Chapter 3 – The Day Comes Again
A few weeks went by, and suddenly it was your birthday. Also, the day your family was murdered by Voldemort. You wake up to the gentle morning rays filling the room. Fred and George were still sleeping. Looking at the clock, you see it's only 7. There were still two hours left to sleep if you wanted.
Instead, you sat in your bed and listened to the twins breathing in sync with each other. Then your eyes fell onto Fred's face. "He looks so cute when he's sleeping." You thought, smiling to yourself. You ended up going downstairs.
"Happy Birthday darling!" Mrs. Weasley says. She gives you a tight hug. "Thanks Mrs. Weasley." "I've got something special planned for today." She says. "Oh no, you really didn't have to do anything big, and all by yourself…" You say modestly. "Oh it was nothing dear. The others should be waking up in an hour or so. I don't want you doing a thing today." She says. "Thank you so much." You say with a smile.
You sit down in the living room by the window. "It feels like a dream. Like none of this has really happened." You thought with your eyes closed. "If I open my eyes, I'll see my mom and dad smiling at me. Any moment, Trey will walk in and tell me how old I've gotten." You opened your eyes, only to find disappointment.
You couldn't stay calm any longer. The tears came running down your cheeks. "What's wrong, love?" Someone said from behind you. "Fred! W-What do you mean..?" You ask. He reaches over and wipes your tears away, giving you a sorrowful look. "Oh. I didn't even know I was crying." You say with a fake laugh.
"Do you need a hug?" He says with a cute half smile. "Definitely. But not from you." You say with a smile. "I'm hurt! See if I ever try to comfort you again." He jokes. "But anyway, happy birthday." He says, pulling you into a hug. You feel him sigh, and you close your eyes to enjoy the moment. The two of you hugged for what seemed like forever.
When you two pull back, he looks away from you. Was there a tint of red to his face, or was it the way the morning light hit it? You both sit in silence for a few minutes before you see him look at you. He smiles lightly. "What?" You say. "Nothing." He still had a small smile on his face.
A while later, everyone was sitting around the table eating a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and tater tot casserole. "So! When do I get my presents?" You say in a cute childish voice. "Who would get you presents?" Said Fred. "Your mom." You say with a serious face. George spit his orange juice out at that comment. "It's funny, because it's true." He says. "Wow George…" Fred said.
"You'll have to wait until dinner. It's a surprise." Mrs. Weasley said. "I hope you didn't get me anything expensive." You say.
You and the twins spent the day out tossing apples around on your brooms. It was the best quidditch you had outside of Hogwarts. Soon it was time for dinner, and Mrs. Weasley told everyone to dress up a little for this "special" occasion. Fred and George changed into identical suits, and you wore a grey dress that was an inch above your knee. It was sequenced around the waist and it tied in the back.
You were still staring at your reflection in the mirror in the room you shared, when Fred came in. "Why are you still up here? Come down." He says. "I want to go to bed. I don't feel up to anything right now." You say. "Come on. You'll have fun. I promise." "Fine. Will you tie my dress first?" you say.
He walks behind you and ties your dress into a neat bow. Then he put his arms around you from behind and looked at you in the mirror; resting his chin on your shoulder. "You look nice." He said. His breath on your neck gave you the chills. "Thanks." You say. "I'm afraid I like George's suit better than yours." "Dang it! I knew I should've worn that one." He said, causing you two to laugh.
You ended up getting a beautiful heart necklace from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley that looked expensive, a seemingly endless supply of candy from the twins, and Percy pitched in with a new reading book. It actually looked like a good book too.
It was midnight and you, Fred and George were still awake and in the living room. "Remember when we first met you, and we thought we were going to die because we had to share a room with you?" George asked. "Yeah. You two didn't talk to me for a month!" You said laughing. "We wanted to make sure you were normal. We had to observe you!" Said Fred. "I felt violated!" You say. "That was what we wanted." They both said. "We thought it'd get you to leave." Fred said. "You two were mean." You say.
"How about we play some music." George said, turning on the radio. A really up-beat song came on, and him and Fred started jumping around and being obnoxious. Fred grabbed your arm and forced you to join them. It went on like that for half an hour, before the three of you fell on the couch trying to catch your breath. You landed on Fred's arm, so his arm was around you. The two of you looked at each other and smiled.
"We should go to bed." You say. "Yeah. It's late." Said George. You and Fred walked up the stairs together, with George in the front. "Did you have fun?" Fred whispered. "Yeah." You say. "Told you you would." He said.
You went to bed, and had a nightmare that Voldemort returned. He came for you, trying to finish what he thought he had finished years ago.