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cloudybarnes · 5 months
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bad idea right?
Pairing: theodore nott x reader
Summary: after theo breaks up with you, he pledges to make things right and do anything necessary to win you back. however, you are determined to make him work if he wants to win you over again aka part two to new beginnings
Word Count: 2.3k
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a/n: LONG AWAITED PART TWO WOOHOOOO also this could be read as a solo instead of a part two if you really wanted, but here's part one in case you wanna read that as well ;)
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“Please don’t tell me you got back together with him!” Ginny groaned. She sat on the edge of your bed as Hermione braided your hair for the night. 
“No, I didn’t get back with him. I told him if he really wanted to prove it to me, then he could.” 
“So you’re thinking of getting back with him.” She said disapprovingly. Hermione chuckled from her seat in the bed behind you. She was working on doing dutch braids in your hair. 
“I think it’s fine, Gin,” Hermione said. “It’s not as if she’s going to jump back in bed with him.”
You waggled your eyebrows teasingly to Ginny. She gasped and swatted your shoulder. “That’s so not funny, (Y/N/N). Just because you think he’s sexy doesn’t mean you should get back with him.”
Theodore broke up with you very unexpectedly. He barely even had a reason for breaking up with you, which left you heartbroken and devastated. You were in bed for a few days, had a good cry, and then you were back. 
Theo had tried to mend the broken bond between your relationship, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to take him back that easily. Your ego was high, and you knew you would be kicking yourself if something like that happened again right when you took him back. 
“Don’t worry, Ginny. If he really wants me back, he’s gonna have to work for it. He knows that.”
“Alright,” Hermione said as she tied off the end of your hair. “All finished. Your hair’s gonna look so good tomorrow.”
“Theo better be drooling when you see him,” Ginny said, “if not, I’ll give him a different reason to drool.” She made a motion of punching her fists together, insinuating she would punch him in the mouth. 
You chuckled. “Hopefully there won’t be any blood drawn. I don’t think he’d really wanna go through all the trouble if it just got him a busted lip.”
“Oh no,” Ginny grinned, “it would be more than just a busted lip. I’ve got five brothers, I’m known to throw a mean punch or two.”
“Lights out girls!” The prefect yelled as she knocked on your bedroom door. 
Ginny rolled her eyes. “Alright, I’ll see you guys at breakfast. But for real, if Theo tries anything you know I’m right there for you.” 
You smiled, grateful to have a friend as awesome as her. “Yeah, Gin, I know. Thank you.” 
She smiled, “night guys.”
You two said your good nights as Hermione moved from your bed to her own. 
“What do you think he’ll do tomorrow?” You asked Hermione as she shut off the lights. You pulled the covers close to your body, waiting for her response. 
“I’m not sure,” she replied, getting comfy in her own bed. “Hopefully something sweet. He’s got a lot of making up to do if he wants to get back on our good side.”
You smiled softly, “yeah, you’re right. Night, ‘Mione.”
“Goodnight.”
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The next morning at breakfast, the owl dropped a letter in front of you.
“What’s that?” Ron asked, his mouth filled with food. 
Ginny slapped him on the shoulder. “Don’t talk with your mouth full. Honestly, you act like you were raised in a barn.”
“We were raised in the same house, you know.” He pointed. 
“What a shame that was,” she replied. 
You chuckled at their banter, and ripped open the seal on the letter. 
“What’s it say?” Hermione asked. 
You scanned over the words before you read them aloud. “It says,
(Y/N), 
I hope you know how much you mean to me. I was a fool to break things off with you. I only hope one day you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me. 
Forever yours,
Theo”.
“Forever yours?” Ginny squealed. “That is so romantic.” 
Hermione raised her brow quizzically. “Weren’t you the one telling her not to get back with him?”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “I can have mixed feelings about this. He breaks her heart but then he writes her a love letter. It’s got me confused, okay?” 
You chuckled. “I think it’s cute. It’s not gonna win me back, but it was an alright effort.”
“Oooh, what a burn,” Harry chuckled. “Poor bloke must’ve forgot how stubborn you are.”
You shook your head with a smile, “nah, he didn’t forget. If I know anything about Theo, he’s just getting started.”
“So, (Y/N/N),” Ron said, “do you want to get back with him or what’s going on with this?”
You shrugged. “I mean, obviously I still love him. It just sucks what he did and I don’t think he should be able to get off the hook that easily. He shouldn’t be forgiven for breaking my heart just because he writes a little letter.”
“I love you for that,” Ginny said as she nodded her head. 
“Hey, (Y/N/N).”
Looking behind you, you could see Enzo give a sheepish smile and a small wave. 
You grinned, “Hey Enzo, how are you? Sorry about yesterday, by the way, Theo’s a little crazy sometimes.”
He chuckled and awkwardly rubbed his hand through his hair. “Yeah, I’ve noticed. But, yeah, no, Theo and I are all good. He apologized last night and told me all about his plans to woo you.”
You chuckled with a roll of your eyes. “Go figure.” 
“Yeah,” he smiled, “anyway, I just wanted to come by and resume how we were before, you know, the whole break up thing, and drop off this book I think you’ll like.” 
Enzo pulls out a book from his satchel and hands it to you. 
“Coraline?” You asked as you flip it around and skim over the synopsis. 
“Yeah, it’s kind of spooky and psychological which I think you’ll really enjoy.”
You grinned up at him, “that’s perfect. Thank you, Enzo.” 
He sent a tight lipped smile, and nodded before turning away and walking back to the slytherin table. 
“I like Enzo,” Ginny said with a dreamy look on her face. 
You rolled your eyes with a smile. “Go get him then. He’s a sweetie.” 
“You guys and those Slytherin boys,” Ron shakes his head with a scoff. “Not even that cute, I’ll tell ya.”
“Oh, what?” Ginny asked sassily, “like you’re cute?”
“I think Ron’s cute,” Hermione winked at her boyfriend. 
“Ugh, barf,” Ginny said. 
The bell rang. You all stood to gather your things for first class. 
“We’ll see you guys later,” you smiled as Hermione and you walked out to your shared first class. 
“That was a pretty cute letter,” Hermione said as the two of you started walking down the hall. 
“Yeah, I think it was sweet, but like I said, he can’t win me back that eas-“
“Excuse me?” Someone tapped your shoulder. 
Stopping, you and Hermione turned to see a younger Slytherin boy, presumably a first year, standing before you. 
“Uh, yes?” You asked confused, “do you need help with something?”
“Um, Theodore says I have to carry your satchel and books for you.” The first year stood awkwardly. 
“Oh, uh, that’s okay, you really don’t have to.” You blushed, a little embarrassed that Theo would make a first year cater to you. 
“I have to.” He said adamantly. “Theodore said he’ll set me up with this hot girl I like if I carry your books for you.” 
Hermione snickered from next to you. You turned back to her, a bewildered smile on your face as you tried not to laugh.  
“Well,” you said as you handed the young boy your satchel. “I can’t be the one to stop your true love, now can I?”
The boy grinned as he held on to your satchel as well as his. 
“Theodore is crazy,” Hermione remarks as you continue walking to your next class. The boy followed behind the two of you all the way to your first period. 
As soon as your classroom came into view, you could see Theodore standing there with a bouquet of flowers in hand. He grinned a devilish thing as he saw you approach. 
“I’ll meet you in there,” Hermione said with a knowing smirk. 
You walked up to Theo. He was beautiful as ever, but even he knew that wouldn’t get him anywhere. 
“Hi (Y/N).” He smiled at you then turned to the kid. “I’ll take it from here. I’ll have my guys put in a good word with Maizy for you.”
The kid nodded his head and smiled as he ran off. 
Theo threw your satchel over his shoulder and held out the beautiful assortment of flowers towards you. “For you, to say I’m sorry for being a douchebag and an idiot and a stupid motherfucker. All in the words of Draco by the way. Never knew how much he liked us together.” 
You chuckled and grabbed the flowers out of Theo’s hand. “Thank you.”
He smiled and shoved his hands in his pockets. “So, have you thought about what I said yesterday?” 
You sighed. “Of course I’ve thought about it Theo. Just like I’ve thought about how much you broke my heart when you dumped me.”
“Okay, I deserved that.” 
You chuckled. “Yeah. Thank you for the flowers, Theo. And… I still care about you, I just need time to figure this all out. I can’t just forgive you that fast when you broke my heart, just  last week!”
Theo sighed, “I know. I know! Fuck! I know I fucked up, baby, but I am going to do everything I can to win you back. I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait as long as it takes, baby, I swear it to do. The boys are down my back yelling at me for how hard I screwed everything up. They think I’m stupid, and I think I’m stupid too for letting you go. I promise you, I will do everything it takes for you to trust me again, mi amore.”
Your eyes softened. Theo knew exactly how to make your heart soar. 
“Theo…” 
“No, baby,” he shook his head. “You take your time. I’m gonna be here whenever you decide if you want to forgive me or not. Hopefully you decide you do want to forgive me.” He chuckled awkwardly. 
You matched his awkward laugh. “Well, thanks again for the flowers. They’re very pretty.” 
Theo smiled and nodded before turning around and walking away. 
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Later that night, you sat in the library studying for your Herbology final. Ginny and Hermione offered to help you study, but you knew you’d be here too late to want to burden them. 
As you flipped through the pages of your herbology book, you tried your best to take down any notes that you thought would be important. 
Your stomach growled. 
“Knew that was inevitable.” 
When you looked up from your textbook, you could see Theo sheepishly smiling as he held two trays from the cafeteria. 
“What was?” You asked with a smile. You cleared some papers to make space for Theo to sit down. 
He grinned and placed the trays on the table as he took his seat next to you. 
“Knew you would forget to eat while you studied for this exam.” 
You chuckled and peered over to see what Theo brought you to eat. Ham, potatoes, and stuffing from the dining hall. 
“Thank you, Theo. That’s really sweet of you.” 
He slid a tray closer to you, and you eagerly picked up the provided fork and dug in. 
Theo chuckled as you scarfed down your food. “Pretty hungry?”
You nodded as you finished chewing. Theo smiled to himself and started to take a few bites of his potatoes. 
“You’re being awfully sweet to me, Theo.” 
“Haven't I always been sweet to you, darling?”
“Well, yes. But that was before.”
Theo sighed. “I know I screwed up royally. I’m trying to make up for my mistakes. I’m still the same boy I was just a few months ago. I had a lapse in judgment and that cost me the best thing in my life.”
You frowned. “Theo…”
“Don’t you miss me, (Y/N/N)?” Theo shifted to face you straight on. He nervously leaned forward on the table, staring into your eyes, waiting for your response. 
“…of course I miss you, Theo. How could I not? You’re everything to me, and I’m just so scared of something like that happening again.”
“(Y/N),” Theo started. He tentatively grabbed your hands in his. “I promise you, with everything in me, if you decide to take me back I will never hurt you or disappoint you ever again. You have my word mi amore.” 
You were conflicted. You miss Theo like crazy. You couldn’t help it. No matter what you said to your friends about him having to work hard for you, it tore you apart every time you saw him knowing you still weren’t together. You missed being his. 
“Okay,” you said. 
“Okay?” Theo’s face lit up. “You-you’re giving me another chance?”
“Yeah,” you softly smiled, “I miss my boy.”
Theo grinned and yanked you toward him, engulfing you in a hug—one you’ve been waiting days for. You missed him. You missed being held by him. 
You held around his neck tightly, scared to let go. You never realize how much you craved his touch when it was gone.  
Theo buried his face in your hair, breathing in your scent. “God, I’ve missed you.” 
You smiled and pulled back. Theo smiled back at you. Slowly, you leaned in and pressed your lips against his in a warm, longing kiss. Your hands rested on his cheeks, his on your waist as you kissed with all the love stored up between you. 
When he pulled away, Theo stayed close with his forehead rested against yours. “I promise you baby, I’m here for good.” 
“You better be.” 
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suugarbabe · 8 months
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I’m genuinely obsessed with your writing! You are so good and I adore the longer ones so please don’t apologise for them!!
Thank you so much for writing my George idea!! I was wondering if I could be cheeky and request a Fred one??
Maybe where instead of dying in the war, Fred is cursed and looses his memories and the reader feels broken that he doesn’t remember her.
He slowly starts remembering his family and stuff but she’s the last one to be remembered and she thinks it’s because he must not love her as much but really it’s because his brain gets too overwhelmed by the love he has for her and just kind of shuts down??
I don’t know but I love the angst haha
Okay so I LOVE this idea. However it may take me a hot minute to create. I know I always say this and then I think about it and just pump it out but I think this could be really good, maybe even split into a Fred series??
You know I love my Freddie boy & he deserves to have bloody lived damnit!
So, please hold patiently but it will be done nonny!
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hptheboywholived · 5 months
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bunk12bear · 2 years
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Death dosen’t discriminate
A loose continuation of my last Fred x reader story I have two more of these planed but don't worry they’re both fluffy. also as much as i hate to admit it JKR was kind of right about it being unrealistic for al the Weasleys to survive so sorry Arthur
the first friend Muggeborn! reader made in the wizarding world dies in her arm during the Battle of Hogwarts. Fred accompanies her to the funeral despite trying to deny his feelings for her
Freds Pov
Fred wasn't sure why he'd offered to do this: despite being friends with Y/N for years he didn't know her friend very well. He supposed it had been a heat of the moment thing, he'd always hated when his friends were upset and he'd always been impulsive, the offer to accompany Y/N to her friend's funeral had left his lips before he realized what he was saying. "It's because you're in loooove" a voice that sounds suspiciously like Ginny choruses from the back of his head. No, shut up, his inner dialogue shoots back her friend is dead dad's dead she has quidditch and completing her education to think about it's not time for romance.
" I mean neither was when she was about to go on the run from the Death Eaters but that didn't stop you from snogging her in the back of the shop" another voice responded sounding like George this time, " that was months ago things are different now Fred thinks back. " oh yeah sure, mind! George responds so you definitely were not staring at her when she got back from that game of pick-up quidditch after we'd all finished fixing the pitch. You know when she was sweaty and her hair was all messy and she was wearing that shirt that…" "no shut up that never happened I have no idea what you're talking about" 
Before the imaginary version of his twin could embarrass him any further Y/N appeared at her front door. She was wearing a simple black dress, tights and black Flats. She was wearing some makeup but even through it, you could tell how hard the last couple of weeks have been. Fred was hardly in a position to judge between his own tears over his father and the nights spent watching over his grieving mother with George he probably looks like s*** himself. She on the other hand was still very pretty despite the puffy bloodshot eyes.
" Hey, thanks for doing this, you know how much ( friend's name) meant to me. This is going to make things a bit easier. She places her hand forearm as he does his best to ignore the weird flipping in his stomach. 
"of course what are friends for" " yeah, friends" imaginary ginny teased
" Yeah, yeah," Y/n responded Fred pushed down the thought that she looked disappointed, "hey we should be there soon why didn't you grab my arm so I can apparate us to the venue." Continued with a look in her eyes he couldn't quite identify. Fred grabbed her arm and she stepped them back into her house just far enough that none of her muggle neighbors would notice that they had disappeared into thin air.
Reader pov
You're greeted by friends' name)’s parent as you get to the front door or the venue. Her mother was a wreck and her father looked as though he was about one second away from bursting into tears but mannaged to wrap you in a hug and shook Fred's hand thanking you both for coming. 
"Do you have her wand?"  her mother had asked her quiet and rough from crying.
You reached a hand into your bag and pulled out your friend's wand, you have been tasked with bringing it to the funeral, apparently a great honor in The Wizarding World.
You hand her  the wand she presses it to her forehead tears begin to slip down her cheeks. She gives  her daughter's wand one last look and hands it back to you
As you walk into the Earth the venue you see your friends right at the front you naturally pick up speed to greet them dissolving into a teary  group hug. Fred holds back letting you have your moment.
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Once you and your friends are done with your hug you all move to sit down. Fred drops into the seat next to yours and slips I'm around your shoulder. Despite your immense grief your heart picks up. You try immediately to shut it down desperately avoiding thinking about kissing him in the shop all those months ago. This is not the time to be thinking about these things oh, that was a perfectly platonic gesture and you're at your friend's funeral for fucksake besides his dad died and he had to focus on rebuilding the shop get better things to worry about than your romantic feelings for him.
You bury your face into the crook of his neck, feelings be damned having to ignore the fluttering in your chest was far better than staring at your friend's casket. You remember 7 years before being a terrified 11-year-old who would only known that you were a witch for all of a week shopping for your supplies at Diagon Alley with your ministry liaison. It was them that you meant friend's name, a bouncy enthusiastic fellow little witch girl who had happily taken you under her wing and show me all the important parts of Diagon Alley (according to an 11-year-old) with a sparkle in her eye and not a scrap of the Judgment you had already encountered from adults. It was odd, you had no idea that day that only 7 years later you'd have to watch that Sparkle leave her eyes forever as you cradled her in your arms during the interim at the Battle of Hogwarts.
Fred held you like that until the ceremony was about to start and even if you knew you were likely to get weird teasing about it from random old ladies after the service you didn't care. Fred was warm and smelled nice an odd mix of vanilla Pine and gunpowder that shouldn't have worked as well as it did.
It wasn't until the officiant got to the front and greeted the crowd that you untucked yourself from your cozy position and face forward, Fred's arm still wrapped around your shoulder
Fred’s  Pov
The ceremony was beautiful ( friend's name)'s parents gave speeches as well as one of Y/N's other friends, filled with fond memories, several of which he had heard during those long free hours out on the Hogwarts grounds over a lazy game of exploding snap.
once the speeches were over the officiant had called for her wand to be placed in her casket. Y/N slipped out from under his arm before standing a couple of feet from the casket. She and her friends assembled in a chain each taking a moment with the ones before handing it to the next one until they got to the end of the line or the last girl carefully placed the wand in  (friend's name)'s casket and crossed her hands over it.
In the seconds that preceded the room was completely silent except for the occasional quiet sniffle from one of the mourners.  Fred wanted to go up and comfort Y/N but she and her friends had gathered in a tight circle, heads bowed and gripping each other's hands tight. It just seems wrong to interrupt such an intimate moment of grief.
 When the officiant spoke up again they broke out of their huddle and joined friend's name parents and siblings in a circle around the now-closed casket. Different colored Jets of light erupted from each mourner's wands in turn as they went around the circle, each casting a different protective charm. 
Once the glow from the charms subsided y/n quietly slipped back to Fred’s side to begin the processional to where her friend would be buried.
Falling in step behind the casket Y/N slipped her hand into his and his stomach did the weird flip thing again. This doesn't mean anything Sure his heart was pounding as if he had just landed after one of Oliver Woods's particularly intense quidditch practices but this was just an intensely emotional situation and besides holding, hands can be platonic. They were at her friend's funeral she was just looking for a little bit of friendly comfort and he was providing it that's all, no romantic feelings here.
When they eventually reach the gravesite and begin to lower the casket into the ground Y/N that's her arms around one of Fred's and leans but once the weird flipping is intensified feeling like a particularly excitable swarm of Cornish Pixies had taken up residence inside his stomach.
they sat there like that right there without saying anything enjoying each other's presence until most of the funeral-goers had left. (Friend's name)’s close friends and family ended up sitting down just outside of the cemetery swapping stories about her. By the time they were done and everyone else had begun to return home the sun was setting N/n looked stunning in the soft warm light of the sunset that set her h/c hair aglow. In This Moment with a large genuine smile on her face and a sparkle in her e/c eyes he hadn't seen in weeks but had to admit it, he was still very much in love with her. He still didn't permit himself to say anything to her I'm acknowledging feelings aside and it was still not the time for a romance
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once-upon-an-imagine · 9 months
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Hi, hello! I hope you are doing fine and are happy! I got to know you from your Charlie Weasley fics and I wanted to hop in here!
Charlie had always seemed to me as someone chill most of the time, but when Bill or anyone mentions his s/o or crush, he would become sooo red that his siblings would make fun of him by teasing him how he gives lovesick smiles etc.
I was hoping to hear your thoughts and it would be amazing if you wrote something short and sweet!
Don't forget to take cate of yourself, love you😊🥰
hiiii, love! 😊😊 I hope you're having a great day today too! AHHH thank you so much for liking my Charlie stories! I love writing for him! oh my God! I love this plot so much! 🥰🥰🥰🥰 I feel like this is DEFINITELY something that would happen to Charlie! love you too! ❤️❤️
"Oi, Charlie, isn't that your girlfriend?" Bill asked, pointing your way in Diagon Alley.
"What? Charlie has a girlfriend?" George and Fred asked at the same time.
"I don't have a girlfriend!" he glared at them and then at Bill. "She's not my girlfriend!"
"Oh, but you know who I'm talking about" Bill smirked as Ginny giggled being carried on her oldest brother's back.
"Are you sure? Your face is turning red" she chuckled.
"Ginny!"
"They're not wrong" Percy pointed out. "You talk about her non-stop, and the two of you are practically glued together when in school-"
"That is not true!"
"She's coming this way!" Ron alerted him.
"Charlie?" you asked, smiling. You recognized Bill, Percy and you could never not notice the twins. "Hi, I thought that was you" you said walking over to him and hugging him.
"H-hi, love" he said, hugging you and kissing your cheek, trying his best to ignore, Bill's smirk. "F-fancy meeting you here" he stuttered.
"Yeah, it was a bit hard to miss all the redheads" you chuckled. "Hi, Bill, Percy" you nodded their way. "George, Fred" you told them. "And I don't believe I know you two" you said, looking at Ginny and Ron.
"Oh, right" Bill said. "This is Ron, he's starting next year" he informed you. "And this little rascal is Ginny" he told you.
"You're really pretty" Ginny smiled at you, making you feel your cheeks burning.
"Oh, thank you! So are you" you smiled.
"Are you Charlie's girlfriend?"
"RON!"
"Oh, um- n-no" you chuckled, nervously. "We're just f-friends" you explained.
"Um, guys, why don't we go find mum and dad" Bill said, pulling Ron along with him.
"But we wanna stay-" the twins started.
"NOW!" Bill instructed, making all of them follow the oldest Weasly and leaving you and Charlie alone.
"Sorry about that" Charlie said, with his face still flushed.
"It's alright" you insisted. "Your family is awesome" you told him.
"Live with them for eighteen years and then get back to me" he said. "Hey, um... would you maybe like to uh- I don't know, go get some ice cream or something? Sometime?" he asked, nervously, placing his hand on the back of his neck.
"Well, I'm not doing anything right now" you told him.
"R-really?" he chuckled, feeling releived.
"Yeah" you said, as he held your hand and walked you in the opposite direction of his family.
"Mate, see? Now they're going to get ice cream. Without us!" Ron complained to Bill.
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reality-exodus · 4 days
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Rebirth p.1
Pairing: George weasly x reader Word count: 1884 Summary: Y/N's pregnancy is something she realises late, as she attempts to speak to George, he has to go on the battle of the seven Potters.
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It had been a crazy year Therefore actually living during the second wizarding world was something else. Both my parents were members of the order, and after Dumbledore’s murder everything seemed to be chaotically bad. They had a plan to lure the Death Eaters to Harry without sacrificing him. I was an exceptional potioneer or a more fun Snape as George always mocks me.  I was fixing the last parts of the poly juice potion when my boyfriend entered and hugged me from the behind causing me to jolt.
“George!” I exclaimed and he kissed my cheek before letting go. “I will ruin the whole thing!” I shouted at him. Truth be told I disliked the plan. Both him and I were to participate therefore I stepped back- I couldn’t handle it at that point felt as if I should stay back Molly and Ginny shouldn’t be left unguarded. Other than that I had the worse feeling ever and it drove me sick.
“Excuse you- I cannot seem to not hug you when I see you.” His voice stroked my ears as he sat next to my working bench. Before I could reply he gagged. “How can you stand the smell?” He asked me and I chuckled.
“Numbing spell. I don’t feel anything.” I smiled at him adding the hair Harry gave me. Then added the stinky green slimed potion into seven vials.
“Smart girl, But I prefer when you make art. How am I supposed to drink that?” He asked me, his tone whiny therefore he landed me back on reality. My hand shook lightly as I was pouring it on the vials. My expression shifted almost too immediately at the mention of the situation.
“Hey hey- Y/N what- what is it?” He asked me his frown matching mine. He removed the small cauldron and the vial from my grip, my hands were shaking.
“I really don’t want you to go-.” I sighed and looked elsewhere. “I am sorry, I don’t mean to discourage you- I should’ve been used to it by now, mom and dad always go…” I explained but felt awful for bringing it up like that. He shouldn’t worry about me or a potential failure.
“Y/N, you are not discouraging me- you know me better than this.” George chuckled and pulled me close to him. “Everything will be okay.” He smiled at me, his smile was always suing bad thoughts away, stress and angst as well. George is aware of my difficulties on this spot, my parents often had missions assigned to them by the order that had them in jeopardy, countless nights I spent for a letter that they are alive. George was always staying up with me.
“I wanted to tell you something- Something about us-.” I sighed and looked at him, my whole body went numb and this time it was not the spell. But the goddamn voice of Madeye whining was heard.
“You will tell me once I get back.” George spoke, he stroked my cheek caringly. “Because I will always get back to you.” He spoke before pulling me for a kiss. I kissed him back, my lips hugging his. Usually it was the other way around- My passion made him chuckle lightly.
“Y/N your mother said you were the quickest.” He exclaimed, he was my mother’s mentor and my father’s as well. Now he wanted to be mine as well therefore I have a better chemistry with Remus Lupin.
“Am I not? I did make a potion for seven that takes three months in 20 hours… I’d call that lightning speed.” I spoke and offered the vials to Fleur, then to Ron, Fred, Hermione, Madeye who looked at it judgementally.
“It smells.” Alastor commented and I smiled.
“I may or may have not put the hair of a goblin in it…” I spoke before I moved to George and gave it to him my expression shifting from joyful.
“I’ll bring him back to you in one piece.” Remus spoke, his hand squeezing my shoulder assuringly as everyone was changing. He pulled me further. “Are you feeling well? You seem a bit pale.” He commented.
“I am awake two days… it’s the exhaustion.” I attempted to assure him but Remus only shook his head.
“Heightened senses.”  Was all he said before returning back to the seven potters were standing in the middle of the room, he didn’t let me ask him though I knew he was aware of my current condition. I choked a laugh as Fleur was taking off her bra that wasn’t fit on Harry’s broad chest. Suddenly a potter grabbed my waist and kissed me. I let out a laugh.
“Now I cant tell who is Fred and who is you… You are identical.” I chuckled practically hugging Harry Potter.
“I am still prettier” Harry- Fred spoke up making me and George laugh.
“You wish” George chuckled, he was still holding me close to him but it wasn’t the same. I was literally kissing his sister’s boyfriend. Awkward.
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The time passed- it was slowly moving on I was with Ginny in her room, she was reading to me a muggle book her father found and my eyelids went heavy, I hadn’t slept in some days, it wasn’t healthy and I had to be healthy these days. It was like a dream I was watching from afar. Voices- panicked voices. I woke up, reality hitting me hard once again- Someone was back. I launched my self downstairs to see Remus pointing his wand at Harry.
“Remus! What-?” I was to ask but then saw George- His head- he was bleeding “Oh my-…” I rushed and kneeled next to the sofa. He was white as sheet with Molly above him. His ghostly gaze looked up at me and his lips curved into a small smile that didn’t last more than two seconds. I could tell his eye lids felt heavy. He didn’t have the strength to move his gaze. I held his hand in mine but his fingers shifted cupping my hand instead. I teared up stroking his head slowly to take a look at the wound- I sobbed at the severity.
“Sssh” he shushed me that was all I need to keep my weeping silent. The last thing he needed was my sentimentalities. Remus placed his hand on my shoulder pulling me backwards lightly.
“There’s that spell on one of books of Snape-.” I turned to Harry. “This was a sectumsemptra-.” I sobbed the counter curse. Remus seemed thoughtful and Harry stunned. I felt the frustration boiling my blood. “And- and until then he needs the Anticeptic potion-.” I spoke, my voice was shaking and I sobbed. Once I turned around I saw Fred and Mr. Weasly. I didn’t realize they were back.
“How are you feeling Georgie?” Fred was asking, his hand shaking as well as he stroked George’s head. I was right behind him touching his shoulder. His gaze looking up at me before he made space for me too. I kneeled next to him.
“Saint like.” Georgie spoke and I got confused and looked at Fred.
“Come again?” Fred asked with a frown.
“I’m holey, Holey Fred.” Geroge chuckled weakly. I laughed getting his humor almost too immediately, his fingers waving lightly as I placed my hand to the spot they belonged. In his.
“The wole wide world of ear related humor and you go for ‘I am holey’? Pathetic.” Fred spoke, his lips crept in a smile and I couldn’t help but laugh. I admired their relationship- more than anything. It was so unique and pretty.
“Mad-eyes dead.” I heard- it was Bill- his gaze blank.
I covered my mouth removing my hand from George’s. I stood up almost immediately getting lightheaded. Fred got me before anything would happen further, unfortunately George saw it- he tried moving.
“Hey no -no” I exclaimed “I’ll get some air and make the potion alright?” I asked him- I didn’t bother hiding my tears anymore. It would be unnatural he knew me too well.
“Fred” George spoke his twins name and Fred knew exactly what his brother wanted him to do. He stood up holding my forearm for security as he escorted me out. Once we were out I let out a loud sob letting the bottled up sentiments out.
“Hey- hey” Fred pulled me in a hug. “He will be alright.” He assured me, rubbing my back in a soothing way. I hugged him too. He was the most important person to both our lives.
“Its- I wanted to tell him- And now I cant he is so injured- But I will not be able to live if he doesn’t know- if he never learns.” I babbled out between sobs, my tears were rivers streaming down my face- I stumbled- leaning against Fred’s physique.
“Easy Y/N!” he exclaimed as he kneeled down assisting me to sit on the grass. “Tell him what- He will live- he cant not do that.” Fred assured me- or more like attempted to do sofor both me and him.
“I tried telling him before you all left and he said I should tell him once he comes back. I had a bad feeling and it became real-.” I sobbed trying to unriddle what was so important what was panicking me.
“What are you talking about?” he asked me, I was shaking and he placed his coat on my shoulders and I hugged closer to me to get warmer.
“I am pregnant Fred! And he doesn’t know.” I exclaimed with a sob- “And now he is dying- he is bleeding out and we don’t even know the assessment of the wound and- I am not calm enough to do that-.” my overthinking habit was audibly taking over.
“You- you are- Y/N you need to calm down- not for you or George- but for the tiny creature here.” Fred assured me guiding me to take deep breaths. “Who else knows??”he asked me.
“Lupin understood- heightened senses.” I revealed my hand subcounciously to my belly. I had gained weight already but no one seemed to notice and  I only found out two days ago before all these started.
“He will be alright okay? How about you tell me the herbs you need for that potion-.” Fred spoke, I could tell his panic rising.
“You know of herbology?” i asked with a slight chuckle, I was wiping my tears with my sleeve as I took the hand he offered to stand up.
“For your information, I know more than I let on.” Fred smiled as I started mentioning our years at Hogwarts.
Hey there
this ones a bit out of the blue as i rewatched some of the movies. I hope you liked it, it is uneditted and unprocessed. There will be one more part of this one shot soon to be uploaded.
Please let me know your opinion, it is always useful and appreciated to hear comments and remarks readers may have.
yours, Silvermist
PS/ I would gladly accept requests of harry potter you may have, send me a message or comment your request. I would gladly write about it.
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OMG OR WHAT ABOUT WEASLY TWINS WITH AUTISTIC READER LIKE YOY NEVER SEE THE READER WITHOIT THE TWINS OR THE TWINS WITHOUT THE READER HOW CUTE OMG
FOR FUCKS SAKE HELL YEAH
George always covering your ears when something is too loud (that something is Fred). Tucking you away in some corners of their shop as you cry your overwhelmness away as you lay your head on his lap.
Fred also being the only one who will support your stims. Don’t get me wrong, George will too, but Fred is gonna start jumping with you, clapping with you or twirling with you.
George is the one who calms you down and Fred is the one who makes you be like in zoomies all the time.
George and Fred listing to your rambling about dragons that they will eventually start calling you Dragon.
Almost dying from happiness when they have a trip with you to visit Charlie to Romania.
They never saw you so enthusiastic and bubbly as much as you talked to Charlie.
Fred and George giving you a job and their shop when you’re not able to find a stable one. You do basically whatever you want. From cashier to just be stuck in one section that is interesting you right now.
It can also be you bundled up in your bed and drawing some designs for them.
Fred lives with Angelina, which you and George somehow drifted to each other, living together above the shop.
George and you created a proper routine for you. So you could finally avoid overwhelmness and meltdowns and finally getting some proper sleeping routine.
George hinting very hard on you, but you being very oblivious to his flirting.
Even when the shop is big, your apartment is small, both of you agreed not to use the extension charm.
George always cooked dinner for the both of you, helping you with your night routine. Putting dim soft lights on.
George always leaves his bed light on, in case you’ll have a nightmare and you will want him comfort.
And you do, always creeping into his bed and searching for a comfort in his arms.
He even changes his bedsheets to the material you love!
Even after school, you’re always by their side and they’re by yours.
Maybe George will tell you how he feels about you, but he’s gonna try and give you another hint.
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hello!!! i think i got close to shifting the night!!! for the last 3 nights ive been trying some methods whether it be stuff i found on tumblr or guides methods on spotify. but none of them seems to be my thing, as after a while i get real awake and struggle to fall asleep as well as get bored. last night i decided to simply listen to powerful shifting subliminals before sleeping and during it. the day before i had read that i don't actually need a method or anything just simply my intention would be enough and ngl i'm a bit lazy but i just wanna wake up in my dr so bad🙏🙏 during it i said some affirmations then slept but woke up afterwards(it was a 2 hour video) and i couldn't sleep back. people in the comments were saying they have shifted to this regardless of if they have used a method or not. i laid awake for like 20 mins and then finnaly decide to close to video when there was like 10 mins before it was gonna end and decided to do some stuff to make me sleepy(it was 3 am) i don't really have a script but only something that is for security. i merely imagined things in my head, even something big as who my friends gonna be, where i will live etc or just said then simply in my mind, unable to find something for them and just see them once i'm in my dr. i hope this is enough?? bc im really not good at visualizing i can only think of certain actions happening that's why i hate methods too i'm unable to do them properly. anyway when i was finnaly sleepy,i found a powerful subliminal on spotify that is 1 hour long, simply said stuff like "i am in my dr, i will wake up in my dr, i have the intention to wake up in my dr" a couple times and tried to imagine myself sleeping there. the thing is i didn't change almost anything about myself so since it's very much the same as me now i cannot see my dr self any different than me. nevertheless, very close to me falling asleep, i felt like i was my dr self!! kept my eyes closed, i didn't feel anything physical but only felt as if i was truly in my dr sleeping there. and i had such a blank dream, literally no one or anything, just pitch black where i felt myself as if i was my dr self again. unfortunately i woke up here but i think this is a big sign?? and just one more little thing,, as i said i didn't script but i want some very general event to happen such as getting into the school i want, getting married, going on vacations etc but i don't really have a visualtion of my mind but rather things that will happen there, thats enough for them to happen write? i really don't like writing scripts if anything ill just add there. anyway, so sorry for writing such a long paragraph and i hope i made sense(english isn't my first language😖) and can you guide me a bit!! have a lovely dayyyyy<33
HELLO! AND CONGRATULATION, LITTLE STAR!
I'm so excited for you! And yes, it is a big sign that you are shifting! I'm so happy that you shared this great achievement with me! 🥺
Btw tho! To answer your questions! You don't have to write it for it to happen; intentions are powerful!
As you saw last night, our intentions are enough to let things happen! If you want to check if they happen, if you have a specific scene in mind, I suggest you have a list with a keyword connected to that scene so when it happens, you will know!
Ex: I want Fred Weasly to ask me out on a date. Keyword: date night scene.
Some general things I can suggest you do are: use YouTube instead of Spotify. On YouTube, you will find 10-hour-long videos with affirmations and non-affirmations.
I use brown sounds to fall asleep, but I found 10 hours of subliminals about abondance. I dont see why there could not be a subliminal for shifting.
BTW, keep going like this! You are not forced to use a method, and for sure, you don't need one because you are powerful enough to do it! I will be here! I am waiting to know your progress and celebrate your achievements with you.
Congratulations again, darling!
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verybadatwriting · 1 year
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A Strange Pair
Lestrange!ReaderXFred Weasley
Summary: Fred Weasly and Y/n Lestrange make things work, despite the familial differences
Warnings: Descriptions of reader’s hair, unsupportive parents, abusive parents, probably mentions of mass genocide, bad eating habits/food scarcity, nightmares, dislike of self (specifically hair)
Notes: Your dad in this story looks just like you do in real life, I just wanna make it abundantly clear that you look like you. IDK if I’m explaining it right. I tried to keep it gn, as usual.
Part 2
Gn!reader
Word count: 3,547
In all but two ways, you looked like your father. Same skin, eyes, everything. The two things that didn't line up, and that people always immediately noticed, was that you had your mother’s smile and her hair. Thick, curly, and quite untamable. Since your first year at Hogwarts, you’d been told both were too reminiscent of her.
Many people had serious grudges against your parents, especially your mother. That was completely understandable. You had never really liked her. Or maybe you loved her. Sometimes even you didn’t know. There were times when she was a monster, and others where she wasn’t quite loving, but better than the monster. It didn’t make sense, to you or to anyone else. 
Outsiders thought you would be just like her. A monster. Teachers included. All the (secretly) loyal Death Eaters thought you were too soft and not at all like the woman they’d fought alongside, and who had gained the Dark Lord’s attention. In your own family that was the sentiment. Not good enough. Too soft. Not Slytherin Enough.
When you were a toddler, you’d made the mistake of asking if she loved you.
“No.” She had replied simply, then elaborated, “You’re my flesh and bone. Even that’s not enough to make up for your nature. Additionally, love is a distraction. A distraction from the one thing that truly matters…” 
You’d run crying to your father, who simply told you that’s the way she was. That was the last time you cried. Later that day, you were sitting with your aunt Narssissa and her newborn son. As you listened to her baby-talk to him, you started to resent your mother. You once overheard her say she expected you to be one of the small burned marks on the Black Family Tree. 
That resent didn’t pass during the war, or your parent’s sentencing for the torture of the Longbottoms, it only grew. For four years you lived with the Malfoys. Draco saw you as an older sibling, and you saw him as a tragically misguided child. In those four years you became disillusioned with the Death Eaters, mainly after more research into the attack on the Longbottoms. 
During your first two years at Hogwarts you befriended the Weasley twins, who were in the same year as you. Fred liked you and vice versa, and by your fifth year you were a couple. His mom didn’t approve, and you doubted your mother would either. You didn’t care, nor did he.
The outside observer couldn't fathom why you were together, you seemed like complete opposites. He was the life of the party, from a big family that fought on the right side of the war. In fact, the only thing you seemed to have in common was the nack for getting into trouble, especially with that wretched new pink-clad teacher. Umbridge.
You knew of the twin’s plan to set off fireworks and start a shop. The night before they enacted it, you and Fred were cuddled up on a couch in the Gryffindor common room, late at night. George sat across from you two.
“And then we’ll make our grand exit!” Fred said.
“Along with dropping fliers for our store.” George said.
“I think that Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes will be the most popular shop in Diagon Alley.” You said.
“At least among trouble-making youngsters.” George added. You three chuckled for a moment.
“Where are you going for the holidays?” You asked.
“We’ll probably stop by our mum’s house.” Fred said, “Unless she completely flips out about us deserting school and disowns us.” He realized what he’d said and sucked in a quick breath. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” You said, “I don't think your mom would do something like that. Setting off a few hundred fireworks and leaving school isn’t the worst thing you two have done.” 
The twins laughed, and made sure not to be too loud. You were not supposed to be in their common room and someone finding out about the three of you meeting would have had disastrous consequences.
Around midnight George turned in for the night, and advised you and Fred to do the same.
“We will.” Fred said, “Just a few more minutes.” George went up the stairs, leaving Fred and you curled up on the couch together. After a few moments of silence, you spoke.
“If you and George want to stop by over Christmas…” You said, “Here’s where to find me.” You pulled away slightly to scribble down an address on a slip of paper and handed it to him along with an envelope with a key in it.
“It’s not the biggest apartment, but there’s enough room for three.”
“Thanks, love.” He kissed the crown of your head, “We really should get to bed, George and I need to be rested up.”
“I’m gonna miss you, Freddie.” You said.
“I will too.” He echoed, “Now that I have this,” He waved the slip of paper, “We’ll be seeing eachother often.”
The next few months flew by, like the twins had flown from Umbridge. You kept your head down at Hogwarts, and worked hard. Fred and George often sent letters, and you sent many as well. Over the summer, the letters were filled with invitations to visit them. Sadly, you had to decline. You were working your butt off to keep your apartment. Rent had gone up drastically.
You and your cat lived in an apartment in the Muggle side of London over the breaks. It was pretty nice, although strangely shaped. The entryway had a bedroom on the right, then it opened into a kitchen/living/dining room with windows. If you continued going forward from the door, the wall curved to the right ever so slightly, the bathroom’s on your left, and at the end of the hall is a second, smaller, bedroom.
It was always empty. It had furniture, chairs, beds, and such. All you brought with you each visit was a single suitcase enchanted against water, fire, and anything else you and Dumbledore could think of. That contained all your documents, money, a few prized possessions, and photos.
You had to save up enough to send rent while you were at Hogwarts, so that you could move back in during the breaks. All summer you worked tirelessly. Fred’s letters were what kept you going.
A lonely school year started in September 1996. After what felt like an eternity of studying and ignoring Umbridge, Winter Break finally rolled around. You briefly made eye contact with Mrs. Weasley on Platform 9 ¾. She glared at you, and you continued on your way.
You went home to your apartment, with arrangements to start work the next day. All you could do was head to bed. The next morning you woke up at five thirty to get to work. By six you were out the door. 
Six to six forty was commuting. Very different from Hogwarts, where you often didn’t have to leave the building. Crammed into the Tube, you didn’t even get a seat. After a hellish morning commute you got to the cheap chain restaurant you worked at every break.
Over your lunch break your boss pulled you aside.
“Hi Y/n.” He said, “It’s lovely to have you back, such a hard worker… Anyway! We’re cutting your hours.”
“What.” You said.
“We’ve learned to manage well enough without you.”
“Sir, we had an agreement.”
“I know…” He said, “Things change, plus we never signed anything official. I can still get you some hours, but they’ll be at odd times. Not enough people are signed up for the midnight to seven for tomorrow. I can get you that shift for sure and you’ll get at least seven hours a day.”
Somehow managing to not flip out at your manager, you politely nodded.
“Does today’s shift have the usual times?”
“Yes, you’ll get off at four.” He said, “Speaking of which, get to work.”
 
Hours later, after changing out of your slightly greasy uniform and folding it in the bottom of your bag, you left work to do two things. Get food for the week, and see if there was any way to make some more money. If you only got seven hours going forward there was no way you’d be able to keep the apartment.
Six pm rolled around and you walked into your apartment. You’d had no luck with getting a second job, especially since your availability during the school year was nonexistent. You did pick up a few packs of instant noodles and some cat food. At least your pet would be happy.
Turning the handle, your cat acknowledged you by lifting her head.
“Thanks for the warm welcome.” You said, “I brought dinner for you. It looks like it’s just us. Again.” You opened the food and plonked a bit in her bowl. While she ate, you thought about making a packet of the noodles, and decided against it. 
For all his failings, your manager was always alright with the workers sneaking a sandwich every now and then. You’d just eat in six hours when you got to work. That would have to do. You crawled into bed to sleep for a few hours.
Something woke you up. It was the sound of someone trying to navigate somewhere without being too loud. There was a knock at your bedroom door.
“Hey? Y/n?” A familiar voice said.
“What if we have the wrong house?” Said another.
“Then the key wouldn’t have worked, George.” Said Fred, “I thought my twin would be a bit smarter. Honestly.”
“Freddie?” You asked, opening the door.
“The one and only.” The two of you embraced in a kiss and stayed like that for a moment. Then you heard George bumbling around in the kitchen.
“Oh Merlin.” You sighed, “What on earth is your brother doing?”
“I don’t know.” Fred said, “Do we want to go find out?”
Turns out he was cooking. 
“Hi Y/n!” He said, “I’m making dinner. This fellow,” He motioned to Fred, “Was so set on getting here as soon as possible that he didn’t let us stop to eat! I’m making some for you too.”
“Oh George.” You said, “It’s fine, I’ll eat when I go to work.”
“That’s hours away!” He protested. “Do you just not like my cooking?”
“Fine.” You said, jokingly angry. “I’ll join you, but I’ve got to get to bed soon.”
“Why?” Fred teased, “Got a hot date?”
“No!” You guffawed, “I got the late shift at work. It starts at midnight.”
“Aw, I’m sorry, love.” He said.
“Y/n,” George said, “I suggest you get some rest. It’s nearly ten thirty right now and, with all due respect, you need some sleep.”
“Jeez, I look that bad?” You chuckled.
“Georgie,” Fred said, “I’m gonna go make sure they actually sleep.” He slung his arm around your shoulder. A few moments later, you were snuggled in bed together. He was the big spoon, and had one arm looped around your waist while the other served as a pillow. Silence settled for a while.
“Your hair’s in my mouth.” He said. This happened a lot when you were the little spoon. Another reason to hate your hair. You adjusted a little and that fixed it. As Fred was drifting off to sleep, he murmured something.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Freddie.”
Eleven thirty came about, and your alarm woke you up. Quietly, you tried to remove Fred’s arm and slip away without waking him up. You were unsuccessful. 
“Hmm?” He tightened his arm, “What’s going on?”
“I’m just going to work,” You yawned, exhausted.
“Do you have to?”
“Yes,” You replied, still gently trying to move his arm. “It’s how I can afford to keep this apartment.”
“Do you have to?”
“Do I have to keep my apartment?”
“Yeah.” He sleepily nodded.
“Fred,” You sighed, “It’s where I live.”
“I know, but that could change.”
“Where else would I go?”
“George and I have an apartment, a lot like this one, right above our shop.” He said, “There’s only two beds, but personally, I wouldn’t mind sharing with you.” You thought for a moment, not quite sure if this was the ramblings of a sleepyhead who wanted more cuddles, or if Fred was serious.
“Well.” You said, “My boss will wonder where I am.”
“Just call and say you’re sick.” He yawned, “Or say there’s a family emergency.”
“I suppose that could work. Either way, I have to get out of bed.” Reluctantly, Fred lifted his arm. Within minutes you were back, and snuggled next to him again.
Fred awoke to you suddenly sitting bolt-upright, soaked in sweat and looking really shaken up. He sat up next to you, and slowly took your hands in his.
“Hey Y/n.” He said, “You’re okay. You’re safe.” Your initial instinct was to pull away, until the more rational side of your brain took over and you remembered that Fred wasn’t a threat. 
“It’s okay,” He repeated, “Can you take some deep breaths, love? There you go. Good job.” You leaned onto him, relieved to have some form of comfort.
“Do you wanna talk about it, or lie back down?” He asked quietly.
“I don’t know.” You whispered.
“That’s alright.” He soothed, “We can stay like this.” And you did. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around you until you were ready to talk about the nightmare.
“It was… Well not quite a flashback,” You said, “I was there again. The cold walls. The firelight. Everything was the exact same…” You trailed off.
“Same as when?” Fred asked.
“Same as it was the first time.” You replied. This only slightly confused Fred, you had mentioned the ‘times’ a whole lot, although you never went into detail. This time, you told him all of it.
“I was an infant.” You continued, “Crying simply because that’s what babies do. That demon – my mother – used Crucio on me.” 
Fred sucked in an involuntary sharp breath.
“I eventually learned to stop crying. For good.”
“Oh God…” Fred said, “Y/n. I’m…” He trailed off and hoped his message would get through as he pressed a kiss to your head. 
“Thanks.” You said, “Let’s lie down now.”
“Of course.”
You awoke late in the morning. At first you panicked, thinking you’d drastically overslept, but then you felt Fred next to you and remembered it was alright. George was cooking breakfast, and when he heard the two of you waking up he poked his head in.
“Morning love birds,” He said, “What do you want to eat?”
“Uh,” You said, “I don’t have anything here. Just a few instant ramen packets.”
“Psh,” George said, “Silly of you to assume we didn’t bring food. I suggest you have pancakes, there’s some from the first batch on the table.” He left the room.
Throughout the day Fred insisted you relax. You found out he was completely serious about inviting you to live with them. In the afternoon, you contacted your boss to say you were moving. He threw a hissy fit because you gave such short notice.
“Well, sir,” You replied, “You seemed to be getting along just fine without me. I had the option to completely ghost you and never speak to you again. I’ll be there to return my uniform later today.” And then hung up the phone. 
“Freddie?” You said, “I need to make a quick run to work and drop off my uniform, wanna come?”
“Of course.” He said, “Is George joining us?”
“Only if he wants.”
The three of you walked down to the nearest Tube station. You bought the twins their own cards, and showed them how they worked. Unlike your usual commutes, this Tube trip was enjoyable. Fred and George were amazed at the underground trains, and how scanning a flimsy piece of paper caused the turnstiles to open. 
That night you called the Knight Bus to get to Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes. On the ride you discussed their plans for Christmas. Their mom had invited them over Christmas Day. The only reason they weren’t there right now is because they were waiting for a reply. 
“Why do you need a reply from her?” You asked, “You’ve already been invited.”
“I wanted to know if you could come with us.” Fred said. “I expect there’s a letter waiting patiently for us back home.” 
Sure enough, there was a letter carefully slid underneath the door. It was from Mrs. Weasley, who begrudgingly extended the invitation to you.
‘If it is necessary for the Lestrange child to come too, I suppose it’s alright.’ She went on to threaten you with bodily harm if you stepped a foot out of line. After reading the letter, Fred lead you to his room. Or rather, your shared room. 
He showed you an empty bureau you could put your stuff in. To his surprise, you only had two extra shirts and pants. It didn’t even fill a single drawer. Later that evening, the three of you used the floo network to travel to the Burrow. 
Polite conversation filled the rooms. Mr. Weasley was very interested in the Muggle world, and was thoroughly enjoying listening to you, Fred, and George explain the underground train system. He had many questions, which bored his wife and helped her lose her death-glare at you. 
Over the course of a few hours she interacted with you once or twice, mainly saying things like ‘excuse me’ when she passed you in a narrow hallway. She did see you and Fred sitting together on the couch, and once again glowered in your direction.
“The way you two flirt is shameful.” She muttered, just loud enough for you and Fred to hear. In reply he simply wrapped an arm around your shoulders and continued the conversation like nothing had happened.
You met a woman named Nymphadora, who insisted everyone call her Tonks. The conversation started when she commented on your hair. With more than a little shame, you told her it was from your mother’s side of the family. It turned out you and her were cousins, although her mother was disowned.
“Oh that’s fun.” You said, “I’m disowned too!” Both of you laughed about it. 
“Yeah, that family really sucks.” Tonks said.
“Tell me about it.” You replied. Eventually the time came, and you went to bed. Through the thin walls you heard Mrs. Weasley fighting with Fred. Muffled voices attacking and defending you.
“I want that demon-spawn out of my house!”
A quiet reply.
“Well go and live with them then! See what I care.”
Fred replied again, just barely audible this time.
“But I love them.”
In the morning Mrs. Weasley looked more pissed than ever that you had the audacity to exist. Despite this, she made Christmas wonderful for everyone. The food was delicious, the spirit was there, blocking out the troubles of the outside world, if only for a little bit.
Evening fell. The next morning you would head back to the twin’s shop, just a few more hours without angering Mrs. Weasley any more and you’d be in the clear. Right as Tonks and Remus were saying their goodnights, a ball of fire rained down from the sky! Your cackling mother appeared out of a cloud of black smoke and the fire encircled the Burrow. As quick as she’d come, she disappeared over the wall of fire.
Harry tried to sprint after her, but you shoved past him. You thrust yourself through the fire, weapons drawn, and slung a knife at your mother’s shoulder. It hit with a sickening ‘thunk.’
“Your aim’s improved.” She said, withdrawing the knife and throwing it back, aiming for your torso. You nimbly caught it. 
“What’s wrong?” She teased, “Not happy to see Mummy?” You chucked another knife at her, this time she caught it midair.
“I see. Giving me the silent treatment.” She nodded. 
“Shut up.” You said, as you chased her further into the tall grass.
“Are you sure you want to stay here and play with me?” She asked, “Don’t you want to make sure your friends are okay? Fenrir sometimes plays a little rough…”
“I said shut up.” You lunged at her, and managed to get in a few good blows before she slashed you across the cheek and rolled to her feet.
“Any particular reason you’re not using magic?” Bellatrix questioned, “I always suspected you were a filthy squi-” At that moment, a jet of flame erupted into the air from the Burrow, and she used your distraction to escape, her cackles ringing in the air.
You rushed back towards the fire, only to see the whole group standing outside the now-burning Burrow. A heartbeat passed as everyone watched the blazing house, then Mrs. Weasley turned to you.
“You.” She spat, “You lead them to us. You are just like your mother. Sick! Get out. Now! Leave!” Molly was near hysterics, her husband was barely able to hold her back from attacking you. 
“Bye Freddie, I’ll see you at home.” You tossed a handful of Floo powder onto the burning Burrow and stepped in. The last word was directed at both Fred, and the fire. A whirlwind of green and you were back in the attic of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes. 
“I guess this is home now.”
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Slytherin Party
So I saw a lot of Hogwarts part playlists. I thought it would be fun to do a short fic on this idea. This is the first part with a part in the Slytherin common room. It will do three more with the other houses.
Warnings: None
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This was not a good idea. That was what you told Fred and George Weasley when they told you of their plot to sneak into Slytherin. Of course the idea of going to a masked part sounded fun and all, but you wished to live to a ripe old age. And getting torn apart by a bunch of angry Slytherins was not part of the picture. Gryffindor was not on the best terms with Slytherin (though the rest could be said for the other houses).
You knew the Weasley family well. They lived just up the road from your place. Even though three years separated you, the Weasley twins were your closest friends. Still, just because you helped pull off their pranks didn’t mean you were willing to put your life in danger. Of course it was a masked party, but still.
There’ll be other people there. George dismissed. This was true a few people from other houses would be there but only because they were friends with the Slytherins.
Well if you want to die, so be it, you lunatics. You were about to leave when someone came up behind you.
Is there going to be a party? All of you turned to look at Ginny, the youngest Weasley.
Oh,hey. You responded sheepishly, like one caught in wrongdoing. You didn’t know Ginny as well as you knew her brothers, but she was always nice to you. She looked suspiciously at all three of you.
Nothing Ginny. Fred said in what was supposed to be a relaxed, uncaring attitude. She didn't buy it. Fourteen years of living with the twins had taught her lots about them, including when they were lying. Anxiously, you looked between the twins and Ginny.
Anyway…...I better go. You got up to leave but Ginny stopped you.
What party? She insisted. Fred and George exchanged looks.
Alright alright. We were just planning on…..well…..sneaking into the Slytherin common room. Ginny’s eyes lit up.
And why would you do that? She questioned.
Because their brains sustained an injury. You grumbled. Choosing to ignore your comment, Fred decided to tell the truth.
The Slytherins are throwing a party and we planned on sneaking in. Happy? He sighed.
I didn’t plan anything! You argued.
Can I come?
What? George gaped at Ginny. Surely his little sister would never dream of doing something so risky.
No can do. You're too young. George said. Ginny gave him a look that made all three of you look away.
Y/n is only a year older than me. She argued.
Exactly. A years worth more experience in rule breaking. The art of……..
But Fred was cut off.
Oh don’t be stupid. She rolled her brown eyes.
The answers still no. George replied.
Fine. I just have to write a letter to Mum anyway. She said coolly. The twins looked at each other in panic.
Okay fine. You can come. Fred conceded.
Great. I better go then. You stood up but Ginny stopped you.
I can’t just go with my brothers. Plus girls should always go to parties in groups.
Two hours later you and the Weaslys were creeping down the halls to the dungeons. You only relented because Ginny practically dragged you along. A blue mask covered your face. You had chosen to just wear a blue shirt and a black skirt with kitten heels.
Do you guys even know the password? You asked.
Of course. Serpent. The doors swung open on Fred’s word and music blasted out. The Slytherin common room had green tinted lights flashing from the ceiling.
That's impressive charm work. Ginny said. You slipped in, unnoticed. The next hour was a hectic round of dancing and screaming at the top of your lungs. At some point the Weasley twins left.
Where do you think they are going? Ginny followed them with her gaze.
No idea. You shrugged. Suddenly the Weird Sisters blasted on the radio all thought was lost. Eventually you had to sit down because your feet hurt like hell. There was a table in the corner that was empty, save a Slytherin passed out on the couch. Groaning in satisfaction you started to relax. This was fun. The Slytherin on the couch started to snore loudly. Suddenly someone ran into your view. A flash of platinum blonde hair wirled in front of you. A boy you vaguely recognized slumped beside you. He smelt of alcohol and was disheveled in appearance, as well as crying.
Are you okay? You asked. He looked at you with bloodshot eyes. You wish you had never spoken because he flung himself on you and started bawling.
I hate ferrets! He wailed. Suddenly you realize who this was. Malfoy.
Ummm. You were not sure what to say.
You’ve seen them before. The bloody bastards! Malfoy wept. You weren’t sure what to do. You wanted to leave but Malfoy had a death grip on you. So there you were, stuck with a drunk and sobbing Malfoy.
You know I had a dream once that I was a ferret, and then Potter and Weasley started hitting me with broom sticks and calling me a bother!
C’mon. Fred, George, Ginny. You desperately thought. Malfoy dozed off on your shoulder. At least he had stopped mumbling about ferrets.
Y/n? What are you doing? You sighed in relief when Ginny walked up to you.
Oh thank Gryffindor Ginny. Help me. Ginny looked like she would burst into laughter. None too gently she pushed Malfoy off of you. Bad mistake. Malfoy suddenly jerked upright and vomited all over the ground.
Beh! You and Ginny backed up to avoid the spray.
Hurry. Malfoy’s friends are coming. You and Ginny tore off in the opposite direction.
Gross. Malfoy’s puke is on my shoes. You groaned.
Well we’d better get going anyway. It’s one in the morning.
Wait. You looked around. Have you seen Fred and George?
No. I haven’t. Ginny looked around.
I’m here. You jumped slightly.
Hey George. You whispered.
We better leave, trust me. Fred waved to you guys from the doors.
Where were you two? Ginny asked.
You’ll see. Just hurry. You guys hurried outside and down the hall. A few seconds later you realized why. Shrieks emanated from the common room and the smell of dung reached your nose.
Run! You sprinted all the way to Gryffindor tower.
I can’t believe you guys did that! You laughed. After settling into chairs by the fire, you guys fell into a comfortable silence. Feeling tired, your eyes started to shut. And with a yawn you feel into a comfortable sleep.
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hi :)
Can I get a plussized non-binary reader, x Fred Weasly,
and like, Fred just gets pissed at some slytherins (the quidditch captain) for making fun of reader for being bigger (but like, their not skinny but also not fat? Ykyk?) and Fred just is mad and then soon has to comfort the reader?
I’d Knock Your Teeth Straight but That Would Be Doing You A Favor|Fred Weasley
pairings: Fred Weasley x gn!reader
summary: You and Fred have been dating for about a year. You’d always thought yourself as a bit chubby and you were okay with that. A lot of Slytherins made comments to you and Fred Weasley was there to hear it.
warnings: self-deprecation, bullying?, swearing, fighting, a lot of of fluff
A/N: y’all are gorgeous!! i love the love you guys give my tumblr and I hope I do this request justice! Love hayley.
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Another restless September morning. You were sitting by the Black Lake watching the squid swim and tread through the depths of the water. You were writing in your journal about a story you were trying to create.
It was something you loved to do. It was to write and read fantasy stories even if you felt like you lived in a fantasy yourself. You were attending Hogwarts and dating the most well-known prankster known. Fred Weasley.
When you first met Fred and George you were a shy first-year looking for somewhere to sit down on the train to Hogwarts. You met the twins and Lee Jordan that day. A quartet that had never been separated since.
And like most, you fell for the flirtatious charms of Fred Weasley. You figured the only way you guys were dating was because George decided seven minutes in heaven would be the best game. After drinking a couple firewhiskys you agreed. Oh merlin, was it heaven.
Since then Fred asked you on a date and then to be his significant other. You really loved him.
Your memories were interrupted by a couple of Slytherins sauntering towards you.
“Hello, Y/N.”
You internally sighed.
This has been happening for a while. You used to keep your head down but since you started dating Fred Weasley that changed. It put a target on your back so to speak.
It was usually after George and Fred pranked one of them. They retaliated against you. You would never tell Fred. He didn’t have to know. The Slytherins were just making comments.
You didn’t think the comments were far off.
“Personally,” one boy in the group started, “I didn’t know they let cows into Hogwarts.”
The group cackled, circling in on you menacingly. You shifted in the grass looking up at them.
“I haven’t seen any cows.” You muttered and they chuckled.
“I’ll show you one.” One of the boys conjured a mirror showing yourself. “Here.”
You choked back tears, not daring to cry in front of these pathetic fools. Then the same one grabbed your journal tossing it into the black lake.
“We’d toss you but we’re not even that strong.” They laughed again walking towards the castle.
You scrambled up, tears running freely, “Shit, shit, shit!” You grabbed the journal soaked and ruined. “Damn.”
“Darling! There you are.”
Fred. oh no. You used your sleeve to wipe the tears, praying to Merlin that you didn’t look like you’d been crying. You forcibly swallowed the tears.
You turned with a sour expression. “What’s wrong?” He was with George and George’s frown was prevalent.
“I- the wind blew and caught the book and it fell in the water.” The lies were too easy. You didn’t want Fred to know, nor George. It’s not like it was a big deal.
“It’s ok, Baby. I’ll get you a new one.” Fred muttered bringing you into his arms and kissing the top of your head.
Instantly all your worries faded into the crisp breeze. Fred smelled of fire and a strong cinnamon scent. He smelled like home.
“Would you like to hear our newest prank?” Fred grinned leaning down to peck another kiss to your lips.
“Tell me all about it!”
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The weeks had been silent from the Slytherin crew. You were thankful. This time they approached you was after Gryffindor won the quidditch cup.
You exited the party walking down the corridors. Empty and the faded wireless music followed you. You shivered even with Fred’s sweatshirt over you.
That’s when you ran full into Marcus Flint. Ah, fuck. Marcus Flint was an ugly Slytherin boy. He had crooked front
“Sorry.” You muttered, keeping your head down.
“L/N. I didn’t know Weasley’s jumper would fit on you.” The snaggled-tooth boy snickered.
You swallowed, turning to face him. “Then again you may’ve used an enlargement charm.”
“Please, just leave me alone.” You whispered softly trying to brush past him, but he wrapped an hand around your wrist yanking you back.
“Where do ya think you’re going?”
“I just said. Away from you.”
“Y’know. You’d be prettier if you were skinnier. You’re just a blob.”
You choked again. “Please. Stop.”
“What because you it’s true?”
“Get your hands off them. Now.” Fred Weasley. Oh.
You turned and Fred was striding towards the both of you. Fred had heard the entire conversation and he realized he had to stop this madness.
Blood boiling rage filled the older twin. He wanted to slam Marcus Flint into the wall. The older boy, Marcus, grinned at the appearance of Fred.
“We were just chatting weren’t we, Darling?” His taunting grin to you made you shiver.
“Don’t call me that.”
Fred reached them stepping in front of you to break the physical contact between you two. Fred pushed Marcus back. “Shut the fuck up. She’s pretty enough as is. You couldn’t get someone as pretty as her even if you tried.”
“I could get skinnier, I bet.”
“You’re a full git, you know that?” Fred landed his fist in Marcus’ nose. “I’d knock your teeth straight but that’d would be doing you a favor.”
You had never seen Fred so.. angry. It was kinda hot. If you weren’t on the verge of tears.
Marcus scattered off and it was just you and Fred. You were left alone in the corridor. Fred thought you were so gorgeous bathed in the moonlight from the windows.
“It’s stupid that I’m crying, I know. It’s just it’s kept happening.”
“Kept happening. Baby, has this been going on for a long time?” You nodded glancing off to the window so you wouldn’t have to look into his chocolate eyes. He turned your chin with his fingers his eyes welcoming and full of love. “It’s not stupid. Slytherins are jerks. I wished you would’ve told me, I would’ve handled it sooner.”
“I thought it would just stop. That they’d leave me alone.” He sighed wrapping his arms around your waist. “It’s not like they were lying to me.”
Fred looked as if he had been slapped in the face.
“What? They were lying. Just jealous you’re the best person all in Hogwarts.” He kissed you. “I love you so much.”
He kissed you again, “You’re so funny.” Another kiss. “Creative.” Kiss. “Smart.” Kiss. And again and again. He kept telling you something new he loved about you.
Fred knew he was going to have to beat the snot out of Marcus Flint, but right now he was going to comfort you.
He led you to his dorm that night, tucked you both in and fell asleep.
You didn’t have to wonder the next morning why Marcus Flint had a black eye and cut lip at breakfast. Or why he was glaring at you and Fred his arm tightly around you.
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The Handee-Parents
Picrew by: Lord Potatohead
Phantom sadly can't draw rn due to a wrist injury
I made some OCs which are the Handemen parents. I headcannon that Mortimer Doesn't have an actual family, so the handeemen are like one to him
Here are the Ocs + some Data about them
Daisy's Mom
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Name: Salomé Beatrice Danger
Occupation: Former Country music star (Artistic name is "Lil' Sally Doll"), song writter
Spouse : Trevor Danger (Decreased/I did not make a pic crew yet)
Nickname(s): Sal, Sally
Facts:
Has four siblings (Quintruplets)
Retired from music to fully take care of her children (She's happier with living a calm life with her family )
Has tripplet sons (Andy, Barny, and Clidy. They're Daisy's older brothers ) who are a group of country singers
Although the public expected Daisy to follow hee footsteps, Sal is super proud and happy of her daughter just as her sons are.
She's not as good aa a baker as Daisy, but loves to help her daughter bake
Keeps in check the Danger Twins (Daisy's kids) and is a mom figure to Nick (It's like Molly Weasly and Harrry Potter)
She likes to give goodies and cowboy hats to the handemen, even got a custom one for the good boi
She likes to sing in the neighborhood for charity events along with her family
extroverted
Nick basically became he kid (Nick is like the friend that every parent loves as their own tbh)
Rileys Parent's :
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Name: Dr. Dorothea Eliza Ruckus
Nickname(s): Dora
Occupation : Psychiatrist
Spouse : Manfred Ruckus
her hair is brown but a bit redish
The one Riley got her temperament and sarcasm on
Is very good and reading body language and has a tendency to pay attention to tone and detail
Can be a bit nosy but means well
Does love Rosco but will not accept to be called his grandmother. Nana is better
Doesn't have heterochromia, her mother does.
Has blue eyes (It's a family joke that Riley decided to take on both her parents eye color)
Free therapy lessons :D
Amviabert
From German and Jewish descent (Not a believer but holds traditions with hubby and kid)
Will tell you that Fred said no pickles
Does like Nick platonically
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Name: Dr. Manfred Oliver Ruckus
Nickname(s): Fred, Freddy
Occupation : Nutrician (Has a PhD)
Is where Riley got her emotional intelligence XD
Introverted like his daughter
Riley is more attached to him (She's a daddy's girl)
Has green eyes
Proud grandfather of the good boi
Will talk to Rosco and defend him when Riley is upset with him
Good with animals
Doesn't like conflict and adores his firery wife
Find Nick's tolerable.
Wil protect his baby girl at all cost
Nick's parents :
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Name: Leighton Joel Nack
Spouse: Miriam (Deceased in an AU with Amber), Mortimer (In one Au with @dolly-royal/AMBER W H Y)
Nickname(s): None
Occupation: Businesses owner of a boat/ship company
Quite stern and Strict
Doesn't like his father that much
Dissaproved of Nick's career affiliations and desires to be an artist
Wasn't exactly a great father to Nick, and tried to force him to follow his footsteps
Refuses to talk about his late sister (Amber's OC) but blames himself for her death
Was heartbroken when Nick ran from home. Wanted to disowned him as revenge but Miriam made him realized He would feel worse
American
Had a late sister (Amber's Nicole)
Does regret the sour outcome with Nick, but won't do anything
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Name: Miriam Elizabeth Nack
Nickname(s): Mimi (By Nicole/Amber's oc)
Spouse(s): Leighton Nack
Occupation: Accountant
She was just as stern as Leighton but much softer.
Probably the most decent out of the two as she did argue with Leighton being too pushy on Nick
Still dissaproved that Nick wanted art saying it won't be a fruitful career
Was deeply affected after her son ran away from home and convinced Leighton not to disowned him
Fundded Nick even though he didn't talk to her, and help him get his studio
French
Was Nicole Nack's childhood best friend (@dolly-royal Oc)
Feel free to ask me about them in the ask box
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Warning: This is a real thing that could happen. Its a vent post. This is not for the faint of heart. Nor people who get triggered by the following: Self harm, Suicide, verbal abuse, self negativity. This also takes place in modern time world. Also. I had got this idea from a game called, ’dont take the risk.’ played by markiplier. Go check it out! :) If you need to talk to someone. My DM’s are always open.
PopCat click. (because be real. Cats make things better :) ) :
Suicide Hotline:
Summary: You were meant to call the Suicide hotline. Instead calling a fellow Gryffindor by a mistake in you punching in the numbers.
You had been struggling. Self appearance. Self doubt. And just a deep dark place swallowing you up whole. You never looked forward to the next day. You had thought about not having to live another day. To be able to be free from all the worries, and negativity on the world and yourself. You looked at your phone. Searching up ’how to die without pain.’ Because, you didn’t wanna die in pain. You wanted to go peacefully. You watch as it loads. The first thing to pop up was, „If you are struggling with suicidal or self injury, please call or text ___-___-____. You memorized the number. Thing you could use it. Maybe talking to someone could help you. Maybe that was all you needed. You bit your lip. Taking a deep breath and punching in the number. You put your phone on speaker.
You sat there. Awaiting for a voice to ask you questions. You grew impatient with every little ring or buzz. Until, you hear a voice. „Hello?”, it questioned. You took a deep breath and then let it out. Replying to the voice. „Hi..this is the suicide hotline correct?”, you had asked the, what sounded like a male. „Oh, i’m sorry. But no, you have the wrong number.” The voice replied with. A bit inside you was thankful. The other was upset, sad. „Oh, i see. This must be a sign…sorry to bother you.”, and you hung up.
Fred Weasly. A boy who had just received a phone call from a anonymous person, asking for the suicide hotline, was now very worried. He tried to call the person back. Guilt and desperate fear lurked in his stomach. ‘Pick up…please please pick up.’ It reached to voicemail. He panicked and then shot the person a text. ‘Hey, are you okay? Please answer me. I want to help you.’ ,He watched as the delivered message popped up. After about a minute, it had changed to ’read.’
You saw the message. Looking at it sighing. In this time you had made it to the astronomy tower. One of the highest, if not the highest tower in all of Hogwarts. You respond to the text, ’Hello, please dont worry for me.’ , But of course. The guy at the end of the line would worry. Then, a call appeared. You answer it, holding your phone up to your ear. You heard a voice, „You don’t plan on hurting yourself, correct?”, the voice that sounded oddly familiar said.
„Why, its not like you know me on a personal level.” , you said. You didn’t mean to come off as rude. But the man replied with, „Someone on a Suicide Hotline wouldn’t know you personally either.” He said and you huffed in amusement. ’Touché.’ , you had thought. You sigh softly. Looking down at the ground from way up high. „Why did you call me back, i have no one to care for me, no one who loves me.”, you had paused. And then continued. „ I do not matter.” , you speak into the silence. You heard a soft whisper on the other side of the line. „Aw jeez…don’t say that..” ,you heard the sympathy in his voice. Fred had a true sorrow look on his face. He needed to talk to you more. So he sparked up a convocation, to get to know your location. So he can help you. „Where is your location?” , he asked but you only said one word. „Hogwarts.”, Fred froze. Someone at school was feeling this deep of a sadness? ��Oh really? What house are you in?”, He said. He stood up and bit his lip. He needed to help this student out. „Gryffindor.”, you reply, you had now climbed up to the ledge. Sitting. Looking down at the ground.
Fred had checked all rooms in the Gryffindor room while he asked you some questions to keep you from doing anything. Example being, ’your favorite color.’, or ’favorite animal.’ He couldn’t find any one in the common room, nor dorms.
You had sighed and looked at the edge. „I should go..thank you. But, i don’t want anyone to deal with my presence anymore.” , you said on the phone. The voice quickly said, „you’re not bothering me. Talk to me longer, please.” , you could hear the true panic in his voice. „What a beautiful place to see the stars.” , you said before hanging up.
Fred had put two and two together, The tower, stars? Astronomy tower. Thats where you had to have been. He rushed up there, skipping the trick steps as he moved. He knew a short cut between the walls. He took it and in 4 minutes, he had arrived. He had prayed to Merlin that you were there.
And there was a person. He had looked at their back. They only had their Hogwarts pants and button up shirt on, along with the shoes. No vest, no robes. He recognized them. He knew it was y/n, he stared at them everyday of his life. His eyes flicker to their wrist, Faded, and newer scars. His heart shattered. The y/n who was bubbly and always joking? He had got his phone and called the ’unknown number.’ who was very known now.
He saw your phone ring and you answer. „Y/n…please…please get off the ledge.”, Fred mumbled. You had turned around to see one of the Weasly Twins. A red headed trouble maker. „Fred..?”, you were shocked. You look at him and he slowly walks to you. he held his hand out. You took it. He helped you down and just hugged you. „Who made you think all the words you had said to me, y/n?” , He asked and pulled away. „Who told you that you don’t matter, that no one loves you.
That was it. You couldn’t help it. You broke down right there in Freds arms. He had wrapped his long freckled arms around you. „Hey, Hey…shhh…its ok..i promise. I’ll help you through all these negative thoughts. You are not alone.” , He said and he held your face with both hands. „You think you’re worthless..i think you’re worth a fortune.” He had said. This was never the way he wanted to tell you that he had fallen in love with you. But, here he is. ”I must be a nobody, because i love you.” ,He had said a cheesy joke. And cracked his stupid lovable grin, you couldn’t help but grin back. Even with all these thoughts he managed to make you feel special. “Don’t worry Sweetheart…i’ll help you. I promise.”, and he pulled you in for another hug. You knew it would take a while to recover. But you had help. And it turns out, he will be your medicine.
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To fix the past
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Wyn93aM
by Multi_shiper
Ron weasly killed himself and woke up in limbo, and death gives him a choice to go back in time with Harry and fix the past and stop magic from dying out. Ron Weasley remembers everything from his past life. Luna remembers because she's Luna. And Harry remembers bits and pieces.
I'm bad at summaries.
Words: 1359, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con
Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi
Characters: Arthur Weasley, Fabian Prewett, Gideon Prewett (Harry Potter), Harry Potter, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, James Potter, Severus Snape, Luna Lovegood, Molly Weasley, Percy Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Sirius Black mentioned, Remus Lupin mentioned, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom
Relationships: Fabian Prewett/Gideon Prewett/Arthur Weasley, Harry Potter/Fred Weasley/George Weasley, Ron Weasley/Original Male Character(s), Luna Lovegood/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Harry Potter, James Potter/Severus Snape, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Additional Tags: Rape Recovery, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Rape/Non-con, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Baggage, Threesome - M/M/M, Ron Weasley-centric, Hermione Granger Bashing, Molly Weasley Bashing, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Manipulative Albus Dumbledore, Bad Albus Dumbledore, Slytherin Ron Weasley, Lily Evans Potter Bashing, James Potter Lives, Lily Evans Potter Lives, Coming Out, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Suicide Attempt, Depression
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Wyn93aM
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robynlilyblack · 2 years
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Brave little puff
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Fred Weasley x fem! Shy! Reader
Part 2 to My Little Hufflepuff
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Summary: Fred and y/n start dating, falling more in love with each other every day but that doesn’t mean the spreading rumours don’t affect her
Warnings: mean girls, reader feeling insecure, swearing, kissing, mentions of sex, and implied loss of virginity but nothing explicit, Lee stealing the show like the iconic king he is
A/n: 8.4k words, after a comment from @hopefulworld1​, I decided to write a part two inspired their thoughts 💛 I also just hit 100 followers I can’t believe it! Thank you to everyone that follows me and has send support for my works it means so much to me, enjoy part 2 x
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Fred was an amazing boyfriend, he was everything you had ever imagined he would be and more. He was never afraid to express his adoration for you in public, holding your hand, giving you hugs, kissing your cheek, even sneaking off with you to the booth in the library for a quick make out session. Once you and he hadn’t had class together at all that day and he picked you up spinning you around when he passed by you in-between classes. As amazing as he was, there were drawbacks to being his girlfriend.
The girls from before never said anything mean to you directly, they didn’t have to, they had the cruel skill of being able to get into your head without the need to actually talk to you. They would stare you down, flirt with Fred in front of you, even wearing short skirts or unbuttoning their shirts top buttons in attempt to draw his attention. Of course, he paid them no mind, he was used to the attention he received. He was civil with them, trying to be nice and depending on the circumstance he flirted back as he did naturally with everyone.
The girls started to spread rumours, problem was the rumours did have some merit with Fred being a bit of a lady’s man, so it was easy for them to paint you as his latest conquest. Some saying the only reason you’ve lasted so long was because you hadn’t put out yet. Other rumours circulated about you holding him back, that you weren’t smart or pretty enough for him. Sure, you had always been an average student and until that point you hadn’t worried about that at all. Now they were comparing you to Hermione, how she was so much better since she was a hero and super smart, and that she was more than worthy for Ron. It hurt a lot, more than a lot, so much you started to revert back to your super shy self, the one before the war.
Sitting in class you barely did any work, your head swimming with intrusive thoughts. Fred looked over noticing for once he actually did more work than you. He looked up to see Lupin busy writing at his desk, he was finishing the grading on your reports from before Christmas and would be giving feedback later in the lesson. Fred moved his hand to your knee, you jump a little at the sudden contact making the boy smile to himself at your adorable reaction.
“You okay love” he whispers giving your leg a little squeeze
You open your mouth to speak before closing it again, nodding as you run your fingers through your hair “I’m just a little tried” you give him a little smile before trying to do at least a bit of work
“Why don’t we skip Charms and go to my dorm instead, you can have a little snooze while me and Georgie work on some ideas” he suggests after checking Lupin was still busy
After the war McGonagall gave the okay for students to be allowed in other common rooms, of course going to the dorms where against the rules but everyone still did it and the teachers turned a blind eye. You weren’t really one for skipping class but you were tired and if you were up in his dorm you didn’t have to deal with the Ravenclaw girls that sat next to you in that class.
“That sounds nice” his heart warms as he sees you crack a real smile
Fred wasn’t stupid he could see the rumours where effecting you, it hurt him to see you becoming a shell of your former self while you were out in public. In private you laughed and joked with George and the others, you had even gotten more comfortable around the trio and his sister after spending Christmas in the Gryffindor common room with them.
He loved you more than he thought himself capable of, after that day in the library when you officially became his, his feelings for you grew fast and boy oh boy did he fall hard. He adored the way you would listen to him go on and on about his and Georges latest product, giving him ideas on how to improve them, not only that but you helped him pull pranks now too. The cheeky look you gave him before you threw some dungbombs into some mean Gryffindors dorm was the moment he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. When he told his brother about it he teased him, only he would realise such a thing during an arguably childish prank. Now he knew what his eldest brother meant when he said Fleur was the one, he was positive he was going to marry you one day.
The Easter break was coming up, usually he didn’t go home for it but his mother missed them at Christmas and apparently Charlie was bringing someone home so everyone was going to be there. He already sent a letter to his mother about asking if he could bring you and of course she said yes, he was sure she was already planning your wedding at this point. He was so excited for you to officially meet his family, sure you met them before but that was in the middle of a battle, this time you could meet them properly and as his girl.
Fred was planning on asking you later today but now he decided to wait you went to Hogsmeade with him on Saturday, since you told him you had to get Georges birthday gift after you snuck with George the previous weekend to get Fred’s because you wouldn’t see them on their actual birthday.
“Right” Lupin stretches as he stands up, the class moving their attention towards him as he flicks his wand distributing your graded papers “I will give you a few moments to either cheer or cry before I give each of you some feedback and announce your end of year assignment”
Lupin sighed in relief, most of the papers handed in were beefy, it was now he wished he’d put a page limit or something on it, it took far too long to mark some of them, especially because some of the longer ones where filled with complete dribble. Yours landed on the desk facing down, looking over you saw George high five Neville as well as Hermione and Ginny smiling triumphantly rubbing their O grade in Ron and Harrys face amd in the corner of your eye you spotted Draco give Astoria a kiss on the cheek.
“Ready” Fred draws your attention back to him
“Ready” you nod
Flipping the paper both of your eyes widen, you got an O, for you both it was rare so you couldn’t have been happier. Fred didn’t care he was in class, he gave you a huge hug almost lifting you out of your chair before he gave you a kiss. The kiss earned some whistles and cheers, Georges and Ginny’s being the loudest, meanwhile one pair containing the Ravenclaw that asked out Fred jaws clench at the scene
Remus chuckled shaking his head before interrupting “Mr Weasley, Miss Y/l/n please celebrate in a safe for work fashion”
Fred pulls away laughing himself as he says “Sorry Professor can’t help but kiss her when she’s sitting there all cute and smart” he grins as your eyes go wide burying your head in your hands as your face heats up
Soon the class and you calm down, Remus started going through the pairs giving feedback on what they did well and what could be improved, as well as some interesting things to note about each topic. He finally gets to you and Fred
“Finally, Fred and Y/n, you both did yours on patronus’ in particular corporeal patronus forms. I like that you added that this version is stronger as well as the meanings behind why they differ person to person. For those of you that have forgotten, your patronus, if you are talented enough to cast one, often reveals something about the person they may not have known about themselves. Oh and your patronus can change over time, it would have been useful if you added an example of that, but overall very well done and congrats to you both on casting yours again”
As he finishes the class starts whispering about you and Fred, one Hufflepuff putting up their hand to ask a question “Yes” Remus nods
“What animals were they?” they turn to you and Fred
“Mines is a magpie and my girls a robin” Fred answers proudly wrapping an arm around you, causing you to smile up at him
The Ravenclaw that was partnered with the girl from before puts up her hand, Remus nodding for her to speak “I thought if two people are truly in love they have the same patronus” her words cut right into you, your smile dropping and replaced with a nervous expression
Remus notices answering for you both “That is true but that often doesn’t happen for many years” he clears his throat “Anyway, before you go I shall tell you your final assignment of the year. It will take place the first lesson once you are back from Easter break so please confer with your partners before you leave if you intend on going home. You and your partner are to give a short presentation on your chosen project and you may use practical examples in your presentation, for example Neville and George you both could demonstrate a concealment charm. Right, if you have any questions just wait behind after class other than that you are free to go, have a nice break” He smiles dismissing you all
Packing up you feel the girl’s eyes on you, looking over you see her look you up and down as she walks up giving Fred’s arm a squeeze “Well done Freddie you’re so smart”
“Thanks, but it was a joint effort” he gently removes his arm from her grip
“I’ve always wanted to find out what my patronus is, perhaps you could give me some private lessons” you stand watching the exchange feeling uneasy, it was clear from her tone she was trying to be seductive and you’d be lying if you said hadn’t wished you could be as confident when attempting to flirt with him
Fred smiled politely but inside he felt disgusted at how desperate she was, annoyed she didn’t respect you “I’m sure if you ask Professor Lupin or read a book you can figure out, you are a Ravenclaw after all”
“Aww you calling me smart Freddie” she bats her eyelashes, leaning forward a bit as she gives your boyfriend a clear view down her shirt “Anyway, I’ll see you in charms” she winks walking off with her friend
Fred finally lets his smile drop turning back to you, his heart breaks a bit at your glossy eyes, seeing straight through your fake smile “Come on let’s head back to my dorm, I’ll ask Georgie if we can do our thing later”
“No, it’s okay…” you start but he puts his finger to your lips tutting at you
“We are going back to my dorm to cuddle and nap together…and maybe make out if you’re up for it, got it” he leans down, his smile laced with mischief
“Got it” you reply as he gives you a peck on the lips
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The days leading up to the weekend went by quickly, everyone leaving on Sunday to head back for the holidays. You and Fred had already done the prep work for the presentation since you would be staying at Hogwarts, but what you didn’t know was Fred had gotten you both to do it all so the holidays could be spent doing nothing together, assuming you said yes to come home with him of course.
There was something serene about walking hand in hand with Fred through the quiet streets of Hogsmeade. You had already gone to a small shop to get Georges birthday gift, he had mentioned seeing a muggle with a funky jumper covered in little dog faces, saying he’d love one too if it was only a bit more wizardy. So, you got him a cute jumper with little owls on it, you were sure he’d like it especially after Fred gave his twin stamp of approval.
Suddenly Fred stopped walking, abruptly pulling you into one of the side alleys between the shops, trying his hardest not to chuckle at your little yelp. You look up at him baffled just blinking at him as he leans down capturing your lips. Your eyes widen before you sink into the kiss, your hands coming to rest on his chest as his do the same on your hips, pressing you into the wall behind you
Pulling apart you look up at him “Did you pull me in here for a kiss?” you loved how spontaneous he was, you never knew what to expect but you knew it would be sweet and romantic in Fred’s own special way
He smirks down at you “Mad?” leaning down again, noses brushing
“Nope” you bite your lip unable to hold back your smile as he leans in again
“Did you hear Hermione and Harry got invited to spend the holidays at the Weasleys and little y/n didn’t” you are pulled out of your perfect little bubble by the voice of some random student
Fred feels you tense, looking over as the couple of students pass by without noticing the two of you “Looks like they aren’t that serious, must be embarrassed to introduce her to his family” another says
“Knew she wouldn’t last long”
You start to tear up, you were going to miss Fred over the break and as much as you wanted to spend it with him you understood why he didn’t ask. Harry and Hermione even before they started dating Ron and Ginny had spent holidays there, plus with Charlie bringing someone home you knew he might be uncomfortable with some random person being there. Despite it all hearing those words still hurt, every little worry flooding your brain.
“Love” he looks down at you hearing you sniff a bit, tilting your head up he sees the small tears
“I’m sorry I know that’s not how you feel it just… it just…” the tears flow as your voice breaks
“...hurts” he finishes pulling you into a tight hug
Closing his eyes, he rests his chin on your head, this was the first time you had ever fully broken down if front of him. Usually he might see your eyes a bit misty and then he’s able to get a giggle from you, but this time it was too much and he felt guilty he didn’t ask you earlier to come home with him.
“I’m sorry” you mumble into his chest
“Hey look at me” he brings his hands to cup either side of your face making you look at him “You haven’t done anything wrong, if anything it’s my fault I should have asked you sooner”
You pout looking at him confused as you sniffle “Ask me what”
His lips press to a line he gives you a sad smile tucking some hair behind your ear “To come home with me over the break” he shakes his head “I was going to ask you when we went by Black Lake later but I guess that’s ruined” he lets out a breathy laugh
Your lips part “You were going to ask me to come meet your family?” your heart felt like it was going to explode
“Yeah” he smiles down at you “You want to come home with me and meet my beautifully chaotic family, or at least the rest of them if we haven’t already scared you off”
You nod, your tears turning into those of joy “Yes!” you jump up wrapping your arms around his neck, he reacts immediately, lifting you up and spinning you around, both of you starting to giggle and laugh
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“I can’t believe your only bringing one tiny little case” Hermione shakes her head
“Godric I’m going home I have clothes there Mione’” Ron grumbles back while the rest of you giggle at their bickering
“You as weird as this sounds they make absolutely no sense yet perfect sense at the same time” George notes as the two continue to bicker oblivious to you all behind them as you head towards the station
“I have no idea how you put up with them for all these years” Ginny squeezes Harrys hand
“You get used it, kind of just becomes background noise after about the fifth year” Harry jokes squeezing her hand back
“Speaking of couples, you excited y/n?” Ginny asks
“Oh yeah you’ve never seen the burrow. It’s awesome!” Harry smiles brightly at you
“I’m kind of a nervous excited” you reply as Fred squeezes your hand
“They’re gonna love you darling, how could the not love my little puff” he kisses your forehead as you all get to the start of the platform
“How the hell did I end up the 7th wheel, I need to get me someone” George scoffs shaking his head
“I thought you were with Angelina” you tilt your head
“Oh yeah” Georges mouth and eyes widen as he realises you still think that was an impromptu date, he looks between Fred and you scratching the back of his head
“What” you look up at them, Harry and Ginny mouth ‘good luck’ behind you as they nip ahead to join Hermione and Ron
“That may or may not have been staged” Fred says hesitantly
“Why would you stage George getting a date?” you giggle nervously
“Because lover boy over here wanted an excuse to spend time with you alone” George punches his brothers arm playfully, just before he goes to leave he smirks “And for the record Ange is great but she’s with Alicia and I’ve had my eye on a certain commentator for a while now” he winks before jogging up to the others waiting for the train
You watch him jog off before turning up to your boyfriend who was blushing a bit, now you knew he was embarrassed he rarely blushed. You could tell he was trying to think of something to say, in your happiness you feel a rush of confidence “You are the cutest person in the entire universe” you pull his lips down to meet yours with his jacket, that seems to restore his own confidence, he loved it when you took initiative like this, moving to cup your cheek.
Your kiss is cut short by someone bumping into you “I’m so sorry!” a brunette girl apologises “I was too busy looking for someone”
“No worries” Fred replies as you both help to pick up her stuff as the person she was looking for jogs up
“Tori I’m so sorry Blaise just wouldn’t get his arse out of the…” Draco’s voice trails off as he sees you and Fred “…hi” he greets cautiously
“Malfoy” Fred’s voice is flat as he stands up, it was clear he hadn’t quite forgiven him but he was going to be civil
“Weasley”
You hand Astoria the last bit of fallen luggage before standing up yourself “Hi Draco” you smile shyly
“Y/n” he gives you a curt nod and smile back, your eyes widen slightly at his use of your first name
The blonde boy actually knew everyone’s names he had just always chosen to address people by their last, but since you were nice enough to actually use his first name he returned the favour. Draco picked up a couple of the bags to help Astoria as they leave.
“Have a nice break” the girl smiles while the boy just gives an awkward nod
“You too” you and Fred reply as you watch them walk towards the train that had just began to pull up
“They make a nice couple don’t you think?” you look up at Fred
He purses his lips as he attempts to think of sometime nice to say about Draco of all people but ultimately fails “Yeah…maybe she’ll make him less of a dick”
You burst out in giggles “Freddie”
“Oh come on its true and you know it” Fred picks up your own luggage “Come on Mione will be here to kick our arses onto that train if we don’t get going”
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You cough a bit as you enter the burrow via the floo network, you were last to floo through, everyone else could be heard in the next room. Looking around you smile at the self-knitting needles, the mismatched couches and the overall homeliness of it all. It reminded you so much of your old house, it felt so lived in you could just feel the love radiating off the walls.
Fred puts down your luggage, he looks to see your reaction to the burrow, a warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach as he watches you smile, the look of awe on your face “What do you think?”
“I love it” you answer excitedly
He gives you a kiss on the side of the head before taking your hand “Ready to meet my mum”
“As I’ll ever be” he chuckles squeezing your hand as he leads you towards where everyone else is reuniting.
Walking in you see the whole Weasley clan is already there. Bill and Fleur notice your presence first since everyone else is too busy meeting Charlies partner. Both smiling brightly at you as they walk up, the couple hugging Fred before turning to you
“And this is?” Bill looks towards his brother, raising his eyebrows
“This is y/n” he snakes his arm around your waist “My girlfriend”
They could feel the pride exuding from him as he says it, seeing you in the flesh it was clear to Bill how much his little brother adored you. The eldest Weasley son had always wondered what kind of girl would be the one to finally tame him, much like Ron and Hermione you were opposites, one loud and outgoing the other quiet and shy, the perfect combination.
The couple smile “Nice to meet you” Bill nods
“I remember you from the ball, your dress was so beautiful as were you” Fleur compliments causing you to blush a bit
“Thank you” you squeak out, sure she was only half vela but now you knew how Ron must have felt, she was gorgeous
Bill chuckles, he was more than used to this reaction the same had happened with Tonks as well, although it was even worse for you since you were much shyer than her. Fred just raised an eyebrow at the interaction, thank merlin Fleurs taken or I’d be in trouble, he joked to himself
“Fred!” Molly interrupts pulling you out of your slight bi panic on Fleur
“Hey mum” Fred returns his mother’s hug
Bill gives you a reassuring smile as he and Fleur move to go talk to the others. As she pulls away her face lights up as she looks you up and down, she remembered overhearing her son talk about you at the battle and since he when back to Hogwarts mentions of you have only increased in his letters home
“Hello dear” she pulls you into a hug
You didn’t even care if she was suffocating you, the hug was filled with the kind of paternal affection you missed more than anything. Eventually she does pull away as Fred says something about crushing you.
“It’s so nice to officially meet you, welcome to the family” she pinches your cheeks leading you to meet the rest of the Weasleys, you look behind to see Fred smiling as he follows you both
You were introduced to Arthur first who was thrilled to have another person he could ask about all thing’s muggle related, after exhausting Hermione over the last few years. Then you were introduced to Charlie and his partner, who then told you some of the coolest stories you had very heard, his partner had even better ones, wowing everyone with a story about how they rode a dragon when they were just 14. Finally, you met Percy who was way more relaxed than he used to be when you saw him at Hogwarts, much to the families delight.
Once you had eaten dinner, Molly and Arthur went to bed, followed by Bill and Fleur about an hour later, with Charlie, his partner and Percy turning in not long after them. The 7 of you sat up for a while exchanging and reminiscing about different things before everyone decided to head to bed. You and Fred were last to head up as you needed to get a glass of water, but in reality, you were just trying to delay going up.
You and Fred had napped together before but you had never slept overnight. Being in different houses it was risky; the professors being only so lenient about it. It didn’t help that George had teased you both about not getting up to anything while he’s sleeping when he headed up to his and Fred old bedroom.
“Mind pouring me one too” you turn at Fred’s voice behind you
Instead of pouring him one you just hand him the rest of yours, he grins taking it from you leaning down to give you a kiss on the cheek before gulping it down. He places the glass in the sink, looking back at you “Ready for bed” he holds out his hand
Meeting his eyes, you instantly feel relaxed, you were still nervous but you knew everything would be okay as long as you were with him. Nodding you take his hand letting him lead you upstairs. Entering the bedroom, you find George already sound asleep, soft snores coming from his side of the room. Fred pulls off his shirt, casually throwing it onto a chair before going into a drawer and pulling out a pyjama top. He turns around to see you staring at his chest, lips ever so slightly upturned. As he puts on the top you snap out of your daze, embarrassment flooding your face as you realise he caught you not so subtly admiring him.
He smiles at your cute expression before looking over at your packed case, deciding to go back in and pull another one of his shirts handing it to you “Here, save you unpacking tonight”
You nod taking it from him, smiling down at it while he turns around giving you privacy. You undress leaving yourself in just your underwear, slipping on his shirt its huge, even on Fred you were sure it would be too big. The shirt fell to your mid-thigh, you lift up the front giving it a sniff, sighing as you breath in Fred’s scent.
You walk up tapping his shoulder, he turns around giving you a smile before it drops making you tilt your head. It was then you saw his eyes trailing up and down your body in particular your exposed legs. He sees you shift from one foot to the other snapping him out of his own admiring, quickly whispering an apology
“It’s okay, I’m going to get into bed” you lean up giving him a kiss before walking around lifting up the covers
Fred gulps as the top rides up a bit, tearing his eyes away as he goes to slip into pyjama bottoms while your fixing the covers. As you settle into bed he joins you, laying on his back you shuffle closer. He grins as you snuggle into his side before wrapping his arms around you in a protective embrace.
Looking up at him through your eyelashes you smile “Goodnight Freddie” leaning up you kiss him, he holds you as you try to pull back extending the kiss, giving you a few extra pecks before eventually letting you go.
As you return to your original position you feel him kiss you head “Goodnight my little puff”
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“Freddie” you poke your boyfriends face kneeling on the bed next to him but he remained asleep
You look over to see George still completely out as well, pouting you have an idea. Jumping up you walk down into the kitchen, Bill and Charlie raise an eyebrow as you go to fill two pots with water, Percy walking back into the room smirking, having a good idea as to what you are up to. You pick up the pots heading out of the kitchen ignoring the smirks from the older boys, you freeze as Molly walks in. The older women looks at the two pots then back at you before smiling, nodding her head for you to take them upstairs.
As you re-enter the bedroom the boys are still asleep, you set the pots down grabbing a regular pen from your bag proceeding to draw some funny faces on your boyfriend and George. Giving George ‘Harry’ style glasses and Fred a little curly moustache as well as a little kiss when you finish. Grabbing your wand, you lift the two pots over the boy’s heads
“Sorry Freddie” you whisper to yourself as you tip the water on them.
“Holy mother of Godric!” George snaps up mouth wide open at the freezing cold water
“Merlin!” your boyfriend exclaims with a similar expression
The two look up to hear you unable to hold your giggles, Fred’s face instantly relaxes shaking his head as he chuckles. Looking over at George his laughter increases, this brother doing the same as he sees Fred’s face.
“Nice tash” Fred tilts his head looking in the mirror then to you with a ‘I’m going to get you back for that’ look
“Nice glasses” Georges laughter stops, jumping up he looks in the mirror “And I thought you were going to be a good influence” he shakes his head at you
You barley register any of that as you’re dying of laughter, once you finally compose yourself you speak grinning like a madman “Happy Birthday!”
“Thanks y/n” George chuckles a bit as he gives you a hug “Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to wash this off because Harry will get jealous I pull this off better than him” he walks out and you turn back to Fred
Walking up to him you don’t care that’s he’s drenched, you sit on the bed leaning up to give him a kiss “Happy Birthday Freddie”
I’m so in love with her, Fred thinks as he grabs your face to kiss you again “Thank you darling”
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The twin’s birthday was spending in the burrow with family, George loved your gift even wearing it the rest of the day. Fred loved his gifts too, you got him a little photobook filled with photos of you both and after going to the weirdest shop in Hogsmeade you got a little charmed ornament that held Fred’s patronus, well actually it was Georges but they had the same one.
Later in the day, Fred took George out to play quidditch with the others but little did the younger twin know the whole thing was actually a distraction. Fred knew George and Lee loved each other, both were just too scared to say it. He knew George was planning on confessing when Lee got back from touring but Fred thought his brother deserved a much more epic confession. You had helped him plan it all week, so now Hermione, Ginny and yourself were all sat in the kitchen watching them play outside as you waited for Lee to arrive via the floo network
“How’s your stay been so far y/n, I hope we haven’t scared you off yet” Ginny winks at you
You giggle “It’s been amazing and you all are wonderful, I’m just happy I get to be a part of it”
The girls smile at you, Ginny giving you a small side hug “Well I can’t wait to call you both my sisters officially one day” the red-haired girl giggles as you and Hermione blush a bit
The three of your eyes are drawn towards the window as Fred catches a quaffle right outside, shouting ‘sorry that was Bills fault’. Hermione and Ginny don’t fail to notice the beam on your face as Fred winks at you before he flies off
“You and Freddie have been getting close over the last few days” Hermione raises her eyebrow “Have you two ya know…”
“Shagged” Ginny blurts out making you blush and Hermione nudge her
“I was trying to be subtle, merlin Gin” she looks back at you “But…have you?” she muses
You stare between the two of them, sure you and Fred had definitely had the opportunity having his dorm to yourselves a couple times but you had never gone further than making out. You knew Fred was experienced while you? Not so much but you knew you loved him and you were ready to take the next step
You shake your head “We’ve made out and things, I think I’m ready but I’m just a bit anxious” you laugh nervously
“I was nervous the as well with Ron” Hermione confesses “Especially since I wasn’t his first” she pouts a bit
“Me too with Harry even if I had already been with Dean” Ginny admits “It’s natural to be a bit scared” she squeezes your hand “Fred loves you, like he love loves you, his eyes shine brighter when he looks at you than when he first saw the shop all finished”
You smile “I know he loves me, we haven’t said it yet but I know he does and I love him” they smile “Its more the things outside our relationship that makes me worried”
“Like those bitches in Ravenclaw” Ginny’s jaw clenches, she knew all about them even almost tried to kill one of them during a quidditch match
“I know I shouldn’t let those rumours they spread get to me, I know they’re false but its more the fact they flirt with Freddie right in front of me like I don’t even exist. I just watch as they fawn all over him, I mean Freddie must think I’m pathetic standing there” you sigh placing your head on the table
“You aren’t pathetic y/n and Fred certainly has never thought that” Hermione tries to console you
“I know this might not be the advice you want to hear but you need to put them in their place” Ginny says as she rubs your back
“What do you mean?” you look up at her
“Well I had a similar problem with girls coming up to Harry being the chosen one and everything, you just have to mark your territory a bit. Of course, I told them to get fucked and may or may not have threatened them to back off with my…” Ginny is cut off
“Ginny!” Hermione looks at her friend appalled “You didn’t?”
“What, one of them tried to slip him a love potion, you would have done the same” Ginny defends herself as you giggle a little “Anyway what I’m saying is next time they come up to Fred stand your ground a little bit”
“And maybe don’t threaten them like Gin” Hermione adds getting a little glare from Ginny
“You think that would work?” they nod “I don’t know if I have it in me” you frown
“You do, trust me theirs a little fire in there” Ginny points to your stomach “every woman has it”
“She’s right, I didn’t think I had it in me either until I told…” Hermione stops herself “…we shouldn’t speak ill of the umm” she swallows hard as Ginny cringes
You knit your eyebrows together “You both know Lavender is alive right?” you look between them
The girl’s eyes widen “Wait, really?” Ginny asks
“Yeah, I mean she didn’t come back because she was turned into a werewolf but yeah she’s alive” you clarify
“How do you know?” Hermione inquires
“Jess sent me a letter saying she was one of her first customers since she sells wolfbane potion on discount” you explain
“Oh” Hermione nods head tilted
“Okay then, you show those bitches he’s yours just like Hermione handed Lavender’s arse to hers” Ginny perks up patting Hermione’s back as she goes a bit red
“Amen sister” you all jump at Lees voice behind you
“Bloody hell” Hermione sheiks before cringing “Crap I’m turning into Ron”
You, Ginny and Lee laugh at her as she buries her head in her hands giggling before you turn to greet the boy “Hey Lee”
“Hey y/n, looks like we both bagged ourselves a twin each huh” he smirks at you as you giggle “Speaking of Gin do you have it set up?”
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After double checking everything you and the girls huddle by the window as you watch for Georges reaction as Lee starts commentating on the ‘match’
“Oh, looks like Georgie boy has the ball, he’s weaving through the other chasers before stopping and staring at his very handsome, very successful friend that loves him very much, way more than a friend so he’s decided to surprise him and pronounce his love for his ginger on his 21st birthday…” you all giggle at the commentating, smiling as Georges face light up “…and now he’s flying down, he touches the ground discarding the quaffle and broom, walking up to... mhm” Lee is cut off by George kissing him, the rest of the family cheering as they touch down on the ground behind
Fred looks over to see you, Hermione and Ginny cheering through the window. You catch his eye watching as he smiles brightly mouthing ‘thank you’
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“Hey love” Fred greets you as he walks into the bedroom
“Hey Freddie” you smile up at him “Where’s Georgie and Lee?”
“Lee booked a room in a hotel for a couple of nights so he and Georgie are staying there tonight” he gives you a knowing look
“Oh” you giggle catching on “So we have the room to ourselves?”
“Yup, a night of peace and quiet” Fred jokes as he goes to get his pjs out
You grip his jumper stopping him, making him turn to look at you. He looks at you confused as you lead him towards the bed sitting him down, before climbing onto his lap.
He smirks “I see what you’re doing little puff” he nuzzles his nose with yours as he moves his hand up to your cheek capturing his lips with yours “Happy Birthday to me” he mumbles against your lips as you giggle a little
Soon his hands move down to your waist as the kiss heats up, yours moving to the back of his neck. As Fred slips his tongue into your mouth your hands glide down to lift the hem of his shirt. Fred eyebrows knit together as he pulls back taking your hands in his stopping you
“I’m sorry” you apologise feeling a bit embarrassed
Fred shakes his head “Oh no, don’t be sorry love” he cups your cheeks “Just because we have the room to yourselves and it’s my birthday doesn’t mean you need to feel like we have to go further than your comf…”
You cut him off moving your own hands up to grip his wrists “I want to” you smile bringing his hand up to your lips, placing a gentle kiss on the palm
Fred looks into your eyes to make sure you want this as much as he does, looking for any sign of worry but he only finds love in them. He smiles moving into kiss you again, letting you take off his shirt this time.
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You feel yourself being pulled aside as you walk towards the Great Hall for breakfast, looking up you see your boyfriend
“Freddie where are we going?” you ask as he leads you down an empty corridor
“Patience little puff” he says, looking around before tugging you into a small enclave
“Oh, that’s where we’re going” you grin up at him
“Actually, I pulled you in here for something else” your grin drops but quickly returns “But while we are here” he places his bag on the ground next to you and picks you up, holding you against the wall as you wrap your legs and arms around him
“Freddie” you giggle as he places kisses all over your face
“What? Do you want me to stop love?”
You shake your head “Never” he moves in to properly kiss you
After his birthday you and Fred only grew closer, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you and you were the same with him. Your PDA definitely increased, whenever you were together he always had his arm around you and in class he would either hold your hand under the desk or have his hand on your thigh. You were still nervous but after your talks with Ginny and Hermione and Molly absolutely adoring you, you felt more confident.
The Ravenclaw girls and a lot of others had noticed the increase in you and Fred affections, the girls were furious on the first day back when they spotted a hickey on Fred’s neck. Although they quickly clapped back, spreading the rumour that you and Fred had finally did it and he would use you up and throw you away any day now.
Fred pulls back, gently setting you down as you wobble a little straightening out your uniform. As you fix your skirt you remember Fred actually had something to tell you before your impromptu make out session “Freddie?”
“Yeah love?” he smiles down at you
“What did you want to tell me?” you bite your lip
“Oh” his eyes light up in recognition “We don’t have any classes together until Dark arts and I want to make sure you were alright for the presentation” he pushes some of your hair back
Your heart flutters “I’m okay a bit nervous but…” you take his and in yours “…as long as you’re with me I know it’ll all be okay”
He smiles down at you, planting a kiss on your forehead “Right you better get to breakfast”
“Are you not coming?” you ask as you exit the little enclave
“Me and Georgie have a little something we need to do” he flashes you a toothy grin
You start giggling at him before your attention is pulled to some people approaching. Looking over, you and Fred sigh as you see the girl who just can’t take no for an answer walk right up to you both, well, walk right up to Fred with her little posse behind her.
“Hiya Freddie” she smirks at him, it falters a little as she sees your clothes are a bit rugged but she recovers “I just wanted to wish you luck with your presentation today” she bites her lip
You roll your eyes, although you did realise Ginny was right, you could feel a small ember in you as you watched her tragic display.
Fred nods giving a fake smile “Thanks, good luck to you as well”
“Aww thank you” she glances at you as she goes to rub Fred’s arm but stops at a voice booming down the corridor
“Fred!” George shouts down the corridor “Get your arse over here!” he gestures
“Oh shit” Fred looks at you “Sorry love, I’ll see you later okay?” you nod as he kisses your cheek quickly running off following his brother down the hall
You chuckle a little as you watch him run off before turning back to the girl who lets her true colours show, all of her friends giving you death glares behind her.
“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are Hufflepuff” she steps towards you making you step back “Showing up out of nowhere and bewitching our Freddie like that, what, you use one of their little potions on him or something?”
“No” you answer meekly
“You sure? Because Freddie’s been around a bit” you grimace slightly “He’s handsome, tall, popular, not to mention he’s now a war hero and rich with that little shop of his. As for you…” she looks you up and down “…you’re a pathetic little Hufflepuff with no friends, sitting alone at the table every morning with your little book, just face it to him you’re nothing more than a pity fuck” she makes a teasing expression as her friends laugh behind her
“What can the little Hufflepuff not talk back?” one of her little followers’ mocks, the boy giving a pouty expression
“You think your special?” she scoffs “I bet he hasn’t even told you he loves you, hell, your patronus’ weren’t even the same. Just face it y/n, you’ll never be his, eventually he’ll realise he should be with me” she crosses her arms smiling smugly along with her friends behind her
In that moment you felt something snap, maybe this was what the girls were talking about, you felt that fire ignite. Little did you or those girls realise Fred had heard the latter end of the conversation as he came back to get the bag he forgot when he ran off with George. He was about to step in when you finally stand up to them
“Listen missy, I’m tired of you and your desperate pleas for my boyfriend’s attention, its embarrassing watching you throw yourself at him. I mean do you have any respect for yourself?” her eyes widen, as do the other girls as you point at her “I’m not going anywhere so you better back off because I’m his and he’s mine” Fred admires you as you speak, heart welling as you calling him yours.
He steps forward “Well said darling” he announces his presence causing the girls head to whip towards him looking mortified, similar expressions on her friends faces as well
“Freddie…I” the girl whines as she falters trying to find something to say
“You heard my girl, back off” he smirks as he comes up wrapping his arm around your shoulder giving you a little shake
The girls run off quickly, as you start breathing heavy “Did I really just do that” you look up at him in disbelief, putting a hand over your mouth letting out a small laugh
Fred smiles “Yup and it was badass love” he moves placing his hands on your shoulders rubbing up and down “You have no idea how proud I am” he kisses your forehead
“You are?”
“Yeah” he nods leaning down to your ear “Not to mention how hot you are when you’re all fired up like that” you giggle as he tugs you closer to him
“Want to skip our first classes?” you bite your lip
“Hell yeah” you giggle as he takes your hand leading you back to his dorm
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“Well done Mr Malfoy, Miss Greengrass, excellent presentation” Remus compliments, smiling as they sit back down Draco gives Astoria’s hand a small squeeze under the desk
“Alright finally Mr Weasley, Miss Y/l/n” he invites you and Fred up to the front of the class “Just begin when you are ready”
“Hello everyone” Fred’s greet the class “Our presentation is on patronus’, in particularly corporeal patronus forms. These are more powerful that non-corporeal form but they are much hardest to cast, my little sister and future brother in law…” he winks at Harry who goes red as Ginny giggles “…have two of the most powerful ones I’ve ever seen”
He looks to you to continue, you take a breath before speaking “These forms are unique to each person and are produced using a powerful memory, most often being a happy one, but any positive memory, like love is a very powerful emotion that can be used when attempting to produce one. These can change overtime, for example Professor Lupins wife’ patronus changed from a rabbit to a wolf as she fell in love with him” you smile at Remus who returns it
Fred takes it from there “Patronus’ can take on the form of any living creature, most common being regular animals like dogs, cats etc. but there are some that take the form of magical creatures, like Professor Dumbledore had a Phoenix and a man called Andros the Invincible supposedly had one in the form of a Giant…but…” you and Fred pull your wands out “…why tell you all about these when we could show you?”
“Ready love” he whispers giving your hand a squeeze
“Ready”
You give each other one last smile as you both say the words Expecto Patronum, the class sits in awe as light floods from the ends of both of your wands. The light beginning to take its forms, the class lets out a ‘ooo’ in unison while you and Fred look at each other smiling before your attention is pulled by another student
“Hey their patronus’ are the same!”
Fred and you look over to see Fred patronus is no longer a magpie but a robin like yours. You both look back at each other as your patronus’ dance around the classroom. In that moment you knew of certainty he loved you as much you love him and it was now your turn to not care if you were in class. You grab him by the collar of the shirt and pull him down to your lips, kissing him with everything you had, to which he more than happily returns, even dipping you down for extra flourish.
The class looks up at the two of you as the patronus’ dissipate, erupting in cheers, even Draco, Pansy and Blaise smiling and clapping at the scene.
“That’s my future sister in law” George cheers
“Get some y/n!” Ginny shouts
As you both pull back you speak “I love you” looking up into his eyes as your still dipped down in his arms
He smiles at you “I love you more” he captures your lips again
Remus shakes his head chuckling at the scene, overjoyed for you both, but he does give a little cough to let you both know you are still in a room. You and Fred pull back as he helps you to stand up properly, you’re like a little like jelly from the kiss. Your legs start to feel even more wobbly as get fluttered realising you actually just did that in a room full of people, while Fred just slithers his arm around your waist giving you a kiss on the fore head before stepping forward
“I hope you enjoyed our presentation, I know I did, we didn’t even know about the plot twist finale” he jokes as the class giggles, pulling you over to him you giggle as you both bow to the class“Thanks for listening” 
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