Stuck In The Middle (Weasley Twins x OC)

In that Room

*George's POV*
     I walked briskly, not bothering to look back to see if Fred is catching up. I can hear his foot steps near me anyways so why bother. I looked ahead straight on, wondering what I'm gonna say to Ziah.
     "George. " I heard Fred call me. I stopped walking. But I didn't turn around to him. I looked at the map and saw that it's only us on the third floor and Filch and Mrs Norris are in his office.
     "George, please look at me. We need to sort this out before we see her. " Fred said. I can't see his reaction but I know him like the back of my hand. I know he's sincere now, unlike the other times when we both know that Ziah was just either within our eyesight or in hearing distance. I turned around and looked at him properly.
     We both looked worn out, like we've been playing Quidditch nonstop for days. Our hairs are both messed up and not to mention the wrinkly uniform we both wear. I sighed.
     "Freddie, how did it ended up like this? This has got to be the longest fight we've had." I said, finally looking at him in the eyes, eyes that looked as troubled as mine.
      "It's because we both love her, Georgie. We just wanted to be with her, to be an official part of her life. " Fred said, clutching that friendship bracelet that Ziah gave us. Mine have a large gem of blue sapphire marble, with small beads of yellow and orange to represent the other two. Fred have an amber bead on his and Ziah have a yellow diamond on hers.
     I clutched mine too. And there I knew. What was the point of this? We both love her, that I know. But was it reason enough to ignore the man that I grew up with ever since in the womb? It wasn't, isn't it?
     "George, can't we just... maybe stop this fight? There must be a solution to this. I can't handle us fighting anymore. " He looked at me, waiting for my reply.
     "How about... we accept it?"
     "Accept... it?"
     "Accept the fact that she won't choose between us, just like what she always say when we ask her. Besides, I think you know that we can work this thing out, right?" I smiled at him. For the first since the fight, I smiled at him, already working up a plan that would benefit the both of us.
     "Are you thinking what I'm thinking? " he said, the twin bond on us already working perfectly even if we just made up. We both smirked. This is gonna be long, long night. Or so we planned it to be.

*Your POV*
     It's been fifteen minutes past ten. Harry's plan didn't work out as we expected. I lay down on the lush couch next to the crackling fire. I watch the flames dance with the cloak as my pillow. I was tired and barely ate, and helping Neville at the greenhouses wasn't the smartest idea to do after leaving the Great Hall. I didn't even bother going back down for dinner and head straight here early, not using the cloak as Harry suggested and instead carried it along with me, just in case.
    Within a few seconds, I fell asleep, listening to the sounds of the wood underneath the dancing flames. I didn't notice the twins enter and they didn't immediately see me because the couch was facing away from them. I was so tired that I didn't woke up when Fred carried me while George have my things, and started to exit the RoR to bring me to bed. So much for talking to them.

*Fred's POV*
     I laid Ziah down carefully on her bed. Luckily, I still remembered the Hufflepuff's password and George knew how to stop the staircase from turning into a slide. She looked peaceful and at the same time, burdened. This must be a horrible ordeal for her. We should have stopped this sooner.
     I removed her shoes as George look around her room, snooping already at her stuff. We've been in her room only once and we barely stayed for a minute when she immediately pushed us out, not saying a word. She has her own room as some lucky students do and she kept it quite tidy, no doubt using her knowledge on charms to be able to do so. We admire her for that and she's the hidden mastermind on some of our pranks, going as much as being able to ask Professor Flitwick some questions that we could never ask without being questioned about. We were both pretty quiet the whole time we were here when we heard her whimper. She's having a nightmare.
     George put down the photo album he was looking at and stood next to me. I looked at him and moved to the right side of the bed. We sat down and gently woke up Ziah by lightly shaking her shoulders.
      "Ziah, please wake up." We said in unison. When she opened her eyes, George started caressing her hair while I took her right hand in mine and started tapping it and caressing it with my thumb.
      "F-fred? G-george? You're here?" She said as she slowly sat up.

*Your POV *
     It was horrible. I was dreaming about the twins who was having a duel in order to have my hand (in marriage,  haha just kidding, move on to the story, folks!) Both were bloodied and in great pain. Harry was holding me back, saying this is the only way to settle this but this... this is too much. I heard the twins mutter the worst unforgivable curse,  the killing curse, at the same time and both brandished their wands, pointing it at each other and the green lights passed each other and hit the both of them. They now lay down dead. Molly then appeared and started torturing me for what I did to her sons when I heard their voices, waking me up to the real world.
     I opened my eyes, a bit disoriented. I saw the ceiling of my bed, then felt someone touch my hair and my hand. I looked at the people who looked at me worriedly.
     "F-fred? G-george? You're here?" I said, trying to grasp what happened. I sat up slowly to get a good look at the twins better. I inwardly sighed happily when I saw them safe, a bit haggard, but safe nonetheless. That nightmare was horrible as it is and I wish it would never ever ever happen.
     "You okay? You were having a nightmare." The twins said in unison. At their words, I smiled. That part doesn't matter anymore since I can clearly see that they made up already.
      "I'm fine, thanks for waking me up."
     "No problem." They piped up and slowly pushed me back after they looked at my clock.
      "Now go back to sleep." Fred said as he went back to tapping my hand.
      "We think you still need your rest." George stated as he started caressing my hair again.
      I smiled again and started drifting off to sleep when  I felt them let me go and slowly stood up from their seat. My hands immediately shot out to hold theirs. They looked at me.
     "P-please stay here with me. Just for tonight." I said in a soft voice, it being barely a whisper. They looked at each other then back to me and sat back down. I moved the covers back as they remove their shoes. Soon enough, I was sandwiched between the two redheads who both hugged me at my waist. I smiled sleepily and muttered good nights before I fell back to dream land, immediately knocking out.

*George's POV*
     We propped our head up on our elbows, looking down at the sweet Hufflepuff girl. Ziah immediately fell asleep as soon as we laid down and it was kinda cute. My thoughts were stopped by Fred who spoke out loud.
     "That was the first time." He said.
     "First what?" I said looking at him.
     "First time for her to ask us a favour and quite a favour it is, I might say. Sweet girl, ain't she, Georgie?" He said in hushed voice.
     "Right on, Freddie." I said as I moved my hand to caress her hair again. It was long and smooth and such a delight to bury my fingers on. And bury my nose on too. I can't help it and started sniffing her hair and immediately caught on the scent of the soil and flowers, as well as a hint of roses which might be left by her shampoo. Fred started doing the same and for once, we didn't bicker for doing the same action towards her. It's like we were in sync now more than ever. I smiled and closed my eyes, letting Ziah's scent lull me to sleep.
     "Georgie?" Fred said sleepily.
     "Yes, Freddie?" I said, eyes still closed.
     "No more fighting over her, right? No more quarrels and such? "
     "Yup, none of that anymore. We love her equally and so does she. Let's just share her and see where it goes on." I said as I let sleep slowly catch up to me.
      "This will succeed, Forge, I know it will." He said as he falls asleep hugging Ziah tightly by the waist.
      "Right on, Gred." As I fall asleep doing the same thing.