"We have to close the shop." George argues. "We cant! What about bills?" Fred grumbles back. I move quietly away from where I was listening. "I have a bank, you know? Saved up from before we met. We will be fine." I speak up. They both whipped their hesds around to see me standing near the door to the livingroom, tired eyes and blanket wrapped around me. "Don't worry about it, love." Fred speaks first. "If you are worrying, I can help. You two are always so kind to me, it's the least I can do." I tell them. They both look at each other and I knew they wanted to talk about it. It's three am, talk about it later." My voice was caring but I was just wanting to sleep. Fred stood first, muttered goodnight to George and lead me back to our room. We laid closely together, our breaths in sync. "I love you." I speak out, not sure if he was asleep or not. He kisses my forehead and snuggles into my neck, "I love you more."
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That's Not Who I am
FanfictionWhen Hermione finds her twin sister, she is excited. It only offends her when her twin sister falls for one of the red headed twins. "Evangeline?" My voice was cold, questioning. "That's not who I am, anymore."
