Please update your vulnera sentura if I spelt that wrong sorry 😂, I love your work and that is my favourite series it sooo good ❤️
Hi love! Thank you so much for your support! I'm so glad you enjoy the series. I've actually just posted a new one-shot following on from the last instalment, which you can find here.
with how desperate for Percy's attention the twins come across to me all I can think about is a potion mishap causing them to de-age physically and mentally and then the baby!twins following Percy around like little ducklings and causing havoc when people try to separate them from him
All the while Percy is just like "well this is nostalgic"
I also like the idea of Molly trying to take them back to the burrow to wait it out and them pitching a giant fit
If this also leads to Molly realizing she put far to much on Percy when it came to taking care of them then good
TW: Bullying, shouting, a few swears (I think that’s it) Not proof read I’m sorry!!
Enjoy :) xxx
The sound of typing filled the small office, Fred knew instantly that it was the new shop manager, Y/N, she had only just been hired but seemed to spend every single waking minute working tirelessly on the books or ordering.
“Morning” Fred said quietly attempting not to startle her, she lifted her head up and gave Fred an award winning smile. Fred felt his breath get taken away each time she grinned at him, there was something so perfect about her energy that just made Fred want to spend every single waking moment with her.
“Hey Fred, how are you?” She beamed, running a hand through her perfectly curled hair,
“I’m good, you’re looking well” he commented
“Thank you! I thought I’m trying out a new mascara so it must be working” She chuckled, looking up at Fred as he took a few steps closer to her, there was a flash of something behind her eyes something Fred couldn’t put his finger on.
“You’re in early” He said trying to pull his attention back to work, it was far to easy to forget that Y/N was his employee
“Sorry, I should have mentioned it’s just that I knew we had to make another order of Pygmy Puff food, couldn’t let them starve” she chuckled
“I didn’t even notice that” Fred said scratching the back of his neck, suddenly filled with embarrassment that Y/N was doing his job for him
“That’s why you hired me!” She grinned “You shouldn’t have to worry about things like that”
“Still, I’m sorry” Fred said
“You don’t need to be, you’re the boss you’re not supposed to be doing anything” She said
“Not sure that’s totally true” Fred said
“Pretty sure that’s why all managers get hired” she said,
“Look at you two early birds” George stepped into the office and made his way straight to the coffee machine “You know I never will understand why we keep the good coffee in here and not in our flat” He said to Fred,
“Because we like to give our employees a reason to keep working”
“Yeah the coffee’s the only reason” Y/N grinned, hoping Fred didn’t notice the way her gaze lingered on him for a second too long
“Well Georgie we better get opening up the shop” Fred said
“You go, I need at least another coffee before I have to face anyone yet” George said
“I’ll be down as soon as I’m done” Y/N said with a gentle smile
— — —
“Sorry I was so long, the delivery date said they couldn’t deliver before next month, so I had to call up the company - well long story short they’re delivering it tomorrow but before 9 so I’m happy to come in early as I sorted it?” She said
“I couldn’t ask you to come in early, I’ll make sure George is up!” Fred grinned
“I’m sure he’ll be thrilled” Y/N said quietly Fred let out a hearty laugh, Y/N felt as though her heart grew three times as big just from the sound.
“Hey Freddie!” Angelina called as she stepped into the shop, Y/N instantly turned her back to her and busied herself with tidying up the shelf which Fred had already tidied just a few minutes before
“Hey Angie, we don’t usually see you this way, what’s up?”
“Just thought I’d check up on you, I heard you hired a manager” She commented “I wanted to check them out!”
“Well you’re in luck, Y/N?” Fred said tapping Y/N on the shoulder, she turned so Angelina couldn’t see her face but Fred could, her smile had been wiped away and she attempted to beg Fred to not introduce them, but he didn’t quite get her signals, “This is Y/N, Y/N this is Angelina”
“It’s wonderful to meet— Merlin, You’re Y/N!” She said a wicked smile crossing her face
“You two know each other?” Fred asked
“No”
“Yes!”
They spoke at the same time, Y/N silently wishing the ground would swallow her whole
“Freddie you don’t remember do you?” Angelina laughed, “Uncurl the hair and take off the makeup and you’ve got the Y/N I know” She grinned
“What are you talking about”
“Fugly Y/N” Angelina said
“Angie!” Fred stopped her instantly
“Come on Freddie you were the one that came up with the nickname” Angelina laughed
“Y/N, oh Merlin you’re right I do remember now!” Fred laughed, Y/N pushed the tears away from falling,
“You’ve really changed Y/N” Angelina said “Make up really can do wonders, but sadly it can’t change you that much, I can’t believe Fred hired you”
“I’ve uhh got a thing to do” Y/N said turning away from Angelina
“Hang on a second” Angelna said and suddenly Y/N was transported back to fourth year when Angelina made it her goal to ruin Y/N’s life “Freddie, can I ask you something?”
“What?” Fred said, his voice seemed strained but Y/N didn’t pick up on it
“Would you have hired her if you had known this Y/N was Gryffindor’s resident freak?” Angelina asked, Fred hesitated for a second “I guess that’s a no then”
“I have to go” Y/N said hurrying off in the direction of the office
— — —
“You ok Y/N?” George asked kicking his feet off of the desk as she walked in,
“I need to go home” She said, George looked shocked he was never the one who Y/N went to when there was an issue, that was always Fred
“Uh I guess that’s fine, is everything ok?”
“I need to go George” She repeated
“Yeah go, go, just let me know if I can help with anything” George said quietly
Within the second Y/N had disapperated out the room,
“Where is she?” Fred asked bursting into the room
“Who?” George said
“Y/N, where is she?” Fred said hurriedly
“She went home” George said simply “What is going on?” He asked
“It’s Y/N, from school” Fred said
“Y/N?” George asked
“Yeah, Fugly Y/N. You know that poor girl we terrorised for fun? Yeah that’s Y/N”
“Shit” George said as the pieces fell into place
“Angie came and made the connection and it just started again and I need to find her and apologise”
“Fred please tell me you didn’t call her that again?” George asked, his brother didn’t even need to reply George already knew the answer from the way Fred looked at him, “How didn’t we make that connection?”
“Because she’s different now”
“You’ve got a lot of apologising to do, you were the one who made that nickname up”
“Yeah but I didn’t do it because she was ugly” Fred snapped
“Why did you do it then?”
“Because, because”
“Because you liked her and didn’t want anyone else to” George said putting the pieces together
“Look I was young and stupid and didn’t know what else to do” Fred said frustratedly
“You’re an idiot”
“Yes I know, but I need to go and apologise, so just cover me okay?!”
“Yeah fine”
— — — — —
Fred knocked on the door, he straightened his back as the door swung open. He was met with a rather angry looking Draco,
“Go” He said simply
“Malfoy what the hell? Where’s Y/N?”
“We’re roommates, and she doesn’t want to see you so go” he said standing in the centre of the doorway so Fred couldn’t even push through if he wanted to
“How do you even know each other?”
“Well after you ruined her life she came to me, old family friends. You’re not about to hurt her again”
“I’m not leaving, not until I see her”
“Then you’re going to be here a bloody long time” Draco said bluntly
“Here” Y/N’s voice called from further into the house, a letter floated delicately towards Fred
“What is this?” Fred asked as the letter dropped into his hand,
“Her resignation, see it wouldn’t have come to this if you had proved you’ve changed but your hesitation suggests you haven’t so off you go” Draco said
“Y/N please, I need to apologise” Fred raised his voice “I was stupid and young and didn’t know what to do”
“Go” Draco said,
“it’s ok Draco, he’s not going to go” Y/N said coming to the door
“Y/N please just let me explain everything”
“Come in” She said bluntly leading him to what looked like a lounge area, she sat on one sofa and Fred took the seat next to her
“I screwed up, really badly” Fred said
“Why did you hesitate?” She asked
“What?”
“When Angelina asked you if you would hired me when you knew you hesitated”
“No no no, I didn’t hesitate I was still taking everything in, I swear I didn’t hesitate” He said grabbing Y/N’s hands
“I thought we could move past it, but I don’t think I can now. You were the one who made my life miserable because of that stupid nickname”
“Look I’ll admit that I made it up but it’s not what you think”
“What is it then? You were bored and wanted a bit of fun? You were secretly in love with me and didn’t want anyone else to like me? You were—“
“Okay it is what you think, I’m not sure I’d call it love but I liked you back then and Oliver was going around saying he was going to ask you out and it was the first thing that came to mind”
“Please tell me you’re joking” Y/N said “You ruined my entire school life because you liked me?”
“It was stupid and reckless and immature but I’m not that guy anymore”
“Fred I can’t do this, I’ve heard you out so please can you just go now?”
Request: I had two Ginny idolizing reader requests so this is the first one! I can't find the exact request but the other will be posted during this coming week.
Warning: None (vv short sad part)
Word Count: 3.8k
“Give me back my girlfriend, Ginny. I heard that you’re holding her hostage.”
A loud chorus of knocks sounded out from Ginny Weasley’s dorm room. Dinner had finished an hour before and since the meal ceased, Fred had been searching the entire ground for you, his girlfriend. After about thirty minutes tracing your typical patterns and steps around Hogwarts, Fred ran into Angelina and Alicia who informed him of your whereabouts.
They happily explained to them that they saw Ginny dragging you away after dinner. The girls cooed to Fred about how adorable it was that his girlfriend hung out with his little sister, something Fred didn’t exactly view the same.
Fred Weasley checked your dorm room, the common room, the library, Hermione’s dorm, and finally Ginny’s room. As he trudged up the stone steps grounchily, his ears perked to a point at the ring of a voice that was tattooed in his heart. Your innocent, childlike giggle played like a melody in the empty stairwell.
Fred could feel the corner of his lip tugging up to a smile at the sound. That sugared chortle that he had heard millions of times before but somehow still felt his breath catch at the sound. Standing outside his little sister’s door, Fred’s annoyance was dissolving by your haromous voice echoing from the opposite side.
When Ginny failed to open her dorm up the first round of knock, Fred banged on the door again. Huffing in annoying, Ginny shot you a look, already knowing Fred was gonna scold her. She crawled off her bed and waltzed over to her door, taking her sweet time as she did. You couldn’t help the giggles that rumbled through your chest.
Swing the door open swiftly, Ginny glared at Fred with flames blazing in her eyes. If they weren’t related, he might’ve felt a hint of her wrath. But she was his little sister and not even at her angriest did Fred find her intimidating, not in the slightest.
Ginny Weasley was only thirteen yet her sass and feistiness was beyond her years. Growing up with only brothers probably played a hand. The young girl sent her brother a disgusted look then growled at him,
“I am not holding her hostage! For your information, Y/n happens to be my friend. Might sound surprising to you but she actually enjoys hanging out with me, Fred.”
Fred looked past his sister at the mention of your name. A smile lifted to his lips when he found you. You returned the gesture
“You’re right, that does sound surprising.” The snarky remark caused Ginny to furrow her face in a scowl. Lunging forward the youngest Weasley snapped for her older brother, although missed by a long shot.
“You’re infuriating, Fred!” She howled. Her face was turning red with every second that ticked by. If the situation had been different, you might’ve laughed. Getting between the Weasley siblings when they were arguing- that just wasn’t safe for anyone. Ginny’s aggravation was fuming from her pores as she sent you pleading looks to stay.
It was now that you took a look at the old wooden clock hanging on the way above her roommate's bed. The little hand was pointing to the six as the big hand was approaching eleven. The time seemed to fly by at light speed. You had promised to help Ginny hang up some lights in her room. She had wanted to decorate it just likes yours, as she practically admired anything you did. It made you feel special knowing Ginny looked up to you. You had never experienced it before so it was exciting- but also slightly pressurized- to know she was admiring you as a big sister.
Fred let out an exaggerated groan leaning against the wall next to the door.
“Can I please have my girlfriend back? You got your girl time in. Y/n promised to hangout with me tonight, so I’m rescuing her!” A cheeky wink was thrown your way as Fred walked further in the room, slowly sneaking up to you. The annoyed girl rolled her eyes then ignored her brother. She looked back at you and pursed her lips into a thin line. Ginny was too oblivious to notice his stagger but your attention remained set on him the entire time. You didn’t fight the smirk lifting to your lips as he inched closer, and closer until his feet were only steps from his sister’s back. It was then Ginny noticed the amused tint to your face but before she could bring it to light, Fred bent down in one fluid motion and gripped his hands on either side of your hips. As light as a feather he swept you up and quickly darted for the door, as to escape Ginny before she had the chance to retaliate.
“Wait- hey!” Fred slammed the large door then proceeded down the steps.
“Freddie, love, that wasn’t nice.” The giggles poured from your soul as Fred continued to carry you down the stairs, then took a sharp right, and started walking up the boy’s dormitory staircase. You rested your head against the blade of his shoulder, bobbing with every step he took. He was so handsome, even from the most unpleasant angels. His sharp features stuck out in the darkness, striking your heart. His arms cradled you while he laughed,
“Oh shush, you didn’t try to stop me. Wasn’t exactly nice of you to just run off in the middle of dinner. You still have time to make it up to me, though.” The teasing arrogance didn’t go unnoticed. You laughed into the material of his sweater, clutching to his chest. The movement of his legs stopped and he softly leaned over to place you on the ground. Taking his wand out from his back pocket he unlocked his door and opened it up for you to walk in.
You stepped into the quiet room then turned to you boyfriend,
“George and Lee in?” You asked. The grin that rose to his lips was an answer enough. Fred closed the door behind him with a slam then jumped onto his bed with a flop. You watched him lay in the middle of the mattress, throwing his hands in a fold behind his head. He shrugged his shoulders and replied,
“Nope. Was there something in particular you had in mind of doing?” His mask of innocence wasn’t fooling either of you, but it was part of the fun. Keeping your eyes glued to his, you slipped the material of your robes off, leaving you in a white long sleeve button up and a small plaid skirt. You basked in the widening eyes of your boyfriend as he shifted on the comforter. His eyes raked over your body from your head down to your toes. You noticed his gaze particularly set on your exposed legs. Smirking to him you sauntered over to his bed and climbed in with him. His large hands found your bottom instantly.
“I think you know, Freddie.”
Almost a week later, it happened again. Fred was scrambling around the Gryffindor common room asking every waking student if they had seen you. Most students were getting ready for dinner, some already there. George was waiting near the portrait watching curiously as his twin ran around the room from person to person. Even to George it was a bit strange no one had seen you, although as the hours dragged on he took into account the absence of his little sister also. George sighed to himself then kicked his leg into the wall, leaning back against the brick waiting patiently for Fred.
On the opposite side of the large room, the other half of the Weasley twins was talking to Lee Jordan, seeing if he had any valuable information. Lee, just like everyone else he asked, had no clue where you were. Right as his conversation with Lee was dwindling, the sigh of a curly haired girl caught Fred’s eyes and he abruptly excused himself from Lee and ran over.
As Fred reached Hermione, he gave her shoulder a line of taps,
“Hermione! Hey! Do you know where Y/n is? George said he saw you two in the courtyard this morning but I haven’t seen her all day.” Fred questioned the bright witch in a pleasing tone. She swiveled around and tilted her head to the side causing her frizzy hair to bounce like springs. Eyebrows knitted together, her lips scrunched to the side. Deep in thought she hummed to herself then answered,
“No I don’t at the moment, Fred, I’m sorry. I spent the morning with her and Ginny but I haven’t seen either of them since we left the library around lunch. That was hours ago, though. Maybe try checking Ginny’s room?” Hermione offered.
You had been studying most of the morning in the courtyard then in the library. Ginny and Hermione joined you, despite all three of you being in different years. Not that it came as much of a surprise, but Hermione helped you with your work without missing a beat. Where you were stuck for minutes, she had finished four questions ago. She was a brilliant friend to have, schoolwise and personally. You might be older than the young witch but Hermione’s advice was like no others so you loved having her around.
Fred shook his head and mumbled a ‘no’.
“That was the first place I looked. Don’t know where she is either. Did I do something? Y/n’s not upset with me is she?” The fear and worry in his voice soaked the air and Hermione gave him a gaze of bewilderment.
“What? She didn’t say anything to me about being mad at you and I’m sure she would’ve if she were. She seemed perfectly fine so I don’t think it’s that. Ginny was the one who seemed in a mood if anything.” She stated firmly. As close as the two of you were, you would have told Hermione if Fred angered you. You shared everything with her.
The towering boy nodded, eyes scanning the space behind Hermione. He was running out of places to check and people to ask. Hermione was his best bet next to Ginny and no one knew where Ginny was either which, for anyone capable of putting 2 and 2 together meant you and Ginny were more likely than not together somewhere.
“Thanks, Hermione. Let me know if you see either of them, please.” Hermione nodded and smiled kindly to Fred, then walked off to join Harry and Ron. Fred took off towards the portrait, yelling to George that he would be back shortly.
Leaving the common room Fred shut the painting behind him and made his way to the moving staircase. While standing on the middle step, he tried to think if he was a girl, where would he go? The bathroom? No, not for that long. A swim in the lake? Well, it was a few weeks out from winter so that was unlikely. Fred huffed as he hopped off the stairs on the fourth floor and walked towards the library. Passing by he noticed a group of Hufflepuff boys sitting around a table and Professor Pince shushing them furiously. He kept on past the library and made his way down a mostly empty corridor.
The clock was nearing five in the afternoon and it was definitely out of the ordinary for the two of you to go this long in one day without even passing by one another. Maybe you were in the common room. Just with his luck you would show up right when he left. As the thought seemed to be a possibility, the sudden sound of your familiar light, delicate voice, hit his ears. Halting completely, Fred peeked his head towards the staircase on his left where the noise came from.
“Y/n?” The inquiry came quietly. Fred half wondered if he had imagined it. No reply came to his question, but he did hear someone speaking again, a new voice he recognized as his little sister’s. Moving closer to the open, cobble stairwell, Fred suddenly stopped when he heard the shaky voice of his little sister and the sound of tears splashing against the hard ground.
“He doesn’t even notice me, Y/n! I’m practically invisible in his eyes… I hate it.” Ginny’s somber cries became louder as Fred stood just on the other side of the arch in the wall. He caught a small glimpse of the scene around the wall. On the bottom step, you and Ginny were sitting next to each other. Her head leaned on your shoulder as she sobbed sadly. It was a new sight- Fred was pretty sure he hadn’t seen Ginny cry since she was in diapers. Part of him wanted to beat the daylights out of whoever hurt his little sister, but he knew it would only cause more chaos for Ginny if he injected himself now. Fred was brought back to reality when your comforting tone reassured Ginny.
“Oh Ginny, don’t say that. He’s just stupid- boys are like that. I honestly don’t think he realizes what he’s doing.”
Fred wondered who you were talking about. Did Ginny fancy someone? The sniffles of his sister shook the air. Her face left your shoulder as she buried it into the sleeves of her jacket. The material soaked up her salty teardrops and she forced herself to take some deep breaths in order to calm down. Just as her body stopped quivering, the thought entered her mind again and she remarked,
“He’s never gonna-”
Fred looked on in surprise as you leaned forward and pulled Ginny in for a tight hug. Your hand rubbed along her back, soothing the young girl. She rubbed her eyes constantly, the redness only worsening. Pulling away, you rubbed the drops away from under Ginny’s eyes and gave her a small smile,
“No, he will. I just think he’s got all this stuff with ‘he-who-must-not-be-named’ on his mind… but even if he doesn’t, then he’s not the one. You’re an amazing person, Ginny. Any guy would be lucky to have you but you’re too young to be heartbroken over a little boy. I don’t want you wasting your time being sad about boys when you should be having fun with me and your friends!”
“You really mean that, Y/n?” Her eyes lit in hopefulness. Ginny had quickly become a little sister of sorts to you. Seeing her upset, hurt, mad, anything, you felt it too. Although Ginny was young, only thirteen. You didn’t want her ruining herself chasing after a boy who wasn’t able to give her the time and attention she deserved. Being friends with Harry, your judgement told you that the poor boy most likely didn’t even catch onto the fact Ginny fancied him.
Chosen one? Yes. Oblivious one? Also yes.
On the other side of the wall, Fred’s heart was basically goop from the exchange. He messed with his sister, sure, but she was still his baby sister and it meant the world to him to see you, his girlfriend, so kind, and sweet to Ginny.
“I would never lie to you, Ginny.” You promised her.
“I should go wash up before dinner, I’m sure I look a mess! I’ll see you then, okay? And… thank you, Y/n. It means a lot to have you around and I don’t know, it’s cool to have you as a friend.” She reached forward and gave you one last hug. You grinned at her and said,
“Of course, Ginny. It’s cool to have you as a friend as well.”
Fred smiled to himself. He never realized just how much his sister looked up to you and it made him feel prouder than ever to call you his.
Not long later, Ginny rushed off down the staircase heading back for her dorm room. It had been hours since she’d return so it didn’t seem like the best choice to go missing for hours then show up for dinner with a blotchy face from crying. She wasn’t up for the questions and prying. You waved goodbye to her then sat for a few moments by yourself in silence. Well, at least you had assumed you were alone.
Right as your body began sinking in relaxation into the step, an entering pair of footsteps caused your eyes to snap open. Emerging from the open hallway outside the stairwell was a particular adorning red head you had grown to love so much. Fred stepped in through the arch and grinned at you. You were surprised by his presence, you had yet to see him all day, having spent most of it comforting Ginny, so you were taken aback that he was able to find you.
“Freddie! How did you find me?” You jumped up with a grin and threw your arms around Fred’s neck. His knees pulled him down from the force and his hands wrapped around your waist, accepting the embrace fully. Chuckling loudly Fred joked,
“Ah, so you were hiding from me!”
You sent him a narrowed look and pointed towards the direction where Ginny had retreated.
“No, no, I wasn’t hiding. Your sister needed me so I decided to be with her. I’m sorry, I should’ve told you-” Your apology was cut short by the feeling of Fred’s plump lips kissing yours. He kept the kiss short and sweet, just wanting to taste your lips. He went almost the whole day not seeing you so he wasn’t able to resist for much longer. You kissed him back, a bit more forcefully than Fred. His lips danced against yours, the action of snogging being second nature among you two. Fred pulled away slowly, his lips staying close to yours. Your foreheads were leaning against each other, smiles plastered on both your lips.
“That was maybe the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. You were so nice to Ginny, love. You didn’t need to do that.” He insisted in a whisper tone. Moving your forehead against his you explained,
“I wanted to, she’s my friend. I really care about her and… I don’t know, I’ve never had someone who looks up to me so, it’s kinda fun to know someone thinks I’m admirable.”
Glancing up, Fred’s eyes were already locked on yours. The warmth and homeiness of his honey pooled eyes pulled you in. Brown eyes never looked so perfect until you met Fred. Stepping up on your tiptoes, your hand secured itself along Fred’s jaw as you tugged him towards you. He parted his lips as you planted another kiss to his mouth. It was more of a peck, a tinny smooch leaving you to separate quickly. Leaning back into Fred’s arms, you basked in his hold. Never once did you ever feel exposed to danger when Fred had his arms clasped around you. It was impossible.
“That’s why I love you, you’re just perfect in every way. Everyday you find new ways to make me fall in love with you all over again...you’re too sweet, darling. Thank you for looking out for Ginny. It means a lot to me. Even if it means I have to share my time with you, which is just criminal, it does mean a lot.” His lips wasted no time scattering a mess of small, wet kisses along your face. No inch was left unkissed. You giggled wildly as he continued for a few moments. Planting one last kiss to your pursed lips, Fred stopped his attack and leaned back to smirk at you. Your laughter died out as you began to calm yourself. Smiling over to Fred, you reached for his hand and squeezed it in reassurance. “Of course, Freddie. I love you, babe.”
Lifting his hand, he rested his cheek on the skin of your hand. His face turned so he could press a faint peck to your hand, then he glanced up at you through his lashes.
“I love you too, darling. How bout we make up for all that lost time, hm?” That devilish, mischievous smirk you saw far too often had returned. Playing dumb you just chuckled,
“I was thinking the exact same thing, I was wanting some dinner too!”
“You know that wasn’t what-” You interrupted him, placing your pointer finger in the center of his lips creating a ‘shush’ gesture. He stared at you waiting for the next move. It was now you who held the bold smirk. You grasped Fred’s hand and pulled him towards the stairs so you could get to the Great Hall. His face fell in disappointment, clearly expecting a different turn of events. You didn’t leave him down for long when you batted your long lashes up at Fred and stated,
“Dinner first, then dessert after, okay?” It was the way you said it rather than the words themselves that did him in. That playful gleam that sparked in your eyes, he loved it.
Fred immediately felt his clothes, more specifically his trousers, turn tight at your words alone. He side eyed you as you skipped down the steps, unsure if you were the one teasing him now, or if you were being truthful. Narrowing his peer in seriousness, Fred tried to decipher the sickly sweet smirk on your lips. It wasn’t until you turned the tables, lifting his hand up to kiss the back of it, that he realized you weren’t joking. Eagerness took over as Fred locked his hand even more securely around yours and sped up his pace to the Great Hall.
“Anything you say, love.”
He practically chased you the whole way to the dinning hall, your loud laughter filling the silence in the air. Your friends chuckled when they saw you two running in. You guys never seemed happier and it made all they ecstatic to see their friends finding love with each other. George waved the two of you over having saved a spot next to him for both of you. Fred escorted you to the opening, his hand never leaving yours even when you sat. For the rest of the meal, Fred’s hand rotated between your hand and your thigh, but never left your skin. And when Ginny sat down and smiled over at you, engaging you in conversation, Fred just squeezed your hand with a small grin, and pretended not to listen in. From then on, Fred only interrupted your hangout sessions to join in, and surprisingly, Fred Weasley was a great gossiper.
preview: y/n and fred have been going out for a while, fred feels like it’s time to take the next step, apparently y/n doesn’t feel the same way.
warnings: hogwarts au, fred is in a band! (band members: y/n, fred, george and dean thomas), mentions of sex, fred being heartbroken, overall angst. THERE WILL BE A PART TWO
part 2
everything seemed to be going great for you on your seventh year at hogwarts, you had recently joined a band with your best friend dean thomas. he recommended you to the other members of the band, who happened to be none other than fred and george weasley.
the band became a huge success in not only hogwarts, but also hogsmeade where you’d perfom multiple times a week.
undeniably, fred and yourself had some chemistry. you felt attracted to him, but feelings? meh. he feels the same way, or so you thought. you walked freely through the corridors, classes done. next you had quidditch practice, but since you still had some free time you decided to look for your friends.
you bumped into your girl best friend, hermione, or like you liked to call her, the cat lady. bookworm. mione. the list could go on. “y/n, hi! i haven’t seen you in a while, how are you and fred? i need updates.” you walked outside, sat on a bench to feel more comfortable to talk.
“well i don’t know, i don’t have any feelings for him.” hermione furrowed her eyebrows, she was confused. so all the hand holding, laughing at each others jokes, sleeping in the same dorm...meant nothing? “what do you mean you don’t have feelings for him? did i miss something?”
“mione, we both know fred and i would never work out. he’s just fun to be around.” little did you know, fred was walking by your bench and heard everything. what you said alarmed him, he didn’t mean to eavesdrop but.. he just couldn’t not do it. “i mean we’re completely different, we’ve just been sleeping together, you know.. just friends with benefits. it means nothing.”
just friends with benefits? fred could feel his heart shatter bit by bit. ‘it means nothing.’ those words echoed in his head for a while, and he could feel tears prickling his eyes. when he snapped out of it, he noticed you’d already left to go to quidditch practice.
fred was devastated, to say the least. he had everything planned. he was going to send you a note during defense against the dark arts class, asking you to meet him at the black lake, then he’d spill his heart out for you and ask you to be his. make it official.
he’d been daydreaming about it for weeks now, he’d even talked about it to his brother and dean and they were all very excited for him. he walked back to the castle, shoulders deflated and head hung low. he just wanted to cry, every second. he was running to his dorm when he ran into oliver wood, captain of the gryffindor quidditch team.
“hey mate! it’s time for quidditch practice, where do you think you’re going?” fred completely dismissed him, he just wanted to be alone. he locked himself inside his dorm, opening the drawer in his nightstand. there it was. the promise ring he’d gotten you.
fred had been carefully keeping it safe, waiting for the right time. “well, guess i won’t need this anymore.” he whispered to himself, forcing a chuckle and examining the ring in his hand. he felt like he’d lost his balance, his entire world. he looked at his mirror, still finding a little bit of your red lipstick smeared on his neck.
he then looked through the window, finding you on top of your broom, cute white butterfly clips holding your hair back, looking so happy, and so carefree. hermione on the bench cheering for you.
“well, i guess this is better than rejection.”
maybe you deserved better.
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