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[justanoasisimagines]

Charlie Weasley Blurb #1

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"I still can't believe it's ours" Charlie dropped the last box onto the counter. "You better believe it love. Our home. Our place to escape the rest of the world- You know Mum's already asking when she can come over for dinner." You laughed, Molly had offered to help the two of you move in. She also offered to help you unpack. However, both you and Charlie had agreed to get everything settled before you welcomed people in . "If our home feels remotely like your parent's place. I'd be happy. It's always so warm and inviting." "It will be love. Even with it cluttered and full of unpacked boxes. It's like Mum says, we don't need to have a fancy home as long as we have each other. So we're already there, all we have to do is make it liveable." "Do you think Professor McGonagall would be shocked to find out her star pupil and her favorite pupil are still together after all this time." "Probably, she remembers you spent the majority of her class staring at me. Charlie laughed as he engulfed you in a hug. "Could you blame me? She put me across from the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts. How was I not supposed to stare?" Charlie pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You know how to make a girl feel special." "I'm only telling you the truth. McGonagall putting me across from you was the most decision she ever made…Now where do we start?"

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[once-upon-an-imagine]

Here Is Gone - Charlie Weasley

A/N: ahhhh xD I am back, baby! as promised here is our winner, Mr. Charlie Weasley! :D I hope you loves liked it! this turned out suuuuuper long so :)  also, we are all going to pretend that Sirius and Remus are a lot older in this fic (like Molly’s age) because they have a daughter that is Charlie’s age AND Bill never worked in Egypt he always stayed at Gringotts!

Request -  Anonymous asked: Hi, love! I saw you wanted some angsty Charlie request, and although I'm not so good at coming up with angsty ideas I'll try... How about Charlie and you are best friends at Hogwarts, both pining for each other but neither says nothing, so when you graduate Charlie goes to Romania and you stay there, so don't see each other again for years. When he comes home, you are engaged to someone else, but you both still like each other. Okay, I don't know if that makes any sense at all and you can ignore it 🙈 Also, if you decide to write it, you can make the ending whatever you want (I love a happy ending, but you choose). Thank you ❤️

Warnings: wolfstar!daughter! this is a bit angsty but Bill is here to diffuse the tension xD jealous!Charlie, reader cheats on boyfriend with Charlie (one kiss) and please let me know if I missed anything! 

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :D gif isn’t mine :)

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Here Is Gone

And I want to get free, talk to me I can feel you falling And I wanted to be all you need Somehow here is gone

You weren’t sure what was the weirdest part of coming back to your childhood home. That your father hadn’t taken down the portrait of your stupid grandma. That it was now invaded by members of the order. Or…

“Love?”

Five years. It had been five years since you heard that nickname. Nobody else called you that. You made sure of it because that nickname was reserved for him. You slowly turned around, holding on to your mug to make your hand stop shaking and there he was.

“Charlie” you smiled. You always smiled when you saw Charlie.

He looked the same. But not really. He looked absolutely enthralling. His fiery red hair was longer than when you last saw him and tied in a small bun with some loose strands. There were burn marks on his (very) muscular arms and several tattoos were visible, peeking from under his shirtsleeves and collar. His eyes were the same deep blue eyes you loved so much. And now, the top of his face was covered in freckles, but the bottom part was decorated with a lazy beard.

You didn’t know it was possible. You couldn’t understand how your heart still fell to your stomach and your knees went weak just by looking at him, flashing you that bright smile he always had when he looked at you.

“Hello, sunshine” he said, opening his arms to you. “Don’t I get a hug?”

“Of course, you get a hug” you smiled, walking closer to him. You were going to wrap your arms around his waist but his arms quickly wrapped around yours and lifted you up, twirling you around, making your mug fall out of your hand and break on the floor.

“Shit! I’m sorry, love” he said, pointing his wand at your mug and fixing it in no time, placing it on the counter. “Please don’t tell your dad I broke your favorite mug” he chuckled, making you do the same.

“Your secret’s safe with me, Charlie” you smiled, feeling horrible at the fact that the word ‘love’ almost came out of your mouth so casually.

“It’s been so long, my little Hungarian Horntail” he laughed.

“Seriously? It’s been five years, Charles, I think we can retire that nickname” you smiled nervously, hating how much you had always loved that nickname too.

“No, never. That is the best way to describe you” he smiled, placing his hand on your cheek. He felt his heart racing as fast as it did every single time he saw you. He hadn’t felt that in five years and when Bill told him that they would be seeing you, he was 100% certain his feelings would come back. Well, not really because they never left. But this time, he was not going to let you go again. “I’ve missed you so much” he whispered.

The words were stuck in your throat. You wanted to say them out loud but something wasn’t letting you. You sighed in relief when you were quickly interrupted by your other favorite Weasley.

“CASSIOPEIA!” Bill burst into the room, pulling you away from Charlie and wrapping you in a bone-crushing hug like he always did. You couldn’t even protest at the fact that he still used your stupid middle name, which you hated. And Bill knew he was the only one that could get away with it. Other than your parents when they were reprimanding you for something.

“William” you laughed, trying to unglue yourself from him. Since he used your middle name, you used his full name, which he didn’t particularly love. “I kind of… need to breathe” you smiled.

“Oh, Merlin, I haven’t seen you in forever!” he said, finally putting you down.

“I literally saw you like two weeks ago” you laughed.

“You look bloody amazing!”

“Thanks, Bill, so do you” you smiled. “B-both of you” you said, turning to Charlie.

“Oh look, honey. The Weasleys are here” Sirius said, walking into the kitchen with his husband following him. “Broken any windows yet, boys?”

“Sirius” Remus warned him. “I’m sure these Weasleys are old enough now to not break any more of our windows” he smiled. “Hello Bill, Charlie” he smiled. 

You noticed Charlie widening his eyes at you and then at your now-fixed mug, making you laugh a little.

“Mr. Lupin” Bill and Charlie nodded at him. “M-Mr. Black” they said, looking at your other dad. You knew they were still a bit afraid of him. Or maybe a lot. “Sorry about that, again” Bill smiled nervously.

“It’s okay, boys” Sirius smirked at them. “It’s been a very long time since you’ve broken something of ours” he said, glaring a little bit at Charlie.

“Dad!” you rolled your eyes.

“Sirius, love, come help me in the other room” Remus quickly pulled him away and you thanked him with your eyes. Bill quickly followed them, nodding his head towards you to Charlie without you noticing.

“So, I see your father still hates me” Charlie told you.

“He doesn’t hate you” you chuckled.

“He doesn’t love me” he argued.

“Don’t take it personally. He doesn’t love anybody who’s not my dad, me, or Harry” you told them.

“Fair enough” he chuckled, walking closer to you. “I was wondering if… uh-” he said, suddenly getting nervous. “We could talk?”

“Talk?” you asked. “About what?” you smiled nervously.

“W-well-”

“Hey, there you are pumpkin” Charlie felt your hand fall from his the minute a guy stepped into the kitchen. A very handsome man, with dark hair, blue eyes, and about as tall as Charlie, made his way towards you and kissed your cheek, hugging you to him, and making Charlie’s stomach drop. “Hi, you must be one of Bill’s brothers” he said, offering his hand to Charlie.

“Oh, darling” you smiled nervously and then looked at Charlie. “Um, this is Charlie” you corrected him. “Charlie, this is Nicholas” you said, looking back at the redhead. “My boyfriend” you informed him.

“Oh, right! The one that works with dragons” he smiled at the redhead, as Charlie shook his hand, still dumbfounded. “She has told me all about you and your brothers, but it might take me some time to get it correctly” he chuckled.

“R-right. No worries, mate, everyone gets us mixed up” Charlie said, still looking between the two of you. “Wait ‘till you meet Fred and George, they’re twins” he laughed slightly.

“Sounds fun” Nicholas smiled at you, kissing your head and pulling you closer by your waist. You quickly looked at Charlie and noticed his ears were getting the same color as his hair and beard. He was angry. “Your father says the meeting’s about to start, pumpkin” he told you.

“Oh, r-right. I’ll be right there, I’m just getting some tea” you said, motioning to your empty mug on the counter.

“I’ll save you a seat” he smiled before he gave you a small peck on the lips before he left and you smiled nervously. Why were you nervous? Why did you feel the need to explain this to Charlie? You didn’t owe him an explanation.

“So… pumpkin” Charlie smirked at you.

“Don’t be an asshole, Weasley” you glared at him as you started preparing your tea.

“I’m not being an asshole” he defended himself. “I just… thought you hated pumpkin” he said as he walked through your kitchen as if it was his own house and he grabbed the milk to bring it to you. “Milk and no sugar. Right, love?”

“Um… yes, thanks” you said, feeling your heart flutter at the thought that he still remembered. “And for your information, I don’t hate pumpkin!”

“You hate pumpkin juice, pumpkin pastries, and even that princess from the muggle story your dad used to read to you where her carriage turns into a pumpkin” he laughed.

“Well, I don’t mind the word pumpkin” you informed him as you finished making your tea and you started walking out of the kitchen.

“Mhm, sure you don’t” Charlie smirked to himself, following you.

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It was currently day five. The day when the ‘kids’ (making you feel like 100 years old) left for school. Each passing day was worse than the last. You tried your hardest to avoid him. You really did. But it was easier said than done. He wasn’t even supposed to be here. Your father told you that Charlie was going to stay in Romania and recruit foreign wizards to join the Order. But at the last minute, he changed his mind. And you knew exactly what that meant. Bill told Charlie you were coming, and then, suddenly, Charlie was coming.

During the days, you tried to keep yourself busy and did whatever you could not to be in any room alone with Charlie. Because, if you were being honest, you didn’t trust yourself around him. You were with Nicholas. And you loved him. You were sure. On paper, he was probably the best boyfriend you could ask for. But Charlie had this stupid magnetic force that made you want to go back to him. Because that’s what he told you when the two of you went your separate ways. ‘We will always make our way back to each other.’ And now here you were. And you were with someone else. And you felt extremely guilty for the way your heart did a leap every time you saw Charlie. You hated the fact that you felt at home when he hugged you or when he smiled at you.

And at night. That was the worst time. You were staying in your old childhood bedroom and you knew Charlie was just a room away. With Bill. Like they shared when they spent their summers with you. And he would always sneak out of his room and come over to yours to spend the nights with you. And it made you sick to your stomach that some part of you still kept eyeing the door. Waiting for him. Not only because Nicholas was lying next to you. But because Charlie was no longer yours. He hadn’t been for five years.

When you walked into the room where today’s meeting was being held, you saw that your seat was between Nicholas and Charlie.

“Alright, now that we’re all here. We can begin” your father, Remus, started.

You tried extremely hard to concentrate on what your father was saying. You really did. But it was very hard when Charlie ‘casually’ threw his arm on the back of your seat. He was closer to you than Nicholas was and you started feeling extremely guilty for just wanting to lean into Charlie’s shoulder. Like you always did.

While your father kept explaining about the first order and what the ideas for this one were, Charlie finally removed his arm from behind you and placed it on his leg. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, hating the fact of how nervous Charlie still made you. But, surprisingly enough, Charlie wasn’t even your worst problem. It was Bill. The fact that Bill was sitting in front of you, with a look you knew all too well wasn’t helping.

“Sweetheart, did you hear what your father said?” you heard your other father snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Uh, what? Um, sorry I was distracted” you smiled nervously.

“Really? By what? Care to share this with the rest of the room?” Bill asked, fascinated, resting his head on his hand and you glared at him.

“Yeah. I was distracted by that stupid ugly fang in your ear” you smirked.

“Kids!” Mrs. Weasley warned the two of you, knowing how quickly you could get back into your old antics with Bill.

“Ah, you leave my fang out of this, Cassie” he laughed, making you roll your eyes.

“Cassie?” Nicholas asked, confused.

“That’s… uh your girlfriend’s middle name, mate” Charlie said as if it was obvious.

“No, I know that” you saw him glaring a little at Charlie. “But… she hates it when people call her that” he said.

“I do” you intervened. “Bill just doesn’t care” you informed him.

“Wrong! She gave me permission to be the only one to call her that” he smirked. “Isn’t that right, little Horntail?” he mocked you and you heard Charlie laugh next to you while Nicholas looked confused between them and you.

“WILLIAM!” you said, getting up. Could I see you for a moment?” you asked as politely as you could. You saw your fathers share a look between them but none of them said anything so you walked out of the room with Bill behind you. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing” he shrugged innocently.

“Bill!”

“Why are you with him?” he blurted out.

“Excuse me?”

Bill knew about your relationship with Nicholas. Actually, you had met him through Bill since Nicholas worked at Gringotts. He had never seemed happy about you two being together and you assumed he had told Charlie, but apparently, he never did.

“You heard me. Why are you still with Nicholas?”

“What do you mean still? Because I love him!”

“Do you? Really? Because I honestly cannot think of two more opposite people in this world!”

“Yes! Really! How is this any of your business?”

“I have heard you like a billion times, whenever someone asks you about him, like my mum, saying how lucky you are to be with him” he said.

“I am lucky” you argued.

“Right, lucky, not happy” he said, making you frown your eyebrows at your best friend. You sometimes hated how much Bill could read you. “You know? When you have to remind yourself how lucky you are over and over again, it’s because you’re afraid to ask yourself how happy you truly are” he told you.

“That’s not true” you argued, nervously.

“Isn’t it? How happy are you, Cass?”

“I know that Nicholas has never been your favorite person, but I am plenty happy, thank you very much!”

“You sound so convincing” he said, sarcastically “Look, love” he said getting serious, making you pay closer attention since he rarely talked to you like that. “I am not saying this to be an asshole to you or your boyfriend. But I have known you for a very long time and I love you, and I care about you, and I just want what’s best for you.”

“Bill, why are you even doing this?”

“Because I love you, and I care about you. And I have seen how much this relationship has changed you. I’m not saying is a bad thing, but each day you become a completely different person! I know you think that being with Nicholas is the right thing to do because he’s like a grown-up that has his shit together-”

“He’s like your age” you interrupted.

“But is that what you really want? I have heard him many times referring to your job as a hobby. A job that I know you love, and I know that because you gave up going to Romania with Charlie so you could pursue it. You rarely come to the Burrow anymore, do you have any idea how much everyone missed you? The twins were so excited to see you and you didn’t even play one stupid prank with them! You never say no to them, especially when they prank Charlie!” he reminded you. “Look, if you can honestly tell me that Nicholas is the man of your life and you are the happiest woman on Earth being this way, I’ll back down but we both know that the man that you’re supposed to be with, was sitting on your other side, don’t we?”

“Hey kids, we kind of need you back in there because your father wants…” Sirius said, walking out and looking at you. “Honestly, I don’t know what he wanted. I didn’t pay attention, just come back, okay?”

“Sure, Mr. Black” Bill smiled before he walked back in. You were about to follow him but your dad stopped you.

“Princess, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, dad” you said, trying to smile at him.

“Are you sure? Did the Weasley boy do something? Because-”

“No dad, Bill didn’t do anything” you rolled your eyes.

“Okay” he said, still hugging you. “You let me know if one of them is bugging you-”

“Dad!”

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You were exhausted and you spent the rest of the day avoiding everyone, really. You just wanted to be by yourself but it was hard when your house was filled with people. So, you hid in your fathers’ bedroom, knowing nobody would go there. When it was late, you finally went over to your room, hoping to find some peace, but when you opened the door you saw candles and rose petals everywhere, as Nicholas stood in the middle. Shit. You felt your stomach get twisted in knots.

“Um… honey, what’s going on?” you chuckled nervously.

“Hey, pumpkin” he said, as you walked closer to him. “I know that you have been stressed these couple of days and I wanted to do something special” he smiled.

“Oh, that’s… very sweet of you” you said, walking closer to him.

“Also, I kind of had a whole thing planned for our anniversary a few weeks ago but, then you had to go back to work and I didn’t get to do it there, and then we came here so… I thought there’s no better time than this” he said, starting to kneel down.

Oh no.

“Um, N-Nicholas,-”

“Would you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” he asked, smiling at you and getting out a small ring box, opening it.

“I- uh” you sighed. “I don’t know what to say” you admitted.

“This is kind of the part where you say yes” he chuckled nervously.

“Honey” you said, kneeling down to his level. “I love you very much, it’s just… this is too much right now” you tried to reason with him.

“Why? I can’t think of a better time” he insisted.

“Nicholas, I… I don’t know if I’m ready for such a big step” you told him.

“So… you’re saying no?”

“N-no, I just… I guess I need to think about it” you told him.

“You need to think about it?” he asked a little upset. “We’ve been together for two years!” he said, closing the ring box and standing up. “Is it because of Weasley?”

“W-what?”

“Bill’s brother, the one that works with dragons” he continued. Maybe you hadn’t been as subtle as you thought you were.

“Charlie has nothing to do with this!”

“Doesn’t he? Do you think I haven’t noticed the way he looks at you? How he talks to you, the little nickname him and Bill have for you?”

“Bill calls me Cassiopeia! That is my least favorite name” you argued.

“You don’t even let me call you that! But you don’t seem to mind when Bill does-”

“I’ve known Bill my entire life! He’s like my annoying old brother!”

“And what about Charlie?”

“What about Charlie?”

“What went on with you two?”

“I told you we dated in school and then he left for Romania!”

“And that’s it?”

“Yes, that’s it!” you lied.

“There’s nothing else there?”

“No!”

“So, why won’t you marry me?”

“Excuse me?” you scoffed. “Is that what this is about? Are you asking me to marry you because you what? You feel threatened by Charlie?”

“That’s not what I said-”

“What is this, some sort of possessive thing that you need me to flaunt a ring around so everyone knows that I’m yours?”

“How can you say that? I want to marry you because I love you! And I want to be with you!”

“And I told you a million times that I am not ready to get married right now! I told you I love my job and I have so many opportunities now where I can travel or even move-”

“Well, yes, but we both know that once we get married and have kids your job will be more like a hobby” he chuckled. You felt your entire heart shatter as you kept repeating Bill’s words in your head. ‘We both know that the man that you’re supposed to be with, was sitting on your other side, don’t we?’

“Nicholas” you said, quietly. “I love you, but I can’t give you an answer right now” you told him. He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair.

“Fine” he said, grabbing the small box and placing it in your hand. “Then, think about it okay? I love you and I want us to be together” he insisted.

“Okay. I will think about it” you said, as he stood to give you a peck on the lips before he made his way over to your bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, you grabbed one of your sweaters, which just happened to be Charlie’s Christmas jumper you had stolen at some point, and you made your way down to the kitchen to clear your mind. You were glad that it was empty because it was already a bit late and you started making yourself some tea. When you sat on the kitchen table you heard some footsteps coming towards you and you sighed.

“Nicholas, I don’t really want to talk right now-” you stopped when you noticed someone else standing there.

“Not Nicholas, love” Charlie smiled sweetly at you. “You alright?”

“I’m fine” you said, looking at your hands as the kettle announced that the water was ready. You were going to stand up but Charlie quickly stopped you.

“Let me” he said, making his way around your kitchen as he brought two cups of tea. Yours with milk and no sugar. You smiled grabbing the mug in your hands. “So… what’s wrong?”

“Nothing-”

“Love I have known you long enough to know that you can’t sleep when you’re upset” he told you. “Remember how you always sneaked into my dorm when you couldn’t?” he smirked.

“I just… have a lot on my mind, I guess” you said, quietly, taking a sip of your perfectly prepared tea.

“So, are you going to tell me about it or are you just going to keep avoiding me?”

“What are you talking about? I haven’t been avoiding you?”

“Really? This is the first conversation we’ve had since I got here” he told you. “Come on, love, please stop pushing me away” he said, placing his hand on yours. When he did, he noticed something under your arm. “Hey, what’s that?”

“Oh, n-nothing” you said, trying to keep your arm in place but Charlie pulled it up, revealing the ring box.

“Is that what I think it is?” he asked, quietly. You felt your heart racing.

“Charlie I uh-”

“You’re getting married?” he asked, grabbing the box and smirking. But you could see in his eyes that he was far from happy about this. “Congratulations, Mrs. Pumpkin” he mocked you. You glared at him, grabbing the box from his hand.

“You’re an asshole” you said, starting to get up but he quickly followed and pulled you back.

“No, come on, love. I’m only joking” he chuckled.

“Well, it is not funny!”

“Fine. Why are you so upset? Aren’t you marrying Mr. Perfect?”

“Why do you even care about this? Is not like you have any idea what’s going on since you have been away for the past five years!”

“That is not fair! We both made that decision!”

“Exactly! So why do you even care if I am with someone else?”

“Because you can’t marry him!��

“Oh, really?” you asked starting to breathe heavily. “And why not?”

“Look, even if I am not yours, you are still my best friend and I am allowed to care about you and say something when you’re about to make the biggest mistake of your life!”

“Excuse me?”

“I did not leave you here for you to follow you to get your fucking dream job and then throw it all away when someone asks you to be his trophy wife!”

“How dare you, Charles!? How can you claim you know me so well and then assume that’s what I’m gonna do!” you snapped.

“That’s how you’re acting! Whenever you’re around him you’re an entirely different person!”

“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing we didn’t end up together!”

“Oh, believe me, love. Best idea I ever made!” he snapped at you.

“And for the record, Bill is my best friend” you smirked evilly at him and he gasped offended.

“Take that back!”

“No” you shrugged and he started slowly walking closer to you.

“Take.It.Back.” he said with his deep voice between clenched teeth as you bumped into the counter behind you and he placed his hands on each side of you.

You were no longer able to ignore this. You felt how heavy your heart was pounding and you knew Charlie was the only one that made it beat like this.

“Make me” was the only thing that you were able to say before Charlie grabbed your face between his hands and he pulled you to his lips.

When his lips touched yours, the world seemed to melt away around you. Nothing mattered. Just you and him. His hands quickly started roaming around your body bringing you closer as he started deepening the kiss. It was like the first time he kissed you. Like the first time that he said he loved you. Like the first time that the two of you had sex. Nothing had changed. You couldn’t keep on denying it any longer. Your heart belonged to Charlie Weasley. You belonged with Charlie Weasley.

But then, you felt a pang of guilt pull at your heart. This was wrong. You were with Nicholas. Nicholas who had just asked you to marry him. Nicholas who was upstairs, waiting for you in your room. So, you pushed Charlie away.

“L-love” he said, breathing heavily.

“No!” you said, pushing yourself away from him and he finally let go. “I c-can’t do this, this isn’t right” you said, starting to feel sick to your stomach. You were a horrible person. “Fuck, what have I done?”

“Love, look at me” he tried, getting closer to you.

“No, don’t get near me!” you cried. “I can’t- I can’t think straight when you’re around me!” you said stepping closer to the entrance. “I need to leave” you muttered to yourself, running out of the kitchen and upstairs.

“Fuck” Charlie muttered to himself before he punched the counter.

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“Hi, bug” you turned around to see one of your fathers, Remus, staring at you through his window.

“Hi dad” you smiled weakly as he climbed through the window and sat down next to you.

“What are you doing out here? Hiding?”

“No” you chuckled.

“You do know this is where you hid every time you stole the chocolate chip cookies, right?”

“Right” you smiled, looking down at yourself.

“What’s going on, bug?”

“Dad… do you think I'm a bad person?”

“What? Of course not, love why would you ask me that?”

“I did a terrible thing” you said, feeling tears streaming down your face.

“Sweetheart, whatever it is, you are not a bad person and your father and I love you very much” he insisted.

“Nicholas proposed to me” you said, taking out the small box and showing him the ring.

“And… you’re not happy about that?” he asked.

“I don’t know! I wasn’t expecting it. I don’t want to get married right now” you told him. “There are still so many things I want to do and so many places I want to go and…” you cried.

“You told him no?”

“I told him I’d think about it” you explained. “And he said it was fine, but I could tell he was upset” you said. “And so I said I needed some space and I went down to the kitchen to make some tea and then I ran into Charlie and I-” you took a deep breath. “We kissed” you told him.

“You kissed Charlie Weasley?!” the two of you turned around to find Sirius standing at the window.

“DAD!” you complained.

“Sirius, how long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough” he said, climbing outside and sitting on your other side.

“Dad, please don’t make me feel worse than I already do” you begged him.

“Sweetheart, what are you doing? Are you not happy with Nicholas?”

“I don’t know!”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“Sirius” Remus warned.

“You two have been together for two years now and you seem perfect! You are lucky to have a guy like that!”

“See, that’s the thing! I don’t think I am! I thought I was and then Bill started saying how if I have to remind myself how lucky I am, it’s because I am afraid to ask myself how happy I really am! And then… I can’t believe I got Bill stuck in my head! But he was right! I started to question how happy I really am and I realized how much I have changed since I have been with Nicholas, and… this isn’t me! I haven’t felt like myself in so long! Since… since I was with Charlie! And so, that’s why I told him I would think about it and then I ran into Charlie and he started saying that I shouldn’t marry Nicholas and I got mad at him and we started arguing and then… we kissed and now I don’t know what to do!” you cried as Remus hugged you closer to him. “Why can't I stop thinking about Charlie?”

“Because you're scared of the first real adult relationship with the perfect man” Sirius told you.

“Or because you and Charlie still have a special connection and you still love him” Remus said, widening his eyes at his husband.

“Honey, she’s with Nicholas. We like Nicholas. Stop defending Charlie!”

“Charlie would die for our daughter, and you know that!”

“Can you guys not talk about me as if I’m not here-?”

“Why are you rooting for him? He broke our girl’s heart! And I will be dammed if I let him do it again!” Sirius snapped, making you look at your dad.

He looked defeated. And then it clicked, why your father never liked Charlie. He didn’t seem to mind him when you were in school. Only the ‘hurt my little girl and I’ll kill you’ way. But after Charlie left for Romania, you came back home and stayed with your fathers for weeks. And you had cried every single day.

“Dad… Charlie didn’t break my heart” you said, pulling out of Remus’ embrace. “We both decided to break up. I didn’t want to stop him from following his dreams of working with dragons. And I was going to go with him. But he wouldn’t let me because he knew I wanted to stay here to follow my dream” you explained. “He said that if we were meant to be together we would always make our way back to each other” you told him. “I know you don’t like him and I know that you saw how hurt I was… but that wasn’t Charlie’s fault” you insisted.

“You see, Sirius? Charlie did everything he could so our girl would follow her dreams and do what she wanted instead of following him all the way to Romania. I’m sure you would have hated that” he said as Sirius hugged you.

“Of course, I would have hated that! He would have torn my only daughter away from me” he said, kissing your head.

“See? So, it is actually thanks to Charlie that she didn’t leave. So maybe cut the boy some slack” Remus said.

“Fine” Sirius said begrudgingly. “I guess… he’s not that bad” he admitted as Remus hugged the both of you.

“Can we go back to my problem please?” you said, pushing both of them away. “I still have no idea what to do! I feel like a horrible person!”

“Sweetheart, you’re not a horrible person” Sirius insisted. “As much as it pains me to say it… I guess… I kind of understand why you still feel drawn to Charlie” he sighed. “And… you should always be able to feel like yourself with the person you love” he told you.

“You’re going to have to make a decision, honey” Remus told you.

“They are both great guys but so different! How did you guys do it?”

“I’m not gonna be any help here from the minute I saw your dad I was done for” Sirius smiled at Remus. “I knew that I had met the person that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and I did everything I could to make him as happy as he made me” he admitted.

“That was really sweet, dad” you smiled at Sirius before you turned to your other father. “What about you?”

“Well, first of all, I’m a sucker for guys who say things like that” Remus admitted. “And… he always helps me find the fun in life” he smiled at his husband.

“Look, sweetheart, you should just ignore everything we said and try to imagine your life with each of them and… if there’s one of the two that you just can’t live without” Sirius told you.

“Well…” you said, taking a deep breath. “With Nicholas, I guess I see a big beautiful house lined with books and interesting people coming in and out, raising kids with a brilliant man” you said with a soft smile. “And with Charlie…” you said as your parents noticed your smile getting bigger. “I see us in a cute little place that needs a ton of work” you chuckled. “And we may not have all the nicest things but… there's music and laughing and I know I can always be myself and he’ll always love me for it” you finished with a few more tears running down your cheeks. “And as much as I love Nicholas, I can see myself living without him but… I don’t think I can picture my life without Charlie” you admitted.

“Well, sweetheart, I think you just answered your question” Remus said, as he and Sirius wrapped you in a hug.

“And we support you no matter what” Sirius assured you, kissing your head. “We just want you to be happy” he said.

“I know” you smiled back at them as you stood up. “Thank you” you said, kissing each of them on the cheek. “I love you guys” you told them, moving over to the window.

Remus turned back to hug Sirius closer to him. “That was very mature of you, Pads” he said, kissing his temple.

“Please, Moony, you act as if I am still the same immature boy from school” he laughed.

“You do know that since she is choosing Charlie and she can now easily move in her job, there’s a chance this might end up with her moving to Romania, right?”

“WHAT!? I never agreed to that!”

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“Hi” you said, walking inside your room, and finding Nicholas sitting on your window nook.

“Hey” he smiled sadly at you. “I take it you couldn’t sleep either?”

“No” you admitted. “Um… I think… we need to talk” you said, grabbing the small ring box and placing it on your bed. You saw the look on Nicholas’ face and you were certain he knew what was coming was not good.

After about two hours, and the hardest conversation you had ever had since saying goodbye to Charlie, Nicholas was done packing all of his things and he walked towards the door. You had tears streaming down your face and he stopped in front of you, cupping your cheek one last time.

“I’m really sorry” you repeated. “I want you to know that I really did love you” you assured him.

“I know” he smiled like the gentleman he always was as his thumb brushed your cheek. “Just… not as much as him, right?” he said, kissing your temple. “I loved you too” he said before he opened the door and exited the room.

You followed him down the stairs where you found your fathers waiting for you. Acting as if they hadn’t just been outside your door, listening to your entire conversation.

Nicholas smiled awkwardly at them as he made his way out. “Uh, thanks for everything Mr. Lupin and Mr. Black” he told them.

“Take care, kid” Sirius told him.

"Keep in touch" Remus said, kindly before the door closed.

"I don't really see us keeping in touch" Sirius told his husband as you walked down the stairs. “How are you feeling, bug?”

“I’ve been better” you admitted, wiping away the remaining tears on your cheeks and yo sat down at the sofa. Your fathers quickly sitting next to you.

“You did the right thing, sweetheart” Remus said, kissing your head. “We’re really proud of you” he told you.

“We love you, bug” Sirius added before the three of you heard the door burst open and you saw Bill and Charlie walking in, laughing about something.

Their laughter quickly died down when they spotted you. You knew they were a bit drunk. Most likely, Charlie told Bill about what happened and Bill’s solution was to go out and drink.

“Boys” Sirius said, standing up. “Just coming in, are you?” he smirked.

“Y-you’re not gonna tell our mum, right?” Bill asked, a bit worried.

“Well-” Sirius started.

“No, we’re not” Remus said, standing up as well. Charlie’s eyes were glued to you. And your dad noticed. “Why don’t we make some coffee?” he suggested pulling his husband and the oldest Weasley with him into the kitchen. “Let these two talk” he said, ignoring the complaints from both of them.

“Hi” Charlie said, sitting down on the coffee table in front of you.

“Hi” you smiled at him as you tried to wipe some new tears away.

“Are you okay? Why are you crying?” he asked, worriedly, kneeling in front of you and placing his big hand on your cheek, making you smile sweetly at him.

“I’m okay, Charlie” you assured him.

“Love, I am really sorry for what I did” he started. “And for what I said, I had no right to talk to you that way and I had no right to kiss you, I know that I just-” he sighed.

“Charlie” you started but he kept rambling on.

“I was just scared because you are my favorite person in the entire world and not a day goes by that I don’t regret leaving you. I should have stayed here with you! I should have fought for you! Because I love you!”

“Charlie-!”

“I know I have no right to dump all of this on you right now, but I at least owe you the truth. And the truth is that I am completely, madly, and hopelessly in love with you Cassiopeia Lupin-Black” he said, making you glare at him a little. “I have been my entire life. And I know I may not be able to give you the life that Nicholas can give you but, I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone and I promise to try and make you as happy as you make me if you let me and-”

You cut him off by leaning in closer and placing your lips softly against his. Charlie was taken aback for a moment before he wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged you closer as you pulled away.

“I broke up with Nicholas” you told him.

“Y-you did?” he asked with hope waving over his heart as you nodded.

“I told him I couldn’t marry him” you explained. “A-and I love you so much, Charlie, it’s just…I just got out of a relationship. I’m a complete mess right now” you cried, smiling at him.

“I love messes. We can take this as slow as you need to, my little Horntail” he said, brushing your tears away as you chuckled. “So… that means that…”

"It's you" you said with a weary smile as Charlie wrapped his arms around your waist and you rested your head on his shoulder. "It's always been you, love" you told him, making his heart race faster when you called him that.

“Fucking finally!” Bill shouted.

The two of you turned around to see him at the entrance of the kitchen standing with Sirius and Remus before they disappeared into the room.

“We… kinda have to face them now, don’t we?” Charlie asked you, standing up and pulling you with him.

“We kinda do” you said, kissing his cheek.

“Are your dads gonna kill me?” he asked as you held his hand and started pulling him towards the kitchen.

“No” you assured him. “I promise they won’t” you smiled. You were about to enter the kitchen but Charlie pulled you to him once more, wrapping one arm around your waist and placing his hand softly on your cheek. “What?”

“I told you we will always make our way back to each other, my love” he smiled, kissing your temple. You smiled placing your head on his chest feeling completely content in his arms. This felt like home. You had never been more certain to have made the right decision. “I love you” he whispered.

“I love you too” you smiled, looking at him.

“My little Hungarian Horntail” he chuckled.

“I hate you again!”

“You love me!”

The End

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A/N: ahhh I missed writing for Charlie so much xD I hope you all liked it! let me know what you think! Spencer’s coming up next! 

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Until The End (Charlie Weasley x Fem Reader) Oneshot

Words: 2.5K Warning: Mentions of Characters' death, injury, and loss. Also On: Quotev, AO3 and Wattpad Note: Originally written around 2011/12 - Edited 2022

The Battle of Hogwarts was raging on around (Y/N). The once great castle she had called home during her teenage years resembled the ruins the outside muggle world saw it to be on a daily basis. The collapsed areas brought a tear to her eye as she remembered her mischievous antics from when she was a student attending the school, how she used her ability as a Metamorphmagi to impersonate professors and ghosts alike, often ending in detention. Even how, in her final year, she had stood by your best friends and helped them rebel against Umbridge, letting her patrons loose in several areas, scaring most who come into contact with it.

(Y/N) was a brave Gryffindor student and a member of the D.A. (Y/N) Black, the daughter of Sirius Black and his school sweetheart, although she had been raised by Remus after her mother had been killed in the First Wizarding War and her father had been sent to Azkaban for a crime he was innocent of. During the battle, she was stationed in one of the many corridors near the moving staircase; (Y/N) could see Fred and Percy nearby, much as she could hear Fred joking about something. George was also close by at the end of the corridor, although he occasionally disappeared when he had the upper hand on whichever Death Eater he fought against. (Y/N) knew others were around somewhere as well, yet unfortunately, she didn’t have time to scan the area as she had her hands full with another Death Eater. (Y/N) knew he was one of the many to escape Azkaban during the two mass breakouts, much like she knew he was a loyal follower of Voldemort. Rodolphus Lestrange.

“I haven’t heard you joke since …..” was the last thing (Y/N) heard before she was forcefully thrown off her feet towards Rodolphus, who seemed just as shocked about the sudden explosion and rubble as she was. Nonetheless, he instantly got to his feet and ran from the scene. Leaving (Y/N) lying on the floor, she expected he would come back eventually, or at least another Death Eater would see her and take their chance to eliminate another who opposed their master. Through her lack of hearing, (Y/N) could about hear someone shouting for another to wake up, yet she couldn't distinguish who it was she could hear, much like (Y/N) couldn’t see much through her blurry vision. The moment she attempted to sit up, (Y/N) felt excruciating, almost torturous pain in her right shoulder. Making attempts to blink away the blurriness so she could get a better look at what was causing such pain, but it did little to help. Soon enough, her hair had changed from its natural (H/C) to the light lavender color to symbolize being hurt or in pain.

“(Y/N),” came the familiar voice of Percy, as hands wrapped themselves around (Y/N)'s midsection as he attempted to pull her to safety. “I’m gonna get the shards from your shoulder, but it's gonna hurt,” calmly spoke the third Weasley brother, (Y/N), who had almost forgotten what he sounded like when he was caring; his cold and Ministry-loving way had almost completely overshadowed it. Just as he said, (Y/N) felt the pain ripple and rip through her shoulder, arm, and neck. She felt as if her veins were on fire as dizziness returned once more. However, her vision began to return a little bit. (Y/N) couldn’t find the will to form words, instead opting to nod in thanks. She didn’t dare look at the wound she had sustained, suspecting her arm would be mangled if the pain was anything to go by. “Look after Fred for me; I’m going after Rookwood, the one who blew out the wall,” added Percy before running off down the hall. (Y/N) watched him go, unable to ask him where the others both cared for were. The only comfort was knowing she wasn't alone; she had Fred, unaware he had been killed in the explosion.

(Y/N) must have been huddled behind the armor for what seemed like hours. The shouts of spells being cast echoed around the corridor, despite that (Y/N) was able to summon the strength needed to move and help those fighting to defend the castle. She wasn’t able to summon the words to cast the spell; all she could do was sit there with Fred, in pain and hope no Death Eater found them to finish off the job they had been so close to succeeding in. (Y/N) soon lent against Fred, almost finding his green jacket interesting as they waited, the fear taking root and grew with every fast-paced and often thunderous footsteps come down the stone corridor.

“I do not wish this. Every drop of magical blood spilled is a terrible waste. I, therefore, command my forces to retreat. In their absence, dispose of your dead with dignity. Harry Potter. I now speak directly to you. On this night you have allowed your friends to die for you, there is no greater dishonour. Join me in the Forbidden Forest and confront your fate. If you do not do this, I shall kill every last man, woman, and child who tries to conceal you from me.” The words echoed around the ruined castle and the grounds, yet this time, there would be no girls screaming out in terror. Instead, there was only silence for what felt like hours. (Y/N) didn’t hear a soul speak a word or even footsteps to indicate someone else was around. Soon enough, the peacefulness was interrupted by familiar voices. One brought happiness to (Y/N) even.

“Percy said they were hidden behind a suit of armor,” uttered Charlie, his voice filled with concern about what he might find. From Percy’s warning, he knew Fred was already gone, and his love was seriously, perhaps even fatally injured; he hoped he was in time to save her even when he knew the pain it would cause if he weren’t. “(Y/N),” spoke the red-haired dragon tamer she'd called your own for so many years. He had spotted her boots and quickly began to struggle to move the armor. Thankfully, Oliver Wood lent a helping hand. The pair of them and Neville stood there for a few seconds before Charlie regained his senses and leaned down to (Y/N), examining the injury to her shoulder and observing the blood pooling around her, his heart already broken to see his younger brother deathly still, cold and with the last smile from his unfinished joke still etched upon his lips. He couldn’t lose you, too; his already broken heart would be shattered beyond repair if (Y/N) left him, much like George would truly be lost if she were to die.

“It's cold,” (Y/N) uttered, looking up to the second son of Molly and Arthur, no longer having feeling in her likely mangled right arm or anywhere around her shoulder; all of it had gone numb at some time ago, although she couldn’t say when. Charlie soon leaned (Y/N) against the wall, blocking her view of Neville and Oliver as they took Fred’s body away, ever more so upon realizing she was none the wise of his fate. Instead, the dragon tamer took his jacket off, gently placing it around her, watching as she snuggled into the warmth it offered. Appearing completely oblivious as to where she was or the concern etched on his features. “Ow!” (Y/N) yelled when Charlie attempted to pull her to her feet; having assessed her injuries, he knew it was far worse than Percy had originally thought.

“Come on (Y/N). Let's get you to the great hall. See if one of the healers can spare a few minutes,” softly spoke Charlie as if he hoped the words to escape his lips would soothe both his growing concerns and looming fears. His memory soon took him for a trip through past events, how the pair had eloped shortly after going into hiding, the dance they shared at Bill and Fleur’s wedding where he had asked you to marry him, even the Quidditch World Cup a few years prior where he had first professed his love for (Y/N) and the Yule Ball that Christmas serving as a lot of firsts, including first dance and kiss. The whimpers of pain to escape (Y/N) brought him more concern, much like he was beginning to hate the rule that no apparition could happen on school grounds. “The others would be happy to see you. George needs you,” whispered the taller redhead as he attempted to get (Y/N) to the Great Hall with as little pain as possible, eventually opting to carry her there to prevent further pain.

Upon walking through the golden doors, Charlie placed (Y/N) back on her own two feet, quickly noticing her lack of balance and how pale she'd gone in the minutes it had taken to get to the hall. Just by looking, anyone could tell (Y/N) had been through hell and back. Her ever-changing hair stuck to your face, as had the dust and dirt from the explosion, and a few scratches scattered her beautiful features, most notably beneath her left eye. Her focus, however, was on those who had been killed during the battle so far, seeing Collin Creevy and Lavender Brown amongst the dead, yet nothing hurt more than seeing Tonks and Remus next to each other, holding hands as they lay motionless on stretchers. Soon enough, her attention was drawn to the rest of the Weasley Clan, Bill, and Fleur looking down in sorrow; Arthur stood nearby with Percy, who at least looked relieved to see you and Charlie. Ginny stood behind Molly, who was leaning on the floor, stroking the hair of one of her twin sons, your heart sinking upon seeing George in tears at the feet of his twin. However, his attention was soon diverted to (Y/N) when Percy pointed in the general direction. Ron was nowhere to be seen, which only caused worry about his whereabouts and well-being.

“I was with him,” whispered (Y/N); Charlie could only look down, knowing she had been unaware she'd essentially been protecting Fred’s body the entire time they were hidden behind the suit of armor. “When did this happen?” she asked as her heart began to break as she tried so hard rack her memory for the answer. George slowly made his way over while Charlie went to get a healer, hoping for the best as he did so. “I was with Fred; when did this happen?” (Y/N) questioned, her hair going light blue to suggest she was upset, hints of the lavender still in there from the pain constantly tormenting her. George could see the obvious confusion, thankful Percy had told him, yet it still broke his heart further to see some he loved in such a way,.

“The wall explosion,” whispered George in response, not daring to speak any louder, knowing if he did, the pain would only grow and strengthen. “He was killed instantly by the rumble,” added the younger of the Weasley twins, watching as it dawned on (Y/N) she had been stowed away with the body of one of her closest friends, his protector against any further harm. “Percy didn’t want to tell you after he saw the injury you had sustained,” finished George as he caught (Y/N) when her knees gave out, the tears staining her dusty cheeks. George was well aware there was little anyone could do to help outside of being there. Just seconds later, Charlie reappeared, sadness in his eyes as he looked upon the one he called wife, knowing there was so much left to do together. There was so much he still wanted to do with her. He still had all the I love you's left to spend on her and his dragons. George quickly realized what the sadness meant and could only look to (Y/N) with a new sense of brokenness, especially when Charlie shook his head to confirm his suspicions. 

“All we can do is make her comfortable,” whispered the elder Weasley as he once again picked (Y/N) up, holding her bridal style. Despite everything, hearing her sweet echoing giggle somehow gave him and George the false hope they needed to believe she would be okay, that she would survive. The same innocent laugh they knew would haunt them for the rest of their lives. The dragon tamer soon sat on the benches to the side of the hall near his family; (Y/N) was resting in his lap with her head against his muscular chest, his arms wrapped around her with one of her hands securely in his, George hugged Ron when he entered the hall. Not daring to speak about what the pain he knew was to come. Bill soon left Fleur’s side to join the pair of you. You were his family, too, the reason his younger brother broke his own vow of never marrying, the reason he spoke of something else other than his dragons.

“When this is over, can we all be a happy family again?” (Y/N) asked with a dazed look in her glazed eyes, not even noticing Hermione appear with concern. All either brother could do was shake their heads to give her the silent answer to her equally wordless question. “The laughter, mischief, love. The never-ending pranks. No war or threat to everything we know and love,” whispered (Y/N). Charlie could only press a soft kiss to the top of her head, his only wish that she would stay with him, yet he knew it wasn’t to be. So, he pulled out his wand, knowing what he was going to do was likely to be his last show of love and affection for his beloved wife.

“Expecto Patronum,” chanted Charlie as he swished his wand, showing his Patronus had changed to match her own. There were tears in his eyes as he saw her smile upon seeing the silvery dragon fly above before disappearing. “It will always be for you (Y/N) until the end,” added the heartbroken Weasley, confessing he wouldn’t love another as he had allowed himself to love her. There wouldn’t be anyone who could ever replace her as his love or soul mate. “Goodbye (Y/N), I know your love will guide us,” cried Charlie as he watched her tangled hair turn from the blue, it had been back to its natural black color for the last time; her body had already limp in his arms. All he could do was refuse to let her go, just holding her in a tight grip, knowing there was nothing he could do to bring his (Y/N) back. “I’ll see you again,” whimpered Charlie as Bill placed a comforting arm around his shoulder, tears of his own staining his cheeks. The toll of the war had come at a heavy price for the Weasley clan; all they could do was hope (Y/N) and Fred’s deaths weren’t in vain, just as he hoped none of those who defended the castle died for nothing.

With Voldermort’s death came the end of the war. The Weasleys huddle together, yet Charlie soon looked around him when he could have sworn he heard your soft voice. “I love you, Charlie, forever.”

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#wizarding world #x reader #reader insert #charlie weasley #fred weasley #charlie weasley x reader #fem reader #george weasley #battle of hogwards #wizarding world onshot #harry potter oneshot #weasley clan #yeah sorry about that

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ONESHOT ALERT

Fandom: Harry Potter

Ship: Charlie Weasley x OC (Fem)

Self bondage gone wrong gone right...

It was the tenth of December and Beatrice was excited. Lately, she had been experimenting with self-bondage.

At first she kept it simple, with a few ropes or belts around her legs, keeping them together. She could easily get out but she still enjoyed it. Next it turned into crotch ropes. Those became her favorites. Finally she attempted chest harnesses. She enjoyed the feeling of rope digging into her skin. If she was feeling good, she'd add a vibrator into the mix.

She avoided her arms, paranoid that something would go wrong. She made sure to keep those free at all times. Until one Friday night when she felt brave. Charlie would be gone for a few hours at a work celebration dinner. This was the perfect opportunity.

It was cold tonight, the grass covered in an inch of snow. So she lit up the fireplace before starting with her project. She sat down on her favorite blue chair, with rope, an armbinder, a blanket, nippleclamps and her two toys. She had her wand for just in case.

She stripped, carefully taking off each piece of clothing, before sitting back down with her toys and some lube. She coated a big dildo in lube, before teasing the rim of her asshole with it. She gasped at the cold medium.

She slowly pushed it inside, a moan escaping her as it pressed up against her. It wouldn't go all the way in, but she had a way to fix that. This was one of her larger toys and she could feel as it stretched her open.

Then she took her egg vibrator, coating it in lube before gently pushing it into her tight hole. She pressed it up right against her sweet spot. She shivered at the cold lube. She stood up quickly, clenching down on the dildo to keep it in place.

She grabbed a rope from the small table. She threaded it through in between her legs before doubling back to secure it tightly to her waist. The rope pressed up into her, forcing both toys up even further. She could barely walk.

She flopped back down into her chair, moaning as the dildo was forced up into her. She grabbed some rope. Starting at her ankles, she started tying her legs together. Her ankles were followed by her calves, knees and thighs, before she tied it to the rope. She snorted as she added a rubber band around her big toes. She started on her chest harness, the red rope framing her breasts beautifully, while still wrapping tightly around her.

She had some rope left, so she started decorating herself in the pretty red rope. A rope went just underneath her ass, lifting it up nicely. Another wrapped around her neck, just tight enough to grab her attention. And after adding a thick rope belt to her waist she was satisfied.

She attached the clamps, letting them pinch her sensitive nipples. She took a sharp breath. She grabbed the vibrator's remote before putting it on a low but very noticeable setting. It buzzed away as she carefully slipped her arms into the tight leather armbinder, securing them behind her.

She concentrated, using magic to wrap the blanket snuggly around her, tucking it into the rings of rope around her neck, covering every last bit of her bondage. She smiled at her work, before relaxing completely, enjoying the bondage around her. She looked up at the clock, it was 19:15. Eh, she'd enjoy it until ten.

There she sat for the next few hours, with nipple clamps digging into her skin, a dildo stretching her out and a vibrator buzzing away, all while she was unable to move a muscle. It drove her crazy. Her holes were becoming extremely sensitive, giving the vibrator so much more power over her. It edged her on, teasing her for hours. She could imagine her red swollen hole.

She was panting, listening to her own pathetic sounds as the vibrator edged her. Her legs were trembling as she grew wetter and wetter.

Eventually the clock hit ten and she decided it was time to end her little paradise. But after trying a few times, it dawned on her. She couldn't concentrate long enough to summon her wand and she couldn't move an inch. The table was right there, but she couldn't do anything. Her only hope was to wait for Charlie.

She trusted Charlie and he would probably think it's hot, but this was not how she pictured him finding out about her new hobby.

Suddenly she knew what true helplessness felt like. And she adored every second of it. Knowing that she cannot escape drove her mad and suddenly her situation was so much more erotic.

A few hours past, a few hours of moaning and whimpering at the constant vibrations. She was trapped and she loved it.

Beatrice was too out of it to hear the lock click and the door swing open. And she didn't see Charlie as he walked through the threshold, he had heard her.

He walked into the living room to find his roommate and FWB in complete ecstacy on her chair. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her jaw slack and her tongue hanging out of her mouth. He grinned. He was right. He had suspected this for a while now. After finding some rope, leather and a gag, he connected the dots, but he decided to wait until she was ready to tell him. He had tried to catch her in the act multiple times before, but she had been to quick in the past.

He flicked his wand and the blanket vanished, exposing her tied body to him. He walked towards her before crouching down beside the chair. His hand moved down towards her legs, his hand caressed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

"You look gorgeous like this, darling. What did I do to deserve you?"

He kissed her, letting Beatrice moan into his mouth. He pulled away before taking off his jacket and going upstairs, leaving her in her predicament. He got a gag and a blindfold from the small drawer in her wardrobe, before going back downstairs.

He slipped the blindfold over her eyes before securing the ball gag behind her teeth. She was trembling as the pleasure coursed through her. He grabbed the remote before turning it off. She whined through the gag, begging for more.

"You sound pathetic."

The amusement was clear in his voice. He turned the vibrator back on, picking a higher level. Her pussy was red and swollen, clearly overworked. She came in only a few seconds, groaning loudly as she did. He switched it off after her high and got to work.

He removed the nipple clamps first. Next he untied the rope around her neck and torso, freeing her arms from the armbinder briefly, before using rope to secure her arms in a boxtie. Then he took off the crotch rope, followed shortly by the vibrator and the dildo. He kept her legs bound and her arms in the boxtie while he removed the rest.

Beatrice was beyond confused, thankful but confused. They had never used serious bondage before, usually only using a pair of wrist cuffs, so why on Earth was he so calm about this? And why did he keep her arms and legs bound?

She felt as he picked her up, but it was impossible to know where he was going until she was gentle put down in warm water, she was in the bath tub. He crouched beside her and grabbed the shampoo bottle, putting a big blob on her head and gently massaging it into her hair.

"Cheatah..."

She mumbled through the gag. Charlie only laughed at her. He had tricked her into letting him take care of her. He loved taking care of her in any way he could. He loved washing and brushing her hair, helping her put on lotion and sunscreen, working out the knots in her stiff back after a long day, cleaning her always-dirty reading glasses and literally anything else he could do for her.

While Beatrice enjoyed the attention, she never thought herself worthy of all his pampering. She always tried to stop him, up to the point where he had to get creative. It had turned into a game for him, a game he usually won. And today was no different.

He washed her hair and scrubbed her down with a sponge, ignoring her protests. He wrapped her in a warm towel before taking her to their bedroom. He braided her wet hair and removed the rest of the ropes leaving only the gag and the blindfold. She didn't bother trying to take them off as he'd just tie up her arms again.

He turned off the light before bringing her down onto the bed and laying her down beside him. He finally took off the blindfold and then the gag.

"You can come at me all you like, but we both know I'm not going to stop."

Beatrice kissed him on the cheek.

"I know."

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0.3 Sorting Hat

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September 1, 1989

The door opens after being knocked three times and Professor McGonagall, who had helped me, was waiting there, her face emotionless.

— Here are the first years, Professor McGonagall — said the tall man.

Hagrid, why do they all have such peculiar and strange names?

— Thank you very much, Hagrid. I'll take them from here — said Professor McGonagall as she opened the door wide.

I was surprised to see how large the entrance hall was. Torches adorned the high stone walls, so high that the ceiling could not be seen.

We followed Professor McGonagall to a small room outside the foyer after following a path marked on the stone floor. We gathered there, there were so many of us that we were closer than usual.

— Welcome to Hogwarts everyone, I see some familiar faces. — Professor McGonagall said as she turned her gaze to me. — Before you take your places in the Great Dining Hall, you must be selected for your houses. Selection is quite an important ceremony because, while you are here, your houses will be like your family at Hogwarts. You will take class with the rest of the house, sleep in your house dormitories and spend your free time in the house common room.

Will it be an exam? I don't know anything about magic, how will I be able to answer it to be chosen for a house? Nervousness entered my body causing me to play with my fingers.

» The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced notable witches and wizards. While at Hogwarts, their triumphs will earn their houses points, while any infraction of the rules will cause them to lose them. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will be awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope you will all be a credit to your house.

— I hope to get into Gryffindor.

— Me too.

I heard whispers behind me with some excitement. Was each house different?

» The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes, in front of the rest of the school. I suggest that, while you wait, you dress up as best you can.

In front of everyone?! I'll be embarrassed in front of everyone, how nice, only to me these things happen. I don't know about magic, I don't know how to do that exam and on top of that in front of everyone?

Professor McGonagall looked around the room, many lowered their heads as they felt intimidated.

— I'll be back when we have everything ready for the ceremony. — said Professor McGonagall. — And please wait quietly.

With that she left the room with her head held high and many whispers followed. My heart was pounding as if I had run a full marathon. I was confused even with this whole magic situation. I looked around me and many were trembling in terror. I could make out from a distance two voices, who were making jokes to reassure many around them. Those twins are very friendly, in the little time I've known them I've found them to be nice guys. My hands were red for sure as I was playing with them because of my nerves, I had never felt as nervous as I did now. I just wanted this to pass as quickly as possible, otherwise I would be left without hands.

— Let's go - said a voice. — The Selection Ceremony is about to begin.

I was so far inside my head that I hadn't heard that Professor McGonagall had come back for us.

— Form a line and follow me to the Great Dining Hall.

I waited until they were forming a line so I could join in later, standing behind a girl with purple hair. We left the room at a moderate pace going back across the hall, in front of us were some big double doors, when we opened them we saw a big room, I guessed it was the Great Dining Room, there were a lot of students and some long tables where they were seated. The place was filled with thousands of candles, I didn't know how to feel when I saw that they were floating in the air over the four tables that were there. On top of those tables there were golden plates, cutlery and glasses, something that surprised me a lot. At the end of the place there was a dais, where there was another big table, perhaps for the teachers.

We kept walking until Professor McGonagall stopped us and made us line up in front of the other students. Silver-colored figures came out of the walls, but were they transparent?

— Are those ghosts? — said a girl behind me, her voice was full of fear.

One of them rose towards the ceiling and I curiously followed him with my eyes, the ceiling looked beautiful, it looked as if the sky itself was here inside the dining room. I lowered my gaze when I heard a stool being placed on the floor, it was Professor McGonagall who had placed it in front of us. On top of that stool she had placed a hat? why should a hat be on a stool? It was a very dirty hat, a bit worn if you could say so. Is that where the exams will come from? I don't even know what to think about anymore, if it was the wands, the ghosts, the ceiling, the flying candles or the wall that moved by itself to open the way to Diagon Alley.

The silence felt uncomfortable, I had never been in a place as quiet as this, not even in my old room, you could always hear the birds singing or my grandmother Isabella screaming for something she hadn't done. My eyes widened as I watched that hat begin to move, but they widened even more when a tear near the brim had opened and that hat began to sing.

Oh, you may think I'm not pretty, but don't judge by what you see. I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me. You can have black bowler hats, tall, fancy hats. But I'm the Sorting Hat of Hogwarts and I can outsmart them all. There's nothing hidden in your head that the Sorting Hat can't see. So try me and I'll tell you where you belong. You can belong in Gryffindor, where the brave dwell. Your boldness, mettle and chivalry Set those of Gryffindor apart. You can belong to Hufflepuff where they are fair and loyal. Those persevering Hufflepuffs Truly fear no drudgery. Or perhaps to the ancient wisdom of Ravenclaw, If you have a willing mind, For those of intelligence and erudition Will always find their fellows there. Or perhaps in Slytherin You'll make your true friends. Those cunning people will use any means to achieve their ends. So try me! Don't be afraid! And you won't get a slap! You're in good hands (even if I'm not). Because I am the Thinking Hat.

Ah, no wonder they were talking about which house to stay in, they each have their strengths, but how will they choose us? will they read our minds? by personality? If so I think I would be in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. I'm not brave enough to be in Gryffindor nor cunning enough for Slytherin.

Applause broke out once the hat had finished its song. This one bowed as if he was looking at each of us in the dining hall before standing still again. This was better than an exam, but was it necessary to do it in front of everyone?

Professor McGonagall with a large roll of parchment looked at us.

— When I call your names, you are to put on your hats and sit on the stool for selection. — Aniston, Clark.

A girl with blonde hair in a ponytail came out of the line and walked over to the hat, put it on, covered her eyes, and sat down on the stool.

— RAVENCLAW! — shouted the hat causing me to startle.

The second table to the left applauded with such excitement as Clark went to his table so he could sit with the others from his house.

— Bramson, Dylan!

— HUFFLEPUFF! — shouted the hat this time, causing the table to the right to burst into applause this time, waiting to shake Dylan's hand.

— Brown, Lydia

— HUFFLEPUFF! – the table again erupted in applause, waiting for the new student.

Clinton, Aaron and Cook, Adrian were also chosen for Hufflepuff, the other tables were quiet while the Hufflepuff table was still clapping.

— Derricks, Evan!

— SLYTHERIN! — this time one of the back tables started clapping enthusiastically, he had been the first student named to their table.

— I wouldn't want to be in Slytherin, they're all bad people, they think they're better than everyone else.

I heard someone behind me say, making me turn around, it was a freckled boy with honey-colored eyes.

— Why do you say that? — I asked.

— Haven't you heard about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? — said the boy as he furrowed his eyebrows. I shook my head.

— Wow, you must have lived under a rock, don't you know what happened to the Potter family?

Potter family? What family are you talking about?

— Uh... no? I've never heard of them.

— I can't tell you right now, but maybe I'll see you another day and I'll tell you the story.

I couldn't believe it, would he really leave me in doubt? As I was talking and in my mind I hadn't realized that I had been skipped, I should have been at my table a while ago since I had my last name with a B. There were only a few of us left, I could see the twins, the boy with the honey-colored eyes and three more, we had already arrived at the S.

— Simpson, Erick!

— GRIFFINDOR!

Two more students and we had reached the W.

— Weasley, George!

— GRYFFINDOR!

— Weasley, Fred!

— GRYFFINDOR! — The students in your house must be getting sore from clapping their hands. Both brothers were in the same house and, as far as I could see, so were the rest of their siblings because I could only see two more pairs of red heads like theirs. You could tell it was in the blood.

There were two of us left, the boy with the honey eyes and me. I didn't know where to hide from the embarrassment of not being called to the hat, had something happened, shouldn't I be here?

— Williams, Zac!

The boy walks up to where the hat was, puts it on and then sits down, it didn't last a second on his head and he had already shouted:

— SLYTHERIN!

Zac, I didn't know if it was because of the lights floating above us, but he looked pale, he was in the house he hadn't wanted to be in. He, ruefully went to the house table as they patted his back.

All around me there were whispers, perhaps they were talking about me being the only one in the center of the dining room without being chosen. Professor McGonagall, despite her serious face, gave me a nod of her head, implying that she wanted me to go up to the hat.

— Barnes, Amelea! - she said.

I went up to the hat with my head down, put it on my head and sat on the stool waiting for her answer.

— Mm - said a voice close to my ear. — You're a pretty hard case. Someone full of hopes, with big dreams, the desire for a good family. There is enough talent inside you, a great future ahead of you is foreseen. You can be in Gryffindor with your great courage. — the voice kept telling me. — But you can also be in Slytherin, there they can help you to the path of greatness, you are very intelligent. — I was still silent, I didn't know what to think. — I think you'll do better in SLYTHERIN!

I heard the hat shout and the Slytherin table started clapping again. I took off my hat and covered my eyes as I felt a lot of clarity in them. Feeling everyone's eyes on me, I made my way to my table, sitting next to Zac, who gave me a nervous smile.

Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment and took the Sorting Hat.

It felt weird, like everyone was judging you being in the most hated house of all.

A silver-haired gentleman with a long beard stood up. He was the one I had seen before... Yes! On the trip to the castle on the chocolate frog card. What was his name, Dumbledore?

He was looking at us with a beaming expression, arms wide open, as if nothing could please him more than to see them there.

— Welcome! — he said. — Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I want to say a few words. And here you are, you muppets, you crybabies, you trinkets, you pinchers... Thank you very much!

He sat back down as we all applauded, what the heck did he say?

— Did you get it? — Zac asked.

— Not at all. — I answered as I raised my shoulders.

The empty plates in front of us were filling up with food. It was so much food, more than I had ever seen and much healthier than what I ate at Grandma Isabella's house. I started to fill my plate with a little bit of everything except peas, I never liked them and started to eat, everything was so delicious.

— You know, it's strange that you don't know about the Potter family, they have been very famous for their history and the betrayal of their best friend, besides the son, who was saved, they call him The Boy Who Survived. — said Zac with a mouth full of food.

— I've never heard of them before, it's my first time, besides, I don't know anything about magic or why I'm really here, I'm just an ordinary person. — I answered while taking more bacon.

— Are you a muggle?

— It sounds weird when they say it like that, but yes, I don't have a drop of magic in me.

— There must be something, because if there wasn't, you wouldn't be here.

I didn't give it much importance, I just kept eating my dinner, but it was true, if I didn't have a drop of magic, why was I here?

After a while of eating the dessert, Dumbledore stood up again and the dessert that had been on the table was gone.

— Ahem... Just a few more words, now that we have all eaten and drunk. I have a few announcements to make to you for the beginning of the year.

» First years should note that the woods in the castle area are off limits to all students.

— I also remind you that you are not to do magic at recess or in the corridors, so we can prevent any accidents.

» And finally quidditch tryouts will take place in the second week of term. Those interested in playing for their house teams should contact Mrs. Hooch.

I had heard that name before...quidditch...I think I saw it when we were walking down Diagon Alley in a store...yes...it was brooms, reportedly flying.

— And now, before we go to bed, let's sing the school song! — exclaimed Dumbledore and then waved his wand, a long golden strip appeared, rose between the tables, waved like a snake and transformed into letters... I hope Slytherin has nothing to do with snakes, I'm afraid of them.

— Everyone can choose their favorite tune! — Dumbledore said cheerfully as behind him the teachers could be seen forcing their smiles, they must be loving this moment.

And this is when the whole school screamed:

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, teach us something, please. Even if we are old and bald or young with dirty knees, our minds can be filled With some interesting subjects. For now they are empty and full of air, dead fleas and a bit of fluff. So teach us things worth knowing, make us remember what we forget, do the best you can, we'll do the rest, and we'll learn until our brains burn out.

Many finished at different times, voices could still be heard singing and when I turned my gaze to where it came from, it was the Weasley twins who were still singing, they were chaotic. Dumbledore clapped enthusiastically as he heard them finish.

— Ah, the music! A magic beyond anything we do here! And now, it's time for bed.

We Slytherin first-graders chased the prefect who led us through the crowded corridors. We descended to the top floor by one of the many marble staircases. From what I had heard in the short time we had been walking was that they changed position over time. The cold was in the air, we were in the castle dungeons. The prefect wasn't telling us that we were currently under the Black Lake, the same lake we had crossed to get to the castle. The corridor was dark, but we could still see through the torches on the walls.

— This is scary... — said Zac walking beside me.

We came to a wall, it looked a little damp, it could be distinguished from the other stone walls.

— In order to enter the common room you must say a password out loud to the wall so that it can open the door for you. The password is Green Snake, don't forget it, if you don't remember the password you won't be able to enter and you will have to wait for someone to help you, please, don't be stupid. — said the prefect to whom he did not know his name.

— Green Snake — he said and the wall began to move until a stone door opened leaving a hole for us to pass through. Everyone wanted to go through at the same time, but I was smart to stay behind with Zac so that I could go through the hole without any effort. The common room was kind of weird and cold, the place was kind of rectangular, there were some black armchairs, they looked kind of uncomfortable.

The prefect led the boys to one of the doors that led directly to the rooms and then directed us girls to our rooms. As far as I could see, the room had five beds, each with poles where they had green curtains, I think they were so that no one could see you when you slept. Our things were already there. I was too tired to see the place, I went to the bathroom to change after the other four girls did and got into bed.

None of those girls had spoken, I don't know if it was because they were antisocial, shy or if they didn't want to talk to anyone. I didn't think anything of it and closed my eyes. I was very full, I had eaten too much bacon in the dining room. Not five minutes had passed and I was already in a deep sleep.

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Ron Weasley - puppy love

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You met Ron in your first year of school. You didn’t really hang out with each other, but you knew of each other. This all changed in fourth year. You spend more time together and he even asked you to the Yule ball. That is also where the two of you first kissed and made it official. Now, you have been together for six years and had moved in together just last year. And just a couple weeks ago, Ron had started working at Weasleys wizard wheezes with George instead of being an auror. You supported him through it all. 

But now, as you were seated on your sofa, in one hand the daily prophet, in the other a warm cup of tea, you found you missed something. Sure you went to work as a journalist for the daily prophet, you had enough work to do that you couldn’t possibly have time for something else.

But you missed the present of something, a child? You and Ron weren’t ready for that. You sighed and looked out the window. You saw a couple walking their dog and it made you think. Was that what you wanted? A dog? Thinking about it gave you butterflies. Either way you were going to ask Ron to go look at dogs at the shelter once he got home from work. 

It felt like forever until Ron finally came home. 

“Hey, love.” He said, pecking you on the lips. 

“Hi.” You were nervous, what would Ron think? You walked to the kitchen and grabbed a beer out the fridge and handed it over to Ron. 

“What’s up?”

“Nothing.” You squeaked. He raised an eyebrow at you. 

“Okay, okay. I might want to go look at dogs in the shelter, but I don’t know how you feel about that.” You said so fast Ron could barely hear it. 

“Are we ready for that?” 

“Maybe, I don’t know.” You started. “Why not?” 

“I guess we could take a look and see what we think.” Those butterflies from earlier came back again, you were so excited. 

“We'll go tomorrow. Check it out.” You jumped up and kissed him soundly. 

The following morning you woke up extra early. You made coffee and breakfast for the both of you, but then realized that Ron hadn't woken up yet. Walking back into your bedroom, you slithered into the bed next to Ron. 

“Baby, it’s time to get up. I made breakfast and coffee.”  Ron stirred in his sleep, but other than that made no movement to get up.

“Baby, please. I want to go look at doggies.” Ron moaned, but other than that nothing. 

“Ron Weasley, get your ass up out of bed, now!” You bellowed. Ron shot straight up out of bed.

“What the…” He grumbled. 

“Sorry, babe. Had to get you up one way or another.” 

“Why again?”

“Doggies, remember.” 

“Right, right. I’m getting up.” He assured, fighting you off as you threw pillows at him. 

“Thanks for breakfast, love.” Ron said, driving the car to the shelter. You chose muggle transportation over wizard. Over the years he had become a great driver. And the two of you lived in a muggle town so you did as much as you could to not get found out. It took about half an hour to the shelter and for you the trip couldn’t go fast enough. You started moving in your chair and clapping. You were so excited when you could see the shelter. 

Once you finally arrived you held Ron’s hand tightly, that's how nervous yet excited you were. 

“Calm down, love. We’re just going to take a look, that’s all.” 

“I know, I know. But what if we find the perfect dog?”

“We’re just taking a look.” Ron tried insisting. You rolled your eyes, sure you were just taking a look. 

As soon as you entered the shelter you walked towards the desk and asked if you could have a look at the dogs that still needed a home. 

“Sure thing.” The lady at the desk said. “Follow me, I’ll show you the room and then you can take a look in peace. If you do find an animal that you like, just let us know at the front desk.”

“Okay, thank you.” You almost ushered her out the room, just so you could go and have a look. 

As soon as you looked around the room you felt sick to your stomach, these dogs weren’t taking good care off. There was a poodle who looked very scared, and a chiwawa who growled and barked at you. A german shepherd who had a litter of puppies around her. A sweet young french bulldog. And lastly a way to thin dachshund, he walked over towards the cage door and you put your fingers against the cage and the dog sniffed you. Then you wormed a finger through the cage and you pat him as best you could. 

“Oh no. I see where this is going.” Ron observed. 

“Well. look at him. He is way too thin. He’s not being treated right.” You started. “None of them are.” 

“So what? You wanna take all of them with us? ‘Cause that’s not going to happen.” 

“I know.” You stood up and faced Ron. “But can we get this one? Look how cute he is.” Ron took a deep breath, bowed down and played a little with the dog, as much as he could anyway. 

“He is cute.” Ron stated, standing back upright. 

“so?” You asked. 

“So… We go get him.” The excitement ran through your body, you had the biggest smile on your face. You were going to have a dog around. 

You walked back to the front desk and rang the bell, waiting for someone to come help you. It took a couple minutes for the lady to come back. 

“Hi, we would like to adopt the little dachshund you’ve got back there.”

“Big eyes and a quirky personality. He’s cute.” The lady said. “It’s going to cost you 120 pounds.” Ron grabbed his wallet and paid in full. “I’ll go grab the lucky dog for you. Have you thought about names?”

“No, but I’m sure we can think of something.” The lady nodded and disappeared to the back of the shelter. 

“Here you go.” The lady had him on a leash and gave it to you. 

“Hi baby.” You said as you crouched down to pat him. “Ah aren’t you a sweetheart.” 

“You’re a handsome dachshund,” Ron said. “Now, for a name.” He looked to you. 

“I was thinking Benji.” 

“Benji, he.” He bowed down to the dog. “Are you a Benji?” He patted the dog who at this point had lain down on his back to get the ultimate pats. 

“I think he agrees.” Ron said, smiling up at you. You squealed out of happiness. 

“Well, there you go, you two, thanks for adopt don’t shop. You’re all good to go.” You gathered up the papers at the desk and then the three of you left. 

You sat in the passenger seat and had little Benji on your lap. You had to go to petsmart to get all the supplies. Luckily it wasn’t a long drive. You picked a cart, put Benji in the cart and walked into the store. The basics, like a bed, food and boils for water and food. But then the fun things began, toys and chews. Benji went crazy over the amount of toys there were. He got to pick out four toys and a chew toy. 

Once you paid for the stuff you walked back outside and gave Benji some time to pee and poo. You cleaned everything up and went back to the car, where he yet again made a comfy bed on your chest. 

After a drive of about thirty minutes you guys were back home. You let Benji room the rooms as you and Ron grabbed all the stuff you bought. 

Later when it had gotten dark out, the two of you sat on the couch, Ron’s arm around you and you snuggled into his arms. You watched as Benji explored all the rooms and played with all the toys and chewed on a bit of chew toy. And finally you felt at home, you felt that everything fit into place as you looked at your boyfriend and dog. Now you were home.

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I’ll Do What It Takes|Charlie Weasley

Pairings: Charlie Weasley x fem!reader

Summary: it’s time for the quidditch World Cup so you and your boyfriend decide to go with his family.

Warnings: swearing, blood, fighting, use of pet names, teeth-rotting fluff

A/N: this oneshot follows the book events in Goblet of Fire at what happens at the World Cup.

The Quidditch World Cup. Your boyfriend invited you to go with his family. And of course you said yes. You had met his family a couple of times usually spending your holidays with them when you weren’t treating wounds.

Working in the medical ward is how you met Charlie. You were a year younger than him in Hogwarts, maybe that’s why you never talked to each other.

Though you quickly became friends and then one drunken kiss lead to where you are now. Two years of solid dating and hopefully forever left to go.

Currently you were packing your trunks to leave for the Burrow when Charlie got done taking care of the new baby dragons. Even though you heard the door close you kept folding clothes.

Two arms snaked around your waist and kissed the top of your head, “Hey, love.” Charlie greeted.

You grinned turning your head towards him planting a kiss on his lips. “Hey, darling.”

Charlie planted kisses on your cheek and started down. You tilted your head to the side, giving him more access as he trailed kisses down your neck. You giggled shaking your head

“Baby, I need to finish folding these clothes or were never going to get ready to leave.”

He huffed, halting his loving kisses and just nuzzled his face in the crook your neck as you continued to fold.

Once you were done and had shut the trunks you spun around in his arms wrapping your arms around his neck. “How are the babies?”

“Doing great, love. John’s taking over for me while we’re visiting this week.” You nodded.

“We’re taking a portkey right? I don’t want to apparate that far. I get a bit uneasy just thinking about it.” Charlie nodded.

“It’s an old bucket hat, out there.”

So you and Charlie trekked up the hill to the portkey.

You landed in the field outside of the Burrow and once you and Charlie stepped in you were attacked with kisses and hugs from everyone.

Molly Weasley pounced on you first, “Y/N, dear, it’s so good to have you!”

“Hi!” You smiled brightly accepting the hugs from Molly, Arthur, Bill, Ginny, Ron, even Hermione Granger.

When you saw the twins you gave them fist bumps, you kept your voice low, “How’s the joke shop coming along?”

“Mum was mad that we didn’t get as many O.W.L.S as she thought we would. Said we were wasting our brains on jokes.” George explained.

You have a sympathetic smile, “Just so you know, I think it’s so cool you can use your brains like that. Charlie and I will be the first ones in line, promise.” Fred and George’s smiles lit up beaming at you. Fred jutted his thumb towards you.

“Keep her, Charlie, or I’ll kidnap her.” You shook your head, grinning as Charlie came up wrapping an arm around your shoulders and placing a quick kiss to your temple.

“She’s stuck with me forever, sorry boys.” You rolled your eyes with a chuckle.

Later that Sunday evening, Arthur, Fred, George, and Ron left to go pick up Harry from the Dursleys.

You were sitting next to Charlie as he was talking to Bill and you. Charlie had his hand on your knee as he talked to his brother.

When everyone got back Arthur was scolding Fred about the ton-tongue toffee he gave to Dudley Dursley. When Molly got involved into the match; you watched the Golden trio and Ginny run upstairs.

When you were setting up dinner, Charlie and Bill had the task of setting up the tables for dinner. Charlie was fighting with his table in the air with Bill’s.

“Charlie, get him!” You cheered, and it seemingly distracted Charlie to lose a leg of his table. When Bill fixed the tables you walked over to Bill giving him a high-five.

“You rotten witch!” Charlie exclaimed. “You two cheated me out.”

“I’m sorry you got distracted by me.” You mock frowned walking back over to your boyfriend.

“You’re just too gorgeous, how could I not?” You rolled your eyes lightly hitting him in the chest as he chuckled.

Dinner was lovely. You sat next to Charlie; listening to Fred, George and him talk about the World Cup.

“It’s got to be Ireland.” Your boyfriend said talking with his mouthful of potato. You rolled your eyes.

“Bulgaria has Victor Krum.”

“I say,” you started turning to the boys, “Ireland’s most definitely going to win, but Lynch isn’t going to catch the snitch. It’ll be Krum.”

George rose his eyebrows, “Did you play quidditch at Hogwarts?”

“‘Course I did. Y/h’s seeker.”

“Woah! Harry’s a seeker himself. George and I are beaters.”

Charlie grinned watching you get along with his family.

The next morning, Ginny and Hermione had woken you up since they had to take the portkey. You had planned on apparating with Charlie, Percy, and Bill. It was just so you could sleep in a bit longer, but that plan had obviously failed. You were now up searching for something to do. Not wanting to wake anyone else, you slipped into the twin’s room. You knew Charlie was staying there.

Charlie seemed to be up too; he was reading a book. He looked up when you opened the door and grinned. Silently, you waddled over to him with your blanket wrapped around you and crawled into the bed next to him.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He asked, looking down at you.

“Couldn’t go back to sleep. Ginny and Hermione had left and it woke me up. It’s alright though, I’ll just stay here with you.” He nodded kissing your forehead and putting the book on the bedside table.

He brought you in his arms cuddling you close to him. Charlie was always so warm and it was so easy to fall asleep in his arms.

By the time you all had apparated and found your tent. You watched as Arthur Weasley was having so much fun with the matches. Bless him.

You were sitting on the couch reading next to Charlie when the trio of Hermione, Harry and Ron had come back.

When you made it to the top box you found your seat next to Charlie and Fred. Fred and George had bet all their savings with Ludo Bagman so they couldn’t get souvenirs. You were proud to know they bet on what you thought was going to happen. So, you bought them both shamrock hats.

When you ran into the malfoys, they eagerly waved and hugged you. They were great friends with your parents and you used to babysit draco. You ruffled up his hair and his cheeks turned pink as he tried to fix it.

“You’re friends with the Malfoy’s?” Harry Potter asked with a tilt of his head.

“Mhm, I used to babysit Draco.”

“I cant believe you could handle that git.” Ron muttered watching Draco stalk off.

As the game went on, at tense moments you would squeeze Charlie’s leg. He would grin and shake his head with a small chuckle.

After the game, you watched the twins eagerly accept their money from Bagman. “Thanks, Y/N. We went with what you told us.”

You shook your head, “Merlin, glad I wasn’t wrong.”

Everyone was celebrating in the tent and you were leaning against Charlie’s shoulder on the couch. You assumed you had fallen asleep because woke up to screams. It seems you were the the only one up when you stepped outside the tent to see a marching bad of death eaters. They were holding four muggles in the air like they were puppets. You screamed running back in.

Death Eaters.

“Charlie!” You yelled waking him, Bill, and Percy up.

“What’s wrong, Baby?” He muttered, sleepiness still coating his voice.

“We have to get out of here. Now.” Charlie shot awake.

“What’s happening?” Percy asked, ready to spring into action.

“Death eaters.” You four ran and got Mr. Weasley quickly explaining. You grabbed Ginny and Hermione leading them all outside the tent. You threw a robe over your nightdress and gathered everyone.

Fred and George were supposed to keep up with Ginny. You took the task of Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

Before Charlie ran off to fight he pulled you in for a sweet kiss. It was needy and passionate.

It was a promise to come back.

“You better stay safe.” You muttered.

“You better kick arse.” He smirked before running after Bill and Percy.

“Let’s go.” You, Ron, Harry, and Hermione took off. That’s when you ran into Draco.

He was so casual. You knew why. He made a comment to Ron about his falling and you rolled your eyes.

“Draco, just stay safe. Please.” You whispered to him as the other three kept running.

“You too.” You took off easily catching up with the three. You heard a man cast the dark mark spell. That’s when you took off after him.

The three kids were shouting not to, but you were going to take him down.

You were stalking him in the forest. Who was the prey? Him or you? You didn’t know. It was getting to quiet.

Then it happened.

The man grabbed you and slammed you on the ground. He kicked you, and you rolled off to the side with a groan.

“Son of a bitch.” You hissed.

When you got up he landed his fist in your nose. You finally fired back kneeing him in the abdomen and punching his nose now. He groaned taking a few steps back before he pounced again yanking you by your hair to face him.

You couldn’t see your attacker. It was too dark in the woods to tell. You heard shouts from where you came from, but when they were coming this way he dragged you by your hair. He hid both of you behind a tree a finger placed to your lips to keep quiet.

You bit his finger and he muttered crazy bitch or something of the sort. He kept quiet as the other man passed finding an elf, Winky.

When he was gone, you took the chance to shove him out of your reach.

—-

As you were fighting, the golden trio and Arthur went back to the tent to find out what was happening.

When they arrived, Charlie quickly stood, “Where’s Y\n?”

“She’s not back?” Harry gasped.

“No? She left with you? Where is she?”

—-

The man had shook you like a rag-doll some more. When you were on the ground, he took the chance to disapparate. You picked yourself up and dragged yourself all the way back to your tent.

“Where is she?” Charlie asked again through the tent.

“Where is who?” You asked slipping into the tent.

To say the least you looked awful. Your robe and nightdress had been ripped and blood splattered across it. Your face was littered with cuts and bruises. Your lip was cut, your nose was bleeding and bruised. Your upper arm had a gash bleeding. Your feet got torn up by the sticks. Your hair was frizzy and sticks were in it from him yanking you and throwing you down.

“Holy shit.” Charlie muttered running over to you. “You look awful.”

You chuckled, coughing a little bit of blood, “You should see the other guy.”

Charlie turned angrily towards the golden trio. “What happened?”

“She ran off into the forest. Whoever cashed the dark mark was right there in our grasp. Y/n took her chance and pounced. We would’ve chased after her but we were circled by the Ministry and having to deal with that. Though I thought Mr. Diggory was searching for a culprit. How did he not find you fighting someone?”

You grinned showing your blood-stained teeth, “he grabbed me by the hair and told me to stay quiet behind the tree. I took the chance and bit his finger.”

“Badass.” Fred smirked from the back of the room.

“Badass.” You agreed, leaning on Charlie. “I haven’t had a physical fight without wands in ages. I kinda just attacked him.”

“Did you get a look at him?” Arthur Weasley asked.

You shook your head, “No. it was too dark.”

Charlie set you up on the table and got his wand to fix you up. “No, babe.” You muttered shaking your head, “I’m the healer, remember?”

“Yes, but you’re hurt. I’ll do what it takes to keep you safe.”

You smiled softly as he patched you up. You were as good as new since there were no magic affects. You sighed, “How’d you rip your shirt? Is that a new scar?” You asked running your finger along it.

“Yeah, badass.” You giggled as he carried you off to bed.

When you got home the next morning you and Charlie decided to stay a few more days. You were cuddled up in bed next to your boyfriend a little sore from last night events at the World Cup. You ran your finger along his scars drawing little patterns.

“Did you mean what you said?”

He hummed glancing from his book to you, “What’re you talking about, Love?”

“That you said you would do what it takes?”

“‘Course I did. I’ll make sure you always come home. I’ll do what it takes.”

You nodded, “You too Weasley.”

“I’ll always do what it takes to bring you home back to me.” You sealed your promise with a kiss.

#Charlie Weasley #harry potter #writing #george weasley #slytherin #fred #gryffindor #ravenclaw #hufflepuff #george #my writing #charlie weasley #romance #draco malfoy #charlie weasley x you #charlie weasley x fem!reader #quidditch World Cup #wattpad #Charlie weasley x reader

[weasleys-wizard-writes]

weasleys-wizard-writes | general m.list

- Key -

☼ -Fluff ☾ -Angst ✧ - Suggestive ♡ -NSFW

- Series Masterlists - (Coming Soon)

Over The Years (Charlie Weasley x Reader) The Making Of A Weasley (George Weasley x Reader) We Stood In the Sun (Before It Exploded) (George Weasley x Reader) Betrothed (Fred Weasley x Reader x Draco Malfoy) Latency Lingering (Fred Weasley x Reader)

- Characters -

Fred G. Weasley:

Oneshots:

Passion ☼ ☾ How Things Can Change ☼ Strength ☾ Trying ♡ For The Best ☾

Series:

Betrothed - [I] [II] [III] ☾ Latency Lingering - [I] ☾

George F. Weasley:

Oneshots:

The Parent Couple ☼ Girls Night Out ♡ Miles Away ♡ Bright Mornings ☼ ♡ Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder ♡ The Funny Thing ☾ A Minor Injury ☼ The Best Wedding Present ☼ Knowing The Difference ☼ A Weasley Sized Family ☼ ♡ Lucky ☼ When We Live ☼ Forever in the Rain ☼ Wardrobe Mix Up ☼ ✧ Waiting on a Magpie ☼ ☾ Beautiful Ruiner, Damn My Ashes ♡

Series:

The Making of a Weasley - [I] [II] [III] ☼ ♡ We Stood In the Sun (Before It Exploded) - [I] ☾ ♡

Charlie S. Weasley: 

Oneshots:

A Painful Comparison ☾ A Damn Chance ☼ A Big Misunderstanding ☼ Because Of A Bird ☼ How Much I Love You ☼ Baby Blues ☼ ☾ Long Distance Baby ☼ ☾ Unexpected ☼ ☾ Love Me ☼ ✧

Series:

Over the Years - [I] [II] [III] [IV] ☼

Percy I. Weasley:

Oneshots:

Surprise, Surprise ☼

Draco L. Malfoy:

Series:

Betrothed - [I] [II] [III] ☾

Oliver B. Wood:

Excerpts:

Oliver Wood and the MILF Next Door ☼

Regulus A. Black:

Oneshots:

A Sorry Substitute ☾ ☼

Cedric Diggory:

Oneshots:

Fuck Buddies ♡ ☾

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#masterlist

[hptransfest]

HP Trans Fest: Week 4!

Week 4 of posting was reserved for all the people who didn’t finish their work on the original posting date, so we’ll share the works as one as they came in throughout the week!

Our first fic of the week! This is a cute Draco/Ron oneshot with trans woman Ron who makes brooms and fashion designer Draco!

Title: Love-Woven Rating: T Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley Words: 4.4K Summary: Something changes between Ron and Draco along the way of broom commissions, shitty bribes, evil jelly, scandalous outfits, masquerade balls, and lots of sparkles. Link: AO3

This next one is a modern setting tomarry AU where Tom Riddle is a trans woman and a burlesque dancer, and I'm honestly obsessed with that concept

Title: Burlesque (with a twist) Pairing: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle Rating: Mature Words: 14K Summary: Celestia Moshire de Vil, formally Tom Marvolo Riddle, is a small town witch trying to make her way in the world after she moves to London. Through the ups and downs of life, she finds a passion for provocative dance and perhaps even true love. Link: AO3

This next fic is also a modern AU, in which Draco is trans and a firefighter and falls in love with herpetologist Charlie Weasley (I had to google what that is but it's someone who works with amphibians and reptiles!)

Title: Into the Fire Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Charlie Weasley Rating: Mature Words: 4.4K Summary: Perhaps Draco should have expected the spark between him and Charlie Weasley: after all, a firefighter and a man who wrangled dragons for a living were both bound to be comfortable around fires. But it's one thing to start a fire, and another thing entirely to keep the flames alight. And Draco knew he had to tell Charlie the truth, and soon, to see whether their spark was one that could build to an inferno... Link: AO3

This is a Lily & Vera Snape (trans woman Snape!) and it's a oneshot with polyjuice and dysphoria which includes the tag "the blurred line between gender envy and sexual desire" which

Title: romantic vivisection Characters: Lily Evans and Vera Snape Rating: Mature Words: 1.7K Summary: take me apart and put me back together / as something beautiful forever Vera tries an experiment. Link: AO3

This is a oneshot about non-binary Narcissa Malfoy coming out to their family and !! it's lucissa and the tag "supportive lucius malfoy" is all I need to be excited istg

Title: Cinderella's not Dead, just wearing different shoes Characters: Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Malfoy, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Rating: Teen Words: 1.1K Summary: Narcissa never really felt comfortable being the Lady of the House. Mainly because they never felt like a lady. They finally find the words to describe themselves, but will their family be accepting of them? Link: AO3

And finally! A beautiful comic about the marauders exploring femininity, with James & Sirius' friendship and established wolfstar. Genderfluidity and trans!Sirius!

Title: charitable explorations Characters: Sirius Black & James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Rating: General Summary: A short comic about little guys (re)exploring femininity :) Reading time: ~7 minutes Link: AO3

#harry potter #hp trans fest 2023 #draco malfoy #severus snape #charlie weasley #sirius black #trans headcanons

[judgementdaysunshine]

Masterlist

Fics i have done!

Fandoms i write for!

Young justice

Kaldur'ahm/Aqualad

Megan morse/Miss martian

Connor kent/Superboy

Artemis crock/Tigress

Jaime reyes/Blue beetle

Cassie sandsmark/Wondergirl

Wally west/Kidflash

Barbara gordon/Batgirl

CSI Vegas

Sara sidle

Nick stokes

Mia dickerson

Greg sanders

Catherine willows

Warrick brown

Riley adams

Gil grissom

M*A*S*H*

Benjamin hawkeye pierce

Margaret hot lips houlihan

B.J. hunnicutt

Margie cutler

Radar o'reilly

Kellye yamoto

John mulcahy

Stranger things

Nancy wheeler

Dustin henderson

Max mayfield

Jonathan byers

Robin buckley

Steve harrison

Jane hopper/el

Lucas Sinclair

Joyce byers

Mike wheeler

Barbara holland

Jim hopper

CSI Miami

Walter simmons

Yelena salazar

Ryan wolfe

Natalia boa vista

Eric delko

Calliegh duquesne

Horatio caine

Alexx woods

Jesse cardoza

Marisol delko

Marvel

Kate bishop

Clint barton

Natasha romanoff

T'challa

Cassandra lang

Sam wilson

Kamala khan

Bucky barnes

Shuri

Bruce banner

Mortal kombat

Kung jin

Skarlet

Hanzo hasashi

Sonya blade

Kuai liang

Jaqui briggs

Johnny cage

Kitana

Takeda takashi

Jade

Jax briggs

Cassie cage

Resident evil

Claire redfield

Carlos olivera

Sherry birkins

Leon kennedy

Jill valentine

Jake muller

Helena harper

Chris redfield

Alice

NCIS NOLA

Chris laselle

Loretta wade

Sebastian lund

Hannah khoury

Patton plame

Sonja percy

Dwayne pride

Tammy gregario

Final destination

Clear rivers

Lewis romaro

Wendy christensen

Kevin horton

Carrie dryer

Kevin fischer

Kimberly corman

Thomas burke

Alex browning

The mighty ducks

Fulton reed

Julie gaffney

Adam banks

Charlie conway

Dean portman

Guy germaine

Dwayne robertson

Luiz mendoza

Connie monreau

Criminal minds

Emily prentiss

Spencer reid

Jennifer jareau

Aaron hotchner

Kate callahan

Derek morgan

Penelope garcia

Luke alvez

Tara lewis

Matt simmons

Trauma center

Derek stiles

Angie thompson

Gabriel cunningham

Elena salazar

Erhard miller

Naomi kimishima

Markus vaughn

Valerie blaylock

ER

Susan lewis

Mark greene

Carol hathaway

Doug ross

Kerry weaver

Gregory pratt

Samantha taggart

John carter

Cate banfield

Luka kovac

Harry potter

Cedric diggory

Luna lovegood

Harry potter

Ginny weasley

Remus lupin

Narcissa malfoy

Ron weasley

Nymphodora tonks

Sirius black

Marlene mckinnon

Draco malfoy

Fleur declour

Blaise zabini

Hermione granger

Kingdom hearts

Namine

Riku

Kairi

Sora

Aqua

Terra

Xion

Ventus

Roxas

Xmen

Charles xavier

Ororo munroe

Warren worthington

Kitty pryde

Kurt wagner

Illyana rasputin

Erik leshnerr

Raven darkholme

Logan

Marie d'ancanto

Peter maximoff

Jubliee

Pixie

Pixie o'brien

Harland mckenna

Frank mccullen

Final fantasy

Cloud strife

Oerba dia vanille

Snow villers

Tifa lockhart

Hope esthiem

Oerba yun fang

Vincent valentine

Lighting farron

Zack fair

Aerith gainsborough

Narnia

Lucy pevensie

Peter pevensie

Susan pevensie

Edmund pevensie

Mr tumnus

Prince caspian

NCIS LA

Marty deeks

Shay mosley

Sam hanna

Kensi blye

G callen

Fatima nazami

Eric beale

Harley hidoko

Nell jones

Code lyoko

Aelita schaffer

Odd della robbia

Yumi ishiyama

Ulrich stern

Milly solovieff

William dunbar

Tamiya diop

Jeremy belpois

Triple frontier

Will "ironhead" miller

Frankie "catfish" morales

Benny miller

Santiago "pope" garcia

The night shift

Landry de la cruz

Joey chavez

Gwen gaskin

Kenny fornette

Jordan alexander

Michael ragosa

Drew allister

Shannon rivera

TC callahan

Ewan mcgregor characters

Catcher block

Dan torrance

Perry makepeace

Christopher robin

Rodney copperbottom

Robert lewis

Alex law

Edward bloom

Star wars

Crosshair

Cara dune

Luke skywalker

Aayla secura

Hunter

Din djarin

Padme amidala

Cal kestis

Rey skywalker

Obi wan kenobi

Bo katan kryze

Qui gon jin

Tech

Ahsoka tano

Poe dameron

Leia organa

Echo

Finn

Iden versio

Del meeko

Wrecker

Misc 1

Jack mercer

Mason "mace" brown

Spike spiegel

Toph

Lu fox

Elizabeth martinson

Casi

Laney boggs

Max lewinsky

Mahtilda

Flip zimmerman

Nani pelekai

Murphy macmanus

Korra

Lu fox

Samantha caine

Bill s prescott

Iris

Zack siler

Rachel

David abbott

Marta

Jed eckhart

Tess finnegan

Ryan williams

Barbara novak

Ted logan

Toni

Eugene/vida boheme

Tris prior

Murtagh morzzansson

Skeeter

Christian

Stephanie speck

John wick

Viola eade

Jonathan levy

Evey hammond

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz

Casey jones

Marni

Elliot alderson

Misc 2

Chris chambers

Andie anderson

Michael perry

Beatrix "the bride" kiddo

Elliott

Quinn fabray

Benjamin barry

Dani rojas

Billy/four

Daphne moon

Javi gutierrez

Allison reynolds

Hector villanueva

April o'neil

Ned tash

Kara

Don billingsley

Asami sato

Beau hutton

Monica long dutton

Joey coalter

Celine naville

Sam munroe

[once-upon-an-imagine]

okay, so Remus won, however, Charlie Weasley fought with everything he's got 😂 and I only have one request for Remus, so I'll be writing Remus and then Charlie. howeveeeer, I have 3 Charlie stories so...

summaries below... 😊

She Is Love

Charlie loves to make you blush and nervous because he knows you have a crush on him and he has a crush on you, but he doesn’t like it when someone else makes you blush or nervous.  

I’m Yours

Even if you’ve been friends with the twins forever, your boyfriend Charlie still feels a little bit jealous of how close you are with his two younger brothers.  

Fire

You are assigned to bring four dragons to Hogwarts for their Triwizard Tournament. You are really excited about this assignment and this journey until you find out who has to come with you. Charlie Weasley.

#harry potter #harry potter imagine #charlie weasley #charlie weasley imagine #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley oneshot

[fensherohair]

Finally got around to making a master list of all my works. If something doesn't work, please tell me so I can correct it.

Oneshots (Fem Reader)

Hogwarts Bane (Sirius Black x Reader)

In This Heart of Mine (Sirius Black x Reader)

Little Cat (Bill Weasley x Reader)

Beautiful (Sirius Black x Reader)

One More Moment (Charlie Weasley x Reader)

Afraid (Voldermort x Reader)

Queen Who Fights Alone (Charlie Weasley x Reader) - Coming Soon

I Miss You (Fred Weasley x Reader) - Coming Soon

Shadow of You (Charlie Weasley x GN! Reader)

Until The End (Charlie Weasley x Reader)

Series

Marauders & The Metamorphic Witch Series Masterlist

Friends to Find

(Cause I love them and can't help but shamelessly advertise their work, I'm proud of them)

Night - Tumblr, Wattpad, AO3 & Quotev

Genevieve - Wattpad, Quotev, Neobook & Inkitt

Tommi - Quotev, AO3 & Wattpad

(I'm also happy to take requests and add people to the "Friends to find" list)

#fensherohair masterlist #works masterlist #I finall got there #all my works are here #always gonna be updating this one lol

[thatravenpuffgirl]

✨ Requests are open✨

Hi everyone! I'm a new writer on Tumblr, but I wanted to let you guys know that I am taking requests for one-shots, headcanons, etc. Below are details on what characters & ships I'll write, what I will and won't write, request guidelines and stuff like that. Please read this before you request, and if you see one of my posts before this and want to make rest, I'll be linking this post to each of the other posts I make, but anyway, let's get to it.

Characters I'll write for (at the moment, I'll update this when I become more comfortable writing about other fandoms):

Harry Potter, Golden Era Characters:

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley Ginny Weasley, Percy Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Billy Weasley, Fred and George Weasley, Lavender Brown, Cho Chang, Luna Lovegood, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Susan Bones, Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbott, Padma Patil and Parvati Patil, Terry Boot, Colin Creevy, basically any other characters that I might have forgotten to list or minor characters.

Harry Potter, Maurders Era Characters:

young Remus lupin, young James potter, young Sirius black, young regulus black, young lily Evans, young Severus snape, young mary Macdonald, young Dorcas meadows, young Marlene Mckinnon, young pandora Lovegood, young Narissa Malfoy, young Bellatrix Lestrange, young Andromeda tonks, young molly Weasley, young Arthur Weasley, Fabien and Gideon Prewett, young Alice Longbottom, young Frank Longbottom, Fleamont Potter, Euphemia Potter, pretty much all of the Black family, and any other characters I might have again, forgotten.

Now, onto request guidelines:

I will write oneshots, headcanons (general or based on a specific prompt, like a character's hobby or relationship with another character) fluff, and angst. I can write some level of smut, but only something like making out, kissing, etc. Please don't be afraid to ask, but please don't be upset if I turn down the request, it's usually only because I'm not comfortable with writing it. I also won't write anything about rape, abuse, incest, anything that's racist, anything smutty that involves a minor and an adult, etc.

2. There are certain ships I will not write about as well, I won't list specific ones, but I will not write about ships that involve an adult and a minor, a student and a professor, polyamorous ships, etc. I get that everyone has their preferences, and that's fine, but I'm not comfortable writing those types of ships. Any other ships, though, are totally fine! I will also write platonic ships, not just romantic ships.

3. Be kind. if you don't like the request I've written, please be polite. Although I am by no means transphobic, racist, etc, I do not have much experience in writing characters that are part of the LGBTQIA+ community or characters with different cultures, and this may reflect on my writing. But, with that matter and just in general, I try my best, so I will not accept any hate on this blog, towards me or others.

4. Be patient. Please take this as a friendly remember that, like the rest of us, I do have a life, and while I'll try to get back to you on a request as soon as possible, I can not write 24/7. So please don't be offended if it takes a while for me to finish your request, I will try to finish it as quick as possible. And, please don't be offended if I choose not to write your request. There are a lot of things I really don't feel comfortable writing about, and that's okay. It's not my intention to offend you if I don't write your request, it's just my preference. And, sometimes it has nothing to do with the content of your request, but simply because I don't have the energy to write sometimes, and I just have to turn down some requests.

5. Please be detailed. This is very important! Please specify in your request, what character you want me to write about, the ship you want me to include if you just want it to be a character x y/n thing, or a nonshipping request, a clear summary of your idea, the type of writing you want it to be (headcanons, one shot, fluffy, angst etc), that type of thing. It doesn't have to be super long, just enough so I know what you actually want me to write. And please only submit your requests via my asks, not in the comments of my posts or anything like that.

And I think that's all! I really appreciate you taking the time to read this, and just an extra note, if you would like to submit anything via my asks, that's not a request, just a question or to share your own thoughts on Harry Potter, please feel free to do so! I would love to hear from you guys. Anyways, thank you again, and I look forward to you submitting any requests you might have!

#requests are open #requests are welcome #requests r open btw #request rules #writing requests #requests <3 #harry potter books #harry potter headcanon #harry potter ships #hogwarts houses #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanfic #hp headcanon #hp fanfcition #hp marauders #harry potter #ron weasley #fred x hermione #fred and hermione #fred weasley x reader #harry potter x reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter fluff #harry potter angst #neville longbottom #luna lovegood #hermione granger #ronmione #fremione fanfiction #luna x neville

[mateidontevenknow]

ONESHOT ALERT

Fandom: Harry Potter

Ship: Charlie Weasley x OC (Fem)

Troubling times.

"Charlie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. It was a love potion, I couldn't do anything."

Charlie walked into the Rose bedroom, closing the door behind him, keeping Beatrice out. He was mad. They went out to a bar, where Beatrice's drink was spiked with Amortentia. Things didn't go as planned and she kissed the guy who spiked her drink.

Beatrice slid down the closed door, sitting against it in the hallway.

"Charlie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, love."

"Don't call me that."

"I know you're mad and I'm sorry but please know that it wasn't meant."

She was met with silence.

"You don't have to talk to me or be nice to me, just don't make me go to bed alone. We both know I can't."

"Maybe you deserve a few sleepless nights."

Her heart broke at that. Charlie knew exactly how much her insomnia bothered her. He knew exactly how she felt when he wasn't there and after two years without it, he is wishing it upon her. Hoping that it hits her again like it did so long ago. He wished it upon her, something she wouldn't curse her worst enemy with. It was cruel.

She stayed silent and she heard him sigh on the other side of the door.

"Do you want me to go? Back to my old bedroom?"

"Yes."

His voice was shaky but he seemed certain enough. She slowly stood up, walking down the stairs to her old bedroom. The old space brought back memories of torture and betrayal, but Charlie didn't seem to care, so why should she?

She couldn't bring herself to curse him. He was heart broken. Amortentia couldn't win against true love. He thought their love would overpower the stupid potion but love is only true when admitted and Beatrice hadn't admitted her love for Charlie to anyone, not even herself.

She flopped down on her old bed, pulling the covers over her. They were old and thin. She let out a sob, finally breaking after trying to stay together for so long. She was trembling. Her magical Chinese Fireball tattoo sat on her right shoulder blade, tears streaming down its face. It was charmed to match her mood and in that moment it was the most accurate it has ever been.

She sobbed into her pillow. The tears started flowing freely. She remained in that position for the next four hours, unable to sleep and unable to stop shaking. She felt pathetic, crying over a guy. A guy she loved more than anything else on this planet. He just didn't know it.

Charlie padded down the stairs. He was wrong, he read up on the poison and he realized his mistake. He opened the door of Beatrice's old room and what he saw made his heart ache.

The room was a mess, with a twin sized bed, an old broken chair and an unstable desk. Almost all of the things in the tiny room was broken. Everything except a picture frame. It was a picture of Charlie and Beatrice, playing a muggle game called Uno. He could hear the careless laughter from the photo.

She was turned away from him, staring at a wall. She was in an old sports bra and some shorts. Her whole body was trembling while she sobbed. Her tattoo remained in full view on her back and Charlie had to admit that he had never seen a dragon cry before now, but he was certain that he never wanted to see it again. He felt guilt, regret and sadness all at once.

He walked towards her shaking figure and he scooped her up in his arms.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this to you."

She refused to face him, but her dragon had moved up onto her collarbones, she roared at him with tears in her eyes. Charlie sighed. He deserved that. He carried her back up the stairs towards the Rose bedroom. He set her down on the bed and pulled the covers over her. He tried to wrap his arms around her, but she moved away.

Her heartbeat was unstable and her breathing never evened out like he had hoped. She was awake the entire time, while he slept peacefully. In all honesty, she would rather be back in her old room, with the cheerful laughter from the picture and the mournful wailing of her dragon.

It felt like he brought her back just so she can watch how he sleeps soundly, to show her what she can't have. She wanted to hate him. Despise him for what he did, but that seemed impossible. She couldn't hate him. Not even if she tried.

The next morning Charlie woke up to an empty bed. He walked down stairs to find Beatrice with Bill and Fleur in the kitchen. Fleur was always up early and she probably dragged Bill with her.

Beatrice looked terrible, like she had walked straight out of a lifetime in Azkaban. Bill made eye contact with him first and he immediately knew that she had told them.

"Charles, we need to talk."

Bill's tone was sharp as he approached Charlie before dragging him right back up the stairs. Beatrice couldn't even turned to look at him.

"Beatrice, I'm sorry..."

At that she let out a sob, letting Fleur wrap her up in a hug. She saw so much of herself in Charlie, it was painful. His tone of voice was exactly the same as hers last night, saying the exact same words. Both of them using those two words to summarize everything they want to say.

Damn him and his familiar mannerisms.

Charlie got quite a lecture from both Bill and Fleur. But they weren't nearly as bad as the talking-to Ginny gave him. She had known Beatrice the longest and she was very quick to avenge her friend.

That night Beatrice had gone back to her old bedroom, not wanting to intrude. When Charlie realized this, he went and carried her back up again. She had nothing to say, although the dragon was too tired to roar, instead letting out a sad grumble.

He put her on the bed in the Rose bedroom and wrapped his arms around her. She tried moving away, but he held on to her. He pulled her closer to his chest. She was frustrated with his behavior.

"Why? Why are you keeping me here?"

She was on the verge of breaking down again.

"Because, if I don't you are going to run away. You are going to abandon me and I won't let that happen."

"Why not, why don't you let me leave?"

"Because I don't want to lose you. I'm sorry, I was wrong, but I refuse to have one of my mistakes cost you your happiness."

"That's a bold assumption to make."

"You know what, fine, I am selfish. I am keeping you here, so I can have you still. I am keeping you here because I can't live without you. I try to keep your best interests first but I can't. Not if that means you are going to leave me."

He gripped Beatrice tighter than ever before, not wanting to give her any chance of getting away. He was selfish, he knew that. But he couldn’t stop.

She squirmed for a few seconds, before she went limp in his arms, breaking down right there. He sat up, pulling her into is lap as she sobbed. She cried into his shirt, gripping the thin fabric with both hands. She felt like a child again, unable to control her emotions.

He held her as tears streamed down her face. He rubbed her back with one hand. The other going around her waist. As much as she hated to admit it, she felt safe in his arms. She found warmth in his embrace even though she felt cold and distant. He smelled like a bonfire, with Butterbeer and marshmallows.

After a while her sobs turned into hiccups, that eventually disintegrated into normal even breathing. For the first time in 48 hours, she was asleep. He lay her back down ontop of him, too scared to wake her up. He began mumbling into her hair.

"Beatrice Black, I love you. I love you so much. More than you could ever imagine. And I will not let anything like this happen ever again. I'm sorry for everything, I just hope that one day, you will consider forgiving me."

He let out a humorless laugh.

"Because I wouldn't."

#harry potter #i ship it #charlie weasley #harry potter angst #hp one shot #oneshot #why am i like this

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Fanfiction Recommendation Masterlist

Fandoms A-H

Chronicles of Narnia

Caspian/OC

When We Collide: complete; Rated K; Lauren is the Pevensies’ cousin who falls into Narnia with them during Voyage of the Dawn Treader

Maiden of the Mist: in progress; Rated T; Madelynn Scrubb longed for adventures like the ones her cousins told stories about of Narnia and she gets the chance.

DC

Lex Luthor/OC

Angel of the Battlefield: in progress; Rated T; a nurse at the penitentiary becomes a pawn in a war between Batman and Lex Luthor

Superman/OC

God Complex: complete; oneshot; Rated M; There was no way to save humanity other than tempting Fate.

Safe and Sound: in progress; Rated T; not very deep, mostly fluff about a little boy who talks to superman

Flash/OC

Serendipity: in progress; rated T; Flash saves a random girl, and through a stroke of luck she finds out who he is.

Doctor Who

Tenth Doctor/OC

Written in the Stars: complete; Rated M; OC goes to visit her best friend, Rose, and meets a man calling himself the Doctor

Family Christmas: complete; oneshot; Rated G; It’s Christmastime and even the Doctor shouldn’t be alone.

Encanto

Bruno Madrigal/OC

I Would Have You In My Dreams Forevermore: complete; Rated E; She knows how it feels to be ostracized for abilities you had no say in getting, and she may be the only person who truly understands him.

Metamorphosis: in progress; Rated M; Carmen is asked to marry Bruno, and it sends her life into a tailspin.

Fleabag

Priest/Fleabag

Absolution: complete; oneshot; Rated T; a year after the bus stop, the Priest and Fleabag see each other again

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Jaime Lannister/OC

A Vow Without Honor: in progress; Rated T; “I made a promise to protect you. Honor or not, that is one I intend to keep.” - A story of a Lion and a Wolf, two beings brought together by the very same reasons that should have kept them apart.

Butterfly Effect: complete; Rated M; Jaime leaves the Kingsguard to give his father what he really wants, his son married and an heir for the Rock

Robb Stark/OC

Paying the Toll: complete; Rated M; Walder Frey insists Robb marry one of his daughters before he lets him cross the bridge

The Stark and His Frey: in progress; Rated M; Robb is an honorable man, and he won’t break his promise to Walder Frey; after he wins the war, he fulfills his promise.

Oberyn Martell/OC

The Sunspear’s Lion: in progress; Rated M; Tyrion’s twin sister is betrothed to Oberyn Martell, probably not Tywin’s best idea, at least not his best idea for his daughter’s safety.

Hamilton

Peggy/Lafayette

Oceans and Moments: complete; Rated T; Peggy is feeling forgotten, alone, and unnoticed until Lafayette finds her at the ball.

Harry Potter

Charlie Weasley/Hermione Granger

Naughty, Nice, and Spice: Rated E; complete; A shock of red hair at a Christmas party is all it takes for Hermione to know she's saved.

Instant Replay: Rated E; complete; Hermione can't help using the pair of omnioculars.

Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger

Manacled: Rated E; complete; if you don't already know that's on you.

Let The Dark In: Rated E; in progress; What if Voldemort never rose to power and Draco instead went to Durmstrang.

Good: Rated E; complete; Draco isn't interested in taking Hermione on cause she's too inexperienced.

Season Pass: Rated E; complete; Hermione dumps a quidditch fan for a famous quidditch player

Wait and Hope: Rated M; complete; Hermione loses six years worth of memories, including her relationship with Draco.

Must be the Whisky: Rated M; complete; Hermione and Draco have a birthday tradition

Apres Ski: Rated M; complete; Hermione and Draco are forced to share a room on vacation.

fever dreaming: Rated E; complete; ABO protective Draco helping Hermione with a stalker.

Unexpected Best Night Ever: Rated E; complete; Hermione runs into the last person she'd expect at a muggle concert.

Christmas Gifts: Rated E; complete; Hermione and Draco both want the same gift at the shop.

The Train: Rated E; complete; Draco makes Harry regret being nosey.

Lie With Me: Rated M; complete; Draco and Hermione strike a surprising bargain with more surprising results.

Sugar Flurries, Candy Storms: Rated E; complete; Draco and Hermione have an interesting definition of coworkers

All You Want: Rated E; complete; Omegaverse, Eighth Year doesn't go how Hermione expects.

Fred Weasley/Hermione Granger

so just give me one more night: Rated T; complete; Fred saves Hermione when she doesn't want to go to the Yule Ball with Krum.

Five Times Fred and Hermione Innocently Shared a Bed: Rated M; Complete; 5+1 with Fred/Hermione

Impractically Inevitable: Rated E; complete; Hermione and Ron split up, and Fred is there to remind Hermione who was the catch in their relationship

Season of Surprise: Rated E; complete; An accident with time magic brings Hermione and Fred an unexpected surprise.

Snowflakes and Soulmates: Rated E; complete; Hermione and Fred become good friends over the years and probably more.

Mark Me: Rated E; complete; Fred has a side job Hermione is only just finding out about.

George Weasley/OC

The Best Worst Valentine's Day: Rated E; complete; She has the worst Valentine's Day Ever, but George makes it all better.

Under the Mistletoe: Rated E; complete; Fred has to push George to make the move he's been waiting for.

Neville Longbottom/Hermione Granger

Potions Potluck: Rated E; complete; A party where you drink unmarked potions has a disastrous result for Hermione, and Neville saves the day.

Cracked: Rated E; complete; Hermione and Neville open a Christmas cracker with surprising results.

Matched: Rated E; complete; Hermione and Neville are matched up by a service that has a rather interesting clientele.

Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson

Picked and Planted: complete; Rated M; Pansy Parkinson sends a marriage proposal to an unlikely individual.

Remember One Thing: complete; Rated E; Pansy wakes up without a key memory

A Dress With Pockets: complete; Rated E; Neville Longbottom provides Pansy with some much needed assistance.

Oliver Wood/Hermione Granger

Busy Days, Teddy, and Kiddie Quidditch Leagues: complete; Rated E; Hermione is late to pick up Teddy from his kiddie quidditch league.

Regulus Black/OC

dirty old town: complete; Rated E; muggle!OC x Regulus Black, Marauders Era, enemies to lovers

salt and the sea: Rated E; complete; James Potter's little sister catches Regulus's eye.

Remus Lupin/Hermione Granger

Those Who Can, Teach: Rated E; complete; Eighth Year and Lupin is back as DADA teacher with his favorite student.

Sirius Black/OC

Stray: complete; Rated M; Sirius's motorbike dies on him and he ends up caught at a rundown muggle diner

Snape/OC

Once Upon A Dream: complete; Rated M; a muggle friend of Dumbledore's is placed in imminent danger

Respite: complete; Rated E; the Hogwarts librarian is the only one who knows who Snape really is

Hunger Games:

Finnick/OC

The Sterling Nightingale: complete; Rated M; has a completed sequel as well; Finnick is forced into a fake relationship with a Victor from District 1 who, unbeknownst to him, is the spy all of Panem is searching for.

Gloss/OC

The Desert’s Edge: complete; Rated M; Gloss finds himself pitying a victor from District 5 and helping her in more ways than one, to much consequence.