Safe With Me ~ Fred Weasley

Banned

Hermione, Ginny and the rest of the Gryffindor team had gathered around the fire near Fred and I sometime after, no one really speaking, Hermione appearing to work on a paper, yet her eyes were more often than not staring at the common room door.

Fred's leg had been bouncing against the floor for over a half hour, shaking my entire body as I was curled on his lap, my head tucked into his neck, but I let him. I knew his head was swimming with guilt and anger and he wasn't one to sit still even in the best of circumstances.

Everyone jumped from their seats as the portrait hole opened, Fred sitting up a bit taller in his spot, his leg no longer bouncing and I shifted over, watching the two boys trudge towards us.

"Well?" Angelina asked, obviously using anger to cover her nerves.

George and Harry glanced at each other before looking to the floor.

"Banned." Harry finally looked at the captain.

"Banned?" Angelina's voice was a whisper. "Both of you?"

"And Fred." George's eyes were dark as he met Fred's, not looking at me. Fred's fists balled together beneath me and I could practically feel his heart rate speed up.

"And Fred?" I repeated, anger flowing through me too. "He didn't even do anything!"

"Not my fault I didn't." Fred growled. "I would have pounded that little scum bag to a pulp if you three hadn't been holding me back." He shot a nasty look towards the girls nearest the fire.

"Hey," I set my hand against his arm, knowing he would regret talking like this to his teammates later.

"No Seeker and no Beaters..." Angelina muttered, her head in her hands. "What are we going to do?"

Katie and Alicia wrapped their arms around the tallest girl's shoulders.

"I'm going to bed." She said finally, standing up and crossing the room quickly, Alicia and Katie avoiding the twins eyes as the followed her.

"I'm sorry guys." Ginny said, her voice quieter than I'd heard it in a while. She bent over towards Fred, resting her chin on his head for a few moments.

"Night, Gin." He nodded her on, George falling into the open spot next to us as she left.

"Where's Ron?" I asked, looking towards Hermione, as Harry was pointedly not looking at anyone.

"I think he's avoiding us." She answered, her own face hidden in shadows from the fire.

We fell into silence for a few more minutes before the portrait door creaked open to reveal a very pale and tired looking Ron.

"Where have you been?" Hermione jumped up to him, "You look frozen!"

"I'm sorry." Ron muttered, sinking onto the couch near Harry.

"What for?" Harry asked.

"For thinking I could play Quidditch. I'm going to resign first thing tomorrow."

"If you resign, there'll only be three players left on the team." Harry's voice was cold. "I've been given a lifetime ban. So have Fred and George."

"What?" Ron sat up, scanning over to the twins.

As soon as Ron had spoken, Fred stood from his seat, grabbing hold of my arm to pull me up with him. He bent his head a bit so his face was next to mine, the fire's light flickering in his brown eyes.

"Come to bed." His words were half a question and half a command, and he had begun walking before I had even finished nodding.

"Goodnight, guys." I called, looking over the three players who were all facing the floor, Hermione shooting me a very tense look.