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Currently I'm reading "EMMA" by Jane Austen, but I'm a slow reader and got confused with the amount of characters and their relationships in the story.
Yes. An older brother, Alex, and an older sister Brianna. And yeah, it's alphabetical order as well 😁 Their name only mentioned once on "Meeting The Parents".
Hii,how are you🩵 Just finished watching "Off campus" and have to say I enjoyed it. I feared it'll be simply overhyped but have to say it wasn't that much😅 I'm glad there'll be a second season👀
I'm doing well, thank you ☺️
Yeah, my thoughts exactly. There are some scenes that felt cringe and uncomfy to watch, but overall it's okay. My personal rate is around 7.8 out of 10 ⭐️
summary: When they're spending the day separately, both Claire and Fred have some people around them shooting questions regarding their relationship, which lead to a certain topic.
a/n: Part 2/2 fic with dual POV. Reading this first is suggested, but not mandatory.
<- Part 1 🌸
🎇 FRED 🎇
Today’s practice really drained my energy. The first match of the season will be held next week, and Oliver has been pushing everyone to their limit. The word ‘Quidditch-holic’ is probably one of the ways to describe him. I won’t be surprised if he named his kids after a quaffle or a snitch. The poor kid is gonna get bullied for the rest of his life.
Right now, I just want to recharge by cuddling with my girlfriend as soon as possible. Even though the hot shower already helped relax my sore muscles, there are no cures that can beat Claire’s warmth. It’s only been two hours since we parted, but I already miss her like crazy. Not to mention how George got Olivia by his side right now makes me a little envious. Usually Claire would come up to us together with her after we finished practice. After all, they’re besties—with hot Beaters as their boyfriends.
“Is that a bracelet, Fred?” Angelina suddenly asks after she noticed the black cord around my wrist. “With a plate engraved with a heart shape in between your girlfriend's and your own initials?”
“Oh, you mean this?” I proudly show it off to everyone. “Yeah, it’s a matching one with Claire’s. I bought a custom made at Diagon Alley last week.”
“So she has the same one like yours?”
“That’s kinda what matching means, Wood.” I guess our team captain's brain is already filled up with Quidditch until he's unable to understand the obvious. “Well, hers is pink, and our initials switched in order.” I add, hopefully it will help him comprehend things easier.
Buying the bracelet wasn't exactly on my list when I went to Diagon Alley last week. George and I were looking around to find the right place for our future joke shop. We were about to leave when we passed by a little jewelry shop. The display by the window caught my attention, and both George and I decided to buy it for our girlfriends.
“We have one too, you know.” George says. Both he and Olivia show theirs with proud smiles on their faces. It's the same design like mine and Claire’s, except for the initials and color.
“Wow… I've never expected the Weasley twins to be this soft towards their girlfriends. Good for you, guys.” Alicia says with a warm smile. Perhaps being in a relationship does bring out another side of me that I didn’t know existed.
“Ugh… I’m so jealous. I want a girlfriend too.” Lee whines, and the whole group erupts with laughter. It’s not the first time he said those words, and I’m pretty sure there’s gonna be more of that in the future. There are still no prospects of him getting a girlfriend or even making a move towards a girl, so I guess he just had to suck it up for some time.
I get where he’s coming from though, and I’m hella proud of it. Not in the way that I’m happy upon his misery, but because what Claire and I have really is something worth jealous of. Who would've thought that a calm and smart girl like her would choose me—the chaotic and mischief prankster—as her boyfriend? Some people think it doesn’t make sense, but I personally like to believe that only geniuses can understand that logic. Love never plays by the rules anyway.
“Can I ask something though? I've been wondering for a while, and I don't have the nerve to ask Claire directly.” Katie says with a hint of worry in her voice.
“Shoot.”
“How does she handle the rumors about you both that's buzzing around the school? I know you probably don't give a damn, but Claire seems like the vulnerable type. I just hope she's okay.”
I can't deny Katie's words because it's the truth. Claire is the vulnerable type. People like to talk about us in both good and bad ways. While the positives ones are keeping it lowkey, the negatives ones tend to be a nosy and lousy pain in ass like they don't have anything better to do in their life. Mostly the topic is about our different blood status, or the fact that we're way too different in too many things. I pity them, because that just means that they're jealous of us.
Then again, as her boyfriend, I always try my best to be Claire's comfort and safe place. On our early stage, Claire would hide her worries and try to handle everything by herself. I should’ve figured it out sooner about how much it bothered her. When I caught her crying one night, I couldn't let her insecurities drown her, so I made her promise me to share everything, just like I promised to always be there for her.
“Thanks, Katie. I appreciate your concern for her, truly.” I say as we step up the stairs towards the Gryffindor tower. “I can tell you that it’s not easy at first, but I'm pretty sure she's trying to tune those voices down one step at a time. I know because she's opening up and tells me if there's something that bothers her.”
“Well, you're helping her a lot, Fred. I can tell that she's happy with you.” Olivia says. “She also likes to share how grateful she is to have you as her boyfriend. And as her best friend, I thank you for that. But if you ever hurt her in any way….” She keeps her words hanging then completes it by drawing an invisible line before her throat as she clicks her tongue.
Yikes. Olivia Stirling can be scary sometimes.
“Now, now, Ollie boo. Let's not freak Fred out, okay?” George wraps his arm around Olivia and caresses her sides to calm her down as her gaze on me softens. “I can assure you that my brother never had and never will have the intention to hurt Claire.”
“Sorry… I was just —”
“Protecting her.” I finish Olivia’s words. “I know, Liv. But it is my job as well. I made a vow to never let her down, and I love her way too much to even think about such a thing.” Even though I may sound cheezy, the truth needs to be told because Claire is a part of my life now. I am mischievous, but I’m not gonna mess around when it comes to the people that I love and care about.
“You’re saying it like you’re gonna marry her one day, Weasley.” Oliver teases right before we enter the common room. My head tells me that I should confirm his statement with words, but my heart says I should wait. So, for once, I only reply with a shrug. It’s up to them to interpret what it means.
For all I care, Claire is the one for me. Even though neither of us ever talked about a huge deal like marriage or more deep dive conversation about what’s waiting for us, I can see my future with her by my side, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. We’re still seventeen, for Merlin’s sake. We’re not gonna rush things and be reckless. There’s still a lot of time for us to figure everything out.
“I’ll see you guys at dinner.” I separate myself from the team and head to my dorm to drop my gear. When I head back to the common room, I see Claire is currently talking to a group of first years. By the way she’s interacting with them, I know she's going to be a wonderful mother for our child… or perhaps children. The more the merrier, right? Besides, I grew up in a family of nine, so it only makes sense if we keep the tradition.
“Hello, darling. Did you miss me?” I kiss her forehead. Her giggles when my kisses go down until they reach her lips are music to my ears.
“Yes, my dear boyfriend. I miss you so much. How’s practice?”
“Oliver was pushing everyone to their limit, as expected.” We settle on the empty couch and get comfortable, ignoring how some pairs of eyes are glancing at our little PDA. “George and I sent every bludger to the sky, so I guess we both improved a lot. I’m quite positive that we’ll get the first match in the bag.” Claire gives me a warm and proud smile that vanishes all of my exhaustion. “What about you? Did the tutoring go well?”
“Yes, it went very well. There’s a new girl joining us. Her name is Iris, a first year Hufflepuff, who is also Lee’s little sister.”
“Lee has a sister?”
“Yes! I’m as surprised as you are. She’s as mischievous as Lee, and she kinda got on my nerves today.” Claire looks content, so whatever this little girl did couldn’t be a bad thing.
“What happened?”
“The first question she asked right after she introduced herself was ‘are you the same Claire Evans who is dating Fred Weasley?’. I went speechless, Fred. Hearing that from an eleven year old was beyond my expectation.” There’s a light blush coloring my girlfriend’s cheeks. I actually can imagine her being flustered, which is absolutely adorable.
“What did you say?” I’m so invested until I can’t hold back the pride grin across my face. This one is a piping hot tea.
“I didn’t follow it up right at that moment. But after our session ended, those girls, mostly Iris, asked me again with some additional questions.”
“Such as…?”
“Things about you and our relationship. I tried to keep it brief though, but hopefully clear enough to fulfill their curiosity. And apparently the main reason they’re shooting questions was because they wanted to ‘clarify’ the rumors.” Claire air-quotes.
Eleven years old following gossip? Damn, kids these days are full of surprises, but I totally get it. The rumors about me and Claire are almost inevitable to hear. Not that I care about it much, but it can get annoying sometimes.
“I also showed them the bracelet you gave me,” Claire continues. “It’s really adorable to see them admiring it and thinking that you’re romantic.”
“Yeah? Well, they ain’t seen nothing yet. Merlin, even you haven’t seen everything yet. I got loads of stuff on my sleeves, darling.” I give her a wink, and Claire playfully bats my chest to ignore her bashfulness.
“I don't think words are enough to explain, so I had to show it. Mainly because Iris asked whether we’re gonna get… married or not.” Claire lowers her voice on the last few words, but I hear it crystal clear.
“You know, Oliver mentioned something similar too, earlier.” Her brows lift in shock. “Yep. He said when I’m talking about you, I sound like I’m gonna marry you one day, which is not inaccurate.”
“So you’re not freaking out? About marriage and stuff?”
“Darling, you should know by now that the term ‘freaking out’ never exists in my vocabulary.” Her laugh replaces the worries in her voice earlier. “We may have never talked about it until now, but that doesn’t mean it’ll scare me away. I have faith in us.”
“Me too.” Claire sighs in relief and once again lets herself relax in my embrace. “I know we’re still young, but I really do see myself as your wife one day.”
“You’re gonna be the best wife I could ever ask for.” I kiss the top of her head and entwine our fingers. “Best mother for our future kids too.”
“Kids? As in, more than one?” She's questioning it, but the smile on her face shows that she’s intrigued.
“I mean, there’s a chance we’re having twins. Plus, you have two other siblings, I have six other siblings. We gotta keep the family in big numbers, right?”
Claire doesn’t answer directly, but her laugh says that she’s not against the idea. This whole topic about marriage and building a family together is probably too early for us to talk about, but I feel like there’s a necessity to bring it up for once.
“Jokes aside, marrying you has become one of my goals in life. I want to be a great husband for you too, which means I have to be well prepared and established before I turn your last name to ‘Weasley’.” I’m not one that’s good with words, but hopefully it’s enough to make her understand that I’m serious about our relationship, and I’m willing to give her my all.
“You’ll be an amazing husband. And an amazing father too.” Claire gently caresses my cheek as a content smile spreads across her beautiful face. “We have a lot to figure out together. We’ll set our own pace. No rush.”
“No rush.” I repeat before brushing my lips against hers to seal our promise. “I love you, Claire bear. Never forget that.”
“I love you too, Freddie.” Even after many times we share those words to each other, my heart still flutters, and the blush on Claire’s cheeks indicates that she feels the same.
Neither of us can foresee our future, but as long as we have each other, I’m sure whatever it holds will be beyond extraordinary.
summary: When they're spending the day separately, both Claire and Fred have some people around them shooting questions regarding their relationship, which lead to a certain topic.
a/n: Part 1/2 fic with dual POV. Reading this first is suggested, but not mandatory.
-> Part 2 🎇
🌸 CLAIRE 🌸
“I'm sorry again for not being able to watch you today, Freddie.” I pass Fred his Beater bat while he slings his bag over his shoulder. I still feel bad for not being able to attend his Quidditch practice. Usually I would always sit on the bench with Olivia and cheer for our boyfriends. Fred and George said our presence boosts their energy and keeps them in high spirit, especially knowing how Oliver can be a bit too hard on the team before the match of the season.
Unfortunately, I have to be absent today. I've been tutoring first and second year students for quite some time. Each study group has their own schedule with me. But since I came down with a flu last week, I have to make up for the session that got cancelled with a few extra hours this evening.
“That's okay, love. I completely understand.” Fred says with a warm smile and wraps his arm around me before he adds, “I love your kindness to help others. Just make sure you're not overdoing it, okay? You just recovered, and I need you to be healthy for our date this weekend.”
My brows quirk up in a shocking delight. “We have a date?”
“Yep. I already planned everything.” Fred replies with his cheeky wink that makes the heat rise up to my cheeks. He is always full of surprises. Asking him to share about his plan for our date is one thing that I don't bother to do, because I know he won't spill a drop.
“Okay. I won't overdo it, and neither should you. Be careful out there.”
“I will.” Fred plants a soft kiss on my lips before he leaves the common room with the rest of the team. I go upstairs to my dorm to get all of the things that I need for my tutoring session and put it in my bag. Those include Potions and Charms textbooks, my own notebook, and a pair of quills. I also bring some fresh parchments to make some legal cheat sheets to share with my juniors. Little hints are easier to remember, so most of them asked for it because they found it quite effective.
When I arrive at the library, I see Amber and Ruby, the Gryffindor first years, already waiting for me. To my surprise, there's another girl sitting with them. I don't think I've ever seen her before, and I'm quite sure my session today is only reserved for Amber and Ruby.
“I'm sorry to keep you waiting.” I take the empty seat in front of them.
“No worries, Miss Claire. But before we start, I hope you don't mind if we have our friend studying with us too.” Amber tells me with a bright smile. I am more than happy to have a new person in the group. As long as they can keep focus for the next two hours, I don't see it as a problem.
“Of course not. There’s always room for more.” I turn my attention to the new girl. “What's your name?”
“I'm Iris. I'm a first year Hufflepuff. It's a pleasure to meet you.” She introduces herself with a light blush coloring her tanned cheeks. Iris seems to have the same vibe like Amber and Ruby—vibrant and joyful. But something in her eyes is hinting a bit of mischief that I can't grasp just yet. She reminds me of someone in my year, but the image is still too vague for me to remember.
“It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Iris. I'm Claire Evans, and I’m a Gryffindor. I reckon Amber and Ruby already told you about me, yes?” Iris nods as a confirmation. “Now, shall we start with Potions or Ch—”
“Are you the same Claire Evans who is dating Fred Weasley?” Iris' sudden question caught me off guard. It's true that Fred and I are publicly dating. Almost the entire school knows about it and talks about it as well—in both good and bad ways. Then again, I didn't expect a first year to come up with that certain topic, especially one that I just met merely minutes ago.
“Shhh! Iris, not now!” Ruby scolds her in a whisper shout. “I told you we'll ask her about it after we finish homework.”
“Right. Sorry, Miss Claire.” Iris says sheepishly. I can only form a smile and brush off her question like a passing wind. But the fact that Ruby said they will ask me about it after finishing their homework makes my stomach flip. Even if our session ended up early, these girls are leaving me no room to escape.
“It's okay.” I try to keep my composure. “So, Potions or Charms first?”
“Potions, please.” Amber says with doe eyes. “Professor Snape gave us homework earlier this week, so we really hope you can help us finish it today as well.” Ruby and Iris seem to be on the same page. I can definitely understand their frustration, because Professor Snape tends to make us write a whole essay. I remember back in my fifth year, he returned mine, Fred's, and a few others from our year then made us rewrite it because it's not long enough. We’re not dating yet back then, but it was the time when my feelings for Fred started blooming. We were doing it in a study group, which made the proximity between us enough to make me flustered.
Apparently these girls were assigned with a similar task. They're still confused about the difference between a sleeping potion and a calming potion. I try to explain by making a table for comparison and give them a template for a full one foot parchment essay as well. That way, they won't be making the same mistakes that I did.
An hour passes by and we change the subject to Charms. The girls seem to understand it easier than the former, and I’m really glad to see them look like they're having fun. Perhaps it’s because Professor Flitwick rarely gave complex homework, particularly to first years. He prefers to encourage students to practice the magic itself. Even so, they’re having a little trouble remembering the wand movements, so I give them a few demonstrations, followed by the cheat sheets for each spell and incantations to make it easier for them.
“We still have time. Is it alright if we chat for a bit, Miss Claire? I would like to… clarify things.” Iris asks and wiggles her dark brows right after our session ends. I could’ve just lied about having an urgent thing to do and left only to go back to the common room early, but I don’t have the heart to do it. Besides, I’ve never been the one that’s good at lying.
“Of course. Are there any certain things that you girls want to talk about?” I keep my voice calm and pretend to not recall what they mentioned earlier. It’s impossible to forget when the topic has been teetering on the edge of a cliff since we started our session. It was just waiting for an inevitable fall.
The three of them exchange glances with wicked smiles on their faces. Shivers run down my spine as I observe. What did Iris mean by ‘clarify’? I shouldn't be worried too much about being questioned by first years, right? I reckon kids their age don't have a malicious attitude, unlike a few other people from my year.
“Are you really the Claire Evans who is dating the Fred Weasley?” Iris starts with a sparkling excitement in her eyes. The question is pretty much the same as what she asked beforehand, but her emphasis makes it sound like Fred and I are some kind of Hogwarts' ‘it’ couple.
“Yes. We've been dating for almost a year now.”
“Who confessed first? Was it romantic?”
“Well, we have had feelings for each other for quite some time, but he's the one who confessed first. And yes, it was very romantic, in his own way.” I keep my answer brief. The fond memory of that moment comes replaying in my head. These girls don't need to know that Fred slipped a note in my textbook to tell me to go to the Astronomy Tower when it's almost midnight. That confession ended up being our first date, since he had already prepared everything, including hot chocolates and biscuits that he sneakily took from the kitchen.
I come back to reality when I hear the girls giggling. It's probably because I'm not able to hold back a smile.
“You look really happy when talking about him, Miss Claire.” Amber says warmly. She and Ruby are quieter this time and let Iris take the lead in the conversation.
“That's because I am. Fred is special to me.”
“But didn't he get into trouble a lot?” Iris asks again, voice lingers with pure innocence instead of judgement.
That is surely one thing that I can’t deny. Fred did get into troubles and detentions, whether it’s because of his pranks, or any other mischievous things that he did. It’s part of his personality that might be seen as flaws by outsiders, but I love him for who he is, and I wouldn’t change a thing about him.
“Well… Yes, he did. He can be reckless sometimes, but that doesn’t make me love him less. Fred and I are different in many ways, but we complete each other.”
“Hmm… I see…” Iris pauses to process the information. “Is it true that he’s possessive and won’t let you talk to other boys?” I don’t know where she heard that from, so I guess this is one of the things that she wants to clarify. The public's interpretation can vary while there is still more than what meets the eye.
“I can assure you that that is not true.” I share the truth with a smile. “I mean, he does have that side of behavior as a boyfriend, but it’s highly overpowered by his kindness. Fred is being protective. He never forbids me to talk to other boys because he knows that I only love him. He can get annoyed sometimes, but he’s not really the jealous type and always respects my boundaries as well.”
I hope my statement is clear enough for them. I don’t want any false rumors regarding Fred’s behavior and personality spread across the whole school that might ruin his image. He may not care about what other people think about him, but as his girlfriend, I want to defend and protect him in the ways that I’m capable of.
“Are you gonna marry him?” My goodness. This girl really has a talent for making someone flabbergasted. Above all, this one definitely wins the ‘Unexpected Question of The Day’ award.
But in honesty, I do see my future with Fred by my side. The idea of becoming his wife makes my heart flutter, and it crossed my mind a few times. Spending the rest of my life and building a family with him would be a dream come true, but neither of us had ever talked about it. I wanted to, but I didn’t have enough nerve to initiate in bringing the topic up to the surface because it’s a huge deal. Mentioning it while we’re still at a young age might scare him away, and it’s the one thing that I wish would never happen. Although Fred did show his commitment by giving me memorable things.
“You know, marriage is quite a deep topic, Iris.” I say as gently as possible. “It takes a lot of preparation and hard work. You don’t want to mess around when it comes to eternal devotion with someone you love.” I kind of sound like my mother, but it’s the best thing that I can think of right now in order to make an eleven year old understand.
“Fred and I are not in a rush. We’re taking our own pace and we’re still figuring things out. I believe in him—in us. But if you’re still curious, I think this is enough as proof, right?” I pull up my sleeve to show them the pink cord bracelet around my wrist. There’s a small rectangle plate engraved with a letter F, a heart shape, and a letter C on it.
“Woah… Did he make this?” Ruby asks with amusement in her eyes. The three of them lean in and interchangeably run their fingertips on it.
“No. Fred bought a matching pair at Diagon Alley last week. He always has a way to surprise me.” I laugh softly. Not only because of the truth, but also because these girls’ reactions look really adorable.
“So he wears one too? Even though he’s a guy?” I nod as an answer to Amber’s question. The bracelet is unisex, so I guess that’s why Fred didn’t mind wearing it.
“Oh, that really is romantic.” Iris rests her chin on her palm as she states in a dreamy admiration, which reminds me of that cartoon kitten that I watched a long time ago. “I can finally understand why my brother is jealous of you and your boyfriend.”
“Your brother?”
“Yes. Lee Jordan is my brother. I’m here because he talks a lot about wanting to have a relationship like yours with Fred. So I want to hear it from you, and not from rumors nor gossip.”
That explains a lot. I suppose the vague image that I couldn’t remember earlier was Lee. And now that I give another look, Iris does resemble him when it comes to mischief.
“Thank you. I really appreciate that you decided to come straight to me, Iris.” I turn my attention to Amber and Ruby. “And you two as well. Thank you for guiding Iris to gain the right information.”
“You’re welcome, Miss Claire.” Amber and Ruby reply in unison.
“Now that we’re done with that, can I join the study group again in the future? You really helped me a lot with the subjects, Miss Claire.” Iris gives me the look that makes it hard for me to say no.
“Of course. As long as you can stay focused and not question me too much about a certain topic earlier.” I say playfully. Iris’ face brightens up with joy that matches Amber's and Ruby’s
I glance at the clock on the wall. Fred’s Quidditch practice should be done by now, so I might as well return to the common room and wait for him before we head to dinner. “I’ll see you girls next week, okay?” I rise from my seat and bid them goodbye with a smile.
As I walk towards the Gryffindor tower, I purse my lips to hold back a grin. Oh, Fred is going to love this tea.
