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Did you hear Professor Lupin is using Boggarts in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class? It’s a bit riddikulus if you ask me.

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This is such a beautiful picture. Rest in peace Mr. Ollivander. Without him, There wouldn't have been a story.

Outside Ollivander’s shop in the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Rest in peace John Hurt.⚡️✨🔮

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Ollivanders

“Ollivanders in South Side, Diagon Alley, London, is owned by the Ollivander family and run by an older family member Garrick Ollivander, known only as Mr. Ollivander.”

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-Supernatural

Lets make a fandom train, everyone add a fandom that hadn't been named yet!

-Harry Potter

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Join the party!

Yet another imagines blog everyone! This one is different fandom imagines so go and request the crap outta them! @everlastinginkandquill

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ANOTHER ONE!!!!

SO MANY NEW IMAGINES BLOGS! IT’S AWESOME CAUSE THEN YOU GUYS HAVE A LOT OF STORIES TO READ AND REQUEST! GO CHECK OUT @show-choir-gal !!!!!!

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New Harry Potter imagines blog?!

GUYS!!!!!!! THERE IS A NEW HARRY POTTER IMAGINES BLOG! IT WOULD BE AMAZEBALLS IF YOU GUYS CHECKED THEM OUT @weasleydarling !!!!!! Thanks guys❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Can you please do a Fred imagine based in ootf where umbridge gives you a really bad detention where you come out with paragraphs of writing all over your arms from the blood pens? I know it sounds kind of weird but it's been in my head all day

It’s done! I am soooo sorry for the amount of time your requests are taking, but I’ll finish them soon! HOPEFULLY! Hope you like it!

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Detention with the Toad (Fred Weasley)

Request:  Can you please do a Fred imagine based in ootf where umbridge gives you a really bad detention where you come out with paragraphs of writing all over your arms from the blood pens? I know it sounds kind of weird but it's been in my head all day

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“Come on, Y/n. It’s not like you haven't had detention before.” Fred squeezed my hand, as he walked me to detention. Fred Weasley was my boyfriend and has been for three years. We were both in our seventh and final year at Hogwarts.

“I’ve never had detention with the toad, Fred. I’m the first one to get a detention from her and I’m extremely nervous about it.” I confessed, stopping in front of the classroom.

“You’ll be fine, love.” He reassured me. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll come back to pick you up, alright?”

“No, you don’t have to. I’ll be fine. I’ll meet you and everyone else in the common room, yeah?”

“Alright. So I’ll be here in an hour.” He insisted, giving me a goofy grin. I shoved him out of the way, playfully.

“Idiot,” I muttered, opening the door to the classroom and shutting it after me, but not before seeing Fred giving me the thumbs up and a reassuring smile to which I answered by sticking my tongue out at him. 

“Ms. Y/l/n.” Umbridge’s sickly fake sweet voice rang through my ears.

I looked around the room and noticed that I was the only student there. “Just me? You shouldn't have.” I gave her a fake smile as I took a seat in the very front of the class, just to show her that she had no effect on me.

She gave me an annoyed smile. “You’re the only one who doesn't seem to understand how to behave.”

“Oh I understand how to behave and I would if you didn't give me reasons to act up.”

“And what reason did I give you?” She gritted her teeth.

I smiled at the fact that I was getting under her skin. “You’re teaching methods. We need to use magic in order to learn about magic.”

“There is no need to use ma-” She started.

“How are we going to protect ourselves from Volde-”

“ENOUGH!” She yelled, causing me to jump in my seat. “You will be writing 100 lines from me. Another word that comes from your mouth will earn you another set of ten lines.” The corner of her lips tugged into a small smile. She set a black quill on the table, along with a piece of parchment paper. I looked around and gave her a confused look.

“I haven't got any ink.” I said, calmly.

“That's ten more lines, Mrs. Y/l/n.” She said, smiling.

I gaped at her. “What?! That’s hardly fair! I need ink!”

“Another set of ten lines.” She added, walking to her desk. “Its a special quill. It doesn't need ink.” She said as she sat down, taking a sip of her tea.

“You could have started with that.” I mumbled.

“Another set of ten.” She smiled. “I must not contradict authority.” She said, smugly.

I bit my tongue to stay quiet as I started the first line.

I must not contradict authority.  

‘One down, one hundred twenty-nine to go’ I thought.

I scratched the back of my hand.

I must not contradict authority.

I scratched it some more. I let out a small hiss as it started to sting. I rubbed it, gently and looked at it. I let out a small gasp as The phrase ‘I must not contradict authority’ scratched itself onto the back of my hand.

I looked up as the second line started to scratch itself under the first. Umbridge had the smallest smile on her lips as she watched the horror and fear form in my eyes.

“Keep going, Ms. Y/l/c. The faster you get them done, the faster you leave.” She said, taking another sip from her tea.

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Two hours. I’ve been in detention for two hours and I haven’t finished. Umbridge didn’t seem to mind. Every time I accidentally let out a hiss or gasp of pain, I saw the corners of her lips tug into a small smile. I was on the last line. I was feeling extremely lightheaded and looking down at my arms didn't help. My arms, from the back of my hand to almost up to my shoulders, were red and smudged with blood.

‘Just one more.’ I thought. My hand was shaking. It hurt so bad.

I must not contradict authority.

As soon as I finished the last line, I slammed the quill down and shot up from my seat, almost falling over.

“I see you’ve finished.” Umbridge said. A wicked smile playing on her lips. I only glared at her as I walked to the door.

“I hope you’ve learned your lesson, Ms. Y/l/n.” Umbridge called out.

“Bite me.” I said, as strongly as I could before opening and slamming the door behind me.

I stopped outside of the door and looked at my arms. I let out a small whimper as I saw blood dripping down slightly. I ran a hand through my hair, before covering my face with my hands. I began sobbing into them and I was about to fall to the floor, but two strong arms pulled me up.

“Y/n. Love, what’s happened? You were in there forever. I got here an hour ago and fell asleep.” Fred said, holding me upright. His arm brushed over the fresh cuts and I let out a pained whimper.

His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. He looked down and his eyes widened. I started crying even harder, my body threatening to fall over again. His strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist as he tried to keep me upright.

“Bloody hell! Let’s get you to the common room!” He said, urgently.

He wrapped an arm around my waist, while the other went under my legs and he picked me up and rushed to the common room. We got a few surprised looks from some paintings, but they didn't say anything. They just watched me cry into Fred’s chest, with sorrowful expressions.

When we got to the portrait, the fat lady let out a loud gasp.

“Oh my goodness! What’s happened?!” She asked.

“Umbridge.” Was all he said to get a gleam of hatred in the fat lady’s eyes. He quickly said the password and brought me in. George, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Harry were all in the common room waiting for us. Ginny was falling asleep on Harry’s shoulder. I would be teasing her about it, but I couldn't think of anything but the pain.

“Move over! Y/n’s hurt!” Fred yelled, causing everyone to jump out of their seats.

“What?!”

“What do you mean ‘she’s hurt’.”

“Wasn’t she in detention?”

“What happened?”

I was still crying, while Fred laid me gently on the couch.

“I don’t know I found her crying and she was falling over. She hasn’t said anything. Please, say something.” He held my face in his hands as he stared into my eyes.

“I-It hurts!” I sobbed, crying even more when I saw how bloody my arms were.

“Bloody hell.” Ron gaped.

Everyone went silent when they saw my arms. Fred looked like he was about to cry as he looked down at them.

“Hermione! Do you know anything that can stop the bleeding?” Fred asked, not taking his eyes off of me.

“I think I’ve got something in my trunk!” She said, running up the stairs to our dormitory. She came back seconds later, holding a red colored vile.

“Here, Y/n. Drink this. It’s going to sting. Fred come stand right here.” She said pointing in between George and Ron.

“What? Why?” He asked.

“Just do it.” She instructed. Fred gave me a reassuring smile and he walked in between his brothers.

“Ginny. Take her hand.” Hermione pulled her wand out and cast a silencing charm around the room.

“Ron, George, Harry. Hold him.” She said, calmly.

“Wait, what?” Fred asked before Harry sat on his legs, holding them tightly against him. George and Ron grabbed Fred’s arms.

“Okay, Y/n. Are you ready?” Hermione asked.

“Just give it to me.” I whispered. I took it and drank the small amount of red liquid.

I gave her the vile and everyone kept their eyes on me. I didn't feel anything.

“Maybe she needs mo-” Ron was cut off by my violent screams.

“WHAT’S HAPPENING TO HER?!” Fred yelled, thrashing around in the boy’s arms.

“No…. I’M FINE!” I yelled, squeezing Ginny’s hand. The pain started to die down and I started to calm myself.

“I’m fine.” I said, calmer.

Hermione looked at the boy’s and nodded her head.

They let Fred go and he rushed over to me.

“Y/n. Y/n are you alright?” He asked, gingerly. Haha, get it? Gingerly. Cause he’s a… nevermind.

“I’m fine.” I said, quietly.

“What happened?” Ginny asked while Hermione cast a spell to remove the blood stains and the silencing spell.

“Umbridge made me write lines.” I stated, calmly.

“What? What do lines have to do with anything?” Ron asked.

I extended my arms.

“I must not contradict authority.” I said, quietly trying not to start crying again.

Their eyes widened as they looked at the words on my arms.

“H-how?” George asked.

“She has a special quill. It scratches what you write on the paper onto your hand. I had to do extra lines since I can never keep my mouth shut.” I laughed, grimly. No one else found it funny.

Fred's jaw clenched. “How many times?”

“It doesn't matter-”

“How many times, Y/n?” He repeated.

I sighed. “One hundred and thirty lines.”

“We can’t just ignore this!” Hermione exclaimed.

‘We won't.” Fred looked to George and they smiled at each other.

This can't be good.

“Well whatever you’re going to do, count me in.” Ron said, excitedly.

“No. What we’re going to do is tell Dumbledore.” I said, sternly.

“I agree with Y/n. You can't get yourselves expelled when there is someone like Dumbledore who can fix things.” Hermione sighed. “We’ll talk about this in the morning. We’ll leave you two at it then.” She gave my hand a light squeeze and went upstairs followed by Ginny. The boys went to their rooms after giving me sympathetic smiles, leaving me and Fred alone.

Fred stood up and pulled me up so he could sit. He sat me gently on his lap and positioned my head on the couch cushion. He took my hands in his and turned them over to look at the light scars. He traced his fingers over them gently and let out a deep breath.

“Fred… I’m okay. Really.” I whispered.

“I know you are, but you weren’t. She’ll pay for what she did to you, Y/n. She’ll pay for what she’s dong to the school.”

“Fred-”

“If she did this to someone as sweet and amazing as you, imagine who else she’d do it too. First years. Little harmless first years Y/n. We’ve got to do something before she gets the chance to hurt someone else.” His eyes were pleading me to let him stop her.

I sighed. “You’re right. What are we going to do then?”

“George and I… are going to think of something, but we are most likely going to get expelled.”

“WHAT?!” I yelled.

“Shhhh! Keep your voice down. I don't want Hermione hearing about it. She’ll go crazy.”

“You can't get expelled! You still have so finish school.” I whisper yelled.

“We only have half a school year left, Y/n. I’ll be fine.” He insisted.

I shook my head. “I don't know Fred.”

“We were already planning to do it. She’s been driving everyone insane since day one. We were just waiting for the right time to do it.”

I sighed. “It’s not the right time then.”

“Y/n. She hurt you. Don't you feel any anger towards her?”

“Of course, I do… but I don't want you to get in trouble because of me.”

“I told you that this is for everyone. No one else will get hurt like you did.”

I thought about it for a moment. “You're right If someone doesn't stop her…. other kids will get hurt.”

“Exactly.” he smiled. “I'll write to you every day until you come to visit me at home, yeah?”

I smiled back and nodded. “Yeah.”

“Great. Now that that’s settled. Why don't we go up to your room and let you rest.” He gently pulled me up and helped me walk up the stairs.

“Will you stay with me?”

“Now why on earth wouldn't I? You’d have to pry me off your bed ‘cause I wasn't  planning on leaving you.” he said, kissing my temple as we walked up to my dorm. “I love you so much, Y/n. No one will get away with hurting you. No one.”

“That goes for you too.” I smiled.

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I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT BEING ACTIVE! I MISSED YOU GUYS! I HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN BUSY THOUGH! THAT’S THE STUPID PART! PROCRASTINATION WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME! BUT I’M BACK BITCHES!

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Could you do a one-shot where Ron accidentally drinks love potion and sees a picture of you that your boyfriend Fred forgot on his bed, so Ron "falls in love" with you and tries to kiss you and then Fred gets a little jealous and it's really fluffy?

Done! I’m sorry it took so long. Hope you enjoy!

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Weirdest Mourning Ever (Fred Weasley)

Request:  Could you do a one-shot where Ron accidentally drinks love potion and sees a picture of you that your boyfriend Fred forgot on his bed, so Ron "falls in love" with you and tries to kiss you and then Fred gets a little jealous and it's really fluffy?

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Ron’s POV

I rolled my eyes as Fred brought in a Picture of Y/n. Me, Harry, Seamus, Dean, Neville, George, and Fred were currently in my dorm room, which I shared with Harry, Neville, and Dean. We have been talking about the girls we liked and Fred just had to go to his room to get a picture of his girlfriend, of five years, to “show off”. He just loved to remind us that he had a girlfriend and we don’t.

“Looky here, lads.” Fred laughed, as he showed us the picture of his girlfriend. Like we don’t see enough of her already.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Fred took his seat next to me

“What did I do to deserve someone as amazing as her?” He mumbled to himself. I smiled as I saw the look in his eyes. It’s the same look I see in Y/n's eyes when she looks at him. The same look I see in my dad’s eyes when he’s looking at mum and the same look she has in her’s when she looks at him.

“Oi, Y/n’s really got Fred in a little trance, Doest she?” Seamus commented, making everyone laugh a bit.

“Laugh all you want. I’ve got something you all don’t.” Fred said, in all seriousness.

“What’s that” Harry asked. Everyone sat quietly, awaiting Fred’s answer. I looked at Fred and he smiled at the picture, again.

“ Love.” He said, simply. I looked at the guy’s and then we all busted into fits of laughter.

“Oh, Freddy. We've really lost you, now.” George laughed, patting Fred’s shoulder.

“You’ll all feel it someday if you haven't already.” He said, gaining everyone’s attention. He looked up at us and furrowed his eyebrows. “What?” He asked. “I’m not stupid. I’ve seen the way you all look at certain girls around here.” They group sat quietly.

Fred rolled his eyes and set the picture on my bedside table. “Dean, I see the way you look at Ginny.” Dean blushed, and looked down. I felt a bang of anger in my chest, because he liked my little sister, so I gave him a glare along with George and a small one from Fred. Fred still continued on with his little speech. “I see the way Neville looks at Luna. And the way George looks at Angelina. Not to mention the way Ron looks at Hermione.” He locked eyes with Harry and flicked his eyes towards Dean. We know Harry and Ginny have had a thing for each other, but we didn't want to cause problems between Dean and Harry. “And I bet none of you knew that Seamus likes Katie Bell.”

Seamus blushed and looked down at his hands while everyone smirked up at him. I smiled as I realized what he said about me liking Hermione. I couldn't even bring myself to object, cause I knew he was right. Bloody hell, he’s got something against all of us.

“Nothing gets past, Freddie.” George laughed, standing up with Fred.

“You are correct, George. Now I want all of you to remember.” Fred turned to look at all of us before continuing. “I own you all.” He smirked and left the room.

“Well... it’s comforting to know that Fred could tell each and every one of our... uh... t-the girls we have romantic feelings for...” Harry stuttered.

“Wait. Who did he say you liked Harry?” Dean asked. Harry’s eyes widened.

“Cho. You must have been thinking about my sister and didn't listen when Fred said it.” I glared. He looked at the ground as he walked to his bed.

Harry nodded at me and went to his own bed. I got into mine and I was about to turn my lamp off, when I noticed Fred left his picture on my table. I grabbed it and looked at Y/n. She really was pretty, but no one could ever compare to Hermione. I set the picture down and turned off my lamp. My eyelids grew heavy and I was soon dreaming about none other than Miss Hermione Granger. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I was awoken by two hands shaking my shoulders.

"WHAT!" I grumbled at the idiot who woke me up from, quite possibly the greatest dream of my life.

"Ron! Come on. You've got a package and if you don't wake up, we're going to open it ourselves." Seamus said, shaking, what I'm guessing was a box with unknown contents.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I held my hand out until I felt a box on top of it.

"Dreaming of Hermione, are we?" He smirked. Dean, Neville, and Harry walked up to my bed and chuckled at what Seamus had said.  

"No!" I protested, feeling heat rush up to my cheeks.

"Sure. It's not like we heard you saying her name last night." Dean smirked.

"Shut up." I said, causing them to chuckle at my defeat. I took the lid off the gold box and it was filled with chocolates.

"Chocolates? Who sent you chocolates?" Harry asked.

I looked around the box and there was a note on the bottom. "I'm not sure, but it says 'meet me in the common room' on the bottom." I told them.

I grabbed a chocolate and motioned them to get one too.

"No Thanks, mate. I'm going down to the great hall for a real breakfast." Dean laughed, as the others agreed.

"Suit yourself." I mumbled. As they exited the room, I popped the chocolate in my mouth.

My eyes widened. "Bloody hell." I muttered, looking at the candy and popping three more in my mouth. I felt so weird. I looked around and saw a small piece of paper beside my lamp. I furrowed my eyebrows and picked it up.

I gasped at what was on the paper. It was a picture... of the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was gorgeous! I couldn't feel anything, but love.

"I've got to find her." I said, to myself. I gently placed the picture on my pillow and walked down to the common room and the sight before me, made my heart skip a beat.

"There you are, love!" I yelled, as I pushed someone out of the way.

Y/n's POV

I was waiting in the common room with Hermione. She said she wanted to wait for Fred with me, but I knew she just wanted to wait for Ron. Lavender Brown was also waiting, a bit too eagerly if I may add. Me and Hermione were having a conversation when a familiar voice interrupted us.

"There you are, love!" Ron yelled, causing me and Hermione to jump in our seats. He pushed Lavender out of the way and ran up to me and embraced me in a tight hug.

"Uh... Ron?" I asked. Hermione was looking at me weirdly, not angry because she knew I loved Fred. She was just as confused as I was.

He gasped and held me at arms length so he could look at me without letting me go. "You know my name!" He yelled. He turned to Hermione. "She knows my name!" He yelled again.

He turned back to me and stared at me lovingly, or it was fake lovingly. He didn't have that sparkle Fred does when he looks at me.

"Ron, what's going on?" I asked, trying to get out of his hold.

"I love you. I love you! I love you so much!" He said, tightening his grip on me.

"NO! You're suppose to love me!" Lavender yelled, causing everyone gaze to turn to her.

Hermione looked from Lavender to Ron. Her eyes widened in realization and glared at Lavender as she speed walked to her, pulling her wand out.

"You gave him a love potion?!" Hermione yelled, pointing her wand at Lavenders neck. Lavender looked like she could have peed her skirt, which would have me on the floor laughing if I didn't have a Ron pushing strands of my hair behind my ear.

"I-I..." Lavender stuttered, but couldn't get anything out.

"Do you realize what you've done?!" Hermione yelled. "She's his brothers girlfriend!"

"She won't be for long." Ron said. "You'll want to be with me after this." He leaned down attempting to kiss my lips, which caused me to lean lower out of the way.

"Sorry to keep you wait-" Fred's voice came from the stairs. We all turned to face him. He was standing on the last few steps of the stairs with George. George was looking at Ron and me with wide eyes. He must have some sort of mind-reading powers with his twin because the second Fred threw himself off the stairs, George already had his arms holding him back.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS?!" Fred yelled.

"Fred calm down." Ron said, casually. He wrapped his arm around my waist. I squirmed and tried to pull myself away from him, but the boy was stronger than he looked.

"CALM DOWN?! YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN?!" Fred yelled, getting angrier by the second. "GET YOUR BLOODY HANDS OFF OF HER!"

"Fred, please. Listen." Hermione started.

"LISTEN TO WHAT?! LOOK AT THEM!" He returned his attention to me and Ron.

"Fred. I'm sure there is a logical explanation for this." George said, struggling to keep Fred back.

"And there is!" I yelled. "Lavender gave him a love potion!"

Fred stopped struggling against George.

"W-what?" He asked.

I let out a sigh of relief that he was finally listening.

"He's under the effects-" I started to explain, but was cut off by Ron's lips on my cheek. "No! No." I warned him like he was a little puppy.

"Ron, I swear if you don't stop I'll-" Fred was cut off by Hermione entering the room. When did she leave?

"I've got the antidote." She announced.

Ron panicked. "No!" he yelled. "I don't want to stop loving you, Y/n!" He leaned his head down to kiss me, but I ducked down and avoided his lips, again.

"Give it to him! Give it to him NOW!" Fred yelled, thrashing around in George's arms.

"NO!" Ron screamed. Getting behind me, making me his human shield.

"Grab him!" Hermione yelled.

George let Fred go and Fred ran over to Ron and I. Ron let out a girlish scream and pushed me to Fred while he ran behind the couch.

I almost fell to the floor but felt Fred's arms wrap around my waist pulling me up.

"This is why you want my little princess?!" Fred yelled. "Coward! I wouldn't have let her go!" He gave me a quick peck on the cheek before running over to the couch. Fred was on one side of the couch while George was on the other.

"Y/n!" Hermione yelled. She ran to me and handed me a vial filled with purple liquid. I nodded to her and before I knew it, she was running towards the couch. Ron was looking from Fred to George when Hermione jumped on the couch cushions and lunged herself onto Ron.

I jumped when I heard the thud and groans of the both of them.

"Won-Won!" Lavender yelled. I rolled my eyes at her before running over to Ron. Hermione was straddling him, holding both his arms down, while Fred was holding his legs. George grabbed his head and forced his mouth open by squishing his cheeks together like a fish.

"At least, one of us is having fun eh, Hermione?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her as the twins laughed.

"I-I..." Hermione smiled and turned pink, causing all of us to laugh. We heard Lavender let out a loud frustrated sigh and stomped up to her room and we laughed even harder.

It wasn't until Ron groaned at the pain in his mouth that we all remembered what we were doing.

"Oh, right." I mumbled. I opened the vial and poured the liquid into Ron's mouth. I then slapped him on the forehead so he would gulp it down. When he did, we all got off of him.

He slowly got up and looked everywhere but at us.

"Um... Ron?" I asked, slowly.

"Yea... I'm uhh... I'm alright." He said, awkwardly.

"So you remember?" George asked, a smirk appearing on his face.

"Mhm." He said, simply.

"Good." Fred said, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Y/n and I shall go up to my room. We've already missed one class. No point in going now." Fred began pulling me towards his room.

"By the way, Ron. Remember last night when we were talking about the girls we fancy?" Fred smirked down at my wide eyes. I turned around to see Ron with a tomato red face.

"No. Fred I-I was under a spell." Ron stuttered, not taking his eyes off of Hermione.

"I don't care, ickle Ronniekins. I'm doing you a favor. Hermione likes you as well. It's obvious you two will end up together. Why not get together now?" We were already up the stairs when we heard George laughing.

"Y-You're both as red as-" I didn't get to hear George finish, because Fred shut the door, laughing to himself.

"Fred, you little jerk." I laughed. I sat down on his bed and he took his shoes off. I did the same and threw my robes on a nearby table.

"He deserved it." He mumbled, throwing his robes on his trunk. "I mean, I know he was under a spell, and I forgive him, but it made me so mad."

"Aww. Ickle Fredikins is jealous." I teased. I got off the bed and walked towards him.

"Of course, I am. I mean, I know you would never leave me for Ron because well... he's Ron, but-"

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his soft lips. I pulled away and looked him in the eyes.

"I would never leave you." I whispered. He smiled and nodded slowly. I took his hands and led him to the bed. I motioned him to sit down and when he did, I stood in front of him, in between his legs and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"You are the only one I love and will ever love." I whispered. "Don't ever forget that."

"I won't." He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me to him and kissing my lips. I smiled into the kiss and pushed him back onto the bed until I was laying on top of him.

Weirdest morning ever.

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Hey guys! I’m so sorry on my lack on posting one shots. I have started writing a part two for ‘From Hate to Love’, but I’m having trouble getting ideas for it. If you guys could message me on the new messages thing on tumblr and give me a few ideas on what could happen, that would be great. Thanks and sorry if this is too long!

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Raise your wands for Alan Rickman

Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and Slytherins unite.

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Professor Snape certainly touched our nerves, good or bad, he will forever live in our hearts. Always. Guys, Alan Rickman passed away this morning. His family said he had been suffering from cancer. He died at the age of 69 surrounded by his friends and family. Just thought I should post something regarding the matter. R.I.P Alan Rickman: February 21, 1946- January 14, 2016