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“Erm hello who is this,” you spoke in a groggy voice. Someone had called to your phone making you jolt up out of your sleep.
“love, is that you?”
“Freddie? How’d you even call here.” The fact that you had given him your home number before school had let out at Hogwarts seeing as you were muggle born. It wasn’t that your parents didn’t like to see your magical talents, it’s just that owls would scare them terribly when they came around. You had just decided to not put them through that again.
“Oh well you know you gave me your number, and I just used this what is it- a tellyphone I think. ” he laughed sitting down and leaning against his wall.
laughing lightly you sat up and leaned against your headboard, “yea it’s something like that”
“I just wanted to check up on you, we haven’t owled in a few days,” he said with concern in his voice.
“I’m alright no need to fret, I’ve just been busy with my summer job.” He chuckled, starting to play with the hem of his pajama pants “ Must be wicked to have ice cream all day.”
“I don’t get to eat it, I have to serve it, and some of those customers are just bloody rude,” you remembered back to when a customer called you a few choice names for giving her the wrong flavor.
“You have a lot of self control darling, I don’t think I’d be able to resist.”
Molly Weasley had heard light talking when she started to come down the steps to get a glass of water. She was met with the sight of Fred in his yellow knitted jumper leaned against the wall with a soft smile laughing with the person on the phone.
“What’s your favorite Ice cream flavor? I think mine would have to be chocolate,” the boy said, remembering back to when you snuck into the kitchens laughing like mad men. You had gotten strawberry while he had chocolate, before you left each for the night you shared sweet kisses that tasted of the two flavors.
“Not bloody chocolate that’s for sure. I don’t even know if this is a real ‘flavor’ but sherbet.”
“Sherbet hmm, never heard of that, what’s it taste like,” he pondered, wanting to stay on the phone as long as possible.
“ It’s really good. I think you’d like it, I’ll be sure to charm some to stay frozen so you can try it at Hogwarts.”
He suddenly remembered why he called you in the first place. “I was thinking maybe you could stay here for a week or so before the quidditch world cup happens, I just miss you is all.” You paused taking in what he just said, you had already known you were going over for the world cup for about two days in advance. You were a person who was close to their parents and you never did get to see them too much seeing as you were magical and they were muggles. But you had missed the ginger sitting on the phone with you and what’s a few more days? “ Yea alright I think my parent’s will be fine with it.”
“That’s perfect,” he said in relief as he suddenly heard something creek “Hello, Ron if that’s you come out or I’ll turn whatever stuffed animal you sleep with now into spiders” Molly had ducked back around the corner not wanting to ruin the interaction. “Freddie you alright?” His heart fluttered at the nickname you used. “yea sorry, I thought I heard something”
“ ‘s alright,” you said, almost drifting off to sleep.
“I didn’t want to end the call so early but I don’t want George to notice me out of bed. You know how he never let me live down when he caught us snoging in my dorm, imagine this.” his face started to paint a light red color as he recalled the memory.
“It’s fine, I don’t want you to go through that torture again anyways,” you joked, remembering how every time you and the twins were in a room he would start to make out with the air.
He chuckled sleepily, “I’ll talk to you soon, I love you.”
Your heart swelled up, although it wasn’t the first time you had said the three words to each other it affected you the same. “I love you too, goodnight Freddie”
“Goodnight”
He placed the phone back where it was, heading back to bed with a smile on his face. Molly went to bed smiling too but for different reasons. She shook up her sleeping husband as she shared the interaction that happened between the two teenagers, happy that her son had found love.
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A/N- I didn’t really know how to end this lol, this is also my first Fred fic and I am more of a George girl but I just felt like this fit Fred more you know what I mean anyways before I type a paragraph- feel free to leave any feedback or constructive criticism and have a great rest of your day or night :)
A/N: Based on the song Corduroy Dreams by Rex Orange County.
words: 363 (sorry it's so short I've been really busy)
Fred’s eyes danced over your face, memorising every detail. The sunlight filtering through the window shone in his eyes, giving them a honey coloured glow. He held you in his arms whilst gently playing with your hair, the fabric of the futon couch soft beneath you.
“Just stay here. I don’t want to get up.” Fred pleaded sleepily, it was a sunny Friday afternoon in the gryffindor common room and all he wanted to do was cuddle.
“We have to study.” You said halfheartedly wanting nothing more than to stay right where you were in his arms. He ran his fingers through your hair seemingly entranced by your eyes. All Fred could think about was y/n. She was captivating.
“Just promise you’ll stay for a while.” For a moment there you half believed that had a double meaning, just from the way he said it.
“You know I love you right?” Fred whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. A sudden soft melancholy overtook you, the knowledge that every moment is temporary. This relationship would always change although you wanted to stay sixteen, carefree, happy and frozen in the sunshine forever.
“I love you too Freddie, till the end of time.” You smiled back gazing at his rosy, freckled cheeks and slightly lopsided grin, committing every inch of his smiling face to memory. You tried to fight the negative thoughts back but what would the future hold? Would Fred always be yours? Would this love last? How much longer did you really have together in the sunshine?
He leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to your temple. Smiling at the warmth of your skin and that soft y/n smell he didn’t know how to describe.
Little did you know Fred was thinking the same thing though he seemed carefree. No matter how much you love someone sometimes you have to let them go. He searched your eyes desperately for a sign of hope, the future or maybe just you. All he knew for sure was that whatever fate had in for you, good or bad, you loved each other and at the moment that was more than enough.
A/N: Hello!!! This is my birthday blurb for the owner of my heart, Fredrick Gideon Weasley. I understand that today is not his birthday, but I posted George’s on the day of and have just recently found enough time to write this. Enjoy!
WARNINGS: none that I know of? Comment if you see a warning that i need to add <3
Fluff
You wake up to the feeling of kisses all over your face. A smile immediately makes its way onto your face as you see your boyfriend smiling back at you. Last night you made the decision to sneak into his room while he was sleeping, trying to surprise him, and judging by the looks of it he was happy. “Morning love,” he says, giving you one more kiss on your cheek “Happy Birthday Freddie” you beam back at him. You and Fred cuddle for a bit before making your way down to the great hall, the both of you in your PJs. The both of you didn’t care about other people questioning it, it was comfy. Plus…. If you’ve gotta be honest seeing Fred like this is always hot. It’s a little gift for you, ironically. Barely anyone was up and in the great hall yet, it was too early. It was about 6:00 on a Saturday and there was no way in hell most kids were going to wake up yet. You lay down, resting your head on Fred’s thighs. You mumble out an “I love you” with closed eyes and he leans down to capture your lips with his, only breaking away to return your statement. After a few minutes, George walks in and Fred gives him an odd look “what the bloody hell are you doing up”. You try your best and try your best to hide your grin, feeling Fred’s eyes on you as George explains “Did she not tell you?”. You open your eyes and sit up, kissing your boyfriend's cheek. George lifts a case a little, a case the tree of you know to be filled with mischief. Fred looks at you and grins, forcing you to return the look.
A/N: I can literally only wish for this. My writing is turning me into a Fred girl, low-key. Enjoy! <3
Summary: Fred gets frustrated while trying to learn Spanish to impress his girlfriend Y/N's parents.
Warnings/content: Fluff and kissing <3 Spanish phrases, Fem!Reader
Word count: 882 words
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"Okay," Y/N giggled as her boyfriend tickled her sides so she'd lean into him more. "Freddie, stop!" Y/N laughed, whispering a faint "I can't breathe," her smile as wide as his. Fred retracted his long arms to his sides, bending down to give Y/N a sweet kiss on the forehead. "Thank you." Y/N smiled.
Fred nodded promptly. "You were saying, my dear?"
"I was saying, translate this sentence into English. And don't forget the j's sound like h's." Y/N warned, holding up a whiteboard she'd hastily written on.
Y/N had been trying to teach Fred Spanish for the past few days, seeing as he would be meeting Y/N's Spanish-speaking parents the following week. Although it didn't really matter to Y/N's parents if her boyfriend spoke Spanish or not, Y/N thought it would be a nice gesture, and Fred was willing to learn.
Yo tengo el mejor novio del mundo. It read, which translated to, "I have the best boyfriend in the world."
Fred took a moment, stroking Y/N's arms, resting his chin on the crown of her head. "Well, I know what that means." Fred said, pointing to the word novio, adorned with black lead hearts around it, courtesy of his girlfriend.
"And what does it say?" Y/N smirked, turning herself around to look in the redhead's light brown eyes.
"Boyfriend." Fred rolled his eyes playfully, laughing at the pleased look on his girlfriend's face.
"Yep, good job, baby." Y/N said, cupping his face with both hands to press a sweet and gentle kiss on Fred's lips.
He smiled as Y/N turned back to look at the whiteboard, waiting patiently for Fred to get the rest of the sentence so he could earn his reward. A few seconds passed, and Fred huffed a sign of annoyance.
"Are you stuck, cariño?" Y/N asked, twiddling with Fred's fingers that softly rested on her tummy.
"Yeah." Fred said, his voice a little deeper, expressing frustration. "What does this word mean?" He pointed at another word that he was sure he and Y/N hadn't gone over - mundo.
"It means world." Y/N answered, enjoying the safety of Fred's long legs around her body.
"Ah, so let me take a guess at what the sentence means." Fred said, his tone more lively now. Y/N turned around to look at her handsome boyfriend, not expecting the smug grin he wore on his face. "It means I'm your world."
Y/N laughed, squinting her fingers to show how close he was. "Almost, baby." She said, watching his pretty face fall to a frown. "It's okay, we can try again. You're going to get this, I promise." Y/N comforted her boyfriend, shifting, so her head was lying on his lower abdomen. Her arms were tightly wrapped around his waist.
"No, I won't, Y/N/N. We've been studying for days, and I can't remember anything." Fred said sadly. "Why don't you just give up on me? Will it matter much to your parents if I don't-"
"Don't even think about finishing that sentence." Y/N brought a finger to Fred's lips to silence him. "My parents will love you either way. I'll love you either way." Y/N said, making Fred smile preciously as Y/N played with the bangs growing around his forehead. Y/N made a mental note to take him to get a haircut before he met the parents. "But connecting through Spanish… is so beautiful to me." She laced her fingers with her boyfriend's. "How about we just try for one more hour, and if you don't get it by then, we can move on and go buy some ice cream and catch a movie at Hogsmeade or something?" Y/N beamed, her eyes hopeful.
"Okay." Fred smiled. "For you." His lips kissed the tip of Y/N's nose, her favorite type of kisses from him.
Y/N turned back around. "So, which words do you know here?" Y/N asked, her voice as delicate as possible.
"Hm." Fred took a moment to think, not letting his frustration resurface again. "Well, I know boyfriend, world, and best."
Y/N nodded, feeling her heart swell with pride. "That's right, mi vida. Do you want me to help you out a little more, or do you wanna try to get this one on your own?"
"No, I got this one." Fred said, stroking Y/N's hair. "I… have the best boyfriend… in the world?" Fred guessed, not even really realizing what he said.
Y/N turned around, grinning happily. "Yes, I do." She said, turning her body to sit on her boyfriend's waist, positioned to face his face.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm amazing; But I do believe I haven't been given my prize yet..." Fred joked, his eyes shining bright. He strung some giggles from Y/N, who leaned in to press several kisses around his face, teasing him before she finally kissed his lips. Y/N felt Fred's smile through the kiss, bringing her arms up to lock them around his neck. Fred gently pushed Y/N's head down to his chest, letting her rest her mind.
"Mi corazón." Y/N whispered, pressing another kiss to his ear.
"Mi bebé." Fred replied sleepily, feeling his eyelids droop down. Y/N smiled to herself at the knowledge that she had never taught Fred that word, which meant that he'd been learning Spanish all on his own.
