed this out to him.

Ginny and George had helped with a few of the boxes, Ginny excited to help decorate my 'new room,' despite my explanations that this was still Bill's room, and would be any time he came back.

"He's getting his own place, haven't you heard?" Ginny asked as she stacked books out of order on the shelves. "He's moving back!"

"From Egypt?" I asked, looking to Fred who was scratching the back of his neck and shooting Ginny a look.

"You didn't know Fred?" She pressed on.

"I heard that, yeah. He's got a desk job here at Gringotts now."

"With Fleur. She's staying here, practicing her 'Engleesh." George announced as he dropped his box, wiggling his eyebrows as Ginny laughed. "That's the last box from the car, Cass."

"Thanks Georgie you didn't have to-"

"The sooner you're all unpacked the sooner we can do something fun." He shrugged.

"Well we can be done for today, I'll put everything away later." I smiled, knowing that they would have stayed here helping for hours and not wanting to be the one to hold up everyone's fun on the first day of summer.

"What should we do, then?" Fred asked, falling onto the bed with a sigh. "It's bloody hot up here. I don't know how I'll get any sleep all summer."

"Well good thing this isn't your bedroom then, right Freddie?" George smirked, stepping back instinctively as Fred reached out for a smack.

"My new room is right across the hall, and I'm beginning to regret the outcome of that coin toss." He grumbled.

"Oh relax, our room's not much better." George admitted.

"Hey," Ron's voice carried through from the hallway for the first time all day. "Where's mum? I'm starved."

"She's been gone all day," Ginny shrugged. "Out the door as soon as I sat down for breakfast. I assumed she was going shopping, but it's been a while now."

"Well, we can make lunch and then we'll find something to do." I suggested, the Weasley's nodding and leading the way down the stairs.

Half an hour later, the five of us were half way through our sandwich lunches, trying to find something we could do in spite of the heat.

"Could go flying?" George suggested, his mouth still half full.

"MM-MFGH GIRMUFFBM." Ginny replied, earning a laugh from the rest of us before George swallowed his food.

"Sorry, mum, geez."

"Where do you think she is, though?" Ginny asked, a slight hint of worry in her voice.

"She's fine Gin. She's allowed to go out. Maybe she's made a friend finally." Fred joked, leaning back in his chair and waving his wand at his plate which soared to the sink and landed with a clatter.

Ron jumped from his spot, staring down into the sink and then turning back to the twins.

"You're so lucky that didn't break." He said with a small smile. "You two being allowed to do magic while I'm not is the world's biggest joke."