A Kiss Changes Everything
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A week after the entire 'Day-of-Hell', as Fred had started to call it, he sat behind the counter, leaning on his elbows and just staring at the front window. Today was a slow day. An agonizingly slow day. No one was in the shop, which was strange, as it was rarely empty...
Shin was sitting, straddling the back of a chair, reading over a letter. As she neared the bottom, the top of it folded over, and Fred could see the big, illuminated letter 'D', but nothing else.
George? George was out getting lunch.
"What are you reading anyways?" Fred asked, not being after to take it anymore. She had been reading the same letter for a week in all her spare time, only putting it down when Draco stopped by around noon everyday...
Which, as Fred checked the clock, he was about 30 minutes later then normal.
"Letter about my case," Shin said, looking up at him with a kind smile. Something shone bright in her eyes that Fred had seen in his mother's the nights when Bill and Charlie went out past their cerfew, and before they came home and got scolded. Worry. "Some important details that I need to mesmorise because I just know if I don't, when I need to read it over I won't have it to read over."
By now, Fred wasn't listening.
"Why are you worried?" he asked softly, afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear. Her eyes widened slightly, the smile slowly departed from her face, and a blush creeped up across the bridge of her nose, telling him she had heard. "Is it because Malfoy isn't here yet? I mean... theres no reason to worry about him you know."
"How do you know I'm worried?" she asked, her blush deepening.
"I've seen those eyes millions of times before," Fred said simply. "My mom gets the same look whenever she is worried."
"I'm not your mother."
"But your worried. About that slimeball none-the-less."
"Draco."
"What?"
"His name is Draco."
This made Fred go silent again. He went back to looking out of the window, and noticed Malfoy walking towards the door. He watched as he entered the shop, and as Shin looked up, smiling, worry completely erased from her eyes.
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Shin's eyes lingered on Fred's face as he looked back out of the window, but she was distracted a moment later as the door opened. Looking up, she smiled brightly when she saw Draco enter.
"Where have you been?" Shin scolded lightly, standing up and walking over to him.
"Sorry," Draco appologized, smiling back. "Ran into some people I didn't really want to meet..." Just then, she noticed the scratch, just underneath his jawline, just out off sight.
It was pretty nasty.
"Draco Ariston Malfoy, -what- have you been doing?" She demanding, dragging him over to the chair she had previously occupied and forcing him to sit in it. She tilted his head back to get a better look at the scratch; it had a slight greenish hue to it.
"It's not what I have been doing," Draco said lamely. "It's what someone else did with a deadly looking knife and a few threats."
"You wouldn't have to deal with that if you weren't late."
"I wouldn't have to deal with it if you had come either."
"I would of been too late, and you know it," Shin snapped at him. "The knife was poisoned, by what I don't know, but I don't have any herbs here, so go to Mungo's. It doesn't look too lethal."
"Yeah," Draco nodded, and once Shin let go of his face, stood up. "Well... I'd better be go..." Shin's eyes widened as he started to sway slightly. "...ing..."
And he dropping to the floor.
She screamed.
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As soon as she screamed, Fred was over the counter, pulling her against his chest. Her screams were muffled as she tried to push away from him, but he was too strong for her.
"Calm down!" he hissed into her ear. "We can't help him if your just screaming! Calm. Down!" Slowly, reluctantly, she did, and he loosened his grip on her. She looked up at him, her hair messy.
"We have to get him to St. Mungo's," she whispered. There were tears in her eyes. "Please help me?"
"That slime deserves whatever is happening to him," Fred sneered. "Why should I help him?"
"Please Fred," she asked again. "He's my best friend... you may hate him, but he -has- changed... well, technically he hasn't, but that's besides the point."
"Technically?" Fred blinked at her confusidly. "You say that he's changed, then you say that he hasn't... you make no sense."
"Just..." She bit her lip. "Trust me?"
Looking at her, he found no way for him to say no...
"Tell a soul that I am helping slime like -Malfoy-, and I'll hex you into next year," he whispered deadly.
"Is that a threat?" she asked, amusement back in her eyes as she let a small smile grace her lips. Fred couldn't help but smile back.
"It's a promise," he whispered, pushing her away from him. He got his wand out of his pocket, and proformed the mobilus spell on Malfoy, moving him to the back, where a fireplace was. "You stay here and watch the shop... tell George that I went back to the borrow to get something, or something else... just as -long- as it's not about me helping the almighty bouncing ferret."
"Alright," she said with a giggle. He felt her eyes on him the entire time, even if he knew she hadn't walked behind him. He lit a fire in the small fire place, and sent Draco through to St. Mungo's. With a sigh, he got into the fire next.
"St. Mungo's!"
-
George was grinning like an idiot as he walked down Diagon Ally. In his hand he had a nicely wrapped box, and his ears were slightly red. He hoped that Shin liked his present...
He walked into the shop, a little nervously, to see her by herself behind the counter, taking money from a teenager with long, stringy locks of golden hair. Looking around the shop, he saw a few other people, but not many.
walking up to the counter, he leaned against it, just admiring her... her long brown hair, held up in a loose, messy bun today; her crimson eyes, always laughing; her baby blue shirt, with a low cut neckline...
"George?" he was snapped back to reality when she waved her hand infront of his face, and he blushed beat red, realising that he had drifted off as he stared at her...
"Um..." he tried to recover. "I got you something while I was out..." He placed the present on the counter infront of him, straightening up. Smiling beautifully at him, she upwrapped it slowly, and peered inside...
"Oh, this is too much," she mumbled, blushing prettily. She hoisted herself up and sat on the counter, and taking the item out of the box, clipped it around her ankle. It was a stunning anklet, made of gold, with a cats eye charm on it, the pupil a small ruby. "Thank you!" Leaning forwards, she crushed him into a hug, and he blushed again.
"No problem," George said, placing his hands on her hips. After a moment, she pushed him away, getting back off of the counter, and heading to the backroom, humming.
"What's for lunch?" she asked.
"Oh... um..." George looked to the small bag that he also had with him. "Just some pastries and some pumkin juice... where's Fred?"
"He's doing me a favour," Shin came back a moment later with some items that apparently needed to be restocked. A costomer came to the counter to pay for their findings, and George slipped behind the cash register.
For awhile it went on like this, Shin doing odd jobs here and there, George dealing with the paying costomers. It unnerved him, because he really wanted to talk to her... about what, he didn't know, but he wanted to hear her voice again...
Finally, there was a small laspe in costomers. They must of been working in silence for an hour, an hour and a half tops. Walking up to her, he lightly tapped her shoulder, and she turned around to look at him.
"Yes George?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I was wondering..." he started. "Would you-" before he could finish, the door to the shop opened, and both of them looked to see Fred walking in. Shin smiled, and almost knocked him over as she ran over to hug him.
"Gerroff me!" he managed to say, worming his way out of his grasp. Shin giggled, and let go of him. She must of asked something, because a moment later, Fred said, "yes, yes, I did it, it's all over with, he's fine... happy now?"
"Yep!" Then she did the last thing that either of the twins expected... standing up on her tippi toes, she placed a kiss to Fred's cheek. "Thank you!"
Then bounced back off to her work.
George just started at his brother for a moment. He felt... well, jealous. Comeplete and utter jealously. Turning around, he went back to the cash register, and awaited the next costomer.
And Fred? He just glared at Shin.
-
A week after the entire 'Day-of-Hell', as Fred had started to call it, he sat behind the counter, leaning on his elbows and just staring at the front window. Today was a slow day. An agonizingly slow day. No one was in the shop, which was strange, as it was rarely empty...
Shin was sitting, straddling the back of a chair, reading over a letter. As she neared the bottom, the top of it folded over, and Fred could see the big, illuminated letter 'D', but nothing else.
George? George was out getting lunch.
"What are you reading anyways?" Fred asked, not being after to take it anymore. She had been reading the same letter for a week in all her spare time, only putting it down when Draco stopped by around noon everyday...
Which, as Fred checked the clock, he was about 30 minutes later then normal.
"Letter about my case," Shin said, looking up at him with a kind smile. Something shone bright in her eyes that Fred had seen in his mother's the nights when Bill and Charlie went out past their cerfew, and before they came home and got scolded. Worry. "Some important details that I need to mesmorise because I just know if I don't, when I need to read it over I won't have it to read over."
By now, Fred wasn't listening.
"Why are you worried?" he asked softly, afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear. Her eyes widened slightly, the smile slowly departed from her face, and a blush creeped up across the bridge of her nose, telling him she had heard. "Is it because Malfoy isn't here yet? I mean... theres no reason to worry about him you know."
"How do you know I'm worried?" she asked, her blush deepening.
"I've seen those eyes millions of times before," Fred said simply. "My mom gets the same look whenever she is worried."
"I'm not your mother."
"But your worried. About that slimeball none-the-less."
"Draco."
"What?"
"His name is Draco."
This made Fred go silent again. He went back to looking out of the window, and noticed Malfoy walking towards the door. He watched as he entered the shop, and as Shin looked up, smiling, worry completely erased from her eyes.
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Shin's eyes lingered on Fred's face as he looked back out of the window, but she was distracted a moment later as the door opened. Looking up, she smiled brightly when she saw Draco enter.
"Where have you been?" Shin scolded lightly, standing up and walking over to him.
"Sorry," Draco appologized, smiling back. "Ran into some people I didn't really want to meet..." Just then, she noticed the scratch, just underneath his jawline, just out off sight.
It was pretty nasty.
"Draco Ariston Malfoy, -what- have you been doing?" She demanding, dragging him over to the chair she had previously occupied and forcing him to sit in it. She tilted his head back to get a better look at the scratch; it had a slight greenish hue to it.
"It's not what I have been doing," Draco said lamely. "It's what someone else did with a deadly looking knife and a few threats."
"You wouldn't have to deal with that if you weren't late."
"I wouldn't have to deal with it if you had come either."
"I would of been too late, and you know it," Shin snapped at him. "The knife was poisoned, by what I don't know, but I don't have any herbs here, so go to Mungo's. It doesn't look too lethal."
"Yeah," Draco nodded, and once Shin let go of his face, stood up. "Well... I'd better be go..." Shin's eyes widened as he started to sway slightly. "...ing..."
And he dropping to the floor.
She screamed.
-
As soon as she screamed, Fred was over the counter, pulling her against his chest. Her screams were muffled as she tried to push away from him, but he was too strong for her.
"Calm down!" he hissed into her ear. "We can't help him if your just screaming! Calm. Down!" Slowly, reluctantly, she did, and he loosened his grip on her. She looked up at him, her hair messy.
"We have to get him to St. Mungo's," she whispered. There were tears in her eyes. "Please help me?"
"That slime deserves whatever is happening to him," Fred sneered. "Why should I help him?"
"Please Fred," she asked again. "He's my best friend... you may hate him, but he -has- changed... well, technically he hasn't, but that's besides the point."
"Technically?" Fred blinked at her confusidly. "You say that he's changed, then you say that he hasn't... you make no sense."
"Just..." She bit her lip. "Trust me?"
Looking at her, he found no way for him to say no...
"Tell a soul that I am helping slime like -Malfoy-, and I'll hex you into next year," he whispered deadly.
"Is that a threat?" she asked, amusement back in her eyes as she let a small smile grace her lips. Fred couldn't help but smile back.
"It's a promise," he whispered, pushing her away from him. He got his wand out of his pocket, and proformed the mobilus spell on Malfoy, moving him to the back, where a fireplace was. "You stay here and watch the shop... tell George that I went back to the borrow to get something, or something else... just as -long- as it's not about me helping the almighty bouncing ferret."
"Alright," she said with a giggle. He felt her eyes on him the entire time, even if he knew she hadn't walked behind him. He lit a fire in the small fire place, and sent Draco through to St. Mungo's. With a sigh, he got into the fire next.
"St. Mungo's!"
-
George was grinning like an idiot as he walked down Diagon Ally. In his hand he had a nicely wrapped box, and his ears were slightly red. He hoped that Shin liked his present...
He walked into the shop, a little nervously, to see her by herself behind the counter, taking money from a teenager with long, stringy locks of golden hair. Looking around the shop, he saw a few other people, but not many.
walking up to the counter, he leaned against it, just admiring her... her long brown hair, held up in a loose, messy bun today; her crimson eyes, always laughing; her baby blue shirt, with a low cut neckline...
"George?" he was snapped back to reality when she waved her hand infront of his face, and he blushed beat red, realising that he had drifted off as he stared at her...
"Um..." he tried to recover. "I got you something while I was out..." He placed the present on the counter infront of him, straightening up. Smiling beautifully at him, she upwrapped it slowly, and peered inside...
"Oh, this is too much," she mumbled, blushing prettily. She hoisted herself up and sat on the counter, and taking the item out of the box, clipped it around her ankle. It was a stunning anklet, made of gold, with a cats eye charm on it, the pupil a small ruby. "Thank you!" Leaning forwards, she crushed him into a hug, and he blushed again.
"No problem," George said, placing his hands on her hips. After a moment, she pushed him away, getting back off of the counter, and heading to the backroom, humming.
"What's for lunch?" she asked.
"Oh... um..." George looked to the small bag that he also had with him. "Just some pastries and some pumkin juice... where's Fred?"
"He's doing me a favour," Shin came back a moment later with some items that apparently needed to be restocked. A costomer came to the counter to pay for their findings, and George slipped behind the cash register.
For awhile it went on like this, Shin doing odd jobs here and there, George dealing with the paying costomers. It unnerved him, because he really wanted to talk to her... about what, he didn't know, but he wanted to hear her voice again...
Finally, there was a small laspe in costomers. They must of been working in silence for an hour, an hour and a half tops. Walking up to her, he lightly tapped her shoulder, and she turned around to look at him.
"Yes George?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"I was wondering..." he started. "Would you-" before he could finish, the door to the shop opened, and both of them looked to see Fred walking in. Shin smiled, and almost knocked him over as she ran over to hug him.
"Gerroff me!" he managed to say, worming his way out of his grasp. Shin giggled, and let go of him. She must of asked something, because a moment later, Fred said, "yes, yes, I did it, it's all over with, he's fine... happy now?"
"Yep!" Then she did the last thing that either of the twins expected... standing up on her tippi toes, she placed a kiss to Fred's cheek. "Thank you!"
Then bounced back off to her work.
George just started at his brother for a moment. He felt... well, jealous. Comeplete and utter jealously. Turning around, he went back to the cash register, and awaited the next costomer.
And Fred? He just glared at Shin.