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Between Cousins

Fred Weasley woke up earlier than he usually did. He opened his eyes slowly, screamed, and rolled out of bed backwards. He saw his twin shoot out of his own bed, stop and start laughing. The door opened quickly to show Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione. All four ran into the room, and, exactly like George had, stopped and started laughing. "It's not that funny," Fred said.

"It kinda is that funny," Kally said, looking down at him from the bed.

"Yeah, whatever," Fred grumbled, and started to disentangle himself from the blankets and sheets that had wrapped themselves around him. He looked up at Kally, and promptly forgot about the blankets, siblings, and friends he was planning on clobbering. His cousin sat with her hands on the edge of the bed, her long, brown and slightly curly hair spilling over one shoulder and down her back. She smiled, and laid down so that her chin was resting on her right hand. Wiggling the fingers of the same hand, she gave a slight wave to her cousin, causing George and the others to crack up even more.

At this point, Bill and Charlie ran into the room, followed Percy and Mrs. Weasley. "What's so funny?" Bill asked her siblings, who were having trouble standing. The only answer was Ginny pointing at Fred and Kally. This caused everyone else to begin laughing as well, earning a look of bewilderment from Fred and a satisfied smile from Kally.

"Get up early, Kally?" Percy, who was the first to gain his composure back said.

The girl shot up to her knees, hands on the edge of the bed still, and nodded her head. "He was too pretty to resist."

"Uh, oh," Fred said, and, freeing himself from the blankets and sheets, ran to the bathroom. Kally quietly counted down, in Spanish, from five to one, and then lazily pointed at the door. As if on cue, Fred gave another scream. He ran back into the room and picked Kally up.

Kally pretended to struggle while Fred carried her to bathroom. He sat his beloved cousin down on the counter next to the sink, and, placing his hands on his hips, demanded that she help him to, "remove this abomination."

Kally looked at him with an innocent smile, and sweetly replied, "I have no cleaner for it. You wait. It go away before three."

Fred gave his cousin a suspicious look. "Three in the afternoon or three in the morning?"

Kally pretended to be hurt. "It our favorites. The blue eye shadow from my mam�, red lipstick from you mamá and glitter from you sister." Fred looked at his reflection in the mirror, mentally giving Kally credit for the make-up job she had done.

He looked over at his cousin and smiled. "This means war."

Kally jumped down from the counter and walked out into the hall, refusing to respond to Fred until she was standing behind George, who was waiting outside the bathroom for his brother and cousin. She smiled at the twins and wrapped her arms around George. "That why I sleep with George tonight."

George smirked and, pulling Kally around to his side, wrapped his arms around the girl. "Don't worry, Kally," he said. "I'll protect you."

Fred smiled at the two before him, the two who made his life complete. "Come on, " he said, planting a kiss on Kally's cheek. "Let's go get breakfast."