Honey | Fred Weasley

Chapter 8: Feelings

"I'm sorry, it was a bad idea." Fred had started to stutter. "No, no. Its not that. Its just, what am I gonna do about the cafè?" I asked, but also tried to calm him down.
"You could still do the business, nothing would really change except the amount of people you live with."
"Well, then I'd love to stay," I said and a smile spreaded across both of our faces. He pulled me into a hug and it felt amazing. He had hugged me before, but never like this. It was like I was one of his loved ones coming back from a harsh war.

We stayed like that for a while until I broke it apart. I saw a small frown on his face and smiled at that. "Well, I better tell Molly the news," I said. He smiled and nodded. When I walked out of the room I almost bumped into mr.Weasley. I apologized and he nodded. We never really talked, but we didn't have any issues either, which was fine by me.

I talked with Molly about staying and she had seemed more than happy about it. We then baked a cake since we were both in a good mood. When Fred saw this he started jumping up and down like a child which made both of us laugh. And at that moment, everything seemed perfect.

It was late into the night when I heard a knock on the door. "Come in," I said quietly, but loud enough so the person would hear. The person was Fred, again.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi." I smiled.
He walked in and closed the door. Then he sat on the floor.
"So, when are you going back to Jane's?" he asked mockingly. I quickly realised that he thought the name was funny. "Hey, its a good name!" I fought back. He just chuckled. "I don't know. I was thinking tomorrow," I said more seriously. "Ok," he responded, also calming his voice. Then, for a while we looked into each others eyes and started laughing. Then we just started talking. About our lives, what food we like, everything. I told him how I was kicked out of my family because of my dreams and he told me the troubles of sharing everything with someone.

"At least I'm the only twin to have you," he said with a bright smile on his face. "How come your not taken anyway?" he asked me. That question took me by suprise so it took me a second to reply. "Uh.. I had someone two years ago, but he also thought my plan was nuts," I said and let out a small chuckle. "He also wanted marriage, which I wasn't ready for," I added with a smile. "Would you marry me if I asked you?" he asked, problably as a joke, but my answer, even though he didn't know it, was serious. "Maybe in a few years, maybe."

Soon it was 1 am and he went back to his bedroom, he decided to stay the night. Although he did have an apartment of his own, which I've notice he doesn't use often.

I layed awake for another hour, confused about Fred and mine's relationship status. Our conversations had been flirty for a while and I liked Fred, that I knew. But did he like me? I was also aware Fred was in Order of the Phoenix, a group that fights against Voldemort, so it would be rather dangerous to love him. Painful even, but I wanted to.