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Golden Pt. 4 - Weasley Twins x Reader

Part 4 of Golden!! Thank you for all the love on part 3. This one is also some smut for you guys. Again, 18+, minors dni. Love you all. <3

You had barely stopped panting when Fred finally woke up. A smile immediately lit up his face when he looked at you. "Morning," he drew out, his morning voice deep and groggy. "Morning, Freddie," you smiled, hoping he didn't notice the deep blush you felt burning into your face. "Ugh", George groaned. "Can you two keep it down? Some of us are trying to sleep."

You could seriously hex him. He had made you moan his name and marked your body as his and he got to pretend that he was just sleeping. But you knew he still tasted of you and by the feeling of himself pressed into you, he longed for more.

You would not give it to him.

Instead, you moved towards Fred and pressed a gentle kiss onto his lips. He smiled into it. When you pulled away, his eyes set fondly on you. He placed a gentle kiss onto your forehead before standing. "I'm going to wash up. We can head to Hogsmeade after and get you some more comfortable clothes." "That sounds great," you smiled before watching him walk sleepily out of the door.

Guilt weighed down your chest as the door shut behind him. Fred had been nothing but doting from the moment he knew you were soulmates. Unlike his brother, you could even believe that he was happy to be your soulmate. "Aww, feeling bad he wasn't your first, princess?" George asked, still laying lazily in bed. Your cheeks reddened, though from anger or embarrassment you couldn't fully tell. "You're repulsive." He laughed, a deep full laugh. "You didn't think so a few hours ago."

Your jaw set as your stood, pushing yourself free from the entanglement of sheets around you. You would not put up with the taunts of George fucking Weasley.

The bathroom was just down the hallway. If the door had been locked, you might have just went back into the bedroom. But it wasn't locked. You turned the knob before you were even fully aware of the choice you were making.

"Can you give me a bloody minute, George?" Fred asked as you shut the door behind you. The bathroom had already filled with steam as Fred showered. "Not George," you spoke, voice smaller than you expected it to be. For a moment, all you could hear was the water pelting Fred's body. Then, he called out your name, his own voice in a state of shock.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing," you began to ramble. "I missed you and the door was unlocked and-" Then the water stopped and the towel hanging beside the shower was quickly pulled in. Your mouth was agape when he stepped out, only the towel covering his still wet body. "Did he do something to you?" "What-" "I feel like I can't apologize enough for him. You deserve better." His hand caressed your jaw, forcing your eyes to lock with his. He was so, so gentle. That was probably what you drop to your knees.

Your eyes didn't leave his as you gave the towel at his waist a gentle tug, fully exposing him. Your name graced his name once more, halfway between a hiss and a moan. "You don't have to do this just because I want it." You smiled up at him. "I want to, Freddie."

You took him into your hand first, though you didn't need to. He was hard in your hand, gentle moans already falling from his lips. "So good," he hummed as you moved around him. You could have happily watched him fall apart in your hand, but you wanted to taste him. A deep moan left his throat when you encased his tip in your lips, sucking it gently before encircling it with your tongue. "Fuck," he cursed beautifully, taking two handfuls of hair within his fist. He didn't push you to go faster or deeper, blissfully content with the way your mouth was starting to move up and down his cock. You were only able to take him halfway within your mouth comfortably, but would push him to the back of your throat every few strokes, wanting to feel his fullness.

He was a moaning, praising mess when you did. His cries did nothing to help tame your own desire, pushing you to take him deeper and faster each time. Each moan added to the pit in your stomach and your desire to let him take you right there on the bathroom floor. "I'm going to come," he warned you suddenly, fists tight in your hair. You didn't pull away, his words only causing you to go deeper. When you hit the base of his cock, it twitched fiercely, emptying his cum into the back of your throat.

You had barely swallowed when Fred pulled you to your feet, wrapping himself around you. You relaxed into his touch, burrowing your head into his shoulder, still wet from his shower. "Can I clean you up?" he asked softly. You only nodded, body suddenly spent.

Fred didn't bother turning the shower handle, opting instead to cast a wandless hex on the showerhead to dispense perfectly heated water. He did the same to remove your clothes. You let out a satisfied hum as you stepped into the hot water. Fred wordlessly worked shampoo through your hair, then conditioner. He left kisses down your body as the water washed the bubbles out. He called you beautiful every time he came up for air. He then applied soap to every inch of your body as he watched your blissed out smile.

Once he was finished, he just looked at you, a blissful smile making him even more beautiful than before. "You're perfect," he said, not an ounce of embarrassment in his words. You blushed fiercely. "I'm not." "You are. And I will hear no arguments."

He rushed to get you a change of clothes as you dried, returning with a new pair of sweats and a sweatshirt. When you returned to the bedroom you tried to ignore the look of shock when George noticed your wet hair.

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I hope you all liked this chapter! I gave the people what they wanted with more smut and fluff, but I fear there might be some angst coming up in a future update. Let me know what you all think!!

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Golden Pt. 3 - Weasley Twins x Reader

Hi guys! This is Part 3 of Golden! I did want to put a warning up here that this fic is 18+ (minors dni). There will be smut beneath the cut. You've been warned. ;)

Part One

Part Two

For a moment you didn't know where you were.

Your eyes focused on Fred's sleeping face. It was soft and you could almost see a slight smile pulling at his lips. You almost reached out to touch him before an arm wrapped around you from behind, pulling you against them.

Oh, you thought, the other Weasley. In his sleep, he wasn't nearly as much of an arsehole. He now held your body taught against his, enclosing you in with an arm tightly around your chest and stomach. Exactly where your mark hid under your chunky sweater.

You jump when his fingers drag from your waist to the hemline of your sweater. His fingers brush against your stomach before he works his slender digits higher, resting on the valley of your chest. Your heartbeat refuses to slow as George readjusts his body behind you, drawing you even closer. "And I thought you didn't want me to be your soulmate, princess," he whispers, mouth grazing your ear. "You're the one who pulled me over," you retorted, eyes locked on his twin who was sleeping only inches away from the two of you. "But you're the one with the racing heart." You didn't even need to see his face to know he was smirking. "You don't like it there, sweetheart? Where do you want it?" "Not in my shirt," you hissed. "Your brother is right bloody there."

He hummed behind you, his chest vibrating against you. His hand lowered from your shirt, onto the hem of your sweats. "This better, princess?" You gasped, but George's other hand flew to cover your mouth. Fred stirred slightly, but didn't wake. "You've got to be quiet now, or you'll wake up poor Freddie. Poor thing won't know what to think if he wakes up to you moaning my name."

His other hand slowly started wandering down. "And I'll stop if you want me to, of course," he added once he made it to the base of your hips. "But I don't think you want me to. Do you, darling?" After a moment, you shook your head. "Thought not," he smirked.

His hand traveled farther done and he gasped softly. "No knickers? You just knew one of us would end up inside of you, didn't you, princess?" Your cheeks burned under his hand and suddenly you felt very exposed, with Fred asleep beside you and his brother's hand down your sweats. You fidget within his grasp, which he promptly noticed. "Aw, don't get embarrassed now sweetheart." His fingers rub back and forth over your sex, getting you embarrassingly wet. "You can be embarrassed when you wake up your other soulmate."

Without warning, his fingers sunk into your cunt, masterfully curling to hit your most sensitive areas as they went in and out, all at a breakneck speed that left you breathless. His other hand pulled your face to the side, exposing your neck to him. Without slowing the speed of his fingers, he began leaving sloppy kisses up and down your neck, along with what you assumed would be a mess of hickeys. When his kisses turned into a sharp bite right below your ear, your breathless pants turned into actual moans, which he quickly silenced. His hand drew tighter over your mouth, nails digging crescents into your cheek.

"Fred's hands may never hurt you, but you'll be begging for mine to," he hissed, somehow quickening the speed of his fingers pumping into you. His words bring you right to the edge, a mess within his hands. "Getting close, sweetheart?" he asks, keenly aware that you're about to snap. You nod, vision starting to blur. He then repositions slightly, allowing his thumb to rub quick circles over your clit. You would have been writhing from the touch if you weren't within his clutch. It was becoming too much. The edges of your vision went back and goosebumps covered your skin. "Come for me, princess," he whispered in your ear. And then you were coming apart in his hands, cunt squeezing down on his fingers as you tried to force your legs together from the pleasure. You couldn't stop the moans that left your mouth, hopefully muffled by the hand still covering your mouth.

"'Atta girl," he whispered as you came down from your high. "That's a good girl." Your head was foggy from your orgasm and his words were not helping. You whined as he pulled out of you, leaving you empty. He was propped above you now, allowing you to look up at him. He slipped his fingers into his mouth, sucking them dry. "Mm," he moaned, before looking down at you. "I guess this'll be our little secret, right princess?"

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Alright friends, above is my first attempt at smut ever. Hopefully it is not disgustingly awful or you may find this fic just gone. Love ya

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Golden Pt. 2 - Weasley Twins x Reader

Thank you for all the love on part one. I genuinely love this AU and hope you all do too. <3

Other Parts: Part One, Part Three

Your eyes flickered between the two Weasley boys, refusing to accept that you could have two soulmates - even though they were looking you straight in the face. "This is a joke, right?" you finally ask. "I don't think anyone could pull off a joke like this," Fred spoke, gently placing his palm back to the matching spot on your cheekbone. "Even us," George laughed. "And why would we? No one dreams of half a soulmate." You don't know why, but your heart aches at his words. "I didn't dream of having you as my soulmate, either," you retort, pulling away from both Weasleys. "Is that so, sweetheart?" He takes a step closer, smirking. "Because the rouge of your cheeks says otherwise."

"Back off her, George," Fred commands, pulling the two of you apart. "We have to get out of here now or Umbridge will kill us. Like actually kill us." "Alright, soulmate. You coming with us or not?" George asks. "Like she's going to go anywhere with us now, George," Fred scoffs. "You're a total-" "I'm in," you say, cutting him off.

Fred pulled you out of the broom closet before you could change your mind. He held onto your hand as the three of you ran through the halls, avoiding the blasts of light above you. Suddenly, curses mixed into the light of the fireworks. You risked a quick look back and saw Umbridge and the rest of her cult following you. "Shit!" you yelled, ducking from a bright red ray of light.

"Accio!" both twins yelled, and after a moment a broom hit each of their hands. They mounted the brooms, Fred pulling you right behind him. You clutch him closely while shooting a string of spells behind you at Umbridge. With a final toss of fireworks, you're gone - Hogwarts far behind.

It was no time before you landed down in Diagon Alley. "What are we doing here?" you ask. The town was a graveyard - each shop having been closed for what seemed to be months.

"Alohamora," George whispered, cracking open a door to a building near the end of the lot. "You are looking at the start of our joke shop - name still pending." "And our home for the next month. If we told our mum we were leaving Hogwarts she would drag us straight back. So we have to wait her out here," Fred adds.

After spelling on the lights, George leads you in. The place was nowhere near finished, but you could see the bones of the operation. Half-finished products were strewn over the ground, haphazard notes that only they could read near each one. "This is really cool," you smile.

"I would advise you not to touch anything. There's a method to our madness and I really don't want you to accidentally blow yourself up," George says. You nod. "No touching. Got it." "Come on, bedroom's this way," Fred leads. You wish you could stop the heat from rising to your face, but George sees it immediately, smirking to himself. You ignore him, following Fred closely up the stairs.

"We didn't really prepare for guests," he admits, rubbing the nape of his neck. You enter the bedroom to find two beds on either side of the wall, an simple dresser by each one. And that was it. Not even a couch. The room was just sad. You laughed, "I can tell. If you can spare a pillow I'll sleep in the corner. It'll be cozy." "You are not sleeping on the floor," both twins immediately protested. "No way we're letting any guest sleep on the ground, let alone our soulmate," George scoffs.

"You'll have my bed tonight. We'll figure something else out by tomorrow," Fred adds.

You protested, of course, but the two fought back harder. You finally just gave in, heading towards the bed. You finally take off your cloak, aching to get out of your whole uniform, but knowing you would have to wait until tomorrow to get anything remotely comfortable to wear.

Fred immediately picks up on your discomfort. "You can wear these tonight," he says, pulling a sweater out of his dresser, then a pair of joggers. You retreat to the bathroom to pull on the clothes, and as you do you notice the golden F stitched into the sweater. You smile as the rub the end of the sleeve between your fingers.

The twins had changed out of their robes by the time you returned. George had already gone to bed, and Fred was waiting for you on his. You sat down beside him, finally taking a moment to rest after the insanity of the day. "Thank you for this," you said, nodding down to your sweater. "And for bringing me with you, and letting me sleep on your bed, and for not meeting me in the way I always feared you would."

Fred brings his hand to your face, holding you from your jaw to your ear, just as he had when you fell. "I don't think my hands could ever hurt you." He spoke the words quietly, but they filled your entire head. When you looked at him, you felt dizzy. It was all too much - his kindness, his brother's apprehension, the fact that they were both your soulmates. Was that even possible? In all your years you'd never heard of a person having two soulmates, let alone at the same time. But there they were. There he was, staring down at you with the kindest eyes you'd ever seen on a man.

"Can I kiss you?" Fred asked. His cheeks rouged as he asked, and yours followed. You couldn't speak, so you just nodded. And then the hand that had settled onto your skin, like it belonged there, pulled you into him. His lips were soft against yours, moving as slowly as a person possibly could. Still, his touch was electric and the shockwaves surged through you.

Your heart lurched in it's chest when he pulled away from you. "Goodnight," he smiled, pushing himself off of his bed. You quickly grabbed his hand, halting him. "Stay." Fortunately, he didn't require much convincing. He let you become comfortable before sliding into bed behind you, wrapping one hand around your waist.

"Merlin," George huffed, causing both of you to jump. "The two of you cannot fit comfortably on that bed. With a quick flick of his hand, his bed pushed against his brothers, the sheets melding together. You yelped as strong hands pulled you up from the outside of the bed and plopped you back down right in the middle. "I will not be cuddled by Fred in my sleep again. I trust you to keep your distance."

"With all due respect, Georgie. You are the last person I would want to cuddle in this room," Fred shot back, wrapping a protective arm around you. "I would sure hope so," he rolled his eyes, finally lowering himself into bed beside you. He didn't bother to face the other direction, instead studying your face. Against your will, you blushed once more - which only caused him to smirk. "Sweet dreams, princess," he teased.

"Sweet dreams, Georgie," you smiled back, finally causing his cheeks to burn.

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Author's Note: I'm thinking about making this a series. Let me know what you all think. And if I do make it a series - would y'all want smut or no?

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hii , for which characters do you write??

I write for pretty much all Harry Potter characters! If you want to check out my previous works for different characters, check out my Masterlist!

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Would you do one where a shy hufflepuff is Fred and George’s soulmate? Maybe they are connected somehow like a song or marks or something and it takes them a while to find her because she’s so reserved but they end up bumping into her and finding out?

Thank you for the request, it's up now!

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Golden - Weasley Twins x Reader (Soulmate AU)

Request: Would you do one where a shy Hufflepuff is Fred and George’s soulmate? Maybe they are connected somehow like a song or marks or something and it takes them a while to find her because she’s so reserved but they end up bumping into her and finding out?

It was common knowledge within the wizarding world that the age of twelve was the most common to find your soulmate. You weren't sure why twelve was the magic number, but you were never the type to question to origins of magic. What you were sure of that twelve passed by with no soulmate to speak of, then thirteen, and then fourteen. It was in your fourteenth year of life that you had given up the notion of having a soulmate altogether. Your parents had found each other even before going to Hogwarts and you had now been lapped by your younger sibling who had matched their first year.

Your parents marks glowed golden on their pinkies - a lifelong reminder of the most important pinkie promise they ever made. Your brother's soulmark was a simple streak on his shoulder from where he brushed against his soulmate waiting on the sorting ceremony.

Before you first touched your soulmate, the mark on your skin was just a dark patch. Muggles that fell in love with wizards or witches often just mistook the patch for a birthmark. The marks on your skin, however, could never be mistaken for anything but a soulmark. You had two marks that were completely separate from the other. The first was a line around your waist and the second a handprint from mouth to ear. The line on the waist could always be a hug from behind. It was easy enough to believe. But the hand print? You tried to keep the worst out of your mind.

It had been almost two years since you had given up on your soulmate. Exams were just around the corner and then you were out. You were quite tempted to just move into the muggle world and never have to deal with the concept of a soulmate again. You'd marry someone who, even though they weren't your soulmate, treated you well. And wouldn't that be enough in the end?

With that thought in your mind, you turned in your final examination to Professor Umbridge, who you were quite sure never even got a soulmark as it seemed impossible that anyone could love her. A huge wave of relief washed over you as you exited the Great Hall and, just for a moment, you allowed your eyes to close and a deep breath to escape your lungs. It was over.

Your moment was short lived as a chorus of "Get down!" rang out behind you, before a set of arms wrapped around you, yanking you to the ground. Your body slammed against the rough ground, but your head was caught before it hit by another set of hands. Still, your heart raced as you tried to catch your breath.

"Shit," one of the voices said - the one with his arms around you. He transitioned from holding onto you to rubbing your back. "We are so so sorry." "We let out fireworks. Thought the coast was clear but obviously we were wrong," the other voice said, hand still supporting your face. "Here, let us help you up," he offered. You had barely made it upright when the boy in front of you began to scowl. "Fuck, Umbridge," he seethed. "I'm sorry but we have to go."

Instead of leaving you, the boy pulled you along. The other tailing closely behind. "What are you doing?" you asked. "Unfortunately, you're an accomplice now and we're about to be caught." "Accomplice? I just met you!" "Yeah? Explain that to Umbridge over a hot cup of tea and a puddle of blood. You should be thanking me!"

It wasn't until you made what felt like four laps around the castle before you quit running. You didn't even know where you were and you had been attending Hogwarts for seven years. All you know was that you were in a tiny broom closet with two boys you just met. "Lumos," one of the boys spoke, and you finally got a good look at their faces. You rolled your eyes. You should have known it was the Weasley twins. You had never really met the two but the entire school knew of the mischief they caused. It had been far too easy for you to steer clear of them up to this point. "Fred," the twin on the left, George, asked quietly. Fred was looking down at his hand, then up to you. In the dim light you could barely notice the golden glow that now shone on his hand. "It's you," he spoke gently. "What do you mean?" you asked, eyebrows furrowed. Hesitantly, Fred reached his hand up to your face, placing it where it had been only moments ago. "You're golden," he smiled.

"My whole life I was wondering how I would get those marks," I laughed. "I always feared the worst, just because of where they are. Did you feel the same way?" He shook his head. "I always just assumed it would be a handshake." You rolled your eyes. "A handshake wouldn't give you this, though." You pulled up the other sleeve of his robes - nothing. No mark whatsoever adorned him. "That doesn't make any sense." When your eyes rose up to meet Fred's, he was looking beside you, at his twin, whose forearm revealed the missing piece of the puzzle. He, too, glowed gold.

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Part Two, Part Three

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Does anyone have any requests? I’m finally inspired to write and need some fresh ideas!

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My 2022 update of my masterlist! I hope you all enjoy <3

MASTERLIST

Harry Potter

I’m Okay - You’re Draco’s sister and you’re dating Harry. When the two of them duel, you’re caught in the middle. 

Dead - You’re Harry’s wife and believe him to be dead at the Battle of Hogwarts.

Patronus -  While trying to make a patronus, you can’t conjure up a strong enough memory. Harry has an idea that might help. 

So I’ve Heard - You’re a transfer student to Hogwarts and have no clue who Harry Potter is or why everyone is obsessed with him. 

Nightmare - Harry comforts you when you’re unable to sleep. 

Fred Weasley

Christmas - Christmas with Fred

She’s a Keeper - You are very shy and surprise everyone when you’re great at Quidditch. 

Distraction - You get in trouble for kissing Fred, and he gets protective. 

Love - A fluffy argument leading to Fred declaring his love for you. 

Jealous - Jealous Fred

Jealous - Jealous Fred #2!

I Told You So - Fred comes to your rescue and quickly falls in love with you. 

Safe - You attend Bill and Fleur’s wedding and stay by Fred’s side when all chaos breaks out. 

Mama Ain’t Raise No Quitter - Protective! Fred and George come to your rescue after Slytherins get a little too close for comfort.

Right Here - After Umbridge punishes your for protecting Sirius, your father, Fred calms you down. 

Panic Attack - You have a panic attack and Fred comforts you. 

Long Enough - You and Fred confess your love on Christmas!!

Bludgers - Fred has a huge crush on you and can’t help but protect you. 

Break Her Nose! - After being abducted after the 7 Harry’s, you promise yourself that you are going to break Bellatrix’s nose. 

Close - You feel like it’s your fault that the team lost, Fred comforts you. 

New Year’s Eve - A short New Year’s Eve fluff

Hate - You hear the opposite of whatever Fred says and angst ensues. Hufflepuff reader :)

Oblivious - You are oblivious to flirting. This, of course, isn’t a problem until you realize that both Fred Weasley and Draco Malfoy have been flirting with you. 

You Left Me - You’re hurt when the twins leave Hogwarts without telling you - even more so when you realize you’re pregnant. 

Hair Dye - Fred pranks you by replacing your shampoo with hair dye. He doesn’t care for the attention the new color brings you. 

Home for Christmas - A fluff-filled Christmas Fred fic

Love Letters - A love letter Fred wrote for the reader when his future becomes uncertain. 

George Weasley

Loss - After the war, you return home to find your pet has passed. 

Gone - You were dating Cedric and didn’t allow yourself to mourn. George helps you let out your feelings. 

This Christmas - You’ve been dating George for a while, so when Christmas rolls around you spend it with his family. 

Saint-like - During the 7 Harry’s, you wait at the Burrow for George to return home. 

My Fault - You ride with George during the 7 Harry’s and take all the blame when he gets injured. 

Blood Purity - When Umbridge catches you and George flirting, she puts him in detention. 

Walk-Ins NOT Welcome - Harry walks in on one of your make-out sessions. 

Guessing - After it gets out that you have a crush on a Weasley, Ron won’t stop guessing until he gets it right. 

Duel - After a duel with the Slytherins, you check up on your protective boyfriend. 

Shy - You’re very shy and when George notices people being rude to you, he makes himself your personal body guard. 

Mama Ain’t Raise No Quitter - Protective! Fred and George come to your rescue after Slytherins get a little too close for comfort. 

I’ll Walk You Home - After you miss the rest of the students return to the school, only you and George are left in Hogsmeade. 

Christmas - Christmas just isn’t the same without Fred. 

Date - You’re constantly turning George down, but when he turns his attention to another girl, you realize that maybe you do like him. 

Too Much to Handle - George is too shy to approach you, but after finding you locked out of your common room he has the perfect opportunity. 

Christmas at the Weasleys - You spend your first Christmas with George and notice that he seems like keeping you around a long time. 

Draco Malfoy

Slytherin? - You are Ron’s twin and fully expect to be in Gryffindor. When you are sorted into Slytherin, an enemy may become a friend. 

Marry Me? - Draco gets hurt in a Quidditch game and you spend the day taking care of him. 

Unsafe - Draco may love you, but with the upcoming war and Voldemort’s eyes on him, it’s unsafe to admit it. 

Let’s Hope So - After denying feelings for each other, you both realize there may be something there. 

Virtues - After Draco sees Slytherins treating you bad, he comes to your rescue. 

Secret Santa - You and Draco get each other for Secret Santa and find it isn’t as easy as you hoped. 

Blood Traitor - During a heated argument Draco calls you the worst thing he can - a blood traitor. 

I’m Sorry - You were raised in the same situation as Draco and are expected to marry. You slowly fall in love, but after finding a note it appears that the love is one sided. 

Not Your Fault - After Draco gets hurt in a dual, you tend his wounds. But, you find more than wounds on his arms. 

Christmas - You love decorating the common room and all things Christmas, and Draco can’t help the pull he feels to you. 

Worry - Draco is protective of Hufflepuff!Reader 

Rival - You grew up in Pansy’s shadow, but Draco isn’t interested in her. He’s interested in you. 

Love and War - At the Battle of the Astronomy Tower, all Draco can think about is you. 

Nightmare - Draco is the only person who can calm you after a nightmare. 

Banished - After suggesting that he make up with his arch nemesis, Draco has the nerve to banish you from your own bed. 

Hesitant - After the war, you are weary of Draco. But, you find out he isn’t as bad as he appeared to be. 

Strong - You try to comfort Draco, but first he has to tell you what��s wrong. 

Oblivious - You are oblivious to flirting. This, of course, isn’t a problem until you realize that both Fred Weasley and Draco Malfoy have been flirting with you.

Boggart - Draco’s biggest fear is you hurt. 

Where Were You - Draco wasn’t there when you needed him most. 

Ron Weasley

Family - You’re Draco’s sister and Ron’s girlfriend. Your parents don’t react too strongly to your date. 

Just a Dance - Fred and George know about your crush on Ron and make it their personal mission to set you up. 

Now That’s a Game - Draco knocks you off your broom during Quidditch and Ron immediately comes to your defense. 

Amortentia - After realizing you love Ron and he loves you, Hermione sets you up. 

Stargazing - A fluffy trip to the astronomy tower with Ron

Ginny Weasley

Don’t Mention It - You’re Ginny’s best friend and find her snogging Harry in the middle of a war. 

Hers - Your Ginny’s, and hers alone. 

Charlie Weasley

Christmas in the Burrow - Charlie invites you to the Burrow with him when he realizes you stay at Hogwarts. 

Romania - “Here’s my dreams and you’re with me!”

Anywhere - You’re a healer at St. Mungo’s who specializes in dragon-related injuries. 

Marry Me - You’re marrying Charlie Weasley, and of course his family goes all out. 

Mistletoe - Christmas pranks that end with you kissing your best friend. 

Hermione Granger

Kiss Me - Hermione has never been kissed, but you are going to change that. 

Pansy Parkinson

Unbreakable Vow - With the war over, you can finally marry your love. 

Neville Longbottom

I Love You - You and Neville go to the Yule Ball, and he says he loves you. 

Father - You and Neville have a toddler and raise him at Hogwarts. Turns out, Neville is a wonderful Dad. 

Our Spot - A tree by the lake might be seen as mundane to most, but to you it held every memory you loved with Neville. 

Cedric Diggory

Family - Cedric lives! And he marries you and has a family!

Lazy Sunday - Part 2 to Family

Stay With Me (Part 1) (Part 2) - You begged Cedric not join the Triwizard Tournament, but he did. And he died. You, however, aren’t going to let that be the end. The solution? Time Travel. 

Pumpkin Juice - A sweet day with a sweet boy and kisses that taste of pumpkins. 

Oliver Wood

Quidditch - You’re basically the mom of the Quidditch team and are there to support Oliver during wins and unfortunate losses. 

Sirius Black

Brave and Mighty - Sirius never noticed you, until now. 

Too Young - At 20 years old, you are married to Sirius, godparent of a baby, and in the middle of the war. 

Loss - You and Sirius lose your baby. 

Class of 1978 - You’re Lily’s best friend and you have made it to graduation. 

Baby - You just found out you’re pregnant and have no idea how you’re going to tell Sirius. 

Bother - You are living with Sirius at Grimmauld Place. You both hate it there, but you have each other (and hopefully a sandwich).

Son - You had a son with Sirius, and he’s a carbon copy of his father. 

Apart - A touchy and jealous Sirius

Etch - With Death Eater parents, you’re expected to follow in the footsteps. When you are etched with the dark mark, Sirius comes to the rescue. 

Santa, Baby - With a ton of students stuck at Hogwarts, it’s up to you and the Marauders to give them a good Christmas. 

Animagus - Sometimes dogs are better conversationalists than people. 

Crucio - Harry’s vision was right. 

Remus Lupin

Untitled - Remus is the one bright light in your year. 

Mama - Remus lives and you raise Teddy together!

Not All Scars - You were raised by Remus and notice that he may be hurting more than any of you realize.

Potions - After an awful potions class, you find a helping hand - Professor Lupin (not romantic). 

Don’t Leave - Turns out the Marauders are awful at cheering you up. Except for Remus, that is. 

I Insist - Sirius gets sick, so you step in to help Remus during a full moon. 

Prefect (Part 1) (Part 2) - A flustered Remus confuses a flirty reader for a meandering student, when they are both on prefect rounds. 

James Potter

Just Like You - You slowly becomes more like James. 

First Time - You wake up after your first time with James and kind of regret it. 

Newt Scamander

Scars - When one of Newt’s creatures attacks him, you clean the wound and notice the scars he’s covered in. 

Nothing in that Case is Dangerous - You’re with Newt when he’s brought in to the Ministry. Newt does everything in his power to save you.

Accidentally, Of Course - Newt catches you as you’re changing clothes. Queenie reads your mind and realizes you may not have minded. 

Obliviate - Newt is ordered to wipe your memories, but he has other plans. 

New Additions - You’re pregnant!!!

Obscurus - You are Credence’s twin. Newt saves you and teaches Credence how to control his magic.

Christmas - Christmas with Newt

Letters - Newt misses you, but you keep in contact through letters. 

How Could I Forget? - You marry Newt, but you’re hit by a curse and lose your memory. 

Arranged Marriage - To merge the wizarding and muggle worlds, you’re in an arranged marriage to a prince. One that you do not want to be in. Thankfully, a familiar face comes to save you. 

Thanksgiving Day Parade - While searching for Newt’s creatures in America, you find yourself caught in the biggest parade of the year. 

Theseus Scamander

Together - You go to Theseus for comfort after a physical fight with your parents. 

Sleep - Sleep was hard to come by when death could be around any corner. Thankfully, Theseus is there to help. 

Updated: December 30, 2022

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Love Letters - Fred Weasley x Reader

Request: I found your blog today and I absolutely LOVE your Fred fics. I was wondering if you could do a fem!reader where she is best friends with the trio and the weasleys. she goes to the burrow for the summer and she’s become absolutely gorgeous. the Weasley boys + harry realize they have to “protect” her at Hogwarts from gross guys, but Fred realizes that he is actually in love with her. maybe some yule ball jealousy?

(Author's Note - I'm trying something a little bit different with this fic. It reads as a love letter - Not sure how I feel about it yet)

My Dearest Love,

Sixth year was the year that everything changed. Ginny had grown attached to you during our fifth year, something we never would have expected, but will always be grateful for. You were George's friend first - the Gryffindor who was good at Quidditch and potions. That's how I knew you first. I still don't know how George didn't fall in love with you, but he didn't.

I did.

You spent the summer with us, at Ginny's request. No one was going to argue - you were loved by many in the Weasley household. Mum was probably your biggest fan. She would always coax you to help in the kitchen, under the guise of time constraints and her own kids not wanting to pitch in. (In reality, she had warned us weeks in advance to stay out and let you help). I assume she knew that one of us would fall in love with you. Maybe she already knew it was me.

When the Quidditch World Cup was under attack, you were my first thought. My heart didn't slow down until we were all safely home and I knew that you were safe. I knew then, I'd protect you from anything.

Starting with the guys.

The stares started as soon as we boarded the train. Now, they could have been staring at any of us, but we both know they were staring at you. You were gorgeous. Even worse, you were nice. Even the Slytherins couldn't resist you.

When the Yule Ball finally approached, I planned to ask you. I heard through the house gossip that you were already going with someone else - a seventh year even.

Every dance killed me inside a little bit.

Because there you were, smiling, as some other guy held you against him. Your fingers were in his hair and your eyes were locked on his. I wanted to be him more than anything. To have my hands graze your skin and to pull you closer to me. Because I knew, even then, that I loved you.

I'm still sorry I couldn't protect you from Umbridge. The day that you came into the common room, face splotchy from crying, was the first time I ever felt angry enough to kill. Whoever hurt you deserved to be hurt, far worse than whatever had been done to you.

I didn't hurt her, of course. How could I, when you begged me not to? I would do anything you asked of me, without even a second thought. You've always had that hold on me, and boy did you know it.

At some point, you grew feelings for me. I don't know what would cause someone so perfect to fall for me, but you did. Whenever my dad was hurt, you were there. You stayed by my side all break, bringing me peace only you could bring.

I asked you to be mine on Christmas.

You were stunning in your Weasley sweater, that just fit perfectly. I knew I couldn't live a life without you in it, nor did I want to. You said yes without hesitation.

Many might say we moved too fast, but I would beg to disagree. I had been yours long before you agreed to be mine. It only felt right to be yours completely and fully.

I don't know what the future holds. Voldemort's return is futile and I fear that the war will seep into our lives soon. If something were to happen to me, I want you to know that I love you more than anything and anyone. And I have for a while. You, my dear, have me wrapped completely around your finger.

And there's nowhere else I'd rather be.

All my love,

Fred

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Crucio - Sirius Black x Reader

Prompt: Harry's vision was right. Trigger Warning: Abuse and torture

It was a cloudy Tuesday morning when Mundungus betrayed the Order. You were lying in bed, body curled precisely into the curves of Sirius's frame. Mornings were often slow, with Order business never taking place earlier than noon. The two of you probably would've stayed there another hour if you hadn't heard the crash coming from the kitchen. "What the hell is Tonks doing here so early?" Sirius groaned, clamoring to throw on clothing. You only shrugged, burrowing deeper into the covers. "Right, you just enjoy your lie in while I deal with the mess," he chipped. "Thank you, I think I will."

Not a moment after Sirius's foot left the last step his screams filled the air before quickly silencing. "Sirius Black," an unknown voice spoke, "how lucky we are to find you." You drew your wand and crept towards the stairwell, careful not to step on any of the squeaky floorboards. "He's not alone," the raspy voice of Kreacher called from behind you. Your heart dropped to your stomach as you turned to see his sick smile. Before you even had the chance to face your attacker, a spell hit you and the world turned black.

When your vision returned you were in a marble room, filled floor to ceiling with shelving - each possible space filled with a globe. "Sirius," you choked out, quickly noting your restraints. "Fret not," the voice called, "your husband is perfectly fine." The two appeared before you - Lucius Malfoy draped in a dark cloak and a sinister smile, and Sirius, bound and kicked to the floor. "For now, that is." "Please let us go," you pleaded. "We've done nothing wrong." "Now, now, Ms. Black, it isn't nice to beg," he taunted. "Someone aught to teach you some manners." Your jaw quivered as he raised his wand to Sirius's head. "It's okay," Sirius whispered, eyes looking only at you. "How pitiful," Lucius spat. Then his lips formed a single word. "Crucio."

Sirius writhed in pain, his eyes squeezed completely shut. "Stop it!" you begged, fighting your own restraints. "Please let him go." Lucius's arm dropped, temporarily releasing Sirius, who took in sharp breaths. "That was the preview," Lucius said shortly. "We can stop whenever you tell me what I want to know." Sirius's jaw set. "You'll have to kill me." "Gladly."

With another waive of his wand, the pain overtook Sirius. This time, he screamed. Nothing prepared you for the sound, horrifying and haunting. You ripped at your restraints, doing anything to get loose. "Let him go," you cried. "Curse me instead, just let him go."

Lucius delighted in this idea, immediately letting go of his control over Sirius. "Do you hear that, Black?" "Don't do it, Lucius. She doesn't even have the information you want." "Doesn't matter, does it?" The tip of his wand connected with your neck, pushing in slightly. "You'll crack even faster, hearing her scream." "If you so much as lay a finger on her, I'll kill you and your entire fucking family," Sirius spat. Lucius grabbed you by the hair and pulled you in front of Sirius, disregarding your cries of pain. "I'd say the same to you, but it seems you haven't any family left. Besides this one, who I fear shall be dead by nightfall." Under his breath, he murmured a curse you'd never heard of before. For a moment, you thought it didn't work. "Stop it," Sirius begged. Blood had soaked into his pants leg. You looked down and noticed cuts covering the entire surface of your exposed legs. Blood seeped out, painting your body red.

"Time is running out, Sirius," Lucius said. "She's losing far too much blood." "Don't tell him anything, Sirius," you ordered. You tried to make eye contact with him, but he'd started going fuzzy. "I'll be fine."

It was too much work to hold up your head, so you sunk to the cold floor. It was rather comfortable and sleep began to overtake you. You would have fallen asleep immediately if it hadn't been for the flash of lights. They flew across the room, until one finally landed beside you. Once the light faded, you saw Remus. "Merlin," he said before scooping you into his arms. "We need to get you out of here." "Take her to Molly," Sirius called. "I'm right behind you."

Remus held you tightly and a wave of relief washed over you. You melted into his scratchy tweed coat and finally let yourself rest.

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i was wondering if u could do a fred weasley x reader, were the reader is coming home with fred for christmas and hes just really excited like he wont shut up about it. just fred being all cute and flustered :)) thank uuuuu also i love ur writing

It's up now, thank you for your request!

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Home for Christmas - Fred Weasley x Reader

Request: I was wondering if u could do a Fred Weasley x reader, where the reader is coming home with Fred for Christmas and he's just really excited like he won't shut up about it. just Fred being all cute and flustered :)) thank uuuuu also I love ur writing

"Only one more day," Fred smiled before peppering kisses on your face. You giggled. "I had almost forgotten." "Really?" "I'm only joking, you remind me every single day." Fred sat down beside you in the Gryffindor common room, pulling your back against his chest. "I know, I'm just excited. It's our first Christmas together." You turned, placing a kiss on his cheek. "I'm excited, too."

The rest of the day went by fast, with Fred smiling dopily every time he looked at you. "One more night until I get to spend every moment with you." "Fred, we already do that." "I know, but this is different. I'll fall asleep holding the person I love more than everything every night. I'll wake up to your grumpy face," he teased. "First off, I am not grumpy," you said with a scowl that caused the ginger to burst into laughs. "And you really think your mom will let us stay together?" "Don't even worry about that, love. I'll sneak you to my room if I have to." You smile. "Goodnight, Fred." "Goodnight, my love. I'll see you in the morning." With one final kiss on the center of your forehead, you parted.

Everything was hectic the next day, with prefects coming in and out to rush you towards breakfast. Breakfast on the last day was always nontraditional, with tables being pushed together and houses intermixing. You sat beside Fred and Harry, who would also be joining you over break. Everyone was out of their robes and in muggle clothes, which gave you a sense of hominess that was sometimes missing in the massive castle.

Fred held your hand the entire morning, only letting go once it was time to take the luggage to the train, showing no struggle to carry both. He did the same as you exited the train, even though you insisted you could carry your own. "I don't doubt that you can carry it," he insisted. "I just think you shouldn't have to." You blushed fiercely as you made your way to the Weasley family. "Mom!" he exclaimed before pulling his mother into a hug.

After the rest of her children greeted her, she turned to you. "You must be Fred's girlfriend. I've heard so much about you," she exclaimed before pulling you into a loving hug. "Thank you so much for having me, Mrs. Weasley." "No, thank you. I've never seen Fred so excited to be home." "I know!" you smiled. "He's been counting down the days for weeks."

The rest of the day flew by, finally ending with George sneaking you into his room. As you lay in his arms, you look into his eyes. "Why are you so excited for Christmas?" you ask him. For all the years you'd known him, he had never been so excited for holiday before. "This is my first Christmas with you. It's my first Christmas ever truly being home." Your eyes well with tears. "Fred Weasley, I've never met someone who feels more like home than you. Everything about you radiates a warmth only few are lucky enough to find in their lives." "My dear, that's exactly the way I feel about you."

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Send in any requests if you have them. I’m having a lot of writer’s block right now and some fresh requests would really help me out (this includes holiday requests) :D

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Prefect Pt. 2 - Remus Lupin x Reader

A/N: The love I got for this fic so quickly is literally insane and I’m love with all of you. If you all want more of this fic just let me know :)

After what felt like an eternity of waiting, the day of the Hogsmeade trip finally arrived. You woke up early to give yourself time to complete your whole routine. Even with every possible addition, you still found yourself waiting in your common room for hours. 

“You look stunning,” Remus said once it finally came time for you to meet. His eyes scanned you once more as a blush rose to his cheeks.  “Thank you, as do you,” you said with an equally fierce blush.  “May I?” he asked, extending his arm to you.  “Of course.” 

The walk to town was crisp and cool, with winter quickly approaching. About halfway through your journey, Remus realized you were only adorned in a sweater. Without a word, he wrapped his coat around you, taking care to gently rub your shoulders. “That better?” “It really is. Thank you.”  “Since it’s so cold I thought it might be nice to warm up with a Butterbeer. If you want, of course.”  You smiled. “I’d love that.” 

"Two hot butterbeers please,” Remus asked the waiter after you were sat in a booth in the very back of the bar. It was quiet despite the crowd around it. “Do you want anything else?” You shook your head and Remus thanked the waiter who quickly left you alone once more.  “Chivalrous,” you smirked.  “Well, I am a Gryffindor. It’s basically required.”  “Even so, I think you do it better than the rest of your house.”  “Is chivalry a competition?” he laughed.  You nodded. “It kinda is.”  “Well then, I’m glad I’m doing well.” 

The waiter returned with our Butterbeers, each topped with a perfect dollop of cream. “This is delicious,” you hummed after taking a deep sip.  “You have a bit of cream left,” Remus said, motioning to your lip.  “Do I?” you laughed. “Can you help me?” “I don’t have anything to wipe it with.” You sighed. “But I think I can help. May I?” You nodded before he gently cupped your face and pulled you into him. You pushed forward to meet him. His lips were soft on yours, before he gently moved his tongue enough to remove the cream from your lip. After that, he removed his lips from yours, causing you to whine. “It’s our first date, I can’t snog you in front of the entire restaurant.”  “That’s second date kinda stuff?” “Precisely.” 

“Where do you want to go now?” Remus asked once you stepped back into the cold.  “Maybe the candy shop?” “That’s my favorite,” he smiled.  “Mine too.”  The smell of chocolate and baked goods was overwhelming once you stepped inside, causing an immediate smile on both you and Remus. “What’s your favorite thing here?” you asked.  “Definitely the chocolates. The bars, not the frogs.” You giggled. “What’s yours?” “The frogs,” you answered sheepishly, causing the brunet to laugh. You picked up two frogs. “Wanna make a bet?” “Depends on the terms,” he answered as he meticulously picked out his own favorite candies.  “If one of these frogs are either Merlin or Dumbledore I get to take you on a second date.”  Remus smirked. “And if that doesn’t happen?” “You get to take me on a second date.”  “Deal.” 

You both rushed back to the castle and to the Gryffindor dorms. His friends were still out, so you piled onto his bed and tore into the two packages. “You go first,” you insisted.  He took his time opening the box, finally pulling out the card. He groaned, “Dumbledore.”  “Yes!” you squealed before tearing into your own box. You laughed as you pulled out the card. “It’s Merlin.”  “I win, then!” Remus exclaims.  “No you don’t!” you retort.  “You said either Merlin or Dumbledore, and we got both.”  “That’s a technicality.”  “I don’t care,” he smiled. “I’ve decided on my date.”  “That quickly?”  “I want to cash in my second date right now.”  You gasped. “You just want to snog me.”  Remus laughed before pulling you closer. “Maybe.”

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Prefect - Remus Lupin x Reader

Request: Could you please write for Remus Lupin. During prefect patrolling and he met the Hufflepuff prefect. Anything else could be up to you. If you don’t do it it’s fine, thanks a lot!

"Excuse me, it's past curfew and you really need to get to your dorm room," a boy said gently as he made his way over to you. You furrowed your eyebrows. "Flattered, but I'm also a prefect," you said, pulling your robe to the side to show your yellow badge. The boy's face burned bright red. "Sorry, I didn't realize." The boy held out his right hand. "Remus Lupin, Gryffindor Prefect." You shook his hand gently, before giving him your name. "You're a fifth year, too?" "Yeah, first year as a prefect. I love helping out my housemates but this part of the job is absolute rubbish." "I agree. Why do we have to do the patrolling? Some of the students are older than us." "Exactly!" Remus agreed. "I know a 7th year Slytherin will never listen to me telling him to get out of the halls." "Just say Lucius Malfoy, we both know who you're talking about." Remus groans. "He's bloody awful."

The two of you talked the rest of the night as you patrolled the emptied hallways of the castle. This was usually your least favorite task as the castle was quite scary at night. This time, however, you found the night slipping away quickly as you enjoyed every second with your new friend.

You smiled, before looking down at the watch on you wrist. "I'm afraid it's time for me to return to my dorm room now." Remus looked at his own watch. "You're actually two minutes late so it looks like I'll have to escort you there." "I think you intentionally distracted me from noticing the time," you argued as you began your trek back to the Hufflepuff dorms. "Interesting deduction," he said, refusing to elaborate further.

"I'll see you around?" he asked once you made it to your door. "If you're lucky," you responded with a wink.

The next time you saw Remus was in the prefect bathroom. It was almost curfew and you had drawn a bath. Every Hufflepuff had seemed to have a separate breakdown this week, and you were about at your limit. After you had emerged into the bubbly water, Remus shot through the door. "Sorry!" he yelled before covering his eyes. You giggled. "Don't be sorry. I already cast the charm." Remus let out a deep exhale. "Mind if I join you?" "It would be a waste of water if you didn't."

It took Remus only a few moments to undress behind a curtain and use the cloaking charm on himself before dropping across from you in the large tub. "It's hot in here, isn't it?" he said once he was fully submerged. "It's relaxing," you sighed. "This week has been so hard." "It's the moon," Remus said confidently. "It has my house acting weird, too." "I take it you're in astronomy?" "No, it's just a fact. The full moon is coming up so it makes everyone a bit off." You hummed. "Well, I'm excited for it to be over with, then." "Me too," he laughed.

For a few minutes you just sat there, enjoying the hot water and each others' company. "Do you mind if I come over there?" Remus asked. You shook your head and he waded through the water, sitting at your right. "This may seem strange, but I'm really happy I met you." "Really? Why is that?" "I know we've only talked a few times, but I really enjoy your company." "I feel the same. Every time I see you my heart flutters a little bit." "In two weeks we're scheduled to have a Hogsmeade trip. I would love to take you on a date, if you'd let me." You smiled. "I would love to."

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Do you still take requests? Mostly Draco ones

I take requests for everyone I'm just really bad about answering them quickly

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Stargazing - Ron Weasley x Reader

Request - Hi! Can you please do a plus size reader x Ron Weasley fluff the plot is seriously up to you! Thank you

"Let's go!" Ron whispered as he united with you in the common room. It was at least midnight and the rest of your house had been long asleep for hours. The hallways were empty as you raced through them, hand in hand.

You only stopped running once you made it to the astronomy tower. Despite the lack of lighting, the room was illuminated by the stars shining through the glass ceiling. After finding the perfect place on the floor, Ron laid down. "This is perfect," he whispered as you laid beside him.

He immediately drew you closer to him, holding you tightly within his arms. One hand lay on your stomach, thumb grazing an inch of bare skin. With anyone else, you would feel self conscious, but not with him. Never with him. Ron Weasley was able to make you feel like the most beautiful person in the world. He was so confident in your beauty that you began seeing it yourself. Ever bit of confidence you gained was noticed by the ginger and doted on. The first time you felt confident enough to wear a miniskirt with your uniform you thought he might die from excitement.

Now, you lay with your head rested contently on his chest, listening to every thump of his heart. Above you, the night sky shone beautifully. Ron took his time to point out the different constellations, telling you the name and story of each one.

As he spoke, he would occasionally glance to you, smiling widely each time. He did this every time he explained something to you. He would shift his gaze between whatever he was looking at and you, always grinning once his eyes settled on you. You figured this would stop a few weeks into seeing him, but it never did. Each time he smiled on your behalf, a blush rose to your cheeks, a physical reminder of how much you felt his love.

"Ron," you spoke quietly after he had finished pointing out each set of stars." "Yes?" "Thank you for loving me." He grinned widely. "I love loving you. And I hope to be able to for the rest of my life."

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