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I've been trying so hard to write for this ask that I got 3+ months back but my brain is not working 😭😭😭 I'm sorry to the person who wanted it. I'll get there eventually I swear.

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #weasley twins #fred wealsey fic

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Random HC because I can't even take a piss without thinking about Fred and George

Okay so I think know that Fred lives. And George ends up with Angelina, and eventually, Fred finds someone as well. (Let's call them X)

X and Angie are both crackheads TM and end up being besties and their only aim is to keep their boyfriends out of trouble.

And then all of a sudden they get along too well, and turn into a more chaotic duo than their boyfriends, constantly blowing stuff up in the most dangerous way.

Fred and George are overprotective as fuck. So they get worried whenever these two are upto shit.

And soon

"Fred! George! Stop it."

Turns into

"Angie! X! Stop it."

Also you're mistaken if you think their kids (if any) take after the twins. Nope. They're crazy. Absolutely nuts, just like their other parent.

Arthur nearly has a heart attack on seeing George discouraging baby Roxanne when she's trying to climb the pipe to get onto the roof. Molly looks like she's seen a ghost when she sees Fred being the 'responsible parent' and stopping his kid from setting the kitchen on fire with Fireworks from the shop.

Because no one, in their wildest dreams, had thought that FRED WEASLEY AND GEORGE WEASLEY would actually become responsible enough to stop chaos.

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Just Us, And Your Friend Steve

Eddie Munson x GN!Reader

This is the first time I've written for a Stranger Things character so I'm sorry if it's bad.

Warnings: Fluff, cute, oblivious Steve, secret relationship, implied sex at the end

As the end credits of some corny old horror movie rolled in, Robin stood up from the couch in your garage, stretching her limbs with a groan. Dustin, Lucas, Max, Mike and El were still rubbing their eyes in the dark, and Steve’s head hung back on your couch as he slept through the slight commotion.

You sneaked look towards Eddie, who was looking right back at you from across the room, a smirk plastered on his face, before the lights were flicked on.

The two of you had been seeing each other in secret for a couple of weeks now. He had confessed his feelings for you when he showed up outside your window at midnight, just when you were beginning to realise the crush you had on him. Things were going pretty well, and after a drive through date and another movie date, today was supposed to be your third. He was to stay the night at your place since your parents weren’t home. You planned to watch cheesy rom-coms and cuddle on the couch, and you really hoped it could be something more than cuddling by the end of the night.

That was until Steve suggested a group movie marathon at your place because he knew your parents weren’t home. You and Eddie were now stuck at opposite sides of the room, trying your best to not shoo the others out of your place so that you could have him all to yourself.

“Alright people, enough for today.” Robin said.

“Yes, time for bed kids!” Eddie said, eagerly motioning them to get up from their places.

“Okay, Robin takes you lot back as well.” Steve said, his voice still hoarse from his nap. “Let’s go Eddie.”

Eddie’s van had broken down just this morning, and Steve stepped in to pick him up from the trailer park, and Robin borrowed her cousin’s car to bring in the kids.

You looked at Eddie again, giving your best puppy dog eyes silently begging him to stay and he nodded, turning to answer Steve.

“I-uh…” He started, “I’ll get a cab Steve, don’t worry.”

“Cab? Don’t tell me you’re fighting again, Steve!” Robin scolded, slapping her best friend’s arm.

“What! No?” Steve said, hitting her right back. “Why do you want to take a cab dude? I’ll take you.”

“Oh… I thought you’re tired so I’ll let you get home early.” Eddie said meekly.

“It’s not a problem Ed. It barely takes ten minutes.” Steve replied with a smile, and you almost wanted to melt at his kindness and give into letting Eddie go back home.

“Actually,” Eddie attempted again, “I need to go to the garage and check how much work is left on the van.”

“Oh, that’s fine. I’ll come with you,” Steve said sweetly. “My dad knows the garage owner so I can get you a discount.”

Eddie turned to face you helplessly, and you shrugged slightly. You always appreciated Steve’s concern and were glad to have a friend like him. But boy, could he be more oblivious?

Eddie reluctantly agreed to go with Steve, and excused himself out of the room to use the washroom attached to your room, but not before discreetly motioning you to follow him.

You waited for a couple of moments, chatting casually with Steve, before you mumbled something about a book that you needed to return to Eddie that was in your wardrobe.

As soon as you entered the dimly lit room, Eddie pulled you into a hug, and it was obvious that he was longing for your touch just as much as you were for his.

You pushed yourself up on your toes to leave a peck on his lips, and he returned it immediately, and it quickly turned into a makeout session. His hands were on your hips, and yours were around his neck, pulling him closer to yourself. You could taste the caramel popcorn he had been munching on, mixed with the sugary soda and bubble gum, and you were glad that he neither smelled, nor tasted like cigarettes.

Eddie had stopped smoking months ago. It was after you had casually mentioned that you once ended up with an allergic cough because of your uncle who smoked, and it was this very effort of his that made you realise your feelings for him.

“So it’s finally me and you,” you whispered, pulling away to look into his deep brown eyes that you’d grown to love.

“You and me,” Eddie said, placing another peck on your lips.

“Just us, and your friend Steve.” You giggled, poking his chest with your finger.

“Hey! He’s your friend too!” Eddie reprimanded.

“Yeah, a very sweet, very oblivious friend.” You said, looking up at him with a deep sense of longing.

“I’ll get a cab back here later at night and stay over,” Eddie offered after a pause.

“No, it’s okay Eds. My parents will be out for a week next month. Maybe then?” You said hopefully.

“Or you could somehow come to mine? Tell your parents you’re going to Robin’s for a sleepover. Wayne’s out most nights, you know”

“And we’ll have to tell Robin about us for that… She’ll have to cover for me if my Mum calls her place,” you reminded.

“I do want to tell them, honestly, but only after we’re a hundred percent sure that we won’t kill them for teasing us.” He stated, and you agreed.

“Maybe I can tell my parents once they’re back. They like you anyways.” You said, burying your face into his neck.

“Maybe,” he said, before leaning in to kiss you again.

“Oh!” Steve gasped, and you pulled away from Eddie immediately, putting a small distance between the two of you as you faced Steve.

You were so lost in the moment that neither of you heard Steve’s footsteps walking towards your room to check what was taking you both so long. And now he was standing at your bedroom door that had been left wide open, smirking at your flustered faces.

“I knew Munson had the hots for you,” he said, “but I didn’t know he’d told you.”

“I did, just a few weeks back,” Eddie said throwing an arm around your shoulders and moving closer.

“Well, no wonder you wanted to take a cab.” Steve laughed.

“Sorry, we did mean to tell you guys in a couple of days,” You explained.

“Never mind guys! I’m glad you’re together.” Steve chuckled, hugging you and patting your back, and doing the same to Eddie. “I’ll be off then. Use protection!”

“Steve!” You groaned.

With a final chuckle, he took to his heel and left the house to you and Eddie, just how you guys had planned originally.

“Just us now?” Eddie smiled, and you kissed him deeply.

“I’ve been waiting all night.” You whispered against his lips, threading your fingers though his hair and earning a soft whimper from him

And safe to say, a lot more than cuddling did happen that night, and you were truly grateful for the happiness Eddie brought into your life.

Should I write more for Eddie?Please give me your reviews!!

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things

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What if I post a teeny tiny fluffy Eddie blurb?

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington #stranger things

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Fic based on this request!!

Here we go!! This was the first time I got a request, and the first time I wrote a fic based on a request, so I hope you like it!!

Warnings: My weird imagination, fluff, family argument, use of Y/N, idiot Ron

“You look beautiful Ronnie!” The twins said in unison as they walked into the common room.

The place was nearly empty, except for a few first and second year students, who weren’t yet allowed to go to Hogsmeade on weekends. The twins, on the other hand, had been banned from going to Hogsmeade for a month as a punishment from their mother for the a recent prank that McGonagall had written to her about.

“That’s literally not funny,” Ron moaned, covered in tiny porcupine quills that he grew after eating a cookie his older brothers offered him.

“We think it’s hilarious,” Fred smirked back.

“Bloody comical,” George supported.

“Fuck you! You’ve always used me as some kind of lab rat for your experiments.” Ron said, his temper rising.

“It’s because you didn’t let us use good old Wormtail,” Fred mocked.

“Oh shut the hell up George! Get this rubbish off me, and keep your worthless experiments limited to yourself.” Ron shouted, turning a few heads in his direction as everyone in the common room became interested in this fight. “Do you think it’s funny, troubling others for your entertainment? You’ve always done this to me, right since I was a baby!”

“No we haven’t. And I’m George, not him.” George corrected. “We only got into pranking after we turned seven.”

“C’mon mate, at least own up! You were the one who turned my Teddy Bear into a spider when I was three, weren’t you?”

“Are you actually still mad over that?” Fred asked amusedly.

“I’m actually mad over the audacity that you have, to think you’ll make a living out of this.” He said, pointing to the still growing quills. “I’m bloody sure you’ll end up as nothing, probably having to marry rich girls like Y/N to have a decent life!”

“Stay within your limits Ronald.” Fred scolded, and George quickly stepped in between his brothers to put an end the argument.

“Move, Fred, or George, whichever one you are!” Ron shouted, trying to shove George out of the way.

“What do you mean ‘whichever one’? Can you actually not tell the difference between your own brothers?” George said, immediately forgetting that he was trying to maintain peace.

“How does that matter? You’re both exactly the same, pathetic and useless.” Ron rolled his eyes. “Now get these stupid quills off me before I stab you with them.”

“No,” George said angrily.

“No?” Ron repeated.

“No. Not until you apologize for what you said about my girlfriend,” Fred agreed.

“I will not, because it’s true.” Ron said back.

Fred pushed George out of the way, angrily stepping up in front of his younger brother, towering over him. Unbeknownst to the three of them, Y/N had walked into the common room, having just returned to the castle from Hogsmeade. She paused in her steps, shocked to see the Weasleys fighting in this way.

“Do you know how much it hurts us to realise that our own family can’t tell us apart? None of you lot, not even Mum and Dad know us as anything other than ‘the twins’.” Fred shouted, and Y/N’s heart broke when his voice cracked with emotion.

“Y/N is our best friend Ron,” George said. “She’s the only one who’s ever been able tell us apart. You don’t know what your saying when you tell us Fred’s with her for the money. We love her because she makes us feel like we’re individuals, like we have a personality outside of just being twins.”

Before things could get worse, Y/N walked up to the boys, intending to end the debate. She marched up to them quickly, engulfing Fred in a hug, and she could feel the anger ebb out his body as his shoulders relaxed. She reached up to slightly peck his lips, before stepping away to hand a bag of his favourite sweets from Honeydukes.

She moved towards George next, giving him a little squeeze and handing his bag of sweets to him.

“Ron,” she said calmly yet strictly, finally turning her attention to the younger Weasley, “It’s really not nice of you to not be able to tell your brothers apart.”

“It doesn’t matter, love. Let’s go outside.” Fred insisted.

“Just give me a minute Freddie.” She said, continuing to look at Ron, who was now beginning to get nervous.

“Can you guess the sweets in those bags, by any chance?” She asked.

“Treacle Tart, Chocolate Frogs and Pumpkin pie.” Ron replied, slightly more tensed than before.

“Yes, but whose bag has which ones?’ she asked again.

“I don’t know,” Ron said meekly.

“I’ll give you another chance, Ron. Everyone knows these two love Purple and Orange,” she said, pointing to the bright ‘Weasleys Wizard Wheezes’ logo on a flyer lying in the common room. “But do you know who added which one?”

“No,” Ron said again, his ears turning red with embarassment, and there were a few snickers passed around the others in the room.

“Do you lot not have homework?” she said, addressing a younger students, who immediately ran off at being addressed by a prefect. “You don’t know anything about them individually, do you?” she asked, turning her attention back to the guilty Weasley boy in front of her.

“I’m really sorry,” he said softly, and his voice did indicate the truth behind those words.

“You should be,” Fred said finally.

With a quick swish of her wand, Y/N made the quills disappear, and began to lead the twins outside the common room.

“I’m sorry,” Ron repeated, this time to his brothers, “I should have made an effort to know you both better.”

“I suppose it’s not too late,” George said, giving Ron a small smile.

“And don’t you dare talk shit about my girlfriend again.” Fred warned.

“I won’t, sorry!” Ron smiled back, and Y/N quickly dug out a bunch of chocolate frogs from her pocket for him.

They walked out of the common room together, before George bid them goodbye and headed off in the opposite direction to look for Angelina.

“Thanks love,” Fred whispered, placing a quick peck onto her lips. “I really appreciate you, have I ever told you?”

“Yes, but keep going.” She whispered back, stealing another kiss, and it felt much better when she finally felt him smile against her lips.

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred and george #harry potter #weasley twins #fred wealsey fic #fred weasley fic #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley fanfiction #fred weasley fanfics

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Hey! Thanks!

Would you mind writing a fic on the twins and reader in Potions class? Reader is Sirus' daughter and a natural at potions without even trying (both things have always annoyed Snape - her being Sirus' daughter and her being a natural at potions), Fred and George, terrible so naturally throughout the years she's been seated with them since first year to help them which is how they became best friends. But Fred has fallen in love with reader, his best friend since they first started Hogwarts. One day Slughorn is telling them about liquid luck, which reader ends up winning (which she's not bothered about as compared to everyone else) but ends up loosing it (Fred stole it) and asks her out one evening when they're in detention for leaving out chocolates for Umbridge which made her sick for a month, but as McGonagall is doing the detention it's only for an evening rather than a year like Umbridge insisted on.

Okayyy. This one might take some time but I'd love to do it

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #harry potter #weasley twins #fred and george #fred wealsey fic #fred weasley fic #fred weasley fanfiction #fred weasley x reader

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Bestie, I'm looking forward to reading your two latest Fred requests below :))

I'm on it!! Hopefully there'll be some nice NYE content coming up!!

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred and george #harry potter #weasley twins #fred wealsey fic #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley fanfiction #fred weasley fic

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Can I send you a request?:)

Omg yes please!!!!

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred and george #harry potter #weasley twins #fred wealsey fic #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley fic #fred weasley fanfiction

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Why is this so funny tho

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Hi cutie! I forgot to say for the Remus / daughter fic I sent you, can it just be fluff please? I need fluff. ❤️

Swearing is fine, ofc. 😂

Yes ofc!! Coming up soon❤️

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Hi cutie, sorry it was me! (https://www.tumblr.com/peeves-gurl/734268281353043968/hey-cutie-would-you-write-a-fic-on-reader-being) My job has been so chaotic this week so all I've been doing is reading fics before bed! I have a couple of ideas which I'll DM you as they're too long to send on here but my first idea is...

Remus and his daughter are wandering around Hogwarts as he's come to supply teach for a few weeks, and reader is telling him all about Umbridge refusing to teach them anything, and how she said something so rude to Umbridge (you can decide what) she got a dention with her, and got a scar, Remus finds what reader called Umbridge hilarious but goes balistic when she mentions the scar even though she said it doesn't hurt, because similar to Remus, she is an animagius and can transform into anything so has hurt herself much worse so has learnt to deal with pain quite well. Just as she says to Remus about managing her pain well, the twins (her best friends) run over to her showing her some new produce they got from Hogsmeade and they were heading to find reader after her detention as she was gutted she couldn't go to Hogsmeade with them, who had no idea she was an animagius and Remus was her father, as she's kept it secret as she doesn't want to ruin her friendship with the twins, but they tell her they love her for who she is and ask her to show them what she can transform into which she does. Maybe in the evening, Remus, reader and the twins are wandering around the castle after dinner, as it's the summer so won't get dark for ages, and Remus tells reader and the twins about how he asked reader not to tell anyone who she was etc, then re calls his conversation about Umbridge not teaching them anything so he tells them all about old order, and Reader (who's a natural at DADA because of her father) mentions about setting up a new one, and Remus looks so proud.

I mean there was more on reader teaching everyone spells etc, but I'm sure you can write this to your heart's content!

Please enjoy writing cutie!

Yaaaay I'm so happy to have found you! Thank you for the idea!! and I hope your next week isn't this hectic. I'm in the middle of my exams now 😭 but I've already started planning so I guess I'll write it soon❤️

#fred weasley #fred and george #fred weasley smut

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I have no idea who this anon could be but I think about their ask every day 😭

Hey cutie.

Would you write a fic on reader being Sirus' or Remus' daughter please because I have a cute idea? It's a bit long though as it's loosely based on a dream I had.

Yes yes yes!!! I've been trying to write something along those lines but it didn't come together well so I'd love to do this!

#fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred and george #harry potter #fred wealsey fic

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Hey cutie.

Would you write a fic on reader being Sirus' or Remus' daughter please because I have a cute idea? It's a bit long though as it's loosely based on a dream I had.

Yes yes yes!!! I've been trying to write something along those lines but it didn't come together well so I'd love to do this!

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Please can you write a fic on the twins and reader being best friends, and one day Ron is having a huge argument with his brothers after a prank back fired on him, and calls Fred, George and George, Fred and Ron says something that really upsets the twins, and the twins blurt out reader is the only person who's ever tried, and successfully learnt how to tell them apart and notice them as their own person, rather than just "The Weasley twins" that everyone else calls them, and just as they say that, reader is running up to her boyfriend Fred and George, her best friend, with some sweets she got from honeyjukes & ends up giving Ron a right telling off. 🧡🧡🧡

Thank you so much for the request ❤️❤️❤️This is so sweet!! I'm on it.

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My requests are open!! Please give me stuff to write about I'm bored.

#fred weasley fic #fred weasley #fred weasley smut

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Kiss Me, You Idiot

Fred Weasley × Fem! OC

Summary: Amie's feelings are revealed to Fred. Does he feel the same?

Warnings: fluff, angst, that's all!

"So what do you like about him?” Angelina asked, crossing her legs on the common room couch.

“I mean, he’s cute, isn’t he?” Amie said, smiling to herself at the thought.

“And?” Angelina prodded further.

“And he’s really sweet to me all the time.” She answered, facing away from her friend to hide the light blush that dusted her cheeks. “I love how he can create absolute chaos the minute he walks into a room. And you know, he’s really intelligent, going around inventing all of that new stuff and finding ways to get everyone interested in them.”

Amie failed to notice how Angelina’s eyes widened in shock, and how she tried to silently deter her from speaking any further. Instead, she carried on speaking about her not so subtle crush that her dorm mate had just asked her about.

“He’s got nice hair too. They look so soft, and they kind of remind me of the sunset back at home, near the beach. And last week, when we were in class, I found him looking at me instead of Professor Bins, and I realised his eyes are so beautiful.”

“Damn, woman! I never thought you had it so bad!” A familiar voice spoke up from behind Amie, and she turned around hurriedly to find a very smug George Weasley.

“George! How long have you been eavesdropping?” Amie asked, afraid of her feelings being disclosed.

“Just long enough to know you’re absolutely smitten by none other than my twin.” George smirked, sitting down next to Angelina and throwing an arm around her.

“Oh no, no, no! It wasn’t about Fred, love.” Angelina tried to cover up quickly, trying to save her friend from the embarrassment.

“Really? Then it must definitely be me, isn’t it? I mean, there’s only the two of us who can do everything you’ve been describing.” George joked. “Angie, sweetheart, I thought you were rather possessive about me. I never thought you’d let another girl talk about me like that, and that too right in front of you!”

“It wasn’t about either of you, George.” Amie tried to convince him.

“Then who, may I ask, is the object of your immense affection?” George teased.

“Just some character I read in my book, that’s all.” She said vaguely.

“What book?” He demanded, raising his eyebrows.

“The… The Great Hig..” She said, trying to come up with some book name, and failing miserably.

“Does this character of yours attend History of Magic classes with you, and sit next to you at the dining table at all meal times? And could he possibly be someone who looks a lot like me, just a bit less handsome? And maybe he’s called Fred Weasley?” George suggested, and Amie knew there was no way she could hide from this one.

“Please don’t tell him George!” she begged.

“Tell him what, Amie?” he teased, slowly getting up from his seat. “He already knows.”

“Georgie, c’mon! It’s not fair for us to get involved.” Angelina warned, trying to pull her boyfriend back towards herself.

“I’m not going to tell him anything, I promise!” George said, gently freeing himself from his girlfriend’s grip and taking a few steps away from the couch. “I just really, really need to run upstairs,” he said, walking backwards towards the stairs that led up to the boys’ dormitories, “and give a nice, loud, clear confirmation to my brother about how much you like him.”

And with those words, George bolted up the stairs and ran into his room. Amie could hear him shouting his brother’s name on top of his voice, and she knew immediately how fucked up it was going to be now. She was going to loose one of her closest friends, and it was all because she couldn’t control her feelings for him.

Tears began to well up in her eyes, and Angelina immediately shifted closer to her.

“Hey, I’m sorry. I’ll have a word with George about this. He really shouldn’t be messing with you like that.” She comforted.

“Well it’s no use now. Fred already knows about it. And he’s going to hate me for ruining our friendship.” Amie replied, getting up from the couch to walk away to her dorm and lie in her bed until her embarrassment faded into sleep.

Amie had to promise and extremely guilty Angelina the next morning that she wasn’t upset with her, and once they were dressed, they headed down to breakfast in the Great Hall. Fred was at his usual seat, the one next to him reserved for Amie as always. She mentally prepared herself to face him, and to apologise for making him uncomfortable, and began walking towards him, trying her best to hide her feelings that had now turned to guilt.

He looked up to her like he usually did, and Amie smiled politely. He reciprocated her gesture, but she saw the slightest bit of a change in his expression, especially in the way his eyes stayed on hers without blinking. It was hard for her to realise that her feelings would never be reciprocated, and now it was even harder to realise that Fred didn’t want to be around her. His expression clearly showed that he was nervous. And he was only nervous when he was uncomfortable.

Feeling her eyes water, she turned around and walked out of the hall. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself and rushed towards the corridor and walked alone to her first class for the day.

Through the day, she successfully avoided Fred at all costs. She didn’t sit with him in classes, instead requesting Angelina to sit with her. She didn’t pair up with him during potions, and found it easier to work with Cho Chang, who kept on giving her almost pitiful glances as if she knew exactly what was going on. But worst of all, she could feel Fred’s eyes boring into the back of her head across the room, and she knew she deserved every bit of his anger for ruining the amazing bond that they shared.

It had been over a week of avoiding Fred, and it was much harder than she had anticipated. Her eyes would instinctively flick over to his usual seat every now and then, and she had caught him looking back at her way to many times to count. But each time she found him walking towards her, she immediately sped off into the opposite direction. She already knew that their friendship was ruined beyond repair, but she didn’t want to hear it from his mouth. Perhaps if she didn’t hear him say it, she would find a better excuse in a couple of days and pretend that they had never been close.

Things didn’t quite go to plan when she was suddenly pulled aside one Friday afternoon, and all of a sudden she was engulfed by the darkness of a broom cupboard. Amie opened her mouth to scream, but a hand over her mouth stopped her.

“Hey, Hey, Amie! It’s me, Fred.” He whispered hurriedly, causing her to ease out as he pulled his hand away from her mouth.

“Why did you do that, Fred! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” She said, lightly swatting his arm, almost forgetting that they weren’t on talking terms anymore.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” Fred stated simply, bringing back everything that she had been trying to avoid along with him.

“I’m not!” she lied, as she could make out Fred raising his eyebrows in the dim lighting. ”I jus-“ she was interrupted again, as she realised someone was walking towards the cupboard and was only moments away from finding them inside.

Filch’s voice was echoing the halls, his heavy footsteps thumping against the floor, almost as loudly as his grumbling.

“Absolutely no regard for the rules, always messing my brooms up. Snogging in my cupboards again, these stupid lovesick teenagers.” He hissed to himself.

Through the gaps in the door, Amie could make out his shadow, right in front of the door. Her heartbeat hadn’t yet got back to normal from being pulled aside so violently, and she could feel herself get even more tensed as she knew they were on the verge of getting caught.

Fred suddenly stepped closer to her, pinning her against the side of the cupboard, and holding her against the wall as he towered over her. He pulled out a silvery blue cloak and pulled it over both of them just as Filch threw the cupboard open.

Filch’s bulging eyes moved across the cupboard, looking at everything inside carefully to find any trace of hidden students, and to Amie’s surprise, he didn’t seem to see them, even though they were right there.

“Right here, they were! I saw them bloody get inside. One of those Weasley boys.” He grumbled and began to shut the cupboard door, when his tabby cat, Mrs. Norris, jumped inside and began sniffing around.

For the first time ever, Amie saw Filch get irritated at his beloved cat, as he grabbed her by the scruff around her neck and threw her onto the floor near his own feet.

He banged the door shut, and Amie almost gasped at the way the cupboard shook, but Fred’s firm hand on her shoulder brought her attention back to him. Slowly, Fred peeled the cloak away and dropped it aside to bring his focus back on her.

He was so close to her now, cornering her inside the cupboard with his body. She could feel his breath just as much as she could feel her own, and the warmth radiating off him brought her comfort and made her nervous at the same time.

The butterflies that would erupt in her stomach whenever he was close had returned after a week, and even though her mind was screaming at her to get away and stop day dreaming, she wanted to stay there for just another moment and enjoy this familiar feeling.

Her crazy thoughts were interrupted when Fred spoke up again.

“How long do you think you’re going to avoid me, Amie?” he asked, clearly sounding upset.

“I’m sorry,” she said honestly this time. “I don’t know when I started liking you more than a friend. I never meant to tell you about it but then George found out. It’s just a stupid crush. I’m sure it won’t last if I don’t think about it.”

“Why wouldn’t you want to tell me about it?” he asked sincerely.

“I know you don’t feel the same way, Freddie. I’m not the kind of girl that you want, or the one you deserve. I just don’t want to stop being friends,” she explained. “You’re my best friend. I can’t loose you.”

“What about my feelings? Am I stupid too if I’m head over heels for you?” he asked, pushing a strand of hair away from her face.

Amie stared up at him dumbfounded. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and nothing but Fred’s smiling face made sense to her.

“It’s one of your pranks again, isn’t it?” she asked after a long pause.

“You know I’d never do that to you Amie,” he whispered. “I’ve been crazy for you since the day I met you. There hasn’t been a day that George didn’t tease me about it.”

Her arms slowly moved around his body until she was pressed up against him entirely, her head resting on his chest. His heartbeat was as wild as hers, and when he engulfed her in his arms, his scent filled her.

Hugging Fred was one of her favourite feelings in the world, and now, to know that he felt the same about her, it felt even better. She could stand there forever, but Fred pulled away too soon for her liking.

He looked down at her again, a huge smile plastered to his face.

“What now?” he asked, holding her cheeks between his palms.

“Kiss me, you idiot.” She said, and he leaned in immediately, connecting their lips.

It felt so good, and Amie knew it was exactly what she had been wanting for ages. It was soft and sweet, and filled with the longing that they both had for this moment to come to life. And the fact that it was her first kiss, and Fred’s first too, made her realise how special they were to each other.

When they moved away eventually, Fred’s forehead was against hers, eyes looking directly into hers. She could make out a deep blush on his cheeks and his beautiful smile, and her heart fluttered in her chest knowing that it was all because of her.

“Hogsmeade tomorrow?” Fred asked hopefully.

“Of course,” she smiled, immediately connecting their lips again.

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[peeves-gurl]

I have decided that my first born will be named Billiey-Frongey.

my partner jokingly suggested combing all the weasley names into one name lmao

but then we actually did it.

introducing: billiey-frongey weasley

(bill charlie percy fred george ron ginny)