InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Mitchell!"

☆ ν ε г ι т γ ☄ (thelivewire) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-03-07 21:56:00

Entry tags:

!1998: 03, !complete, fred weasley, verity weller

WHO: Verity & Fred
WHAT: chatting, snuggling, who the hell knows
WHERE: Fred's bed
WHEN: The morning after the Order meeting
WARNINGS/RATING/STATUS: None so far/PG13?/Ongoing

Verity yawned and rolled over in Fred's arms, surfacing slightly into consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open slightly and she furrowed her brows. She was in Fred's room, but didn't remember having gone to sleep there. She wriggled slightly and her frown deepened. And she was still wearing her jeans! What had happened last night?

Her movement woke her up more and sent a wave of nausea roiling through her body. She froze, pressing her lips together and clinging to Fred as it subsided and settled into a low level of stomachly unhappiness.

"Ugh," she murmured, dropping her head against Fred's chest, unwilling to move, lest her stomach rebel completely. Had they gotten drunk last night? That would explain the nausea, but her head didn't hurt and she certainly would've been wearing less clothes if that was the case.

Tickling her fingers down Fred's arm, she raised her head slightly and kissed him gently. "Fred," she whispered, settling her head down on the pillow again. "Fred, wake up."

(Post a new comment)

weasleyforge
2010-03-08 03:20 am UTC (link)

He'd assumed when she'd asked to stay over that there would be.. well, shagging. He hadn't assumed she'd fall asleep after a few minutes of snogging the moment they hit his bed.

She'd been well and truly asleep, though, so he'd left her to it and puttered around with some quiet experiments for a while before he'd crashed himself. To a strange dream of the Land of Not Shagging where Verity had tremendously huge breasts that he couldn't touch...

He was almost glad to be woken up, and he blinked up at her and groaned. "What?"

(Reply to this) (Thread)

thelivewire
2010-03-08 03:27 am UTC (link)

She hadn't intended to wake him up to complain. She'd wanted to kiss him awake, figure out what had gone on last night and maybe shagged until the sun came up, but his movement set her off again and she ducked her head, pressing her lips together and clinging to him until her stomach settled again. "I don't feel good," she finally managed, and if she hadn't felt so horrid, she would've felt ashamed, or at least embarrassed by how childish and useless she sounded.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleyforge
2010-03-08 03:31 am UTC (link)

Fred wasn't generally the best morning person, but concern won out in situations like this, right? If he'd ever been in a situation like this, he'd have known. As it was, he just sat up - nearly bumping his head with hers - and frowned. "Sick?" He asked. That would explain why she'd been so quick to fall asleep last night, though. "Why?" Girls were supposed to know, right? His mum always knew why he was sick before the Healers did... Or it had seemed that way, the few times he could remember being sick.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2010-03-08 03:38 am UTC (link)

"Oh Merlin-" Fred's quick movement was almost too much for her and she rolled away, gripping the side of the bed and hanging her head over the edge. She didn't throw up, though and just ended up clinging to the mattress, her eyes clenched closed. "I don't know," it took her a long moment to be able to respond, her voice hoarse. To her horror, she felt tears pricking at her eyes and pressed her face against the cool sheets.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleyforge
2010-03-08 03:39 am UTC (link)

Fred hated it when girls cried. When anyone cried, really, but when blokes cried he didn't like it because it was too hard not to make fun of them - when a girl cried he just didn't know what to do at all. He knew moving was a bad thing though, obviously, and so he tried to be very slow and steady as he moved to sit next to her on the bed. "So, puking sick, then? You didn't eat one of the pastilles by mistake, right?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2010-03-08 03:50 am UTC (link)

"Uh huh," Verity managed to blink away the tears and loosen her death grip on the edge of the bed. She hated feeling like this, helpless and needing to be taken care of, like she was a burden. Fred hadn't signed on for this. Even the other night, when she'd made him come over with some of his Mum's chicken soup and tell her how pretty and brilliant she was, she'd certainly made it worth his while. But this? She didn't remember falling asleep last night, but judging by the fact that her jeans were still on, she doubted that they'd done anything. "Not unless you sneaked one in my pie." She managed to respond, turning her head slightly to look up at Fred.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleyforge
2010-03-08 03:52 am UTC (link)

"It does sound like the type of thing I'd do," Fred considered with a nod, but then he grinned at her and shook his head. "Not when I'm planning on snogging you though, and George stayed way from the pie too, so I think you're safe on that end." He reached up and pushed damn hair back from her forehead, and the touch was uncharacteristically gentle. "Did you feel bad last night?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thelivewire 2010-03-08 03:59 am UTC (link)
	At Fred's soft touch, she couldn't help the small smile that curved her lips. "Not like this." Her stomach seemed to be behaving itself, settling down slightly and she released her hold on the mattress, moving carefully into a more comfortable position. "Just... tired, exhausted." She paused and frowned up at him, guiltily. "What happened last night?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2010-03-08 04:01 am UTC (link)
	"For how long?" The first thing his mind jumped to was a hex, and that was enough to wake him up completely. Someone hexing Verity was just not on. "And just tired? Nothing else?" His concern meant he completely ignored the guilty questioning - Fred could have a one track mind sometimes. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2010-03-08 04:07 am UTC (link)

She shrugged, lightly. "A week or so?" She couldn't quite remember when the exhaustion had set in, she'd just chalked it up to the stress of running the shop on her own and the war and all her suspicions about Trev. "More than tired. Completely exhausted. Like all I want to do is sleep." She frowned and cast her gaze away. "I've fallen asleep at work, in the back."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2010-03-08 04:08 am UTC (link)
	"At work?!" Fred's eyes went wide, "Who was minding the shop?" But a second later he realized that really shouldn't be his first concern, and he winced a little and tried to recover "Er, I mean, Madge, right? She's fine..." Which didn't sound believable at all. "You've been sick for a week? You need to go in to a Healer, Ver." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2010-03-08 04:16 am UTC (link)

Verity winced at Fred's outburst, opening her mouth to assure him that Mags had been up front, but he'd already sped past it, barrelling on and talking about Healers. "A Healer?" She echoed. "I don't... I've just been tired, it's not like I'm sneezing or throwing up." She paused and looked shifty for a moment. She hadn't actually thrown up. She'd just come close to it. "And Mags is fine. I was only in the back." She added, hating the guilt she felt by admitting what had happened.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleyforge
2010-03-08 04:19 am UTC (link)

Fred rolled his eyes. "She's fine, I said." Because he felt like a right git about yelling about it, really. "And you do need to go to a Healer..." He brushed her hair back again, and then took one of her hands with his. "You could be hexed or something, slipped something, if it's gone on for a week you need to have someone check if something's wrong. You can go to Hestia."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thelivewire 2010-03-08 04:23 am UTC (link)
	Verity made to roll her eyes back at him, but his next words stopped her. "Hexed?" She echoed, the feel of his hand around hers making her smile slightly. "Who would hex me?" She hadn't done anything out of the ordinary lately. Trev didn't know she'd set Fred on him and even if he did, she couldn't see him hurting her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2010-03-08 04:25 am UTC (link)
	"Well, you're pretty close to a known blood traitor?" Fred didn't like the idea of putting his friends or his girlfriend in danger, but he knew it was a possibility. "Or someone brassed at a WWW prank? I don't know. Anyone could be a bastard the way things are now, or you could just be sick, but you need to find out." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thelivewire 2010-03-08 04:54 am UTC (link)
	Attempting to push herself into a sitting position, Verity's stomach rebelled and she let out a pathetic squeak, slumping back to her original position at the edge of the bed. "Admit it," she managed to joke after a bit, a small, sickly smile on her face. "You just don't trust Mags." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2010-03-08 03:12 pm UTC (link)
	"Well, she does look shifty," Fred said, mock-seriously, and then he squeezed her hand again before he cocked an eyebrow at her and slid back enough on the bed that he could move her easily so that her head was in his lap. "You're going to talk to Hestia," he said, in a way that said she didn't have much of a choice. (Reply to this) (Parent)