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thequibbler1437 · 2 years
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Heyy y'all sorry you haven't heard from me in like six months my social life has had so many things going on I kinda just forgot all abt this thing so yeah I'm sorry for not getting around to request and stuff thank you all for your patience 🫶🏼
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I figured this is pretty appropriate since I've been gone for like ever 💀
I love y'all and stay safe
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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For everyone that simps for this man I don’t blame you so here’s a nice quality picture of him I had in my camera roll for a while
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He is very fine and he ages like fine like old wine 🍷
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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Hi do you think I could I get a golden trio era and maurders era ship preferably male. I'm 5"0, a virgo and a ravenclaw. I have shoulder length brown hair and dark brown eyes. I have a slim figure and lots of freckles. I'm very sarcastic and introverted. I love astronomy and anything to do with the stars, I also love reading (mystery books are my favourites), crystals, astrology, flowers (my favourite flower is a jasmine) and herbal tea. I'm quite shy when it comes to talking to people at first but I do open up eventually
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Thank you for your request I hope you like it
From Golden trio era I ship you with…
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Neville Longbottom:
I feel like you would be friends with Luna at first and then meet Neville because of her.
He is also very shy and clumsy so you guys would get along pretty well after he opens up.
And of course since he loves Herbology he would find your favorite flower and give it to you when you had a bad day.
He would ask Trelawney what Crystals would be the best for you and what to avoid and then he would get into crystals as well.
He would stare at your freckles and try to see if any of them match up with the stars and sometimes connect them.
He would take the time to read some of your favorite books so you guys can talk about them.
I think he would most definitely ask Hermione or Ginny and maybe even Luna how to style hair so when you guys are cuddling he can braid it and etc.
I think maybe he would have a bit of a harder time picking up on the sarcasm but soon enough he will figure it out of course after a few times though.
A/n:
Again so sorry if you don’t like it but to be honest I have no idea what I’m doing half the time anyways and just go with the flow and thanks once more for your requests
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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Hi!!! May I request a HP matchup (Golden Trio ✨ and Marauders 🐧)? Preferably male , thanks in advance! 💞
𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗦 + 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
Call me Alex (not my real name tho), I'm 19, Libra, Neutral Good, enneagram is 4w5, Ravenclaw, and my patronus spirit is swan. Bi Pan Genderfluid girl using pronouns of She/Her or He/Him. Cherubic-like face, with short height (5'1.2") plus sized Southeast Asian woman with Spanish descent that has messy/wavy brunette medium hair, oriental skin, slightly upturned eyes, small lashes, chocolate brown irises, cute flat nose, heart shaped face, full cheeks, cupid's bow lips, a small beauty mark on the forehead, and naturally straight teeth with tiny gap in front (just imagine that it's a mixture of Marinette from 𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝗱𝘆𝗯𝘂𝗴, Musa from 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝘅 𝗖𝗹𝘂𝗯, and Alexandra Trese from 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲---cause' my friend told me that I kinda look like them). My sense of fashion is in between emo and boyish plus korean glam, I sometimes let my hair down or styled like Lara Croft's in the reboot.
𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
Distant, quiet, and shy at first cause' I dunno how to initiate a conversation, but a total opposite if I open up---friendly, ambivert, witty, laughing loudly on a daily basis, talkative, eats a lot, awkward, daydreamer (I got embarrassed from knocking at the door even I'm inside the classroom 😂), EXTREMELY CLUMSY (mostly tends to get bruises from bumping and being careless to my belongings), secretly likes affection, easily overwhelmed, prone to melt over wholesomeness, flusters on compliments, lightly blushes on cheesy banters, eager to share what I know (especially about Catholic Church---my past teacher joked that I'll become a saint because of it 🤣), oftenly speaks full of sarcasm with a lowkey crackhead energy citing meme references, and talented girl who can be your no.1 supporter and unashamed to be true to myself. In terms of leadership, I only educate and guide than being a prefect (I might take the role seriously), will lift my group when there's lacking/incompleteness. About doing projects in school, I become too extra and prepared for efforts, but I'll forget the process in the end.
People thought I'm a demure self-effacing woman that looks "immaculate" or "one of a kind," (due to my protective parents, a reason why I've never been in a relationship) but the truth is, I'm eloquent, warm-hearted, willig to help, kind, intelligent, supportive, nice, creative, enthusiastic, laid-back, determined, tough, competitive, and feisty outside, but a real softie that can be childish and dramatic that cries so easily (but will enlightened real quick by smallest things that makes me smile) filled with doubts, frustrations, and insecurities with fear of failure that pushes off the limits to to please everyone because they might get dissappointed from expectations, yet I still managed to be stronger than ever, even it's a slow burn process. I can be intimidating, sassy, and a douchebag if I receive ends. Immature, headstrong, perfectionist, demanding, hesitant, jumpy, very indecisive, overthinker, quick-tempered, sensitive, and anxious (no joke, my nervousness makes me think worse scenario will arrive). Though can be procrastinator and arrogant, I raised as a religious 𝖺𝗇𝖽 diplomatic person, willing to fight what I believe (including my dreams and what's important to me) and what is right. In addition, I have a habit of staying up late and doing sign of the cross to ease nervousness.
Blunt but the loudest idiotic feeling-brokenhearted and bitter friend in the group who fangirl a lot, swears like sailor, will call out on people that we loathe, will crack up over your stupid antics before helping, and bring gossips, but a hopeless romantic who tends to banter with sarcasms or pick up lines as an endearment (but gets grumpy if I received sappy or offensive one), Still generous and concerned person in a subtle way.
𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗜𝗘𝗦
My hobbies are singing, drawing, roleplaying, listening to music, chatting/browsing on social media, conceptualizing, writing, and reading some stuffs. I'll include making corniest jokes/puns, sleeping, and dancing when nobody's around or walking like a model if I feel so bold (even I'm terrible at both xD). I also used to learn Italian language a bit.
𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦
Loves kittens, milk tea, singing at the karaoke, cartoons, iced coffee, cute things, watching YouTube videos (mostly pageants, ASMR, edit audios, and mukbangs), also enjoys playing games on my sister's PSP. Sucker for arts, choir, night sky, makeup, fun/deep/dumb conversations, Christianity, documentaries (about saints, real crime stories, and inspirational people), reading interesting stuffs, talking about social issues, and writings, chilling both indoors and outdoors. Beside that, my music taste are like late 90s-2000s songs (mostly rock, pop, and country) sometimes kpop and ppop, chocoholic, and a sweetooth as well.
𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘𝗦
Things that I hate are stereotyping, HUGE creepy crawlies (spiders, toads, snakes, and cockroaches), firecracker sounds, thunder and lightning, being left out, loneliness, heart break, blackout, and judgemental people. One random fact about me is, I 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 vent out EVERYTHING I despise in my entire existence---from bad soap operas to toxicity, worse scenarios in real life, and how terrible is my love life from unrequited feelings that I got, because it's a big deal for me, and I consider forcing me to do what I'm not into and manipulating me as my major pet peeves.
𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦
In terms of triggers...I only have two which are ta𝖨king about divorce/annullment/separation because I came from a generational broken family (it sucks that some people I knew assumed that the reason why I'm overly unaware that someone is interested in me in secret, is I have "high standards" looking for a partner, but the truth is I'm strict and I have a personal preferences...I know my worth and I don't want settle for less!) and religion/beliefs discrimination, cause' there are reasonings that doesn't makes sense because some, sounds too hypocritical, like as if you're a morally good person.
𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗦
My love languages are quality time and gift giving, but I actually swoon over physical touch (especially cuddles and cute kisses) and words of affirmation when it comes to having a partner. Best Friends to Lovers is my ideal trope because I find it very cute since you already knew each other before dating (which happened to my 2nd cousin, she married her best friend!)---perfect balance for romance, laughters, comfort, and tears when it comes to sharing your vibes, being there through thick and thin, safe with embraces, and helping each other to grow.
𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗔
My best assets are smile, eyes, personality, singing voice, artistic skills, writings, intelligence, oratorical skills and I have potential in hosting...so I can consider myself as a singer, artist, orator, speaker, and a top student who's a former active campus ministry member with three roles (choir leader, psalm singer, and reader). Currently an incoming college freshman, learning how to cook and have so many interests, to the point I don't know what I'm into because of my dreams to become a popular Filipino YouTuber, a novelist, and being part of a successful chorale competing internationally...I also consider joining pageants at school too once the pandemic ends, but maybe.
Okay so I was writing this and I forgot to save it in my drafts😭 and I accidentally deleted it hence why I have yet to post it and I’m starting school again so I have had a lot on my plate but here you go
From the Golden trio era I ship you with...
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George Weasley
He would make sure your always safe and would love listening to you singing he would think it’s the most Anjelica thing he’s ever heard.
He would pull pranks on you but they would be small ones like hiding your keys or just small little things since you don’t like loud noises.
He would warn you before hand about his pranks just in case you might have to go in that area.
I think when he’s with his family he sticks to your side to keep you company and to make sure no one is talking about your triggers.
He craves physical touch also and when it’s raining he would no doubt turn on your favorite movie grab your favorite snack grab all of the pillows and blankets he could find and watch the movie with you to distract you from the weather.
He would one hundred percent push you to follow your dreams and help out a lot.
Since he knows you love cats he would take you to one of those cat cafes after hearing Hermione talk about them (I forgot that he only has one ear but I’m sure that he can hear fairly well with the one he has left. I didn’t realize this until I went back through for spelling errors🤣) and some how some way you guys end up with a cat but he doesn’t mind the cat you would most likely find him cuddling it when you come home from work or when you go out.
He loves that you draw and he would more than likely be the muse
He would sometimes make fun of your height but never take it to far
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He would have anxiety also so you guys would cuddle a lot during storms or whenever either of you need to.
I think he learned to paint and draw because of his parents but he would sit down with you and draw
He would listen to your rants and join in when you are ranting about something he hates also
You guys would sit and listen to music and talk for a while and just enjoy each other’s company
You guys would be blunt with both of your friends
He would not be coordinated ether so you guys would constantly make fun of each other 
He swears a lot so there’s no filter on that ether
He would always be seen with you maybe it’s you and his friends or just you but you guys would go every where with each other
He would most likely melt into your touch and you would melt into his
A/n
Again so sorry for taking so long to post I have a lot going on in my personal life but I will try reaching request a lot faster 😁
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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Some of my favorite songs
Song One
Where Is My Mind? By Pixies
Song Two
The Night We Met by Lord Huron
Song Three
Bubble Gum by Clairo
Song Four
Where’d All The Time Go by Dr.Dog
Song Five
In My Mind by Lyn Lapid
Song Six
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen
Song Seven
I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski
Song Eight
Space Song by Beach House
Song Nine
Black Out Days by Phantogram
Song Ten
First Love/Spring by Mitski
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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My names Lauren but some people call me Laurie. I love to read and watch movies, and go on runs. I’m a Scorpio, and that’s like all I know about astrology lol. My hogwarts house is slytherin and I’m straight, but demisexual. I’ve been described as salty, sarcastic, clever, and loyal. Thank you!!
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Thank you so much for your requests
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Okay I honestly think Remus should have a crush on you. You both would more than likely sarcastic with each other a lot. He couldn’t honestly care any less what your house is so he wouldn’t judge you and he would be the most lovable. Like after full moons you guys would just cuddle for hours on end.
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Sorry that it’s so short 🥰
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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“Please don't say you love me” (Cedric Diggory x Fem!reader) PT2
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Summary: it was just a bet to him Y/n thought
A/n: This is a part 2 here is part 1 She/Her pronouns are used
Warnings: cursing, fighting, Yelling, betting
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It's been a week since Cedric and y/n broke up she looked like she was doing great without him but at night she was crying herself to sleep thinking about how all she was with to him was 10 gallons. Everyone was still talking about it of course since it's the most recent drama all of y/ns friends helped her through the breakup knowing it really hurt her.
Cedric was so distraught he actually fell in love with her and now he lost her he was mad at himself for losing one of the best things that could happen to him he tried talking to her but she plan out ignored him.
Yesterday he walked over to her and her friends and she kept the conversation with her friends going acting as if he wasn't there
And the day before he saw her walking out of divination and he chased her trying to talk to her but she kept walking faster away from him and ran into Lee Jordan and the Weasley twins and started walking away with them. He was hurt by this but he knew he brought this on himself.
Y/n looked at her schedule and realized she had charms with him and her seat was still next to him so she decided to push through the class thankfully it was the last class of the day.
As Cedric walked into the charms class and saw her sitting in her seat he knew she wouldn't talk to him. He walked over to the empty seat next to her and sat down and as soon as she did she raised her hand. “Excuse me Professor Flitwick can I please change my seat or partner?” he looked at her then the cart he was holding “I'm sorry ms l/n all seats are full and whoever you sit next to is your partner for the rest of the year,” he said without giving her a second glance.
He then turned toward the chalkboard and started talking Cedric tuned him out pretty soon he then started whispering to y/n
“Look I'm sorry I didn't mean for you to find out.” she looked back at him “What so it would be better if I never found out?!” she whispered yelled back “What yes I mean no I mean I'm sorry I should have told you sooner and not have you find out on your own you mean a lot much more to me then ten galleons.” “it doesn't seem that way I mean I would prefer that you told before we started dating and not use me as you did.” she spat
“look I'm sorry how many times do I have to tell you?” he asked “You won't because you don't mean it, Cedric, your only sorry that you got caught!” she whispered back “But I do y/n I do I love you and I never thought I would y/n listen to me I love you to the stars and beyond and you mean a lot to me give me a second chance please.” He gave her pleading eyes “no Cedric you wouldn’t be saying this at all if you weren’t caught and I’m sick and tired of you trying to say sorry!”
She picked up her stuff and began to leave it was the end of class. He began to pick up his stuff and follow her out of the classroom she then ran up the stairs and told the fat lady the password and ran into the conman room and as soon as he reached the portrait closed.
He soon went back down the stairs bumping into some of y/n friends Lee Jordan and George and Fred Weasley. “Hey, I need your guy’s help.” He told them “and why would we help you?” Lee asked, “Because I am trying to apologize to her but she just won’t listen.” Fred looked at George and then looked back at Cedric “What’s in it for us?” George asked “um you guys can have the Hufflepuff password but can't tell anyone you got it from me.” they all looked at each other and back at Cedric “fine but you better have a plan set up.” “Okay so I have this idea...” he started
As y/n sat down at the Gryffindor table in the great hall Lee came ruin and ran straight towards her “Y/n! Y/n come quick George hexed Fred into a cat again and we can't turn him back!” he said while dragging her out of the great hall “Again?! why in all of Merlin can't I have just one day one?!” she questioned
Soon they stopped at the broom closet and George looked relieved “is he in there?” she asked “yes but this time he's a white cat, not ginger so something is wrong.” George said with a worried look then he opened the door and lee pushed y/n into the closet and she hit something that caught her she then felt hands and she realized it was Cedric she turned around but the door was closed “George Fabian Weasley you open this damn door now!” she began to bang on the door.
“Wait please let me explain, ” Cedric said y/n gave up banging on the door “Fine, ” she said “Look y/n I am sorry I didn't mean to hurt you I never knew how much of a good person you are until I took that bet and I'm sorry that I did that you are worth a whole lot more than a couple of galleons and no matter how much I say I'm sorry it won't matter but I am really really really sorry and I do mean it so please give me a second chance I am begging you Y/n please.” she the hugged him and said “your Apology is excepted.” She then let go and kissed him and he then began to kiss back. Soon George opened the door “Okay finally you guys are back together now if you exude we have to meet up Fred and discuss a prank” and with that Lee and George left and Cedric began to chuckle “what’s so funny mister?” She asked “I have to clean up their prank after is all.” She let out a small chuckle as well and pulled his head closer to her and their foreheads connected “I love you” he said “I love you to the moon and back Ced” she replied
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Wow that took a while but here you go @savedbythegraceofsoutherncharm
Sorry it won’t let me tag you but should I start a taglist?
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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“Please Don’t Say you Love Me” (Cedric Diggory x Fem!reader)
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Summary: Y/n fell in love with Cedric Diggory but that all changes once she hears his big secret.
A/n: This was inspired by the song and I am running of three hours of sleep and this song🤣 rip my sleep schedule ahh. I liked both gifs so I put both in and they aren’t mine creditor whoever made them.
Here is part two
Requests: Yes/No
Warnings: Heart break,betting,female prouns used
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Y/n and Cedric have always been seen as the happy couple everyone wanted to be. But that all changed when she was walking around the big school she heard two of Cedric’s Friends she heard her name so she wanted to figure out what they were talking about.
“Can you believe he actually accepted the bet I mean who would want to date Y/n? But anyways you should owe him more then 10 galleons for that.” Hannah Abbot had said
“I know it’s just I didn’t think he would actually get her I mean nobody wanted to date the freak.” Justin said
Y/n heart dropped once realizing that Cedric was dating her as a bet. She turned around and went back down the hall she just came from holding her tears and the she ran into her dorm coming up with a plan to dump him.
The next day Y/n walked into the great hall and saw him so she walked towards him and sat next to him. This was a normal thing for her so nobody questioned it as everyone was talking Cedric turned to her and said “Hey what’s wrong hun you’re being a bit quite?” He had worry laced in his voice this was her chance she knew all of his friends were looking at them so she took it “Oh I am fine but I got a gift for you hold on one second.” She sounded excited so Cedric wasn’t worried then what she did next shocked him and the entire great hall
“Here since this is all I am worth to you apparently,” she dug in her pocket slamming ten galleons down on the table making everyone look their way and his friends looked shocked that she knew of the bet
“Goodbye Cedric Diggory you pathetic excuse of a Hufflepuff.” She got up to leave the great was stopped by him trying to talk.
“Please Y/n don’t leave I love you.” She turned around and spat “You don’t love me you never did you just took a bet from Justin you low life self absorbed git.” She was leaving the great hall when she felt someone grab her wrist so she turned around to get him to let go. All eyes were on them as she barely got out of the great hall “Please y/n I really do love you,” all y/n could think of in that moment to say was “please leave me, Please don’t say you love me.” She took her wrist back and ran into the Gryffindor common room thankfully no one was there and she picked her self up and went to her room and cried all day.
A/n
Should I do a part 2?
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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Could you do an oliver wood x female!reader where Oli & reader are best friends & both on the quidditch team. And during a match vs slytherin reader gets knocked off her broom and knocked out. So Reader gets taken to the infirmary while Oli gets in a fight with the slytherin who knocked her off. And then later when he visits her in the infirmary he thinks she’s still knocked out and tells her how he’s always loved her. In reality she was awake with her eyes closed and hears him say this and reciprocates. Sorry if this is a lot, and you don’t have to do it if it’s too much! Also thanks and I hope you have a great day wherever you are!
Yes, I love this. Just yes thank you for the request and sorry it took so long😊
The Chaser (Oliver Wood x Fem!reader)
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Warnings: Fighting?, and my shity writing
Summary: basically the request
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Oliver and Y/n have been best friends thanks to Quidditch. And other things of course but everyone knew it was mainly Quidditch that got the two so close. The day Y/n and Oliver found out they were on the Gryffindor team they were so happy. the first game they attended they won and it was maybe due to Charlie Weasley's skill to catch a snitch but Oliver deep down said it was Y/n’s skill and the way she tricked the 4th year Ravenclaw Keeper. That was also the day Oliver realized he was in love with her.
Today was the first game of the season and the one and only Harry Potter was playing according to Oliver and McGonagle he was a fair seeker. The first game was against Slytherin as madam hooch tree the Quaffle in the air Y/n grabbed it and head straight to the goal but Marcus Flint knocks her off her broom shortly after she scored she was taken to the infamy. After the game Oliver went to the locker rooms waiting for him. He soon walked out and was walking to the great hall “Oi Flint.” he yelled as they walked into the great hall as everyone was no interested in what is about to go down as flint turns around Oliver hit his fist straight into his face soon he is just hitting him over and over but of course Fred, George and McGonaggle had to break up the fight. “Mr Wood would you care to explain why you are beating this lad?” She said while helping him up “He kicked Y/n off her broom and she’s now unconscious.” He said while rubbing his hands. “Well Mr Wood that just landed you a Saturday detention.” He and everyone else was a bit shocked at the fact he only got one but if it was the other way flit would have a lot more detentions. After Oliver grabbed dinner for Y/n he left the great hall to go see her.
“Hello, madam Pomfrey can I please see y/n I brought her favorites?” She debated for a second but then opened the door she stopped at the curtains and said “Wait a minute please.” she slid into the curtains and closed them. When she entered y/n was still asleep or so Madam Pomfrey thought turns out y/n woke up just a bit ago but everything ached so she pretended to be asleep still. “Okay you can come in but if she wakes up come get me straight away you hear?” She asked “Yes ma’am” Oliver replied soon after she left Oliver rushed to her side “Hey I hope you can hear me I hope you get better.” No response so he continues “Man I wish I could tell you how much I am in love with you right now I mean I just beat flint up before I came in here.” all of a sudden he saw her smirk he then realized she was awake this whole time. “Oh my god you heard all of this time?!” he whisper yelled as her smirk turned into a smile “well yes but I have to tell you something as well, ” she paused for a second to kill him a bit inside “oh bloody hell woman tell me.” he began to get anxious “I am in love with you to Wood.” He laughed and let go of the sigh he was holding “Well I am glad you are. Are you okay by the way?” She giggles and then clutched her ribs “ehh I could be better considering I fell about 50 feet but hey it is going to take a lot more then that to get rid of me Wood” “I figure L/n. So will you go to Hogsmead with me this Sunday?” He asked “Why not Saturday?” She inquired “Well lets just say that I may or may have not had a fight and McGonagle gave a Saturday detention.” He said while rubbing the back of his neck she laughed “Okay I will go with you to Hogsmead this Sunday.” Then as soon as she said yes Madam Pomfrey came “Hello I hate to break up this but the infirmary is closing you can come back tomorrow.” she said while opening the curtain to kick Oliver out “Yes ma'am see you Sunday Y/n.” and he left but was in a very happy mood for the rest of the night
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This is so bad but whatever🤣
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thequibbler1437 · 3 years
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Disney relationships that remind me of hp boys
Warnings: none just pure fluff
Summary: just relationships from Disney that would remind me of them in a relationship.
Includes: Harry, Ron, George, Fred, Lee, Oliver, Cedric, Seamus, Dean, Neville,
Harry: John Smith and Pocahontas
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Harry would be the very awkward boy he always is at first but soon he wouldn’t be. But he would always get himself in trouble it would always be a fight or something stupid he did for you.
Ron: Cinderella and Prince Charming
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I think he would see you and try talking and before he could ask your name you left. and he tried to find you and once he did you guys became friends and soon you fell for him as well and soon enough you guys started dating.
George: Flynn Rider and Rapunzel
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I don't know what it is but I feel like he would be just like Flynn Rider. He would most likely take you with him to prank filch or anyone in fact. I feel like you guys would be close friends then he would admit his feelings to you after a couple years of pinning. Nevertheless, he reminds me of Flynn.😂
Fred: Lady and the Tramp
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I mean who doesn’t believe that these two were made for each other. In the beginning Fred of course would be to wild and reckless but once you show up he is calm and not so reckless.It was meant to be honestly.
Lee: Aurora and prince Phillip
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I think that Lee would most likely save you from something like a prank or etc and he would catch you attention and he would always worry you would like someone else but as fate has it you are head over heels for him and only him.
Oliver: Tarzan and Jane
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I think that Oliver would be in love with quidditch. Then one year you show up to a tryout and he has never felt this way before and he can’t understand it. And once he sees how much you love quidditch he finally realizes that he’s in love with you and he asks you out on a date and soon you turn into lovers.
Cedric: Meg and Hercules
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Maybe you have gotten your heart broken to many times to love so when he comes around you pay him little to no mind but soon he’s giving you all of this attention and for the first time in a while you feel loved and you start to return those feelings.
Seamus: Todd and Vixey
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He would be quite shy at first and clumsy probably during potions you make eye contact and he blows it up but more than he usually does and this is what most likely made you fall for him. Once he finally musters up the courage to ask you out and you say yes he’s over the moon and tells all his friends about you.
Dean: Robin Hood and Maid Marian
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I think he would treat you as if your the only girl in the world and love you to bits and pieces. You would become great friends with his friends and it would feel like you are one big family.
Neville: Bernard and Bianca
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He would be so shy to ask you out so imagine his surprise when you asked him out. He would be over the moon that you liked him back and then would wonder why your with him instead of all of the other guys you could have but you chose him that was when he knew you guys would be together for a long time.
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Let me know who else I should do.🥰
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Hiya so Idk if your requests are open I just saw you're who u write for post but I had an idea for regulus black x fem reader so basically regulus runs away with Sirius to the potters and the reader I'd James sister so shes there, her and regulus dont really speak too much but shes always silently there for him when he has panic attacks and stuff from his family
Thanks for the request 😊
Skeletons Promise
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A/N: This is my first request and I have spent a whole night writing it so it probably gonna be bad but whatever 🤣 also all characters but y/n belong to the hp franchise
Summary: Basically the requests
Pairing: Fem!Potter reader x Regulus Black
Warnings: panic attacks, abuse, running away, some shitty writing, let me know if there is more <3
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All that could be heard from the now distant house was glass shattering and curses. “We did it, Reggie we’re free come on,” Sirius said running while holding his younger brother's hand. “But Sirius where are we going?!” Regulus asked trying his best to compose breathing. “The one place where we are welcome Reggie.” “And where would that be?” He asked as they slowed down once reaching an alley to catch their breaths. “The potters of course. Now come on we are going to have a long walk ahead of us.”
As Y/n was awoken from the loud knocks on the front door echoing through the whole house she checked her clock it was “6:40 AM who in all of merlin would that be?” she thought but soon ran out of her room to be greeted with her brother looking out through the hall. “Hey you heard that to right?” he inquired “Yes James why else would I be out here at 6:00 in the morning.” “Haha very funny let's go see I heard mom run down the stairs a bit ago,” he responded as Y/n and James walked down the stairs they both heard a familiar voice they both exchanged worried looks “Sirius?!” they both whisper yelled the two then ran downstairs.
“Padfoot?!” James said as he saw his mother open the door more to let the two boys in more “What happened?” James said while pulling his friend into a hug “We ran away from that horrible old hag is what happened you should have seen us mate we ran and ran and while we were leaving she threw so many curses and glass stuff!” Sirius laughed then when James let go Y/n latched on hugging one of her friends. She always thought of Remus, Sirius, and Peter as her other Brothers. “Are you okay?! Are you hurt?!” she asked as she scanned the boy in front of her “I am fine see I told you she was the real mom of the group.” Sirius said while wrapping his arm around James. She then let go and playfully smacked him upside the head. “Excuse me for being worried that you just ran away your brother in tow and showing up at my home at 6:00 in the morning,” she said while shoving him playfully. “Come in dears and you can get some food and I can get my house elf's to clean up our extra guest rooms.” Mrs. Potter said while practically dragging the two inside. “I'm sure you two are tired.”
A couple of hours later and done much-needed sleep and some good breakfast everyone was in the living room hearing Sirius's tale of how the two got away. “I will be back dears I have to grab something.” Mrs. Potter said while getting up y/n followed shortly after. “Hey, mum can I ask you something?” y/n asked “sure hun what's wrong?” her mother replied, “Can they stay please just till we go back to school?” her mom then said, “Of course they can stay why would they not?” “No reason just asking.” She replied
That night as y/n went to go get a glass of water she heard rapid breathing come from the kitchen as she turned the corner she saw Regulus on the floor having a hard time breathing. “Hey hey it's okay here hold on,” she said while going to grab a glass of water as she gave him the cup, and he finished his water y/n began helping him breathe saying “Hey hey look at me it's okay your safe now hey like this in and out, ” he soon began breathing normally “Thank you I am sorry I never had one that bad before,” he told her “It's okay I used to help Sirius with them he slowly got better,” she responded, “again thank-you I usually have them under control but that one has been building up for a while,” he explained, “Honestly it's fine no problem,” she said while helping him off the floor. “Hey can I ask you something?” he said “Please don't tell anyone this happened especially, Sirius he has enough on his plate at the moment.” she smiled and nodded she walked towards him and held out her pinky “I promise,” she said while locking hers with his
The end
A/n:
I will be writing some more hopefully 😊 let me know who else I should write.
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The Graceful One
A/N:This is a part two for my new story. This will be a series I will link part one to this post. If you enjoy this please like it and if you have any requests my chat box is always open
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Summary: you are the well know Seamus sister everyone was shocked when they heard your name because he never mentioned you. He never told anyone about you though because you were always seen as the perfect child and etc. If you in joy this please like it and if you have any requests my chat box is always open
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As you finally enter the castle you can hear a professor speaking “Welcome to Hogwarts please stay here while I go get the sorting ready. one moment please.” And with that, she left the room and slipped through to great big doors you Ginny and Luna all admiring the beauty of the old but wonderful castle. Then the great big doors open when they finally opened widely the professor from earlier was telling everyone to follow her and of course, everyone did she brought us to the middle of the hall and everyone was examining how wonderful it looked. then brought back from daydreaming Ginny poked you to make you listen to what the professor had to say. “When I call your name step up to the stool sit down and I shall place the hat on your head and it will tell you what house you are at and go sit at the table of your house.” After a while of calling names, she finally reached you. You felt everyone’s eyes on you. You sat down on the stool the hat then spoke “ Ahh I see yes. you have the smarts of a Ravenclaw. But the bravery of a Gryffindor and the loyalty this is a hard one yes. I can’t decide it’s as if you were meant to be put in both houses. What house do you want?” You heard the hat say after a few moments of waiting you later will find out that this what is called a hat stall very few get this. “Well since my brother is in Gryffindor I think I will go with that.” You said to the old and tattered-looking hat. “Well if that is what you choose are you sure Ravenclaw will be able to utilize your smarts and be with people like you know.” The hat spoke once more. At this point, it had been a good 5 minutes of waiting for everyone was wondering what house you would be in. “All right.” The hat spoke quietly to you. Then the hat let out a final loud shout “Gryffindor!” And with that, you ran over to the table that you saw your brother at and sat near a bushy-haired girl. “Hi, I am Y/n Finnigan.” You reached a hand to the young girl who took it and shook back with a big smile “I’m Hermione Granger.”
After a while of eating you and Hermione talked all about studies, etc she then asked a question that everyone wanted an answer to she asked “Are you related to Seamus?” Everyone near you when quiet to hear your answer.
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Hey I started writing on Wattpad so please go check that out thxs
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Saying I loved this would be an understatement it was amazing keep up the good work 😉
Patronus. «Harry Potter»
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Harry Potter x Reader; Golden Trio Era; oneshot
Summary: Being a part of Dumbledore’s Army gives you and Harry the pushes you need.
Word Count: ~790
Permanent Tag List: @vsawyer1989
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The first time you attempt to cast the Patronus Charm you fail miserably, but your dear friend Harry doesn’t let it get you down.
“Don’t worry, Y/N. It’s a really advanced spell, it took me loads of tries to get it,” he smiles encouragingly and it sends butterflies swarming through your stomach.
“Thanks, Harry.”
He nods and looks down at his feet, flashes you one last charmingly awkward smile, and goes to help another one of the students who’s waving him over.
You watch as he demonstrates the spell again, the other student watching him closely. He points his wand, says the incantation, and a great stag appears. It’s a shimmery blue, tall and proud in its stature, a symbol of Harry’s resilient and protective nature. You’ll always be amazed by the Patronus Charm — it’s a beautiful piece of magic, certainly one of your favourites.
You finally peel your gaze from the stag only to spot a pair of green eyes looking at you from across the room. Harry quickly looks away and tries to play it off, pretending to be watching Luna Lovegood’s hare as it hops around in the air.
You smile, the giddy feeling returning and making your heart thump steadily in your chest. The wand in your hand feels heavier and you raise it into the air, holding onto that positive feeling that you only get when a certain somebody is in the room. You think of family, friends, Hogwarts. You think of Harry.
This time when you call out the incantation, the silvery wisps don’t just stop at that. They start to grow, they dance around like flickering blue flames, and your heart beats faster and faster as something starts to take form. Some of the students nearby stop and watch in curiosity but you can feel Harry’s gaze again, and his is the only one you care to notice.
You see the shape of what looks like a foot — a hoof? The shapes grow more solid, forming into something whole.
A doe.
It walks smoothly, gliding up into the air, and Harry’s stag seems to bow its head in greeting. The entirety of Dumbledore’s Army watches in rapt silence as the two Patronuses circle each other like two halves of a whole reuniting. They prance upward and slowly begin to fade away into one blended wisp.
Nobody says anything at first, only looking between the two students who they know cast them. Harry has a stunned and dreamy look on his face, and he doesn’t notice anything else in the room but you.
All of a sudden, Fred Weasley breaks the silence by calling out in a loud voice:
“CUTE!”
A chorus of chuckles follows, several students agreeing. Hermione is hiding a smile and you see Ron kick Harry on the back of the leg, making him stumble slightly before he starts walking towards you.
“Alright, folks, back to work! Only got so many hours in a day,” says George. You’re thankful that he diverted attention away from you and Harry and back to practise.
Harry is smiling wider than you’ve ever seen before — especially since this school year started. He stands next to you, turning to watch the rest of the room as the others continue practising the Patronus Charm.
“So, your...Patronus is very pretty.”
“Your Patronus is very handsome.”
You’ve both turned matching shades of pink.
“They kind of...match, don’t they?” Harry says, his voice hopeful.
“Yeah. They looked nice together.”
Harry hums in agreement. “They do.”
You try to discreetly look to your side at Harry and find that he’s already doing the same.
“Do you want to, uh, hang out some time, just us? As in on a — a date?” Harry asks.
He sounds like he’s still trying to figure out what to say as he speaks, and you wonder if he’s ever actually asked a girl on a date before. He was a lot less nervous when he asked you to the Yule Ball the year before but back then, he was able to claim that you were going just as friends. Now he was asking to go on a real date — no grey area.
“Yeah, I’d love to,” you say, smile growing. You’re clenching your fist tightly behind your back in an effort to maintain your composure.
Tension leaves Harry’s posture and he grows more relaxed.
“Don’t know how we’ll manage it with Umbridge’s new rules, though,” you say.
You and Harry appear to have the same thought at that moment because you both look at each other again, wheels starting to turn in your heads.
Harry grins. “Well, it’s a bit chilly out. Might just have to wear a cloak.”
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The Graceful One
A/N I am new to this so it really bad maybe idk;)
Summary: It’s your first year at Hogwarts but it’s your brothers 2rd. Everyone was surprised to hear your name because your brother never once mentioned you because you were always seen as the perfect child and etc.
Warnings: None,Fluff
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“Y/N come on we are going to be late” you heard your brother call from downstairs “ okay calm down” you hollered back to your brother Seamus Finnigan. He was always seen as the accident prone in your family because he almost always caused something to blow up you on the other hand were always seen as the perfect child the one how always found a way to look so graceful and basically turn everything you touch pretty and elegant.
“Come on hun you will be late” you herd your mom call from the living room as she was scrambling to find her keys while you sat eating some toast. Your mother stumbled into the kitchen asking you if you had seen her keys at all today or yesterday “I think I saw you put them in you coat pocket.” You told her while dusting toast crumbs from you mouth. The you hear a loud BOOM you didn’t jump or flinch you knew your brother had blown something else up you have been use to the fact of stuff breaking and exploding while your brother was near “Oh for Merlins sake can’t he go one day not blowing stuff up.” You heard your mom yell from the cupboard rummaging through her coat pockets. Your brother now walking down the stairs his face covered in dust. “Don’t you dare ask.” He snapped at you before grabbing a slice of bread. Your mom came running in and announced that if you didn’t leave now you will miss the train. You got up from your chair and made sure you had everything “spell books check. Wand check. Trunk filled with everything else check.Minnie check.”(Minnie is your owls name.) You said to your mom as she stuffed a slice of bread with butter on it in a small bag for your brother to eat on the train.
“Bye I love you” you heard your mom shout over the whole crowd. After waving good bye to her you saw your brother leave so you followed him as he is the only person you know on this train when he slipped in to a compartment with a couple other boys then he told you “Nope you find some where else to sit okay see you later.” And just like that you had a door get slammed into your face so you walked the long corridor looking for a free compartment then you saw a small red head girl and a light blonde girl talking there was some stuff that looked not to be any thing that belonged to Either of them like boy clothes. You knocked on the door the red headed girl opened “Yes can I help you?” She asked in a polite manner “Yes well maybe I have no were to sit mind if I sit in here?” You asked her. “Sure. I am Ginny Weasley by the way and this is Luna Lovegood.” Ginny replied. “Oh hello I love your necklace” you said to Luna. “Thank you it keeps the nargels away.” she said in a whisper “what’s your name” Ginny asked “Y/n Finnigan” you responded while digging through your carry on bag looking for a hair tie “I heard that last name before my older brother Ron mentioned it some time this past summer.” Ginny piped in “oh that would be my brother Seamus he blows everything up.” You said while trying to hold back your giggles “So what house do you think you end up in?” Luna asked happily Ginny then said “well my mom dad and 6 brothers were all in Gryffindor so I think I just have a good chance of ending up there. What about you Y/n What house do you think you will be in?” You looked confused but then made up your mind “I think I will be in Gryffindor as well my brother is and my mom was as well.” The Train then came to a stop.
Then a loud booming voice came up “First years follow me don’t be shy” Y/n looked and then saw a large man with a big boar hound he was a dark gray. “That must be Hagrid.” Ginny chimed “My brothers told me about him before but Ron especially.” You then saw two boys who were obviously twins who like the same as Ginny. Bright flaming red hair and freckles all over their faces “Ginny who are they?” You heard one say “Well this is Luna Lovegood”she said while pointing to Luna “And this is Y/n Finnigan she’s Seamus sister.” Ginny piped to her two older brothers “Hi I am Fred this is my brother George we must be off see at the sorting.” They both waved while running off. You,Ginny,Luna all climbed in a small boat. You all saw and the castle seeing how wonderful it looked and absorbing the beauty of it.
To be continued 😊📝
GIF is not mine
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Will there be a part 2? It’s just so good XD
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Humor me (George Weasley x fem!reader)
Summary: Reader can't stand George Weasley but over time she realizes he might be a good addition to her life.
Warnings: crying, angst, let me know if I missed any.
Word count: 5.5k (this is my longest fic so far!)
A/n: I still don't know how to feel about this. A part of me likes it and a part of me feels it could be better. This is my first enemies to lovers and it was very very fun.
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“Thanks (y/n)! I can always count on you, you’re a lifesaver.” Shouts Neville as he runs down the hall and towards his next class. (Y/n) had helped him put healing salve and a bandage on his cut hand.
“Anytime!” She smiles as she watches him stumble away. She pulls out her book and sits back down on the windowsill.
“Humour me.” Says a foreign voice.
She looks up frowning. “I’m sorry?” She asks politely.
“When was the last time you did something for yourself?” Asks the red-haired boy.
“What are you talking about? I’m doing that right now.” She points to her book: Charms for first years
“That’s weird because I could’ve sworn you were in my charms class and not in first year.” He argues, shoving his hand in his pockets and clicking his tongue.
“Well I’m helping out a first-year next period but I enjoy doing that so I am doing something for myself.” She explains, slightly irritated.
“You can’t be serious?” He waits but she offers no response. She only lifts her nose at him. “That is not taking time for yourself. That’s preparing to help someone else.”
Her nostrils flare as she abruptly snaps her books shut. She shoves it into her bag before swinging it over her shoulder. She steps towards George. She suddenly realizes how tall he is. She gulps before placing a hand on her hip and pointing a finger at him.
“Listen here, helping other people is a very noble thing and if I wish to spend my free time doing that, I should not have to explain myself.”
“Ah, so you admit that you spend your free time helping other people rather than doing something for yourself?”
George smirks at her and she wants to slap it off his stupid pretty face.
“Wha-? No.” She huffs. “I don’t know why I’m arguing this with someone I hardly know but what I mean to say is that yes, it’s demanding and tedious but it’s also rewarding and the most gratifying thing I could ever do, so I believe I am doing something for myself. You just don’t get it because you spend all your time playing stupid pranks on everyone.” She snaps before pulling the strap of her bag further onto her shoulder and walking away. Normally she would feel bad for saying something like that to someone but for some reason she felt George could take it.
“So when will I see you again?” George shouts down the hall.
“I have to go!” She shouts back.
“I’ll see you in class then. Or maybe in the halls again.” He continues.
“Goodbye!” She turns the corner and speeds as far away from George as possible, steam practically fuming from her ears.
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“Hey (y/n) could I just copy your homework before class? I didn’t have time to do it what with quidditch practice and all.” Asks Angelina.
(Y/n) nods and pulls out her answers, stands and walks to her seat, passing them to her. As (y/n) walks back she sees George slide into the spot next to hers. She grunts before stomping to her seat.
“ ‘Morning.” He sings, kicking his feet on the desk. She rolls her eyes and pushes his feet off, offering no other greeting. Now this is saying something, (y/n) always greets everybody. He laughs a little before turning to his bag and pulling out his textbook.
“Ark, couldn’t you go sit somewhere else?” She asks with a look of disgust.
George shrugs his shoulders. “Yeah, I could, but I’d like to think we’d make a good team and I’d like to test that theory.” He waves a pointed index as if to emphasize his point.
She shudders at the thought of having to work with him. It’s very likely they will, it often happens in potions class. (Y/n) is at the top of the class and she doubts Snape would have any objection to George working with her since she could easily bring up his grade. She sighs as Snape walks in and starts the lecture portion of the class.
“You will have the remaining hour to make your hiccoughing solution. Work with the person next to you.” With a wave of his arms everyone starts opening their textbook and discussing the potion.
To her surprise, George is really good at potions. Logically it makes sense because him and Fred are always creating new things but she never really thought it transferable to school. She watches, a little stunned as George quickly and skillfully goes through the steps of the potion. For the first time since she can last remember, she sits back instead of running the group. George occasionally asks her to cut something or extract oil from a root. She doesn’t argue, it’s sort of nice being told what to do rather than making all the decisions. She doesn’t tell him and refuses to think more of it because that’s not her proper role. She’s the leader, she’s the helper. Maybe this once she’ll let it slide, give herself a break.
Once the bell rings they gather their books and George finally speaks of other things than the potion.
“Relaxing isn’t it?” She tilts her head in confusion. “Not having to take care of others for once.” He continues.
Oh no he didn’t. He just ruined it. He took her small guilty moment of peace and crushed it. “You hardly let me do anything! What was I supposed to do? Fight you?”
George shrugs. “You could’ve.” He winks at her and she lets out an angry moan.
“Ark!” She turns on her heels and walks out of the class without another word.
“Same time next week?” She hears him shout but she’s already in the hallway and simply ignores him.
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“You know you could give that to a house-elf and they could take care of that for you.” Says George as he leans into the door frame and watches (y/n) clean the chalkboard in the defence against the dark arts classroom.
“Well I don’t need to be taken care of, I’m perfectly capable of doing things on my own thank you very much” she spits back at him.
George and her are acquaintances at best. It’s been a month since they’ve first spoken to each other. Since then he seems to always be around her. Sitting next to her in class, offering to help her with her books in the hall. She’s never asked for him to be there or to share his opinion. Yet he’s there and very verbal about his thoughts.
He steps into the class and sits in the front row. He bounces his leg under the desk and leans back into the chair. He looks nervous but she can tell he’s trying to cover it up.
“What are you doing here?” She asks, curiosity getting the best of her.
“Waiting for Umbridge.” He points up the stairs at the closed door of her office. “I got detention.” He adds.
“What did you do?” She stops cleaning the board and sets the cleaning potion on the desk next to George.
“Gave a ton tongue toffee to Filch. His tongue was four feet long when Umbridge found him.” He chuckles to himself, remembering Umbridge’s reaction.
For the first time ever, (y/n) laughs in front of George. She tries to hold it in but it slips past her. George first looks surprised but soon he’s laughing with her.
“Glad to see someone is standing up to them.” She shakes her head. “Umbridge really is a horrible person. I can't believe all the mean things she’s doing to the students.” Her face is sad. George can see how much she cares for the other students.
“Well, would you look at that? We actually agree on something.” He crosses his arms and smirks at her. “Does this mean we're friends?” He asks.
She barks out a loud laugh. “Don’t get ahead of yourself Weasley.” She grabs her bag and walks out without another word. She can feel George’s gaze following her until she steps into the hall and out of sight. She wonders why her cheeks feel so hot suddenly.
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(Y/n) is tutoring Seamus Finnigan in the library. They’re whispering over a book when George spots them. He smiles and beelines for their table.
“Mind if I sit here.” He asks, holding onto the chair in front of them. They both look up at him. Seamus smiles and reaches out his hand for a fist bump. (Y/n) rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out.
“Yeah mate, it’s no problem.” Says Seamus.
“No, you may not. It is very much a problem.” She hisses. Seamus looks at her, shocked by the bitterness in her voice.
“Blimey (y/n), I’ve never heard you so angry before.” He stuns.
She laughs nervously. He’s right, she normally doesn’t talk to people like that. The only exception to the rule is George. She grits her teeth and pastes a smile before looking at George.
“Of course you can sit here George. Any friend of Seamus is a friend of mine.” She somehow manages to sound sweet and somewhat sincere. George raises his eyebrows in surprise. He quickly recollects himself and takes a seat before she changes her mind.
“So, going back to charms. Can you tell me the definition of the substantive charm?” She asks Seamus.
“How long have you been doing this?” George interrupts.
Seamus grabs (y/n)’s arm and reads her watch. He whistles dramatically. “Crickey, it’s been an hour and fifteen minutes. I think we should call it a day.” He grabs his book and bag and gets up. “Thanks again (y/n). See you next week.” And with that, he was off.
(Y/n)’s jaw clenches as she looks from the now empty chair to George.
“Why?” She groans. “Why would you do that?”
“This is great. He got his help and you get a break. What do you say we go down to the dungeon and pull a prank on Malfoy?” He beams at her, pleased with his idea.
She gets the sudden urge to scream. Who does he think he is? Coming into her life and ruining everything. It is quite likely that Seamus won't do as well on the quiz as if he had stayed for the extra fifteen minutes she had planned and now she has to go deal with Hermione who wanted to rant about Ron. Something which she had very much been putting off. She takes a long, deep breath before looking at George again. The urge to scream has faded with the breath but the look on his face makes her see red.
“Could you please, please, find someone else to annoy. I don’t have time for this and you’re really starting to test my patients.” She pleads.
George’s face drops, evidently displeased by her response. He stands from his chair and puts his bag strap over his shoulder.
“Alright, I’ll leave.” He surrenders. There is a pause like he’s debating between leaving or adding another word. To (y/n)’s dissatisfaction, he continues to speak. “Anytime you need someone who doesn’t need help tutoring or homework to copy or healing salve, you know where to find me.”
She laughs loudly making everyone turn to look at her. “Pff yeah okay.” She dismisses, and with that George is turning away and walking out of the library.
She hates the sad feeling that settles in her chest. It’s like it’s telling her she wants him to stay. She rolls her eyes and swears to herself, gathering her things and heading to Hermione’s aid.
No matter how hard she tries not to, she spends the rest of the day thinking about George. His stupid face keeps popping into her head. What does he know? She likes when people ask for help. She is happy being the person people can turn to. She can’t understand what George thinks is wrong with that. Maybe he’s just a horrible person. It’s much easier to tell herself than to think there could be something wrong with her.
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A week later (y/n) is knocking on Susan Bones’ door and stepping in before hearing a welcome.
“Merlin! I can’t stand him!” She shouts once in her best friend’s dorm room. Susan looks up from her book with her brows knitted.
“Who?” She asks while shutting her book and sitting up.
“George!” She states looking at Susan like she should have known. She shows no sign of further understanding (y/n)’s dilemma.
“Why?” She asks hesitantly. (Y/n) stomps to Susan’s bed and plops onto it.
“First he’s everywhere meddling into my life like it’s his business and now, radio silence.” She adds nothing more, leaving Susan even more confused.
“And that’s a problem because…”
(Y/n) sits up and flails her arms in the air. “Well, why did he make me question myself like that and then just vanish?” She exclaims exasperated.
Susan gapes, further confused. “But, didn’t you ask him to leave you alone?”
“Ark! That’s not the point!” She gets up and stomps out of the room. Susan blinks and looks around the room stunned even though there is no one to share the confusion with.
A moment later (y/n) is back into the room. “What on earth did he mean by if ever you want someone who doesn’t need help, you know where to find me?” She puts her hands on her hips and waits for her friend’s answer. Susan’s eyes light up and she smiles slightly. Now it’s (y/n)’s turn to look confused.
“He said that?” Asks Susan with a hopeful tone.
“Wha- I- Well yes he did but-.” She stops. Susan has left her stunned, she’s too confused to debate.
Susan’s smile grows wider. “Have you heard about Dombledors army?” She asks.
(Y/n) scrunches her nose. “No. What does that have to do with this?”
“Well I think you should come to our next meeting.” Her smile is mischievous, (y/n) hates it.
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The next day Susan takes (y/n) to the seventh floor. She stops in the middle of the hall and passes back and forth in front of a stone wall. Soon a door appears in front of them and (y/n) smiles, amazed by the castle's secrets.
Susan is the first to walk in waving at a few people near the door. Once (y/n) follows through the room goes silent. Harry finally walks up to them, hand stretched out.
“Welcome to the army.” He says confidently. She looks to Susan who gives her an encouraging nod. She finally accepts Harry’s hand with a small yet nervous smile.
As she looks around the room she feels a pair of eyes on her. She turns to find George looking at her with a neutral face. She lets out a little screech and turns back to Susan.
“You didn’t tell me he was going to be here!” (Y/n) whispers with a panicked tone.
“Well if I did you wouldn’t have come.” She states simply before walking off to talk with one of the other girls.
“Alright everyone. I think we’ll get started.” Announces Harry. Everyone goes quiet and they quickly form a half-circle around him. She sees a tall man settle next to her in her peripheral. She can just make out a flash of red hair. Her heart starts beating at an unruly pace.
“Today’s focus is on stunning. Nigel and I are going to do a demonstration so watch closely.” Everyone moves to the sides of the room whispering excitedly.
(Y/n) claps her hand over her mouth as she watches Harry fly backwards after being stunned by Nigel. She lets out a relieved sigh when Harry sits back up.
“I’d like to see you do that.” Whispers George into her ear. She jumps a little as his hot breath on her neck sends a shiver down her spine.
She turns to look at him. She has no snarky answer. She just gapes at him in surprise.
“I’d like to see you stand up for yourself for once.” He adds. She huffs in shock.
“I-“ She starts but Harry cuts her off. “Who wants to go next?” He asks.
“(Y/n) and I will go.” Announces George. She freezes as everyone eyes them curiously.
“Maybe someone else would like to go before us.” She tries.
“Nonsense, go on (y/n).” Says Harry enthusiastically. “No one here will judge you.” He adds thinking that’s her concern.
It’s not that she didn’t want to defend herself, it’s just she felt sort of bad stunning someone. She wasn’t sure she had it in her to do it. She walks to one end of the room and George to the other. He stretches out his arm, wand at the ready. She looks at Susan with a pleading look. Susan gives her an impatient nod and (y/n) reluctantly lifts her wand.
Neither of them moves, the room is completely silent. Soon there are whispers in the crowd. George is looking at (y/n) with a challenging eye. She gulps, trying to convince herself to stun him. She thinks that maybe if she does nothing he’ll grow impatient and stun her. That way she wouldn’t have to do it and he wouldn’t get the satisfaction of getting what he really wants.
“Right, any second now. Go ahead.” Says Harry slowly.
Nothing happens. George slumps out of his stans and raises his arms in the air. “Oh c’mon (y/n) stun me!” He exclaims.
She looks at the crowd as they all stare back at her. She suddenly feels weak in the knees. She begins to sweat nervously and looks at Susan. She looks a little concerned, maybe thinking this wasn’t as good an idea as she first thought. She still gives her a weak encouraging smile and a little thumbs up. (Y/n) looks back at George who has his arms stretched out taunting her.
“Oh for once in your life be mean!” He shouts. The words echo in the room.
“I can be plenty mean!” She disputes. “Last week, I ate Susan’s cookie.” She adds, puffing her chest.
George tries to hold back his smile. She hears a couple giggles in the crowd.
“That is not mean.” His tone is adoring and she hates it.
“It was her favourite brand.” She adds trying to make it sound more horrific. She’s the only one in the room with a serious face. Everyone else is smiling enjoying the tense exchange between the two.
He clicks his tongue and shakes his head. “If it’s anything, it’s cute.” He says with a wink. There it is. There’s the final straw. She can feel her blood boil. Everyone holds their breath as they watch her face contort into an angry pout. George smiles wide thinking the pout is possibly the cutest thing he’s ever seen.
She lets out an angry grunt. “It is not cute! You wanna see cute? Watch this.” She flicks her wand and shouts: “Stupify!” The spell sends George across the room. Everyone exclaims as he hits the ground with a thud.
“Excellent! Really good (y/n)!” Exclaims Harry.
Across the room George is whooping. He runs over to her with arms wide open. His smile is contagious, she can’t stop hers from pulling at her cheeks. Laughs spill from her lips as he wraps her tightly into his arms. Fred helps George throw her over their shoulders. Everyone gathers around them and cheers. (Y/n) feels her cheeks go hot suddenly, very aware of George’s hand on her thigh keeping her in place. She looks at everyone’s happy smiles and she can't help but join in. She hates to admit it but George might have been right. Standing up for yourself can feel good.
———
It’s a Wednesday evening. Most people were already back in their common rooms. (Y/n) was walking back from the library, having finished another tutoring session with Zacharias Smith. The halls are practically deserted when she suddenly hears quiet sobs further away. She speeds her pace and turns the corner finally spotting a little boy crying quietly while holding his hand. Two older boys are kneeling next to him. Her breath hitches when she spots him. George hasn’t talked to her since their duel. She would sometimes catch his eye across the classroom or in the dining hall but this is the first time she’s run into him. George is rubbing circles on the boy's upper back as he whispers sweet comforting phrases to the crying boy. As she steps closer she recognizes the boy to be Michael. She has helped him countless times after he has gotten detention from Umbridge.
Looking at George now she questions how she once called him a horrible person. She sighs accepting she might have been too quick to judge. She steps between the Weasleys and kneels down at Micheal’s feet so they're at eye level. She looks through her big bag before pulling out some gauze and a small glass jar of healing salve. Micheal gives her his hand, remembering the drill. She quietly applies the salve and wraps his hand. She listens to George explain to Micheal how soon the pain will subside. She notices he never stops rubbing circles on the boy's back. There’s something reassuring about the movement and she’s not even the one receiving it.
Micheal takes a deep breath, recollecting himself. He looks between George and (y/n) before smiling mischievously.
“Thanks mom, dad.” He tips his head to each before getting up and walking to his dorm. George’s hand stays frozen in the air even if there’s no longer a back to rub. (Y/n) stops screwing the lid to her salve as she looks at the now empty seat. They both jump when Fred starts howling with laughter. His laughs echo down the hall as he doubles over himself, holding his aching stomach. He wipes at his eyes and sighs loudly.
“Good one kid.” He shouts though Michael is much too far to hear it. “Ah! That’s golden.” He adds before he walks off in the same direction as Micheal did before.
George and (y/n) remain frozen. (Y/n)’s face is pale and George's cheeks are tomato red. (Y/n) is the first to move, she finishes screwing on the lid and shoving it into her bag. She’s in a hurry to get out of this very awkward situation. She shoots a look at George who moved from the floor and onto the bench. He’s leaning back onto the wall with his arms crossed. He smirks when she meets his eyes.
“We would have some cute kids.” His tone is teasing but there’s still something soft and affectionate in the statement.
“Oh honestly George, get a grip.” She rolls her eyes and walks away quickly. It takes all her willpower to hold in her smile until her back is turned to George. He’s not wrong she thinks to herself.
——-
She knocks lightly on the dorm room door. She can hear George’s loud laugh on the other side. She hopes he won’t be mad at her for interrupting the fun. Lee opens the door and the smile on his face is quickly replaced by a look of surprise.
“(Y/n)?” He stuns. The laughter in the room stops abruptly. She hears shuffling and soon George is peaking his head over Lee’s shoulder.
Lee quickly moves out of the way and George looks at her with a concerned look.
“(Y/n)? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?” He asks looking around to make sure there is no one else listening.
“I’m sorry to bother you, I know you were having fun there.” She feels pretty stupid now that she’s actually standing in front of him. George shakes his head vigorously to tell her it’s no problem.
“I just-“ she runs a hand through her hair. “I sort of need someone who doesn’t need help with tutoring or homework or healing salve.” The offer is months old. They haven’t even talked in weeks. She never thought she’d actually take him up on it but she didn’t know who else to turn to.
His shoulders drop and a natural smile spreads across his face. “Well then I’m your guy.” He closes the door behind him and guides her down the stairs and into the common room. It’s late, most students are in bed. George asks the few left if they could give them some privacy and they all retreat to their rooms.
“What’s up?” He asks, shoving his hands into his pockets.
She sighs and walks over to the big red couch. She sits down and buries her head into her hands. “I- I’m so tired George.” Her voice is laced with despair. “There’s just so much to do and I’m trying, I really am but I just don't know if I have it in me.”
George sits next to her, so close that their knees touch. “What are all the things you need to do?” He asks softly.
“I have to run the potions club and make that banner for the Ancient Runes Club. I have to tutor Hannah and Seamus and Zacharias and so many other people. I have to make sure Lavender is okay and that Luna found her socks. I have to listen to Hermione and Ginny talk about their boy problems and then give them advice. I have to write back to my parents and help them with their problems. I have to help McGonagall with the rat problem because no one else wants to. Madame Pomfrey said I could intern with her but that means I have to spend ten hours a week in the hospital wing. I told professor Sprout I’d help her extract pus from Bubotuber. I promised Colin I would look out for Dennis and I haven't even seen him in weeks.” It all spills out. For the first time ever she is totally transparent about her problems. “And then I have to worry about my own studies and try and keep my grades up and there’s the stress of Dumbledore’s army, what if we get caught?” She’s panting by the end suddenly feeling much lighter.
“Well maybe you could say no to a couple people. I’m sure the Ancient Runes Club can wait for a sign, Mcgonagall can take care of the rats on her own. You can say no you know.” He places a hand on her thigh and looks deep into her eyes.
“But- I can’t George! I can't say no. Those people are counting on me. What if the clubs fall apart or Seamus’ grades drop or Luna never finds her socks.” Her face is panicked.
“Let me help you.” He says it so softly. She feels a dry lump in her throat. Her jaw suddenly hurts and she feels tears well up in her eyes.
“I don’t want your help George!” She jumps off the couch and onto her feet. George’s hand slips off her thigh and onto the couch. It looks limp and sad without her leg to hold it. “I don’t need you, I was doing perfectly fine before you came around and I’ll be fine without you moving forward.” There’s a pause. “ I didn’t come here for you to save the day.” There it is. She doesn’t want to appear weak. She thinks asking for help makes her weak.
George stands up, towering over her. “Fine. If that’s how you feel then I’ll leave. I will go for good and you won’t have to worry about me meddling in your life anymore. I just want you to know that I’m offering to help because I can see how hard this is for you and I think you deserve more than what you’ve granted yourself.” George steps forward closing the gap. “I think you deserve to be taken care of for a change.” They’re inches away from each other. His face suddenly turns soft as he looks into her tear-filled eyes.
There’s a silent pause. She looks into George’s eyes and she sees the honesty, the care, the love. George is there for her when no one else is. He’s right, she is having a hard time and he’s the one offering the help. No one else. All the other people she has sworn would help her, be there for her, aren’t there. But how could they have known? She never tells them how hard it is, always caring for others. She never asks for their help. It’s not that those people don’t care. She just never opens up to them. She never permits them to be anything else than people she could help. All she ever did was give and give. She never believed she should do anything else. George is the first person who wants her to take, not give. It finally clicks. Everything that George has been trying to make her see is crystal clear now.
A tear spills from down her cheek and she feels her knees go weak. She cups her hand over her mouth trying to hold in a sob. She takes a step back shaking her head in denial. George’s face remains soft but there’s concern in his eyes.
“Hey.” He tilts his head, maintaining eye contact as she tries to look away. “It’s okay.” He pulls her towards his chest and she welcomes it. She falls into his arms as more tears fall down her cheeks. “Let it out.” He says.
With that permission (y/n) cries. She cries like never before. Loud sobs slip from her lips as her body shakes in George’s arms. She cries about all the sad secrets people have confided in her. She cries for all the days she sacrificed for others. She cries for all the “I love that you never say no”. She cries for all the grades she sacrificed to keep others high. She lets out years of pent-up tears, of hurt.
He rubs small circles on her upper back and remains quiet. She was right, there relay is something reassuring about those little circles. She cries for an hour and George never moves, never speaks, never stops her.
Finally, she sniffles her last tear and steps out of George’s arms. He reluctantly lets her go but takes her hand in his. She pulls it away to wipe at her eyes.
“Thank you.” Her voice is so delicate she would be embarrassed if it weren’t George in front of her. She laughs suddenly and George looks shocked. She soon starts crying of laughter and George gapes unsure of what to do.
“Are you okay?” He asks confused.
“I just, I hate you.” She laughs again. George looks stunned. He takes a step away from her and opens his mouth to say something but she cuts him off.
“Or so I thought. You have bugged me every day for months yet there’s no one I want here more than you.” George takes a tentative step forward. The words seem to give him confidence. “As crazy as it sounds I’ve had some of the best times talking with you because I actually said what I wanted to say. You can handle me better than anyone else. You challenge me in a way that I absolutely hate but I know why you’re doing it. You’re helping me learn to take care of myself and that’s hard because it’s something I’ve never done before.” She stops for a moment. The look in her eyes changes. First, there’s shock as she realizes. Then there’s a soft and happy glow. “I think I’m falling in love with you George.” She gasps. It’s almost a whisper. She barely wants to admit it.
“Come here.” Is all he says. She doesn’t move. Her brows knit themselves as she searches his face for an explanation. She takes a deep breath. The step towards him feels like a trust fall. He gently pulls her closer by the waist. He presses his forehead to hers. (Y/n) pushes her nose to his, bringing their lips closer to one another. He repeats the movement.
They tease each other a couple more times before George whispers “Can I kiss you?” She nods slowly and whispers a yes. He tips his head so their lips connect. His soft lips send sparks down her spine. George wraps an arm up to her back and pulls her closer quickly deepening the kiss. She wraps her arms around his next and soon her hands tangle into his fiery red hair. It feels like rain after a dry summer, like the cold side of her pillow, like the warm fire after coming in from the cold, it feels like heaven. Nothing has ever felt more right than their lips pressed together and for once, she’s giving in to what she wants.
When George pulls away she finds herself chasing his lips. She pouts a little missing the kiss. George runs a hand over her hair and looks at her adoringly.
“I’m falling for you too (y/n)”
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