Topic of The Day (Part 2 🎇)
Pairing: Fred Weasley x Claire Evans (OC)
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.
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🎇 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.
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