Summer 1990,
You'll Love Me Soon

She found her own way to the Quidditch World Cup as her mother insisted she did. When Ethan's friend came to pick him up for the game, she tagged along with them. She could have waited for her uncle Regulus to take her and Phoebe, she was just too excited to wait.

She wandered around the grounds, staring up in amazement, wizards from every culture and background came to watch the world cup. A small part of her felt guilty that Fred and George couldn't be here, they were huge fans of Quidditch and would have loved to be here.

She so desperately wanted to get something for them, though she wasn't sure what they would like. She opted to buy them a Quidditch shirt, she held them up to her, trying to judge their height compared to her, just in case she miss-calculated she bought the bigger size.

"Rhea!" she heard Angelina call for her, she pulled her shirt over her head, placing the two large shirts in her bag.

"Hi," she wrapped her arms around her and Alicia, "Have you been here long?"

"No just got here," Alicia told her,

"Come on, we need to get into the stands," they hurried through the crowd.

Angelina held onto Rhea's hand while she held Alicia's hand, preventing them from being split up. As they reached their seats her eyes lit up as they had quite possibly the best view. She was certain if they reach far enough they might actually be able to touch the players.

"OI REF ARE YOU BLIND!" Rhea shouted as she saw an action she deemed a foul. An older man looked down at her, astounded by her loud voice, there wasn't any doubt the referee would have heard her. "What are you looking at?" she barked, he turned back to the game she rolled her eyes at the man.

As the game came to an intense end, with it easily being anyone's game. The girls raised their hands as their team's seeker caught the golden snitch, winning the game. Rhea draped her arms over Angelina and Alicia's shoulders, as they cheered and clapped their hands.

As they made their way down from the stands, she was surprised to see her aunt Dorcas interview the captain of the team. She held her friend's hands, dragging them towards her, she held her hand up waving to her.

"Aunt Cas," she shouted, Dorcas flicked her eyes to her then back to the captain, making sure she heard his answer correctly. "Aunt Cas, it's me, Rhea,"

"I'm in the middle of interviewing someone," she explained,

"She alright, Mrs McKinnon-Meadowes," smiling at Rhea and her friends, "What's your name?" he asked taking the quidditch jerseys

"They aren't mine they're my friends,"

"Okay, what're your friends' names?"

"George," she said, watching as he signed the jersey, once he took the other Jersey, "and Fred,"

"There you go," he winked at her, as she turned around excitedly jumping as she got to meet him personally, squealing just like his fan girls.

She creased her brows, she had never squealed like a girl before, she shook her head as she hugged Angelina and Alicia goodbye. She held out her portkey, hoping that George had told his mother that she would be coming, it was his idea for her stay.

The lighting around the Quidditch stadium brightened up the night, it was only when she arrived at the Burrow, that she realised just how late it was. She stood at the front door, listening if they were anything like her family she heard them before she saw them.

When she didn't hear anything, she hesitantly knocked on the door, she bit her lip as she waited for someone to answer. Mrs Weasley answered the door, in her nightgown, she greeted her with a joyful smile guiding her through their home.

"We were expecting you a little earlier dear," she said, Rhea was surprised to find them all seated in their small living room, listening to the music on their radio, all except the older brothers.

"Fred told us you'd be coming," their father spoke, surprised that Fred mentioned her to them "I don't believe I introduced myself last time, my name's Arthur,"

"Nice to meet you," she said, holding her bag, "where should I put my things?"

"Here, I'll show you," George stood up from the sofa, showing her upstairs to his sister's room, "Mum said you could stay on the condition that you sleep in Ginny's room,"

"Oh okay," she sighed, as she wiped the sweat from her forehead, "is it always this warm in your house?"

"Sometimes, the temperature's been sky high today," she nodded, "if my brothers and I not wearing a shirt bothers you-

"Please, I have brothers too, and boy cousins, I hardly noticed, you were shirtless," he chuckled she heard Fred coming upstairs.

"Mum said we could stay up here now that she's here,"

"Where's your older brothers?" she asked

"Bill's working at Gringotts, and Charlie just a job at a Dragon Sanctuary in Romania," George told her, she smiled.

"That sounds really cool, working with Dragons," silence fell between, for Rhea the silence was through staying at their home, for the twins it was fear of Ron and Ginny coming to spy on them. "So I got you something, from the game," she opened her bag digging through her things, pulling out to Quidditch Jerseys

"You didn't have to get us something-

"I felt bad," she cut Fred off, "you couldn't go, and I know how much you would have loved to go," she held the shirt up to Fred, "I think it'll just fit,"

George threw his jersey over his head, smiling at her, she hugged him. She watched as Fred put his one with very little effort or enthusiasm as his brother did. She smiled at him, looking down at the floor, shuffling her feet, they excuse themselves to allow her to get changed.

laying in her bed, wide awake their sister managed to fall asleep, after asking question after question about the world cup. She quietly crept out of bed, hoping a glass of water might help her sleep, as she looked up at their clock, she saw it was almost 3:30 in the morning, and she hadn't managed one minute of sleep.

Rather than heading back to Ginny's room she made her way to George and Fred's room. She smiled at them sound asleep, as the floor creek beneath her feet, Fred stirred in his sleep. She bit her lip, leaning down in front of him.

"Freddie," she whispered,

"What?" he groaned

"Can I sleep you with?"

"No,"

"Why not?" she asked

"I'm trying to sleep," Rhea cautious laid on the small portion of his bed that was visible, "What are you doing, No,"

"Shh, it's fine, you'll wake everyone up, I'm not even facing you," she said, he huffed,

He couldn't sleep comfortably in his bed with another there, he tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. In the end, he gave up, turning around, wrapping his arm around her pulling her closer.

"What are you doing?" she questioned

"Spooning you that way no one gets pushed out of bed, You comfortable?" he asked, she nodded, "I still hate you, Black," she could tell had a smirk on his face.

"You'll love me soon, just you wait Weasley,"