Theodore never thought he'd have to spent his years in Hogwarts without you. His parents also never thought they'd see the biggest tears running down his face when they told him you'd be learning in Beauxbatons.
"Star.." That's what Theodore's dormmates back in Hogwarts heard him mumble every single night as he tossed and rolled around in deep slumber.
His best friend Mattheo could've swore his ears fell off one time he had to listen to Theo ramble everything about you for half the entire day. As soon as Theo opens his mouth on something that reminds him of you, everyone scrambles excuses to leave and his closest friends are already leaning on the couch or sitting on the floor—preparing to listen for hours. With the words that passed through Theo's lips, he found himself healing in the burning absence of your presence.
Pretty, beautiful, sweet, amazing, lovely, shy, and cute. That's what came out of his mouth almost every single time.
Almost no contrast to what his mates didn't hear.
Almost.
2.) 𝐻𝐸 𝐽𝐸𝑅𝐾𝑆 𝑂𝐹𝐹 𝑇𝑂 𝑌𝑂𝑈.
"Fuck you're so pretty." He pants while looking at a polaroid picture you sent of yourself—fully dressed, by the way.
It was labeled 'for Teddy'.
"So beautiful."
"I bet that little pussy tastes as sweet as you look into that camera."
"Must look s'cute under me."
As soon as Theo gets to be alone in the dormitories or the second he hits his own mattress when he's home for school break, those filthy phrases bounce along the walls on a loop he'd hate to break.
It all comes down to him, how long does he have to deal with not having the real thing?
Of course he'd wait for you whenever you're ready, but he'd never thought that time would plant itself in his hands so easily. And when it did, oh he savored it.
He was willing to be patient, luckily for him he didn't have to. The first day you two saw each other after years, curiosity got the best of you.
It was meant to be a harmless question. Until, the answer wasn't delivered by Theo's mouth, but his actions instead. He should have thought his explanation a little more before giving up and showing you.
Except Theo's a sick bastard.
He couldn't help but indulge in the way your eyes pooled and widened up at him while he was pounding a steady pace into your little cunt that struggled to take all of him.
The first time led to a second, a third, a fourth, then a lot more.
How he wished he could take a picture at the way your tear stained rosy cheeks was paired with pouty lips as you begged him to make love to you.
"Say please."
"Please, Teddy."
Even then, with how much or less you beg for what you clearly want from him, he never hesitates to give what you need. Because at the end of the day, it'll always be him that drills into your greedy little pussy while you whine and claw at his back.
Theo was already beyond his fantasies. He'd thought for a while that it could've never ever happen and with his dick bigger than his confidence, it was difficult to start.
Though when he got a taste, it became clear to him that it was definitely more impossible to stop.
Plot: Fred Weasley always loves to prank you, but this time he went just a little too far.
Hogwarts was in fact one of your favourite places to be, not that you hated home, home was great too but there was something about Hogwarts that was different from every other feeling you got.
Living and sharing spaces with your friends in Ravenclaw, seeing all your other friends in the lessons that you wouldn't be taught at a regular school where one day you could be brewing a potion that could make you break out in boils or be caring for a plant that will nip at your nose if you lean too close to it.
Some of the more mundane things were the best in your opinion, like the stairs moving around from floor to floor and wing to wing. Or the food presented at the great hall for breakfast, it had always been your most anticipated meal whenever you woke up. Or something like the smell of the barrell wood and kitchens at the entrance to the Hufflepuff dorms.
However, of course there were things that thoroughly annoyed you and you didn't like about school that made you want to stay at home after a long summer there until you thought about the overwhelming amount of good that always seemed to outweigh the bad.
One of those things was Fred Weasley.
You really disliked the Gryffindor boy who happened to be in the same year group as you.
It started in your first year. You were targeted by the Twins straight away of course you were because you were the easy target shy and quiet sat alone in one of the end carriages.
They'd ran past and noticed you straight away and decided it was in their best intention to start the year off with a bang... literally. They chucked a very explosive stink bomb into your compartmemt meaning you'd turned up to the opening ceremony smelling awful.
Your cheeks had flushed but once you were sorted into Ravenclaw and you calmy sat down at the table your peers took pity on you asking what had happened.
One of the older girls, a few years above you took pity of you and offered to help you go back to the dorm early and and take a shower to try and get the smell out of your hair.
After that, despite not giving them a reaction to their first prank like your mother had always taught you their antics continued.
Fred was by far worse than George. George you knew on a perosnal level, mostly after third year when you and George were forced to sit next to each other in Study of Ancient Runes together while Fred took Muggle Studies.
He was actually nice, but never apologised for the pranks he and his brother played on you. You guys would speak about almost everything other than his brother. He'd even talk about his little brother and sister or his older brother who you apparently remined him off considering he, as George so kindly put it, a stick up his arse that should have forced him into Ravenclaw.
The pranks were mostly harmless, just a bruised ego and some slime in your hair tended to be the worst of it which with the help of your friends was easily fixed thanks to magic which is why you assumed Fred thought he could always get away with doing it because it was easily fixable.
But the embarrasment got harder to deal with the older you got.
As the boys matured, do did their pranks which became less tryingt to make you shy and embarrassed but more to get a reaction from you and annoy you.
It was in your sixth year you were walking around Hogwarts alone, during the Easter break you guys had off timetable. Some people went home, most however didn't.
Fred and George had just come up with the most ingenious thing that they thought would be incredible to test on their snooty Ravenclaw prankee.
They'd just managed to create an inkpot that could alter the writing to something completely ridiculous, once completed with. They'd managed to switch your original ink in the library with the one they'd brewed up when you'd gone to grab a book for the potions essay you were about to start.
You'd wrote an outstanding essay, one that you knew Professor Snape would even have a corner of his lip turn up at in satisfaction of just how could it was. And you had a big smile on your face when you were handing it in to him the next day along with all of the other students.
You didn't notice because you were so proud of the essay that you were gunning to hand it over.
"Maybe we shouldn't have messed with her school work!" George whispers to his twin and desk mate unsure of the prank they'd successfully pulled off.
"What do you mean? This was brilliant!" Fred says grinning as he looks at Snapes neutral face as he breezes over your essay quickly before it turns sour.
"What is this?" Snape asks looking at you with disapointment all over his face.
"Sorry sir?" you ask cocking your head to the side.
"Professor Snape, spoke to a cat who sat on the mat. This made him elated at the idea of a cat who sat on a mat" he says reading from the parchment you'd just handed over to him.
"What, thats not what i wrote thats..." you say as you kindly take the essay back off him seeing your worst nightmare.
Your hard work ruined.
"Professor i can assure you this isn't my essay" you say looking up at him before shooting a look over at the twins.
"Then what is it?" he asks, taking it back off you starting to inspect it. You knew you couldn't rat out Fred or George as you had no proof of what they did.
"Detention where you will produce me the correct essay, with extra parchment!"
"Yes proffesor" you sigh, looking down. You stued for the rest of the lesson which isn't something you did often as you actually loved your classes and all of your professors.
You left the class with a bit off a mood rewriting the essay that should have been on the parchment you had today. How did they even switch it? Did they go into your bag? But it was your writing and the ink splatter that had you second guessing how they'd done it.
That was what had you close to it being the final straw, but it was in your guy's last year when Umbridge was snopping around and you were actively a part of the DA.
Before Dumbledore had left he'd got you in touch with Mad Eye and Kinsley Shacklebolt. You'd wanted to be an Auror for the longest time ever. And with your grades in your Newts Dumbledore and Flitwick had suggested that was the route you should take.
You'd agreed so today you were meeting with the two around the Castle, it was quiet and everyone was at the Slytherin vs Hufflepuff match so it was perfect time to meet them to see about potential work experience.
Fred and George had followed you all day noticing how nervous you were at breakfast, so nervous all you managed was your Pumpkin Juice. They followed you to one of the east corridors seeing you sneaking around. You were pacing back and forth clearly waiting to meet someone but neither of the twins could work out who.
"Bet its a boy, maybe someone finally asked the book lover out and SHE agreed!" Fred laughs.
"Or maybe she's waiting for a teacher this is a bad idea!" George says and Fred just shakes his head watching as you sit on one of the open windowed stone walls.
"This is perfect timing, she wont see it coming!" he says and they camp behind a pillar waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
You didnt even know what happened, but by the time Kinsley and Mad Eye had turned up you were knee-deep in gunk along with thw two Aurors with stink bombs going off.
"Is this your idea of a job interview?" Mad Eye barks at you flicking the gunk off himself while Kinsley just looks at you in shock.
"I knew this was a mistake! Kingsley were leaving. Children, should never trust them" he complains as the duo apparate out. You had tried to explain but to them you would have just looked like a goldfish with your mouth opening and closing having no idea how to explain what happened.
And then, if loosing out on the best opportunity ever wasn't a kick in the teeth enough Umbridge came tearing down the corridor after hearing the commotion.
"And what is the meaning of this Miss Y/L/N?" she asks in that horrid high picthed voice of hers.
"I - well" you start pointing around at the ... things everywhere.
"Well what? Come on own up to your little prank!" she says and that word zings in your head.
Prank ...
Prank = Fred and George.
You take the punishment from Umbridge agreeing to go to her office at the end of the school day and clean up the mess that had been made.
The minute she leaves you collapse to your knees in floods of tears.
It was all too much, you'd dealt with the twins antics for years but after the essay with Snape and it affecting your grade and now having detention with Umbridge and no job lined up for after you finish at Hogwarts you were done.
"Y/N?" a voice calls and immediately you know who it is, its the softness from George that you'd always preferred from his brothers. You just continue to cry until Fred reveals himself.
"We can help you clean up, no need to cry about it. Just a joke ..." Fred says rolling his eyes and shurgging his shoulders with a laugh in his voice and a smirk on his face to join it.
"Just a ... Just a joke are you kidding me?" you ask incredulously.
"No and you know what you can ... you can" you start but your sobbing so hard the words struggle to come off.
"I can what?" he asks a grin on his face as he gazes up at you and that turns you upset to mad in seconds. Quicker than a firebolt flies.
"You can fuck right off Fred Weasley! I always thought your family was in the wrong houses with that stupid Gryffindor pride. Used to think you were very ambitious and stubborn and that Slytherin would suit you well but now i think Slytherin suits you well because you are a cow and a horrible horrible person who had no regard for anyone but themselves!" you brust out, wiping the tears from your eyes as you do finally able to see your shocked reaction.
"That was the one change i had at getting an internship this summer in the Auror department with the Ministry and you just blew it! I have no chance at MY dream and i have private detention with Umbridge and we all saw Harry's hand after he came out from there! You're lucky as well that Kingsley and Mad Eye werent spotted by HER as that would have made Dumbledore's case even worse. So for once in your life think of others Weasley!" you scream, tears once again flowing down your face.
"I- I'm so-" he starts but you glare at him, cutting him.
"Just leave Weasley. You've already done enough damage!" you shout, him and his brother jumping at your sharp tone.
"NOW!" you scream and they both get up, leaving you to clean up the gunk the two boys had created.
If only Fred was brave enough to ask you out rather than fish for your attention by pranking you all these years, you were right he didn't look like a Gryffindor now, not with how cowardly he'd been in regards to you.
