A crash of thunder splits through the air breaking you from your thoughts. A few seconds later a bolt of lightning joins it. There weren't many things that frightened you and storms never used to bother you that much, but when you're at the top of Gryffindor tower, well, that's a different story. Storms here were scary and this storm seemed to want to spook you even more.

You can't help but spot two red heads in the crowd of people that were peeking at you. When another strike of lightning almost makes you jump out of your skin, the twins leave what they're doing and make their way over to you. Sitting on either side of you, they sling an arm around you.
"So y/n," George starts.
"We can't help but notice," Fred continues.
"That your a little jumpy at the moment."
"Why is that so?" Fred finishes.
"Well I..."
"And no excuses." George interupts.
"Fine. Don't laugh. I'm afraid of the storm." You state hiding your face incase they laugh at you. What they do instead surprises you.
"We'll protect you, y/n/n!" They say in unison.
Before you can protest, they scoot closer to you and snuggle into your sides, warming you up.
"No need to be afraid y/n." Said Fred.
"We're your knights in shining amour!"
"And we'll protect you from this foul storm!"
As the boys crack a few jokes, many of which involving them defeating nasty dragons and Slytherins, you can't help but feel safe and cozy in their arms.
As they continue to make you smile, you start to feel drowsy.
Noticing this, they shut up and George started stroking your hair while Fred hummed to you.
"Sshh, y/n/n." Fred whispered.
"Go to sleep honey." George adds.
Slowly your eyes started to close. You were completely at peace and you decide that the storm doesn't bother you anymore; but if this is how you'll be treated, you'll put up a pretence.

After about five minutes, all three of you are sound asleep and the rain has hushed to a gentle drum.