IT'S JUST A SCAR {A Fred Wealsey Love Story} Chapter 10 [Clearly Insane]

The next day flew by like nothing ever happened, Mrs. Weasley made breakfast as we packed and I spent the remainder of the day laying on Ron's bed upside-down talking to Harry, who was laying the sameway.
(I had managed to convince myself that I was dreaming when I felt Fred kiss me, after all he was my best friend)
"I still can't believe I have a sister" He laughed running his fingers against the scar on his forehead.
"I can't believe I survived the killing curse" I laughed
"It's not all it's cracked up to be" Harry returned and I nodded in agreement.
I hopped up and sat on Harry's bed and sighed, "It's one thing to find a long lost twin brother, but to have a long lost twin that just happens to be your best friend, that's wicked"
"I certainly couldn't have asked for a better sister than you Ry" He said sitting up and grinning.
"Oi what's the sneeky grin for?" I asked concerned.
"You like Fred"
"Ok it really doesn't come more random than that" I said my face blushing.
Ok so I did lov...like Fred but I couldn't tell Harry that, Could I? I mean he is my brother...
"I know you do, I can tell" He said that blasted smirk still plastered to his face.
"Oh Harry you're clearly insane" I said with an over exagerated eye roll, "We should have Mrs. Weasley check to see if you've taken ill"
"Just admit it Rylyn, you're head over heals for the biggest prankster since Zonko" He laughed and my face blushed deeper still.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?" I asked.
"I swear" He said with a satisfied grin.
"School starts tomorrow so I'm going to go to bed" I said in a huff slightly upset that Harry could read me so well.
"Alright then, G'night Ry, talk to you in the morning"
I began to walk out but was stopped by Harry, "What you don't give me a hug, ok I see how it is, you find your long lost twin and you give him the cold shoulder, fine"
"First of all you were never lost, I've known you for how long?" I said laughing, "And I'm mad at you for making me spill my guts" All the same though I walked over and hugged him, rolling my eyes.
"Night Potter" I spat sarcastically.
"Night O'Farr... Potter" He spat back and as I walked away laughing I heard chuckles coming from behind the closed door.


I think it seems short, that's cause it is but don't worry the next chapter we get to see what Draco thinks of our dear Rylyn... This could get interesting.
I love you all! (No not like that you're not that lucky!)
~Starry