[HC Bingo]The flying Pumpkin Juice - Harry Potter/T
Title: The flying Pumpkin Juice
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley.
Prompt: food poisoning
Word Count: 512
Warnings: kid!fic, vomiting (non graphic)
Summary: Ron shouldn't trust the twins.
Author Notes: made for a HC Bingo prmpt.
The flying Pumpkin Juice
Ron was running around the field behind the Burrow when the twins jumped on him from behind. Dad always said Fred and George walked in the shadows, not that Ron knew what it meant, because he didn’t know how someone could catch a shadow.
“Forge, I think little Ronykinkys needs to drink our new and special pumpkin juice.”
“Yeah, Gred, because he would want to fly, right? ”
He was struggling to be left alone and to get up from the dirty floor; Mom would yell at him until she turned red when she saw the filth in his clothes. Fred, or he thinks is Fred, realizes him and pulls him up, making him sit and shoving a normal looking glass to his hands.
“I won’t drink that, last time my tummy hurt when I ate that talking bread you gave me.” Ron tried to tip the glass and drop the contents to the floor, but George, or Fred if the first twin was actually George, held his hand and pushed to his face.
“Mom gave us, you can smell it, it’s just a normal pumpkin juice! Come one, Ron, play with us, it’s a pretend game.”
When he smelt the juice it seemed normal and if Mom poured it, probably it was ok. He drinks and gives back the glass, looking to George’s and Fred’s innocent looking faces. Maybe the juice was normal, so he got up and started to run, with his arms open pretending to fly.
Both twins run after him and they laughed together for a few minutes, until Ron felt a horrible pull to his stomach and he dropped to the floor holding it. George, or Fred, he wasn’t sure, yelled at the house, calling Bill and Charlie. He started to throw up and saw from the corner or the eye dad scolding the twins and asking Bill to find their mother.
When he didn’t have anything else to pour out, he felt a hand holding his forehead and cleaning his mouth with a wet cloth. His brother were scattered a few feet’s away, whispering low as mom yelled them. She pulled him against his body and carried him back to the house, murmuring curses and saying to him that he will be ok. Back to his room, mom bathed him and took away his clothing that were a mess of dirt and vomit. Then she put him in his bed and told him to close his eyes and try to stay quiet.
Later, Molly would tell his story saying that somehow the twins manage to get one of the house potions, that was actually a cathartic and she still wasn’t sure if they knew for what was for or if they were just starting to experiment.
Ron would remember that day was one of the little times his mother gave him full attention made fried chicken and mashed potatoes, his favorite home dish. That would be also one of the last moments with him being the youngest, because Molly got pregnant with Ginny a few months later.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley.
Prompt: food poisoning
Word Count: 512
Warnings: kid!fic, vomiting (non graphic)
Summary: Ron shouldn't trust the twins.
Author Notes: made for a HC Bingo prmpt.
The flying Pumpkin Juice
Ron was running around the field behind the Burrow when the twins jumped on him from behind. Dad always said Fred and George walked in the shadows, not that Ron knew what it meant, because he didn’t know how someone could catch a shadow.
“Forge, I think little Ronykinkys needs to drink our new and special pumpkin juice.”
“Yeah, Gred, because he would want to fly, right? ”
He was struggling to be left alone and to get up from the dirty floor; Mom would yell at him until she turned red when she saw the filth in his clothes. Fred, or he thinks is Fred, realizes him and pulls him up, making him sit and shoving a normal looking glass to his hands.
“I won’t drink that, last time my tummy hurt when I ate that talking bread you gave me.” Ron tried to tip the glass and drop the contents to the floor, but George, or Fred if the first twin was actually George, held his hand and pushed to his face.
“Mom gave us, you can smell it, it’s just a normal pumpkin juice! Come one, Ron, play with us, it’s a pretend game.”
When he smelt the juice it seemed normal and if Mom poured it, probably it was ok. He drinks and gives back the glass, looking to George’s and Fred’s innocent looking faces. Maybe the juice was normal, so he got up and started to run, with his arms open pretending to fly.
Both twins run after him and they laughed together for a few minutes, until Ron felt a horrible pull to his stomach and he dropped to the floor holding it. George, or Fred, he wasn’t sure, yelled at the house, calling Bill and Charlie. He started to throw up and saw from the corner or the eye dad scolding the twins and asking Bill to find their mother.
When he didn’t have anything else to pour out, he felt a hand holding his forehead and cleaning his mouth with a wet cloth. His brother were scattered a few feet’s away, whispering low as mom yelled them. She pulled him against his body and carried him back to the house, murmuring curses and saying to him that he will be ok. Back to his room, mom bathed him and took away his clothing that were a mess of dirt and vomit. Then she put him in his bed and told him to close his eyes and try to stay quiet.
Later, Molly would tell his story saying that somehow the twins manage to get one of the house potions, that was actually a cathartic and she still wasn’t sure if they knew for what was for or if they were just starting to experiment.
Ron would remember that day was one of the little times his mother gave him full attention made fried chicken and mashed potatoes, his favorite home dish. That would be also one of the last moments with him being the youngest, because Molly got pregnant with Ginny a few months later.