"Why are you so quiet?" Angel asked her husband, who was perched on their mint green couch, staring mindlessly at the page before him. They were doing homework in the middle of the day; Angel on the startling white lounge chair, and Fred across the room on their couch.
"Hmm?" He asked, glancing up from the scrolls and textbooks on his lap. Angel giggled and got up from her chair. She strode to Fred and began massaging his shoulders. They had been married almost three weeks to the day, and after a jubilant celebration the day after, Angel and Fred were thrown back into studies, fights against the administration, and N.E.W.T. exams.
"Are you okay, sweetie?" She asked softly, kissing him on the cheek. He nodded and turned to face her.
"Of course. Don't worry about me." Unconvinced, Angel moved to sit beside him on the couch. She rested her head on his shoulder and eyed the homework on his lap. Angel was startled to find that every scroll was blank.
"Fred, we've been working on homework for two hours, and you haven't written a thing!" Fred jumped and slammed the book he had currently been reading shut. He rose and paced to the door of their flat. "Where are you going?"
"I'm just going to see George. We need to go over some things." He left abruptly. Angel was ravenous. It wasn't so much that he hadn't done his schoolwork, but he wasn't prepared to give his wife any explanations, and that's what made Angel want to kill him. She flew to the door and swung it open. The Common Room wasn't crowded, and Angel marched through to the boys' dormitories.
"Frederick Eugene Weasley!" She roared, busting into his old barracks. "You absolutely cannot act that way and leave me without an explanation! I may be many things, but I am no fool, so you tell me what is going on THIS INSTANT or you will rue the day you ever met me!" Fred and George and been huddled before George's bed, talking in hushed voices. When Angel came in, shock replaced their secrecy. Fred looked to his brother for support, but George just elbowed him, trying to get him started.
"Look, Angel, I didn't want to tell you, because, well, I knew you wouldn't be happy." Angel folded her arms, waiting for him to continue. "George and I, we're miserable here. Umbridge is tyrannical, and we aren't getting any more of an education than we got first year. So, we're coming up with a plan to...leave Hogwarts."
"WHAT?!?!?" The entire Common Room looked up towards the boys' dormittories. Angel came storming down the stairs seconds later, with the twins close behind.
"Angel you have to understand-"
"Understand what? You abandoning me?" She had spun around at the bottom of the stairs and was facing them both, furiously. "Oh, okay. That makes perfect sense. I'll just stay here, and be fat and alone, because you're too lazy to make it through the rest of the year!"
'Angel! It's not like that!" He ran down the stairs and grabbed her by the wrist, to keep her from returning to their dormitory. She shook her arm free and placed it on her hip.
"Is there someone else?" She asked, eying the room suspiciously.
"What? Angel…" Angel turned to face the room and clapped her hands.
"Alright, would any girl who is currently sleeping with my husband please raise their hand?" The Gryffindors gazed around the room, waiting for someone to raise their hand. "No one, eh? Cowards."
"Angel, there is no one else. No one."
"Oh so you and the whore don't have the balls to admit it." Angel clucked, "Eventually, I will find out who it is. And you and your slut will burn, Mister." Fred laughed, obviously embarrassed.
"Hormones." He explained to the room, leading Angel to their apartment. "Let's go talk somewhere privately, okay?" He shut the door behind him forcefully. "What the hell?"
"Don't you dare 'what the hell' me, Fred. I'm not the one going behind your back." He shook his head.
"Angel, I'm not cheating on you. I'M NOT CHEATING ON YOU! How many times do I have to say it? I told you, George and I want to leave." Angel plunked down onto the couch.
"Yeah, so you can go screw someone and drop all your responsibilities as husband and father on me." Clearly frustrated, Fred screamed in fury.
"You know, I don't recall me getting this upset when you went behind my back and-"
"How dare you? I wanted no part of that and you know it! Malfoy came on to me, Fred. And we didn't even-"
"Still, did I get upset? Did I embarrass you in front of your entire HOUSE?"
"Maybe if I had knocked you up and then told you I was abandoning you, you would have." Angel replied smartly, twirling a lock of hair around her index finger. Fred took a deep breath, and paused for thought.
"Okay, I'm making an ass of myself." Angel nodded in agreement. "But us leaving…Angel, baby, it's for us." Angel continued to play with her air, obviously not believing him. "We have enough money to buy property for our joke shop. We can finally get our business going, and make money." Angel glanced up at him.
"I like money."