For the past few nights, Electra kept waking up from the same horrible dream that haunted her day and night. She never felt like going to work, so she phoned Emerald to tell their boss that she wasn't going to be showing up for a week or two because she had caught the flu. Fred was worried for Electra so he stayed and kept her company whilst Ron filled in for him at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. He had never seen her act like this after a nightmare. She was weary-eyed with bags under her eyes, lips trembling and her skin was paler than her usual tanned colour. Fred had a feeling that something wasn't right. Something that Electra wasn't telling him. However, to cause no more fuss or arguments, he didn't bother asking. She'll tell him sooner or later anyway.
It was one of those days when Fred had to go back to work. He complained loudly and enquired that Electra still needed his support but much to his dismay she said that she'll be fine by herself for a few hours. Fred frowned disappointedly. He couldn't argue back. When Electra decided something, she would never change her mind easily. He threw his hands up in defeat and headed to work. Fred cautiously glanced around, to see if anyone was in sight. Luckily the coast was clear so he disapparated to Diagon Alley.
"Hey Fred!" Angelina Johnson said fixing a bow in her hair. "I knew you would turn up!"
"What do you want Angie?" Fred grumbled walking into his shop which was still closed.
"Nothing." Angelina said sweetly following closely behind Fred.
"If you don't want anything, I think you might have to leave. We're nearly opening."
"Well, I was wondering if I could take you for a butterbeer on your break?"
"Sorry Angie, I'm not taking a break today?"
"Why not?" Her voice slightly got colder but quickly put a cute smile on her face to cover it up.
"I've got to get home early to Lex." Fred casually said, lifting a few boxes out of the way.
"Your muggle girlfriend?" Angelina questioned raising her eyebrows.
"Yeah."
"I don't know what you see in her Fred."
"She's my perfect match." Fred hauled another box up avoiding his ex's glare.
"What if she isn't?" Angelina questioned again stopping Fred from picking another box. "Fred look at me."
"What?!" It was hard trying to keep eye contact with someone that supposedly loved you until she broke it off because you caught her cheating on you.
"I know you don't love her Fred. You'll be happier with me.
"Angelina." Fred warned.
"Yes Fred?"
"Get out."
"What?!"
"I said get out." Fred whispered calmly pointing at the door. Angelina sighed angrily and stomped out the door, slamming the door shut behind her.
Seconds later George strolled in with a quizzical look on his face.
"What's up with Ang?"
"She pissed me off. I told her to get out. Fred muttered.
"Looks like you pissed her off as well though."
"She was insulting Electra!"
"What was she saying?"
"She said that I'd be happier with her."
"And that's called insulting?"
"Yeah!"
"You know she might be right."
"What?!"
"I mean Angelina knows you more than Electra because you guys dated and we went to the same school."
"Just because she's a muggle doesn't mean we can't date."
"I'm just saying if she finds out-"
"We'll probably be married by then." Fred continued.
"Fred seriously? How can you hold a secret that long?"
"Not that much."
"And how do you know she won't leave you once she finds out?"
"I don't."
"Exactly."
"Oh bog off. You're just jealous that I have a girlfriend and you don't."
"Yeah right. Katie's agreed." George crossed his arms and leant on the counter. "We're equal."
"Son of a banshee!"
"To remind you we have the same mother." George chuckled helping Fred move some more boxes.
"Oh Dobby's sock! Go swish and flicker away and open the shop!"
"Okay okay!" George exclaimed containing another small laugh. "Don't get your wand in a knot!"
A/N: Hehe...Potter Puppet Pals quotes! XD