#ronaldweasley

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[moonyswolfie]

Not so secret boyfriend

Hello, tumblr, I am back again with a new fic, this time into the Golden era. This is slightly funny, slightly emotional, slightly everything. I hope you guys will enjoy it.

TW: none I think

Summary: Your goddaughter starts dating and Sirius is not handling it well...or at all.

Pairing: Golden Era!Sirius Black x Weasley!reader

Masterlist

Your goddaughter wasn’t exactly hiding her relationship from Sirius, but she wasn’t eager to tell him either. He would definitely freak out about it, which she desperately wanted to avoid.

But of course, life has its own plans.

Or in this case, her older brother does.

“Alice was furious when we interrupted her date –“ Harry said between fits of laughter, recalling the story to his godfather.

But Sirius had stopped laughing, the mention of his goddaughter’s date sending a shockwave through him. No. He must’ve heard wrong.

“Alice’s date?” he asked slowly.

Harry stopped laughing, realizing his mistake. He gulped. He knew his sister was going to hex him into next month when she’d find out what he did.

“Um..study date. She was studying for the N.E.W.T.s and –“

“You are taking the N.E.W.T.s in your seventh year, Harry, and she is barely in her fifth.” Sirius was trying his best to keep calm and not go barging into his goddaughter’s room and demand answers.

You, on the other hand, were watching the two with a bemused smile. Of course you already knew about all of this, Alice sent you a letter that very night, ranting about Harry’s bad timing and you couldn’t help but remember that their father had a similar horrible timing, walking in on you and Sirius far too many times to keep count.

Harry looked terrified as your husband’s features hardened. You actually felt sorry for him being caught in the middle of this.

“Sirius, my love, stop that. You’re scaring him.” you said, positioning yourself behind the armchair he was sitting on, resting a hand on his shoulder.  His own hand moved to grab yours and intertwine your fingers together before he let out a sigh.

“I’m sorry, just…date?” he seemed a bit hurt this time “she has a boyfriend that she felt she couldn’t tell me about?” he finishes with an adorable pout.

You aww silently and lean in to kiss his pout.

“I don’t think it’s like that, my love. I think she was afraid for the boy’s life. It’s no secret that you’re a tad overprotective when it comes to our goddaughter” you say amused and he scoffs, but there is no mistaking the smile forming on his lips now.

“But of course I am, she’s my baby girl and if James isn’t here to ward off her dates, I’ll step in.  And speaking of” he raised from the armchair, stretching, and kissed your forehead sweetly, before smiling and pecking your lips, much to your godson’s annoyance “I’m going to have a talk with her right now.”

Harry was still making a face when you and your husband pulled away, and the both of you chuckled.

“Must you do that all the time?” he asked, shaking his head thoroughly done with your antics.

Sirius smirks and snakes an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to his chest, making you yelp in the process, before giggling and hiding your face in his jumper, breathing in his scent. You loved this man more than words could describe, but the way he always made you blush like a school girl during the most inappropriate times left you with a deep desire to smack him across the head.

“Sirius, we are not alone” you scolded your husband with a big smile on and his only answer was a hum.

“Harry will bolt upstairs if I start kissing you right now” he said amused.

“Damn straight I will” mumbled the boy, already on the edge of his seat and that made you laugh and shake your head.

“Language, Harry, please” you scolded gently.

You know he’s almost an adult now, but you still see him as the sweet, terrified baby Sirius brought home on his flying motorcycle that dreadful night 15 years ago. You’ll never be able to forget it, the grief and relief mixing up in your heart, the tears shed for your best friends and for the two orphans that are now your responsibility, your family, your babies.

Sirius untangled his arms from around your waist with a sigh and turned for the stairs, determined to not leave this stone unturned with your goddaughter. Harry gulped, seeing that.

“I’m done for, aren’t I?” he asks with a wince

You smile soft, raising a brow and tilting your head. He reminded you so much of James then, especially the moments when he upset Lily and was mentally preparing for an argument with her.

“You remind me so much of your father, Harry. And no, you aren’t. Alice may be upset with you for a while, but you are her brother, her best friend and protector since the day she was born. And she still loves you very much, bad timing and all” you say and give him a motherly hug, sighing and ruffling his hair when you parted, much to his scowling and mumbling.

“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”

Your husband’s voice resonated loudly from upstairs, fact that made both you and Harry jump and hurry in the direction where it came from.

Once upstairs, you noticed a fuming Sirius Black, arms crossed against his chest, face red and ears nearly puffing with the visible anger on his face. He was looking down at Alice, stood in the doorway of her room, looking both guilty and embarrassed, clothes wrinkled, hair messed up and lips red.

And…was that a hand?

You frowned and came to Sirius’ side, only to be met with a very surprising sight.

“Oh” is all that could pass your lips in that moment, taking in the scene.

Alice was standing there as a barrier between her godfather and her boyfriend – your little brother, of all people – who saw you and his face went redder than his hair.

You sighed and shook your head with an amused smile. This explained quite a lot, especially Alice’s hesitation about telling you her boyfriend’s name.

“Good evening, Ronald. I didn’t know you missed me so much that you had to sneak in to visit” you tease him and his ears are just about to catch on fire at this point.

“H-hey Y/N” he waved awkwardly, hiding behind Alice, which was quite funny, seeing how she could only reach his chin standing up.

Sirius was still breathing heavily and trying to calm himself down enough to speak. You placed a gentle hand on his wrist and he caught it, encasing it in between his and holding it tight. You smiled sweet at the gesture.

“Harry, you failed to mention that your baby sister is dating your best friend” he says with an even tone.

Uh uh.

Alice turned her head towards Harry in an instant, her guilt gone and replaced by a murderous stare.

“You told him.”

It wasn’t a question.

You anticipated her desire to strangle her brother and so you caught her wrist and brought her in to a tight hug the second she moved.

“It’s okay, love, Harry slipped. It’s okay, I promise. Your godfather still loves you just as much, I promise you nothing is changed” you coo at her and turn your head towards Sirius, who was still throwing daggers at your baby brother.

Alice returned your hug just as tight and sighed. You smiled seeing that.

The spitting image of an angry Lily Evans.

Sirius must have been thinking the same thing, because the ghost of a nostalgic smile spread across his face when he turned his attention towards the two of you. He sighed, shaking off the anger for now, and came to hug you and Alice tight.

“Of course I do, what on earth makes you think that I would ever stop loving you?” he says soft, causing Alice to tear up and shrug “but we still need to have a talk, and Ronald is NOT sleeping in your room tonight, no matter how many puppy eyes you give me.”

You chuckled and turned your head, pulling away from the hug and stopping in front of Ron.

“Don’t worry, he won’t murder you. But I advise you two have a chat in the morning and set this right”

He nods solemnly, slight fear still readable in his eyes, but determination written all over his face.

“I will” and a smile softly tugs at the corners of his lips “I’d do anything for her” he whispers, watching your goddaughter with the most lovesick smile you’ve seen since Sirius.

Your smile couldn’t have been bigger, and you brought Ron in a big, sweet hug.

“Good”

Harry tried to sneak away to his room, only to be stopped by Alice, looking up at him with a sweet smile, yet her eyes promised hell.

“I’m still not done with you, big brother”

You and Sirius burst out laughing and shook your heads. The moment your eyes met, you knew that you were both thinking the same thing.

James and Lily never really left.

[sadbbybel]

Voodoo Child ; Draco Malfoy - O n e (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1266436110-voodoo-child-draco-malfoy-o-n-e?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=betrayedbyhumanity&wp_originator=14w2naK5IQVSuUokUMElnNp18h8BilCelCscYzp6iKBlzBTZPpGKl1FY7Qmizg3c5E9CjUYhIVuFOsEcDJDAicx1LdlwrG8wDGExOvVmOb6BJmzxcAgsPMpsxCa80ubO Genevieve Diggory, Cedric Diggory's younger sister, is the furthest from your typical Slytherin. Sure, she's clever, ambitious and determined, but she's also loud, boisterous and quite frankly, a bit of a geek. 'Slytherin's sore thumb'. She doesn't quite fit in with her group of friends, but that's why they make the best pack. But when Slytherin's so called prince unexpectedly catches feelings for this outcast, how will he maintain his ego and persona to the rest of the house without jeopardizing his chances.

[tomriddlesbxtch]

I’d sell my souls just to get them to look at me

[geekhivelabs]

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[writernomore]

Reader: The food is too hot, I can’t eat it.

George: Your too hot and I still eat you.

Reader: *blushes*

Fred: Nice.

Ron: *disappointed*

Harry: *uncomfortable shifting*

Molly: One dinner. I just want ONE DINNER.

[gotmadison]

“cinnamon sugar kisses”

𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲

the aroma of sweet, sweet cinnamon spread through the weasley house like an infection, the seemingly million tall foot ceilings danced with decoration of the autumnal season. as you sat up, you felt ron pull his arms back around your body, causing you to fall forward. he groans softly, mumbling words of nonsense into your ear as you begin the grueling process of waking up. “don’t move, i’m too comfortable.. and you’re my heater.” he groans, trying to pull you closer in towards his body. you sigh, knowing you will never win in a fight against sleepy ron, so, alas you give in. laying your head onto his chest, curling upwards into his stature. pressing soft kisses against his neck, his lips stand slightly ajar. “y/n.. what are you doing..” he faintly speaks, barely any moment from his mouth as the words flow out. “waking you up, silly.” you chuckle, placing your hand at the small of his back. “do you smell cinnamon? i do..” your words full of inquiry and excitement as you full awake, stretching out your arms and legs. you slap onto the side of the tall ginger man beside you, “wake up. get dressed. i’m sure mrs. weasley needs help downstairs.” you imply, kissing him on his palm before grabbing your robe, slipping on comfy red slippers and heading downstairs. soon, the aroma strengthens, the inviting embrace of molly wraps around you like a hug made from angels. “goodmorning dear, i hope i didn’t wake you, ron and the boys i care not much about their sleep! did you enjoy your first night here?” she questions, flipping over the freshly baked cinnamon rolls. “i did! thank you mrs. weasley. i really appreciate you letting me spend the holidays with you and your family. please let me know if there is anything i can do to lessen your load.” you smile, moving your hair away from your eyes as you speak, letting out a few giggles. “dearest, please call me molly! you’re practically the closest thing i have to a daughter, besides ginny i’m all alone! age differences you know?” laughter between you both fills the already familial home, subsequently waking the rest of the pack up, to have all of the boys and ginny run doen the stairs in a fit of hunger, begging for a cinnamon roll first thing in the morning. ron descends the stairs just as fast as his elder brothers, walking straight towards his mother and wishing her a good morning. he walks back towards the kitchen where you stand, bestowing a sweet peck on the top of your head before stealing a sweet treat along with his brothers. “i guess we might have to make more, mrs.we- molly.” you stutter, smiliny with humility painted across your face.