Fred: Original Prankster (forgeous) wrote in hiddenagenda_rp, @ 2011-08-23 13:29:00 |
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Current mood: | cold |
Who: Fred, Arthur, Molly and George.
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: Twinville/The Burrow
Rating: PG/12 - for Fred's mouth.
Status: Complete
Summary: Fred's still sick and Mam and Dad always know best about that sort of thing.
Fred was still feeling awful. Despite taking potions and eating as much as he could manage, he didn't feel any better. Dragging himself out of bed, he made it to the bathroom before being sick, just. Gred was asleep, having been up all night at the Club and then opening Wheezes first thing. Oliver was at work, so essentially, Fred was on his own. Yes, George had told him to wake him should he need anything. But Fred really didn't want to do that. He knew his little Greddie was tired and he wanted his Twin to rest.
Returning to his room; he shoved his feet into his boots and pulled the duvet off the bed to wrap around himself over his pajamas. Next he scribbled two notes, one to Olly, which he left on his bed and the other to George.
Gred,
Feeling shit and didn't want to wake you. I'm at Mam and Dad's if you want me.
Love,
Forge
Slipping silently into his Twin's room, he left the note on the bedside table and patted his brother's hair lightly, smiling when George mumbled something in his sleep. Sneaking back out, he made his way carefully downstairs and used the Floo to get home.
Coughing as he emerged at the other end, he peered round the living room at The burrow only to find it empty. 'Mam?' His call wasn't as loud as usual and he still felt a little dizzy from the journey. 'Anyone home?'