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abookloverlmao · 2 years

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𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑐𝑘. {𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑊𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦 𝑥 𝐹!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟}

Warning: Making out, reader has mommy issues (family also), mention of Umbitch and Reader getting punished by her, neck kissing, swearing, slight enemies to lovers, slight grumpy x sunshine, gryffindor!reader, flirty!Fred, scars, female!reader (I'm sure I forgot some things)

Summary; What will happen when you get stuck with Fred Weasley (the person you despise) in a closet to hide from Umbridge?

I wrote this based on a dream I had, so yeah it's quite shitty but I hope you enjoy it.

7th year; The order of the phoenix

She was always quiet, people saw her as nothing but a grumpy girl who was likely and mostly found in the library or ordering the Gryffindors, she had always an annoyed look on her face and according to most of her classmates her eyes would always sparkle at the sight of Fred Weasley (which she would roll her eyes at), the well-known prankster that always seemed to find a way to make her heart flutter, the guy who got most girls their age around his fingers along with his twin brother, even Remus Lupin noticed it as well.

They always were bickering in the hallways, common room, and even in class, leading them to be stuck in detention together, where they still found a way to bicker.

but both their heart would start beating so fast at the sight of the other.

Ever since Umbridge became a professor, Y/N started to have more detention, no not because of bickering with Fred but for expressing her opinion or defending herself, leading her to become very annoyed and slightly ruder especially when DADA was her favorite class, now she despises it, she tried to talk to a professor and even Dumbledore, but no one listened.

As soon as Harry walked inside the common room everyone fell silent making her grunt and put down her book cocking her head to the side lazily watching as Seamus and Harry started fighting, "well, nobody was there the night Cedric died." Harry and his anger issues immediately snapped back bitterly, Ron came to the rescue and tried to calm his best friend, she got up.

"Seamus, sit down, now." she ordered the boy eyeing the chair with a glare, he did as told without a second thought, "you believe in his rubbish?" he exclaimed to the girl immediately regretting opening his mouth at the first place, he wanted to hide from her burning eyes.

"I don't believe anything or anyone in this room, so everyone better put those papers away and stop being dramatic, and go to bed, it's not summer anymore." she snapped back her voice getting slightly louder but she wasn't yelling, she hated to say that, she sounded like her mother and it was so disgusting.

Everyone got on their feet muttering 'good nights' while brushing past her in silence, hurriedly going to their beds.

Fred Weasley was the only one left as he walked up standing beside her with crossed arms and a raised eyebrow, "you know, you're hot when you're ordering." he spoke leaning in slightly to whisper against her ear, "I love it." his voice knocks the air out of her lungs as she turned around to look at him, eyes locking ad noses accidentally bumping and his lips ghosted hers.

Her eyes fell to his lips and back up to his beautiful eyes and he did the same thing but with a cocky grin, her cheeks burned under his gaze as they always do, but she wasn't going to burst his ego, "Ugh!" she scoffed in fake disgust while rolling her eyes, walking away from him trying so hard to ignore how hot her body suddenly became along with the room temperature rising.

His burning eyes watching as she left, only made it worse.

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Christmas was getting closer and here she is walking down the hallways heading to the library when suddenly Fred Weasley stood in front of her panting heavily, she frowned, "I'm in deep shit." he spoke voice raspy from all the running while looking behind him, she raised her eyebrows at him with crossed arms in front of her chest

"do I even look surprised? nope" she popped the 'p' and watched as he gritted his teeth, jaw clenching and eyes looking behind every second, "hide me. Umbitch is after me because of my prank, and.. she thinks that you are in it too." eyes slightly widening in rage and disbelieve she pointed her finger at him, "are you serious? are you fucking serious?!" Fred tried not to meet her eyes and instead would shoot her a pleading look.

"We don't have much time!" groaning in frustration she grabbed his wrist running down the hallway at a very fast speed not caring about the students groans and huffs, pushing the door open to an empty classroom she death glared at the boy, "stay silent." Fred followed behind her as quietly as he can, towering over her form.

Peeking from the crack she watched, her eyes slightly widening at the sight of Argus Filch, "Fitch is walking down the hall, hide!" she whispered harshly hearing him check the other classrooms, grabbing his hand this time she pulled him towards a closet pushing him in, the closet where they kept the blazers to potions that will probably ruin their clothes.

Fred being the prankster started chuckling, to shut him up she placed her hand on his mouth shooting him an 'I will kill you if you laugh' look, her body pressed against his, her face inches away from his since she was standing on her tiptoes due to him being taller, he smelled so amazing; New card desk, Zonko's joke shop, treacle tart and...broomstick handle?

Whatever, she still loved it.

Taking her hand out from his mouth she looked everywhere but his eyes, Fred kept staring at her watching as she peeked through the crack, backing away she suddenly tripped, closing her eyes tightly waiting for the worse to happen, but nothing.

Fred's hand pressed firmly against her waist making her freeze and his other hand on her mouth as he pulled her towards him, her back pressed against his chest and their legs slightly crossed, goosebumps ran through her body like a wave as her breath became heavier.

both their lips pressing together dangerously, as soon as he put his hand away from her mouth he whispered, "you like it, don't you?" yes, she did and that made her so mad at herself, turned to look at him she watched as he smirked down at her, smug motherfucker. she thought grabbing his wrist with a murderous look

"don't fucking touch me!" she whispered-yelled harshly but wanted to say the complete opposite, the redness in the cheeks and eyes that sparkled said otherwise, "Woah there, darlin', you will get us caught.." he whispered this voice low that made her shrink and loosen her hold slightly.

Gulping, she looked away from him letting go of his wrist, but Fred always loved challenges and this one was perfect, in one swift movement she was pressed against the wood of the closet, both her wrists were held by Fred as he stepped dangerously closer if that's possible.

this time she didn't fight back and looked at him with eyes sparkling even if it was dark and the only light was coming from the crack under the door, "merlin, you are so beautiful yet annoying... I fucking love it, my type." that was all he needed to say before she pressed her lips against his.

Soft and gentle as his hand let go of her wrist to hold her cheek, of all the kisses he had before, she was the best and truest one, her eyes fluttered shut as she kissed him melting as soon as he kissed her back, her head hitting the wood slightly as they kissed.

it was just like they dreamt, soft and sweet.

That was until he decided to deepen it, his tongue pressed against her lips and that was the only thing he needed to do before she opened her mouth to welcome him.

His fingers went from her cheek to her hair making her sigh and melt against his lips, he grinned while rolling a piece of hair between his fingers his lips not leaving hers, she tasted like vanilla and caramel and merlin how it was intoxicating.

Y/N ran her hand through his hair, breath getting heavier by the second that passed but she didn't dare to stop not once, too intoxicated by his lips, but once one of his hands went under her thighs squeezing she gasped, pulling slightly away and wrapping her legs around his waist.

That cocky and proud grin never left his lips as he whispered, "you broke the rule of boys and girls are not permitted within 6 inches of each other." she chuckled her chest going up and down, her lips were numb but she didn't bring herself to care, "I never listened to Umbitch rules anyways."

She grinned back proudly watching as he gulped it was as if he has a hard time pulling himself together, her lips were like a drug that he wants to get high too forever, she squealed once he slammed his lips against hers pulling him slightly by the scarlet and gold tie.

his hand went down her white blouse and caressed her skin softly making her gasp against his lips, her cheeks flushed as she smiled against his lips driving him insane, "I need you, you make me feel so good." he whispered littering her face with kisses making her chuckle softly.

"you make me feel good, as well-oh~" the feeling of his lips kissing her neck made her whine as she looked up running a hand through his hair and the other slightly scratching the back of his neck making him grunt, a warm and fuzzy feeling tingling in her stomach as she fluttered her eyes shut in pleasure, his lips wandering down her neck and leaving a trail of warm kisses, teeth plucking at the soft skin.

"Fred.." she whispered feeling him suck on her skin before she could let out a small whine the door to the classroom slammed open and both of them froze, her eyes were wide and Fred's breath hitched still holding her.

Argus looked around not even caring about the closet and let out an annoyed huff, checking behind the chairs, Fred suddenly sucked on her collarbone making her put her hand on her mouth to keep herself from moaning.

Fred watched as she looked down at him watching as he raised his eyebrow at her with a smirk, Argus suddenly stood in front of the closet and both the teenagers stayed in their positions, Fred's lips still on her collarbone and hand caressing her body up and down, her hand was on his hair stroking and pulling slightly making him look up at her with heart eyes.

her legs were still wrapped around his waist as his other went up to lace with hers, the look on her face was filled with pleasure and he swore that he would do anything to see her like that on repeat, she was treasuring every moment, his eyes on hers, his hands on her body, not caring that Umbridge was looking for them, she surrendered to bliss.

Argus walked away not even bothering to check the closet and closed the door behind him, Fred helped her and set her back in front of him, her hair was messy, her lips numb, her eyes sparkling, her tie loose and uniform messy.

The flame of passion burned her whole body as she tried to straighten her outfit to not seem suspicious, Fred helped her, opening the door both of them walked out of their make-out spot, "Okay.." she spoke turning around and looking up at him, "I will get out first so we don't look suspicious.." she muttered smiling up at him.

Fred nodded with a smile, melting at her genuine grin, it was for the first time she ever smiled at him genuinely, he walked up towards her brushing the top of her hair before placing his hand on her cheek, feeling how hot she is against his cold hands, she leaned against his hand lovingly.

he leaned in kissing her lips softly and gently holding her as if she was going to vanish if he let go, she kisses him back standing on her tiptoes, "thank you... for today." she whispered once they parted, her voice soft and not filled with sarcasm, she couldn’t think of a time she’d ever been happier.

"Come, spend Christmas with me, please?" he begged, he knew that she planned to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas like she always do, and her heart throbbed with happiness as she nodded, "I will." he thought he would die of joy at her response, littering her face with kisses once again.

"thank you, love." that was all he needed to say before she pecked his lips and walked out of the classroom, smiling brightly to herself and replaying the moment they both had in the closet.

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That night passed by them pecking each other's lips anytime they walk past each other. Hermione noticed the dark mark on her collarbone of course.

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Christmas holidays came and here she finds herself standing just outside the door, she wore a black turtleneck along with light blue jeans, converse, and a brown jacket, let's not forget about the beanie that Remus Lupin handed her as a birthday gift.

knocking, she stood there awkwardly staring at her shoes watching the foot trance she left, it was snowing, and her nose was slightly red from the cold as she stuffed her hand in her pocket for some warmth, a woman with red hair and a kind smile appeared at the door.

"oh hi! you must be Y/N!" she exclaimed watching as she took off her beanie politely with a smile, "yes ma'am." Molly pulled her inside the house who was so beautiful, "oh call me Molly, please! you are so beautiful, I am so happy you came to spend Christmas with us!" Molly was a very kind woman and her calling her beautiful made her so happy, as she took off her jacket.

"thank you so much, that is very kind of you. I hope I'm not bothering you." she replied with a kind smile, Molly heard a lot about the L/N family most of them got sorted into Slytherin and became death eaters but seeing Y/N so kind and a Gryffindor was very surprising.

"oh please my darling, you are more than welcoming with us," Molly replied before calling out for her sons and daughter, Fred was the first to walk down the stairs and immediately kissed her lips, "you came!" he said pulling her towards his embrace, she wrapped her arms around his waist with a smile.

"Yup, I did." Fred pulled away and turned to look at his mother who smiled softly at the couple, "show her around Fred while I get dinner ready, yeah?" her son nodded and walked up the stairs, maybe spending Christmas with the Weasleys is an amazing idea.

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Molly loved Y/N, really, she loved her so much that she wanted her son to get married to the H/C-haired girl, she was kind and helped her cook dinner, helped her clean the dishes, set the table, and even bought everyone gifts from London.

Y/N never felt loved by her family and Molly being so kind made her think as to why her mother couldn't do such a thing, "I made you this gift, it's not much but I hope you enjoy it." spoke Molly whole handing the perfectly wrapped gift, Y/N heart melted as she hugged Molly as a thank you.

"thank you so much, it's perfect," it was a beautiful handmade F/C sweater with the first letter of her name in the center, she could feel the tears covering her eyes as she immediately wore the warm sweater without a thought, grabbing Molly's hands in hers she spoke, "thank you so much for being so kind to me."

Molly pulled the girl into her embrace, Fred had told her about her relationship with her family and Molly was more than happy to have her part of the family.

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This was probably her favorite time ever, a new sweater, a new family, and a boyfriend she loves with her whole heart, what more could she want? this Christmas was full of her dreams and wishes coming true

Laying on the bed beside Fred with their legs tangled she listened to his heart, it was beating so fast every time she would smile or reach for his hand to intertwine her fingers with.

Fred played with her hair taking a strand and twirling it between his fingers, glancing up at him she watched as he brought her hand towards his lips, pressing kisses on every knuckle, her sleeve fell showing the scars of Umbridge's idea of punishment.

They healed but didn't disappear, Fred looked up at her in confusion as to where she got these scars, "Umbitch." was the only thing she said looking everywhere but his eyes, "and you didn't tell me?" he asked, he wasn't mad at her or anything, he was just worried.

"Why should I? me and Harry are her easiest target, I tried to talk to dumbledore but he didn't even bother turning around or listening, me and Harry, both needed his help.." Fred listened quietly, he would always try and make jokes when someone is feeling down.

but the sight of her hurt made his heart pang, the word wasn't 'I must not tell lies' like Harry, it was the word 'Mistake' over and over again, 4 times all over her arm, Fred didn't say a word and instead just kissed each letter on every scar making her eyes water.

she looked up trying to blink the tears away, of all the years she had been in Hogwarts not once did he see her cry, not even when she was in terrible pain, Fred scooted closer towards her before cupping both her cheeks.

She looked at him deep in the eyes trying so hard not to break down at his painful look, "this isn't you... you're never sad. please, laugh, smile, prank me, do anything just.. don't look at me like that, Fred. I am begging you. I hate seeing you like this." she said, Fred Weasley not smiling or cracking a joke is very rare and her seeing him staring at her eyes feeling terrible about not knowing about these scars, made her feel so scared and worried.

he was always an outgoing and goofy but protective person and that was one of the reasons why she loved him, she can give him 100 reasons as to why she fell in love with him.

"You are my family Y/N, we used to fight a lot but trust me those fights always made me smile when I rethink them before going to sleep, and your smile, merlin I hate it when George would tease me whenever I stare at you when you smile to Hermione or Ron, not to mention I was kinda jealous of Ron..." she laughed, her laughter was like music to his ears.

"jealous of your brother?" she asked watching as he nodded with flushed cheeks in embarrassment, she cupped his cheeks and placed a soft kiss on his lips, pulling away she watched as he grinned childishly in her hold, "go to sleep, dork. you're cute but please stop smiling like that." she said about to get up when he suddenly grabbed her wrist pulling her back down.

pinning her to his bed he towered over her form watching as she cocked an eyebrow at him, "told you we will finish what we started." he spoke voice low that made her shiver, "oh yeah?" he nodded and for merlin knows how many time today, he kissed her lips making her hum ad wrap her arms around his neck.

"I hate you."

"oh no, you don't, darling."

"no I don't.." she sighed against his lips.

Best Christmas ever. Whenever she looks at him it's like she just realized what love truly is, she never had a soft spot for someone only the Weasleys, Fred never found a smile so bright until he saw hers, it was like the moon, and Fred swore that he always fell in love with the moon with each glance.

He fell in love with her with each glance.

just like seeing her for the first time.

the way they always seemed to catch each other's eyes even when they were in a crowd, the way he would watch as she put her hair in a messy hairstyle when she was reading, the way she would frown when she doesn't understand something, small details.

They fell in love, maybe hiding with Fred Weasley in a tight closet to run away from Umbridge was not a terrible idea after all, in fact, Y/N was glad that Fred did this prank.

#fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #harry potter x reader #x reader #gryffindor!reader #james phelps x reader #harry potter #harry potter and the order of the phoenix #hermione granger #george weasley #ron weasley #imagine #molly weasley #fluff #enemies to lovers #grumpy x sunshine #slight smut

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apparentlytheproblem · 9 months

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s a f e a r m s

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- fred weasley

a/n: tysmm for requesting agaainn, im sorry this took some time, i wasnt sure how to lead with this but i hope you're happy with how this turned out :)

p.s i love you and this literally has me giggling and smiling

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

fred weasley, the king with all his pride which no one could strip from him, all the cockiness no one could touch, the one so high from all, that no one would play against his will.

then why oh why was everything he had built for himself, his charm, his walls, his cool, all fumbling and crumbling beneath him when you arrived?

why did his heart flutter? or why did heat rise to his cheeks and why did he feel so weak to a pretty smile? you had every power over him and he despised you for it. he despised himself on how easily you could walk all over him and he'd say thank you. he couldn't fathom why he was so desperate for your attention even if it was for a mere second.

walking around the hallways in all his glory he'd immediately caught you making your way. it was peak rush hour, everyone was squirming their way from one class to another and his girl had seemed to have lost her footing

fred swept in catching her from having a meet with the floor. her arms were hugging him. freddie took a second for him to teach himself how to breathe again.

"the words are you're welcome" supplied fred when your mouth lied open, failing to form words. fred weasley had his arms swung around your waist having you pressed to his chest.

freddie didn't want to let go. he wanted to keep you pressed to him, his hands were everyone could see. he wanted to hold on forever.

"are you planning on letting go freddie darling?"

fuck. fred was officially pudding after he heard 'freddie' roll out of your mouth, he was fulfilled.

"so you can go and fall all over again? let them finish scavenging the halls or you'll become squash." how he managed to sound so confident and steady he didn't know?

maybe it had something to do with Rodger Holmes on the other side of the corridor, his face filled with jealousy. it gave freddie a kick. the girl he's been pinning for in freddie's arms, pressed against him whispering into each other's ears. Holmes did not need to know what as long as he could see she was in her weasley's arms. it helped him establish his dominance. you were to be his even if you didn't know it yet, even if you'd thought him to be the cruel cold hearted prankster, and Rodger dear better sit the hell back down.

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nosku · 11 months

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HARRY POTTER AND CAST MASTERLIST

《key:♡-fluff ♤-angst ♧-smut ●-dark filthy smut》

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note:the smuts and dark smuts are very very VERY unholy so plz be warned

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*btw some of these don't have summary bc I'm lazy lmao*

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harry potter:

together《♡》

smile《♡》

daniel Radcliffe:

wedding day《♡》

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fred:

punishment 《♧●》

kitchen sex《♧》

James phelps:

wish I were Heather《♤》

your jealous of his wife

my girl《♡》

your only his

you《♧》

whith you《♡》

we dated in 2004《♡》

why I love you?《♡》

James ver.

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George:

bunny《♧》

forever《♡》

oliver phelps:

my world《♡》

yea《♧》

why I love you?《♡》

(oliver ver.)

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weasley twins:

our whore《♧●》

cockslut《♧》

car sex《♧》

(car sex with the twins *muggle AU*)

shameless《♧》

treat me like a toy《♧●》

hostage《♧●》

(the twins helds u hostage as there fucktoy *muggle AU*)

hostage pt.2 《♧●●》

(you try to runaway but.. *muggle AU*)

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draco:

run rabbit 《♤》

draco humiliates you infront of everyone

run rabbit pt.2 《♤》

your tired of draco torturing you

Tom Felton:

don't let it bother u《♤♡》

never gonna let go《♤》

Tom Is scared your gonna leave him

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cho chang:

I love you《♡》

you and me 《♡♧》

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Angelina jhonson:

mommy 《♧●》

bad 《♧》

dancing in the moonlight《♡》

you belong to me 《♧●》

Tiana Benjamin:

Friday night《♡》

my baby《♡♧》

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MORE COMING SOON......

#harry potter smut #angelina johnson #george weasley #fred weasley smut #george weasely smut #fred weasley #george wensley #cho chang #james phelps #oliver phelps #weasley twins

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raekensluver · 2 years

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exhibition kink; fred weasley x fem!reader

what the title says. fred weasley with an exhibition kink....this is my first post of any of my writing, so if it's terrible, I apologize!

currently imagining ootp fred but u can imagine whichever era you want

you're staying over at the burrow

its summer and you, fred and george are sharing a bedroom

you and fred have been dating for a while

you two are sleeping in the same bed while george is on the other on the other side of the room

i feel like this whole thing starts from one of you having a wet dream about the other

it's you.

you have the dream.

fred is woken up by your soft moaning/whimpering

as you wake up by yourself and realize what you were doing fred would whisper to you

"what were you dreaming about my love?"

with the cheekiest smile ever

bc I said so

and that's when you would tell him.

"you..."

"oh? what was i doing?"

"you were kissing me..."

"yeah? like this?

he would usher you onto his lap

and then he would start kissing your neck and somehow his hands would end up under your shirt.

your also wearing one of his shirts with no bra along with small pajama shorts while fred is shirtless and in pajama pants

as fred's really starting to get into it you would stop him and ask

"fred- what about george? what if he hears and wakes up...?

nervously glancing over to where he was sleeping

"then we gotta make sure he doesn't hear....can you do that for me love?"

you're still hesitant but let him continue

fred's now very impatient and eventually rips his shirt off of you and flips you and himself over so you're on the bottom

george is still fast asleep

freds head is currently nestled between your shoulder while he's kissing ur neck

his hair is tickling your neck

his right hand is on the back of your head while his left is on the side of your neck

let us take a moment of silence for how god damn sexy this man's hands are omg

your hands are tangled in his hair

this seems like the moment you would let a small moan slip out

"be quiet darling....you don't want georgie to hear do you?"

when he finally buries his cock in you, you moan fairly loudly

"yea? you like that? does my pretty girl like that?"

right before he cums, it's one hard thrust and then it happens.

as he cums, it’s inside you and he’s groaning while his head is buried in your shoulder

"bloody hell y/n"

breeding kink much?

and he keeps going until he gets really overstimulated bc I said so

once both of you finish, he gets off of you and lays beside you, and gives you a kiss on the forehead

#fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #george weasley #fred and george #fred weasley smut #fred weasley x you #headcanons #reader insert #fred weasley imagine #the burrow #harry potter ootp #james phelps #oliver phelps #the weasly twins #fred weasley x fem!reader #fem!reader

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n0tasaint · 1 year

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Hey!! I posted a little while ago I wanted to start writing and so far I have a little something in my drafts! It’s a Fred Weasley One Shot!!!! Well I say one shot but I’m not opposed to writing a part two if people ask for it. I will be taking requests once it’s released if you all think it’s good enough!! I plan to write for multiple fandoms, but right now the Harry Potter universe has got me on lock down!! 💗 Thanks for the advice on my last post!

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laines-laments · 7 months

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･:*:･ﾟ★ intro and masterlist

･:*:･ﾟ★ greetings and salutations

hii ! welcome to my blog, i'm laine !! i suffer from chronic teenage girl-ism and i fear i may never recover lolz !! my requests are always open as i am in constant need of inspiration, just send me an ask !! if you want to support me by funding my spending habits do so here !!

･:*:･ﾟ★ masterlist

♥︎ - smut / mature

✿ - fluff

★ - angst

House, M.D

Gregory House -

Jame Wilson -

Lisa Cuddy -

Robert Chase -

Thirteen -

Be More Chill

Michael Mell -

Jeremy Heere -

Richard Goranski -

Jake Dillinger -

Homestuck

John Egbert -

Dave Strider -

Rose Lalonde -

Gamzee Makara -

Karkat Vantas -

Mituna Captor -

Sollux Captor -

Nepeta Leijon -

Cronus Ampora -

My Chemical Romance

Ray Toro -

Mikey Way -

Frank Iero -

Gerard Way -

Kobra Kid (Mikey Way) -

Jetstar (Ray Toro) -

Party Poision (Gerard Way) -

Fun Ghoul (Frank Iero) -

Hamilton

Alexander Hamilton -

Thomas Jefferson -

John Laurens -

Phillip Hamilton -

SallyFace

Sal Fisher -

Larry Johnson -

Ashley Campbell -

Travis Phelps -

Danganronpa

Gonta Gokuhara -

Rantaro Amami -

Nekomaru Nidai -

Kazuichi Soda -

Sakura Ogami -

Leon Kuwata -

Kokichi Oma -

Mondo Owada -

Yasuhiro Hagakure -

The Magnus Archives

Jonathan Sims -

Martin Blackwood -

Timothy Stoker -

Elias Bushard -

Peter Lucas -

Jerad Keay -

Nikola Orsinov -

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid -

Law and Order : SVU

Olivia Benson -

Elliot Stabler -

John Munch -

Fin Tutuola -

Evangelion

Shinji Ikari -

Rei Ayanomi -

Asuka Langley -

Stardew Valley

Sam -

Sebastian -

Abigale -

Harvey -

Creepypasta

Jeff the Killer -

Ticci Toby -

Eyeless Jack -

Ben Drowned -

Laughing Jack -

Repo: The Genetic Opera

Grave Robber -

Pavi Largo -

Luigi Largo -

Amber Sweet -

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Bubba Sawyer -

Heathers

Heather Mac -

Heather Duke -

Heather Chandler -

Ram Sweeney -

Kurt Kelly -

Jason Dean -

Veronica Sawyer - how veronica would be as a teen mom (PG13)

My Hero Academia

Katsuki Bakugou -

Shoto Todoroki -

Izuku Midoria -

Touya Todoroki (Dabi) -

Endeavor -

Tomura Shigiraki -

Jin Bubaigawara (Twice) -

Beetlejuice

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Bojack Horseman

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Regular Request Rules + NSFW Request Rules

Regular (non-smut) Requests Basic Rules

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I am allowed to not answer (shouldn't have to be said but it is)

Do not request the same thing twice

I might add/change more rules and characters as time goes on because I'm forgetful

Just Notes

Why is my Miles Morales shit post getting reblogged pleeease pick anything other than that

Reader Rules (non-smut)

I will preferably do male reader

I might do gn reader

I won't do female reader so don't ask

I will accept reader being a characters sibling

Character Rules (non-smut)

I will do romantic female characters

I will do romantic male characters

Reader Rules (smut)

I will do dom!top!reader

I will do sub!top!reader

I will not do sub!bottom!reader

Kink Rules (obviously smut)

I will do degradation

I will not do praise (I'm horrible at it sorry)

I will not do pet names of any kind

I might do other kinks if you specify

Character Rules (smut)

I would preferably do m/m

I will try to do gn/m

I will not do gn/f

I will do m/f

Fandoms I Will Do

Spiderman Into/Across The Spiderverse

Miles Morales

Peter B. Parker

Miguel O'Hara

Pavitr Prabhakar

Hobie Brown

Gwen Stacy

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Neville Longbottom

Luna Lovegood

Ginny Weasley

(depends) Draco Malfoy

Nymphadora Tonks

Shameless

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Mandy Milkovich

Veronica Fisher

Kevin Ball

Possibly others if you mention them

Young Sheldon

Georgie Cooper

Mary Cooper

IT Chapter 1/2

Richie Tozier

Eddie Kaspbrack

Bill Debsbrough

Stanley Uris

Beverly Marsh

Ben Hanscom

Mike Hanlon

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers (male reader only)

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Eleven

Max Mayfield

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Jason Carver

Eddie Munson

Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children (book)

Alma LeFay Peregrine

Caul Bentham

Jacob Portman

Emma Bloom

Fiona Frauenfeld

Hugh Apiston

Noor Pradesh

Millard Nullings

Enorace

Jillard

Joor

Jemma

Nuwho

Eleventh doctor

Twelfth doctor

Clara Oswald

Amy Pond

Rory Williams

River song

Fear Street

Kate Schmidt

Simon Kalivoda

Josh Johnson

Ziggy Berman

Cindy Berman

Alice Hart

Sally Face

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campell

Todd Morrison

Travis Phelps

Top Gun: Maverick

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Heartstopper

Nick Nelson

Charlie Spring (x m!reader only)

Tao Xu

Harry Greene

Elle Argent

James McEwan

Imogen Heanley

Issac Henderson

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avalynlestrange · 10 months

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The Owlery

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Please feel free to ask me a question or message me about anything or request a fanfic~~

I don’t bite and neither does my owl.

Requests/Recs(Open):

Requests and asks are always open~ unless specified.

It may take me a while to get to your request as they are sent via owls (and often the a creative block or life may cause delay)

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Please try not to be super specific in your asks as I tend to write better with more freedom to interpret. You can specify what type of reader you want the fic directed at but default will be female. I don’t write male readers but I will do gender neutral.

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If I did reply publicly, I will have sent your request to the kitchen and update how far along I am fairly regularly. Once the fic is finished I will tag you-unless you’re an anon- in the published fic (unless you instruct me not to).

I don’t write the imagines in a specific order. I write based on what inspires me the most, not by who requested first. I do this for fun so please be patient.

Please do not send me a request you’ve sent to or going to send another writer. Let me know in my messages or in the ask if have or plan to. I literally can’t bite. Nor would I. Just message me OFF anon saying “Lestrange please can I know how far along you are on my ask” or “Lestrange you’re taking too long to write my request and I am going to send it to another writer.” (Please read this post about why it’s impolite.)

If your request seems like too much of a repeat of something I’ve already written, I’ll direct you to that imagine instead of trying to rewrite it.

18+ I do not take smut requests on this blog. For spicy requests go to my secondary blog @evelynnelestrange

Currently I write for the following:

✿ Theodore Nott ✿ Fred Weasley ✿ George Weasley ✿ Draco Malfoy ✿ Mattheo Riddle ✿ Sebastian Sallow ✿ Ominis Gaunt ✿ Taylor Swift Songfics ✿ Sabrina Carpenter Songfics ✿ Olivia Rodrigo Songfics

✿ Maisie Peters Songfics

#inbox #ask #request #ask box #owl post #avalynlestrange #Theodore Nott #Draco Malfoy #Fred Weasley #George Weasley #Mattheo Riddle #Sebastian Sallow #Ominis Gaunt #based on taylor swift songs #based on sabrina carpenter songs

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afeb · 4 years

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Fred Weasley - Lover

“Why do I have to go this?” I asked again, wincing down at the small bottle of pink liquid in front of me.

“Because you owe us a favour for not ratting you out to Snape for cheating on your test last week.” George said. “And we need someone to test our Love Potion.”

“Now remember you’ll be obsessed with the next person you look at for twenty-four hours, so look at me.” Fred said.

I rolled my eyes. “It won’t kill me, will it?” I warily asked, bringing it to my nose and sniffing.

“Don’t worry, I was very careful.” George said. “Now bottoms up.”

I groaned and pinched my eyes closed, bringing to the rim of the bottle to my lips and quickly gulping the liquid. It tasted incredibly sweet, so much so it made my jaw twinge in pain. I pulled back and groaned, rubbing my jaw.

“You okay?” I heard Fred ask.

“Yeah I’m...” I opened my eyes and looked at him. “Fine.”

“Has it worked?” He asked.

“Yeah...” I whispered.

I’d never noticed how utterly handsome he was. His cheekbones were sculpted into his face, his nose strong, his jawline so sharp it could cut. His eyes were a deep blue, long hair sweeping in the most beautiful shade of red. He was tall, and built, presumably from all the Quidditch he played. Not only that but he was smart, and funny. Why hadn’t I noticed him before?

“Looks like you’ve got an admirer there.” George joked, pushing his brother lightly.

“You’re so good-looking.” I gasped, falling into Fred chest as I peered up at him. “And so funny and smart and kind.”

“Woah there.” Fred caught me, smiling down at me. “Easy Tiger.”

I giggled. “I never noticed you before, why?” I wondered aloud.

“No clue.” Fred replied.

“Come on, let’s get her to bed.” George said, gathering up my school books.

I practically hung off Fred’s arm on the way to the dormitory. “You smell so good.” I sighed, pressing my cheek against his shoulder.

“Jesus Georgie, how strong did you make this thing?” Fred asked.

George stifled a laugh. “I’ll dampen it a bit.”

I dreamily gazed up at Fred as he muttered the password to the Common Room, leading me inside. Everyone turned to look at us with an odd expression as Fred led me through the busy room. George broke off to go talk to some friends, whilst Fred took care of me.

Once inside my dorm, he sat me on the bed and stood before me. “I didn’t think it would work this well.”

I grabbed his hand. “Your hands are so big! God, you look so strong.” I complimented.

“What’s wrong with her?” Hermione asked, sitting up from her slouched position.

“Love Potion, George and I were testing it.” Fred chuckled down at me. “Tomorrow you won’t feel the same way.”

“But I love you!” I screeched, standing up and immediately wrapping my arms around him. “I could never fall out of love with you, Freddie!”

He laughed loudly and placed me back on the bed. “Keep an eye on her would you?” He said to Hermione who nodded along. “Night Y/N.”

“Night Freddie.” I sighed, smiling up at him brightly. I watched him leave before I collapsed onto the bed. “Hermione, I’m in love!”

She giggled a little. “It’s a Love Potion.”

I sat up quickly. “Is not! You know I had a huge crush on him before this.” I sighed.

I got ready for bed, babbling on about Fred and how wonderful he was. It was nearing midnight and all the girls were tucked away in bed, while my mind was still racing.

“Do you think he loves me back?” I asked out loud.

A chorus of groans filled the room. “Would you be quiet! You’ve been talking about him for hours.” Lavender said.

I sat up. “He’s so amazing though! Him and George have this great idea to open up a jokes shop and I really believe that he can make it and-“

“That’s it!” Hermione jumped out of bed, pulling the covers off my body. “We’re going to see Fred.”

I immediately jumped out. “You’re such a good friend, taking me to see the man I’m in love with!”

I wrapped my arm around my shoulder as Hermione quickly walked to the boys dorm. She banged loudly, for a long time.

“Fred Weasley, you get out here this instant!” She yelled.

Fred swung open the door with just pyjama bottoms on, rubbing his eyes and looking down at us. “It’s midnight, what the hell are you doing?”

Hermione stepped aside and Fred and I looked at one another. “Hi Freddie.” I dreamily sighed.

“She won’t shut up about you, so you’re going to deal with her for the night.” Hermione crossed her arms.

“She can’t sleep in here!” He defended.

“Not my problem.” Hermione grabbed my arm and pushed me into Fred’s chest, storming away.

“I guess we’re roomies for the night.” I winked.

“Oh god...” Fred sighed. “Stay here.”

I did as I was told and waited patiently for him to come back. He soon did, with a thick jumper and white trainers on, grabbing my hand.

“Where are we going?” I asked as I was tugged through the Common Room.

“The library,” he said. “There’s got to be something in there about breaking this damn spell.”

I followed after him, hand still clutched in mine. “I love you Fred, have I told you that? You’re just the best guy I’ve ever met and-“

Suddenly a hand came over my mouth and I was pushed against the wall, Fred craning his neck to peer behind the corner. Seconds later Feltch passed us, frowning before shrugging and going back in the direction he came.

Fred looked down at me. “Promise you’ll be quiet.” He whispered.

I nodded and Fred removed his hand. “I’d do anything for you, Fred.”

He rolled his eyes and tugged me behind him again. Once we successfully snuck into the library, Fred led us through the winding bookcases, picking up various books as we walked.

“Can I talk now?” I whispered.

“Quietly.” He whispered back, skimming over the pages.

“Do you love me back?” I asked, propping myself up on the side table next to Fred.

“Of course I do.” He mumbled, flicking to the next page.

“No, like are you in love with me.” I giggled.

He looked at me. “Y/N, you aren’t in love with me.” He said.

I frowned and pouted my lips. “Yes I am!” I squeaked.

“Shh!” He hissed.

I blushed. “I am in love with you, I was before this stupid potion.”

He stopped reading and snapped his eyes to me. “What?”

I snorted. “Don’t tell me you didn’t know, I have a huge crush on you!”

“You do?” I nodded. “Why?”

“Because you’re smart and funny, and handsome, and you smell amazing and you’re so strong and-“

“Forget I asked.” He said, turning back to the book.

I looked down at my hands. “You’d never go for a girl like me.” I muttered.

“Why would you say that?” He asked, grabbing another book and quickly reading.

I sighed heavily. “Because I’m awkward and you’re so cool. I’m not nearly as smart as you, I feel like you get bored when I speak to you. I’m not very pretty, not compared to some of the girls in your year.”

Fred had stopped reading by now and was intently watching me as I made my points. “Don’t say those things about yourself.” He murmured.

I shrugged. “It’s true though. I’m frumpy and my hair is always a mess, I try and do make up but somehow makes me look worse. I’m not terribly skinny and god I eat my feelings.”

“Hey,” he moved to stand in front of me and cupped my cheeks. “You’re the funniest, smartest, most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

I beamed up at him. “Really?”

“Really.” He smiled. “How an earth could you think I’d never date you?”

“I never thought you saw me in that way.” I confessed.

“I never saw you in any other way, I thought it was you who wouldn’t be interested in me.” He chuckled lowly.

I sighed. “Oh Freddie...”

His eyes flicked down to my lips for a moment, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. His hands still cupping my cheeks, he slowly moved forward. He pressed a kiss delicately against mine, pressing a little harder as a small whimper escaped my lips.

He pulled back. “Better?”

“Marry me.”

He laughed loudly, clamping a hand over his mouth once he realised we were meant to be hidden. “One day.” He winked. “I can’t find anything to break this spell...”

“I don’t want it broken.” I said.

He rolled his eyes and helped me off the desk. “Come on, Lover.”

Fred and I spent most of the night talking in the Common Room, learning new and wonderful things about each other that only made me fall harder for him. I spent the rest of the morning gushing to the girls about my night with Fred, all of them rolling their eyes and trying to get on with school work.

I sat next to Fred in the Great Hall, arm looped through his as I rest my head against his shoulder and listened to him talk to the other boys about the upcoming Quidditch match.

Wait...what was I doing? I slowly moved my arm from his and sat up, Fred curiously looking down at me.

“You okay?” He asked.

“Uh oh, I think it’s wearing off.” George said from across the table.

I looked at Fred. “Oh god...” I blushed as I remember everything I said last night.

“Hey there Lover.” He smirked, right eye dropping in a wink.

“Oh god!” I screeched as I scrambled off the bench and immediately started running away, ignoring the howls of laughter as I scurried off into my own personal hell.

Safe to say the Love Potion worked.

#fred #weasley #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley angst #fred weasley smut #james #phelps #james phelps fluff #james phelps angst #james phelps smut #james phelps #harry potter #draco #draco malfoy angst #draco malfoy fluff #draco malfoy smut #malfoy

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curiositydidnotkillthiscat · 2 years

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It’s James Eric Andrew Phelps, bitch!

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acciojaeyun · 3 years

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i'll keep you safe | fred weasley

pairing: fred weasley x gn!reader warnings: none just fluff prompts: "do you trust me?"

summary: fred always believed in them. no matter how far-fetched y/n thinks of it and the future of their relationship is. it's about time fred takes the lead, no matter his reputation of being a prankster deems.

Fred looked in awe of the [Y/H] right in front of him. Right hand clad around the quill which feathers looked fewer than original, left hand intertwined with that of Fred's. Fred was in love, you see. It was a sight to be seen, how the loud boy turns quiet and adoring the moment Y/N is of near approximation.

He leaned his head on the palm of his left hand, eyes never leaving Y/N who was busy revising for Potions - something that Fred never really understood, or maybe he did, he just really had some sort of disliking towards Professor Snape. That, he understood. But he also understood how intricate Y/N gets in artistry.

You see, Snape had assigned an essay due in a couple of weeks. It wouldn't interest Y/N that much, as far as he is concerned. However, the essay included sketches of the whole potion-making setup. Something Snape does for practical examinations to ensure that the students knew what they were doing one hundred and one percent of the time.

"Anything I have that interests you more than the same essay we've been working on?" Y/N asked, face not leaving the parchment and hands ever-so-elegantly moving in such manner, adding depth to each line that Fred marvels in once complete.

"Don't mind me, love," Fred sighed, moving his arm on the table, folding to lay his head on his elbow afterwards. He loved moments like this, it felt so right just holding Y/N's left hand while they worked on the sketch much more than the content of the essay itself.

People who saw them would see it as a normal romantic gesture between two love-stricken teenagers. But to Fred? Oh, no. It was not a normal romantic gesture, it was home. Everything, really. What could mean a normal occurrence in the notion of teenagers could mean the whole world to Fred.

"You're so beautiful," Fred murmured, eyes tearing up slightly in disbelief how he had Y/N to love him back, hopefully just as much as he loves Y/N. "You're not so bad yourself, Weasley," Y/N retorted playfully, missing the look of adoration on Fred's face.

Fred chuckled. Taking note of how his heart almost beat out of his chest at the thought that passed his mind in a flicker. "I want us to graduate already,"

"Is that so?"

"Yes,"

"Do tell me why."

"Well, for starters, I just know George and I's shop is a success to be made," he smiled at the thought, sitting up straight to now play with Y/N's fingers. "Second, I get to see you become the artist that I know you'll be."

Y/N now looked at Fred. Not once had Y/N mentioned their interest in being an artist, thinking the idea was not plausible. They knew they were set to be a Healer at St. Mungo's, or maybe someone who works at the Ministry. Y/N never mentioned their interest in the arts to anyone, it was a part of them that they forced to be locked inside out of the pressure from their parents who believed that art was never an option in a family of healers or ministry department heads.

"I know how your parents are, Y/N," Fred said, meeting their eyes who flashed a look of sadness and doubt. "Bloody hell, they don't even like me." Fred laughed.

Fred saw the guilt on Y/N's face, something he always saw whenever they talked about Y/N's parents in terms of their dreams, their relationship, and Y/N themselves.

He let go of Y/N's left hand to take hold of both of theirs, bringing their hands to his lips for him to kiss every knuckle and every skin possible. "But that didn't stop me from loving you, now, did it?" His hazel eyes looked up to meet that of Y/N's.

"How did you know I – um, wanted to be an artist?"

"Darling," Fred cooed, kissing yet again their hands. "If there's another thing I take pride in, it's your work."

Y/N's eyebrows furrowed at this, Fred smiled. "Your sketch of me during DADA, I saw that. That urged me to talk to you."

Blood rushed to Y/N's cheeks, a light tint of pink spreading across the apples of their cheeks which Fred kissed lightly the moment he saw it. "No matter how much you said you were to become a doctor, or a ministry employee – I knew you were an artist, Y/N."

"I'm afraid I won't be." Y/N whispered, looking down, disappointment covering their voice.

Fred placed a finger under their chin, making them to look at his loving eyes. "Darling, have I not influenced you that much into forgetting the existence of the word fear?"

Y/N laughed, making Fred grin in his successful attempt at making them smile. "Such a charmer you are, Fred."

"No, but really," he said, clearing his throat, his hands now running through Y/N's hair just behind their ear. "Fear is zero to none when you're with me."

He moved his chair to be nearer to Y/N even if it almost looked impossible. He cupped their face in his hands, "I can't wait to marry you." he confessed, his eyes tearing up yet again at such intense feeling he never knew he could foster for someone.

Y/N never felt so in love until Fred. They have had numerous heartbreaks over the years, and being in such haven with the man that they loved and hold so dearly, they couldn't believe it. It was so surreal, so overwhelming. But Y/N was also scared, considering how everything had been to them before Fred, and even with Fred because of external factors.

"I'm scared, Fred."

"I know."

"My parents, my –"

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course," Y/N said in a heartbeat, feeling ever so sure of themselves for once in a lifetime.

"I promise you," Fred says, pecking their lips, "I'll keep you safe." he finishes with a tender kiss on their forehead.

Fred ran his hand through their hair in such reassurance, his chin resting on their head, as he felt Y/N's arms wrap around his torso slowly. He smiled at the timid action, kissing the top of their hair.

"You're an artist," he murmured, "Your heart is your masterpiece."

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pissforu · 4 years

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idk who made the gif but credit to them!! also SO HOT SO HOT SO HOT NO WORDS

#fred weasley #george weasley #harry potter #james phelps #oliver phelps #james and oliver phelps #weasley twins #weasley twins smut #ron weasley #draco malfoy #hermione granger #remus lupin #siruis black #neville longbottom #harry potter goblet of fire #severus snape

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fredwesleysgf · 2 years

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He's so pretty I wanna die!!!! <3

#fred weasley #fred how about you come back from the dead and make out with me!? 👍#fred weasley imagines #james phelps #harrypotter smuts

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haleybrookewrites · 2 years

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In Love With A Prankster

Chapter Two: Secrets Don’t Make Friends.

Year 2: 1990

Eliza couldn’t handle a whole summer at home without her friends. Yes, she loved her family and they all had a great deal of fun on summer break. But this summer was just a bit different. She had gone to see Fred and George a few times, not as many as she would’ve liked. But Eliza and Fred still wrote to each other as much as they could.

Eliza,

Hope you are having a great deal of fun with your family. Mum is hoping we can all get together before the term starts over. Ron is still upset that we beat him in the degnoming the garden challenge we created. George and I have been practicing for quidditch try outs. I hope we make the team, we’ve worked so hard. I hope to see you soon.

Fred.

Eliza chuckled thinking back to the challenge the made up to see how far they could throw the gnomes. “Mum, can we go to the Burrow before the start of the term? Molly was wondering.” Andromeda looked over to her and took a moment to respond but in the end of the silence Andromeda nodded her head. “Sure, darling just let Fred know to let Molly know when to expect us.” Eliza smiled widely and walked over to the table where all her letters from Fred were and she grabbed he parchment and began writing him back.

Freddie,

Summer Holiday has been a blast. Nymphadora and Dad went to begin shopping for the new term, I got her old books from her second year so I didn’t have to go. Mum says we will be there and to let your mum know that we will be there. Freddie, you don’t need to worry about making the team I know you and George will make it! See you soon.

Eliza.

When Fred got Eliza’s letter he smiled. “Mum, they said they will be here!” Molly smiled widely and clapped her hands together. “Good I can’t wait!”

“Neither can Fred.” Charlie teased his younger brother and earned a pillow to be thrown at him. “Fred! No magical pillow fights please! Last time that happened my living room was full of feathers from pillows.” The boys laughed as they looked over at their mother. Arthur rushed in after a day of work. “Hello Family!” He walked right over to Molly kissing on the head. “Ted says he and the girls are coming to the house. That will be loads fun.” He said sitting down picking Ginny up holding her on his lap. “Daddy, will Dora be coming? I like when her hair changes colors.” Arthur and Molly laughed and he nodded letting her down. “Of course Dora will be coming!”

Ginny got off her father’s lap and ran to her brother Charlie and he messed up her hair. George sat on the couch reading ‘Quidditch Through The Years.’ He was so ready for the tryouts. He knew he and Fred were ready. He heard a knock on the door and looked over to Fred. “Your girlfriend is here.” He teased Fred and he rolled his eyes. Molly opened the door to reveal the Tonks, and Eliza standing there. She ran in and right over to Fred and George.

“Oi! You two look taller!” She smiled looking at the twins really looking them over. “Eliza, dear would you and Fred mind going out to the garden and getting some carrots for the soup?” Molly asked and the two nodded their heads and headed outside. Fred began grabbing the carrots and throwing them in the bag that Eliza was holding. She had zoned out thinking about the new year at school, her classes, if she would finally make friends other than the twins, would anyone find out her secret? “E?” She lifted her head up as she heard Fred’s voice a bit louder. “Hm?”

“You didn’t answer my question.” He looked at her and chuckled. “Do you think there are enough carrots?” Eliza looked into the bag and laughed softly. “Yes, I think this is enough.” He looked at her. Fred wasn’t always aware of things but when it came to his friend he noticed something was off. “Eliza is everything okay?” Eliza shook off his question and smiled at him. “Of course everything is fine! We start school soon, I am thrilled, I am excited for you and George to try out for the quidditch team. This year will be so much fun!” She said as they walked back into the house, she handed the carrots over to Molly who smiled generously at the girl. “Thank you dear.”

***

Everyone entered the Great Hall, one by one. Eliza had sat down on the bench Fred next to her, George and Charlie across from her. Eliza was smiling and talking to the three until Oliver came up and sat down next to her. “Oi! Fred, George are you ready for tryouts?” He asked and the twins nodded their heads. “Eliza, Hello darling.” Hearing him call Eliza darling made a ping of jealousy hit Fred’s stomach. “Hey Ollie.” Fred scrunched up his nose. Since when did she give everyone a nickname? “I couldn’t talk you into joining the team could I?” He gave her a dashing smile.

Eliza chuckled softly and shook her head. “Oliver, absolutely not! I have far to much on my plate as is.” She smiled and George nodded his head. “Yeah she’s the only second year to have one extra class.” Fred smiled, he was proud of the girl of course she took her studies very serious and that had inspired him from the get-go. When classes had started the twins were paying loads of attention only because Eliza made them. (In which she received a letter from Molly thanking her. The only class Eliza had real problems in were Potions, with professor Severus Snape. “Eliza, if you don’t mind keeping those two quiet.” Eliza looked up and raised her eyebrow. “But professor, I can’t control them.”

“Twenty points from Gryffindor.” Eliza gasped softly and hit both Fred and George on the leg. He would always find something off about her work, even though she had it down right perfect. “Oh come off it Professor, Eliza had the best in the class you’re giving it to Notts for no reason his didn’t even have everything you were looking for!” Fred shouted which cost Gryffindor fifty points.

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Eliza had her nose in her book as she heard Professor McGonagall asking for her. “Eliza, Professor Dumbledore would like to see you in his office right away.” The twins looked at her with wide eyes, never did they think that Eliza would be brought into the Headmasters office before the two of them. Of course they had detention for setting off dungbombs in the Prefect bathroom that was truly no fun. Eliza walked along side professor McGonagall. “Professor if this is about Snapes class I swear I didn’t say anything, although my potion was perfect.” She said and she gave the girl a simple smile. “No dear, nothing like that.” When she was in the office she admired Faux, he had just been from the ashes. “Beautiful isn’t he?” Eliza nodded her head and looked over to Dumbledore. “Eliza, I asked for you to come to my office because I have somethings for you. They belonged to your parents.” Eliza’s smile fell quickly. Albus held up a quidditch robe. “This was your mothers, wonderful seeker she was.” Eliza smiled looking at the robe, she put her hands on it slowly. “She was a bright girl, with a bright future.” He said and then looked into the box again. “This belonged to your father.” He held up a leather jacket, it looked rather cool. Eliza grimaced at the thought of her father actually wearing this item of clothing. “Your father was also very bright. He was very strong and loved with all his might.”

Eliza gave Albus a look that gave the impression that she thought he was mental. “He killed people, Professor. I don’t think that counts as loving with all his might.” Eliza was four years old when she lost mother, and everyone associated with her mother. She had Sirius for only a few short months, after Marlene was murdered. “You should tell your friends about them. Especially your mother, they will see where you get your smile from.” Eliza shook her head out of confusion she was told her whole like to keep this a secret. “Secrets can only harm ones relationship with those around them.”

“I have been told my whole life not to mention this to anyone, cause if word got out about me I would be in danger.” She spoke as Andromeda told her. “Also once everyone finds out I am that monsters daughter, I will be ruined.” She whispered.

Albus took her into an embrace and held her tightly. “My dear, there are far worse men in this world than your father.”

“Alright how much trouble are you in?” George asked as soon as the girl walked into the common room, earning an elbow from his brother. “What? You were wondering the same thing, you haven’t stopped pacing for ages!” Eliza laughed softly and shook her head. This was the perfect opportunity to tell them, the two stared her down for what seemed like ever. “Dumbledore was just worried about my schedule is all, thinks I took on too much.” Fred stared at her, something was off about that but he let it go. “What’s that?” He asked about the leather jacket in her hand. Her eyes widened, she swore she left that in the office. “It belonged to Dora, I think it was dads before he left school.” Not a total lie, she reminded herself. Ted Tonks was her father in all the ways that mattered he was her father.

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Time came for quidditch Try outs, that was the most nerve wracking for not the twins but for Eliza. She knew how badly they both wanted it, and she knew how badly she didn’t want them to be hurt. Of course, they made the team, they absolutely crushed it. Eliza couldn’t be any prouder of those two, except when they realized they could make their own fireworks, but they hadn’t perfected it yet. When the first game came around Fred was so nervous he could hardly stand it. “Freddie, would you calm down? You have been playing quidditch since you were born. You know what to do, and you will do it fantastic.” Eliza gave him a pat on the back. Charlie walked in the locker room he never really let anyone other than the team in but he made an exception for Eliza. “Alright Lads, listen up were going to go out there, and I don’t want anything else on your mind other than crushing Slytherin.” Everyone nodded. “You two, make sure I don’t get bloodied up to bad eh?” Charlie smiled at his younger brothers who now had smiles on their faces. Eliza ran to the stands and got to her seat.

The game started Charlie was zooming around following the snitch as well as Marcus Flint, a third year but he wasn’t much of a seeker but that’s all Slytherin had. Fred and George did amazing, Fred even almost wacked one player off their broom.

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Christmas holiday was always one of Eliza’s favorite moments. Andromeda and Ted always made Christmas special for the girls. This time was no different except all the things Eliza had on her mind, she sat in her room with Sirius’s coat. Andromeda walked in and sat next to her. “I haven’t seen that thing since I gave it to him all those years ago. He wanted one so bad, but Walburga, your grandmother, refused any sort of muggle clothing.” Eliza smiled and looked at it as Andromeda held it up to her face taking in the scent. It smelled of smoke, and cologne. She smiled thinking about the boy she use to know, the man he had become, and then the man he was now. “He loved you, with all his being. You were his darling girl.” Andromeda said to her and placed her hands on the shoulders of the twelve-year-old. “Darling, we tell you not to tell the last name, not because we think you should be ashamed of it, but to protect you.” She said as she saw her husband walk into the room. “If Dumbledore thinks you should tell your friends then that is your choice and yours alone. No one will treat you any differently. I know we won’t and I know a couple of boys who will see you as their best friend until the end of time.” Ted spoke with his arm around her shoulders.

Now she had arrived at the platform to get onto the train just before it was time to board she pulled Molly aside. “Dear what has you so bothered you look a bit peaky.” Eliza loved Molly, she was gentle and kind, until it came to her twins, then she was ready to whack them with a magical spoon. “My mum and dad.” Molly glanced at Ted and Andromeda. “No, my real mum and dad. I was just wondering if I could get your advice on if I should…” Molly smiled at her in only a way a mother could. “I think the boys would be happy you told them. Fred and George see you as their best friend, and they will not treat you any certain way afterwards, I promise you.” Eliza smiled at her as she boarded the train and she listened to the twins go on and on about their vacation and how Charlie taught them a few things for the quidditch pitch.

“Lads, after practice, can we talk? I need to yell you something?” Eliza held some seriousness in her voice, the boy looked at her and nodded. “Of course, E.”

“We will come find you after.” George said as they both went off with the team to the pitch. Eliza waited for them in the common room, she finished her essay for Snape, her homework was all done and she had nothing else to do but wait. She had finally fallen asleep on the couch as she was shaken gently awake by Oliver Woods. “Darling why are you sleeping on the couch?” She looked around and sat up. “Oh I must’ve fallen asleep. Where are Fred and George?”

“They stayed back with Angelina and Katie to help clean up the locker room.” Her face fell and she let out a sigh. “Here let’s get you to bed yeah?”

***

Eliza had spent the rest of the time trying to get Fred and George’s attention, the boys were wrapped up in the new fame that came along with being on the Quidditch team. Her birthday was probably the worst she had to endure. “Happy Birthday, darling.” Oliver said sitting next to her at breakfast. Fred and George exchanged glances. How could they have forgotten their best friend’s birthday? They had dates that night, but still said they would be at her little get together. Charlie, Dora, Oliver, Percy, were all there but some how she felt a little crushed that the boys didn’t show up. They all talked and she sat with the group. “Eliza, I will talk to them.” Charlie said and kissed the top of her head. “Goodnight and Happy birthday.”

“Happy Birthday, Elizabeth.” Percy said as he began walking up the stairs along with Oliver and Charlie. Nymphadora walked out of the common room and glanced at the twins as they ran in. “E!” George shouted.

“Eliza we’re-” She shook her head and walked up the girls stairs and into her dorm.

***

The train ride home was full of apologizes and silence on her part. “Eliza, we are the worst friends in the world.” George said sitting next to her. “Please forgive us, we lost our heads this year.” Eliza sat quietly. “Please, please forgive us, Eliza.” Fred begged and moved from across from her to next to her. She put her bookmark in her book. “We are here.” She said and moved past the boys and off the platform. Charlie was already talking to their mother. Eliza gave her a warm smile, as she walked over to Ted and Andromeda. “I want to go home.”

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Fix the lights

Fred Weasley x reader

Summary: You’ve always loved staying at the burrow, specially when it’s time to decorate for christmas, but when Mr. Weasley tries to do it the muggle way you’re all in for a ride.

Prompts: 21. Decorating the christmas tree together and blowing the fuse for the electrics. Waiting in candle-light for the electricians to arrive and- let me just say- nothing stays fluffy in candle-light.

A/N: This is the first time I write something that wasn’t requested! You might have noticed that I’ve been dwelling in my Fred feels lately and I immediately though about him with this prompt! Ik I have a huge amount of pending requests but I promise they’ll come after this one.

Warnings: smut, christmas fic on february jesus Mar don’t be annoying.

“Do we really have to do this?” Ginny rolled her eyes at the tangled mess of lights and decorations inside a box.

“Of course! We want to make everyone feel at home, is this not how you do it?” Mr. Weasley asked, holding one end of a ribbon.

You chuckled lightly. “Yes it is, Mr. Weasley, although I do have to admit I’m not a big fan of untangling duty either.”

“Oh come on Y/N! Where’s your spirit? We even cut a tree!” Harry kept bringing boxes from the attic and you remembered he probably never got this opportunity at the Dursley’s.

“Yeah Y/N, where is it?” Fred apparated behind you, enjoying your startled face.

You rolled your eyes at the immature boy, pretending not to notice the way his arms looked stronger with the weight of the boxes on them, it truly was a work of art, the way his muscles clenched with-

“So how are those cookies going?” Harry asked, snapping you out of your trance, he was acting like a child and it warmed your heart, he deserved the best christmas, and if the muggle way worked for him then you would all help.

“Well I’m not really a professional baker but-”

“But mom’s a natural! Even without magic!” Ron cut Hermione off, standing on the doorframe and looking boyish as ever with flour on the tip of his nose.

“It would be better if George would just stop eating all the cookie dough! You. Stop. That. Now!” Mrs. Weasleys voice was combined with a series of thumps that you assumed were caused by a kitchen towel.

You smiled from ear to ear, embracing your boyfriend from behind. You loved his family almost as much as you loved him.

“Alright! I think we got it!” Mr. Weasley exclaimed excitedly before plugging the untangled lights in and...

And then it all went dark.

“Bloody hell dad what have you done?” Ron’s voice came from the kitchen.

“I think we blew a fuse with all those lights and the mixer all connected.” Hermione said.

“Don’t worry! We can solve this pretty easily. We just have to finish baking in the neighbors kitchen and then some of us can go find an electrician and the rest will try to fix the wires! All keeping the muggle way!” You spoke optimistically.

Everyone seemed to agree, leaving the house with pots, blenders and spoons on their hands, but no one seemed to notice... They left you and Fred. Alone.

You nervously occupied yourself with lighting candles around the house, making your way to the back door until Fred grabbed you by the arm and turned you around, pinning you against the closest wall.

“So...” He started.

“So...” You teased, raising your eyebrows.

“Don’t think I didn’t see you eyeing me up back there, you dirty girl.” His low voice saying those words made you shiver.

“So what if I did?” You knew on another day he would make you pay for that attitude, but today he was in a good mood and you didn’t have much time anyways.

“Y/N! My whole family was there! What a freak you can be.” He mocked you.

You got close to his lips. “Your family being here didn’t prevent you for fucking me before.” You purred.

“And know that they’re no longer here we...” He gestured towards the stairs.

“... we fix the lights.” You finished for him with a smirk.

“Oh you wish princess.” He said before lifting you over his shoulder.

“Fred! Put me down!” You punched his back and he answered with a hard smack on your ass.

“Quiet now, you wouldn’t want to wake poor old Errol now, would you?”

You just answer with a pout even though you know he can’t see you.

“Will you behave if I set you down?” He said once you made it to the living room.

You roll your eyes but use a sweet tone. “Of course I will, I promise.”

“Good.” But as soon as your feet touched the ground you sprinted off towards the stairs, which of course, was a terrible idea, because Fred cornered you in a matter of seconds with the sharp eyes of a hunter over his prey.

“You really want me to spank you, don’t you?” You shake your head in reply. “Well it’s too late, now you won’t be able to walk for a week.”

He then motioned to his door and you quickly entered his room. After being with Fred for about a year you knew exactly when to stop before upsetting him for real with your brattiness. If you kept going any farther you knew he would make sure you stopped feeling your arse for the rest of the night.

“Incendio.” You pointed at the candles in the twins’s nightstands, your voice barely a whisper as you sat on Fred’s bed, waiting for him.

“Look who decided to act all nice and obedient, it’s a bit late for that, love.” As soon as he closed the door he started undressing himself. “Luckily for you, we don’t have much time before they come back.” You sighed in relief but he just chuckled darkly. “That doesn’t mean you’re not getting punished, dear. Suck my cock like a pretty little good girl and then I’ll decide what to do with you.”

You immediately got on your knees in front of him, looking up at him with pouty lips before kissing the tip of his cock with such gentleness you were barely even touching it, you licked his entire length before shoving all you could in your mouth.

“Eye contact.” He commanded in between gasps to which you obeyed, giving him your most innocent, teary eyes as you worked your mouth around his shaft.

He liked it when your hands were placed on your lap, but eventually you started using your right hand as well to enhance his pleasure, which worked perfectly, because he came in your mouth with his hand tangled in your hair.

“Good girl, Y/N.” He panted as you swallowed.

Much to your disappointment, he started dressing himself, which he must have noticed because he smirked as he talked. “Now, in the spirit of this muggle christmas I bought you an early gift, it’s on the top drawer.”

You eagerly opened it and you were absolutely shocked by what you found inside of it. “A vibrator Fred? Really”

“Oh it’s not just any vibrator, you see, Oliver once told me about this remote controller thing.” Your mouth fell to the ground. “Ah, so you’ve heard about them. Now, you’re gonna have that inside of you for what’s left of the evening and if you even dare to whimper in front of everyone I will never let you use it again, are we clear?”

You nodded excitedly, already fitting the tiny toy into your panties, the idea of being at Fred’s mercy in front of his entire family frightened you to death, but it also turned you on to no end. Once you were all set Fred turned the lowest setting on and you gasped, making him laugh right as you heard a voice downstairs.

“We’re back!” Mrs. Weasley announced and Fred opened the door.

“Wait where are you going?”

“To fix the lights of course!” He smiled as he left you there, helpless and tremendously frustrated.

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