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justtluffythings · 2 months
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HOME: Book 6 - CHAPTER EIGHT
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“This is the twelfth time, Ronnie. Twelfth.”
Veronica chuckled as she and Charlie turned the corner and made their way through the Courtyard. They were on their way to the Quidditch Pitch for the first game of the season, which would see Ravenclaw playing Hufflepuff.
“Yeah, but you know Percy, Charlie. He will come complaining to you if they so much as breathe in a way he doesn’t like. The twins could be doing absolutely nothing, but he’ll manage to find something to complain about.”
Charlie raised his eyebrows and nodded knowingly. “I know. But twelve times, I mean come on. And that’s just this week. I really don’t know how much more I can take.”
Veronica smiled as she shook her head. “I’ll talk to him.”
Charlie pulled her into his side and beamed. “Thanks, Ronnie! You’re the best.”
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As Veronica stood in the tent and watched her team get ready for the game, she felt her chest tighten and the anxiety she had been feeling since the start of the year had come back tenfold. Quietly, she slipped out of the changing room tent and breathed in the fresh air as she paced back and forth, trying hard not to think about everything that could go wrong during the game.
“Oh no, I know that look. You’re overthinking again… as usual.”
Veronica had her back to the stranger, but she didn’t need to see them to know who they were. She knew that voice like the back of her hand. Spinning around quickly, she ran and jumped into Reggie’s arms, hugging him tightly. “You came! I can’t believe you’re actually here!”
“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss this for the world, V.”
“I’ve missed you so much this year. It’s been hell without you.”
“Oh hush, I’m sure you’ve been doing great.”
Veronica shook her head, but changed the subject, knowing she didn’t have much time. “Do you have anything you need to rush back to or do you have time to grab a Butterbeer after the game?”
Reggie shrugged. “I’m all yours today, so we can grab a Butterbeer, for sure.”
“Yay, I’m so excited to catch up with you!”
“Me too. And you can bring Charlie too if you’d like. I’m sure he’ll want to spend time with you after the game.”
“No, no, no. I see him everyday, but I never get to see you anymore. It’s fine. He’ll survive a few hours without me.” Veronica chuckled before turning at the sound of her name being called from behind her.
“Sorry to interrupt, Captain, but Madam Hooch is looking for you. I think we’re about to get started.”
“All good, thanks Simon. I’ll be right in.”
“Cool. It’s great to see you, Reggie.”
“You too, Simon!”
Once Simon disappeared into the tent, Veronica turned back to her friend. “Well… wish us luck, Reg. I think we’re gonna need it.”
“Don’t do that! You’ll be great! I’ll see you after, okay? Do you want me to come find you here or do you want to meet me at the Three Broomsticks?”
“No, let’s meet there. I’ll have to find Charlie and let him know.”
“So, I take it you and him still haven’t told each other how you feel, huh?”
“Oh Merlin, not this again. I’ve got to go!”
“Veronica! Why–”
“Sorry, I can’t hear you! I’m gone!”
Reggie shook his head and chuckled as he made his way into the commentary box with the professors. Those two could not be more oblivious.
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Veronica watched as Walker Mathis raced against the Hufflepuff Seeker, each with an arm outstretched. This was it. One of them was about to end the game and win it for their team. The score had been neck and neck the whole game, so this would be the deciding factor.
As Veronica watched him, she thought about how much he had grown into the position over the years. It felt like it was yesterday when he had been the reserve Seeker and replaced Maribelle for a few games when her grades needed to be improved in Veronica’s fourth year. Back then he had been such a shy kid, but over the years, he had gained so much confidence. He had rocked the tryout and had earned the permanent Seeker position. But even the growth and improvement she had seen in him from the tryouts at the start of the season were impressive. She was so proud of him.
“Oof!” Veronica lost all the breath in her lungs as she felt something hard hit her back like a ton of bricks. Turning, she saw one of the Hufflepuff Beaters watching her with fear in their eyes and realized it had been a Bludger. That’s what I get for letting my thoughts distract me. Both Seekers had lost the Snitch, and the game had continued around her without her even noticing.
“Shit, Captain, are you okay? I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize you were distracted… I should have stopped it from hitting you.”
“No, no. My fault, Mavis. You’re doing great. Keep sending Bludgers my way, we need to get their Seeker out of here.”
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“Yes! That’s how you do it, Walker! Hell yeah!”
Simon and Veronica lifted the small boy onto one of their shoulders each and cheered as they bounced him up and down, while the whole team jumped around them as they celebrated their first victory of the season.
Putting him down, Veronica put her arm around his shoulders and looked at her team. “You all did bloody brilliant today. Seriously, great job everyone. Now go and celebrate. And for those of you old enough, one round of Butterbeer is on me at the Three Broomsticks. Mavis, there’s always next year, love. This year, you can grab a pumpkin juice from the Great Hall.” Veronica chuckled as she walked them all to the changing rooms, and once they had all changed out of their Quidditch robes, she shooed them out. “And remember, there’s no practice tomorrow! You get a day off. See you all on Tuesday!”
As her team made their way down the path towards the school, Veronica felt arms wrap around her from behind. The smell of vanilla and the outdoors filled her senses, and she felt instantly at home. Turning in his arms, she smiled up at Charlie. “Hi.”
“Hi. Congratulations on your win, that was a great game.”
“You think so? I feel like we could have done better.”
“Ronnie, you’re the Captain. Of course, you’re going to think that. But believe me, it was great.”
Veronica sighed in relief as she lay her cheek on his chest and hugged him tight. “Thanks. It means a lot.”
“Of course, love. You wanna grab a Butterbeer to celebrate?”
Veronica cringed as she pulled away from him slightly. “I’m sorry, Charlie, but Reggie came to watch the game, and I–”
“Oh, gotcha. For sure, it’s all good. I’ll see you later then.”
“I’m sorry, Charlie.”
“It’s fine, Ronnie. Honestly, I know how much you miss him, so this’ll be good for you. Besides, I have to finish that essay for Snape anyway.”
Veronica’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened as she stared at him. “That essay that he assigned to us last week?” Charlie nodded. “The one that’s due tomorrow?” He nodded again. “The one you told me you finished already!?!”
Charlie chuckled as he scratched his head awkwardly. “Yes! Okay? I know, but I just can’t wrap my head around Golpalott’s Third Law. It isn’t clicking for me.”
“Charlie! He isn’t asking you to brew an antidote for a mixed poison. He’s just asking you to write a bloody essay about the Law. It’s not that hard.”
“For you! It’s hard for me!”
“Then forget it. I’ll tell Reggie I can’t come. I’ll stay and help you.”
Charlie shook his head adamantly and began pushing her towards the path to Hogsmeade. “Absolutely not. You go and have fun. I’m going to the library to bury my nose in some books. Besides, you’ve already tried explaining it, so maybe reading about it will help. If you finish early, I’ll be there, so you can come find me. If not, we’ll meet at dinner.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll see you later!”
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fleursfairies · 10 months
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hbo series better not do the weasleys dirty or ima fight
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daily-hayley568 · 2 years
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Could you do a head canon/imagine type thing with what you think Charlie Weasley would be like as a bed partner? ❤️
I Love The Way You Love Me|Charlie Weasley
pairings: charlie weasley x fem!reader
Summary: you love how Charlie loves you.. in bed
warnings: smut, 18+, p in v, fingering, oral fem!recieving, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)some rough sex , mostly soft sex, fluff, use of pet names. Oral male!recieving, riding, spanking, shower sex
A/N: first smut lol.
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You and Charlie had been together for the last three years, officially. It all started after a wedding you were both in the bridal party of. During the reception, you and Charlie were outside the venue sharing a bottle of firewhiskey.
You had always been friends. Friends that flirted with each other, borderline romantic and platonic.
Next thing you know the empty bottle of firewhiskey was dropped, and Charlie had grasped your hand as you both found an empty shed. The door was closed shut and you were against it. Charlie’s mouth had found yours in a passionate lingering kiss.
Your tongues were intertwined and his hands that had been at home on your waist were now finding the hem of your dress. He pulled away and you whined from the separation,
“Is this okay?” A soft question in a heated moment, “Can I lift your dress up?”
“Lift it, Weasley or I’ll take it off myself.”
“Yes ma’am.” He chuckled, lifting the dress off of you.
“Merlin, you’re gorgeous baby.” He whispered kissing down your sternum. His fingers fiddling with the bra clasp. Before he lifted his head to ask, you unclamped it for him.
He chuckled into your chest, sending vibrations through your body. Your panties were soaked.
His mouth took a boob in his mouth. His tongue flicking it back and forth. His other hand didn’t dare to leave the other tit lonely and his hand squeezed and flicked it. Fondling it lovingly. You gasped a moan at the nipping from his teeth.
Charlie left your boobs and brought his face back up to you. “Do you want to do this?”
“Yes, fuck, Charlie.” You were needy and your hands struggled to unbuckle his belt. He chuckled dropping his pants and boxers and you felt yourself leak some more when you realized just how big he was.
His hand from your clothed heat and he chuckled huskily in your ear. “So wet and just for me?” You whined as you watched him swipe your juices with three fingers and put it in his mouth.
Charlie pulled your panties down in a haste. He patted your arse and you jumped wrapping your legs around his waist. You ripped off his shirt, practically drooling at his muscles and freckles. “Merlin, you’re so hot.” You muttered.
He chuckled as his tip prodded your entrance before he entered you. You moaned grabbing at his shoulders your nails leaving marks in his flesh. “You alright, love? Are you okay?”
You nodded your cunt clenching around his dick, “It feels so good, Charlie.” You whispered.
Charlie pulled out of you and thrusted his hips into yours. Your moans of pleasure and calling out his name made him thrust into your cunt faster.
You sucked on his neck nipping at it. It was sure to leave a hickey on his collarbones.
“Fuck, Charlie! I’m almost there.”
“Me too, baby. Come on!” Your cunt clenched before you came and released into him. Moments later he came into you.
“You’re so hot.” He praised kissing you again and again.
After he pulled out, you cleaned each other up. As you both got dress you notice him shove your panties into his pocket, it made you grin.
You two said it was a one time thing.
It wasn’t.
More late nights, more can I come overs, more I need you right nows, all turned into a first date at Florean Fortescues. Soon later you were an official couple. You moved in together after one year.
He still treated you like a goddess in the sheets. Charlie was so sweet in bed. He always asked if you were okay, made sure to always ask, and afterwards he’d run you a bath and you would bathe together.
One night was your traditional muggle movie night. The movie was long forgotten when Charlie picked you and carried you from the living room and dropped you on the bed.
He kept talking about how he couldn’t watch the movie when you were sitting there only wearing a satin robe. He pulled off the robe and grinned.
“You’re always so pretty.”
You flushed.
Charlie kissed your stomach following the line until he was at your heat, eye contact from that position made you even wetter. If Charlie was supposed to be really good with dragons; he was awesome at giving head.
“Babe, come on!” You whined. He just chuckled and his mouth was on your heat.
“What? You want this?” He asked pulling your clit lightly. You moaned. “Yes, Charlie!”
He chuckled diving into your heat. He lapped at you. His tongue swiped it before he added two fingers pumping in and out of you. You were screaming. Your hands going through his hair.
“I’m almost there, baby!” You cried.
You finally released onto his fingers and Charlie grinned sucking on his fingers and swallowing your juices. Holy shit that was hot.
Charlie hovered over you kissing your lips. You took the chance to flip you. He was now pressed against the bed and you were on top of him. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and you dragged your tongue down his happy trail, making sure to keep eye contact.
You pulled his shorts and underwear down to release his length. Charlie sat up leaning against the headboard, “I want you ride me baby.”
You grinned climbing onto his lap sinking yourself into him. You moaned and grabbed his shoulders. After adjusting, you began to roll your hips into him.
“Fuck! Just like that baby.” Charlie hissed.
You turned the rolling into bouncing thrusting Charlie into you. His dick continuing to hit your deep spot. “Perfect, you’re so perfect.”
With the praises you bounced faster, moans falling out of the both of you. He smacked your ass, “Come on, just a little faster! I’m almost there baby girl.” You bounced as fast as you could slamming himself into you. It felt so raw. It felt so good.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Charlie released himself into you and you obtained his juices. You clenched again and released yourself into him. You sighed in exhaustion kissing his shoulder.
Charlie also loved shower sex.
Sunday Mornings were Charlie’s favorite. You would get up lazily. You’d decide to get into the shower after brushing your teeth.
It usually with him pounding in you into the wall.
Your legs were wrapped around his waist and he slammed himself into you and you cried loving it all.
You also loved giving him head in the shower. You took his length in your mouth. The parts you couldn’t take in your mouth you pumped the base with your hand. He’d moan and pull your hair. Hed release himself in your mouth, and you’d swallow it. You’d stand up licking your lips with a grin.
When Charlie couldn’t sleep, cockwarming always helped. You had offered it the first time he couldn’t.
“I cant sleep.” Charlie muttered into your ear.
“Would cockwarming help baby?” You asked turning to face him in bed.
He nodded, “Only if you’re okay with it.”
“If I wasn’t I wouldn’t have offered it Charlie.” He smiled pressing a kiss to your head. He slipped himself into your cunt. When you heard his even breathing you knew he had fallen asleep. With your head on his chest you agreed.
You loved how Charlie made love to you.
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thegreatwicked · 4 months
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Ok, so I have an idea... Yes, it's another WIP but hear me out!
I think Charlie Weasely is probably... how do you say? Smoking hot. And I'm pretty sure he rocks a man bun, so I was recently challenged to write a love interest for him so I made a character but being as I am SWAMPED with stories, I just need to know if anyone would be interested in this story aside from moi. So here's a little something I made up... I might write it anyway though. Lord, I have NEVER delved into the HP fandom before...
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In the aftermath of the Second Wizarding War, Charlie Weasley, the recluse of the Weasley family, delves into dragon rehabilitation in Romania. Renowned for his inclination toward dragons rather than people, he temporarily sets aside his parents' hopes of him settling down, seeking solace amidst his scaly companions.
Despite his intimate connection with the creatures, Charlie and his colleagues encounter an unprecedented challenge – dragons so deeply scarred by the war that the prospect of healing appears bleak. Relief comes from overseas in the form of Océane Laveau, an American witch possessing a natural talent for soothing magical creatures, aligning seamlessly with Charlie's own abilities. The dynamics of his secluded world undergo a transformation as Océane arrives, bringing her distinctive New Orleans drawl and voodoo-rich roots, injecting a new essence into the Romanian landscape.
As they collaborate to mend the wounds of the traumatized dragons, a profound connection blossoms. The dragons, renowned for their lifelong bonds, reflect the growing ties between the two humans committed to comprehending and mending them.
Amid the fiery journey of dragon rehabilitation, will Charlie and Océane recognize that their own sparks might be as undeniable as those illuminating the majestic creatures under their care?
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We can't stop there, bestie. Now I'm yearning for some harry potter au headcanons.
Also unrelated but I like to imagine that both Tommy and Jake got good grades, just by different means. Tommy understood concepts with relative ease and enjoyed learning whereas Jake was too determined/stubborn to let himself fail, especially when Tommy was doing so well (sibling logic) and so he worked hard to keep up even if he wasn't all that academically inclined. He would definitely cut corners where he could though don't get me wrong.
HAHA okay here I am for everyone's least serious headcanon asks. Ask me what dumbass shit the modern Sully's do, send me all your stupid omegaverse asks. Harry Potter au's and your insane, idk, fucking Maximum Ride au asks or some shit.
-When they were in Hogwarts, pure of heart dumb of ass Jake Sully was trying his fucking hardest to send his brother to an early grave doing stupid Quidditch tricks every day. I think you're right, he is a hard worker and he does get good grades. Listen, if you get the grade it doesn't matter how you got there even if you cheated a bit. He loves to go on long jogs around the grounds before his accident.
-Our man is determined to be an auror, and he spends the summer in a program for young 17 year old wizards going into the program.
-Jake is held back a year when he looses a leg in an accident involving dark magic. He's lucky to be alive, some others weren't. He comes back really disillusioned about the fucking wizard cops, really sullen, and really lost. Tommy graduated in the year he was gone and Jake had a long year of nothing to recover. And he can't do his favorite thing anymore which is fly.
-Neytiri moved to the school the last year and is now in Jake's year. She moved there because her mom is the new healer. Jake meets her on his first weekly check in about his leg, as she is there helping her mother in the Hospital Wing.
-When they are walking out together she tells him she's sorry about his leg. He says he doesn't mind the leg as much, he just wishes he could still fly. Neytiri says he doesn't know why he couldn't.
-That weekend she takes him into the forbidden forest and shows him the thestral, creatures he's never seen before, but after the incident where he lost his leg, he can. Neytiri's sister died in front of her, and she can see them as well.
-Cue a year of intense thestral flying lol, thestral racing, jEYTIRI ALWAYS FALL IN LOVE VIA FLYING. God I guess there should be a Top Gun au for them. I gotta fit flying into the modern au.
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somewhatstories · 2 years
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The Professor & Dragon Keeper
SMUT 18+ ! DO NOT INTERACT IF UNDER 18.
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Title: The Professor & Dragon Keeper
Pairing: Charlie Weasley / Original Female Character (Elowen)
Word Count: 1,084
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Charlie Weasley was reckless and quick. His career was too demanding to be slow and unsteady. He had not allowed himself to fall even steps behind the new Dragon keepers since they had been training at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. He had hardly taken a moment to himself since the new round of students had arrived- between training students, working with rehabilitated dragons, and other Dragon Keeper duties Charlie had hardly had a chance to catch his breath.
But Charlie Weasley was attentive in the privacy of his own tent at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. He had been working there nearing ten years- the anniversary was only getting closer.
It wasn’t unheard of for the long term Dragon Keeper to invite visitors along to his sanctuary. He had relished in the importance of the Dragon and had wanted to keep his knowledge going as much as he could. He had been frequently traveling to Hogwarts to meet Hagrid and aid in his care of magical creatures courses as well as he had expanded his own knowledge- which was where he met her .
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lifeofkaze · 6 months
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💜🌹
"You really think yourself so clever?"
This, finally, stopped Ava in her tracks. He expected her to turn around and unleash her cold, piercing fury on him but she never did. After a moment that felt like an eternity to Charlie, she picked up walking again. She walked away without looking back, snow crunching under her boots until she was well and truly out of his reach.
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jabean-fanfiction · 11 months
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I’ve been thinking about reposting my Hermione/Charlie fic that I deleted from ao3 months ago. It’s still a WIP, and I haven’t even looked at the half-finished chapter in months and months… and I honestly don’t really have any plan to update it any time soon. But…
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justtluffythings · 3 months
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HOME: Book 6 - CHAPTER SIX
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“Thank you for meeting with me today, Ms. Singer. I am looking forward to having this meeting with you.”
“Thanks, Professor. So am I.”
Veronica sat across from Professor Flitwick in his office after he had sent her an owl earlier in the week to set up a time for this Career Advice Meeting. It was meant to happen last year, but with everything that she had gone through, he thought it would be better to hold off. Besides, they both knew that there was no concern for her future; whatever her career goals were, she would be able to achieve them.
“So, tell me Ms. Singer, what do you aspire to do when you graduate from Hogwarts?”
“Well, actually Professor, I’ve always dreamt of teaching. I’ve always loved the idea of being so knowledgeable about a subject that you can teach it to others. As you know, that’s really the greatest test of one’s knowledge anyway. In my second year, I attempted to teach Charlie some advanced magic… with the Headmaster’s permission of course, and while he wasn’t able to get it in the end, I loved teaching him. I loved explaining the concepts to him and watching him learn. And in third year, I tried to teach those same concepts to another student, and it was fascinating to see my approach to the lessons change based on the person I was teaching. And it solidified in my mind that teaching is what I want to do. But I’m sure you know teaching jobs in the wizarding world are hard to come by as you professors tend to stay in your roles for quite a long time, so I don’t really have a backup plan.”
“Well, Ms. Singer, keep your grades up where they have been for the last five years and you won’t have to worry about your options. You’ll have very many backup plans. And anyway, I don’t think you’ll have to worry much about a backup plan, I think your plan A just might come to pass.” 
“What do you mean, Professor? Do you know something I don’t?” 
“Oh, don’t worry about it, Ms. Singer. You’ll find out soon enough.”
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“So what did he say when you asked what he meant?”
“He just told me not to worry about it, but how can I not worry? Especially after such a cryptic message like that!”
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fictional-addiction · 2 years
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why hello everyone
i assume if you're here, you're a harry potter fan. welcome to the family. we're best friends now :)
send me any requests, imagines, one shots, etc for any of the harry potter characters and/or marauders.
i will be posting a bunch of content soon, just busy fine-tuning the pieces, but in the meantime feel free to do what the paragraph above this one says
and if no one told you today, you are the most beautiful human being on earth, inside and out<3
have a great day/night loves
hufflepuffhaze
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kattlily · 2 years
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Someone: what is your body count?
Me: -26
Someone: minus twenty six?
Me: they’re fictional…
Someone:
Me:
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WIP Sneak Peek! Someone stole little Bernard’s spot
With a smile on his lips, he continued, this time unhurriedly, enjoying the sea air and the vivid colours of the countryside. After a few minutes, he knew he was approaching Cuskinny Beach and thought perhaps he could soak a little, just up to his knees, as he had more time than usual and would not be late home. He would even try to practice what he had learned in the forest to show his mother.
However, his plans took an unexpected turn when, as he faced the whole line of Cuskinny, he saw a girl sitting on the low wall separating the road from the small stretch of land leading to the sea. He slammed on the brakes.
The girl was facing him, sitting cross-legged in a brown dress that lent modesty to the slightly unbecoming posture. She looked Bernard’s age, but he couldn’t see her face. She was far away and also focused on something in front of her. Brown waves fell across her forehead despite her hair being in a braid. He got off the bike with a wrinkle between his eyebrows. This was his special place. No one ever went there, least of all the children, not even his siblings wanted to be there. They said it wasn’t a “real beach” because of the lack of sand. He gripped the handlebars and pulled it to his side with a determined stride as he approached the intruder.
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lace--space · 2 years
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Percy Weasley - Lovers
You felt trapped. You were at Bill’s and Fleur’s wedding and you felt trapped. Your breathing became labored and your vision started to blur. This was the perfect place for an attack by death eaters. You needed to get out of here. You stumbled your way through the guests, before someone grabbed your arm. 
“Y/N, are you okay?” It was Percy, always so caring. Your breathing became even faster.
“I need to get out of here.” You managed to splutter. 
“What’s going on, Y/N?”
“I think…-” You started, “I’m having a panic attack.” You slumped against a wall. 
“Here, sit down.” He helped you to the ground. He waved his wand and a brown paper bag appeared. 
“Breathe into this. It should slow your breathing down.” He rubbed your arm the whole time. As time went by you slowly noticed that your breathing became much calmer.
“There, you look a whole lot better, not so pale or breathing like you ran a marathon.” Percy said. 
“I just don’t know, Percy. This is a big gathering, what if we get attacked?”
“And what if we don’t, we miss an awesome party.” You smiled a little at him. 
“You know I’m a bad spellcaster, I wouldn’t be able to defend myself.” You were always way better at potions than spells. You even got a job at the apothecary. 
“I can stay with you, if that helps?” You took a moment to go over your options. Percy was a great spellcaster. He could protect you from the death eaters and dementors if they were to come. 
“Yeah.” You grabbed his hand. “Please.” He squeezed your hand in return. 
He stayed with you for the rest of the night. He even danced with you as you laughed at his moves. That was until everything went dark, all the lights went out and you had some trouble adjusting to the dark. First thing you did was grabbing around to find Percy’s hand. You held it tightly, letting him know that you were scared. 
It took only seconds from the lights going out to the first spell being cast. Percy pushed you behind him. Your wand hand shook out of fear. Lightning flashed all around the tent. Percy fought back hard along with his family. You stayed hidden behind Percy until one spell caught your attention. Avada Kedavra. And it was aimed right at Percy. 
“Stupefy!” You yelled out. The green veil got interrupted with your blue spell. Percy looked at you bewildered. 
“Look out!” You screamed. Percy immediately turned around and resumed fighting and defending. 
Minutes past where the room was continuously lit up by flashes. 
“Incendio!” One of the death eaters yelled at you. You could feel the burning sensation on your upper arm. You moaned out in pain. 
“You okay?” Percy asked.
“Yeah,” You breathed, “I’ll be fine.” You could still hear the continued sound of spells being yelled. 
And just like that, everything was silent. No death eater in sight. You looked around and you saw all the battered bodies of your friends and family. Then you looked at Percy. It took you a second to gather your thoughts, but then you ran to Percy and hugged him tightly. 
“You saved my life.” You whispered in his ear.
“You saved mine.” He whispered back. 
“Oh Percy, I can’t keep this in any longer.”
“What is it?” He questioned. 
“I’m in love with you, Percy. Have been for a long time.” A big grin spread across Percy’s face. 
“Really?”
“Yes.” You said firmly. 
Before you could react, Percy had pulled you closer to him by pulling on your waist. Your lips met in a fiercy kiss. You could just catch a breath before your lips met again. 
After your feverish make out session, you helpt around the tent, helped people who were wounded, you helped by setting tables and chairs upright. 
“How’s your arm?” Percy asked softly. His hand pointing to your upper arm. 
“Oh yeah,” You started, “I think your mother is getting something for that.” It looked quite gnarly, you hoped Molly would find something for you. 
It didn’t take long for Molly to come your way.
“Here, dear.” She huffed, a little out of breath from the walk. “Let’s put this on your arm.” You stretched out your arm so Molly could easily acces the burns. “I knew I had this stuff lying around.” She laughed. “Fred and George always made things explode.” You laughed along with her. “Thank you for helping out Molly.”  “Of course. A lover of one of my children is a child of my own.” You blushed at the statement.  
You wandered over to Percy, who was helping to take the tent down. “Hey, can I bother you for a second?” 
“Yes, sure.” You looked around nervously. 
“What is it?” Percy now getting nervous as well. 
“What are we?” You started, “Your mother called us lovers and I don’t know what to think about it.”
“Well.” He took a moment. “Aren’t we?”
“Lovers?”
“Yes, Lovers.” He was so cocky, totally different from the normal Percy. 
“I want you, YN. No one else. For yours I wanted you. And now I get the chance to be with you forever.
“Okay.” You said. 
“Okay?” 
“Yes, Okay. Let’s be lovers.” You said with a grin on your face. He once again pulled you close by the hips this time and roughly kissed you. A kiss that was a long time coming. A kiss that you both had waiting for for so long.
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iamjustfreak · 1 year
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I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you...
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violetica · 2 years
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“ ¡Listo! Una para ti y una para mí... ” anunció sosteniendo dos tarros de cerveza para tomar asiento frente a su hermano. Dibujó una suave sonrisita, llevaba apenas unos días en la ciudad y quería ponerse al corriente con la familia. Las cosas no andaban muy bien, lo sabía gracias al intercambio por medio de lechuzas; aun así podía empezar por algún punto de partida.  “ No me hagas quedar mal hoy, ¿o vas a mentirme diciendo que nunca has probado una de éstas? ”      ⭒ ♡ para @afftcrglow​​ ♡
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Torturous//bully!weasley twins x afab!reader
CW: mentions past bullying, reader is a hufflepuff and goes through puberty summer before 7th year. Later on, this story will contain dark content such as nonconsensual sex, abuse, and manipulation. Read at your own risk!
word count: 1k
Never in your life did you think you would turn into the young woman you were today. Sure, you weren’t as beautiful as your mother (although she would say differently), but you were impressed with how you filled out the summer before your last year at Hogwarts. It wasn’t unknown that you were a late bloomer, but better late than never, right?
Maybe you would even find yourself a boyfriend, you thought as you finished packing your suitcase. It was the night before you left home for school. You never got over the excitement of getting to finally see your friends again and your favorite professors.
With a squeal, you rolled into bed and coved the majority of your face. Staring up at your ceiling, a feeling of dread washed over you. The twins. How could you forget? The thought of your peaceful summer coming to an end made you sigh. They were your worst nightmare. That’s the one thing you were worried about and it was enough to even make you reconsider going this year. But alas, it was your last year. Just one more and you would be free from the tortures they put you through… forever.
You giggled softly as one of your friends pointed as Charlie, a cute boy in your house passed by your cart. He smiled at you and continued to make his way down the train. “You look good!” she said, wiggling her eyebrows. “I see your chest finally grew in,” her comment made you blush as you rolled your eyes. “Not as much as moms…. but I’m glad I finally look a little more my age,” you agreed, thoughts drifting back to Charlie. Maybe he would notice? You hoped.. he might even think you were cute and ask you on a date! I mean, you were both Hufflepuffs. The thought was enough to boost your confidence a little. A date with the cutest boy in your house, a girl could dream!
Your day dream was cut short by a hand snapping in front of your dazed face. “Wake up, love,” the deep voice spoke in your ear. You turned your head in horror to see the red head smirk. “Pleasure seeing you again, ay?” Fred teased and you scooted back towards the window. “Go away,” was all you managed to squeak out before he laughed. Winking at you, he followed his brother down the aisle. You grimaced.
“You have got to stand up for yourself this year! It’s bad enough you let them torment you, but this year will be different. You can’t let the bullying happen anymore, y/n….” but you weren’t listening to her, only thinking about how uncomfortable you felt with his face next to your head. It wasn't the first time Fred had gotten in your face, usually to spew nasty words at you, but it was the first time you felt a burn in your lower stomach. You weren’t sure what it was, maybe how much taller and muscular he was now or the fact that he finally got a much needed haircut, but the feeling slowly pooled up inside your underwear. “This year will be different for sure,” you mumbled as the train's horn shot through the air.
Later that night as you ate dinner after the sorting hat ceremony, your eyes drifted back over to where Fred and George were sitting. The both of them were laughing with some sixth-year Gryffindor; she was twirling her hair and giggling in between them. You almost felt jealous of her, but chalked it up to you never really catching the eye of any boy your age. Actually, the twins were the only ones who ever gave you any kind of attention. 'Just the shitty kind,' you grumbled to yourself. Deciding it would be smart to have an early night, so you left the Hufflepuff table and made your way to your common room.
The empty walls were cold and the air almost felt damp from the pouring rain outside. You shivered and hugged your arms around your freezing body, feeling the goosebumps littering your arms. It almost hurt; it felt like your body was in fight or flight by the way your heart was racing. You were actuall starting to get nervous as the feeli-
"Hello there,' a voice said in your left ear, making you quickly turn your head. Nothing. "Over here," it said again to your right. There they stood leaning against each other. "i'll say, y/n... you've grown," George chuckled and made a point to look at your chest. Fred snickered and walked forward taking a handful of your hair. "We missed you, love," he said using the nickname he's always called you. You rolled your eyes, "I'm sure you did, Fred, but now isn't the time." you tried to sound unintimidated, but you were sure they saw right past that.
Your hand came up to grab Fred's wrist, but George caught it before you could. "Watch yourself, we just wanted to say hello," he spoke sternly with amusement in his eyes. Fred tugged your hair a bit to the side before letting go. "George and I were bored all summer without little y/n to keep us company. I'm excited for all the fun the three of us will be having... especially now that you've finally grown into a young woman," he winked and the two of them made their way towards their common room, leaving you sweating despite the air's temperature.
Laying in bed that night you wondered what the twins had meant. Sure they messed with you every year, but something about their tone scared you even more than usual. What had you going through puberty have anything to do with it. You had a feeling they had something sinister planned, and with a gulp you rolled over and tucked the blanket up over your head. 'This year will be different. This year will be different,' you chanted over and over till you fell asleep while down in the Gryffindor common rooms, the twins smiled knowingly at each other. They finally had their toy back in their grasp, only they were going to end this year with a bang.
Thank you for reading! I'm excited to continue this story!! i’m having fun with it:)
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