They woke up the next morning and just wanted to go back to sleep. Hunn untangled herself from the twins and wanted to crawl back under the covers with them and pretend they didn't have to leave.
Instead, she woke them, hugged them, and left to change for the day. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion, and when she was done, she still felt exhausted to her very core. Ginny was sitting in bed with Hermione, not bothering to get up. Ron and Harry had taken her bed and were snoring lightly.
Hunn sat with them for a moment and hugged them close. They shed silent tears and thanked god they all made it back safely.
Hunn squeezed tightly one more time and left the room.
She returned to the twins and knocked on the door to be sure they weren't naked this time. When they didn't respond, she opened the door slowly. They had dressed and laid back in the same bed they woke from.
Crawling between them, she stayed silent. The peace was too good to be true. She didn't want to ruin it.
A few moments later, Molly walked in and didn't say anything. She just nodded and walked back downstairs. The house stayed silent, and they didn't leave the room. They could feel inside their hearts what they needed.
What we needed was each other and some peace.
A few hours later, they sat up and talked about everything they could think of except the Cup.
"What do you want to do after Hogwarts?" Hunn asked curiously
"Well, we want to make a career out of our pranks. We're not entirely sure how, but we're working on the details."
Fred flopped onto his side and tried to spin his wand on the tip of his finger, "What about you?"
"I want to do something with curses. Maybe a curse breaker? Or something related to that."
"Because of your parents?"
"Yeah, because of them. And because of you guys."
They looked offended and a little impressed to have inspired her future, "Us! Why us?"
"Well, you're bound to piss off some dame or a bloke for doing something stupid, and someone will curse you to the moon and back. Then I'll be there to save your arses."
"A dame would not curse us. We are lovable and wonderful." George defended them.
She laughed, and Fred narrowed his eyes, "I think she's trying to say we're not loveable, George!"
"No. Not at all." She told them sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Sure, sure, Hunny bunny. When you have to break some poor bloke's heart, we'll be there to protect you from his crazy advances." Fred countered, "Oh, we've done that already!"
The room went quiet, and it felt like Hunn's heart was breaking in all their chests, and she could feel theirs, too. She felt shattered inside.
She looked at the twins, confused. Fred smiled, and George did too, hiding their emotions the best they could manage, and she wondered who had hurt them in the past.
Who broke their hearts?
"Come on. We should eat. Make sure everyone else is okay, too."
They got up, slipping their hands into each other. Inside, Hunn felt enraged. She wanted to find the woman who hurt her boys.
Her boy's? Yes, they are her boys. They always will be.
Molly was cooking in the kitchen, and Arthur was reading and responding to the owls.
"We need to get your school books! Tomorrow, we'll get everything you need that we don't have. Can't let the world stop spinning, can we?" she set food in front of them all, and everyone else joined the table one by one, eating and chatting.
"We can't ignore it," Harry said
"Ignore what, dear?" Molly asked
"What happened yesterday? The lot of us almost died." He said
"Harry, no one is ignoring it. We don't know what it means yet. Let the ministry do their investigation, and when we know. You'll know as well." Arthur replied, setting his quill down.
"Fine." He sulked off upstairs, and Ron, Hermione, and Ginny joined him, leaving their food half-eaten.
The twins and Hunn ate, watching it all as Molly sighed and sat with Arthur. She seemed to find comfort in his touch, his presence, and he in hers. Hunn looked at the twins and smiled.
"Come on, you lot let's go!" she called out, grinning
"Go where?"
"To the garden! We're going to de gnome the garden today. I bet I can get one over the fence first!" She sprinted to the door.
"You wish, woman!"
"Come on, George, let's show her who's boss at the gnome toss!"
They spent hours in the garden tossing gnomes as far as they could. By the end, Fred had gotten one to the edge of the fence. It landed right on it and toppled over onto its head. The gnomes were lined up and walking into the field. They were gone for today, but they'd be back and ready to bite tomorrow.
Together toppled back inside and sat around the fire.
Hunn's hands warmed quickly, sitting between the twins, their warmth chasing away the chill in her bones. The heat made her tired, but she ate when Molly placed food in front of her face and leaned against George, placing her feet on Fred's lap.
Hunn closed her eyes, relaxing and drifting off to sleep.
"Can't believe she fell asleep on us, George," Fred told him, laughing.
"You'd think we were her boyfriends the way she treats us." He whispered back, smiling fondly.
"Nah, just friends. You felt how mad she got at us for being jealous. She doesn't want that."
"I do, Fred. God, I do. I want to fall asleep with her every night. She kicks me when she dreams, but I can't even bring myself to be mad." He told his brother.
"You know I feel the same. I feel it even more after the night under the moon. That bonding made it more intense, more real."
"I just don't know if she feels the same."
"What if she only wants one of us?"
"Would she do that to us?"
"What if she doesn't want us at all?"
"I couldn't watch her with another bloke. He wouldn't live very long."
George rubbed circles on her knee and watched her sleep. She looked at peace, beautiful. Her touch felt right, and he didn't want to let go.
"I just had an idea, Freddy."
"Go on, Georgy."
"What if we open a joke shop? Hunn can even help us. She's good at curses, and if she becomes a curse breaker, she can help us perfect our jokes and other items."
"Sounds like a good idea, but how would we start it up? We have no money, nothing."
"We'll have to start small. Sell to students and others who want it. When we have the money, we'll open a shop and sell to everyone!"
"That sounds fantastic! We have to start soon. We have to come up with something."
"Brainstorm, and we'll start putting it together in a few days."
"Hunn can help us, too! She's smart."
"Yeah, she can." George smiled and leaned back, it seemed like a good idea. Now they just had to work out the details.
Hunn woke up hours later, still on top of George and Fred.
They were talking and planning, "You planning a prank against Slytherin?" she asked, sitting up
"No. Not this time."
"Nope. Not at all. We're planning," He stopped and looked around before whispering, "We're planning to open a joke shop." He smiled, his eyes gleaming.
"A shop? Your own shop? How are you going to do it?"
"We'll start small and sell to Hogwarts students and people who live in the village. Save up and open a shop in a few years."
"We want you to help us. Come up with ideas. Perfect them and sell them!"
She sat there and thought about it. Really thought about all the possibilities. The chances they'll make it, the chances they'll gather the money, the support.
"So, will you help us?" They looked nervous.
"Yes. I think you can do it. I always think you'll be good at it," she told them honestly
"Really?"
"You think so?"
"Yes. I will help you in whatever way I can, too. I believe in you guys."
They looked astounded. Shocked, they didn't say a word. Nothing passed their lips. They just gawked like fish with their mouths open.
"You are a fabulous woman," George said
"Bloody brilliant."
"Come on, let's go to bed now. It's late, and tomorrow, you know your mum will wake us up at dawn to get to Diagon Alley."
They walked up the stairs and entered the twin's room. Collapsing on the bed together. Fred and George curled around her close.
"I can't bring myself to sleep in the other room. It feels too far away," she whispered, closing her eyes.
"Don't worry. We wouldn't let you sleep so far. It feels better to be close." Goerge said honestly.
"So much better to be close." Fred agreed
They went to sleep curled around each other, sleeping like children.