So Much for Secrecy | F.W.
Title: So Much for Secrecy
Requested: Yes/No
Summary: When Fred starts sending letters that weren't up to his usual standards - you start to get worried.
“Are you sure you can’t stay over at the Burrow for the summer?” Fred pouted, holding on to you as tightly as he could without suffocating you
You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck as you gave him a smile, “I already told you. We’re going to our summer house since this is the first time my sister’s been home since she went off to college. I’ll write to you everyday and I’ll be able to head to the Burrow two weeks before school starts.”
“Fine.” He huffed, pecking your lips, “You better write to me everyday.”
“I promise.” You said, still smiling up at him.
“C’mon Fred! You’re just parting for the summer! You’re not a soldier going into war.” George called out from the spot where he and the rest of the Weasley family were waiting.
Fred rolled his eyes at his twin, causing you to laugh.
“Go! Your family is waiting.”
“They can wait a little bit longer.” He muttered, bending down to connect your lips in a brief kiss.
“Oi lover boy! Hurry up!” George’s call came again.
“Coming!” Fred said, littering kisses all over your face before he made his way to his family,
“Bye! Write to me everyday! I love you!”
You laughed, waving at him, “Yes, I promise that I’ll write everyday! I love you too!”
–
That was two weeks ago. And you had kept your promise to your boyfriend that you would write to him everyday.
“Writing to your boyfriend, again?” Your sister mused, peeking over your shoulder.
“Yeah.” You said, not looking up from your letter, “Why?”
Y/S/N shrugged, “You just wrote him a letter yesterday, and the day before that.”
“So?”
“So? Normally when my boyfriend and I exchange love letters its either on a special occasion or a weekly basis.”
“Well, my relationship is different from yours.” You said, sealing the letter in an envelope.
“Good point.” Y/S/N agreed, “But, why everyday?”
You smiled, remembering the little exchange before you temporarily parted ways with your respective families.
“Fred is clingy, in a good way. He’s just adorable when he’s clingy. He even told me once that if there ever passes a day that he doesn’t get to see even just a glimpse of me - then his day isn’t complete. So, he made me promise - three times if I may mention - that I would write to him everyday so that ‘he doesn’t miss me as much’.”
“Why didn’t you bring him over?” Your sister said, giving you a look, “I would’ve loved to meet him!”
You smiled at her, “I won’t make any promises - but, maybe next year.”
“I’ll take that then.” She teased.
–
A day later, you had received a letter from Fred.
Opening it, you found it quite odd that the letter was short and vague (compared to the novel-like letters he’s been sending you for the past two weeks).
Hey love,
I miss you terribly. (George just smacked me on the back of the head and said that I whine about it everyday).
Okay, maybe I do.
Anyway, we just played a little Quidditch today - George teases that my team won just because you weren’t here to distract me. But, what can I say? You’re a wonderful distraction.
I hope you’re having a wonderful day princess. Write to you again soon! I love you!
Lots of love from your dearest boyfriend,
Freddie
Nevertheless, the letter was still sweet and maybe Fred was just busy that day.
Grabbing your quill and some parchment, you penned out your letter in reply.
“Isn’t someone lovesick?” Your sister cooed, noticing the dopey smile on your lips that never seemed to waver since reading your boyfriend’s letter.
You poked your tongue out at her, “Oh, sod off.”
–
Fred’s letters were getting more and more vague with each passing week.
For the first few, you just brushed it off, thinking that he was just busy - Molly did keep everyone from getting bored at the Burrow.
“And you don’t think that it’s weird?” Your sister said once you accidentally let slip your little “observation”
You shrugged in reply, “Maybe he’s just busy?”
“You don’t sound so sure.” Y/S/N noted, “But, in all honesty Y/N, I read some of Fred’s letters to you and from what I can tell - he’s never busy when it comes to you. I haven’t met him yet - but in every word that he writes in his letters, I can feel just how much he loves you.”
“I don’t know.” You hesitated, “Maybe his mum is keeping him busy?”
Your sister gave you a look, “Believe me, from what I’ve read - I can see that Fred would drop everything just for you.”
–
The vague letters continued on for the next week.
You decided that you would ask your boyfriend what was wrong. But, after you’ve taken a shower.
You and your sister decided to take a little swim, so you wanted to freshen up a bit.
Once you’ve dried your hair and wrapped the towel around your body, you opened the door that connected your bathroom to your bedroom and stepped out.
But, you almost jumped out of your skin as you saw someone sitting on your bed, recognizing the ginger hair and the familiar smile - you knew just exactly who it was.
“Godric Fred!” You scolded your boyfriend, hitting him on the shoulder as he started to laugh, “It’s not funny!”
“Why not?” He asked with a cheeky grin.
“I literally just got out of the shower, Freddie.” You deadpanned.
“So?” He said, “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”
You felt your cheeks flush as you smacked his arm again, “Fred!”
“Sis? Are you alright in there?” Y/S/N’s voice came from the other side of your bedroom door.
“Yes!” You immediately reply, covering your boyfriend’s mouth with your hand, “Fine, just thought I saw a spider.”
“Really?” Your sister said, a teasing tone starting to lace her voice, “And the spider’s name just happens to be the name of your boyfriend?”
You could’ve sworn that your cheeks just got redder.
“What?” Your sister laughed, noting your silence, “He just appeared at our doorstep. Who do you think let him in your room?”
“You could’ve at least had him stay in the living room and wait until I had some clothes on and somehow looked decent.” You said.
“So? How was I supposed to know that you were in the shower? Besides, like Fred said, it isn’t anything he hasn’t seen before.” Y/S/N countered.
“See?” Fred said, poking his tongue out at you.
You pulled Fred up by his arm, the other hand making sure that the towel didn’t fall off you as you opened the door to reveal your sister and pushed your boyfriend, “Out. Now, stay in the living room and wait for me to put one some clothes.”
Before your boyfriend could protest, you shut the door.
–
Once you looked pretty decent, you went down to the living room where you saw your sister in the kitchen and your boyfriend waiting on the couch.
You sat down next to your boyfriend, giving him a smile, “Hey.”
Fred leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your cheek, “Hey beautiful.”
“So, what brings you here?” You asked, “Missed me too much?”
“Kind off.” He admitted, “But, unfortunately, that’s not why I’m here.’
“Why are you here then?” You started to feel worried.
“Well, you know how You-Know-Who is back and all right?” He said.
“Yeah, and what does that have to do with you coming here?”
“In the first wizarding war, Dumbledore put together a group called the Order of the Phoenix, which fought against You-Know-Who. Now, since he’s back, Dumbledore called the Order again, and since my parents are part of it - where staying at Sirius’ childhood home.” Fred explained.
“Okay.” You said, slightly confused, “You could’ve just told me this in a letter.”
“That’s the point.” He sighed, “As much as I’ve wanted to tell you these in my letters I can’t. As a precaution, Dumbledore doesn’t want us to include much information in our letters because it might fall into the wrong hands. That’s why my letters have been short lately. I hope that you’re not mad at me.”
You giggled, gently pinching his cheek, “Of course not! I have to admit that I did miss your novel-like letters, but I just assumed you were busy and you didn’t have much time to write.”
“Sweetheart,” Fred cooed, nudging your cheek with his nose, “I’ll always have time for you.”
“I told you!” Your sister shouted from the kitchen causing you to burst out laughing while Fred just furrowed his brows at you.
“What does she mean?” your boyfriend asked.
“Well, she knew that I assumed that you were busy lately, and she said that she had read your letters to me and from that, she can say that you’re never busy when it comes to me.” You said, giving him a sheepish smile.
“Anyway.” You stirred the topic back to the reason why your boyfriend was here, “You just came to tell me about the Order?”
“No.” Fred grinned, “I’m here to take you to the Order.”
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