Lucky to Have You (Fred x Reader) - Hogwart’s Trickster Series
Summary: Fred wants to see you before you go study for your exams, but one thing leads to another... and you almost get caught.
“I’m a strong man, you’re lucky to have me.” This made you chuckle slightly, wrapping your arms around his neck, making him pull you closer, “show me how lucky.”
Warnings: Implied NSFW
A/N: Part of my Hogwarts Trickster series - Snape’s Daughter series; please read the other parts too!
As per usual, you would spend Saturday in your father’s living quarters as you enjoyed his presence and wanted to spend more time with him apart from class. Even if he didn’t admit it, you knew that he enjoyed it too. Perks of being daughter to the Slytherin Head of House, you got access to your own personal house elf and could request anything at any time, which you heavily abused. Often asking for special foods and desserts that you knew were not usually made for the Hogwart’s feast.
But this weekend was different, you had promised your dorm mates that you would stay up studying for final exmas, to which you father simply dismissed with a flick of his hand when you told him. Secretly, again, you knew he was a bit disappointed that you would be missing your weekly dinner together. “I promise I’ll sleepover next Friday and Saturday!” You kissed your father’s cheek, ignoring his groan, and skipped towards your dorm.
Before you could make it to the common room, you felt a pair of hands pull you into a dip into the wall. Before you were able to pull out your wand or give any indication of protest, your mouth was covered by someone’s hand. Your eyes widen and you were ready to elbow whoever it was in the stomach. The boy who was holding onto you could clearly tell that you were ready to use physical force, as he quickly turned you to face him. “Y/N, it’s just me!”
Your eyes soften quickly when you saw your boyfriend smiling at you. “Fred!” you pushed him away, making him grunt as he hit the wall. “Don’t scare me like that again!” He laughed at your anger, “sorry, I just wanted to see you before you crawled into your dorm to study.” That last word was said with disgust, making you roll your eyes. How this boy survived in school was beyond you. It was getting closer and closer to final exams, and you did not want to fail.
You crossed your arms in fake anger, leaning against the wall, “I’m surprised you are even in the dungeons, seeing how much you hate us Slytherins.” He took a step towards you, making you notice how spacey it was behind the portrait hole was. He smirked at you and extended his hand for you to take. “I am more than willing to put aside my dislike for certain houses to visit the most beautiful girl in the entire school.”
You rolled your eyes and gave in to his flattery; you give him your hand and he pulled you flush against him. He lowered his face close to yours, looking for your lips, but wanting to torture him a little more, you sighed instead. Before his lips reached yours, you pulled away, “oh, so you only like me for my looks? I knew it….” You tried to contain you laughter as you looked away from your boyfriend. “No! Of course not!” He said pulling you closer to him, forcing you to look into his eyes, “you are my partner in crime, I can count on you for anything!”
You sighed again, “oh so you only like me because I let you get away with pranks. I see…” Pulling away from him, you almost made it out of the portrait hole before getting pulled back. “I love your laugh and your stubbornness, and your cunningness, I love you.” You looked him in the eyes and smiled, before giving him a kiss that made Fred stay planted to the floor. “I know.” You smirked cheekily and walked out of the portrait hole.
“Why you – “ Fred began as he exited right behind you, but was interrupted by you jumping on him causing him to hit the wall behind him. Your lips were on his as he cradled you, making sure you didn’t fall. You both moaned slightly into the kiss, Fred clearly surprised by your bold actions. After a few moments you stopped the kiss before it could get more heated. Even though it was almost curfew, you were still scared that some Slytherin students would be lurking around the halls.
You got off Fred and fixed the skirt you were wearing. As it was the weekend you were wearing your normal clothes. A black silk blouse tucked inside a knee length ruffled skirt, paired with some heels. Fred used to make fun of your “funeral” clothing, but slowly became to love seeing you wearing all black. Your father had always dressed you in proper clothing, but never any color, you had just gotten used to it. “Was that a reasonable goodnight kiss before going abandoning you to my studies?”
Fred was still reeling in the moment, he did not want to let you go. As you fixed your hair, that Fred had passionately ran his hands through, you felt a pair of strong hands pull at your waist. “Don’t leave,” he whispered in your ear, “come to my dorm.” You shivered in excitement, you had only slept over his dorm a hand full of times and they were memories that would last forever, but you really had to study. Additionally, it was past curfew, Filch would definitely catch them, and you did not want to explain to your father why you were heading to the Gryffindor Tower.
You kissed his neck and stepped back, “sorry love, I really can’t. These exams are going to kill me.” He pouted, giving you the cutest face you had ever seen. You groaned and pulled his hand towards your father’s quarters. “Uh, love, what are you doing?” Fred questioned, following you with curiousity. “Well we can’t go to your dorm, we’ll be caught by Filch,” you explained quickly getting closer to the door, “can’t go to mine as the girl’s will be wide awake, and I’m not a fan of exhibitionism. Unless you are darling?” Fred blushed and shook his head, imagining the awkwardness that situation would create. “So, you are taking me…?” He pushed those thoughts away to ask his girlfriend about where they were going.
“To my father’s quarters, I have a room there. A small muffling charm and he won’t even notice.” Fred stopped in his tracks. Thinking about Snape completely put him off doing anything with anyone. This made you stop too, turning to him you pulled him closer by his belt hoops, “come on Fred, where is that Gryffindor bravery.” He put away the thought of Snape and focused on the beauty in front of him. He snickered as you pulled him for a kiss, “can’t get enough of me, huh Y/N.”
Rolling your eyes after what felt like the 10th time that night, you opened the door to your father’s quarters. You both held your breaths as you guided Fred to your room. You pushed him in first, but apparently your father had a charm on the door since he called your name. Fred and your eyes widen and you pushed Fred further into your room, both failing around looking for a place to hide. “Y/N,” your father’s deep voice was around the corner of your room.
Fred dove under your bed as your father walked through the open door. “Daddy!” you yelled a little too loud, cringing at your response to the situation. You hadn’t called him that since you were a child and quickly regretted doing so. The professor’s eyebrows rose when he heard the name, and began to walk closer to you. Maintaining the smile that was on your face was becoming more and more difficult the closer he got to you. He stopped about a foot away from you, causing you to look up to him, smile still intact.
“I thought you were going to study.” He said calmly staring at you with narrow eyes. Your smile almost faltered in fear that he would see through your lies, but you were a Slytherin, lying was your forte. Except maybe to the Head of House, who happened to be your father. “Oh, yes. I went to the dorm but the girls were being too rowdy,” you lied easily, “they were not concentrating enough for me, so I decided to come back here instead.”
Your father’s eyes scanned the room, as if your lies left any evidence. He looked back at you, your smile still there. Suddenly you felt a push in your mind, causing you to drop your smile. Let me in. Your father’s words in your mind, causing you scowl slightly. “You don’t trust your daughter to tell you the truth, father.” It was Snape’s turn to scowl, “if you are telling the truth, why won’t you let me in?”
“A good occlumens knows how to shield their mind at all times,” you answered staring at your father, “so this is in fact your fault, father, for teaching me well.” Snape scoffed, hearing the underlying flattery in your tone, and he began to leave the room. But not without trying to enter your mind once more, causing you to push him even further out of your memories. When he reached your door, he turned and nodded to you, ordering you to sleep.
“Good night! I love you!” you yelled, always needing the last word, as he closed your door. When you turned around, Fred was already getting out from under your bed. He was pale white, clearly still feeling the after effects of almost getting caught. Before he could say anything, you began to laugh. Fred stared at you, and for the first time did not laugh along.
He instead stared at you with a confused expression, as you doubled down and laughed harder. “Oh Merlin, that was – “ you interrupted yourself with more laughing, “that was terrifying!” He looked at you even more confused, “funny way you react to fear Y/N, is that a Slytherin thing?” This made you laugh even louder, to which Fred ran to cover your mouth, not really wanting Snape to come back to investigate the source of your laughter.
You pushed his hand off and giggled softly, “oh calm down, I have a muffling charm in my room. Father hates when I make any noise.” Fred nodded and relaxed, but still a little shaken. “I have never seen you so terrified in my life,” you admitted to your boyfriend, “you the Hogwart’s Trickster was scared! A bloody Gryffindor scared by my father!” You laughed again, holding onto his shoulder as you shook.
This caused Fred to roll his eyes, “I was not scared.” He puffed out his chest and pushed you off. You smiled at this and kissed his cheek, “sure, darling.” He shook his head, “promise. I’m a strong man, you’re lucky to have me.” This made you chuckle slightly, wrapping your arms around his neck, making him pull you closer, “show me how lucky,” you said closing the gap between each other.
Let’s just say, not even Snape could stop the lovebirds from having their way.
A/N: Follow the rest of this series using the hashtag #fxr-trickster !
Perfect Day Pt. 1 (Fred x Reader) - Hogwart's Trickster Series
Part x of x
Summary: It was the most important and painful day of your life. You were giving birth to your baby and was so happy to become a parent. Being the Hogwarts Trickster’s fiance was amazing.
Author’s Note: This probably gonna be a serious of drabbles in the same timeline. But I really wanted to start with this one for some reason. I hope you like it!
Y/N = Your Name
Y/N/N = Your Nick Name
Y/D/N = Your Daughter’s Name
Your screams filled the room around them, and even with the muffling spell, everyone could hear them in the house. You tried hard to stifle them, but it served no purpose. A grunt escaped your lips as another contraction raced through your nerves. “You’re doing amazing, Y/N!” Mrs. Weasley held her hand and patted a sweated rag on your forehead. You smiled through the moans and squeezed her hand back, “I’ll believe that once this beautiful amazing thing gets out of me,” trying hard not to sound as sarcastic as you felt.
The past 9 months were amazing, you had the most amazing support from not only your fiancé but your in laws and family too. Thinking about your fiancé just made you even more moody: he was late. They sent a patronous an hour ago to the shop but apparently, he got stuck at work. “Oh dear, don’t worry Fred will be here soon,” your mother in law stated as if she could read your mind. ‘I will kill him’ was the only thing that went through your mind as another contraction rattled your body.
Your screams again filled the room as the healer came back to the room with a bucket of water. “Okay darling, in a few minutes I’m going to ask you to push.” You could only nod your head, your mind still thinking about your infuriating husband to be. “FRED! I’m going to MURDER you!” You screamed to no one, while Mrs Weasly simply laughed. She sighed and patted your hand, “I remember my first birth…”
As if it were magic, he appeared. “I’m here, love!” Your eyes met his and all your fury escaped. He had the biggest smile ever, but what caught your eye was the bouquet of flowers in his hand. He ran up to you and kissed your forehead, dropping the flowers on the nightstand. “Ready?” he whispered to you, grabbing your hand with a kiss. You simply nodded and looked at the healer as she placed her hands ready to receive your future child.
Several moments later, your screams were changed for the ones of a baby. You were left panting, holding onto Fred for dear life. Both of yours eyes flew to your child, as the healer was cleaning and examining the newborn. “We did it,” you said in between gasps. Fred looked straight into your eyes and kissed your lips. “No, love, you did it. Thank you so much for making me the happiest man alive,” he said with a wink. You blushed and looked at your newborn again.
It was crazy how after all these years he could still make you blush and giggle like a schoolgirl. You couldn’t believe how much you loved him and now they had a testament to that love. A child. So much history had occurred between the two, that honestly you couldn’t understand how you ended up here. Engaged to the Hogwart’s trickster, with a child and a happy family.
“It’s a girl!” the healer stated to the new parents. “Yes! Let me see the most beautiful girl in the world!” Fred yelled clapping his hands, acting childish once more. You sighed while looking at Mrs Weasley, who had stepped back to give the happy couple some privacy. You both knew what you were thinking: ‘I am going to raise not only one child, but two…’ She laughed slightly while walking over to see her grandchild.
“Y/N/N! Look how cute she is!” Fred walked over showing off their daughter. You stared at her in awe. Fred put her into your arms before you could even react, still speechless you looked at her closely. She was the perfect combination of the both of you. She had his eyes and your hair, and the mix of both of your complexions. She was gorgeous. Your eyes began to tear up and you smiled at her. This moment was perfect, just like her. “What is her name?” the healer asked giving them a small smile.
Fred stared into your eyes and like telepathy spoke together with a smile. “Y/D/N.” Mrs Weasley let out a sob from next to you, “Oh that’s beautiful, Y/N!” She launched herself at the new family and hugged them in tears. “You both are going to be the most amazing parents, I’m so proud of you both.” Fred laughed and patted his mother, “Okay, mother you can calm down now. Don’t start with your wailing now.” She swatted his arm and cleaned up her tears. You laughed slightly, still in awe of your daughter, “I think what he meant to say was thank you, Mrs Weasley.”
“Oh darling, this is amazing. I’m going to make you so soup, you need your energy back for baby Y/D/N.” She walked towards the door, as Fred yelled at her to make him some too (he said he lost energy just by looking at you scream like a banshee – that earned him a slap on the arm too). Before she closed the door, Mrs Weasley peered in and looked at you, “your father would be so proud of you.”
That comment made your eyes widen. You had purposely put away the thought of your father away. It caused too much pain to think about him. There was nothing you wouldn’t give for him to be with you during such an important moment. Fred could see your eyes watering, but not of happiness. “Hey,” he grabbed your chin facing you to him, “he would have loved to be here and he loves you so much.”
You could only nod and went back to cooing at your daughter, putting those thoughts away.
Author’s Note: You will find out who Y/N’s father is soon! If you want to follow the story follow the hashtag #fxr-trickster
