Hey! Could you do an imagine where the reader is mcgonagall's grand daughter and Fred and her are dating secretly but she catches them making out or maybe like Draco tells her out of revenge bc of Fred's pranks something like that. I'm sorry this is so specific haha. Thank you!
Thats fine, the more specific the better! Thank you so much for requesting, Ill have it out by the end of the week
Could you do an imagine where it's like three years after the battle and y/n visits the Weasley's for the first time since Fred,her boyfriend , died and she brings her kid with her (because it was Fred's kid but they didn't know it) and Y/n son gets really confused when he sees George because he thought Fred was dead?? And later be becomes super close with his uncles Only if you are comfortable writing this Thank you so much!!!
That is amazing! I honestly canât wait to write this, thank you so much! I looove writing angst, so this works well. I should have it out before the end of the week
Could you maybe do a young Sirius Black one shot thing? Where y/n and Sirius are both in the same year in Gryffindor, but are well known for being enemies and hating one another? They have similar personalities, but always go out of their way to make the others lives as difficult as possible, and are often found arguing or causing some kind of scene and annoying eachother? But then they both end up in detention or something and somehow eventually end up finding out they like eachother? :3
Sure, once again it will be out either tomorrow night or Friday, thanks for requesting
I was wondering if you could do a george/twins one shot where the reader is in gryffindor, and best friends with the twins even though she's a year below them? But George and y/n get into a massive argument and end up shouting etc. and really badly insulting and hurting eachother? And they're both really stubborn so they both continue being really nasty and dismissive toward eachother, until eventually Fred gets so sick of it and tries to get them to make up? And then fluff etc? đxx
Of course, I will write it as soon as I can, either tomorrow or Friday, thank youso much for requesting!
Request:Â Hi! Can I have a Harry Potter imagine? I'm on the hufflepuff quidditch team (a beater) also Oliver woods younger sister who's the same year as the twins and I have a crush on Fred and he likes me back. And one day George finally decides to get us together. Thanks đ oh my names Tammi or if you want it can be the reader (sorry this is so long đ) ~ tammigrier
A/N: Sorry this took longer than expected, and the plot is kind of long winded. I didnât really focus that much on George trying to get you together, and I can write you another one if you donât like it, thanks for requesting though!
Word Count:1229
Warnings:Â mild swearing, nothing too vulgar
   You couldnât help but smile as you made your way down to breakfast, today was the game youâd been waiting for practically all year, Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff for a spot in the finals. There was a lot riding on this game, not only would it be your last for the year if you lost, but you would also never hear the end of it, from your brother or the Weasleys.Â
   âSpeak of the devil,âyou muttered to yourself upon seeing the two of them waiting to ambush you at the entrance to the great hall.Â
   âWhat was that Y/N?â George chimed in, âPreparing your concession speech for when you lose?â Fred added.
   âYeah right, asshats,â you responded, flipping them the bird.
   âWoah, I thought Hufflepuffs were too nice to swear.â
   âYou thought wrong, now get out of my way,â you said, trying to sound stern even as a small smile broke out on your face. Fred somehow always managed to make you laugh, even when you tried your hardest to remain tough. You pushed past them, head down so they wouldnât see your grin.
   âSo howâs the team doing?â Fred asked, following closely behind you.
   âIf you think Iâm going to share team secrets with the enemy youâre dead wrong. All you need to know is that weâre gonna crush you.â
   âSomeoneâs confident, I doubt itâs gonna play out the way you see it though. You havenât got a chance against my incredible beating.â
   âYeah? I donât think youâve seen me play and our keeper is infinitely better than the buffoon youâve got at the goals.â
   âYou called?â Oliver, your brother, appeared beside you, a smirk on his face.
   âGreat, just what I needed, another idiot to try and distract me from the game today. Leave me alone I have other things to do.â With this remark you pulled up to the Hufflepuff table, Oliver and the twins peeling off to go to Gryffindor with a chorus of goodbyes.
                           An hour later
   You gave a slight smile to your captain, Cedric Diggory, as the team filed out onto the Quidditch pitch, a sea of black and yellow screaming for you as you all spread out into formation. You glanced over at Cadwaller, your other beater, and received a nod of encouragement.Â
   You stood in this position as the Gryffindors emerged from their dressing room, the screams of the crowd intermingling with fabricated lion roars. You glanced up into the commentatorâs box, it was Lee Jordan, with a stern looking McGonnagal next to him. This was sure to be an interesting match.Â
   âCaptains, shake hands,â Madame Hoochâs voice rang out, startling you out of your reverie, and Diggory and Oliver moved toward each other, proud looks on both faces. They reluctantly shook hands before once again joining their team.
   â3, 2, 1!â And you were off, pushing off the ground and flying once again, your beater bat held firmly in your hands. You watched as Summerby raced down the pitch, quaffle grasped tightly in his hands, a Gryffindor chaser, Angelina Johnson, you thought, was heading swiftly towards him. Shifting in your broom, you sent a bludger flying at her, forcing her to dodge off course so as not to be thrown off her broom. A satisfied smile graced your face when the Summerby scored, the quaffle slipping barely past his outstretched fingers.
   âNice shot,â an admiring voice said behind you. You turned beet red upon recognizing it, it was Fred.
   âIt was nothing.â
   âIt didnât look like nothing.â You turned to smile at him, but had to dart away when you saw a bludger coming right towards you.
   âSorry!â George shouted, but his cackling contradicted his apologetic tone.
   âAsshole!â you responded, a smile breaking out on your face. It was due to this distraction that you didnât see it coming, or hear the screams of the audience as the bludger barreled toward you. all you did feel was a sharp pain in your temple and then blackness.
   You groaned as you opened your eyes, the lights blinding you for a second. You glanced around, recognizing your surroundings as the hospital wing.
   âWhat the hell happened?â You questioned, not really expecting an answer, but recieving one anyway as Fred appeared from the chair next to your bed.
   âThat idiot Cadwaller tried to hit us with a bludger, but he missed and hit you instead,â he said, anger evident in his expression. The doors burst open to reveal an ecstatic Oliver with George following closely behind him.Â
   âIs she finally awake?â Oliver questioned worriedly.
   âYup, Iâm fine. How long was I out?â You asked, worried you had missed something important as the boys exchanged glances.Â
   âAlmost a week.â
   âA whole week? Oh my God! What did I miss? Who won the game??â
   âThey called it after you fell, but Hufflepuff was leading by ten points at that time, Iâm not sure what theyâre gonna do.âÂ
   It was at this moment that Madame Pomfrey emerged from her office, telling them to keep it down. âThere are other patients than just Miss Wood, gentlemen, and I expect you to show them respect by keeping the noise down. And didnât I already tell you that only one of you can be here at a time?â
   The boys exchanged an annoyed glance. âI should get to stay, she is my sister after all,â Wood explained.
   âNo, itâs precisely because of that that you shouldnât,â George interjected, âyou get to see her all the time, I think we should let Fred stay.â Oliver looked like he was going to protest, but George whispered something in his ear and he nodded his consent.
   With that the boys exited, you thought you saw George not-so-subtly wink at Fred as he walked out the door, but that may have been the head injury messing with your reality.
   Fred carefully sat down on the edge, making not to sit on you. âI was worried for a while there, we didnât know if you were gonna wake up, you got hit pretty hard.â
   âCome on, we both know nothing could kill me,â you replied, trying to ease some of the tension.
   A small smirk lifted one side of his mouth, â Regardless, it made me think that maybe some things shouldnât remain a secret forever,â
   âAnd what exactly are those things?â
   âThis kind,â Fred breathed, looking deeply into your eyes as he leaned in, capturing your lips in his.Â
   âWell, I guess itâs a good thing I woke up then,â you replied breaking away and smiling before locking lips with him once again.
Hi! Can I have a Harry Potter imagine? I'm on the hufflepuff quidditch team (a beater) also Oliver woods younger sister who's the same year as the twins and I have a crush on Fred and he likes me back. And one day George finally decides to get us together. Thanks đ oh my names Tammi or if you want it can be the reader (sorry this is so long đ)
Its absolutely fine! Iâm going to start working on this now, ideally itâll be up in about half an hour, as long as no one interrupts me :) Thanks for requesting
Please send in requests, I will do anything, I am really bored but I struggle to write without inspiration! This goes for all my other imagines blogs as well, links to them are in my first post. Thanks