Puddleducks
By: LAdy Arre
Chapter 7: Fred and George Weasley
On video
Fred: (holding microphone) wait is this thing on yet.
(George's head appears.)
George: yup.
Fred: Well then
George: We're here in front of this muggle contraption called a camera
Fred: To tell you all,
George: how
Fred: Oliver became a man
George: it's a long story beginning with a girl.
Fred: named Katie Bell… oh alright... Oliver has always been a man.
George: one of those really blokey ones too.
Fred: like the 'who cares if I have a sword stuck trough my head… die villain die" sorta people
George: and he has always always had a soft spot for Katie Bell.
Fred: but we aren't here to talk about all the sweet and loving things that Oliver has done for his woman.
George: we are here to talk about the time when Oliver couldn't.
Fred: basically the whole thing started in Oliver's first game as Puddlemeres starting keeper.
George: he was doing fine, right up until ten minutes before the end where Oliver was hit in the head with a bludger and was knocked out cold.
Fred: as in not on the broom anymore, on the ground, swimming with kangaroo's out cold.
George: or more simply he'd fallen off his broom because he was unconscious and had broken about half the bones in his body.
Fred: there was a whole big scandal about it obviously as he shouldn't have been hit
George: but the bludger had been tampered with by Flint who used to captain the Slytherin team at Hogwarts
Fred: but anyway, Wood broke about half the bones in his body and was rendered helpless for about three weeks because they wouldn't heal.
George: now As we said Oliver Wood is a real MAN, and to be stuck having people baby him for three weeks was almost torture.
Fred: but Katie wouldn't hear a word of it.
George: so she bundled him up
Fred: and carried him home.
George: and as Katiedoes, mothered him to bits…
Fred: he was nearly ready to break up with her I think
George: or kill her
Fred: Anyway in we walk one day, olivers tucked on the couch, reading the quidditch scores.
George: and katies in the kitchen
Fred: doing whatever women do in there
George: I could never get the hang of them either. scary things those kitchens
Fred: so olivers like...
(Flash back)
"Come to gloat have you?" said the broad scotsman on the sofa. He was wrapped up in a tartan blanket and had both legs and one arm in a silvery magic cast. Apparently he had fallen from his broom in a quidditch match. His hair was messy, and he had a weeks worth of stubble on his cheeks.
"Quite the opposite actually my dear chap" said the lanky red head closest to him.
"We could smell Katie making biscuits"
"We came to eat your share"
"You don't want to get unfit after all"
"gerroff" grunted the Scotsman, "if my girlfriend wants to make me biscuits the two of you won't be gettinga crumb"
A tall, brown haired woman about the age of 18 appeared at the door between the kitchen and the livingroom
"Fred! George!" she exclaimed and bounded over to kiss each on the cheek.
Her boyfriend scowled in the background.
"Looks as if your lads getting a little jealous" Fred grinned.
"Alright out!" ordered the Scotsman take your biscuits and go! I hope they burn your hands"
Katie handed each man a small tin. "bye boys take care" she called as they trooped out the door, laughing. Both her and Oliver were unaware they were now looking in the window.
"Obbilla?" Katie asked, handing him a drink. then tucking the blanket around his legs tighter
"mmm?"
"I love you"
"What?"
"I do, so much and I know how much this is frustrating you, and I just wanted to say…"
"shhh" Oliver wood whispered.
"But…"
"Listen to me, I love you more than words Katie bell, I always have and I always will. I've been the most irk of an old man and I know I'm driving you crazy, and i..."
"It doesn't make you any less of a man to let me baby you, obbilla" Katie chided.
"you actually enjoy this don't you? Playing little cottage mum?"
"I do actually… plus I get you all to my self." A broad grin crept across her face.
"Kates…"Oliver wood pulled a frustrated smile.
"wha…?"
"You are such a tease"
Fades out
Fred: and so we would just like to say…
George: that Katie could've done much better
Fred: and married a guy that would actually like sharing his biscuits with us
George: or at least someone a little sexier, because really wood. The whole 'what-the-hell-is-razor' look…
Fred: just scary…
Authors note: oh my gosh we have like two chapters left and then a little surprise for you all if you all review for this chapter. so yes. there we go. chapter seven! olivers and katies to come so please review and make me happy so i can write faster...
Disclaimer: i do not own the world, characters or any part of the harry potter tales.i do not own the name Puddleducks. all credit to the wonderful women of script- JK Rowling and Beatrix Potter for their wonderful minds.