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[midnightlover89]

just let this sink in for a minute 🥺

[midnightlover89]

library with george

exams are two weeks away

george finds you sitting on the ground in the library

your brows furrow as you study and you didn’t hear george approaching

george bends down slightly to tilt your chin up to kiss you

“hey love, how’s it going?”

sits beside you

you sigh

“just struggling on history of magic, the most boring subject ever”

george pulls out a pile of notes from his bag and offer it to you

your eyes widen

“wow, i didn’t know george weasley takes notes?”

george blushes and murmurs

“well, i know you struggle a lot in the class, so”

you pull george in for a kiss

“thank you thank you thank you”

[midnightlover89]

fred noticing you in the first week of school

causes chaos in the common room with george

work quietly on your assignments in a corner

pauses in the middle of the sentence when he sees you looking amused at his direction

george follows fred’s gaze

by the speechless expression on fred’s face, george smiles and whispers, “he’s in love”

fred turns bright pink, “shut up”

[midnightlover89]

going on a road trip with the marauders

remus drives

you sit in the front with him

james, sirius, and lily sit in the back

james and sirius sing out of tune at the top of their lungs

lily rolls her eyes, “will you two please keep it down!”

they don’t listen because they know she loves them

remus hums along

slips his hand into yours in the most casual way possible (this man is unbelievably smooth)

you and remus share a knowing smile

sirius, still singing, changes the lyrics, “get a room already”

[midnightlover89]

Don’t Fall In Love With Me (Fred Weasley/Reader)

Word Count: 1.3K

Author’s Note: I'm about to break your heart, and I'm sorry. Reblogs are very much appreciated. Spotify Playlist (inspired the fic)

Warning(s): canonical character death (not graphic or anything, just ✨feelings✨)

Remember how we met? I had felt lightheaded ever since I boarded the train to the school because I knew no one there, not until I met you. You invited me to join you and your twin brother at the table when I was uncertain of where to sit. You not only made me feel welcomed but also not as terrified anymore.

I have always loved spending time with you. I thought you were thoughtful and humorous. You carried a mesmerizing charisma that dazzled everyone around you. I loved how your brown eyes radiate even in the dark and how the corner of your lips quirk up whenever you see me and curve into a wide grin. You ruffled your hair to make yourself look “charming,” but you never had to impress me because you had already won me over on the very first day.

You asked me to go on a trip to the village outside the school with you. Of course, I said yes. I have always admired your courage and determination to do whatever comes to mind. Just as we were about to leave the school, you slipped your hand through my fingers as if it were the most casual gesture in the world. My heart skipped a beat. I gave your hand a little squeeze before you winked at me.

Throughout the whole trip,  Our friends kept looking at us as if they found you holding a girl’s hand unbelievable, but you squeezed it tighter as if you would lose me to other guys if you accidentally let go. I found you staring at me, and I joked, “Am I not the luckiest person alive now?” I saw your gorgeous eyes filled with much sincerity, and you replied, “No, I am.”

The pouring rain did not stop our fun. We stepped out of the shop earlier than our friends did, and you pulled me onto the street to feel the freezing rain. “Stop it! We’re gonna get wet!” I chuckled. “Come on, live a little.” One of your eyebrows shot up like it was a challenge for me to stay in the rain. I rolled my eyes. Just then, I felt your tight embrace and your lips on mine. You kissed me long and hard and with the gentleness I always knew you had. We were completely soaked in the rain, but it did not drown out the warmth that I felt around you.

We fell in love that day in October, exactly two years after hearing your cheerful, energetic “Hey! Do you want to sit with us?” Deep in our minds, we both knew it was love at first sight. We had been in love ever since we laid our eyes on each other but had never realized the feeling until now.

You kept your promise to do something special on my birthday. I thought you had forgotten since you did not acknowledge it until late afternoon. You rushed past me to get to a class before you turned and shouted, “Meet me in the hallway at seven.”

You took me stargazing on the rooftop of the school. The warm breeze blowing on our faces seemed to bless our time together. The crickets chirped, and the owls hooted, creating our soundtrack for the night. I can feel your warm, gentle hand wrapping around my fingers, trying to protect me from all harm. Looking up at the sky, I was in awe of its magnificence and the endless mysteries it holds, “How much longer do you think the sky and the stars would stay in harmony like this? It’s breathtaking,” I murmured. “Forever and ever,” you kissed my hand softly and whispered in my ear, “You are a dream that I never want to wake up from.”

God knows how long we stayed there, but we definitely lingered past the curfew. Hand in hand, we ran as fast as we could to avoid getting caught by the teachers. Our suppressed giggles did not help, but we had the time of our lives, and that was enough.

You knew I was quiet and reserved, not at all like you, but you would wrap your arms around my waist whenever we were hanging out with friends, and you would say, “Tell them the jokes you told me yesterday.” You always laughed the hardest among the group, regardless of how dull the jokes actually were.

I loved cuddling by the fireplace, leaning my head on your shoulder. Despite being in the crowded common room, I could not hear any noise except your quiet voice. I loved doing homework by your side, even if you ended up distracting me and we never got anything done. I loved how often you would quote your favorite book, “If anything ever happened to me, just know that I will always love you.” You reserved your tenderness only for me, and it was nothing like the class clown that everyone else had known you for.

We were so deeply in love. Our friends would tease us, “I can’t wait to attend your wedding,” or “Don’t forget to invite me to your wedding.” I had absolutely no doubt that we would get married after graduation. You promised to make sure that it would be the most unforgettable wedding ever; we would laugh and cry at the same time until we could not anymore. I could picture the celebration going on for days vividly. You, wearing a black suit and a burgundy tie that complement your brown eyes, and I, wearing a simple yet elegant white gown that I could only imagine in my wildest dreams.

But the wedding never happened.

You left the world forever, right before our fifth anniversary, right before our graduation. The future was right in front of us.

You rushed in front of me. Before the fatal wound hit, you had just enough time to turn back and say, “I will always love you.” You left the world to sacrifice yourself for me.

Your action shocked me. I could not believe how you just left like this.

I suppose I should be grateful, and I am. I truly am grateful for how you so selflessly protected me, so I could live fearlessly and unapologetically like I always said I wanted to.

I am grateful for all the memories we have made together. I know you wanted to make the time on the rooftop the most remarkable night ever, but you alone are the best thing that has ever happened to me.

On the other hand, looking back at our time together is so bittersweet. I am convinced that only love can hurt like this. Knowing that I will never hear your voice nor feel your embrace again, my heart is broken into two. One half is shattered into a million little pieces, and the other half will never heal to find its lost part again.

I thought we had a lifetime to make countless memories, but you will never get to grow older. Now I cannot sit by the fireplace without hearing your hearty laughter; I cannot walk the street where we had our first kiss without feeling your warm breath. I cannot stargaze without being reminded of that night on the rooftop and your promise. I could hear your whisper in my head, so soft as if it was a secret between us, “I love you.”

You will forever be a part of me. Maybe you are my soulmate who was not meant to be, and I could never replace you, but I will pass on our story. When I find a love that can hold my fragile heart and my memory of you, I will tell my children our story. It would be a real-life fairytale.

In another life, please do not fall in love with me because I could never lose you again. I will be madly in love with you, but I will never let you know. That way, maybe you would have a chance to grow older.

[midnightlover89]

escaping to the rooftop with george

accompany him to a party

he and fred are the life of the party, chatting and joking animatedly with friends

the party is getting a bit too crazy, so you quietly excuse yourself

george sees you leaving and finds you on the rooftop

you admire the cityscape

“why aren’t you freezing up here? here, have my coat.” 

he takes off his coat and hands it to you

you try to refuse it, but he made you put it on, “how about you?” 

“i’m okay,” he sticks his tongue out in a playful way

hugs you from behind

“isn’t it so pretty up here?” 

you turn to him but your gaze stays on the cityscape

“i don’t know, i think you’re prettier”

kisses you on the lips before you could respond

[midnightlover89]

making george listen to lover by taylor swift for the first time

share headphones in your favourite café

places his hand over yours

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

george’s eyes light up

Take me out, and take me home

You're my, my, my, my lover

looks at you, “this is about us, isn’t it?”

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

smiles

pulls you in close

squeezing you tight

gently kisses you on the lips

whispers, “you’re my lover too”

[midnightlover89]

sitting around a fire pit with fred

warms your hands by blowing on them

giggle and try to take your hands away because it’s ticklish

“stop it, fred, they’re warm enough!”

kisses your hands before letting them go