#fred weasely x nonbinary reader

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🎂 Fred Weasley x Gn!reader

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🎂- Family/Kid scene

“Fred!!!! Ginny and Harry are going to be here any second!!!” You can hear Molly shout and you chuckle, trying to untangle yourself from Fred’s arms.

“Babe you need to get up and help your mom; or at least show your face.”

“No. I want to stay here with you.”

“If she comes up here it’ll ruin the announcement for lunch.” You nudge his hand and it rests over a barely visible bump you have.

“Fred..” Molly hisses and you can feel him tense, pulling the blanket back over you so it hides your stomach and he struggles to pull his pants on and reaches for a shirt that you’re handing him. You’re already dressed in one of his shirts and he grins a little.

“Fred; oh thank Merlin you’re both decent!!”

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R.W  X Nonbinary! Reader

Plot: You're going to meet Ron's family, over the Summer holiday but come into the problem that they use she/her pronouns instead of They/them, and it eventually builds up to a discussion about it.

I also made the Reader a Half Blooded Ravenclaw.

Regular P.o.V, Hogwarts Express

         "My family is going to love you," Ron assured, his arm draped around your shoulder. You looked out the window, still not convinced. "I'm just....worried. You knew how my parents reacted when they found out, and I just want to make sure it's okay." You said, referencing your pronouns. "They'll adore you, and they're super accepting, but you don't have to come out to them if you don't want to." You shook your head, "I want to, it's just the jitters," you leaned closer to his side and tuned into what Hermione and Harry were talking about across from you.

                You arrived at the station, Ron helping you collect your bags from the storing compartments before taking your hand and leading you onto the platform, searching for his family. It wasn't long before you spotted a group of red-heads, recognizing Ron almost immediately,  Fred and George engulfing your boyfriend in a hug, over-exaggerating, of course, seeing as they left Hogwarts along with everyone else. "Is this Y/n? Oh, She looks lovely Ron!" His mother-Molly, you guessed, gushed. You hugged back but still flinched after hearing 'she.' Ron gave you a concerned look and you brushed it off, showing him that you were fine.     "We should be off now, I think that's everyone," Mr. Weasley announced, getting callbacks from everyone, including you, Harry, and Hermione.

        Seeing the Burrow for the first time astounded you, it was an amazing sight. Walking in, you were enchanted even more by the sheer magical energy you got from it since your dad had a strict 'no magic in the house,' rule. While you were starring wonder-eyed at the scene around you, not hearing the chuckles of Harry and Hermione, who both had the same reaction to stepping into the household.       "Ron, why don't you take Y/n's things up to Ginny's room, she'll be sharing with her and Hermione," Mrs. Weasley seemed to not notice you flinching at the wrong pronoun again, but Ron sure did and made sure to talk to you about it later. In the blink of an eye, while Ron and Harry went upstairs, Fred and George were both at your sides, "So, Y/n," Fred started, "Have you ever tried to de-gnome a garden?" George finished, and you shook your head. You lived in the muggle part of London, so you never really had to worry about things like that. "I haven't, is it any fun?" Their grins got wider as they ushered you out towards the garden, not giving you even a moment to settle in.

          "It's just like this-Grab them by their feet and spin a few times, then throw them over as far as you can!" Fred explained while George threw a gnome away from the house. You giggled at the scene and tried to catch one yourself, only to end up falling flat on the dirt while you tried to grab it as it dug into its hole. "I meant to do that," you wiped off the dirt and stood up, facing the laughing twins. "Oh really? You meant to fall like that?" Fred teased and you nodded, "I call it gracefully embracing the floor, thank you very much," you chuckled. You tried once more, on a gnome that had appeared to be stumbling around the growing veggies at the side of the house. You lounged for it again, this time grabbing it successfully, and started spinning it around, as you released it, you heard a thump and one of the twins fall to the ground in shock. "Hey! Watch where you're throwing that thing!" George groaned, the gnome scampering off quickly and away from you three. You and Fred fell to the ground laughing, clutching your stomachs and wheezing for more air. "S-Sorry Geo-George!" You breathed out, a huge smile on your lips.               You spent a little more time out there before Ron came out as well. "Mum wants help in the kitchen," he gestured to Fred and George, who merely groaned but went in anyway. "You having fun?" He smiled at your slightly disheveled state while you let out a small giggle. "It's been a wonderful few hours already, George and Fred taught me how to throw gnomes!" A look of joy rested on your face. Ron walked closer to you and rested his hands on your waist, and a calm smile adorning his lips. "I'm glad you're enjoying your stay here, I was worried you wouldn't like it." You playfully gasp at him, "How could I not? It's amazing here! The energy and the wholesomeness are immaculate." He merely chuckled before pecking your lips. It was quiet for a few moments before Ron spoke up again, "are you sure you're okay with them using she/her pronouns, Love?" You were still for a moment, not answering. "If I'm being honest...No, it makes me feel inauthentic and that maybe, maybe I'm just being stupid about labeling myself the way I do." You frowned and felt his arms tighten around you. "Love, you aren't being stupid, you're becoming who you want to be as a person, and if that means you're not a girl, then you're not a girl and should still be treated with respect. It's difficult learning these things about yourself sometimes, and deserve all the support you can."  Ron pressed a kiss to your temple, before loosening his arms. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" You chuckled, earning a smile from the ginger, "not nearly enough, but I love when you tell me anyway," he teased. "Would...Could, we bring it up at dinner tonight? I don't want to cause a fuss." "It won't, and of course we can! I'll be with you every step of the way," he reassured, gently grabbing your hand before leading you inside to relax before dinner.

        Your blood was running cold with the anxiety that flooded your system as you sat down at the Dinner Table next to Ron. You were still worried about how his parents would react, despite his many times reassuring you. Your parents openly denied it, claiming it was a phase and that you were in fact, born a female, also adding on to how they raised you right and that you shouldn't be acting out like this. Thinking about it made you feel sick.         Molly seemed to sense your distress as the food was placed on the table. "Y/n are you alright dear?" You flinched, having been brought out of your thoughts. "Oh, er, yes, I am." You stumbled over your words, making your lie less believable. She looked at you with a kind of motherly stare, one that let you know she wasn't buying it, and by the looks of everyone else at the table, they weren't buying your lie either. "Are you sure? We might be able to help-whatever is bothering you," Mr. Weasley spoke up from the other end of the table. You glanced at Ron, who gave your hand a reassuring squeeze to the other Weasley children, most of whom had looks of slight confusion or concern. "I-It's, Uhm, I, I'm, N-Not a girl...I'm nonbinary a-and I use T-They/Them pronouns and-I-I'm sorry I should go," You felt your face heat up in embarrassment, tears brimming your eyes from the anxiety bubbling up in your chest.

        Just as you were about to head upstairs Molly pulled you into a hug, making you burst into tears and hug her back. "Awe, Y/n it's alright," Molly said as she kept you in her motherly embrace, one by one the others joining in as well, which only made more tears fall. "I-I'm sorry," "Oh dear, you have nothing to be sorry about," She quickly replied.     After a few more minutes in the hug you had managed to calm down enough, and everyone had returned to their seats. "We apologize if we've offended you," Arthur stated, as you gave a small smile and shook your head, "you didn't, I never mentioned it when we met, but Ron convinced me it would be fine," You looked over and grabbed your boyfriend unused hands. "Of course it is!" "It takes a welcoming place to put up with us!" Fred and George chimed in, making you chuckle. "Your family must be so proud to have a child as yourself," Molly said sweetly, but hesitation from you told her otherwise. "Er-Well, they didn't exactly believe me. They didn't like that I was going by a different name than the one I was given and was constantly making the stupid argument that I was born a female. They just...Don't like me, I guess." You saw shock and slight anger across Mrs. Weasely's face before she responded. "Well, you're always welcomed here, Ron spoke about you non-stop in his letter home," she told, earning a groan from Ron and chuckles from around the table. "Yea Y/n, you'll always be welcomed here, no matter what," Ginny beamed at you, "Thank you, it means a lot."

        The rest of your stay at the Burrow went off without a hitch, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley both immediately started using your pronouns, and you got some quality time in with Ron and his family. It was a good break.