#Wealey

[mytrinityphelps]

'-'_꩜ 𝘗𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴'-꩜

18+ Mdni!

꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜

𝘋𝘢𝘺 1 ... 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 (2010)

𝘋𝘢𝘺 2 ... 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 (2011)

𝘋𝘢𝘺 3 ... 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘖𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 (2012)

𝘋𝘢𝘺 4 ... 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘥!𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 (2009)

𝘋𝘢𝘺 5 ... 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷!𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 (2010)

𝘋𝘢𝘺 6 ... 𝘉𝘋𝘚𝘔 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳!𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 (2007)

꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜꩜

- {} 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯,𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 18+ so 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪!

[cal-coathanger]

George asking you to the yule ball ends in a date<3 (i did not write in the yule ball because I'm lazy😞)

Fluff🫶

My requests are open!! I mainly write for ron weasley, george weasley, and neville longbottom:)

You are sitting with Harry and Hermione in the great hall after classes, talking about homework and relaying the events of their days, Seamus blowing up another potion in snape's class, george and fred planting fireworks in proffesor flitwick's office, and just about a dozen girls being asked to the yule ball. You hadn't been asked yet, it kind of disappointed you but you tried not to take it personally. Neither ron or Harry had a date either, you could probably just hang around them during the ball. Obviously you could've asked either of them, but who you really wanted was george weasley, and it would've been too weird to ask his younger brother, or his younger brother's best friend who was basically part of their family by now, despite both of them being your age.

Suddenly Harry casts a weird glance past your shoulder, looking confused and intrigued. Hermione turns to look as well, a small smirk forming on her face. Curiosity gets the best of you, and you turn as well only to see the one and only george weasley being pushed to your table by ron and fred. George was protesting and desperately trying to escape their grasp, but they kept pushing him forward as they giggled. He looked panicked and flustered, and you groan as you assume they're pushing him to ask someone, probably Hermione or some other girl sitting near you. It was too much to bear to watch, so you turn back to face the table and sulk, your head propped up, resting on your palm.

"Y/n!" You hear Fred's voice call.

You look up and back at them, finding the three of them standing behind you, george looking panicked, his face flushed as he chews on his bottom lip.

"Georgie here has something to ask you" fred says in a mischievous voice, casting a smug glance at george, who shoots a glare back.

Ron is giving a small thumbs up to Harry and Hermione, replicating Fred's smirk.

You look from ron to fred before settling your gaze on george. He's starting to sweat slightly, his hands tugging at his sleeves.

He takes a deep breath before choking out the question you had been dreaming of being asked.

"Will you go to the ball with me?" He staggers out, looking hopeful.

You hesitate for a moment, and you can see his face fall as you don't respond right away.

"I told you it was a bad idea" he grumbles to fred, starting to loosen from their grip to walk away, he looked as if he had just been slapped.

"Wait! George wait" you quickly spurt out.

He meets your gaze again, you can see tears pricking at his eyes as he desperately tries to blink them away.

"I'd love to go with you" you say in a soft voice.

He looks doubtful for a moment, searching your face for any sign of uncertainty. But your face is genuine, and his doubtful look melts into a relieved smile.

"You mean it?" He asks quietly.

You're now smiling like an idiot, finally having processed the situation.

"I mean it" you reply, excitement evident in your voice.

Fred has a smug and proud look on his face, his arms crossed as he whispers

"I told you so" to george.

Harry, ron, and Hermione chime in with their congratulations, all looking happy for the two of you.

"And if it's not too much to ask, astronomy tower tonight?" George asks sheepishly.

You nod, your face flushing.

You hadnt gone to the astronomy tower with him in a while. at first it was a group activity, the golden trio had been introduced to the secluded spot by the twins, who typically joined them after sneaking up there became a regular activity every night. Slowly the golden trio and fred stopped attending, leaving only you and George. This is where your bond with George had grown stronger. Lately the habit had stopped due to fred and George working on who knows what.

George nods back, trying to bite back his excitement, but the huge smile on his face giving it away.

"Alright that's enough lover boy, we have to get back to our project" fred says as he starts to drag George away.

You watch as they leave, George glancing back at you every few seconds before disappearing into the hall.

Ron takes his seat next to you.

"Bloody hell you have no idea how long I've been waiting for that, he's been bothering me for WEEKS" ron says, "always asking me these stupid questions, 'do you think she likes me?' 'What are her favorite flowers?' 'Has anyone asked her yet?'"

Your heart skips a beat at Ron's words, it was endearing, a warm feeling searing through your body, making you feel weak.

Ron continues blabbering on about george for the next 30 minutes, he's never been good at holding onto a secret and you're surprised he didn't let anything slip before george asked you.

You eventually get up to go get ready to see George, leaving the three of them behind.

You rush up to your dorm, taking a quick shower and using a few charms to dry and perfect your hair. Your hair is pulled into a half up half down style, with a bow placed neatly at the hairtye. You look stunning in your outfit of choice, and your perfume sprayed across your chest smells heavenly.

You silently slip out of your dorm and out of the common room into the hallway. The moonlight shining through the windows lights up your way to the astronomy tower. When you arrive in the astronomy tower, climbing through the hatch, you're met with the sight of candles and George standing there waiting for you. He looks nervous, he's holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. He offers his hand to help you to your feet before handing you the flowers, smiling shyly. Your heart skips a beat, the flowers are beautiful, but George looks stunning. His hair finally brushed out, he smells amazing, his cheeks tinted a light pink, and his smile radiating joy. He offers his hand again to lead you to a blanket set up on the floor with soft pillows and more blankets. The both of you sit down, getting comfortable. He hands you a small gift bag. You take it, inspecting it carefully. As you take out the wrapping paper, you find a box of your favorite chocolates, a small box, and a folded paper. You reach for the box first, opening it carefully to see a beautiful necklace, with a gemstone of your favorite color cut into the shape of a heart. George smiles at you before speaking, "open the note"

You take out the note, opening it slowly and reading

"I saw this necklace in hogsmeade a few weeks ago and it reminded me of you, maybe you could wear it to the ball :)"

You feel your face heat up, this is one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for you.

You place the items back in the bag and set it aside, going in to hug him tightly.

"Thank you george, it's beautiful, all of this is beautiful" you whisper as he embraces you back.

As you pull away he looks overjoyed, his eyes sparkling in the starlight.

"I'm glad you like it, I had a feeling you would" he replies in a gentle voice.

As the night goes on, the two of you talk, joke around, and watch the stars.

By the end of your time together, he walks you back to your dorm, your hand intertwined with his.

As you stop at your door, he turns to face you.

He watches your face for a second, his gaze tracing your features and lingering on your lips.

He looks up into your eyes, silently asking for permission.

His face lights up as you nod, he leans in slowly, his gaze never leaving your face before pressing his lips to yours. You close your eyes just as he does, kissing back gently. Your lips interlocked in a sweet, slow kiss. As he pulls away, he looks completely starstruck.

"I'll see you tomorrow, sleep well" he whispers, waiting for you to open your door and go in before leaving.

Before you close the door you whisper back,

"You too, thank you for tonight George, the ball will be amazing"

[lorenzocarrera01]

Getting along with your boyfriend's family (?

It was funny to me that he changed their name, for more moments between everyone and a reformed Draco (😆)

[grabowskibeepboop]

I think I've seen multiple people mention how Percy and Oliver were the only gryffindors in their year, and I'm confused, is that a shared headcanon of some sort, or is that really canon?

[harrypotterprops]

Weasley's Wizard Wheezes beauty product box labels.

[rookieoneil]

Wesley: let me ask you something. Have you ever found Angela attractive

Tim: what?!? No! I would never

Lucy at the same time: oh 100%

Tim: what?!

Wesley: okay. Let me ask you this, did the whole mom thing make her more or less attractive to you personally

Lucy: I think she had the whole hot mom thing going on.

Tim: why are we talking about how hot Angela is.

Angela walking raising an eyebrow: um.

Tim: no. He was the one who brought it up.

Wealey: no he’s right, I am trying to find out how many people find you hot

Angela: oo what’s the status

Wesley: no one will openly admit it except Lucy and Nyla.

Angela: no one else matters honestly

[raven-dor]

let me help you

In which george weasley gets the girl

PAIRING: george weasley x ravenclaw!reader, harry potter x PLATONIC!reader, hermione granger x PLATONIC!reader, ron wealey x PLATONIC!reader

WARNINGS: GIVEN LAST NAME, established relationship, blood, angst, banter, love confessions, hero complex (it's harry potter, what did you expect), young love, Umbridge

WORD COUNT: 2,213

🎶 : put a little love on me - niall horan

Y/N was not at all thrilled about this detention. After all, she had been there when Harry got back from his first detention. 

His hand still had the scar. 

It was horrifying. And it didn't help that Draco, who had been the one to tattle on her, was Umbridge's favorite. It's like trouble kept finding her, no matter how much she tried to be Little Miss Perfect. This year, she determined, was an exception. She didn't have to go down to the toad's office just yet, so she stopped by Gryffindor Tower.

"Hello, Frances!” She waved. “Can you please let me in?"

The Fat Lady squinted her eyes and hummed. "Fine."

The portrait opened up, and Y/N smiled, walking over the discarded red solo cups and confetti. Even though George, Fred, and Harry were banned from the team, they still had a party for their first win. 

She sat on the couch, not even bothering to tell any of her friends she was there. While she loved her own common room, it was nowhere near as warm and comforting as Gryffindor’s was. Ravenclaw did have a fireplace, but it didn't have as comfortable of couches. Or the same aroma. Or the same chocolatey eyes. Or ginger hair. She curled up, leaning on the plush pillow, dozing off, hoping she'd wake up and everything was just a horrible dream, the last week becoming void.

"Hello, Y/N."

She opened her eyes, shielding them from the light. "Harry."

He smiled, sitting beside her. "You alright?"

She sat up, staring at the fire. "I'm stressed, and it's exhausting."

Harry scoffed. "Tell me about it."

"Yeah." She stared back into the fire. 

"Can I ask why you’re here and not… in your own common room?"

She glared, nudging him playfully. "Just wanted to relax before I go into the belly of the beast."

He frowned. "I would go in your place. It's just-"

"It's just that Umbridge would immediately notice that you are not Y/N Monroe."

He laughed. "We look enough alike."

"Not that much, Harry." She stood up. "I'll be back. Don't wait up for me."

"No promises."

She smiled weakly. 

As she walked to the Defense classroom, she made multiple escape plans. Maybe she could run away. Or hide in the passageways forever. Or she could- She looked at the door in front of her and took a deep breath. Best to get it over with and be done with it. She looked at the classroom she had once been excited to enter with complete disdain. Making her way up the stairs to Umbridge’s office, she tried to gather herself, willing herself not to cry in front of that wench. Just like Harry had told her, if she doesn't know that it hurts you, it doesn't feed her ego.

"Hello, Ms. Monroe. Please sit."

Y/N approached the extremely pink desk. She moved to pick up the pen, but Umbridge stopped her.

"I want to tell you, Ms.Monroe, that Mr.Potter is lying about everything. I'm sorry that you've been manipulated, and if you tell me what he's done, I'll make sure that you get past this all unharmed." She leaned forward and put her hand on her forearm. "I’m aware that you are close friends with Mr. Malfoy, and I'm sure he'd be more than happy to help you with any problems you are facing."

Y/N rolled her eyes. "Professor, as much as I appreciate your gracious offer and reminder of my past friendships," she leaned forward, and Umbridge looked eager. "I would rather rot in hell than betray my actual friends. So I'll take your blood quill."

"Seventy-five lines. I must not retaliate."

Y/N had thought about how it would feel before, having your skin cut into, but this was much more excruciating than her imagination. Her eyes were so clouded that she couldn't see in front of her, but she kept going. She would finish all seventy-five lines, and she would walk out of that demon's office with her head held high.

She had walked out of Umbridge's office with her head held high for about a minute before she burst into tears. That was by far the worst experience of her life. Stumbling through the halls, she tried not to be obvious, but with the trickle of blood that was leaving her hand, it was hard to miss. She’d gotten past the moving staircases before anyone crossed her path. The first face she saw made her freeze, hoping that the ground would swallow her whole.

George Weasley was walking directly toward her. She knew that as soon as he saw her, he would know something was wrong. And she would break because that's just what George did to her. She tried to smile at him, but she was too busy forcing herself not to faint. 

Thanks to her excruciating pain, she became delusional from the tears and minor blood loss, walking like a third-year after their first firewhiskey. His strong hands held her shoulders. 

"Are you alright, love? You don't look so good."

She nodded, keeping her head down. "I'm fine, George. I just need to get back to my common room."

"Not so fast. What's-" He paled. "What the bloody hell is wrong with your hand?"

"I scratched it."

"Darling, a scratch does not produce this much blood." He held her hand gently, examining the back. "Who did this?"

"It doesn't matter Georgie. I-"

He looked rather heartbroken and angry at the same time. Her heart clenched; she knew couldn't lie to him. It was really annoying. She sighed and took a deep breath. 

"Umbridge."

He was eerily quiet, still staring at her hand. "I'm going to kill that horrible wicked toad."

"No, you're not."

He scoffed, raising his voice. "Look at what she did to you!"

Y/N tore her hand away, wincing. "You don't understand, George."

"Darling! She is torturing you!"

"Just leave it alone." She shoved past him, trying to walk away.

"I'm telling McGonagall. Or Dumbledore."

She whipped around, glaring. "You're insane!"

He laughed, his whole face covered in disbelief. "I'm insane? I'm insane? This woman-"

She put her hand over her eyes, trying to stop herself from passing out from the pain. "George-"

"This woman is torturing you! And getting away with it!" 

"George."

"And you won't even tell anyone. Merlin, love!" 

"George. You don't get it!" They were both quiet for a moment, their chests heaving from the adrenaline of their yelling match. "I'm sorry. But I can't let her know she's getting to me. Then she wins." She took a deep breath and walked away from him. "Just drop it."

He watched her in shock before snapping out of his trance and following after her. Grabbing her bicep, he twirled her around. "George, seriously-"

He shook his head. "You don't take care of yourself enough, you know. You never have, and you probably never will."

She scoffed like what he was saying wasn't a well-known fact. "What’s your-"

"Just let me speak, Y/N." He took a deep breath. "You've been putting yourself in harm's way since your second year, and it's-” He muttered, laughing to himself. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this. It’s frankly irresponsible." 

Her eyebrows scrunched, and her angry expression was replaced with one of shock. If someone had asked her to look back on what she said in response, she would probably pretend not to remember, when in reality, she was embarrassed for saying something entirely irrelevant.

"You knew who I was?"

George sighed, staring down lovingly at her. "Y/N/N-" He shook his head, trying to get back into the scolding mindset. "Stop distracting me! You're changing the point. You've been putting yourself in harm's way for three, almost four years now, and for a good cause, I can respect that..." He sighed. "But when are you going to start taking care of yourself? Thinking about if this-" He flung his arms about, gesturing to her hand, the castle, the Gryffindor Tower. "-is a good plan?"

She was still stuck in a trance, words failing to leave her. He nodded. "That's what I thought." Pulling her closer, he whispered. "So why don't you let me do the worrying here? Okay? Because I-" Her eyes were full of hope, and he tried to say it again. "You know that I-"

Time seemed to stop as Y/N held her breath. Maybe it was the fact that someone cared more for her well-being than she did, or maybe it was the fact that she had been in love with George Weasley since her third year, but something moved her, and she surged forward, grabbing his face and pulling it down to hers. 

And she kissed him. His worrying over her being too reckless and underreacting to a rather severe problem made her realize she didn't want to avoid the inevitable anymore. 

She let go of his face slowly and looked up, just then realizing that she wasn't one hundred percent sure he loved her- or even at the least loved her back.

George stuttered. "I- you-"

She winced, and she started to spiral into a bout of panic. "Sorry. I didn't even ask. I-"

He grinned widely, pulling her closer. "Just let me take care of you." He put his right hand on her cheek, caressing her face with his thumb. "Please."

His left hand let go of her wrist, and fell to her waist, pulling her as close as humanely possible.  He smiled as he kissed her back. He was scared that this was a dream, that he would stop kissing her, and he would wake up in his bed again, without her. They parted, faces still insanely close. They slowly caught their breaths, her smile so wide her face ached.

"I-" She took her head off of his chest, and looked up at his glowing face. "I love you."

He kissed her again, this time softer and yet just as passionate. "I've been in love with you since you tripped down the stairs."

She giggled, tears still in her eyes. "I love you."

"I love you."

She kissed him again, and he fell into it. "I really love you."

"Good. Because I honestly don't think I could have gone another moment without kissing you. You-" he pecked her lips between each word. "Are most definitely the love of my life.” 

The remaining tears stuck in her eyes fell, laughing in his hold. "You are a dream, Weasley."

"Don't think that I'm going to forget about Umbridge. I’m talking to McGonagall first thing tomorrow."

She smiled up at him. "Whatever you say, love."

He walked her back to Gryffindor Tower, and she snorted, stopping him in his tracks. "I have an idea."

He hummed. "What's that?"

"What if we pull a," she brought her hand up and held her fingers close together, "small prank?"

He smirked. "I knew there was a reason I loved you."

"Haha., What if we don't tell anyone about us..." George looked skeptical. "Until you walk into breakfast, and we act like a couple. To freak them out."

"So you're targeting dear old Ronniekins."

"Obviously."

He looked at her deadpan, clapping slowly. "Amazing, my love! Truly revolutionary." 

She smacked him on the chest. "Oh, shut it."

"Let's do it."

She nodded. "Alright then. The prank begins... now."

Y/N walked towards the portrait but was quickly pulled back. He smirked, leaning down.

"I need one more kiss, just to hold me over until tomorrow."

"I think you'll be mhm-"

She melted into his arms, twirling the short locks by the top of his neck. They pulled apart, and she spoke breathily. "The prank starts now."

She walked into the tower, George following after her. Her face was still puffy, and her eyes were still slightly watery. Hermione gasped, rushing her over to the couch.

"Oh, Y/N."

"Nothing she hasn't already done before."

Ron grumbled. "I still don't understand why we can't tell Dumbledore."

"Tell Dumbledore what?"

She fought the urge to smile, turning towards the familiar voice.

"Oh, nothing."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "It isn't nothing. Umbridge had Y/N do lines with a special quill that cuts into your skin."

George's face looked just as it had before, and Y/N realized he wasn't pretending. He was still upset. He walked up to the couch, examining her hand.

"I can't believe she’s getting away with this. I'll be back. I have loads of bandages in case a prank gone wrong.”

He ran to his dorm, and Hermione laughed, nudging her friend. "Just friends. Really?"

The Ravenclaw shrugged, pink dusting her cheeks.

George appeared back in front of them, first aid kit in hand. "This should do the trick after you use the necessary healing spells." He looked at Harry. "You should use some, too. This muggle medicine works wonders."

"Thanks, Georgie."

"No problem, love."

Ron groaned. "Just get a room, you two."

Hermione scolded him. "Ronald, stop it."

Harry smirked. "Yeah, Ronald. Stop it."

"Shut up, Harry."

Harry gestured to Y/N/s hand, smiling sympathetically. "What did she make you write?"

"I must not retaliate."

He grinned, nodding. "Fitting."

"Oh, shut it, Harry."

[kathrahender]

My opinion about Harry Potter Ships (1/2)

Hinny (Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley): NO. Just NO. Please their romance was so forced and there was no chemistry between them in the movie (and I watched the movies before reading the books... so yeah, it affected my perception about them) 👎

Romione (Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger): In the books they were a better couple- but in the movie their development was almost null- so no thanks. 😬

Harmione (Harry Potter/Hermione Granger): "They're just friends". Still a better ship than Hinny/Romione tho. Their interactions were far more beautiful than any other ship involving Harry or Hermione. 🙌

Ronarry (Ron Weasley/Harry Potter): If I was Harry and I had to chose a Weasley to date with- I would choose Ron. Not saying anything else. 🧡🤎

Dron (Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley): Enemies to lovers. Enemies to lovers. Enemies to- (Besides, their families don't like each other so they would be Romeo/Juliet coded) 💞

Drarry (Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter): I'm a fan of Slytherin/Gryffindor pairings, and a fan of rivals to lovers so- I LOVE DRARRY SO MUCH. 😍😍😍😍

Dramione (Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger): It's literally like a straight version of Drarry- SO I'M IN! 💖

Huna (Harry Potter/Luna Lovegood): I tell you, I ship them more than I ship Romione/Hinny. Although I have never read a fic of them, they had cute moments. ☺️

Linny (Ginny Weasley/Luna Lovegood): Luna is a Ravenclaw. Ginny is a Gryffindor. Ravenclaw is Blue. Gryffindor is Red. I LOVE RED-BLUE PAIRINGS. 💖💖

Pansmione (Pansy Parkinson/Hermione Granger) & Blaron (Blaise Zabini/Ron Weasley): Another Slytherin/Gryffindor pairing? And another enemies-to-lovers? And also lesbian/gay? Hell YES. 💞💞💞💞

Hedric (Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter): Their relationship in the fourth movie/book was cute and pure and I will never forgive them for killing Cedric. He was a good friend to Harry and he could have been more than that :(

Chedric (? (Cedric Diggory/Cho Chang): Yes. Just yes. I don't know why, but they are so cute for me. 🥺

Charry (Harry Potter/Cho Chang): This might be controvesial but I like them (definitely more than Hinny). They were kinda cute.

Dransy (Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson): I don't know what to think about this. Part of me says "They're besties". The other part says "They look cute together". Let's say I'm more inclined to say YES. 😉

Lunsy (Pansy Parkinson/Luna Lovegood): It's a Slytherin/Ravenclaw pairing. That's all I need to know. Just yes. 💙💚💙💚💙💚

Hansy (Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson): It's like Drarry but the love interest is a girl instead of a boy. So it's a yes for me.

Nuna (Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood): You know for one moment I thought they would be canon and I shipped them-

Deamus (Dean Thomas/Seamus Finnigan): They belong together. I don't accept objections. 😆😆

Flintwood (Marcus Flint/Oliver Wood): Two captains, one from Gryffindor and the other from Slytherin, in a relationship? Yes.

Blamione (Blaise Zabini/Hermione Granger) & Ronsy (Ron Wealey/Pansy Parkinson): They're like Pansmione and Blaron but with the love interest reversed so YES.

Ginmione (Ginny Weasley/Hermione Granger): Friends to lovers? Two Gryffindor? A sapphic ship? Perfect. ✨

Dinny (Dean Thomas/Ginny Weasley): They were canon but they're not my thing. I prefer Ginny with Hermione/Luna and Dean with Seamus.

Drastoria (Draco Malfoy/Astoria Greengrass): Not my thing neither but I guess they're good. 👌

Druna (Draco Malfoy/Luna Lovegood): I ship Draco with Harry/Ron/Hermione so it's a no for me. Besides I see them as besties. 😔

Chomione (Cho Chang/Hermione Granger): Never thought of it but it seems interesting. 👀

Fremione (Fred Weasley/Hermione Granger): It's not bad but If I were Hermione and I had to date a Weasley- I would choose Ginny. But they're not a bad ship ;)

Geormione (George Weasley/Hermione Granger): The same argument as the previous ship.

Lovander (Rolf Scamander/Luna Lovegood): They're okay but not my thing.

[stanathanxoox]

Snuggle Time

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prompt by @me-writes-prompts

The way their eyes light up when their partner comes to them. - Percy Wealey x reader

He had just finished his patrol of the castle when he entered the Gryffindor common room to find you still awake, sitting in the same armchair that he had left you in studying just hours before. You look up and give him a warm smile, eyes lighting up as he makes his way towards you. He leans down and captures your face between his hands and you look up into his dark brown eyes

“There’s my gorgeous girl, what are you still doing up?” he asks and you place a kiss on his lips

“Was waiting for you my dear” you whisper against his lips and he groans before you pull him down beside you, somehow this seat is big enough for the two of you if you scrunch up enough and so you settle in close to him to maximise the snuggle time before going to bed. 

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[shrimpalbuspotter]

Do you think that If there were other wealey/potter kids in slytherin that it would take away from albus's story and character? Also what do you think are the certain traits that are a must for writing him? Like AUs can change his character but what things need to be the same to still be albus?

GREAT QUESTION BECAUSE I ALSO WONDERED THIS A WHILE AGO.

No, I don't think Albus being in Slytherin was the root of his problems. Yes, people wouldn't care as much because he isn't the FIRST Potter/Weasley, but he's STILL Harry Potters child and unless it was James Sirius that was Slytherin, it would have still been a big deal. (It would've been a big deal anyway). Now if Harry was the one in Slytherin, nobody would care. Infact, Slytherin would gain a pretty good reputation. BUT there's one issue, Albus Potter is terrible at magic, and he hung around with Scorpius Malfoy. THAT was what really made all the bullying start, so that would keep his character on track and not change much of the story. We even see in the play that Albus and Harrys issues don't lay in him being a Slytherin, so they'd still have the fight, and he'd still try save Cedric!

Now onto the next question. Some quintessential Albus things that I personally think are important to his character are these:

1. Being a Slytherin. I think taking away this key part of him, or even just any of the traits that come along with it, ruin his character. If you show me an Albus who is brave and disregards his safety and would throw himself infront of an avada for people, I will not recognise him.

2. Being sharp tounged/surly. This may just be me, but i think him being able to bite back at Harry on the spot in a way that really hurts and isn't just a playground taunt is amazing. He had to go through shit to get a backbone and by god he won't let it go to waste. Timid, shy Albus just doesn't work well for me, it feels like doing an injustice.

3. Being bad at magic. One of the biggest things with Albus is the fact he has no talent. His dad was Harry Potter and he's the saviour of the wizarding world, who learned to cast a Patronus at 13, who tutored a group of students in DADA at 14, who survived the killing curse 2 times, and many more things. Albus was terrible at spells, he was surprised he could perform Incendio whilst going into third year (a first year spell), he only learned expeliarmus in 4th year, and he couldnt even get his broom to lift. But these things are IMPORTANT! Because he has so much pressure put onto him as Harry Potters son and he SHOULD be working extra hard to make up for being in Slytherin, but he doesn't even try. He only learns spells that would be useful to him in a situation, but otherwise he just can't find it in him to even care. I dunno this is just important okay okay.

4. His relationship with Harry. I dislike people thinking Harry should've been the perfect dad, and that he should've understood Albus. Harry probably doesn't even accept the fact he experienced abuse or bullying, nevermind trying to understand his son who is open with the fact. Their relationship and their reconciliation at the end of the play is essential, because it shows that they both care about eachother so much and just don't know how to show it. It's sweet.

5. Scorpius always has to be his bestfriend. Even if it starts with them being enemies and becoming bestfriends. If he isn't even mentioned in a fic or characters act like they don't know him... God... SOB.

6. LOOKING LIKE HARRY. Albus needs to look into the mirror and feel sick at the sight of his face because a young version of his dad stares back at him. He needs to become a teenager and find appreciation in the sallowness of his face, in the murky green of his eyes, and the awkward way he stands, because he finally looks different from Harry and its all he wanted. He loves his dad, but he needs people to know he's a seperate entity. Yeah... yeah this is essential for sure mhmhmhm

7. DRY HUMOR. THATS IT. PLEASE MAKE HIM SARCASTIC.

Okay that's it uhh I guess SOME of these could be taken away and it'd be fine but overall Albus needs to be characterised as a self proclaimed git who pretends to hate his dad that he is a replica of and is always sad slash angry except when he's around his bestfriend. Thanks you for the ask..🙏

[skylarstark4826]

My list of all my favorite romantic couples (Fanon, Semi-Canon and Canon) from Harry Potter movies

(1): Draco Lucius Malfoy Black and Ginerva "Ginny" Molly Weasley Prewett together *Drinny*

(2): Ronal "Ron" Bilius Weasley Prewett and Pansy Parkinson together *Ronsy*

(3): Arthur Wealey and Molly Weasley Prewett together *Artolly*

(4): Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa "Cissy" Malfoy Black juntos *Lucissa*

(5): Sirius Black and Petunia Evans Dursley together *PaddyPet*

(6): Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson and Ronal "Ron" Bilius Weasley Prewett together *Blaisonsy*

(7): Frederick "Fred" Fabián Weasley Prewett and Gabrielle Delacourt together *Fredbrielle*

(8): George Gideon Weasley Prewett and Luna Lovegood together *Guna*

(9): Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore and Minerva Mcgonagall together *Albunerva"

(10): Percy Ignatius "Perce" Weasley Prewett and Oliver Wood together *Perliver"

(11): Charles "Charlie" Weasley Prewett and Fleur Delacour together *Charleur*

(12): William "Bill" Arthur Weasley Prewett and Hermione "Mione" Jean Granger together *Billmione*

(13): Albus Severus Potter Weasley and Delphini "Delphi" Riddle together *Alphini*

(14): Remus John Lupin and Nymphadora "Dora" Lupin Tonks together *Remadora*

(15): Barnaby Abernathy Lee and Ismelda Murk together *Barnelda*

(16): Bellatrix "Bella" Lestrange Black and Tom "Voldemort" Marvolo Riddle together *Bellamort*

(17): Cho Chang and Cedric Diggory together *Chedric*

(18): Severus Snape and Hermione "Mione" Jean Granger together *Sevmione*

(19): William "Bill" Arthur Weasley Prewett and Luna Lovegood together *Billuna*

(20): Blaise Zabini and Katie Bell together *Zabinell*

(21): Ronal "Ron" Bilius Weasley Prewett and Hermione "Mione" Jean Granger together *Romione*

(22): Harry James Potter Evans and Ginerva "Ginny" Molly Weasley Prewett together *Hinny*

(23): Jacob Kowalski and Queenie Goldstein together *Jakweenie*

(24): Credence Barebone and Nagini together *Nadence*

(25): Dean Thomas and Parvati Patil together *Deanvati*

(26): Fenrir Greyback and Lavander Brown together *Fenvander*

(27): Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore together *Grindeldore*

(28): Harry James Potter Evans and Astoria Greengrass together *Hastoria*

(29): Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott together *Nevannah*

(30): Severus Snape and Lily Evans together *Snily*

(31): Severus Snape and Minerva Mcgonagall together *Sinerva*

(32): Severus Snape and Morticia A. Addams "Frump" together *Snapeticia*

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@moonlightchild77

[gimme-gimme-georgie-weasley]

no longer mine. [g.w. x reader]

a/n: sorry i just felt really angsty and needed an outlet and sorry again for the slight angelina slander but it's not really slander is it?

dressed in a black suit and tie, he looked as beautiful as the night he claimed himself to be yours. his once-long hair was now trimmed neatly, slicked back with gel.

he was waiting down the aisle, eyes shimmering expectantly.

but not for you.

you, who was seated amidst the crowd of wedding guests, a mere name in the guest list. a whisper of his past, a bygone age. he was once yours to love, to hold, to kiss, to cuddle and just, be.

that beautiful boy who grew up to be an even more beautiful man written by the finest littérateurs, in the finest ink.

you once counted down for the day you'd see him in a suit and tie, where he'd wait for you who'd be dressed in all white.

the gods gave you what you wished for; he was delectable in that ensemble, really. even as the nervousness he tried to keep at bay slowly seeped through, he still has this air of composure to him; a coolness you once had the privilege of calling yours.

and so, as the quartet played the wedding piece, you wondered where you'd gone wrong; why you weren't the one wearing the white gown. you continued to observe as he straightened his suit for the umpteenth time that evening, leaning over to his father, arthur and whispering a few things in the man's ear.

then, the doors flew open. songbirds that had been conjured up by precise spell work flew into the room, then coalesced with the bouquets of flowers, disappearing into thin air. their twitters and chirps that sounded like glockenspiels being struck still remained, echoing and harmonising with the quartet.

she walked in.

she who must be the luckiest woman in the world.

in all white, she put the moon to shame. even as the candelabrums stood dignified, burning with importance and decorum, she outdid them.

with a gown dotted with rhinestones that glimmered without needing a light source, and silky hair that flowed in the evening breeze, she spelled out perfection without having to use any vowels and consonants; all she needed was to flash a smile and laugh.

angelina johnson cascaded down the aisle with her train of periwinkle behind her. eyes were all on her, and hers peered through the veil at the man whose last name would soon be hers.

that last name you'd sworn was going to be yours.

bitterness soon bubbled inside you, as she finally reach him. good for her.

"do you, angelina johnson, take george fabian weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

i object.

"and do you, george fabian wealey, take angelina johnson to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"i do."

don't.

think of the nights we'd spent at the astronomy tower, poring over the endless revised editions of this and that. think of the candles we'd burnt through, the wax seeping into our robes, but we didn't care.

think of the nights we'd spent running away from the awful squib, just to dance in the corridors without a care in the world. think of the afternoons by the great lake trying to dry ourselves off the muggle way, but we ended up smelling like the giant squid instead.

think of all the beautiful hogsmeade weekends we'd wasted away in the common room because you just wanted to be in my arms.

think of the evenings we spent at the matron's dabbing away at quidditch wounds and naming all your scars and bruises. this one "billy", that one "fred" because it really did look like him.

where had it all gone? where had that boy gone; washed away by the war and found by the shore of the light side, earless and cold but still so painfully wonderful.

were you not mine? were you not mine to vow separation only by death to? was i not the one you'd promise to marry after the war?

and as you felt your breath hitch in your throat, the crowd cheered.

and that was it, as they wrapped their arms hungrily around each other, lips meeting, tying their bonds and changing her last name to his. that was the very second you knew he flipped over your chapter and burnt the pages. he rewrote over your stanzas written in fourth year that stretched all the way to the seventh and doused them in kerosene, setting it all ablaze.

and it was at that moment you swore you saw his eyes meet with yours from behind her; serving as a reminder of the distance between the two of you as he stood in the aisle, and you seated on the benches.

that man was no longer yours to call "mine".

[dhr-ao3]

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[misschanadlerbong]

Do you think you could make a ginny weasley moodboard? Perhaps red/Gryffindor themed?

GINNY WEALEY AESTHETIC✨

[niya-kaur]

Ron: I think mum's mad at you

Fred & George at the same time: what makes you think that?

*Ron handing them a letter*

Fredrick and Goerge Wealey, I hope this letter finds you before I do.

Fred:....

George:....

[shadowqueenjude]

Fred And George Wealey 😭😭😭

THE ORIGINAL SEXY REDHEADS!!!

Ahhhh, I need the twins and Lucien to meet. Eris too. Crossover event.