#dad!fred weasley

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Hey again, for the dad!fred request, no I don’t have any specific ideas! :)

I figured something out, hope you like it!

SOMETHING WRONG

Pairings: Dad!Fred Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: Fred as a dad of a son that doesn't seem to like tricks and pranks Warnings: nothing

Fred had tried countless times to get his son, Hugo to laugh at his tricks and try to get him to be interested in them, but Hugo never satisfied Fred in that department

Fred would put on a firework show every now and then but Hugo would focus on a stuffed toy he had in his hands, and when Fred took the toy off him the next time he did it, Hugo just played in the grass, sparing no mind to the explosions of bright colours.

it annoyed Fred that he couldn't bond with his son over pranks and tricks. and it wasn't that Hugo was too small, he was 5 years old, which Fred found is the perfect age to start.

Fred always told you that he would go out to have fun with Hugo but when they got home he never said anything about how it went

you just assumed it was good and that they had so much fun that Fred was too tired to tell you. and you loved that they had that bond

you often found yourself wanting to go with them to see their fun and spend time with them but you knew it was their time together, you had him all day most days while he ran the shop so when he went out with Fred you didn't really want to intrude on their time alone

"I'm taking Hugo out to play, we'll be back before dinner" Fred informed you, his trick suitcase in his hand as he held Hugo's hand

you smiled at him, letting him kiss you on the cheek

"take a jacket, please, it's cold out there" you said before they walked away.

Fred put down the suitcase and let go of his hand before going to your room

you leaned down and ushered Hugo closer to you

"give mummy a hug" you opened your arms, smiling when he ran to you, giving you a hug, leaning up to kiss your cheek

Fred came out holding his sweater and Hugo's coat, passing it to you

you helped Hugo put it on and kissed his head, letting them go

"have fun you two!" you called as they left

"I love you" you heard Fred yell out to you

you sighed happily as you let yourself relax before you started dinner.

-

you heard the door open and panicked as you heard them walk in, you checked the clock and noticed that they had only been out for 20 minutes and that dinner is 2 hours away

they would usually be out for hours doing things and come home just before dinner, so you suspected something might've happened

"is everything ok?" you asked as they walked into your line of sight, Hugo ran to his room crying as Fred rubbed his face

"what happened? is he ok?" you stood up

"something's wrong with him" Fred huffed, seeming annoyed

"what?! what's wrong, Fred?" you rushed, worried something bad

"he doesn't like anything I do, he doesn't smile at fireworks, he doesn't laugh at the stupid tricks and he doesn't even bat his eye at any product, are you sure he's my kid?" he questioned

you stared at him, not knowing if he was joking at the last question or not

"are you kidding?" you frowned

"he's not interested in anything I do with him, what type of father am I if I can't bond with me son over anything?" he threw his hands in the air

you sighed and went past to him and walked to Hugo's room.

you opened the door and shut it behind you, seeing him on his bed, underneath his blanket

you sat down on the edge and slowly pulled it off him

"Hugo? honey what's wrong?" you whispered, stroking his hair

"does daddy hate me?" he sobbed

"what? no, of course not, he loves you more than anything in the world, what makes you say that?" you helped him sit up, watching as he wrapped his arm around you.

"he started yelling, and took my toy off me" he cried

you closed your eyes and shook your head

"stay here, let me go talk to him, ok?" you kissed his head, getting up, leaving him on his bed

you walked out and heard Fred in your room, you went in and saw him packing his things up, a frown on his face

"you yelled at him?" you raised your eyebrows, he looked at you confused

"no, I didn't-" he huffed out

he shook his head and walked out, going to Hugo's room

-

all Fred wanted was a little him, a little him that would cause mischief with him, to play pranks with and have fun with.

Fred just seemed upset that his own son, his little miracle wasn't like him, that he didn't seem to care about what Fred did for a living.

Fred believed that it meant that Hugo wasn't proud of his father, that he wished he was something better and it made him feel ashamed of himself, wishing he did something better with his life

he never said anything to you about it cause he thought you would think it's stupid, that you would remind him that Hugo is only five years old and doesn't know what's going on

he walked in to Hugo's room and felt like crying when he saw Hugo's red face and puffy eyes.

he made his son cry

Fred gulped as he walked to him, he kneeled down in front of him and watched as he moved back.

did he scare him too?

"I didn't yell you" he started

never in his life did he think he would have to apologise to his child, but here he was, and it slightly broke his heart

"I don't want you to think that I did, because I didn't, ok? I wasn't mad I just got a little frustrated s'all" Fred sighed

"at me?" Hugo wiped his nose

"no, not at you, I could never be mad at you, Hughie" Fred cleared his throat, getting up to sit on his bed, bringing Hugo onto his lap

"then why'd you take my toy?" he sobbed in Fred's arms

"I just wanted you to focus on the trick, I'm sorry" Fred apologised, kissing his head

"but I wanted you to play with my truck with me"

it was only then when Fred realised that Hugo always asked Fred to look at his toy when they were out.

while Fred was setting off all of the pranks and sparks every time, Hugo was sat down, playing with his toy, asking for Fred to look at what he was doing

Hugo wanted as much attention from Fred as Fred wanted from him, but they wanted different things

he realised that Hugo's idea of fun is playing with toys with his dad and it made Fred mad at himself, knowing that Hugo would be sad every time he would turn him down, making him watch what he was doing instead

all he wanted was for Hugo to have fun with him, not understanding that Hugo only wanted to have fun with him

Fred felt more ashamed in himself, not only was what he did for a living not good enough for Hugo, but he turned him down when he wanted to spend time with him in his own way

"I'm sorry Buddy, we'll play with your truck next time" Fred wiped Hugo's tears

"promise?" Hugo spoke softly, holding out his small pinky

"promise" Fred laughed, trying to interlock pinkies with him

-

as the years went on, Hugo began more curious in what Fred does for a living, he begged him to show him more and they went out every weekend to set fireworks and play pranks of random people they came across

Fred didn't know where the sudden interest in it came from but he enjoyed every second of it, his son was proud of what he does

he smiles at the fireworks, he laughs at the stupid tricks and he even stares at all the products, suggesting things that Fred could make, causing Fred to chuckle and say he'd think of it, knowing that the product wouldn't work.

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[george-weasleys-girl]

George & Fred as Dads on Halloween

~🎃~

George

Always decorates early.

Usually around mid-September.

Decorates the whole house, inside and out.

Goes for spooky, but not overly scary.

Insists on carving jack o' lanterns the muggle way every year.

Before he had kids, his favorite thing was giving out candy to all the trick or treaters and seeing all their costumes.

Now that he's a father, taking his kids trick or treating has become his favorite thing.

Matching family costumes are a must.

Involves his family in deciding what to dress up as each year and has it planned out months in advance.

Along with Fred, throws a Halloween party every year for family and close friends.

They switch out who hosts it each year.

Let's his kids have candy for breakfast the next day.

~🎃~

Fred

Like George, he always decorates early.

Also, like George, he decorates the whole house, inside and out.

Goes full-on creepy.

Why carve pumpkins the hard way when he can use magic?

Builds a haunted maze that trick or treaters have to go through to get candy.

Before having kids, he loved to jump scare trick or treaters as they navigated their way through the maze.

Now that he's a father, he loves taking his kids trick or treating more.

Usually meets up with George, and they all go together.

Doesn't care too much about matching costumes, but if his s/o and his kids want to do it, he's game.

He and his kids stuff themselves silly on candy Halloween night (ignoring his s/o's pleas against it).

Because they're all usually too sick to eat breakfast the next morning.

~🎃~

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[soupandsimple]

Freds daughter 😅

* Fred accidentally teaching his baby a cuss phrase

- warning? cursing baby lol

*see ask here

……………..

You were softly stroking your daughters head when she let go of her pacifier from between her lips and clear as day released a gurgle that sounded a lot like fuck yeah.

You gasped; did you hear that right? Pushing her paci back to her lips, you picked her up and went to find Fred….the man culpable for this.

With baby girl cradled in your arm, you found him sitting at his desk and without a word went over and lightly (with love) smacked him on the shoulder.

“Ow, what was that for?” he questions, turning around in his chair.

“This is all your fault!”

“What’s my fault?”

“It’s your fault my daughter is only six months old and already a potty mouth!”

“I’m not sure I follow love” Fred states confused as ever.

“She said….fuck yeah” you whispered.

Fred snorts and stands from where he sat, “Come again?” he asks.

“Fred, stop! You heard what I said and it’s not funny!”

Your husband chuckles and scratches his head with a guilty, boyish smile on his lips. “I suppose she heard me this morning while I was on the phone with George.”

“I suppose she’s heard you say it numerous times” you correct with raised eyebrows and a smirk-because the amount of times this man said those exact words upon a wave of excitement was uncountable at this point.

“Oh c’mon love, it’s not that bad” he says going over to hold you and dropping a kiss atop of your head. “It could be a cool party trick.”

“Oh great suggestion” you say sarcastically. Breaking into a smile, you then look down at your little baby and in a cheery voice say, “You better tell your daddy to watch out because by the looks of it you’re going to be taking his place as comedian of the family.”

Fred plays along and gasps in offense.

You giggle and gently squish her little face by the cheeks between your pointer finger and thumb, “She’s a lot cuter than you too so honestly it’s probably for the better” you tease.

He slaps a hand against his heart and pouts but then quickly switches it to a grin. “You’re absolutely right, she is way cuter” he agrees wholeheartedly as he leans down to plant a kiss on her little head. <3

#fred weasley x reader #fred weasley #dad!fred weasley #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley x you

[swiftieblyth]

Harry Potter

Okay, so where are my Fred and Draco people???

I have a fic I’ve been working on, and it’s about two sisters. The oldest is the same year as the Weasley twins and ends up with Fred. The youngest is the same he as the Golden Trio and ends up with Draco. It’s filled with lots of fluff, angst, family drama, family plot twists, major ending plot twists if I decide to do what I’m thinking. It will be a long series starting from book one, going to epilogue of book 7. However both of the sisters are named to keep from being confused on who’s who. Would you guys still be interested in it?

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[wolfstardaughter-jj]

12 midnight at the Lupin-Black cottage be like:

Sirius didn't even know Fred was in the house:)))

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[daily-hayley568]

could you write a charlie weasley imagine where the reader is the twins best friend and dating charlie in secret and sneaking around together around the holidays/birthdays where the family is all together including her because she’s like family (like harry and hermione)💖

Some Things Are Better Kept Secret|Charlie Weasley

Pairings: Charlie Weasley x fem!reader, platonic Fred weasley x fem!reader, platonic George x fem!reader, dad!sirius x daughter!reader

A/n: I love this! Tysm anon!

Summary: You’ve always been best friends with the twins but their older brother caught your eye.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sexual content, kissing, use of pet names, age gap, forbidden curses, mentions of death, blood

You had been best friends with the Weasley twins since your first year in Hogwarts. You were sorted into Gryffindor and you were inseparable from Fred and George.

Fred and George planned pranksters. You would charm their victims and lead them into the trap. You all tag-teamed.

The first Christmas you spent with the Weasley’s was your second year Christmas break. Your mother was out of town with her friend and you mentioned that you would be staying at Hogwarts but your two best friends couldn’t have it. They owled their parents and Mrs. Weasley insisted you came to their Christmas. Said she heard so much about the girl who the twins loved.

When you rode the train you sat in the compartment with the twins, and Lee Jordan. Four kids in a compartment playing exploding snap all the way to the train station.

When you arrived at the Burrow, you were attacked by Ron and Ginny, the younger ones. They were so excited to meet the girl that Fred and George couldn’t shut up about.

“Fred talks about you all the time. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You looked up at the older boy. You knew him as the Gryffindor seeker. It was Charlie Weasley; and he was much more handsome closer then the distance from the pitch.

You swallowed quickly before taking his offered hand in the shake, you rose your eyebrows smirking at Fred and George. “You can’t shut up about me. How sweet.”

Fred rolled his eyes, “You’ve been mentioned.”

You giggled, releasing your hand from Charlie’s. Realistically you were still a kid and he was almost a full grown man, but you couldn’t help but swoon.

You thought that childhood crush would go away, but it never did.

You were now about to start your fifth year. You were once again at the Burrow for Ginny’s birthday party. When Ginny invited you, you were so excited to see the Weasley’s before school started in September. You knew that they were going to Egypt, so you would be separated from your best friends.

Ginny was going into her second year at Hogwarts; Ron, Harry, and Hermione were going into their third, and Percy had recent news of becoming Head Boy.

“Happy birthday, Ginny!” You smiled entering her room.

“Y/N! You’re here!” Ginny ran up to you pulling into a huge hug. You and Ginny had become even closer after the encounter with Tom Riddle.

You smiled when Fred peaked from behind you, “Didn’t even say hi to your best friends?”

“I said hi to Ginny?” You tilted your head, a mischievous glint in your eye.

Fred hit you upside the head, you chuckled elbowing him. “Where’s my favorite twin? George! There you are.” You squeezed past Fred hugging George.

“Hi, Y/N! I think everyone’s about here now.” George grinned.

You turned reluctantly giving a hug to Fred; who was pouting from receiving no love from his best friend.

You four went downstairs to find the trio; Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They were speaking with Bill and Charlie. Fred elbowed you and you hit him upside the head.

“Y/n!” Harry sprinted to you embracing you. You took it as your duty to keep Harry Potter under your wing. You were like his older sister. You never told him his godfather was your dad, or mentioned that he was in Azkaban.

“Heya, Harry.” You grinned.

Ron and Hermione waved. Bill hugged you and Charlie smiled with a wave, not without noticing a new scar on his arm.

At Ginny’s birthday party, you were sitting on the porch watching your friends play a game.

“You don’t want to join them?” You glanced up at Charlie Weasley taking a seat next to you on the step.

You shook your head, “It was a long travel.”

“I agree, apparating from Romania to here was a lot.”

“I’m sure it was. How are your dragons?”

You had never had a conversation with one-on-one with Charlie Weasley and your butterflies were erupting in your stomach. You wanted to choke them all out one by one.

Oh, Godric. His smile was so pretty, “They’re good. A new baby girl was hatched right before I left; Hungarian Horntail.”

“So many people are scared of those dragons; I know they’re much larger than other breeds and their fireballs are longer distance, but I think they can be cute creatures. People are scared of something that’s territorial and bigger than they are.”

Charlie Weasley rose his eyebrows. He didn’t know you knew so much about dragons, “Woah you’re like a dragon expert yourself.” He chuckled nudging you with his arm.

Your arm in return erupted in goosebumps over the ghost of his touch. Gotta get yourself together; your best friends brother? Really, Y/N.

Your thoughts scolded you. You ignored them anyway and decided to listen to Charlie instead of your angry thoughts and your drumming butterflies.

“I wouldn’t say that. I like reading about animals or just reading general, but I have taken an interest to dragons.”

“Maybe I could show you the reserve sometime.” Your face lit up.

“Yeah, maybe.”

You didn’t see Charlie again until that next Christmas. You couldn’t wait either. You begged Remus and your mum to let you stay for the holidays again. Of course they agreed.

At Christmas dinner, you were squeezed between Fred and George. You encouraged them to give the Marauders Map to Harry; leaving out his dad was Prongs himself.

Charlie sat across from you and you both talked about quidditch and dragons again. He told you about how the baby dragon from Ginny’s birthday was doing and you were so entranced with him, you didn’t even hear George asking if you wanted to play quidditch outside.

The twins shrugged and left you to talk with their older brother. You two were left alone before you realized you should head to bed.

“Would you mind if I owled you to ask on how Roxie is doing?” Roxie was the name of the new baby dragon.

“No! It’d be a pleasure to receive letters about dragons and not my mother scolding me from being too far from home.” You giggled shaking your head.

“Goodnight, Charlie.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

You never told Fred and George you sent letters to Charlie through the rest of fifth year. Remus and your mum knew of course, you couldn’t shut up about Charlie to them. That’s how you and Charlie became good friends.

Then at the end of your fifth year, you were reunited with your father and Harry’s godfather. Harry thought he had been a murderer when he was out, but you knew your dad was innocent. Stories from your mother and Remus made you a firm believer that he was framed. Remus and your mum argued a lot about letting Dumbledore know he was an animagus, of course your mum won that fight.

You loved watching your mum and dad reunite. It was the favorite thing you saw that summer.

You attended the quidditch World Cup with the Weasley’s added Hermione and Harry. You shook your head when your best friends decided to bet all your money.

Worried, but you had full faith in them.

Charlie was there and you gave each small looks. You just turned 17 a few weeks ago. He said he was staying around a bit longer for something he needed to do. You had no idea what.

At the World Cup you and Charlie ended up sitting next to each other on the end. Fred and George were on the other end.

“Who do you think is going to win?” Charlie leaned over to talk in your ear.

You shivered your brain thinking of other times Charlie could be whispering in your ear.

“Ireland. It’s got to be.”

“I agree.” Another dazzling smile from Charlie Weasley himself.

After Ireland won, you and Charlie grinned fist bumping each other. Back at the tent, everyone stayed up for awhile. Arthur rushed everyone to bed after Ginny fell asleep on the table. You and Charlie had slipped out the tent sitting next to each other watching the Irish celebrate their victory.

“You know, I thought you were going to be as annoying as George and Fred are. Then I met you and I was totally wrong.”

“Thanks, though I do cause a lot of trouble with them.”

Over the course of the letters, you and Charlie were now close friends. You still had a raging crush on the boy. His light, platonic touches drove you crazy.

The Weasley family knew about Sirius’ innocence but you told Charlie first. Something ate at you about telling your best friends first, but it was Charlie who you ran to.

“That I also noticed,” Charlie chuckled.

You smiled, “Well I should head to bed. Goodnight Charlie.”

“Night, Love.” You froze at the pet name at the entrance of the tent but you let yourself smile brightly heading into the girl tent.

You knew you didn’t sleep for long when Charlie was shaking you awake, calling your name. You were confused as he pulled you out of tent as you struggled to put your nightrobe on.

“Charlie, what’s going on?”

“Death eaters.”

Your eyes widened as you met everyone in the living room. Fred and George were to take care of Ginny and you were to take care of Harry. Ron and Hermione and you two were to stick together.

Before Charlie took off you both shared a look of stay safe.

You took off with the crowd holding onto Harry’s arm trying to run to the gate, but you both fell getting trampled, becoming unconscious.

When you and Harry woke up, the tents were burned and Harry was stirring beside you. You saw a man and your breath was hesitant, but Harry didn’t.

“Black are you okay?” Harry muttered. The worst time to call each other by last names.

The strange man called the dark mark and you took in a sharp breath but after Harry spoke loud enough the man looked at you both. He ran off.

That’s when you heard a bunch of popping and surrounded by Ministry men. “You’ve be discovered at the scene of the crime!” Barty Crouch shouted.

Barty held a wand to your throat. Arthur came to your rescue. “She’s just a girl!”

“So? She’s Sirius Black’s daughter. He probably sent her to do this himself! Where’s your tent, Arthur.”

Arthur opened up the tent and the rest of the group shot up seeing Harry enter.

“Where’s Y/N?” George asked him and his twin worried sick. Thought he didn’t voice it, Charlie was too. Harry looked at his shoes not responding.

“Get in there!” Barty Crouch shoved you onto the couch.

“What’s going on?” Charlie asked; you looked frustrated.

“Y/N Black was discovered at the scene of the crime! She conjured the dark mark.” Barty accused.

“I didn’t! You can’t arrest me because of my relations? What about you? Your son?” You asked tilting your head and Barty gasped.

“How do you know about that?”

“My father.” You spat. “Check my wand. Check Harry’s wand. I. Didn’t. Cast. It.” Barty took both of your wands and checked it. You both didn’t cast the spell.

“Sorry for the inconvenience.” Barty muttered.

After all that, you were lying in bed and couldn’t sleep. So you walked to a room you knew you could find rest in.

Charlie was still awake when you walked in. “Can I sleep with you? I just-“ you swallowed, your voice small. I cant sleep and I’m scared, Charlie.”

Charlie opened his arms and you climbed on into the bed cuddling in his arms, “What you did was pretty badass.” You giggled.

“Well, I didn’t want to go to Azkaban.”

He grinned, his fingers playing with the ends of your hair. You fell asleep much easier with your head on his chest and him playing with your hair.

That night passed, and you were back at Hogwarts with your best friends. After the first years were sorted , the triwizard tournament was announced. Luckily, you turned 17 last June. You stuck your tongue out at the twins because they didn’t reach the age limit.

You decided why not and you entered the tournament.

Charlie Weasley apparently got wind that you one of the four champions. He was so pissed. You two had never even had an argument until now. He told you that you were just a kid and shouldn’t be doing the dangers that was coming for you.

You were furious. He thought of you as a kid? You didn’t write back for the next month. The four champions were as listed: Y/N Black, Harry Potter, Victor Krum, and Fleur Delacour.

The first task is when you saw Charlie again. You didn’t even look at him. You got the Swedish short-snout. Luckily you knew a lot about this dragon, and the Hungarian Horntail so you gave Harry tips when no one was paying attention.

Before it was your turn, Charlie dragged you privately.

“You’re crazy.”

“Thought I was just a kid.” You hugged. Charlie sighed running a hand through his hair.

“I’m sorry. You’re not a kid. You’re too strong. I was just angry when I wrote that. I just worry about you a lot.” He sighed rubbing a hand up and down your arm.

“Promise me you’ll be careful.”

“I do what it takes to win.”

“Y/n one more thing.” You rose your eyebrows, “I want you to know-“ the cannon shouted and they screamed Black. It was your turn.

Without another word, you ran off to fight your dragon.

You tied first with Harry.

Charlie returned to Romania and you didn’t see him until Christmas. You were getting ready for the third task; you and Harry still tied. You joked about winning this thing together and it seemed possible.

At Christmas, you found yourself alone with Charlie after everyone had gone to bed. You both were sipping tea and just talking. “Have you ever tried firewhiskey?”

You shook your head and Charlie left before bringing back a bottle of it. He poured you and himself a glass. You took a sip letting the warm feeling travel down your throat. “Delicious.”

He chuckled, “Are you worried about the third task?”

You shook your head, “I’ve got Harry. I don’t care if I win.”

He smiled, continuing to sip his whiskey. Maybe you two drank too much. But Charlie ended up kissing you and you kissing him back. He mumbled something about tired dancing around stuff.

You were on the couch, his mouth on yours in a kiss of passion and heat. He slipped his tongue in your mouth and you moaned into his. He chuckled pulling back with a wide grin.

You and Charlie began to sneak around after that. The rest of the holidays ended up with kisses on the couch. You never talked about it after you went back to Hogwarts.

It was time for the third task. You and Harry decided to grab the cup together and it was a portkey. You were taken to a graveyard. You were left unconscious next to the trophy and Harry groaned getting up.

He noticed the grave that read tom riddle on it. He needed to get out of here. Before he could grab you and the key. Wormtail casted a spell to keep him bound to the tree.

He dropped Voldemort in a boiling cauldron, cut his arm off, sliced Harry’s for blood. Voldemort was back.

You were still unconscious when Voldemort talked to Harry.

Voldemort touched Harry’s scar before he noticed you. He kicked you and you let out a groan, stirring. Harry prayed that Voldemort would leave you alone.

“She’s important to you. I can tell.” The noseless man said to the scar boy. “Crucio!” Right as you began to stand you were back on the ground writing in pain, screaming in agony. It felt like needles were being plunged into your skin. Then he released the spell, you could breathe again.

Wrong. “Crucio!” He screamed again and that was the torture. Thinking that it was over but it wasn’t.

You couldn’t stand the pain and you were losing consciousness. Then it all stopped. Were you dead? No. You could hear Harry. Harry was fighting him. Next thing you knew you were back at the stadium, crying to be let go of. You didn’t know who was touching you.

There was cheering but it suddenly stopped when Harry was crying over your body. Your mum and Remus leaped out of the stands running towards you followed by the Weasley kids who were attending Hogwarts.

“Y/N?” George or Fred whispered, you couldn’t tell.

You blinked your eyes open tears spilling, “Harry.” You rasped holding onto his arm. He was sobbing. “It hurts.”

“I know it does, Sis. You got to stay with me your the closest family I have! Y/N!” Charlie was now at your side stroking your hair.

“Are you crying, Charles?” You whispered. “I told I’d win.” You tried to grin but it was more of a grimace.

“I told you to be safe too.” Charlie muttered.

Dumbledore finally arrived with mad-eye moody. “Harry what happened?”

“Voldemort!” He cried, “he’s.. he’s back. He could tell we were close somehow and just started Crucio after Crucio. She went through so many! I thought.. I thought she was dead.” The poor boy was heartbroken at the fact he could’ve lost his sister tonight. Charlie scooped you up and carried you to the hospital wing.

After a couple days of rest, you woke up feeling less painful and Charlie was sitting there. “How are you feeling?”

“Better, since you’re here.” He rolled his eyes with a smile.

“You scared me. I thought you were going to die without me telling you something because I was too afraid too.”

“What’s that?”

“What if you died before I told you I was in love with you?” He whispered grasping your hand.

“Well if I was dead I wouldn’t be able to tell you I’m in love with you too.” He grinned kissing your lips, lightly. He was scared of hurting you.

That summer you, mum, and Remus moved to the Grimmauld Place.

“Dad!”

“Buttercup!” You ran into your fathers embrace with a giddy smile. You hadn’t seen him in a good while. He visited you when you were sick but now you got to live with him.

You had just turned 18. You were secretly dating Charlie Weasley and you got to move in with your dad. Best year ever!

The Weasley’s also moved in and you, Fred, and George worked on their products. You and Harry gave your winnings to the twins so they could do their joke shop.

Charlie was there for the summer too. You were of age so you got to join the Order. During those meetings you sat beside Charlie. He had his hand on your thigh and you played his fingers in his lap.

It was subtle, no one could tell. Except Sirius, he loved to tease you about him.

Late nights was included Charlie in your room full of cuddles, kisses and your favorites. You always made sure to lock the door so no one saw you and Charlie and entangled limbs.

Your secret was falling apart. Or you two just didn’t care. You brought up to the twins what if you and Charlie went places and they said they didn’t mind. Though one morning you did forget to lock the door.

“Y/N!” You shot awake off Charlie’s chest. George was holding an order form. “Charlie?”

Eyes wide you turned to Charlie who was smirking and starting to lean against the headboard. He brought you on his lap. “Meet my girlfriend.”

“No. Fucking. Way.”

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#writing #harry potter #wattpad #fred weasley #george weasley #fred #slytherin #gryffindor #charlie weasley x fem!reader #charlie weasley x y/n #charlie weasley fluff #charlie weasley x you #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley #remus lupin #dad!sirius x daughter!reader #fred weasley x reader

[cherry-pop-elf]

Father Figure Snape To Fred And George Weasley Snippets

Snape originally hated the twins, with a passion. Seeing nothing but James in them. These pair of students who wanted to cause chaos and destruction. That goofed around, were Casanovas, and over all a burden to him

But as time went on, he started to see alot more Lilly in them. He noticed them be there for the younger kids. Making rules on who to prank and who to not prank. They even apologized when a joke went too far. They had a moral code, and a clear passion for potions. They weren’t James, and they weren’t Lily either. They were their own beings, and he admired it

He had to keep up his scary aesthetic, for a number of reasons, so he tried to hide his fatherly affection from public eye. But he would slip up, now and again. And it was REALLY noticeable during Umbridges time. Given she was out for blood at the twins

Rumor has it that he was the one to even unlock the closet that had their brooms in, when she took them away from the twins, so that they could make their grand escape from school. There is no proof, besides some strange slashes at the lock on the closet. As if someone made multiple slashes.

Don’t lie. Molly is a good mom, but was verbally abusive. Especially at the twins. One of his ways to show his fatherly affection was that no matter what, he never raised his voice at them. Even when in class. When he had to yell, he made sure to make it clear it was either at a certain person or the class as a whole. So the twins didn’t have to be scared

When Snape passed on, that’s when the twins could be open about his affection. Knowing he wouldn’t be at risk of any punishment for it. They named him after muggle candy they make even, to let him have pride in his muggle blood. Along with other cute things. Like named his favorite flavor after him. Much like how they sold muggle things, in honor of their dad, they would even make mini potion kits for the honor of Snape

Snape 100% would talk to the twins about muggle things, and it was mentally healing for him. These two red heads that were so fascinated by muggle things, and ready to hear him about it. He’s able to see hope for the first time in a long while. To heal. To have some pride in his muggle blood, and comfort in the fact he had these pranksters genuinely be super invested

He even went as far as to be involved in pranks with the twins. Especially at Umbridge. It was healing to be part of the making of pranks, and even didn’t mind when the twins pranked him. Because the twins respected his trauma, and never did anything super extreme. Like they normally would. Silly things, like muggle pranks. Like invisible ink, and rather harmless jokes. Snape never got hurt by them, and it was comforting to know he could be treated normal like that. Normal, and with out pain

Snape so taught them how to perform muggle pranks, and no wizard was able to escape them. Given it’s a muggle thing, so they had no way to know what to expect. Made Snape hold pride in his half blood

Snape is able to be a little more sane, all because of the twins, and he makes sure that it’s known when he passes. That the twins are in his will, and inherited his things. Spinners End would end up becoming like a muggle summer home. That it’s now a home for joy, for the next bundle of Weasley kids, compared to pain that his family had. There was love in that house

It becomes a good safe haven, for George, when he needs to process Fred’s death. Which is very important for him. Somewhere different, but still familiar at the same time. Just away from it all. Somewhere safe, and in the muggle world. Away from anything that reminded him of Fred, but still a comfort of someone familiar. The man that helped raise them

Snape, in general, was a dad to all the Slytherin’s. Duh. So it catches the dorm off guard at seeing the twins inside now and again. When a party isn’t being thrown

Father figure Snape to Fred and George is my blood fuel. Thank you. One of the few students to ever get perfect grades in potion class, while still being goofballs

Probably one of the last few things Snape did, before the Dumbledore Moment was go to the Weasley Shop. To tell them in person he was proud, and maybe even show support in buying something. The twins, unaware, that these were the final acts of a dying man

George would also tell Daniel how much he reminded him of Snape, and that it wasn’t a bad thing. Happily sharing with him those special moments with the newest potion master to be

Snape was there for the moments Molly couldn’t, and uh. Yeah. That’s the post. Fight me. Father Snape

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[carewyncromwell]

Okay, I blame @maleliddell for making me think about this, but...this Lunar New Year marks the year of the Dragon, right? And the thought occurred to me that Charlie would be so disappointed if it turned out he was not born in the year of the Dragon, so I looked it up. And when I did, I found out something that just cracks me up.

Charlie was born in 1972...year of the Rat. As in Percy's-pet-Scabbers Rat.

So yeah, definitely sad Charlie, knowing he wasn't born in year of the Dragon. But to rub some salt into the wound, you want to know which Weasley was born in the year of the Dragon?

PERCY.

Yes. The least outdoorsy, hot-tempered, and wild of all of the Weasleys was born in 1976, a year associated with Charlie's favorite magical creature. Sorry, I just find that absolutely hysterical. 😂

(The other Weasleys' Chinese zodiac signs under the cut, just for kicks!)

Arthur ~ 1950 ~ Year of the Tiger

confident, brave, magnetic, idealistic, thrill-seeking, arrogant, selfish; symbolizes bravery

Molly ~ 1949 ~ Year of the Ox

diligent, gentle, hardworking, reliable, patient, materialistic, stubborn; symbolizes diligence

Bill ~ 1970 ~ Year of the Dog

helpful, honest, trustworthy, unselfish, pessimistic, anxious, timid; symbolizes protection

Charlie ~ 1972 ~ Year of the Rat

ambitious, charming, talkative, resourceful, private, frugal, critical; symbolizes wisdom

Percy ~ 1976 ~ Year of the Dragon

outspoken, energetic, generous, intelligent, perfectionistic, egocentric, impatient; symbolizes authority and good fortune

Fred and George ~ 1978 ~ Year of the Horse

amusing, enthusiastic, independent, persuasive, irresponsible, moody, opportunistic; symbolizes indomitable spirit

Ron ~ 1980 ~ Year of the Monkey

entertaining, intelligent, optimistic, sociable, fickle, secretive, unpredictable; symbolizes cunning

Ginny ~ 1981 ~ Year of the Rooster

adventurous, charitable, funny, loyal, argumentative, boastful, self-involved; symbolizes punctuality and fidelity

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #charlie weasley #percy weasley #arthur weasley #molly weasley #bill weasley #fred weasley #george weasley #ron weasley #ginny weasley #for the record carewyn would be a rat too! my mum's one too #both jacob and gilderoy lockhart would be dragons #lane is a rooster while her sisters pearl and claire and brother blaise are a dragon horse and pig #lane's mum marilyn is a pig too just like blaise #and I myself am a horse :D ...lane's dad charles cromwell is too actually *cringes*

[etherealacoustic]

Lifeless Eyes pt.3

Pairing - Wolfstar x daughter!OC, Fred Weasley x OC!

Summary - Nova Lupin-Black comes home for the Easter holidays and her parents are in for a shock.

Warnings - breakdown, depression and cursing.

Here is the final part of the small series, my first ever as well! Hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I loved writing this <33

Link for pt.1 here

Link for pt.2 here

And before she knew it, a pair of arms were wrapped carefully around her vulnerable frame.

Sirius held her close, pulling his daughter close against him as much as possible, wanting to hide her away safely from all of her demons.

"Shhh," he murmured and pressed his lips to the top of her head.

"Da," she sobbed, her hands tightening as she gripped his shirt. "I c- can't- 's too much- I can't do- I'm sorry-"

"Hush love," Remus whispered from her side and rubbed her back. "Let it out".

"Pa," she stuttered and lifted up her head to look at him and Remus had never felt his heart being broken like this before.

A huge amount of pain had struck his chest as he looked at her destroyed state. He himself was shaking and he could also feel his eyes starting to water.

Her eyes on the other hand were crimson red, puffy and all wet with the tears that continued flowing down. She was shattered, as though she really had enough of everything.

Remus swallowed down his own lump and cupped her face, "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, okay? I'm right here," he said desperately and she fell right into his arms.

"I'm right here," he repeated and shut his eyes tightly, a lone tear slipping down at last as he hugged her.

Nova Lupin-Black cried.

She cried and cried and cried.

She cried till there were no more tears left to fall, she cried till her throat was sore, she cried till her eyes were a deep red and her face a mess, she cried till every broken piece inside of her was free of all the emotions that were kept bottled inside for too long.

Her body stopped trembling after a few minutes and she lifted her head from its place on Remus' shoulder.

She let a deep breath escape her lips as she wiped her face, feeling her heart lighten at the breakdown.

"Sit down," Sirius instructed softly and directed her towards the bed while also handing her a glass of water.

"Feeling better now?" Remus asked.

"Loads," she answered and sniffed. "My shoulders seemed to have lost half the weight".

The two just smiled at her, their faces the embodiment of gentleness and comfort. They glanced at each other and both had the same thoughts.

They sat in silence after that, both men in no way intending to pressure or rush her.

"Can- can I tell you everything?" Nova broke the quiet hesitatingly.

"Course you can, love," Sirius grinned, extremely glad at her decision.

"Take it at your own pace," Remus suggested. "Go slow if it gets too hard".

She nodded gratefully but was then stumped, "From where do I even start?" She laughed nervously.

"Anyhow you like it," they said in unison.

"Alright," she said and bit her lip before beginning. "Well I've been like this for the past 3-4 months at least. And I didn't know what was happening. One day everything just suddenly went dull, black and ugly. I was no longer happy, or enthusiastic or passionate about anything anymore. It took a lot of effort to even smile, you know? It was like my face was a statue, like my very heart had gone numb".

"Dolores Umbridge," she muttered suddenly and both of their eyes narrowed at the rather familiar name. "She's the main reason, Dad," she mumbled, addressing them both.

"That woman is horrible, vile, cruel, evil, monstrous and every other synonym there is left. She tortured everyone, Da!" She exclaimed with slight emotion.

Sirius didn't say anything but Remus noticed the way his jaw had tightened considerably.

"She- She still has us read all those useless textbooks that have nothing apart from ridiculously long theories and boring passages. We still don't do any practicals because she's afraid we're gonna start our own army or something. And she's turning a blind to Voldemort as well! Talking about Cedric that way-" her voice broke as she took a minute to collect herself.

Cedric Diggory. Her best friend, the type of brother she never had. The loving, handsome, funny, brave and pure Hufflepuff.

Her Ced, whose memory was tainted everyday by the woman's false statements.

Now the only thing Nova felt was anger, and both of her parents sensed it quickly.

"I tried Pa," she said honestly and looked at him, her grey eyes meeting his honey ones. "I really tried to be as quiet as possible and not let her taunts get to me. And I was good, seriously I was".

He nodded, knowing there was a huge but coming up. He wasn't angry at her of course, he knew she had tried.

"But you can't expect me to stay quiet when that bitch mentions you," she said through gritted teeth.

"She what?" Sirius asked sharply, his gaze an identical one to his daughter's.

"Yes she did!" Nova said, glad that someone was now on the same level of furious as her.

"What did she say?" Remus questioned, his mind once again filling with thoughts of self-hatred.

"I can't even say it for merlin's sake! She- she insulted you because of- because of your furry little problem. In front of the whole fucking class!" Nova seethed.

"She did not," Sirius now whispered in a deadly tone.

"She did, Da!" Niva riled him up even more, but the pair fell silent at Remus' warning look.

"What did you do?" He asked cautiously, not wanting her to be in trouble because of him.

"I defended you," she answered with an innocent smile that was failing to hide the satisfied smirk. "Respectfully".

"Sure you did," he scoffed but a smile spread across his face anyways at seeing Sirius high-five her and at the huge grin adorning her face now.

"I got detention, but it was worth it," she shrugged. "And don't you dare tell me off for that. Even if you do, it'll be all worthless as I'd do the entire thing again in a heartbeat," she warned.

"I won't say anything," he rolled his eyes playfully. "But you should've been careful".

"Godric do I feel so much better now that I've got everything off," she laughed .

She laughed.

The two men stared at her for a second before laughing out loud themselves.

"This was the main part, the rest was just stress, tension, pressure from the exams and studies," she added.

"Sure?"

"Sure," she nodded. "Hogwarts has really become a terrible place since that wretched thing has stepped foot inside. I don't even wanna go back," she mumbled.

"No problem!" Sirius said with a very obvious glint in his eyes. "We have a teacher at home, you'll be all set".

Remus shook his head as the two shared a wicked laugh. "As much as I would love to keep you here, darling, you have to go. Unfortunately".

Nova faked a pout and huffed dramatically before resigning to her fate. "Well, the force can't always be with me".

He chuckled and leaned back against the headboard of the bed, "What did she have you doing in detentions?"

Silence. And more silence.

Remus' smile faded as his eyes glanced between Nova and Sirius, who looked a bit anxious too.

"Love, what are you not telling us?" Sirius asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion and also anger at Umbridge.

"I- um- she had me doing lines," she answered, not fully honest but not lying either.

"And?" Remus prodded her, knowing there was something to add.

She sighed, her eyes wandering for a second before she slowly lifted up her sleeve and put forward her left hand.

All that followed her action was a deadly calmness, one that was so intense that she was sure there was going to be a murder happening soon.

Remus swallowed and his eyes pierced the swollen skin of his daughter's hand, his entire figure radiating anger.

"Always a monster, always a disgrace," Sirius read it out through gritted teeth. "She's etched these words, Nova!"

"She didn't do it by herself," Nova mumbled. "I was given a blood-quill, where you use your own blood to write and the words appear on your hand".

"That absolutely revolting and bloody maniac-" An endless stream of curses fell from his lips as he paced around the room.

"Pa?" Nova said cautiously.

Remus didn't say anything and just took her hand in his, his touch filled with every bit of gentleness that his eyes were failing to provide at the moment. He tapped the red skin with his wand and she hissed a little as he healed the deep cuts.

"It looks fresh," Sirius added as he sat down again and watched the wound being treated.

"Well I did have my last detention just a day before coming here".

"For how long?" Remus questioned.

"Almost a month now".

"Why didn't you send a letter?" Sirius muttered and was already planning different ways to commit a crime.

"She would've intercepted it and the result would be more detentions," Nova grumbled. "But it's okay though, I'm fine now".

"It's not okay!" Remus exclaimed. "It's not right to use these things on students. This is a form of torture for godric's sake!"

"I know, Pa," she nodded and spoke softly. "And believe me I would love nothing more than to beat the shit out of her, but it'll not only land me, but us all in trouble too. And it's not worth the risk".

"And where did that girl go who always quoted, 'What's life without a little risk?'" Sirius frowned, not at all liking this.

"I'm still the same, Da," Nova smiled. "But it's really not worth it".

"It bloody is, it's you who's on the line. It's worth every fucking risk," Remus scowled but he did understand.

"Yeah yeah whatever," she brushed it off and flopped onto his lap while keeping her legs in Sirius'.

"If you happen to get the news of Dolores Umbridge mysteriously turning bald, I didn't do anything," he said suddenly and the other two burst out laughing.

"You'll be the first to know," Nova grinned and poked his stomach.

The trio sat there till it was quite late. Just speaking randomly and enjoying each other's presence after being away for so long.

"I'll go get some water," Nova got up holding her stomach as she wiped tears of laughter from her eyes, the reason being Sirius' very bad joke.

She still had a smile on her face as she reached the kitchen and was met with her best friends.

"Hey boys," she greeted cheerfully and the two turned around unbelievably fast.

"Nov," George breathed out and his lips rugged upwards at seeing her back. He quickly went over and hugged her tightly, almost squeezing the life out of her.

She grinned and pulled away to see him pushing Fred towards her and then shooting them a wink before leaving the two alone.

"Hey Freddie," she whispered softly and snaked her arms around his neck as he pulled her close.

"Hullo love," he smiled giddily and wasted no time in pressing his lips to hers with double the passion.

He kissed her with every bit of emotion that was filling his heart, all for her. He kissed her as a sorry for not doing more, for not helping out more. He kissed her as a thank you for fighting the battle and coming out victorious. He kissed her lovingly, feeling his happiness rise upon seeing hers.

"Thank you," she said after they pulled away. Breathless and overwhelmed.

"Every time," he replied and pecked her cheek gently.

"And sorry too".

"I'll take that one as well".

The couple laughed like buffoons, being crazily drunk over each other that they were unable to form a meaningful sentence.

Fred gave her a beautiful smile and wrapped her in an embrace, "I love you".

Her lips twitched and she leaned her head on his shoulder, enjoying the warmth and intimacy. "I love you too".

She then pulled back and gave him one last kiss before saying good night.

"Night," he whispered back and watched with a daze as she walked up the stairs.

Nova still had the red hue that had coated her cheeks during the kiss and as she entered her room, her parents were quick to spot it.

"Took you long enough to just get some water, eh?" Sirius teased and lifted his eyebrows while Remus smirked.

"Oh shut up," she grumbled and laughed despite herself as she finally settled on the bed.

"Of course," Remus smiled, one that wasn't sincere in any kind of way making her roll her eyes.

"Sleep now," Sirius said after toning down the teasing session and turning off the lights.

"Yeah," she answered, grabbing the blankets and closing her eyes.

"Love you, darling," said Remus.

"Tons and tons," completed Sirius.

"I love you 3000," she offered them a cheeky grin and wink before letting sleep take her.

The two men chuckled fondly at her antics, glad to have their little star once again. They looked at her adoringly before gazing at each other with the same amount of love.

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[mayblelayla]

You Make Loving Fun (Fred Weasley x Reader)

Sweet wonderful you You make me happy with the things you do Oh, can it be so This feeling follows me wherever I go I never did believe in miracles But I've a feeling it's time to try I never did believe in the ways of magic But I'm beginning to wonder why - You Make Loving Fun, Fleetwood Mac

You never really understood why you were drawn to the Weasley twins when you started Hogwarts. As the three of you grew older, you and Fred grew closer. The two of you have always had this chemistry, and no matter how much you fight, you find your way back to each other. You always thought that your love for each other would fizzle, and you would eventually have to move on. Yet that hasn't happened. For the past 10 years, you have only managed to fall harder for Fred Weasley; everything he does is magic.

(It is currently 2005, and you are reflecting on your life with Fred as you manage to fall in love with him over and over again, even 10 years after you got together. )

It was an early morning when you woke up to the sun rising and shining softly through the curtains, lighting up the freckles on the face of the man sleeping next to you. You slipped out of bed and quietly made your way downstairs to the kitchen.

Fixing yourself a cup of tea, your eyes drifted to your large backyard; the dew that littered the grass sparkled as the sun crept up the lightening sky. The toast popped out of the toaster, dragging your attention back to the kitchen. You pulled the slices of bread out and buttered them lightly before carrying your plate and tea down the hall and into your study. You set the tea and toast on a small table next to a large drawing table. It was littered with sketches of a large family all smiling widely.

You sat down on the stool and leaned over the scattered papers, taking a long sip of your tea. You picked up one of your pencils and a fresh piece of paper, starting to scratch lines, forming the laughing identical faces of your husband and his brother.

You had no idea how much time had passed, but you had finally finished your sketch; the two boys sat in the Gryffindor common room with their joke box open between them. You went to pull out another piece of paper when the door to your study creaked open. In the crack of the door stood a young boy with bright red hair and freckles across his cheeks. His eyes widened, and a smile broke out across his face when you looked up from your drawing table.

"Mummy!" He exclaimed, throwing the door open and rushing into his mother's now open arms. He slithered into her lap, placing his small hands on the desk, curious eyes searching the sketches she had spread across.

"(y/s/n)!" You heard your husband call from down the hall. Footsteps drew closer to the room the two of you were in. When the red-haired man reached the open door, he peaked his head in and took in the two sitting in front of him. You were leaning over (y/s/n)'s shoulder, pointing to the two men in the picture you had just drawn.

"That is Daddy, and that is Uncle Georgie," you said, earning a giggle from the boy in your lap. he pointed to the drawing of the large family and asked who they were. The man stood in the doorway, his arms crossed, watching with a smile on his face.

"That's your Gran, and Gramps," the boy giggled and shifted in your lap as you spoke. "That's Uncle Bill, Carlie, and Percy." The boy stuck his tongue out at the mention of his Uncle Percy. "Oliver," You scolded, turning him around in your lap. "I know Daddy doesn't like Uncle Percy, but you need to be nice," You said, looking into his small brown eyes. he just nodded, and when he turned around, he saw the man standing in the doorway.

"Daddy!" He exclaimed, wiggiling out of your lap to run over to him. He crashed his body into his jean-clad leg. The man leaned down and pulled the boy into his arms, resting him on his hip, and placed a kiss on his mess of red hair. "Mummy was showing me her new drawings!" Fred walked over to where you were sitting and stood over your shoulder, squinting to see the drawings on the desk.

"Is that the night we first showed you all the products we had made before our seventh year?" He asked, looking down at your (E/c) eyes.

You nodded and pulled out the drawing of the Weasley Family, the nine of them laughing vividly together; Percy had a vibrant smile across his face.

Oliver started to squirm in Fred's arms, so he let him down. He took off down the hallway. The two of you heard him crash into the couch in the living room. Fred put his arm over your shoulder and pulled your sitting figure into his side, kissing the top of your head. "He has way too much energy. I just got up, and I'm exhausted," he mumbled into the top of your head. You just giggled at his response, looking down at your lap, fiddling with the two rings on your left ring finger.

"Freddie," you said, your eyes drifting up to look into his brown ones. He just hummed, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. His lips drifted across your face, leaving kisses on your cheeks, nose, and chin. "Freddie," You whispered, and he hummed again, and you could feel his slime on your neck. Your hand came up to rest on his cheek that rested on your shoulder. His teeth nipped at your neck, pulling heavy breaths from your soft lips. You didn't stop him as his teeth moved down your shoulder, moving your shirt to the side. Fred spun your chair around to face him, a glint of lust in his brown eyes.

"baby, we can't," You whispered when his lips reconnected to your neck. Fred pulled away to look at your red cheeks, a smirk coming across his face.

"Oh, c'mon love, we can lock the door and he'll never know." He said pulling your lips to his passionately. When he pulled away his lips kissed your ear. "I'm dying to make another one," he said, teeth digging into the sweet spot on your neck. You picked you wand up from the table and locked the door, placing a silencing charm on the room before looking beck up at Fred and pulling him down into a kiss.

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You set down your book when your heard loud footsteps running towards you. You saw Fred peak his head around the corning into the living room, his eyes caught yours as she dove onto the couch with you trying to scramble under the blanket.

"FRED WH-" you started but your son came running down the hallway pouncing on the floor of the living room, instantly looking to his mother.

"Mummy? Where's Daddy?" he asked, a smirk spreading across his face when your eyes glanced down at the lump under the blanket with you. He let out a soft giggle before jumping onto the couch and tackling you and Fred. Fred let out a screech as your son wrapped his arms around him, tickling at his stomach.

"No! Please!" He laughed out.

You watched as the two struggled with each other, moving the fight to the floor. You sat up more and crossed your arms giving the two a look, causing them to stop in their tracks.

Your son pulled himself off his father and jumped onto the couch next to you, laying his head down in your lap.

"Are you tired love?" You asked and he just nodded, letting his eyes flutter closed. You smiled and brushed the hair away form his face. Fred scooted closer to you, placing a kiss on your shoulder.

"I never though I would get such a loving family," you said turning to look at him, taking in the dusting of freckles across his cheeks. "You're my world Fred Weasley. I never thought I would continuously fall in love with you, even ten years later I'm still finding more reasons to love you," You said pulling him into a kiss.

"I'm never gonna stop making you fall for me love," he said pulling away, leaving a soft kiss on the tip of your nose." He pulled away and stood up.

"Tea?" You just nodded your head with a soft blush as he left the room.

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#fred weasley #fred weasly x reader #fluff #x reader #dad! fred weasley

[robynlilyblack]

Shes underwater again - Send me a situation along with a character and i’ll write a lil blurb (e.g sirius black x shy! fem! reader on their first date)

fred weasley x wife!reader(wolfstar daughter???) announcing that their having a baby to the family?

Announcement

Fred Weasley x wife! reader

Summary: Fred and y/n tell their family they are expecting

Warning: pregnancy, mentions of sex and food, established relationship

A/n: 1.6k words, yes yes yes i love writting wolfstars daughter dating freddie it’s just so perfect 💛

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“Don’t look so nervous” you peer up at your husband “They’re going to be thrilled” you try to reassure him

He looks down at you “I know my mum and dad will be it’s your parents I’m worried about…and Harry…and James” he swallows hard “Not Lily…your aunties though...at least they aren’t coming...merlin I can’t believe I haven’t told Georgie yet” he was starting to stress out

You look at him in amusement “Freddie calm down...” you tilt your head “You know we’re married right?” you check

“Last time I checked yeah” he holds up your hand with the ring, giving it a kiss “Why?” he asks a little confused

You smile cupping his cheeks “Because you’re acting like we’re teenagers and about to tell them we’re together for the first time” you laugh sweetly at him

“This is different, sure that was nerve racking, terrifying even and your dad chasing me around the house as a dog is something I still have nightmares about” you both giggle at the memory “…even getting married it was only implied…” he goes on

“Implied?” you look at him strangely

He nods “Yes now they’re gonna know we did it at least once” you take a moment before you realise

“Oh merlin” you burst out laughing “Really? That’s what’s got your knickers in a twist? Them knowing we’ve definitely done it?”

“My knickers are not…shut up” he goes a little red “It’s just we’ve only been married a year and we’re young…” he sees your pout “Oh love” he puts his hand over your stomach softly “I just mean they might be a little…you know” 

“My uncle James and aunt Lily where the same age as us, and technically my dads were 18 when I was born” 

“They were?” Fred says clearly not doing the math “Wait…your older than Harry but they got you…i’m being silly here aren’t I” 

You nod “I was adopted when I was 3” you say slowly watching it click

His eyes widen nodding “Oh yeah…sorry I’m just a bit spacey” he motions around his head 

“Will a kiss help?” you pose

That makes him smile “Worth a try, right?” he looks at you cheekily, lifting you up and onto the dining table causing you to squeal before he captures your lips

As Fred’s kisses slowly make their way down your jaw to your neck your heads shoot to the door as you hear your father “My eyes! My eyes!” Sirius exclaims covering his eyes dramatically to which Remus just gives an apologetic look 

“Sorry we didn’t hear you come in” Fred laughs nervously stepping back but helps you down from the table, hand subconsciously moving to protect your stomach

“I understand your newlyweds…” Sirius starts pointing at the two of you as he walks by  “…but don’t go making me a grandfather yet” he chuckles following Remus who seems more interested in stealing a bit of the chocolaty dessert than yours and Freds slighty nervous expressions

You and he share a look “Well this is off to a marvellous start love” he bends down to whisper in your ear “Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to go put on my running shoes” he tries to walk away but you pull him back giggling

“Freddie”

Soon everyone arrived and was seated. Sirius at the head of one end and Arthur at the other with Molly and Remus sitting around on the right of their partners. James, Lily and Harry sat on the same side as Remus while you and Fred sat opposite with Molly, leaving an empty seat next to your husband for George who had already called ahead to start because was running a tad late

“Would you like to do it now?” Fred whispers to your hand a squeeze “We can tell Georgie together later”

“You sure?” you ask with a small smile

He gives you a nod and quick kiss to the cheek “I’ll get the gifts” he whispers to you before standing up “Everyone my gorgeous wife and I have a little announcement...love” he gestures for you to speak while he moves to go grab the little bags and place them in front of the couples and Harry

You stand up, everyone ready to listen but Molly and Lily looked very interested, eyes flicking from Fred to you to your stomach, which they had noticed your hand moving to hold ever since they arrived “First, thank you for coming over for dinner” everyone smiles “The last year for us has been so amazing and everyone here has...been just the…the” you get a little emotional so when Fred re-joins your said he takes over

“I think what my darling wife is trying to say is we love all of you and we’d like to give you a little something” he gestures to the bags before wrapping his arm around your waist, his other hand moving over yours on your stomach

“Pup you shouldn’t have” Remus says looking at the bag, you knew he hated gifts but you were sure he was going to love this one

Sirius hits him playfully “Shh it’s a present” he says smiling although you and Fred weren’t sure if it would stay that way, out of everyone his reaction was the one you were on the fence about

“Aww thank you dear” Molly says smiling up at you while Arthur just gives you a warm smile and nod

You smile at them but can’t help giggling as you hear your uncle James say ‘I’m a dear’ to Harry who sniggers

“Open them” you prompt, bitting your lip in anticipation

You and Fred watch as they dig into the gifts, Lily and James pulling out their sweaters that say great auntie red and great uncle prongs, both of their faces lighting up. Harry opening his which says from godbrother to godfather, his eyes widening in shock before a soft smile appears. Molly and Arthur pulling out a tiny jumper that says my grandmother makes the best sweaters, the sight making her squeal while Arthur just smiles in a happy shock. Finally your fathers open theirs, Remus getting one jumper with grandpa moony on it and another with grandpa pads, while Sirius had a little baby onesie which read marauders grandchild

Lily is the first to speak “Your?” she looks between the two of you, her and James beaming and hugging into one another as you nod

“Aww I’m going to be a ooooo” Molly says excitedly “Arthur look oh my...” she starts but is too worked up to finish beginning to happy cry, bouncing up and down on her seat as she’s finally going to be a grandmother

You and Fred hug each other tighter before warily looking down to see your parents’ reactions, Remus has a smile on his face mouthing ‘your?’ smiling wider as you mouth ‘yes’ while Sirius just stares at his “I don’t get it…” he looks up chuckling nervously

“Of course he doesn’t” Lily shakes her head while James and Harry let out laughs

“Dad read the writing” you nod to the clothing, leaning into Fred for extra support 

He looks at you then the clothing reading it out slowly “Marauders grandchild…I…” he gives it a second to sink in before his eyes shoot to your stomach then the bit of clothing then back at you and Fred “Your pregnant pup?” he asks in complete astonishment

Harry chuckles “Looks like your pups having a their own pup…” James barks out a laugh at his sons statement before he and Harry see the look on Sirius’ face “Sorry” Harry says cringing “I’ll just give my godfather title back then shall I?” he says jokingly

You were about to turn back to your father when George walked in “Hey everyone! Ooo pressies” he rubs his hands together “What did I miss?” he says smiling away looking at you and Fred

James’ looks at Harrys jumper then at Fred “Wait George isn’t godfather” he says confused, sure you and Harry were like siblings but George was Fred’s literal twin

George’s eyes widen “I’m not a what!” he exclaims before he looks down at your stomach “Hold up...Imma be an uncle!” he says joyfully moving to push his own twin out of the way to give you a hug

Fred just chuckles “Love you too Georgie” he says moving over to grab Georges’ gift, holding it out towards him as he returns to your side

George opens it reading the jumper before looking up at you and Fred, poking his cheek with his tongue “I’m gonna kill you both…” he says light heartedly shaking his head “But since your pregnant I’m going kill you twice” he looks at you then to his twin

“What does it say?” Harrys says interested, the entire room laughing as Georges holds up his jumper which reads worlds greatest godmother

The laughter is cut off by Sirius “Wait can we just circle back to me please” he looks around the room “I just got used to reaching my fullest dilf potential, I can’t be a grilf…g-dilf…a grandpa. I’m too young and beautiful” he whines pouting to which you giggle glad that he isn’t angry just panicky about feeling old at the grand age of thirty-nine

Remus turns to his husband “Okay one, we...we are too young and beautiful” he reminds him making the rest of you giggle “Two” he turns to you and Fred “This is so great” he beams “You need anything we are here, food in the middle of the night, painting the room, building stuff, clothes we still have all your old stuff” he assures you making yours and Fred’s hearts soar “And finally three…” he turns back to Sirius “…fullest dilf potential, really love?” he starts laughing

“It’s a sirius issue” Sirius tries to say with a straight face before cracking, he then turns to you “Congrats pup really, I’m a bit shocked but I am happy…although be ready for your da to buy another bike or something, midlife crisis and all that” you smile and giggle while he turns to Fred “You work fast, take my statement earlier to heart did ya?” he teases your husband making him go a bit red

“What is a dilf?” Molly asks completely innocent

“Oh merlin…” Fred presses his hand to his face before pointing at your godbrother “Harry don’t you dare answer that question”

#fred weasley and reader #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x you #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley #fred weasley and you #fred weasley and y/n #fred weasley fanfiction #dad fred weasley #wolfstar parents #wolfstar daughter #husband fred weasley #Jilly

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Heyy! I just read your George weasley dad reader the on called ‘MUM?’ And I was wondering if you maybe wanted to write a dad!Fred Weasley x reader, if not that’s totally okay! Enjoy your day :)

of course! i would never pass down the chance to write for Freddie

if you had an idea of what you wanted it to be then just let me know or I can just create it off the top of my head!

right now I'm working on another George one right now so you just let me know and I'll get to it after i finish this one!

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#fred weasley #request #dad!fred weasley

[myimaginationplain]

something fun about Scooby-Doo as a franchise is that none of the five core characters have consistent family members. Their mothers, fathers, siblings, aunts, uncles & cousins change in every single iteration with no real cross-over between shows (with the notable exception of Scrappy). So if you're writing a general Scooby-Doo fic not based on any one canon, literally all of their families are free game for headcanon-ing. You can do whatever the hell you want with them. Be free

#scooby doo #I really like daphne in mystery inc having this giant family with 4 equally beautiful sisters. I'd also give her a little brother #like her mom & dad just kept on pumping em out until they got a boy. like a reverse weasley situation #and fred having a suprisingly sad home life is also something I'm attached to. he gives me momma's boy energy so I'll give him a single mom #his dad is either in prison (ala mystery inc & be cool scooby doo) or he's just absentee #I like madelyn as velma's little sister so she'd exist in my canon too. other than that it's just her mom & dad. #I like velma having the most normal home life of the 4 #and shaggy would have divorced parents. his mom remarried & now he has a baby sister ala a pup named scooby doo. not sure who he'd live with #headcanon

[soupandsimple]

Omg yes!! THIS with Fred and son!!

* the only way Fred gets his son to behave/listen to him

* see request here

……………….

So baby boy wasn’t necessarily bad, but like most kids he went through little phases of snatching, not sharing and not listening and well, being Fred Weasleys kid, there was bound to be some naughtiness anyway.

And, just like his daddy, there was really only one person baby boy feared listened to without hesitation; you.

Obviously Fred picked up on this pretty early on so now, anytime his son misbehaved he knew to just call out for you and like magic…his son would listen- maybe not the best way to teach baby boy to do as he’s told but it was undeniably cute and Fred knew he’d grow out of it someday so why not enjoy it while it lasted.

The tactic was actually used today when baby boy snatched a toy car from Freds hand. You were in another room at the time so of course your son thought it was okay to act up a bit- but Fred was not going to let that fly.

“Give it back please…” Fred asks the toddler in a stern voice (with the ever present teeny tiny hope his son will listen to him this time…not a chance though).

As expected, your son refuses and babbles something semi angrily along with the word ‘mine’ while not even looking at Fred.

“Mummyyy” Fred then calls out and baby boys eyes widen so fast! Immediately, he takes the toy car and hands it to Fred then looks to the doorway to see if you were coming. Once he hears your footsteps he hurriedly climbs up the couch to snuggle against Freds side.

“What’s going on in here” you say coming in.

“Oh nothing…” Fred says sweetly, as your toddler guiltily grins at you while sticking a little finger in his mouth.

As said before, Fred does this often so it doesn’t take you long at all to figure out what had happened.

“You’re such a tattle tale, I swear” you playfully say to Fred before you turn around.

“But it works love!” he yells out to you, while patting his cutely oblivious sons head. <3

#fred weasley x reader #dad!fred weasley #fred weasley imagine #short visual thoughts

[wolfstardaughter-jj]

Y/n: *belting out Memories by Conan Gray in her room while sobbing*

Sirius:...Did she and Weasley finally break up? *Slightly hopeful*

Remus: *causally flipping through the newspaper* No love, she's just in a sad mood.

Sirius, frowns: Dang, I was hoping for too much.

Remus: *shakes his head while laughing*

#sirius really doesn't like fred #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #marauders #moony #padfoot #remus loves sirius #moony x padfoot #remus x sirius #sirius loves remus #y/n lupin black #fred weasley #the lupin black family #fred weasley x you #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley x reader #wolfstar daughter #wolfstar dads

[duskyashe]

NaNoWriMo Day #12

[masterlist]

Prompt found here

(for my regular readers, this is the Harry Potter ficlet I meant to write yesterday)

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The first order of operations, after their great escape from Hogwarts, was Gringotts bank to set up the last of their business affairs. After that, they went directly to the ministry. Fred and George shared a glance while in the elevator. They had some... Business with the family services division.

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A week and a half after the Weasley twins left Hogwarts with a bang, Harry got a letter from them. Well, actually, Harry got two letters, a letter from Remus, which was a clever disguise for the letter from the twins, involving the same passphrase as the Marauders Map, and a letter from the ministry, which was explained by the letter from the twins from Remus.

Dearest Ikle Harrykins,

You should, at this time, have received a letter from the family services division at the ministry. We would have talked to you about this before going through with it, but we thought it best to act as soon as we legally could, instead. We want you to know that we have the utmost respect for your parents, and in no way are we trying to replace them—we'd be very poor replacements, in all honesty, your father was a legend, and your mum was bloody brilliant with a wand—we just want you to have a better home life than the one you do now, and we're tired of waiting for the adults in our lives to step up and step in. We have tried so many times to get mum or dad to lodge an inquiry or sue for custody, but they never took us seriously, and for that, we're truly sorry. They lost out on the chance to gain a truly spectacular—stupendous—extraordinary—yeah, alright, you get it, wonderful son like you. Instead, they'll get the shock of a lifetime, with their twin seventeen year old sons giving them their first grandbaby. Congrats, mum, it's a boy!

Harry, we want what's best for you, but we want you to trust us most of all. We know you struggle with authority figures, and we know there's a very good reason for that. You don't have to call us anything specific, simply using our names will do, but we're open to anything you'd be comfortable calling us. If you'd prefer more of a brotherly relationship over anything paternal, well, we certainly have more than enough practice with that! Either way, we will have to set and enforce certain rules, no matter what, though the what and how would be better discussed in person than over post.

We also want you to be prepared for a potential eruption of Mount Molly when we come to pick you up from the station, we haven't exactly told mum that we adopted you. We've only told Remus, Snuffles, and Bill, who helped ward our shop as part of our deal with the FSD for being allowed to adopt, "Someone of such standing while so young," hope you don't mind.

Anyway, if you want to tell your muggle relatives that you've found alternative housing for the rest of your schooling, you may want to do so soon, or you can simply write Remus back that you'd like your mischief managed and one of us will take care of it instead. Whichever you'd prefer, though honestly, I think Bill is planning on checking out those supposed blood wards on the place no matter what you say, just so you know.

We hope we haven't stepped too far out of bounds. We hope that we haven't broken your trust in us, or think we don't trust you for not talking to you about this before we left. Honestly, we thought of this idea right before we walked into Gringotts, so there wasn't time to talk to you beforehand. While it was somewhat spur of the moment, we do not and cannot regret adopting you, only the lack of discussion between us about it.

Hoping to talk again soon,

Gred and Forge

Before Harry knew it, he was in tears. He was beyond glad he'd taken the letters to bed with him and read them in privacy, or he'd have to explain to Ron and Hermione, or, Merlin forbid, the whole House, that he was fine, better than fine, even. His friends, his brothers, had seen him struggling to stay afloat, and instead of patting him on the head and telling him it was okay, they bloody well made him a life preserver and tied the other end to themselves. He legally never had to go back to the Dursley's ever again, the letter from the ministry confirmed it. Fred and George were his legal guardians, no one could force Harry to go anywhere without their say-so.

Hastily, and somewhat quietly due to the sleeping state of most of his roommates, Harry rushed to find a relatively intact piece of parchment to write his reply. He never wanted anything to do with his relatives again. A sob ripped out of his chest as it fully sunk in. He was free.

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Hey all! Still sick (⁠٥⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) But we got snow this morning, so that was a good surprise! ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧ I had a really busy day today, so today's ficlet is pretty short, but I wanted to make sure I actually kept my word (even though I didn't write this the day I initially meant to (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ)

I'm not sure if I'll write any more non-Danny Phantom × DC/Danny Phantom × Batman ficlets (ie anything not of those crossovers) the rest of this month, I might throw in another Miraculous Ladybug × Batman ficlet or two for the practice, but I haven't really read anything not in one of those three fandoms (Miraculous Ladybug, Danny Phantom, and DC/Batman (a lot of Batman fics involve the wider DC universe, but not all of them...)) in a few months and that's making writing anything not in those fandoms more difficult than is helpful when I only have a single day to work on a given prompt 乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ after November, when I'm no longer limited to just one prompt per day, we'll see!

Anyways, have a good morning/day/night!

#harry potter prompt #harry potter #fred weasley #george weasley #fanfic #fanfiction #nanowrimo 2022 #NaNoWriMo Day 12 #i wish this was real #Harry deserved better #fred and goerge weasley #adopt Harry Potter #and don't tell him in person #to be fair #they also didn't tell their mother #Fred and George became teenaged (17 years old) dads of another teenager (that's Harry at 15)