Now that I’m hopping back on Tumblr, I made a little intro graphic for one of my ongoing WIPs. Available to read on Ao3, “Your Mess Is Mine”, a Hermione/George story. Rated M. Mind the tags. Don’t like, don’t read. 🧡🧡
This follows an unlikely friendship developing between the two during Hermione’s 3rd year at Hogwarts when Ron & Harry aren’t speaking to her and turns into… so much more over the years.
This story is going to go through about 1999 before the epilogues and will be mostly canon complaint, as far as major events are concerned. Except Fred lives. As he should have.
YMIM is currently at about 320k words and we just got past the DoM battle. Heavy on the found family! Remus and Sirius have pretty prominent parts in this story, as do characters I always want to see more of in twin fics: Lee Jordan, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell, Oliver Wood, The older Weasley siblings and parents.
Not a lot of bashing, but every single character has their flaws, some are canon. But I love Ron and Molly with my whole heart, so even when they have their moments, they come out right in the end.
Prompt: (ANON from my asks) Hiii so I saw you wanted ideas for bill and like imagie piercing his ear for him because like yes
Summary: Bill, your boyfriend, asks you to pierce his ear for his new “Curse Breaker” aesthetic. Set after Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: Bill Weasley is a character from Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. Reader or y/n is not owned by Rowling. This work has not been created for profit or financial compensation, and is a transformative fair use work in accordance with Section 107 of the United States Copyright Act.
Notes: I genuinely can’t remember if Bill has his fang earring in Hogwarts. I haven’t played Hogwarts Mystery in a while. So forgive me if this is canonically wrong aha! You can also pretend that reader is Jacob’s sibling. I tried to make this gender neutral (I mean anyone can have their ears pierced so!)
Enjoy!
"What do you think?" Bill asks, giving me a little turn. He messes with his bangs before taking another look down at his new clothing especially bought for his new job at Gringotts.
"You look great," I shamelessly check him out, drinking in his long muscular legs. Bill Weasley was already a very attractive man with his sharp jawline, handsome and often mischievous grin, and long red hair, which he's taken to pulling back into a low pony these days. Adding newly purchased skin-tight black jeans, a leather jacket, and dragonhide boots only added to the rugged, attractive look he already possessed... and rocked.
He looks phenomenal, honestly. I felt like I just watched my usually goofy boyfriend grow up before my eyes when he shrugged on that jacket.
"Yeah?" He's grinning, his freckled face a tad bit red at the tops of his cheeks and crooked nose.
I take a step closer to my boyfriend of three years, feeling a bit nostalgic for our Hogwarts days suddenly, but all the same, enjoying this grownup version of Bill very much. He pulls me into his arms, my face squishing up against his chest. Inhaling deeply, I hold onto him tight. At least he still wore the same cologne after all these years.
"Can I ask you something?" His voice is low. I nod, feeling rather comfortable in his arms. "Would you, by chance, pierce my ear for me?"
I pull my head away, looking up at him, "what?"
He's grinning again, "It's just that I saw this wicked earring, and I thought it would look fantastic with this whole 'curse breaker' image I'm going for."
"You bought an earring when you know you don't have a single piercing already?"
Bill chuckles, "That's why I'm asking for your help, (y/n)!"
I take a deep breath in weighing my options, "fine."
***
And that's how we find ourselves on his little bed, him facing me as I hold a sanitized needle and sliced apple.
"This is such a dumb idea--" I say for the twelfth time.
"Are you sure you're up for this?" He asks, trying not to look like he thinks my nerves are a bit humorous.
Of course, I'm not sure about this! My boyfriend wanted me to put a hole in his body with a damned sewing needle! A sewing needle!
He insisted it was the only thing he had lying around that could do the job. Honestly! Were we thirteen-year-olds at a slumber party?
What if I messed up, missed the little black pen mark I made on his ear? This was a lot of pressure!
"I— I want to be helpful, Bill, but do you really think we should be doing this?" I move my hands away from his face.
"It'll be fine—" he brushes my concern off like it's nothing, "I'd like it even more if it were you who pierced it. Besides, haven't you done this before?"
I blink at him, "No? Where did you get that impression?"
"I dunno. You have your ears pierced," he waves his hand around.
"Yeah, but I didn't get them pierced on a whim and with a sewing needle and an apple!"
He chuckles, "you'll do fine. C'mon then." Bill leans closer.
"It's your fault if it turns out all wonky," I say before putting the sharp tip of the needle against his earlobe.
"Yeah--" He starts to talk just as I stab the needle through and into the soft flesh of the apple. "Holy shit!" Bill and I blinked at one another a few times before bursting into laughter.
"Oh my God!" I giggle, wiping a tear from my eye, "where did you set the earring down?" I set the apple down on the bed, leaving the needle sticking out of his ear.
"On the--" Bill tries to talk but continues to laugh for a moment, "on the dresser." He points dramatically.
I grin, getting up to retrieve the fang earring.
"Quit moving so I can get the earring in," I place my hands on his shoulders, attempting to get him to sit still enough for me to replace the needle with his new earring. To quit laughing, he stares up towards his bedroom ceiling, avoiding eye contact and the return of his giggling. I shake my head before pushing the silver stud through the new piercing and placing the earring back on.
"Finished. Go see if you like it."
Bill stands, going over to his small mirror above his dresser. "It's perfect! And you were worried!"
I snort, "Yeah, well, next time you have some stupid idea, please, for the love of all that is good, find one of your six siblings to help. I'm sure any of them would have been delighted to stab you with a needle."
"Duly noted," he sits back down on the bed next to me, "but, again, I can think of you now anytime I look in the mirror thanks to this."
Laughter escapes my lips, "was that supposed to be romantic?"
His cheeks redden, "of course it was!"
"Well, at least one thing hasn't changed about you."
"What's that?" Bill pops the apple slice into his mouth.
"You're still god awful at flirting," I push his shoulder playfully.
"Hey!" He swallows before tackling me into the bed, "I'm fantastic at flirting!" He presses a kiss to my forehead before placing one on my lips. "And you're the only one who'll ever get to be on the receiving side of Class A flirting."
I laugh, cupping his face in my hands, "Lucky me."
Fred and George skipped around the halls with big, idiotic grins, which scared everyone else because they didn’t know what the twins did, when in reality both of them decided to ask out their crushes. Fred finally asked out the girl he’d been crushing on since his third year when he saw her with his brother Ron. George finally asked out Lee Jordan, who he’d been crushing on since they met.
Lee Jordan made more jokes and smiled more when he was narrating the Gryffindor team and when he knew George was going to be at the games.
Fred and George tried doing one of those magic tricks where they take the table cloth out from under everything on top of it, and made a huge mess in the kitchen Molly had just cleaned. She yelled at them for a good while before calming down and making them clean the mess up.
Percy threw a book at Charlie because Charlie was getting on his nerves.
Bill got annoyed when the twins wouldn’t stop babbling so he pretended to be a dragon and chased them around the house. They thought it was a game and giggled the whole time but Bill was really annoyed and got even more annoyed when he realized they were having fun.
All the Weasley children were playing hide and seek, Ginny was new to the game so she hid right in front of George, who was it. He pretended not to see her and found all of his other brothers then told them he didn’t know where she was, so they all looked in every room but the room George was counting in, since they didn’t think she’d be in there, and it took them a good while before finding Ginny playing in the kitchen because she got bored of hiding.
Ron pushed Ginny off the couch so he could sit in her spot and not on the floor.
Fred and George threw smoke bombs under the table. It didn’t work for the first couple of minutes and when they thought it was a bust, the whole kitchen was different vibrant colors.
Ginny found one of the twins journals about a boy and teased Fred about it when George was the one who owned the diary.
Ginny took her brothers clothes to sleep in because they were more comfortable.
Molly sent the kids to a nearby lake to play so she could get more work done in silence.
When Arthur got home sometimes, he’d go with the kids and Molly to a nearby lake and play. They went to one specifically for the rope tied to the tree above the water. One time Fred slipped off the rope on accident and landed on Charlie’s head and laughed so hard he almost drowned.
Harry went to the lake the Weasley’s would go to once and almost drowned because of some mystical creature that knew who he was. That’s why he was more comfortable staying inside than going out so he wouldn’t find another mystical creature that wanted to kill him.
Crookshanks definitely scratched the hell out of Ron at one point because he smelled like Scabbers.
Harry fought at least one person at Hogwarts because they were talking about his parents.
Severus never hated Harry, he just hated the idea of James being his dad.
McGonagall saw Harry almost as her own child.
Ron got in a fight with a Slytherin at least once because they said something snarky on one of his bad days.
Fred and George got sent to Dumbledore for more than just harmless pranks.
Harry had a new crush every other week, the only girls he liked longer than that were Ginny and Cho.
Harry was a player when he was at Hogwarts. You can’t convince me otherwise.
Hermione experimented before she realized she had feelings for Ron.
Ron secretly loved when the twins teased him about home and Hermione because she never said ‘ew’ or anything like that, she’d just laugh it off, he figured hat meant she didn’t not like him like that.
Ron Weasley fucking you so good, you guys break his bed(the twins and Harry would have a field day)
Uhm okay this is so funny I fucking love this
Ok but Ron is the king at the silencing spell because he can’t control himself and he doesn’t want anyone to hear
But nothing prepared him for a broken bed and with all the adrenaline Ron has completely gone blank and he cannot remember the spell
'What do you mean you can’t remember the spell!?’
‘Well can you?’
You would just scoff and roll your eyes at him because you didn’t either
And you’re both kinda just pacing around and just coming to terms with the fact that you’re going to have to ask someone
‘Well I’m not bloody asking my parents’
‘What? So you’re going to ask the twins?’
And Ron groans and turns red because that option definitely isn’t any better
And you guys are just pacing and thinking about who is better to ask
Ron decides his mum because all though that is completely mortifying and horrific at least she won’t ask any questions and won’t ever bring it up again
And so Ron decides to take one for the team and he says that he will ask his mum and you can go to the bathroom or whatever so you don’t have to deal with the awkwardness
‘Wow, thank you so much, Ronald’
So you both get dressed and you go to the bathroom and Ron is making his way down and you really don’t know how you’re ever going to look Molly in the eyes ever again
So you’re like going to the bathroom and kinda just pacing the bathroom and Ron is trying to figure out the best way to tell his mum what happened
Anyways, the best way I see this going is when you’re coming out of the bathroom George is there and he is like ‘oh hi!’
And Ron told Molly really quietly that he needs help because he broke the bed and Ron’s worst nightmare comes true and she practically shouts ‘what do you mean you broke the bed?!’
And of course Fred just had to be in the other room and hear her and he is racing in and is like ‘you broke the bed?!’
So anyways Ron is groaning and turning red and Molly is a bit embarrassed because she realises what she did and no one has asked how he broke the bed but everyone seems to know
And of course Fred has to run to tell George and this is when you’ve come out to see him and Fred just has the most mischievous look on his face and George is confused and you’re praying to every God that it isn’t what you think it is
‘So, what have you and Ron been up to?’
And you’ve literally lost all ability to speak but Fred is dying of laughter and you can hear Ron and Molly’s footsteps coming up
And Molly is telling Fred to leave them alone and George is shouting for someone to tell him what happened
‘Ron and Y/N broke the bed’
‘Fred!!’
‘They what?!’
And now both Fred and George are dying of laughter and you and Ron is super red and you’re just frozen on the spot and staring at the floor because you are absolutely mortified
And Molly is telling them to both be quiet but she leaves to go fix the bed and you and Ron are left with them and you want nothing more than to go over to Ron and bury your face in his chest and just hope that somehow it will act as a portal to get you out of this horrid situation
But then, of course, it gets worse because Harry is walking down
‘What are you guys laughing about?’
‘Ron and Y/N broke the bed’
‘George!!’
And now all three of them are laughing
‘It’s not funny,’
‘Are you mental?’
‘This is the funniest thing to ever happen to you’
And the three of them are just there dying of laughter and it is like a full dramatic laugh like they’re bending down and wheezing and crying and leaning on each other
But anyways, Molly fixes it and she tells them that she doesn’t want to hear anymore from them, they’ve already had their laugh
And they kinda go off to do their own thing and you basically rush into Ron’s arms and you’re telling him that that was the most embarrassing part of your life and all he can do is nod because that was so traumatic
And you both just want to go back in his room so you can disappear but of course just as you’re about to enter
‘Be careful, we won’t be able to control ourselves if you break it again,”
And of course they start laughing again but Ron slams the door
And neither of you can leave the room for the rest of the day because you’re both just so embarrassed
And then that night at dinner you finally come out and idk but maybe the whole family is there for dinner, like Bill and Fleur and Charlie - just because
And like literally as soon as you’ve all sat down
‘Ron and Y/N broke their bed today’
‘Fred!!!’
And everyone kinda just stares at each other awkwardly but then George, Fred, Ginny, Hermione and Harry cannot stop laughing again and now Bill and Charlie are laughing and Molly is sending glares to Arthur because he is trying not to laugh
'Ron, please do tell us how that happened’ - Charlie
And Molly is yelling at everyone saying that is enough
I like to think that Fleur says something along the lines of ‘I think it is beautiful that they are that passionate about each other, its really inspiring,’ but in a French accent so it sounds better
And like Ron is just like all red and you’re frozen again or maybe you’re starting to laugh now as well because Molly looks mortified and everyone else is laughing really hard now
And Bill just pulls Fleur closer to him because she doesn’t realise how gross that was for everyone to think about and he thinks she is sweet
But Fred and George would never let him live this down
Like they mention it every chance they get for the rest of their life
Like they’ll mention it at your wedding, at every birthday, at the birth of your children, literally whenever you are all together
They claim it was the best thing Ron has ever done
warnings: angst, use of the term mudblood, and i think that’s all but lmk plz!
a/n: i am down so bad for ron weasley
good for you, i guess you moved on really easily
you found a new girl and it only took a couple weeks
remember when you said that you wanted to give me the world?
you watched as ron shamelessly flirted with hermione granger. the two of you had broken up two, nearly three, weeks ago. you could almost laugh at how nonchalant he was being.
the key word being almost.
if your heart didn’t sting as much as it did right now, you would probably be laughing at the way that he was acting like he didn’t care at all. it hurt. it really did. just last month he was professing his love for you, claiming that the two of you were going to get married. what a load of bullshit that was.
your friends asked you what was wrong. why you were so upset all of the sudden. why you were so “bitter” toward the new star couple at hogwarts. they told you that you couldn’t be angry because the two of you weren’t together any longer. that’s how you found yourself in your current position, sat at the black lake with lavender and cho, doing your potions homework.
“i don’t really see the big issue here, yn. so he moved on, what of it?” lavender asked.
“it’s not that he moved on. that’s great, i’m glad he did. but it’s like we never even happened. i mean, what the fuck is up with that?” you rolled your eyes as you scoffed at the pair, shamelessly flirting.
“oh that’s just how guys are, yn. you can’t let it affect you,” cho shrugged indifferently.
“and yet, here we are, cho,” you retorted as you answered another question. “merlin, i just want to punch him in his stupid face,” you grumbled, causing the girls to laugh.
“maybe try talking to him first?” lavender suggested.
“oh i have. many times, i assure you. he doesn’t want to hear it,” you sighed softly. you decided to end the conversation here as you felt tears stinging the backs of your eyes now with all the talk of your ex boyfriend. you just went back to dutifully doing your homework like the diligent student you were.
remember when you swore to God i was the only
person who ever got you? well screw that, screw you
you will never have to hurt the way you know that i do
possibly the worst part if this breakup was the fact that snape wouldn’t for the life of him let you switch potions partners. to put it in his exact words, “i take no pity on your little teenage love triangle,” you rolled your eyes at this, resulting in ten points being taken from yh for “insolence and insubordination” as the greasy man put it.
now here you sat, next to ronald weasley, as you two brewed the potion. really, you were brewing the potion. ron was just sitting there. although, you were the one that told him to do so. so he sat, unmoving and unspeaking. no matter what, you would not be the first to break the weeks-long silence between the two of you.
“so, were you planning on telling me what’s got your knickers all in a twist lately? or am i to figure it out on my own?” ron asked with a patronizing smirk as class ended. this made you scoff and roll your eyes at the red head before spinning on your heel and walking out. you distantly heard ron mention to his friends that he would ‘catch up with them’ as you walked away.
suddenly, your upper arm was gripped and you were being dragged into an abandoned classroom. “get your filthy hands off me!” you demanded as you swatted him away and stood a few feet away from him. “what do you want weasley,” you sneered, practically spitting out the name.
“for you to tell me what’s wrong,” he rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. “i mean, seriously. we were just fine. we were happy!” he reasoned.
“oh we were?” you feigned ignorance. “yeah yanno, you’re right. good for you, ron. you look happy and healthy. not me, it you ever cared to ask,” you rolled your eyes.
“what are you talking about yn! we were fine. we agreed to be friends! i don’t understand, i thought this was mutual!” he argued, his voice raising as his hands flew around rapidly
“hermione granger?” you spoke bitterly.
“what’s she got to do with this?” he asked incredulously.
“nothing, just interesting that she’s the one you went to yanno. seeing as how you two are just friends and all,” your tone was venomous as you spat the word ‘friends’ at the fiery haired boy. many a time in your relationship had you worried about her. and many a time had he assured you that granger was only his friend. the filthy little mudblo-
“we are! you’re being ridiculous yn! what’s gotten into you?!” he shouted, snapping you out of the horrible thoughts and feelings you were currently having toward the girl.
“nothing ron!” you shouted right back. “absolutely nothing is wrong! i’m so happy that you’re doing so great without me ron! i really wish that i could do that,” you spoke, willing the tears not to fall.
“you’re doing great too! i see it! you’re happy! it was mutual!” there goes that word again. ‘mutual.’ the lie rolled off of his tongue so easily.
“stop saying that! it was not mutual ron. i loved you and i still do!” the tears had now fallen and you couldn’t stop them no matter what you did. “i’m losing my mind ron! i’ve spent nights crying on the bathroom floor and you... you’re just so... unaffected. i really don’t get it. but... good for you, i guess,” you shrugged as you wiped your eyes and began walking away.
ron gripped your wrist before you got too far. “stop it, i’m not done talking to you,” he spoke.
“forget it, ronald. it’s no matter. maybe i’m to emotional,” you sniffled as you wiped your eyes.
“your apathy is like a wound in salt,” ron scoffed.
“yeah, you’re one to talk,” you rolled your tear-filled eyes as you turned to face him. “maybe... maybe you never cared at all,” you finally whispered as your voice broke.
“don’t say that! i cared and i still do. i always will,” he begged.
“it’s okay ron, you don’t have to lie anymore,” you wiped your eyes once more as you wriggled your wrist from his grasp. “you’ll never have to hurt the way you know that i do,” you told him as you took a step back. “you found someone who loves you better than i ever could. go be with her ron, really. she’s good for you,” you sniffled before fully spinning your body and walking away from him.
well good for you i guess you moved on really easily.
