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[slygirl666]

august (Charlie Weasley)

Charlie x reader

notes: based on the Taylor Swift song, but I couldn't not end hopeful. Slytherin reader but the is only one reference to it not explicit but refers to sex

I have more Taylor swift Harry Potter fictions in my stuff if y'all want more

word count: 1,217

You brushed by Charlie Weasley entering potions, you looked down to control the heat that rose to your cheeks. Looking up you caught his eyes lingering.

You flushed remembering this last summer before your seventh year. 

You were out at a small beachtown with your parents, they were there less often than one would think for a family vacation so you spent much time walking around the town.

You had walked down to a more private area taking off your shoes laughing to find your toes in the sand. 

But when you got to your spot you found someone sitting there.a familiar mop of red curls, the gryffindor quidditch captain.

He turned to meet your eye. He looked over your curiosity written all over his face. When he moved you noticed a sketch book in his lap.

“Sorry I didn't think someone would be here,” you began to turn around.

“No, it's fine,” he smiled at you. “You go to Hogwarts don't you? I think we had charms together.”

You nodded at him smiling. You gave him your name.

“Its nice to properly meet you.”

You were soon meeting him in this spot every day. Talking, subtly getting closer, memorizing the way his hair curled around his face and how it carelessly fell back when he ran his finger through it.

It turned into an everyday thing to meet him out by that small hidden place. You were reading, he was drawing something facing you and you caught his eye more than once.

“What are you drawing this time?” you smiled at him placing down your book.

“You,” he shrugged like the simple word didn't just take your breath away.

“I thought you only drew dragons,” you tried to recover quickly. 

“I draw what i'd like to,” he looked up at you shyly placing the sketch book on your lap.

You inhaled sharply as you saw the way he drew the curve of your nose and the silly face you make when you concentrate too hard. 

“You made me beautiful,” you gave him a soft smile somewhere in you being lost in the drawing he moved right next to you.

“I drew you as you are,” his voice was almost a whisper and a rather large hand round a lock of your hair. 

You turned to face him, finding an intensity in his eyes you've never seen up close. Your eyes went to his lips that were twisted into a slight smirk. 

He was getting closer giving you time to pull away, but you met him there. You met slightly chapped lips and a hand found its way to your chin. 

You wanted to wrap yourself in him, he was warm and inviting. 

“Charlie,” you beathed when he pulled back his forehead against yours. “Do you want to come to my cabin?”

It was forward,stupid and might scare him off. But you wanted to take the chance what if it was only today, but also what if this could mean forever. 

He smiled, bringing his lips to yours again before getting up to go. He grabbed your hand so you could pull him with you.

Once you got to the cabin he seemed less dazed. “Your parents?”

“Out of town for the weekend.”

He pulled you to him, his arms circling your waist, a soft kiss on the front porch. “Are you sure?”

It was a good question, they could turn back now but nothing in you wanted to. 

You nodded, pressing a kiss to his lips pulling him in by his tee shirt.

Innocent kisses easily turned to gentle touches, clothes were shed frantically, it was a hunger you had never known before.

“Charlie,” you breathed as he went for your waist band. “I haven't ever done this before.”

He nodded, “we can stop.” 

“No.”

***

You pulled away from his eyes as you joined the other slytherin students on their side of the class. You took notes as diligently as you could wondering why he hasn’t talked to you. 

You needed to know what only two months ago put so much distance between the two of you. You thought he wanted you too.

Thinking back to how your parents never being present meant you and Charlie got the cabin to yourselves. 

You remembered his golden skin that stood out on your green sheets. He was laying on his stomach looking at you as you mindlessly traced his back. It took everything in you to not trace your own name on the muscle you were feeling.

“Charlie?”

“Yes love?” The nickname made your heart flutter.

“This won't be it for us, will it?”  you whispered. The doom of seventh year only weeks away.

“If you don't want it to be it won’t,” he twisted to face up,his fingers laced with yours bringing them to his mouth for a kiss.  

But it had been a lie, you walked onto the train and saw him with his friends, his arm slung around a pretty blond hufflepuff.

You walked to where you knew your friends were fighting back tears that you never allowed to slip.

You breathed you thought a week without hearing from him was reasonable but now you saw he may have had another reason.

You were young sure but everything in you knew you wanted Charlie Weasley in your life, you wanted his hands around your waist, his whispers at night.

He was everything you never knew you needed.

You hoped maybe he’ll reach out after maybe you miss understood, it was known Charlie Weasley was not intrested girls or anyone really. 

He never did.

So here you were in the October chill reading the same book you read on that beach for what had to be the tenth time since that day.

You heard a soft ‘oh’ as someone intruded on your quiet spot. 

It was Charlie.

“I'll go,” you said at the same time. You stood up almost falling from how fast you got up. You turned to walk away but a familiar hand grabbed your wrist. 

“Love?” he breathed as your face twisted into one of hurt you could fee the tears pricking your eyes. 

“What do you want Weasley” you tried to pull but his grip was firm.

“I want to know what happened to us,” you turned to meet his eyes to find hurt in them. “I thought you wanted us, I did, well I do.”

“I waited to hear from you Charlie, I understood the week before school, I did.” tears slipped, “but then I walked onto the train to find a pretty hufflepuff around you and i thought maybe you made a mistake.”

“Love, no, I meant what I said only if you wanted it.” he breathed, softly pulling you closer you followed his movement. “Penny is genuinely a friend. When you didn't reach out i thought you didn't want us.”

“Somehow, after everything all I want is us.” you managed a smile. You put your free hand into his red curls as he intertwined your fingers on the hand he used to pull you in. You laughed, pulling his face down to meet yours. 

There would be much to talk about , but right now you are grateful that Charlie wasn't a lost memory to linger on.

[slygirl666]

call me your love

chapter 2

master list 

unedited

hi ya’ll its been a while I found drafts but I've been so uninspired I hope you enjoy 

Two summers ago your mother caught you talking to a kitchen boy your age. Bellatrix had pulled you by the ear to your room.

“You stupid girl,” she spat. Her words usually lacked love but more so in this moment. “You are above those boys, you cannot speak to them. You would be painted a whore if any of our friends found out. “ “But mother-”

“Or worse you could be like your aunt Andromeda,” she slapped you “That whore eloped with a servant boy, already with a child. Got herself disowned. Do you want that?”

“No mother,” you cried silently cradling your stinging cheek.

Your mother walked out looking satisfied with herself and the lesson she taught.

* * *

You started at the woman your mother only talked about to tell you the life you shouldn’t live, she was poised much like your aunt Narcissa and mother. But her demeanor was friendlier.

“Mum made me put on a dress to meet you,” Nynphodora rolled her eyes.

“Yes, Dora loves to parade around in trousers.” Andromeda laughed.

Sirius stood up, “I’m sure you Ladies have much to talk about, I’ll leave you.”

You sat in silence for a moment.

“Dear, i'm not sure what your mother told you about me, but we are family.” Andromeda looked sad.

“I haven't had much of that since my marriage.” she obviously sensed your hesitation, “sweetheart, I understand your mother may have spoken Ill of me but-”

“I’m sorry, I can't say I trust my mothers word,” you hesitated. “But I don’t know you.”

“Would you like to know us?” Nyphodora asked.

You didn’t know what else to do but nod to the women, letting them talk soon, finding the company welcome.

That night you sat in the tub with warm water. Ginny had a jug and soap she used to help you wash.

“Ginny?”

“Yes Y/N?” She put them down to talk to you.

“Thank you for today,” you smiled. It was one of the few days that you had felt happy and truly free.

“It’s nothing you should thank me for,” she smiled, bringing the soap to your shoulder. “You are a part of this house, one of us.”

Ginny finished helping you get ready for bed, braiding your hair over your shoulder.

** *

The next morning brought excitement and nerves. Hermione Granger was to come be your tutor starting today.

When Ginny woke you up you insisted on getting ready right away. Ginny found your eagerness amusing.

Down at breakfast sipped your tea impatiently, Hermione should be here any moment. When you heard a knock at the door you got up with Ginny.

At the door Hermione and Lupin stood on the front porch. The two entered.

“Hermionie,” Ginny jumped to hug the girl. “Come on you two can work in the library.”

You followed Ginny as well not knowing where the library was yourself. The room was large with books covering walls from top top to bottom, two desks in the room along with a couch.

Hermionie made herself comfortable on the desk motioning for you to sit opposite of her.

“Show me what you already know,” she smiled at you.

You had insisted Hermione join you and the Weasley siblings for lunch outside. Unlike last time the lot of you sat at the large table that was directly outside.

You, Ginny and Hermionoe were the first to the table, the three of you talked as Molly, Aurthor, and Charlie brought in lunch.

When the twins and Ron joined you they all Happily greeted her. You took note that Ron was noticeably red in the face as he shyly said hi to your tutor. Fred and George sat on either side of you. Freds eyes were taking in your features as you observed the two older teens.

You felt a breath on your ear as Fred whispered, “Ronnie has fancied ‘mionie since they were kids.”

You turned to see his eyes on you intently, you matched his gaze. “Sometimes childhood sweethearts stick with us for longer than you would think.”

“I wouldn't know.”

“Me neither,” you turned back to your food.

Sirius, Harry and Remus joined the rest of you. “Y/N, Harry got an invitation that was extended to you. The Diggory’s are hosting a party next weekend. Their son Cedric is back from school.”

Ginny and Hermionie giggled a bit, “Cedric is quite handsome, oh I can't wait to see what you wear.”

Fred scoffed, “he’s not that handsome.”

“Don't worry brother, you're still pretty.” George announced making everyone giggle.

“I’d be delighted to go, Harry?” you smiled at him.

“Cedric is a friend I’m excited to see.” he gave you a smile.

As promised afternoons were free. You ginny, and now Hermione spent an hour outside with tea and some sweet treats that were snuck from the kitchen.  

“One of the twins keeps watching you miss Lestrange,” Hermionie giggled. The three of you turned to the stables to see one one of the redheads turn and return to the stable.

“That's Freddie,” Ginny bit into a biscuit. “He thinks she’s pretty, Charlie thinks he fancies her, but he denies it.”

“Gin,” you hushed her, feeling a blush creep up your chest. “That's silly.”

“No, I saw how he looked at you during lunch,” Hermionie stated.

“Maybe if we're talking about the weasley boys fancying someone we should be talking about you.” you defended, “Ronald seems rather taken with you Granger.”

“That's not news,” she blushed prettily. “When we were eleven he used to bring flowers to my fathers shop once a week.”

“He couldn’t even utter a word according to Charlie,” Ginny laughed.

That night you were in a tub filled with warm water as Ginny worked soaps and oil into your hair. Thinking about your day. “Gin, does Frederick really think i'm pretty?”

“Oh merlin, he doesn't shut up about you.” Ginny rolled her eyes pulling a bowl of water over your hair.

“oh, “ you clicked your tongue. Your cheeks warmed up thinking of the handsome boy who took care of the horses. What you couldn’t see was Ginny’s curious stare.

You settled into bed with one of the books Hermione left you on a reading list. You knew enough for her to teach you bigger things, like history and she even promised next week they’d start french lessons.

* * *

It was the next day during your afternoon off that you went to the stables to see Bella. George was there, he greeted you with a soft smile and nod.

“Hi George, can I brush bella?” you were hesitant the younger twin didn’t take to you like the others did.

“Of course miss, brushes are hung in that shelf, bellas has a b on it.”

You smiled as you went into her stable slowly. “Hi Bells.” you took the brush through her silky dark hair. The horse made an appreciative sound. “I began reading a book last night, it's by a woman author Hermionie told me to read…”

You talked mindlessly to the horse, Ginny had work to do and Hermionie had to go to help with the store. But you happily took the animals company, having visited the piglets and charlie earlier in the day.

“I just don't understand how a woman can find a man so hung up on status impossibly charming,” you put the brush down and the horse huffed and you almost swore she agreed.

“So status isn’t everything to you then?” you turned to see Fred looking amused.

“Fredrick, how long have you been there?” you jumped slightly at the smug smirk that appeared on his freckled face.

“Long enough,” he shrugged, moving towards the saddles. “I'm going on a ride, care to join me? Or would you rather talk to her?”

“I’ll join.” you smiled seeing he already got the saddle out for you and began putting it on. You went in your skirt, your mother would have died all over again seeing you be alone with a servant boy, your skirt hiked up to your knees.  

You smiled as the two of you rode in silence. A path you hadn’t gone on before, a few minutes trotting down the road the two of you reached a house. Or what you assumed was a house, the first two floors looked fairly normal but the rest looked as though someone had built it sideways.

“What is this place?” you were the first to speak.

“Home,” he smiled looking at it. There was a sense of pride in his voice almost as though he made it himself. “I mean it’s not the pretti-”

“It's wonderful,” you stopped him. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

He smiled again, halting the horses outside the house, by the time you followed he was already off. Ready to help you down from the stead.

You  took his hand going down with much less grace than you had hoped. He helped stedy you by offering his elbow as you walked towards the house with him.

Walking in you were hit with a warmth you didn’t even feel in cousin sirius’ house. The table was a slight mess, there were half knit projects on a wonky rocking chair.

“Wait here I just wanted to get my art supplies and Georgie wanted his journal,” he dashed up the stairs. You looked around, you noticed papers scattered across the dining room table.

A boy entered who looked older than the twins. “And you are?”

“Y/N Lestrange, I take it you're one of the weasleys that do not work at my cousin's house.”

He raised an eyebrow and rolled his eyes. “Percy. What are you doing here?”

“I joined Fredrick on a ride,” you smiled brightly. “Are you working?”

“Yes papers,” he never dropped his gaze. “Im working with the bank manager fudge, i'm hoping to take a place by his side. My family seems to waste time playing house for someone else whil-”

“Oy, Percy, stop being rude.” Fred stood at the foot of the stairs, a harsh frown crossing his boyish features. He moved towards you quickly, his hand gently finding its way around your wrist. “We shall be leaving, percy had a nice time meeting you, miss lestrange hopes never to cross your path again. See you after dinner perce.”

Fred slammed the door behind the two of you. “Well he was lovely.”

“He thinks he’s above the rest of us.” Fred bit out while housing you onto bella. “The way that he thought to talk down about us in front of you is-”

“Fred, i think the world of your family” you cut him off causing his eyes to snap to you. “Your mother and sister spend the days with me,your father is wonderfully curious charlie has one of the biggest hearts, Ron is harry's best friend and you and george are some of the only people to genuinely make me smile. No one is capable of changing the fact that I have an insane amount of adoration for you weasleys.”

The two of you were approaching the farm once more, Ginny was frantically waving you over.

Fred rushed to help you off.

“Y/N, Harry has a guest in the tea room and he is eager to meet you.” Ginny bounced up and down excitedly. “I laid out a dress for you, we need to hurry.”

She grabbed your arm as you waved goodbye to a conflicted looking Fred.  

Ginny quickly put you into a lacy light green gown and repidded some of your curls before pushing you back out your door.

You rushed to the door right outside of the tea room, taking a moment to breathe and adjust yourself.

You walked in with a poise that would nearly impress your mother. Sitting on a chair across from Harry was a handsome young man, dressed in a nice brown suit, he had a charming grin. His eyes brightened once you made your presence known.

“Miss lestrange,” he held a hand out that you gently placed yours into, he placed a soft kiss to the back of it.

“I seem to be at a disadvantage. You know my name but I do not know yours.” you held eye contact with him.

You heard harry sigh, “Y/N this is Cedric Diggory, Cedric this is Y/N lestrange.”

Cedric let go of your hand as you broke his gaze to look at harry. “I didn’t know we were going to have company today harry.”

“That is my fault,” Cedric smiled easily. “I heard about your arrival to the black manor and wanted to visit for myself, but seemed to forget my manners in my rush.”

“And how do the two of you know each other?”

Ginny entered with a tea tray handing everyone a cup.

“Cedric moved here a little over four years ago, he studied with me until he found his own tutor.” Harry smiled at Ginny as she handed him a cup. Their fingers brushed and his cheeks colored lightly.

“The real reason i'm here is to invite you to your first official party since you arrived. Harry has been coming for sometime now but I wanted to personally invite you as well.”

You smiled at this, the only parties you had been to were the ones that your mother paraded you around at making you dance with the snobbish sons of her equals.

“Cousin Sirius brought this up, I would be delighted to go mr. diggory .”

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the thin line

Warnings: sex language all that shit

authors note: this is one of those drafts I promised because why not, not edited and not my favorite

words: 3453

You flopped onto the couch. Fred, who was nursing a glass of scotch, looked up at you shocked.

“Bad date, I reckon?” He looked sympathetic, a rare trait for him.

“The absolute worse,” you groaned, moving to lean on his shoulder. “First off he was constantly talking about his exes, yes multiple, and not even twenty minutes into the date he tried to put his hands up my skirt.”

“No,” Fred mock gasped. “You wait till at least the third date to let a man publicly get you off.”

You slapped his shoulder but couldn’t hold in the laughter what he said. “What about you? Huh, Fred, correct me if I’m wrong but you're going through a dry spell yourself.”

“This isn't about me Y/N.” he glared at you. You seemed to have struck a nerve.

It was true you and Fred have no secrets between you, having lived together for the last year. In the beginning you had often met women he kept around for a week at most, at times even playing the angry girlfriend when a one off overstayed their welcome. Fred often caught you doing the walk of shame through the joke shops door after your latest night out.

“I’m sorry your date sucked, love.” he stroked your arm soothingly. “If you’d like I can draw you a bath, get you some wine.”

You nodded, It was a ritual. Failed love life, he drew you a bath and let you relax; if he had a stressful day at work you would read to him (something he didn’t enjoy doing himself, but loved listening to) while he rested his head on your thigh.  

Fred walked to your bathroom running the water, before moving to the kitchen getting you a glass and bottle. “Bubbles?”

“Always,” you shouted to him.

In a few minutes time Fred was at the doorway to get you, “come on princess Bath is ready.”

You smiled, moving to twist your hair up as you walked into the bathroom. Once you were undressed and in the tub, which was filled to the brim with bubbles, Frec came back in lowering the toilet seat so he could sit and talk with you.

“How many dates is that this time around?” Fred asked, pouring a glass for you.

“Three this week,” you sighed while drinking some of the bitter liquid. “I’m I that horrible to look at? I mean not to sound vain but I have a decent face, and my tits aren't half bad either.”

Fred choked on the drink he took.  “I mean-”

“Don’t answer that, let me wallow in self pity for a few hours,” you rolled your eyes kicking up some water. “Tell me, anything new happening in the shop?”

Fred talked excitedly about his newest product. The two of you sat there until your skin started to prune. You shooed him out so you could get ready for the night.  

Once again you found yourself on the couch with Fred's head in your lap. You ran your fingers through his ginger hair. He made small appreciative moans that you felt lower in your body than you should have.

“We should get some sleep Fred,” you smiled down to him, before shocking him off lightly to go to your own room.

You spent a couple hours tossing and turning, Pressing your legs together to create some form of much needed friction. It had been months since you’ve slept with someone and the fact that you needed to get laid was more evident in the fact that sounds your best friend made had you hot and bothered.

It was well past midnight, Fred had to be asleep, so you gave in.

“Fuck it.”

You allowed one hand to trail to your underwear teasing yourself through the fabric. You were already wet and frustrated but you didn't want to give in just yet. You trailed your pinky finger up and down your clothed heat applying the slightest bit of pressure over your clit.

You bit your lip to muffle the goan escaping your lips, before moving to your dresser pulling out a bullet vibrator. You clicked it on the sound of the light buzz increasing your ever growing excitement. You pressed it against your navel before guiding it down past the elastic of your underwear it was centimeters away from your center, a loud moan dripped from your lips as it touched that aching bundle of nerves.

A knock at the door interrupted your high. “Y/N, you okay?”

“Yes Fred,” you clicked off the bullet, shoving it under your pillow. Just in time to see Fred peak his head through the door.

“I thought I heard something,” Fred sat on the edge of your bed. “Came to check on you, only to hear it come from your room. Are you alright?”

You refused to meet his eyes, the smirk that played on his lips told you he had some idea of what you were up to.

“I’m fine fred, thank you for your concern.” you tried to end the conversation, but you felt the mattress shift beside you as fred got comfortable.

“So Princess, what were you doing?” his voice was low in your ear, making your breath hitch.

“Nothing, Freddie,” you were breathless and he knew what he was doing. “I’m going to bed.”

You felt him pull you to his chest, his soft breaths lulling you to sleep.

The next morning you woke to Fred stirring awake, he was not a morning person so you struggled out of his grasp to the kitchen.

You put on a pot of coffee before jumping up to sit on the counter next to the machine. You sat there listening to the coffee drip, thoughts flooded with the cheeky bastard you woke up next to.

George came in through the door looking exhausted, he looked to you then to the slowly filling up pot of coffee.

“You are an angel, L/N.” George went to the covert to bring out three mugs. When it was finished he poured the dark liquid adding milk and sugar to the three mugs.

The smell of the coffee seemed to drag Fred out of bed. He walked into the kitchen groggily you picked up and offered him a mug that he took with a sleepy smile. “Morning Princess, Georgie.”

George quickly told Fred about the plans for the shop before the two men parted. Fred to get dressed, and George to their office to do paper work.

Fred came out of his room in a nice suit using his wand to do his tie as he walked towards the front door.

“See you tonight, Y/N.” he smiled at you, straightening his tie.

Being a Saturday meant you didn’t have to go into work for the weekend, you used your wand to clean up the mess you had all made before moving onto your room.

You debated upon making your bed, before moving the pillow you slept under. You were shocked to find your vibraitor not under your pillow but on the nightstand. There was one explanation you didn’t even want to think of.

You laid yourself down back onto the bed, deciding a few more hours of sleep would be best.

Fred came back after work to find you watching a tv show. He settled onto the couch.

“What are you watching?”

“Muggle tv show.” you took your eyes off the tv. “We should go out tonight.”

“Should we?” Fred kicked off his shoes, “does this have something to do with last night? Or maybe what I found under my pillow this morning?”

“Yes,” you answered plainly. “And to be fair you invited yourself into my room, what you found was your fault.”

You got up going to your room to find something to wear to a club. You found a black leather skirt and low cut tank that had lace framing your breast perfectly.

You walked out of your room to find Fred had discarded his jacket and suit vest leaving him in a pair of dark slacks, a lavender shirt and his tie.

You walked to him face to chest with him. You moved to loosen his tie and remove it, “you are still a bit too formal for clubbing. Undo the top tree buttons and roll your sleeves up.”

You instructed going to the shoe rack for your heels, before slipping them clumsily.

“Where are we going?”

“Muggle club, in London,” you put your arm through his. “A lot of uni students go there, so plenty of people our age.”

The two of you disapperated to the three broomsticks to go through to Muggle London.

You pulled Fred around till you found the place you were looking for, a place a muggle born friend of yours had shown you straight out of hogwarts.

You waited in the line of people until you were allowed in. the two of you made a B-line for the bar.

Fred ordered your drinks while you looked around the club, “tall blond, near the door. She’s checking you out.”

“You sure?” He looked in the direction you told him. “She’s pretty, might do for a night.”

He handed you your drink walking off to the direction of the blonde woman. You knew you wouldn’t see him for a while, possibly all night. You sat at a seat overlooking the dance floor, you saw a familiar flash of red hair under the neon lights as he danced jokingly with the girl you pointed out to him.

You sat back enjoying your people watching. “You look far too pretty to be sitting alone.”

You turned to see a man, he was handsome with dark curls and light eyes contrasting with the carmel color of his skin. “Something must be wrong, let me guess you were cheated on?”

“No,” you smiled at his assumptions.

“Girls night out and you are the DD,” you lifted your drink and he thought. “Heart broken?”

You tilted your head giving him a small smile, “it feels like it but i'm not sure, can someone who never had your heart break it?”

“That’s way too poetic for a girl in a trashy club,” he laughed. “Calen Collens.”

“Y/N L/N,” you offered him a hand to shake. “Would you like to dance?”

He smiled taking you to the dance floor, the movements the two of you made close and slow.

Soon his lips found your ear. “Be mine tonight, Y/N?”

That was too much, too forward. Sure she let him flit and held him close but the fact he would be so forward. “I’m going to go to the restroom.”

You ran as fast as you could in heels, you found Fred pressed against a wall with the blonde on his lips.

“I'm going home,” you walked past them out into the cold night tears threatening to fall. It was dark and Muggle London wasn’t the safest palace at night, you just had to find somewhere secluded.

There were footsteps behind you, you ducked into an alleyway hoping they would stop. They didn't. You felt a hand grab your forearm and you drew your wand.

“Merlin, it's me,” you were spun around to be face to face with Fred. his eyes softened when he saw the tears on your face, he brought a hand to wipe at them. “Princess lets get you home.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, bringing his own wand out taking the two of you home.

* * *

The two of you were on the couch you had put on a movie and were resting with your head on Fred’s chest. He stroked your hair, “do you want to tell me what happened?”

“I met a man, he was charming and nice. But the moment that he asked if i could be his tonight I broke.” you laughed humorlessly, “i complain about the lack of sex in my life, hell you almost caught me getting off. Yet a hot man approached me and I had a breakdown like no other, and then I ruined your chance for a bit of fun. It’s pathetic.”

“No it isn’t,” Fred sighed leaning his cheek onto your head. “You just aren’t one for casual nights.”

“It would be easier if i was,” you rolled your eyes. “I also want trust and respect, but that's a bit much I guess.”

“It really isn’t Princess,” he lifted your chin to face him. “I think that's admirable.”

Your eyes met his, his hazel ones flicking from your lips to your eyes. You brought a hand to trace his jaw line, something you’ve done many times before but felt different now.

You felt his breath first, his nose bumping yours. He was giving you time to back away, you didn’t want to.

He pressed his lips to yours, they were softer than you could imagine. You brought your hands to his neck as his hands went for your waist.

You pulled him down guiding him on top of you.

“Room?” Fred breathed into the kiss, You let out a soft hum in response.

Fred guided you up, once you were on your feet he pulled you into him, leaning down to give you a breathtaking kiss.

He pulled away slowly dragging your bottom lip between his teeth.

You let out a moan, he pulled you by the hand as he rushed to his room.

“Are you sure about this?” He was hesitant once this line was crossed it could never be forgotten.

“We can freak out tomorrow,” you pushed him onto his bed. “Right now take your clothes off.”

“Gladly,” he moved to take off his shirt. You watched appreciatively as his arms flexed.

You sat with legs on either side of his waist, your fingertips tracing the exposed skin. His lips met your neck with light nips as he tugged on your tank top. You leaned back allowing him to pull it over your head.

You shivered at the sudden exposure to the cold air, Fred stared at you in awe. His hands came to cup your breast, the rough pads of his thumbs traced your nipple teasingly.

Your breath hitched and he threw you a cheeky smirk before bringing his tongue out and flicking one.

You moaned at the contrast of the cold air and the heat of his mouth. Every movement he made every lick, nip and suck felt expertly practiced.

His hands fell back to your hips using them to push you off him and have you land with your back pushed into the mattress. He kissed down your navel before making eye contact with you.

“You are fucking perfect.” he brought a hand under the elastic of your sleep shorts, his eyes went wide in surprise. “No underwear? You princess are in trouble.”

He pulled your shorts to your knees before continuing to trail his lips down to your center. His right hand following his lips while his left kept you in place.

He lifted his head as he brought his fingers to your core, letting out a breathy chuckle when you moaned. He put two of his fingers into you. He put the two both into his mouth, he hummed smirking at your reaction.

“Okay, Fred, that- that was hot.” you let out an airy laugh completely off guard. He kissed your inner thigh, the tip of his nose teasing where you want him the most. “Freddie-”

His name shifted to a moan as he trailed his tongue to your entrance.

A mew left your lips as he worked the flat of his tongue around up and down your entrance. He stopped the movement to allow his fingers back inside you. He got a bit bolder using his teeth to lightly nip at your clit. You moved your hands into his hair back arching as he continued to allow his tongue to flick at it, letting his teeth work in sync as well.

You gripped his hair slightly with a tug. “Fuck, Princess.”

You leaned up meeting his eyes, the sight of him between your legs, his mouth a mess, his torso exposed was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. “Are you ready? because I absolutely am.”

“Just be inside of me freddie,” you looked up at him through your eyelashes. Got up to remove his pants

The anticipation that you felt watching him stroke himself was insane. You watched him in what felt like slow motion as he pumped his cock, a look of blissful relief crossed his handsome features.  

The trob between your legs felt unbearable, “hurry up Fred, please.”

“Needy thing aren't you?” he chuckled, moving his hand back to line himself up to you. When he finally entered you you moaned happy to feel him.

* * *

You woke up sore tangled in sheets that aren't yours,as the weight of the bed shifted. Fred moved to find his clothes.

“Morning, Freddie.” you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. It wasn’t the first time you woke up in his bed but this time was extraordinarily different. You found your shorts discarded on the floor before moving to pull them on, you felt his eyes watching you. “What time is it?”

“Seven,” you turned to find him sitting in just a pair of boxers. He looked lost so you found your way back to him standing between his legs. “We’ll talk after I finish up at the shop, right?”

You moved your fingers to trace his worried face. “I’ll be right here like I always am.”

You threw on a shirt and went for the door.  

“George will be suspicious if we were out at the same time, I’ll make you coffee.” you walked out going to your own room to throw on a robe.

When you put coffee grounds in the machine and clicked it on George walked through the door, pulling you in for a side hug. “If i weren’t engaged I would marry you L/N, Freddie should.’

“Angelina ban coffee again?” you laughed finding three tall mugs for all of you.

“If I didn't love her or the child that we made I would leave because of that coffee ban.” he sighed dramatically.

“You don't mean that, shut up and get the cream from the fridge,” you rolled your eyes watching the drip of the coffee finish.

Fred emerged from his own room with a sleepy grin, faker. You poured him a cup with all the fixings before handing it to him. “Morning Princess, sleep well?”

He winked at you over the brim of his cup. “No, something had me rolling around all night, nothing I can't fix.”

He laughed as George looked between the two of you, “I don't get you two.” he walked out the door down to the office.

Fred pulled you close, “ tonight?”

“tonight,” you tiptoed to kiss his nose.

He smiled with a boyish charm and walked out the door with a small hop in his step. Now was the time to overthink everything.

Was it a mistake?

Did he hate it?

Were you bad?

Would you guys ever be the same?

You went into the kitchen and pulled out Molly’s baking cards. If you were going to talk may as well have something sweet while you were at it. With the wave of your wand music filled the room from the radio. You moved your hips along with the beat. Looking through the cards you decided on her tentacle tart recipe, not finding everything you went out to the store.

You spent your day doing small things, organizing your stuff in the bathroom, doing your laundry and reading two books.

When the door to the apartment opened you jumped up from the couch. “Fred.”

“Y/N, how was your day?” you watched as your usually overly confident best friend shuffled his feet bashfully.

“Sit down Fred,” you laughed. “We don’t have to be awkward, let's be grown ups now freddie. Tentacle tart?”

He nodded letting a carefree chuckle escape him. “Please, so we had sex.”

“I'm pretty sure we were both present, what should we do now? Pretend it never happened-?

“No, I don't want to pretend it never happened.”

“Neither of us have dated any since our school days, and we live in such close quarters I don’t think casual will suit us.”

“We don’t have to label it you know, we can just be us.” Fred finally met your eye, his usual smirk finally finding his face. “Bet mum would be happy.”

“We could just let them figure it out,” you chuckled. “Ginny told me the whole family has money on us.”

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Hi guys I know some people are waiting on a call me your love update. But I’ve been in a shitty place in life where writing romance is tearing me up inside so I will be updating hopefully soon but until then I’ll be fairly silent. If you took the time to read this ty and I appreciate it. In the mean time I might start poasting some of my drafts for FRED WEASLEY and CHARLIE WEASLEY

Lots of love

ALU

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call me your love

chapter 1

master list

warnings: none 

When you and Ginny reached the carriage Fred was soothing the horses attached to it. When he opened the door motioning for you to go up the two steps. When Ginny walked up he teasingly bowed to her, an action that earned quite laughter from you and a smack on the chest from Ginny.

The short ride to the town was filled with Ginny animatedly telling you all about the town. The second the carriage stopped she jumped out the door, when you got off you noticed Fred tying the horses. Ginny linked your arms leading you to mrs. Kranders.

The young woman currently working took measurements trying to find things that fit you properly.

Ginny looked through the things already made finding a simple powder blue dress that from the looks of it would go just below her knees. It was pretty,but it looked rather large for her small frame.

“Ma’am,” you looked at the woman currently measuring her. “Can you find my friend a better fitting dress?”

“Yes miss,” she nodded.

When you had three dresses, all a thin cotton with full skirts that reached past her knees. Ginny was surprised when the woman called for her to replace you. You watched as Ginny squirmed under the touch of the woman.  

When she had finished Ginny had a dress in the same powder blue with a better fit. Ginny counted the coin out of the pouch Sirius had handed her before. The two girls walked out with the dresses in separate boxes.

Fred was across the street talking to a woman that looked to be around his age, she was beautiful with glowing chocolate skin and dark hair tied back neatly, her collared shirt and long skirt made her look refined.

“Freddie,” Ginny called as they walked across the street. The young woman gave him a smile as she walked off. “Angelina?”

He nodded looking slightly flushed.

“She fancies the twins,” Ginny winked to you. She quickly turned her attention back to her brother. “Show Y/N around, will you? I have to pick up things for mum.”

“Of course,” he nodded to Ginny who was already bounding off. He motioned for you to walk with him. “Miss Lestrange, is there anything you’d like to see?”

“Can we just walk?” he nodded, leading her around the people selling things,she found a man selling strands of hair ribbon. “I'm going to buy something.”

Fred nodded watching you go up to the man, you got three ribbons matching your own dresses and a lovely blue one that you knew would suit Ginny.

“Did you really need four miss Lestrange,” Fred smirked. You couldn’t help but smile at the teasing tone he had.

“No I needed three,” you looked down a bit bashfully. “The other is a gift for Ginny.”

“You didn’t have to do that miss.”

“I wanted to, I truly meant it when I said I want to be friends with her.” you met his gentle hazle gaze, held warmth and surprise.

“I’m  sure she’ll love it.” the two of you continued to walk.

The two of you passed a book shop, in the small window you saw a girl reading a book. “Fred, what's this place?”

“It's the Granger’s book shop,” He nodded looking into the window before tapping on it. The girl looked up from her book smiling. She put the book down and came out the door.

“Hello Fred, Ginivera just stopped by,” she smiled. Then turned to you, “she said you had a new member in the house. I'm Hermione Granger, miss.”

“Y/N Lestrange,” you smiled at her. “If you don’t mind me asking what are you reading?”

“A book on healing, It can come in handy around here.” she smiled at you.

“Hemione is the smartest girl around,” Fred smirked, that sparked your interest.

“Do you tutor?” she looked genuinely surprised. “I was never educated past basic reading. My cousin is trying to find me a tuto-”

“That would be great,” hermione smiled brilliantly.

“I’ll have my cousin write to you then.”

“Thank you miss Lestrange.” she excitedly ran back into the shop.

“You miss Lestrange are full of surprises.” Fred gave you a smirk.

“I’d rather not be predictable Fredrick.” You continued to walk.

* * *

You quickly learned that sundays were rather lazy at Grimmauld manor, you and Ginny sat on a quilt eating a light lunch in their new dresses. Ginny used the ribbon you gifted her to tie off a loose braid over her shoulder, you were right the brighter blue set off her red hair and the light dress perfectly.

Fred and George walked up to you two, Fred sat across from you, George right next to him, he took a piece of fruit off your plate before giving you a wink.

“You ladies fancy a ride?” Fred asked.

“Who's going?” Ginny spoke up.

“Ron is.” Fred grabbed another piece of your food before adding, “so is Harry.”

You noticed how the girl's cheeks went pink at the mention of his name. “Y/N can we go?”

“Why not?” you turned to her.

“Let me pack up boys.” Ginny jumped up, “can we go to the pond?”

There were two identical nods, Ginny walked back to the house excitedly.

Fred offered a hand to help you up, You took it. The feeling of his hand in yours was new and pleasant. “Would you like to come with me to prepare the horses, miss Lestrange?”

George looked to his brother clearly puzzled, “Freddie, Miss Lestrange you don't have to-”

“No I would like to,” you smiled at the boys. “I love horses and haven’t gotten to see them since my arrival.”

Fred moved ahead faster leaving George to walk slower allowing you to follow. You noticed George's silence, he was almost hesitant to talk to you unlike all the other Weasley children.

When you reach the stables Fred is waiting for the two of you,  he almost seems to be vibrating in his place.

“Common pick a horse,” Fred moved to show you the different horses of different colors. Your eyes settled on a solid black one, “thats Bella.”

He put his hand out for your and brought it to her nose, guiding you to pet her gently. “Should I get her ready for you?”

You wanted to nod but you never rode a horse on your own.

You watched as George called Fred to the side and they whispered. You continued patting Bella. Mesmerized by the velvety feeling of her skin.

You had always liked looking at horses and when your mother was away your father would let you ride with him, but that had been years ago.

Fred walked back to you, “Miss Lestrange, we can take it slower than the rest.”

He started getting the stuff ready to dress the horse, George had already prepared two already. You sat back watching them work, eyes lingering longer on Fred.

“Y/N?” Ginny, Harry and Ron were beside you. Harry had a smirk on his face as though he knew where your mind was. “Who am I riding with?”

“Me,” George called. He spotted the basket in her arms, “what did you bring?”

“That's a surprise dear brother.” Ginny went to pet their horse.

“Pretty aren’t they?” Harry said in a hushed voice.

“Who?” playing coy may be the only thing that could get you through the idea that harry knew what you were thinking about.

“The Weasleys,” He smirked. “Fiery creatures, with hair to match. Be careful Y/N one can take your heart easily.”

You followed Harry’s gaze to Ginny, “do you speak from experience?”

He chuckled, “I shouldn't say.”

“We’re ready to go,” Ronald Weasley called out to you both. Harry jumped onto the horse with ease.

You reapproached Fred who waved you over. “You jump up and I will help you, okay?”

You nodded turning to the horse, you felt fred behind you, towering over you. You jumped with ease Freds hands finding your waist for a moment as he used his strength to lift you up onto the horse. You moved a leg to the other side once you got up.

Fred guided you and Bella out to the others, he joined you on his own horse. “You lot go ahead, Miss and i will go a bit slower.”

Ron smiled, “race you.” before he shot off followed by Harry and the Weasleys.

Fred taught you how to get the horses to move,  the trail was clear and not too long filled with comforting jokes from Fred. Soon you saw the other hoses tied up on a broken fence. He got down tying his horse before going to help you off.

As you slowly slid off the horse, Fred’s hand found your waist once again. This time holding you facing him. You two were close, his eyes locked on yours as your face passed his.

The moment left you winding what the locks of flaming hair would feel like between your fingers.

You shook the thought, “We should get to the others.”

He nodded leading you to a path too small for the horses, “it's a short walk to the pond.”

It was a bit of a hike to a beautiful plane, there were patches of daisies and a deep emerald pond.

Harry was helping Ginny set out the blanket the two of you sat on earlier while Ron and George were taking off their shoes and socks. You and Fred looked at each other before running to Ginny and Harry.

“Take you stockings off,” Ginny moved to remove her own. You must have looked shocked because she laughed. “You can go into the pond with them if you’d like, it's not very comfortable though.”

“Right,” you sat and began undoing the ribbon that held her stockings up. Taking off your shoes and rolling them down off your legs. Ginny hopped up from her place motioning for you to do the same.

She took your hand before turning to the boys, “don’t touch my basket, it's for later.”

She pulled you to the pond where Ron and George were already splashing around, their shirts, socks and shoes discarded on the grass.

You walked into the water shocked at the cold, Ginny was already swimming around, though it was so shallow it wasn't necessary until you reached a certain point.

Everyone was in the water the six of you splashed and played. You watched as everyone went further into the pond.

“Not coming out, miss Lestrange?” Fred was next to you.

“I’m not too confident in my ability to be out so far into the water.”  Y/N laughed.

The boy moved so he would be on his back, for a brief moment you saw the muscle on his chest. You looked away, “Float with me then?”

“What?”

“Do you know how to?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then just Float.”

You moved onto your back, arms out you closed your eyes. You felt a lightness in your chest you hadn’t felt in years.

* * *

You had gotten tired of the water rather quickly, something about it drained your energy. You had gone and collected a large amount of daisies, finding a clear lush green spot on the grass you sat weaving them together.

Ginny and Ron sat next to you watching curiously, “I always tried to do that as a child but could not, how do you do that?”

You laughed showing them each how to weave them together into a simple crown. you put yours on Ginny’s head, she put hers on yours, and ron decided upon wearing his own.

“I feel quite pretty,” he laughed, adjusting it.

“I say it's time to open the basket, yes?”

“Yes, please Gin,” Ron groaned. “I’m starving.”

“Then go get the others.” you continued weaving more of them together as Ginny set out biscuits, fruit and cups.

“Y/N, common you can bring your flowers,” she waved you over. You saw the boys walking over as you sat down.

Everyone sat around the blanket to eat, Ginny pulled out a bottle of wine. “Figured we may enjoy this.”

George grabbed the bottle bringing it to his lips before offering it around. You watched as they all had a swing, the bottle went to Fred last who gulped some down before motioning it towards you.

“Oh no, I don’t drink wine,” you smiled politely. “Thank you though.”

“Common miss Lestrange,” his hazel eyes laughed even when his mouth wouldn’t. “A sip only?”

You hesitated and took the bottle, your fingers grazed his and he winked. You brought the bottle up to your lips wincing slightly at the taste of bitterness as it hit your tongue.

“Now was that so bad?” Harry laughed at your sour face.

“It was the absolute worst,” you glared at the laughing faces of the Weasleys, handing them it off before focusing on your flowers.

You do not know how long you all spent there; it could have been the whole day or only two hours. But before you knew it you were back at the manor.

Molly greeted you, Ginny and Harry. She told you to go to the sun room, Sirius had a visitor he would like you to meet.

You walked over with Ginny hesitantly. Inside with Sirius was two women, one much younger than the other. Both had dark brown hair, though the older’s was streaked with grey.

“Ah, Y/N,” Sirius stood up, signaling for you to sit next to him. You did look at the two women sipping tea across from you.

“Hello Y/N,” the younger woman spoke. “We usually come on mondays, but I couldn’t wait to meet you.”

“Sorry about Dora, dear,” the older woman smiled warmly. “Im Andromeda Tonks, your mother was my sister.”

“Mother told me about you,” You held your tongue.

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Call me your love

The beginning

Fred Weasley x Lestrange!reader 

historical au: 1800′s 

warnings: none for this chapter, will eventually be an 18+ story. probably not historically accurate, I kinda don't care 

will most likely be on Wattpad too (might change the name please help me with it)

An eight year old Y/N Lestrange walked with her mother to their carriage. It was a rare time she was allowed out of the manor. They had stopped in a dress shop because Lady Lestrange needed to get Y/N a dress that was appropriate for a funeral.

The Funeral of the Mr. and Mrs. Potter, a well respected wealthy family. Though Y/N didn’t know them she did know that they were dear to cousin Sirius’ heart. So dear that their nine year old boy was left in his care.

Sirius had invited his own family seeing how the potters didn’t have any living.

Y/N sat as still as possible while an older lady took measurements of her and her mother looked at materials.

When Y/N had gotten back into her proper clothes she sat patiently waiting for her mother to finish. She played with the pendant that fell over her dress.

When her mother was finished she walked out to the busy streets of london she felt a hand on her wrist as she was pulled away from her mother.

She was pulled behind a shop where she was met with the dirty face of a young boy slightly older than her whose smile spelled trouble.

“Do you have money, miss?” the boy whispered almost ashamed. His eyes not meeting hers. She took a moment to take in his appearance. His trousers had holes in them, he was barefoot on the dirt street, his bright orange hair had dusty areas in it.

“No I don't,” Y/N almost felt bad for him. She looked for something to give him before reaching for her necklace. “Why do you need the money, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“My family has none, miss, see I have six siblings,” his hazel eyes finally met your tears in them with a hint of shame. “We might starve if my brothers and I don’t find away to get money for them.”

So Y/N Lestrange made the decision to unclasp the necklace and put it in his hand, “sell it, it can get you a few galleons.”

“I’ll never forget this, miss I’ll owe you for the rest of my life.

Y/N finally hears the distant yell of her mother, “i have to go.”

She walked off and the little redhead boy knew he would never see her again.

***ten years later***

An eighteen year old Y/N sat in a carriage with her cousin Sirius Black and the boy Harry Potter as the view of the Lestrange manor became smaller with each turn of the wheel.  

Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange had died of an illness that went undetected until it was too late.

Y/N sat silently in the seat of the carriage, her parents weren’t the most loving. She was mostly raised by a nanny, rather than being educated she was encouraged to do more ladylike activities like needle point and music. But they were her parents, her  blood.

Her aunt Andromeda had married poor and was disowned so she could not live with her, her aunt Narcissa’s husband was much too busy a man for another child to be around.

Her cousin Sirius said he had more than enough room for her to stay, with a cousin she didn’t know hours away from her childhood.

Sirius had fallen asleep an hour into the ride, Harry Potter finally spoke. “Miss Lestrange, I know it isn’t much but I do understand. Living with Sirius is an interesting time yes but I do hope we can be friends.”

“That would be nice and given the circumstances of our situation why don’t you call me Y/N” she tried her best to smile.

“Only if you agree to calling me Harry.” he smiled.

The two sat for the other hour of the trip with polite conversation between the two of them.

When the carriage came to a halt the redhead man came down to open the doors, Sirius laughed. “We aren’t normally so formal but we are trying to make a good impression here.”

Sirius waved his hand in the direction of the tall stocky man with his red hair tied lowly behind him. “This is Charlie Weasley, he is our driver, when he is not doing that he can be found in the farm.”

“Goodday, miss Lestrange it is exciting to meet you,” he helped her out by hand.

“That is very kind of you to say.” she smiled as she walked off with her cousin.

Sirius opened the door to Grimwald manner and yelled out, “Ginniveria!”

A thin girl in a simple dress that went to her calf walked in. she looked to be around your age which excited you. “yes Sirius, and you know it's Ginny.”

Y/N was startled at the lack of formality, but eased as Sirius laughed and apologized. “This is Ginny Weasley, she does a lot of the house keeping, she will be showing you around.”

Sirius dismissed himself as Harry said he must be off to study, nodding shyly to Ginny.

“Well miss Lestrange, I can show you around, your room is prepared, but the boys will be bringing your stuff up so we can see the grounds.”

Y/N followed the excited girl as she spewed facts about what was in the house and her family. She learned that all the weasleys but two worked in the house, her mother was the cook, her father repaired around the house with the youngest of her  brothers, two of them worked the stables and Charlie took care of the farm animals.

To Y/N it seemed like a lot of people doing so many things.

When they reached the stables Ginny called out for her brothers, “Fredrick, George!”

That's when all of a sudden a young man with bright red hair appeared behind them spooking his sister and Y/N in the process. Ginny hit him with her arm, “fredric you absolute pr-”

“No no sister,” he tisked at her, “we have to make a good first impression don't we?”

He gave her a wink she scoffed, “cause you're doing so well aren't you?”

“Feisty, ain't she?” she took her hand bringing it to his lips eyes locking with hers. “Frederick weasley Miss Lestrange, Happy to meet you.”

“Well Frederick. I do enjoy horses and think you will be seeing me quite a bit.”

“I'll look forward to it,” something in his hazel eyes was awfully familiar though she couldn’t quitte place why.  Ginny grabbed her wrist pulling her back to the house.

Ginny led Y/N to her room, multiple trunks containing her entire life were there. “Could you help me unpack?”

“Yes miss,” she smiled, opening one of them expertly making her way around the room. “You know other than my mother who hardly counts, I’m never around other girls. I do hope we can be friends.”

The thought of making friends with a girl who worked for her would have scandalized Y/N’s mother. But she had never had any friends her own age other than her cousin, “I think I’d like that, call me Y/N please.”

Ginny smiled and continued helping her unpack, Y/N looked around the room, some one had put flowers on the dresser that she recognized from the field outside. Y/N smiled knowing Ginny placed them there.

“I should go help Mum set up for supper, I’ll come get you beforehand.” Ginny walked out closing the door, it was funny she had only just arrived today and they treated her so warmly.

Y/N moved to the chest that she knew carried her more casual dresses moving to take off her heavily layered dress.

That in itself took a good amount of time, after redressing she moved to the vanity beginning to take out the intricate pins and overly done curls, running a brush through them. Struggling to put it up.

With a knock at the door Ginny entered the room. “Do you want some help?”

Y/N nodded letting Ginny take the brush before putting delicate braids on either side of her hair tying it back with a grey ribbon.

They walked together to the dining room. Y/N was surprised to see the large family of redheads also sitting at the large dining table. She knew her parents would hate it, she smiled to herself. Her cousin was so kind to the people who work for them she almost wondered why.

But she sat happily joining them for supper.

* * *

Waking up in a room that wasn’t her own was a strange feeling, Ginny opened the room's curtains before getting a simple shirt and long skirt for her to wear.

“You’ll be joining Harry in his studies today,” she made the bed as Y/N got out of it. “Your afternoon is free.”

“But i-”

“Hurry now, breakfast will be finished in a minute.” Ginny helped her get into her skirts, getting as Y/N buttoned up her shirt to the neck. Putting her hair back into a subtle half up style.

The two girls went down the stairs chatting. Like the night before the Weasley family was at the breakfast table.

Harry and the youngest Weasley boy were having a conversation, the twins, Frederick and George, recalled laughing at the expense of Charlie Who seemed annoyed. While Molly, Sirius and Aurther had a quiet conversation. Ginny sat next to one of the twins leaving an open space on the edge of the table. Y/N sat eating her breakfast quietly just observing the odd way everyone interacted.

“Miss Lestrange, how did you settle in on your first night?” one of the twins turned his attention to her. Taking a sip of her tea noticing the sudden silence.

“My first night was well,” she smiled at him sweatley. “You all have been very inviting, I’m grateful for that.”

“And your room?” Sirius smiled at her.

“It’s lovely, Ginny has lovely taste.” she laughed, winking at the redhead girl.

There was a knock at the door. Ginny excused herself to answer the door.  Behind ginny a tall man with dusty hair and a scared face walked in.

The adults greeted him with a warm ‘remus’ but the weasley kids and Harry called out ‘mr.Lupin.’

He smiled at everyone greeting them by name, “you must be miss Lestrange, i'm the tutor you will be working with.”

You hesitated before thinking better of telling everyone one about your education status.

When the Weasleys began to excuse themselves you spoke up, “cousin, may I have a word?”

“Of course Y/N what seems to be the problem,” sirius looked concerned as he set his tea down.

“Well, you see my mother was a bit old fashioned when it came to where a woman should stand in society,” you started as Sirius nodded. “They did not let my nanny educate me past basic reading, enough to write a simple letter even. I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to keep up with Harry.”

“Yes, I can see where that is a genuine concern,” he smiled warmly. “If you would like I could look to find you a different tutor willing to work at your speed. I would use Remus but Harry's studies take a lot of his time and he has other students.”

“That would be wonderful, cousin sirius,” you smiled sweetly to him.

“Y/N, given the fact we are family you could call me just Sirius.” you felt a wave of relief wash through you.

That's when Ginny ran back into the dining room, “Mum needs me to pick up more fruits from the store. May Charlie and I go?”

“Of course Ginny, Y/N why don’t you go see the town with Ginny,” you looked taken aback. To go into town unsupervised. “Charlie will be with the two of you.”

“We can go to mrs.Kranes,” Ginny turned her attention to Sirius. “Y/N doesn't really have any simple dresses.”

“That's great Ginny,” You watched as Sirius pulled out a key and unlocked a box. He pulled out a coin pouch handing it to you. “Enough for two dresses for you, and one for Ginny if she would like something.”

Ginny grabbed your hand pulling you outside to the farm, “Charles!”

The closer we got to the more we could hear the Squeal and heavy breathing of a pig, “what’s wrong Gin?”

“We have to go get things for mum from the town.” her voice flattered seeing charlie hold a small piglet. “Ask Fred, He shouldn’t be too busy and he knows how the carriage works.”

“All right charlie, tell us when the litter is born.” Ginny turned to the door leading you to the stables.

“Freddie!” you took note that Ginny really liked yelling when she called for her brothers. “Charlie said you were the driver while May was having her baby’s.”

Both twins walked out of stalls across from each other. “Okay, where are we going?”

“Nice try George,” Ginny smiled to the one on the right. “Fred get ready we'll be ready in an hour.”

Ginny once again pulled you back to the manor.

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Call Me Your Love masterlist

summery: Historical/no magic AU! Y/N Lestrange was always brought up in a prim and proper way, with almost no freedom. when her parents unexpectedly die, she moves into her cousin Sirius’ manor with the strange family that works for him. Including the charming Fred Weasley who she can't help but be drawn to.

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the beginning

chapter one

chapter two 

chapter three

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it’s warm inside Fred Weasley X malfoy!reader

summery: the eldest Malfoy had always been curious about the Weasley twins shop but never dared entered. on a particularly snowy day she found her self not only entering but spending time with one of the shop owners. 

A/N: I was listening to Christmas songs with the girl I nanny and ‘ baby it’s warm inside’ by toderick hall palyed and I thought this up. it takes place during half food prince. I might make it a small one shot series.

warnings: None, just fluff, unedited

words:1,158

Y/N Malfoy walked through Diagon Alley on the snowiest day of winter. It was only a week before christmas and she was doing some last minute shopping for gifts. She pulled her coat tighter to her chest cursing the fact that she only had a thin sweater under it.

The snow began to pick up, witches and wizards began apperating home. She couldn’t she saw all the close signs turning and walked into the only open shop.

Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, she was forbidden from entering but with no other choice she walked in.

“Sorry we're closing up with the storm coming in.” she heard a voice coming from up the stairs.

“I’m sorry with the blizzard coming I didn’t have anywhere else to go,” she called out to the voice.

The man came into view and sure enough it was Fred Weasley, Y/N looked down rather shyly; she knew he had every right to kick her out. During their time at Hogwarts they never interacted. She was rather quite not even uttering a curse when she fell victim to the twins' pranks.

He looked at her and a flash of something she couldn’t read crossed his eyes. “Apparate home, Malfoy.”

He spit out her last name, she was ashamed, She blushed looking down, “I can’t. Father won't let me take the test.”

“Sorry you can take cover in here,” he watched as she looked around awestruck. “Want a tour of the place?”

He watched as her face turned into one of childlike excitement as she nodded. The two of them walked through the store. Fred cracked jokes slowly chipping away at the shell she always seemed to have. The time flew by and the snow continued falling heavily.

“Do you want a warm drink or something, tea?”

She nodded as he motioned for her to follow him. She walked up three flights of stairs to a rather large flat above the shop. “Coat?”

She shrugged it off handing it to him. He hung it up and she stood awkwardly as Fred made his way to the kitchen.

“Where’s your brother?” she decided to start the conversation.

“Witch one?” his eyes gleamed as he smirked at her.

“George, at least I assume he’s the one that also lives here,” she smiled at him. He was surprised, he didn’t give her his name earlier. “When you spend your whole life being told to observe and not speak, you get good at noticing the similarities and differences of people.”

Fred laughed, “George is at Alicias tonight, when i told him we should shut down he thought it would be a good opportunity to spend some time with her. Tea or coffee?”

She scrunched her nose, not able to decide between the two, “what do you want?”

“I was thinking coffee,” he smiled. She smiled back at him crossing her arms under her chest looking at all the magic photos of the twins and their family around the flat. Fred watched her from the kitchen leaned up against the counter.

She was timid and soft spoken, but downright gorgeous. He looked at the way her sweater hugged her soft curves and the matching green ribbon that kept her hair in a ponytail. Her pants only showed off her shapely figure. Her face was perfectly painted with greys and blood colored lips. He swore for a moment that she was the picture definition of perfection in the most imperfect way, she was still a Malfoy.

When the coffee finished he asked her what she wanted in it. She smiled sweetly and he swore his heart stopped for a moment “Cream and sugar.”

He gulped, fixing her cup before going into the sitting room. He handed her a cup taking a seat on the well worn couch they had. She joined him hesitantly sitting with her legs tucked under her.

“So why come into my shop? Malfoy?” her name seemed like an afterthought, that warmed her.

“I came to the alley alone and everywhere was closing due to the snow. And I saw the open sign still turned…” she laughed brushing it off. “It was also some form of rebellious curiosity too, Daddy would use the killing curse on me if he realized I had been here.”

He studied her though she laughed there was fear in her eyes, maybe Lucious Malfoy really would. “I think he would kill me first.”

She smiled at him getting more comfortable, she never in her wildest dreams thought she would be spending time with the most infamous trouble maker at hogwarts, if it was some kind of sick twisted dream she didn’t want it to end.

Maybe she should ask if they were connected to the flue network, she should have been home well into this last hour but can't seem to find it in her to care.

She sipped at the coffee with the warm liquid filling her stomach. They sat on the couch talking more, through the time they had ended up closer to each other than they had been before.

His elbow rested on the couch just next to her face, their knee touching from how they were curled up on the couch. Their cups drained and forgotten on the table as they laughed and talked.

It was as if in that moment someone didn't see her as Y/N Malfoy, just as Y/N. she must have been lost in thought because she didn’t notice how intensely Fred was looking at her. She met his eyes her new playfulness hid, not knowing what to do while looking into those hazel eyes, staring at her as if she had just opened the door into a new world.

“Is something the matter?” she whispered, though she could feel one of them gravitating towards the other. She doesn't know who closed the space but his lips met hers. She felt butterflies in her stomach as he pulled away.

“Im sorry I ju-” he started only to be cut off by a delicate finger pressing to his lips.

He was confused for a second until she moved to bring her lips upon his again. This time she moved closer so there was no space between their bodies. Her hands found their way into his hair as his hands moved to her waist, easily moving her atop of him.

She ignored the tingling in her leg, it must have fallen asleep while they were talking. His teeth nipped at her bottom lip, she sighed allowing him to deepen the kiss.

A fire grew inside of her one she never knew she had, one she never knew she couldn’t imagine. One that craved the mad infront of her.

One that was absolutely dangerous to the both of them. But the feeling of his lips on hers was blurring her thoughts.

He moved his lips to her neck before mumbling, “I’m glad you got curious about the shop.”

[slygirl666]

Soo I’ve started on this. I’ll release a preview soon and have a few chapters that’ll come out starting January but I want input for our story. Who should be the other man in our readers life. I have Cedric and adrien pucey in mind but was thinkings maybe Blaise or even Cormac

Drop a vote 🥴❤️

Okay so like I want to write a multi chapter fic. Where reader lives with Sirius (so Lestrange probably) and the weasleys work for him. And she meets Fred (stable boy most likely) it’s like in the 1800s and it’s all scandalous cause she’s a lady and he’s poor. But like idk it’ll take research.

No magic prob

Literally need ten people to say do it and I’ll. Try

[slygirl666]

Where We Part (F.W)

pt 1 of we aren't just friends

authors note: this is a vent fic 100% it will be randomly updated and everything can be red as a one shot unless otherwise stated. based off of comfort songs or songs I’m just feeling. edited as of 9/9/21

summery: when your Boyfriend Cedric leaved you for someone new, the most unlikely person comforts you. 

parings: Slytherin!reader X Fred Weasley; (past) Slytherin!reader X Credric Diggory

words: 1,277

Yeah when I was young you could tie my tongue and weaken my knees

But the lines been drawn and I'm moving on, and another (boy) will come along

-taking back my heart by Rusty Clanton

you walked through the platform looking for your boyfriend Cedric Diggory, you smiled at the thought of seeing him after only being able to owl all summer while you were with  your parents on vacation.

You couldn’t find him before eleven, so you went on looking for him on the train. Through the front seats to the back compartments. You found him talking to Cho Chang in the middle of the train. He was leaning into her and she giggled shyly.

Cedric was a very touchy person, a flirt even, if it were anyone else you would have thought nothing of it.

But it was Cho freaking Chang, the “prettiest” girl in your  year. You and Cho had history, you were best friends until fourth year. You had been head over heels for Adrian Pucey, even going as far as asking him for help in the common rooms. Cho knew you told eachother everything, yet still a week later you found them snogging at your favorite reading spot on the grounds. You had never felt so betrayed, you wouldn't have been so mad if Cho had told you but she lied and let you run your mouth like a fool.

Everything turned up when you and Cedric were assigned a DADA presentation together. The two of you got along well, he was sweet and understanding. When you admitted your feelings had a smile that you thought about for weeks.

“Cedric, darling?” Cedric turned, sweeping you into his arms and placed a kiss on your forehead. You decided to put on a show giggling. “I missed you, two months was too long.”

“It absolutely was, sweetheart.” he pulled you towards a cart giving Cho a sweet smile you mirrored as she rolled her eyes at you.

* * *

With Cedric being one of the champions the two of you started to fall apart. You felt it but couldn’t help but hold on. Cedric was thoughtful, sweet and everything good in the world. You didn’t get enough of that at home. He was safe and made you feel warm and loved.

With all the buzz of the Yule ball you hoped he’d be willing to hold on too.

But in the middle of a lovely November evening, sitting in the courtyard he did it. He let you go. “Y/N, darling, we just aren't working. You’ll always be special to me it’s just we-”

“We’ve grown apart,” you laughed humorlessly. “You’ve been distancing yourself ced, its like you wanted us to brea-”

You stopped, he wanted you two to break up and for it to be on you too. All the cancelled study dates, too busy for a chat, the guys want to hang out today. You felt like a dumbass.

“Get away from me,” your voice cracked but you refused to let him see tears. “You did this because of her, didnt you?”

His silence told you everything as you walked off with all the pride you could muster.

You didn't feel like going to your dormitory, you didn’t have any friends in Slytherin so why would you. It was almost curfew but you couldn’t care less. The astronomy tower is a good place to get lost.

You walked up stairs when you opened the door the tears were nonstop. You couldn’t tell if it had been two minutes or hours when you heard a russell going on under where you were sitting.  You quickly whipped your face on your sleeves as the footsteps got closer.

“L/N?” you turned to see one of the Weasley twins. “Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, filch almost caught me putting-”

Your sniffle interrupted him. His smirk fell instantly as he went to sit next to you. “Shit, what happened L/N?”

“Cedric broke up with me for someone else,” you swallowed the lump in your throat. Your head pounded and your throat felt scratchy.

“Git.” he rolled his eyes, moving a long strand of hair out of his face. “You shouldn’t cry over him.”

“It’s hard not to,” you sighed. The tears stopped but you could see the mess of mascara and eyeliner on your nose and cheeks. “Goddric, I'm a bloody mess over that prick.”

He reached into his bag pulling out a pack of tissues handing it to you, “you’re still a sight.”

You laughed, “I bet you’d say that to a crying troll.”

“Only if it was pretty already,” he laughed. This one was Fred Weasley, a school known flirt.

You sat in comfortable silence with the red head until you decided to head to your room.

“Thank you Fred, it means a lot that you’d sit with a crying slytherin.”

“L/N, it wasn’t a problem, and that pretty boy isn’t with your pretty tears.” he waved goodbye.

* * *

The Yule ball was an event that dragged. You showed up alone, Cedric Diggory and Cho Chang would not be getting the best of you.

Your extravagant black gown showed off your cleavage and the slit in it was deemed scandalous, snape almost didn’t let you enter.

You sipped at whatever drink was placed in front of you. Glaring at the champions table as said couple looked sweetly at each other. When the dancing began you knew you had to try and enjoy it. You danced with a few of the Durmstrang boys who came alone. No one stood out to you.

An hour into it you walked out to get fresh air.

“You are thinking way too hard for someone looking so pretty at a party.” you whipped your head to the side, Fred weasley stood there looking handsome as ever in his dress robes. He eyed you up and down with a smile. “Lucky date you got.”

“I’m my own date,” you smiled at him twirling, your face dropped almost instantly. “Godric, it's hard to put on a smile and dance with some guys.”

“Saw you in there,” he nodded towards the door reaching into his robe for his flask. “Thought the rugged and built type might be something to get your mind off of Diggory.”

“Pretty boy is my type though,” you took the flask as he offered it to you. Taking a long drink you pulled a face as it burned through your throat.  “What is that?”

“Muggle stuff, it's a bit stronger.” Fred laughed at your face. “Care for a dance?”

“Won't your date mind?” you smiled up at him, you really weren’t going to refuse the offer but you wouldn't let him know that.

“She's been dancing with all our friends. I don't think she’ll care.” he offered an elbow to you that you took.

“Just one dance, Weasley.”

“All I want.” The warm rush from resenting the hall took over as the two of you walked in. The song playing was a slow muggle one you somewhat recognized.

You started swaying in his arms a respectable distance away. Fred rolled his chocolate eyes at you. “Not scared of a gryffindor are you?”

You shook your head in response but swallowed thickly.

Fred pulled you by the waist so that there was no space between the two of you. Even in  ungodly tall shoes he towered over you. He leaned his head down talking to you, forehead against your noses so close to touching you could almost feel the light pressure of it.

He led you in a soft sway that brought the two of  you in a small circle.

He cracked jokes in a whisper making you giggle at the feeling of his breath against your face. The song was longer than you thought it had already been a good three minutes and you were still so intensely wrapped up in this boy you've only talked to five times in the last six years.

The song struck a final chord. With a sad smile you took your hand out of his. “Thanks Fred, I needed a dance with a partner that I kind of know.”

You leaned up to kiss his cheek. He grabbed your hand and pulled you to  his lips brushing your ear to whisper.“Diggory didn’t take his eyes off of us.”

[slygirl666]

Minor details

this was a request with the prompt of slytherin!reader x Fred with the whole robe switching situation where Slytherin reader shows up acedently shows up wearing gryffidor robes after a night with Fred and her friends question her. I accidentally replied privately to her I apologize. 

So I mention In warning it does have a touch of slut shaming I do want to make it clear I personally don’t agree with putting another girl down due to thier sexual history and I hope you don’t either

warnings: language, mentions of sex, bulling specifically gets a bit slut shamish, unedited

words:1,236

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“Y/N?”

Fred Weasley, of course, the two of you went through this pattern of winding each other up just to end up between the sheets hours later. Usually on weekends though, you had a strict no school day policy. Between his quidditch practice and your constant need to please your teachers, it just made sense. You weren’t dating but neither of you were seeing other people.

“Yes Weasley?” you put on the face you gave him when your friends are around. the other Slytherin girl with you glared at him with a scoff. “Andy, it’s fine.”

“Well i was taking a stroll by the black lake and wanted to know if you’d fancy a swim?”

“And why would I wan-” you screamed as you were thrown over his shoulders. You hit his back hard. As he ran from where you were walking with your friends to the Lakeshore. When you hit the cold water you weren’t surprised but fairly angry.

You heard Andy yelling curses as you surfaced from the water, Fred was joined by George and both were laughing.

It was cold and the white button down, now soaked did nothing to hide the black bra you were sorting today.  You watch Fred stop almost instantly when you surfaced, his face morphed into something else, something darker. It was lust you’ve seen him make the exact same face almost every weekend.

Andy came to you bringing you your discarded robes and your bag as she glared at the twins, you turned to Fred mouthing ‘Library,’ earning you a signature Fred Weasley smirk.  

An hour later, you were being pulled through a secret passageway through the library. Clumsily making out with Fred, walking towards the halfway that the two of you knew hosted the room of requirement.

* * *

Waking up with no clothes on wrapped around Fred Weasley was nothing new, what’s new is that you realized it was wednesday morning, reaching for your watch it was eight thirty am. Breakfast was just about to finish up.

“Shit,” you attempted to wiggle out of Fred’s strong grasp. But he just groaned and held on tighter. “Weasley! Wake up!”  

Classes were about to begin, you wiggled until his grasp let up, jumping around to find your clothes. You felt kind of disgusting wearing the same clothes, your skin smelling like sweat and  the cinnamon cologne Fred favored. You found your stockings ripped.

“Well that's great.” you sighed picking up the first robe you found closest to your stuff before running out.

You ran into potions.

“Miss L/N, is there a reason you are late?” Snape glared at you, three minutes but you were usually so punctual.

“Yes sir, but unless you want the entire sixth year to know about my menstrual cycle i’d like to hont the details.” his eyes went wide as he continued to teach.

“Where the fuck were you last night?” Andy hissed, “don't you dare say the infirmary, I checked.”

“I’ll tell you later you moved to take notes,” feeling a sudden chill in the air you reached for your robe and moved to put it on, not taking your eyes off Snape.

There was a gasp next to you, you gave Andy a weird look, but when you moved to take notes you noticed the sleeves were over your hand.

Of course, just how lucky you are. You slid a note to Andy saying you’ll explain. When snape dismissed you Andy waited for you, impatient moving her braids.

“Okay so what the hell? I knew you were screwing someone but a Gryffondoor? Really Y/N?”

“Yes okay, sorry I didn't tell you but I knew how you would react and-”

“Who is it?”

“I'm not going to tell you,” you stated firmly.

So that was how Andy began her guessing game.

Herbology.

“Lee Jordan?”

“No.”

Outside of DADA.

“Did you go younger? Is it potter?”

“Absolutely not!”

You noticed Fred, who just ditched potions in his own robes looking rather smug as he overheard you two.

Muggle studies.

“Mclaggen?”

“No.”

And at lunch she rapidly fired a few names you didn't even recognize.

“Was it a weasley?”

“N-no!”

“That was way too defensive, witch one?” by this time a few other girls in your year had heard what happened and we’re completely invested.

“Was it Ron?”

“Ew stop suggesting fifteen year olds! I’m not telling you who I'm shagging!” you yelled at your friends. You now got the attention of everyone in the great hall. You ran out.  

And then rumors began, some people were saying you had a thresome with the twins, others say you shagged everyone from Gryffindor that was above the age of fifteen.

You had asked to be excused from your classes after lunch staying in the hospital wing.

Fred had heard everything people were saying about you, his blood was boiling. Untrue rumors of people claiming they slept with you during weekends, and comments about your body that just made him sick.

He tried to find you, unsuccessfully. He even snuck into the slytherin dorms leaving a note under your pillow. Apologizing.

You were exhausted by the time you made it to your own room, not noticing the slip of parchment falling from under your pillow to your floor.

* * *

You avoided Andy at breakfast sitting towards the end of the table where the younger students usually sat. you heard the whispers and saw the disgusted looks. You had no appetite. You resisted the urge to cry, they couldn’t know you were bothered.

You went through potions and Herbology as peacefully as you could not getting involved in what people would say, Andy tried to talk to you but you couldn’t handle it.

You weaved through a busy hall weaving through students when you heard “Y/N! Y/N stop!”

Fred you stopped turning around. You cursed your inability to ignore the boy.

People were now watching carefully. “Well you forgot something yesterday.”

“Fred not-” he pulled out your neatly folded robes and handed them to you.

“You left in a bit of a hurry, love,” he smiled. “Didn't give me a kiss goodbye.”

Before you could question or yell at him he leaned down to your height for what you assumed would be a short kiss.

But instead he gave your audience a show, placing a hand in your hair before one when under your robe, no one could see but he did grab your bum. He took your response to deepen the kiss. You couldn't tell if it had been three seconds or minutes before the two of you split apart.  

Students that weren’t in shock whistled and howled.

“Oi, you losers that's my girlfriend,” Fred puffed his chest pulling you into his side.

“Girlfriend? I don’t remember agreeing to that.” you smiled at him. “I mean if you insist I could think it over…”

“I just thought, i mean we’ve talked about it.” Fred fumbled with his words as you giggled, sure the boy had an ego but shy Fred made your heart flutter. “If you don’t want to I understand, bu I do like you more than a-”

“Fred, I'm joking,” you giggled, reaching your arms around his neck.

“You brat, you’ll pay for that later.” he whispered before letting go of you walking hand in hand to DADA.

What the two of you didn’t see was Andy reluctantly handing George four Gallions,

[slygirl666]

Hi hon, I don't mean to bug you, but I just wanted to check if you got the request that I sent in. If you didn't answer it because you don't want to write it, that is completely fine, whatever you are comfortable with. I just wanted to make sure that tumblr didn't eat it or something. Just lmk :)

Omg sorry yess I did and I’m brainstorming now it should be at most two weeks

[slygirl666]

Hi!! Do you take requests? I just found your work, and I'm obsessed :)

Hi I do. I’d absolutely love to do one for you

[slygirl666]

lack of self control pt. 2 (F.W)

a/n this took soo long. summery in part 1

warnings: gets dirty, 18+, blah blah

word count: 2,984

https://slygirl666.tumblr.com/post/632831780023631872/strawberry-lipstick

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You woke up with an exceptionally bad headache and a pair of freckled arms around you. Looking up you could see Fred Weasley sleeping peacefully. You took a moment to drink in the sight, his strong freckled chest that had scars from experiments and the war. Your fingers trailed them before you untangled yourself from him. Quickly collecting her dress and underwear.

“Not leaving without saying goodbye are you?” Fred sat up in his bed with a satisfied smirk.

“Merlin,” you jumped. “I was. I wanted to get home so we don't have awkward conversations.”

“Love, you work for me,” he laughed humorlessly. “We’d just have to do it tomorrow.”  

You didn’t think of that. “Okay, well that was enjoyable but we really shouldn't go it again.”

He smiled at her moving to get up letting the blanket fall. You covered your eyes for your sake more than his. “You've seen it all, haven't you?”

“Don't be a dick.” you uncovered them, thankfully he had pulled some sweats on. He led you to a kitchen where he made coffee. He handed you a mug of coffee and some milk.

“I’m not being a dick, what happened wont leave here.” he gave her cheeky smile.

“I work in ‘this place’ so it won’t leave the apartment,” she glared at him. “One time thing.”

He held his hands up, “one time thing.”

One time thing, right? Of course not. Because that's exactly how a week later you ended up in the back of the shop after a busy day with Fred’s lips on your neck and his hands up your skirt.

His hand traced her underwear while she growled at him. “Don’t tease me Fred.”

He laughed bringing his lips up to yours pulling the lace to the side. You moaned into his mouth as the pad of his finger circled your clitoris. He thrived off of your sounds as he moved his hand down to your entrance he started with one finger. Pumping it in and out.

“Your Dripping aren’t you? Have you been thinking about the way it felt to fuck me.” you nodded you really had been all week. Everytime you lie in bed the only thing you thought about was him between your legs, behind you even under you. “Because I've wanted to feel you all week, love.”

You shivered as he entered another finger, earning him another breathy moan. “Freddie please,” you slid a hand from his neck to the growing erection in his pants. His breath hitched as you palmed him.

He took his hand out from under your skirt reaching for his wand, a moment after he leaned down to kiss you there was a lout cracking sound and you were in his apartment. He was quick to remove your clothes mouth nipping and sucking at the exposed skin as you fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.

You gasped out ‘merlin’ when his mouth found your nipple. Unlike the last time when you were both completely sloshed, Fred wanted to commit everything about you to memory to take his time and he did just that.

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An hour later you were on Freds bed, legs twitching slightly but feeling satisfied.

“So much for this can’t happen again,” you rolled your eyes moving to get off the bed, Only to be stopped by his arms winding around you to pull you onto him.

“It didn’t have to be,” he whispered into your ear. “It still doesn’t have to be.”

You moved to straddle him. “You’re right, I mean we're two healthy adults. Were obviously attracted to each other, we can just keep fucking, I guess, casually.”

You bit your lip, you could feel how much you were blushing. He licked his lips nodding at you. “Casually.”

You could feel your stomach sink slightly at his lack of protest, you half wanted him to confess his undying love for you right then and there.

So that's how a heated affair started, after the shop closed the two of you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. In the back of the shop, restocking the shelves, in his flat, kitchen counters, his bed, couch but his personal favorite was to have you in his office. Actually his and Georges but that didn’t matter while he was away.

It was almost exactly two months since the wedding, you and Fred were still going at it constantly.  

The two of you were finishing restocking the snack box display when Fred grabbed your waist, pulling your back to his chest. You placed the last box on the shelf as his hands started to work the buttons on your shirt, lips finding your neck.

“You know Freddie, I think the only reason you hired me is so you could fuck me.” you breathed out a laugh. You could feel the cheeky smirk on your skin.

“Oh, absolutely Princess.” his mouth found your ears nipping at it, “It was all part of my plan, first I hire you, next I get you naked.”

You laughed turning in his arms to kiss him. “This is probably the last time we can be up to no good in the shop.”

“Ah, yes, Georgie will be back,” he sighed dramatically. “He always ruins my fun.”

“I’ll let you choose how and where you want me first, Mr. Weasley.” you gave him an innocent smile, though what you were talking about is anything but.

“Office,” he growled. “Now.”

You grabbed his hand, bringing him upstairs opening the door to his side of the office. He quickly lifted you onto his desk. Kissing you as he took your shoes off sliding his hands up your thighs, discarding your stockings. His hand reached up your skirt, instinctively you moved your legs apart to give him better access. His fingers tracing the lace to find your clit.

His hands giving you all their attention, as his lips found the spot on your neck that never fails to make you moan.

“You make the most beautiful sounds,” he murmured. One hand pulling you panties off as the other went straight for your core. “Already so wet for me.”

His lips found yours once more, reaching for his pant button and zipper. “How do you want me Freddie? It’s your choice.”

His hazel eyes were clouded with lust and adoration. “Get off the desk.” You did as he commanded shivering at the loss of touch. “Clothes off.”

He tugged at his own as you pulled the skirt down, finishing off the buttons he hadn’t undone. Both left I'm your undergarments. he smiled, eying you as blushed. “Gorgeous, now Princess, I’m gonna bend you over and fuck you on my desk so hard you can’t say a full sentence.”

You giggled and squealed as he turned you around. With a tug your panties were off, one hand on your hip with a bruising grip the other on your spine guiding your chest flat against the wood.

You felt his length line up to your entrance, the tip teasing you, making you whimper for more.  “Just say please, princess…”

“Freddie, please I need you…” you whimpered with want. Truly, you did feel like you needed him. Fred made you feel like no one you’ve had sex with ever had. The way he filled you, the way his hands guided you. He was everything.

He entered you with a low grunt, his own name dripping from your lips. As he started at a slow pace, basking on how you felt around him. He still had the fim hand on your hip. As the other one went for your hair, pulling it lightly making you arch your back.

“Freddie, harder… please,” you know sometimes he liked to take it slow. But right now you wanted more.

“Because you asked so nicely,” he pushed himself into you harder, going at a rather brutal pace. You gasped the noise quickly turned into a needy moan, at the sudden movement. “There we go princess, such a pretty noise just for me. Right Y/N?”

You couldn’t focus, the slight growl of his voice and the feeling of his skin moving against yours left you in a daze. The hand on your hip found its way down to your clit.

“Fuck Freddie,” a loud moan came out of you.

Fred stopped completely inside of you, “you can still speak.” his hand went to your waist to pull your body flush to his. A hand finding its way around your throat.

Your brain short-circuited, he'd never done anything so aggressive. Hagged breaths and half moans were all you were capable of making.

“That’s better, isn’t it love?” he purred in your ear before his lips sucked on your neck. You nodded the best you could.

You felt the familiar pull of an orgasam, body twitching, Fred felt it too. His hand going back to your clit to circle the sensitive bundle.

“You can let go, cum for me princess.” he whispered.

With his hands working you it was seconds before you were undone with loud gasps and needy sounds. You finished seeing stars. Fred kept you upright as he thrusted into you as he climaxed.

He pulled himself out of you.

“That was intense,” you giggled, going to pull your skirt back on.

“Too much?” he looked a bit flustered, putting on his own clothes.It was slightly adorable to see the bold and sexy Fred Weasley get shy.

“It was perfect, in fact we should explore that side of you again.” you grabbed his collar bringing him to your height for a soft kiss.

“I think we should too,” he smiled. “Want some dinner? I'm going to make some pasta, maybe watch a movie before we try to explore a little more.”

You nodded and the two of you went up to the flat another floor up. This was the part of your arrangement that kind of left hope for something more. Often the two of you had dinner together and your lunches were always spent in his office joking. A few days a week you would even stay the night, he would say ‘it's convenient  you work right here.’ but nothing more than the sex ever came up no announcement of his love for you.

You sat on his couch looking at the small selection of movies he had. Finding a movie you considered okay. Fred was in the kitchen putting water in a pot setting it to boil on the stove before joining you.

He sat on the opposite end the two of you made comfortable conversation about anything you could think of with in the next hour the two of you had eaten and were on the couch watching an older movie about a young woman in new york. Not that the two you were paying any attention to the movie.

He had you in a heated kiss, laying on top of you. You had a leg around his waist, your hands tugging at his hair.

“So Princess, want to experiment some more?” that cheeky smirk told you tonight would be trouble.

“I was the one who suggested it. “

“How do you feel about being tied up?”

* * *

Waking up next to Fred was something you enjoyed, the way his bare chest rose and fell with his rhythmic breath, how the sun reflected off of his red hair, and his slightly parted lips. You felt him against your backside. You grinded against him, his perfect parted lips letting a groan slip out.

One thing you had learned about Fred these two months is that the man had a neerly impossible sex drive. You couldn’t always keep up but were more than willing to please. This was one of those times you would please.

His eyes twitched, and his mouth lifted into a smile, “good morning to you too.”

“Hi Freddie,” you twisted into his arms, letting him flip the two of you over for a kiss. You smiled into his kiss letting your hands explore. The few mornings you spent in his bed you learned they will always be slow and sensual.

The two of you were so caught up you didn't hear the loud ‘CRACK!’ in fact the two of you didn’t notice anyone was in the room until a loud “Oh shit!” was heard through the room. Fred got off of you, luckily you were still in one of Fred's sweaters but kept the blanket around your legs.

“Well isn’t this a surprise hello Y/N,” George laughed loudly as red got up and shooed him out of the room. You got up extremely embarrassed, you got up pulling on your skirt that had been discarded last night.

You walked out into the kitchen to see Fred and George sitting at the small table with a cup of coffee in each of their hands. Fred handed you a mug as you sat awkwardly,

George cleared his throat, “so how long have you two been together?”

“Well-

“We aren’t-”

You and Fred started at the same time, you nodded at him to continue, “we aren’t together, we’ve just been-”

“Screwing?” George supplied.

“Yes,” you cringed at the vulgarity. “I’m going to go home, get ready. I'll see you in two hours.”

The boys nodded at you as you got out your wand and apperated out of the room.

“So when are you going to tell her?” George stared his brother down.

“I don’t know what you're talking about,” Fred couldn’t meet his eyes.

“Fred, don’t be daft, you are absolutely smitten with her and you know it.” George rolled his eyes, “you were taken  with her at Hogwarts and now you're absolutely done for. Why haven’t you said anything?”

“We don’t really talk much if i'm being honest,” Fred smirked, and then sighed while sipping his coffee. “I just don’t want to ruin this now, I’ll take being with her the way she’ll let me.”

“You two are idiots.”

* * *

And George was correct.

You spent time away from Fred for the most part, your heart ached to be near him, but he didn’t want attachment and you would do what you could to respect that. But the man was infuriating he would put a hand on your waist to steady you when the latter shifted slightly. His strong hands when he rolled his shirt sleeves up, and his lover lip between his teeth. Oh how you wanted to have his lips on yours again.

Fred caught you looking, he sent you a wink causing your face to heat up. You continued to talk to the woman and young boy looking at the more child safe products. You smiled as you recited the information. Once the woman left it was time for your lunch break.

“Y/N?” Fred called from his office. “Could you please join me in here?”

You walked up to the stairs, it had been five day since George caught you two. You saw the two of them at their desks, George was engrossed in paper work as Fred sat back in his seat looking deep in thought.

“Freddie, what did you need?” you leaned against the door frame. “I was going to pick up lun-”

“We ordered in from that sandwich shop down the alley,” Fred gestured to the seat across from him. “George was just about to go pick it up.”

“Oi! What are you-” Fred threw him a glare. It seemed like something registered to George as he got up and put on his coat. “I’ll see you in a bit, have fun.. Maybe not too much.”

You let out a humorless chuckle, “so did you have a question? Or did you just want to-”

“Why are you avoiding me?” he caught your eye, you stayed silent. “It's just frustrating Y/N, I miss you, and i haven’t seen you outside of work in days.”

“We’ll i just thought that what you would wa-”

“Why would I want that, If the fact that I couldn't leave you alone for a single day.”

“It’s just George-”

“I don’t give a shit about George Y/N,” he rose his voice knuckles white from hanging on to the edge of the desk.

“no , but George catching us made this completely real. And that is scary Fred its so scary because what we were doing was just for fun we both said, but I don’t want it to be-”

“And you don’t think I want it either. That I didn’t feel like the luckiest man on earth everytime i woke up with you in my arms, or that it’s not absolutely ridiculous to have you ten feet away from me and not be able to say how I feel.”

By this time the two of you were standing shouting. “And you want me to believe that you Fred Weasley don’t feel more than lust and attraction-”

He cut you off putting his mouth to yours heatedly. “I am absolutely taken with you Y/N Y/L/N.” He leaped over his desk to continue in his embrace.

“And I'm most definitely taken with you.”

The door slammed open loudly and there stood George with his hand dramatically over his eyes a takeout bag in the other. “Nobody’s naked right?”

“No, were completely decent.” Fred’s arms stayed around you swaying slightly as George went to his desk to decide whose food is whose. “Y/N why don't i take you on a proper date? Tonight, I can pick you up.”

“Think that would be lovely.” you gave him a small peck on his lips.

“You two horny basterds I got food, can we please eat before we have to open back up” George barked at the two of you.

The three of you burst into laughter. Applying for a job at the joke shop was easily the best thing you've done.

[slygirl666]

Okay so like I want to write a multi chapter fic. Where reader lives with Sirius (so Lestrange probably) and the weasleys work for him. And she meets Fred (stable boy most likely) it’s like in the 1800s and it’s all scandalous cause she’s a lady and he’s poor. But like idk it’ll take research.

No magic prob

Literally need ten people to say do it and I’ll. Try

[slygirl666]

love fool (F.W)

A/N: my first request!! Anonymous. So for this person I am doing a ravenclaw reader X Fred Weasley. btw strawberry lipstick part 2 is almost done but I was so excited to get a request 

Summery: when the twins ask you to test a love potion for them you reveal a little more than they thought possible.

Warnings: none (I mean unedited can be one)

Word count:1,506

You walked between Fred and George on your way to Herbology, everyone wondered how the shy ravenclaw got along with the two loudest and most popular Gryffondors in Hogwarts. But they made you laugh, they saw a side of you no one else got to, a playful teasing side that they brought out, they had since your first year at Hogwarts.

It also helped you are a bit infatuated with Fred Weasley, something you were sure no one knew about.

You were proven wrong on that, it started off innocent enough. It wasn’t uncommon for the boys to ask for help when it came to their products so when they sought you out you thought nothing of it.

You 're in the Library of course, in comfortable clothes writing down notes as you read the astronomy book. Hair in an ever present no nonsense ponytail, and an oversized sweater slipping off your shoulder. There was hardly anyone in the library; it was set to close within the hour. But you stayed happily working on your assignment for the next week.

Until you hear heavy footsteps and contagious laughter.

“Boys,” you greeted, not even looking up. They shared a glance before moving to either side of you.

“Y/N” George started from your left. “We have a itty bitty favor to ask of you.”

“As you know we were developing a decent love potion for our shop,” Fred put an arm around your shoulder causing you to put the book down as butterflies erupted in your stomach. “And we think we finally got it right. Would you mind helping us test it?”

“What’s in it for me?” you already knew you would agree, they had to work a little bit though.

“Our undivided attention.” they grinned at you. You pretended to think for a moment before sighing and saying yes. The boys cheered before fred threw you over his shoulder running to the gryffindor common room.

George was kind enough to get your things from the library before whispering the password to the fat lady.

Fred placed you down once you entered, you were rather unfazed they liked to pick you up and move you around since they grew over six feet. “You know I can walk stairs on my own Fred.” you huffed.

“But it's more fun my way,” he winked causing you to blush slightly. Thankfully he couldn’t tell in the glow from the fireplace.

“Sure it is,” you rolled your eyes. “I think walking like a normal person is fun, Fred.”

“You would, Y/N.” he threw an arm around you. Neither of you seemed to notice George's brief disappearance. “You seem to like boring things.”

“Is that why I hang out with you?” Fred looked appalled, George chuckled from the stairs. Both of you turned to the younger twin.

“Nice to know you two can get along,” He walked to you with a vile of pink potion in his left hand. “Like I said we haven quite perfected it, Angelina took a drop of the last batch and she still couldn’t tell us apart.”

You offered George a smile knowing he was quite taken with Johnson. “Well then let's see.”

“Alright Y/N, three drops and look this way,” Fred took the bottle from George pulling a dropper out. “Open up.”

“I can take my own potion,” you pouted as Fred rolled his eyes grabbing your chin to face him.

“You are way too stubborn, you know that?” you stuck out your tongue rather childishly, Fred took advantage of that and put one drop on your tongue. “Now open wide.”

Everything felt slightly hazy as you lazily opened your mouth and he put two more drops in. everything Fred filled your senses.

“Freddie?” you smiled at the boy in front of you. He nodded hesitantly. “I love you, did you know that?”

The boy let out airy laugh. “No, I can't say I did Y/N.”

“Don’t laugh at me, I do Freddie.” you leaned into his chest, “i think I’ve always loved you.”

Fred turned to George, “I guess it worked.”

“You want to get the antidote? I’ll wat-”

“No I want to stay with Freddie” you cuddled further into freds chest. George shrugged at Fred as he walked up the stairs to their dorm. “You know Freddie, I'm sure I've always loved you.”

“Really now and why is that?” He relaxed in your grip thinking he may as well enjoy the attention from you.

“I remember the first year I came to Hogwarts, you were telling the other first years you had to battle a dragon to get into the castle, I told you that was ridiculous it was actually the giant squid. I never saw a face light up so fast.” you sighed, taking your hair down, looking up at him, “i decided that day i wanted to see you smile everyday, I think I have seen you smile everyday.”

“Y/N,why haven’t you said anything then?” you saw a bit of confusion in his eyes.

You laughed, “right, Fred Weasley like the boring little Ravenclaw that stuck around. Freddie you need someone exciting and reckless. I need you, I really do. But do you need me?”

You nuzzle your nose into his chest, you felt his arms loosely wrap around you. “I don't think you get to choose what I need, love.”

“I like you calling me love,” in a moment of boldness, no doubt due to the love potion you moved up, lips only centimeters apart.

“I got the antidote,” George interrupted. He looked between you two before muttering, “sorry.” he handed you another potion. “Drink up.”

You did as told. Before your senses seemed to come back. You shot up from Fred’s arms face hot. “I should head back to my common room.”

You didn’t wait for a reply before sprinting out of gryffindor. You were in tears by the time you got to the ravenclaw entrance luckily Cho Chang was outside.

“Y/N, what happened,” the girl guided you to the dorm sitting with you on your bed.

“Those idiotic twins,” you sobbed into her shoulder. “They had me test a product and I said some things I can’t take back.”

“Y/N what kind of product?”

“A love potion,” your voice was small. You saw her face soffen.

“Oh, sweetheart, dont tell me thats how you told fre-”

“It was and now I can never talk to him again.”

You were pretty sure you couldn’t, spending the next week avoiding the twins even moved your usual spot across the library, Cho was wonderful not letting you be alone if you weren’t feeling like it.

It was one night when you were getting out of DA training that you caught Cho looking at Cedric’s photos.

“I want to speak with Harry, i you wai-”

“I can catch up with Luna, tell me everything later.” you waved at her.

you saw the twins asking harry a question as you left. You locked eyes with Fred.

* * *

Fred spent this last week feeling empty, those few moments in his common room replaying in his head. The way your hair messily draped over your shoulders, the red tint of your cheeks, the way you felt in his arms and mostly the shine in your eyes as you spoke to him.

He tried to find you but unlike usual you were always with someone, mostly Cho, he couldn’t get you alone. He even begged Hermionie to help him sneak into the ravenclaw common room with no luck.

He wanted to hold you to tell you he felt the same, to tell you about how George teased him mercilessly about you since third year. He wanted it to be better again maybe even to finally kiss you.

He locked eyes with you as you walked away from Cho chang, this might be his last chance before the winter holidays.

“George, I’ll catch up to you.” Fred didn't wait for an answer as he walked out into the hall to catch you by the hand.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” you locked eyes once more, you galring while he showed hurt.

“Want me to embarrass myself even more, Weasley?” he looked taken aback as you struggled out of his grip. “I said things Fred, things I meant and can never take back.”

“I don’t want you to embarrass yourself or take them back Y/N.” he pulled you into his arms. “You've never been boring to me, I don't want someone wild I want you. I just never thought you would want me.”

“You’re ridiculous how could I not,” you leaned up on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek, but he was quick moving to cup your cheek pressing his mouth to yours sweetly.

“Miss Y/L/N, Mr. Weasley, detention!” you groaned hearing the shrill voice of your defence against the dark arts teacher made you jump apart. She dragged Fred away, but it was kind of worth it.