"Fine! I'll do it! I'll do it! " you give in. The Weasley twins have been at you half the day trying to get you to help them test out a new love potion. "This better not be one of your warty things again, I will never forgive you for last time! "

Fred let's out a snicker, but his brother walks him on the head.
"It isn't Y. N I swear!" George holds up a hand and places one on his heart for dramatics.

"You solemnly swear that you are up to no good? " You tease.

"Hilarious. But, no. I promise no harm will come to you. "

"Alright, pass it over. "

"Not here you git! " Fred ushers you into an unoccupied broom cupboard.

"Oh, first class! " You quip.

"Shush it and drink! " Fred grins as he watches you cringe at the pink vile George hands you.

You uncap the lid and are consumed by the sickly sweet smell of fizzing wizzbies and gunpowder, a strange mix, but oddly familiar.

"Chug, chug, chug! " the boys start whispering.

You roll your eyes and gulp down the liquid before Turing to Fred to ask if he was happy, when - wow has Fred always been this attractive?  

"Oh my Merlin! Fred I think I love you! " You gasp, feeling all fuzzy.

"Well I think it works! " Fred laughs to his rather unimpressed brother.

"Fred, we're rather close in here. " You say, you feet moving forward on their own accord. "But I think it would be just grand if we got a little closer. " You sigh.

"Alright, alright! When does it wear off!? " George sounds frustrated.

"Soon I only gave her a b-mphf! "

You found yourself pressed up against Fred Weasley, content to try and crawl inside his mouth, but rudely he pushes you off. Fred yells out at you and casts a panicked look at the fuming boy beside him.

"Okay shows over Y. N!" Fred yells and snaps his fingers in your face as you slowly come to.

"Woah! Why does my mouth taste weird? " You rush out.

"You jumped at Fred! " George huffs.

Your eyes widen drastically. But Fred fixes your thought direction.

"Kissed, only kissed! "

"You taste like apples! " you laugh to him.

"Maybe you should find out what Georgie here tast- Hey wait! George! Uh oh! He's not happy! " Fred frowns.

"Uh Fred? "

"Hmm? "

"I-uh... What's George's favourite sweet? "

"Fizzing Wizzbies. May I ask why? "

"Bloody hell! I knew it! " You tuck you hair behind your ear. "Fred, I, I think I really like George! " You whisper.

"Oh finally one of you admits it! "

"Hey what do you mean one of- Fred come back! "

Fred speed walks away out of the cupboard whistling. "Don't know what you mean love! "

••••••time skip brought to you by George Michael back in the Wham!  days singing Christmas songs••••••

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I AM SO SORRY THIS HAS BEEN SAT UNFINISHED IN MY DRAFTS AND I CANT FIND THE ORIGINAL REQUEST I CAN NEVER BE FORGIVEN