#fred weasley x ravenclaw!reader

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Chaotic raven

Fred Weasley x fem! Ravenclaw! reader

[Requested - see request here]

Summary: Y/n's clumsy nature leads her to catch a certain redheads attention

Warnings: y/n is the most chaotically loveable person, one wizard slur, first kiss, getting together

A/n: 2k words, so if anyone had ever seen those videos of that gal that does 'if she was at Hogwarts' and just causes chaos, this is how I think I’d be…like I shouldn’t be trusted with muggle things let alone a wand in which I could accidently kadvra someone with. Thanks for the request, enjoy x

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You fiddled with your fingers as you waited for class to start, Charms was your favourite subject but least favourite class to go to due to having destroyed everything in the class at least once. For example…or many examples…you set Rodger Davis on fire in first year after sneezing during the spell. You made Flitwick’s little stand grow all the way to the ceiling then tried to shrink it and may have shrunk him instead in second year. In third year, you managed to pull all of the bookcases down whilst using the Carpe Retractum spell on top of half of the class including yourself…and professor Snape whilst he was visiting the classroom. And finally, last year you may or may not have split Adrians Pusey’s clothes in half and left him in his boxers…although he did deserve that after saying ‘the mudbloods deserved to get petrified’ a few days prior

Flitwick despite the chaos did adore you, even if you were clumsy you were a really talented witch, knowing this he did feel a little apprehensive knowing you would now be sharing a class with the Gryffindor’s this year and in particular a certain set of twins

“Mr and Mr Weasley if you could split up please” he starts looking at the twins as they saunter in before glancing around the class room “Miss y/l/n would you mind taking a seat over there with…” he smiles apologetically at the twin

“Fred” the boy informs him with a look at says completely used to it and not at all mad

“…with Fred please” he finishes turning around and starting to write on the board behind him

You pack up your stuff, smiling sadly at your friend as you made your way over, passing by the younger twin who eyed you for a second before taking your old seat. To your delight you didn’t fall, trip or cause mayhem, which was good considering most people knew there was a comedically clumsy Ravenclaw in the class but had no idea which one it was…although they would find out soon enough

Fred looks over at you as you sit down happily, head bobbing slightly from side to side, completely content in your own little world, an act the boy found rather cute for a second before turning to the professor

Flitwick soon explains the lesson, demonstrating the silencing spell on a raven before turning back to the class “Now after all of the ravens escaped and ended up in Professor Snape’s classroom” he glances between the two redheads who smile proudly “We will be using bells, so please try to perform the spell and check it by ringing the bell” he finishes then points to the class “Softly”

Everyone starts practicing the spell, soft dings echoing around the classroom

“Silencio” you say quietly, making a y shape with your wand

You pick up the bell but it clanks as you do so you put it back down. Glancing at Fred he seems to have gotten it already, having fun with ringing the now muted bell which you had to admit was rather adorable. You then looked to your friend, elbow on your desk leaning your chin on the back of your hand which holds your wand. 

‘Can’t get it?’ she mouths to you and you shake your head ‘show me’ she motions

You do the movement you just did in front of you then return to your original potion

‘It’s not a y’ she copies your gestures ‘it’s like an inverted one’ she does the correct motion

Your eyes widen, realising as you watch Flitwick you copied him like a mirror, ‘like this?’ You ask doing the movement and whispering Silencio, and she nods

Of course, it was unfortunate that no light appears when the spell is done, so as you attempted the exercise again Fred soon realised he couldn’t make noise.

The novelty of the un-ringable bell wore off rather quickly and he noticed you, copying the charms movements at him before turning to try the charm again. Of course, as he went to ask if you needed help, he was surprised when nothing came out. He tried a couple times before he realised he was completely mute, he even tried to clap but again nothing, no sound what so ever. 

Most would have been mad, but Fred was well Fred and found the thing rather amusing, even more so as they whole thing slowly gets more chaotic

He taps your shoulder “Yeah?” you turn to him with a smile he can’t help but return

He admires you for a moment before doing anything, pretty, he notes before he claps

He watches for your reaction and his heart is a puddle on the floor as you copy him, clapping back cutely “I know I did it” you turn to the bell and shake it, so proud of yourself as you sit it back down

“Oh yeah super well” – he mouths completely mute and you tilt your head looking rather confused

Fred sighs, or makes the motion of sighing anyway before motioning 

“Me?” you answer and he nods before making the motion with his own wand “charmed?” he nods again “You?” he nods, gesturing for you to catch on

“Me charmed you?” you say confused before your eyes widen and Fred thinks you get it “I charmed you?” you say, smiling as he nods 

Fred looks puzzled at your happiness before the slow dawn of what he really meant spreads across your face. He can’t help but bite his lip at how cute you were, starting to wonder if you were the famously clumsy Ravenclaw he had heard tales about

“I charmed you…oh merlin” you cringe before you mouth drops open, not looking overly stunned at your actions but definitely guilty he was the poor victim “Are you okay?” you ask like he can answer you and his face is a picture “That was a stupid question” you say to yourself

Yes, but it was also rather sweet lovely, Fred notes in his head before his eyes widen as you go to grab your wand but knock over the spare bell on your table, sending it crashing to the floor

You bend down to pick it up as you hear Flitwick “Miss Y/l/n are you alright?” he asks

You nod still trying to awkwardly grab it while sitting instead of just standing up…because that would be admitting defeat, right? “Yeah…I’m fine” you say a little strained as you finally grasp the bell

“Next time Miss y/l/n perhaps knock over a bell that’s already charmed” he says light heartily

As you sit up Fred moves his hand quickly to the edge of the table just in case, which is good as you do collide gently with his hand “Thank you” you whisper to him and he pats your head where you were almost hurt before letting you return upright, pushing down a light blush that begins to creep up on his cheeks

You turn back to Flitwick trying to hold in your smile at Fred’s sweet gesture “Professor? While on the topic, how long does the charm last?” you ask and Fred lets out a literal silent laugh knowing what your doing

He pushes his lips together for a moment “Depends on the situation, what it’s used on and casters ability, could be anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours…there was a wizard, dead now of course, but he cast one which lasted a year” he says rather impressed at the fact, it was cute to see him nerd out over his own subject...well it would have been if you were terrified you had muted Fred for a year

“But say you wanted to reverse it, like you muted a bell so it wouldn’t raise alarm…not that you or I would use it to steal something…” you say closing your eyes for a second before continuing, missing Fred’s amused look as well as most of the class letting out giggles “Any who...” you chuckle nervously “...could you reverse it? Like is there a charm you can use and could you show us…in this general vicinity” you bite your lip as you finish, you should have felt embarrassed but after living as the clumsiest person alive you grew accustomed to these circumstances and began to just roll with the chaos

“Miss Y/l/n should I be concerned as to why you need this charm?” he eyes you, he knew you well enough to know what had happened considering the elder twin was sitting rather quiet and amused. Although if the man was being honest he was interested in knowing what your plan was

“No” you say way too quickly “I wouldn’t try to break in anywhere…maybe a bookshop” you joke before backtracking “Kidding…obviously” your eyes flick to your friend to see her and George hold back their laughter “I was just asking in case you did it to y-yourself” 

“Miss y/l/n please be quiet or it will be used on yourself” The man just smiles at you, while the class giggle

“Understood” you nod letting him and everyone turn back to their business before looking at Fred “Sorry” you apologise but he’s just smiling at you

Fred never believed in love at first sight but boy oh boy did he now, so much that even when he got his sound back around 10 minutes before the end of class he pretended not to so he could spend the next two hours with you in the library as you tried to figure out how to give him his voice back. He adored every second of you essentially talking to yourself, wondering how on earth he had missed out on your company all these years

“So I found this book” you walk over to the table reading as you do which is just a recipe for disaster “I think if we…wow” you trip over your own bag turning around as you get tangled in it before you fall onto Fred lap, thankfully missing the table on the way down

“You alright?” he asks a little worried hand moving to steady you but you are hardly phased by the fall

You sit up on his lap, setting on it smiling as your hands move to his shoulders “You can talk!” you celebrate

He beams with you pretending to be surprised “Look at that” he says eyes flicking to your lips due to the close proximity, merlin I know we barley know her but would it be too forward to kiss her? 

While he debates, you soon realise you are on his lap and begin to move but his hands find your sides and hold you in place, not firmly, you could easily escape his grasp if you were uncomfortable and luckily for him you weren’t

“Fred?” you tilt your head before seeing his gaze on your lips and working out the rest

You don’t say anything just lean forward and peck his lips gently, his eyes darting back up to your eyes as you pull away “Oh no come back here” he curls his finger at you before gently cupping your cheek and pulling you in for a proper kiss, lips moving in sink until you feel the ground give way beneath you, both groaning as the chair decided to give way and you hit the floor

“You okay?” you ask shifting to straddle him as you check for any injury

He just laughs “Yeah” he nods kissing your forehead gently as he sits up, hands finding your hips

“I’m a bit unlucky…and a huge klutz” you confess

He smiles “Well I’m a reckless prankster who runs of his good luck and impeccable grace…” he nudges his nose with yours “I say we would make a rather beautiful team” he raises his eyebrow

“Are you asking me out?” you bite your lip, looking at him with hopeful eyes

He nods “Yes. I’d rather love a chaotic raven by my side” he smiles, thumb gently brushing over your cheekbone as you break out in a huge smile 

“I wouldn’t mind a lucky lion on my side either” 

[thatblackravenclaw]

Pen Pals

a/n: you guys know how Andrew Garfield’s parents are British but he was born in L.A. but he still has a British accent that’s not extremely British with a little bit of an American twinge? that’s what the reader sounds like. also, i go by the grades of everyone in the books so Cho and the reader are a year older than the golden trio and a year younger than the twins. 

Blog Details | Let’s take a trip

Fred Weasley x Black!fem!reader (Ravenclaw)

warning(s): british slander bc im a raging american (RED WHITE AND BLUE MF THESE COLORS DON’T RUN BITCH lmfao please believe me when i say im joking), cursing, mention of drugs and alcohol use, tooth rotting fluff

word count: 3.3k

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“Are you writing to that British boy again?” I hear from over my shoulder.

“Yes, and have you heard of personal space?” We erupt in giggles as I push her away.

I close my notebook and move from my desk to my bed. The foot of my mattress is barricaded with boxes. I look around and see my childhood home become empty and filled with boxes and buckets. The walls that were once painted with polaroids of my friends and family from over the years is now back to its basic color of brown that was painted when I was born. My desk is no longer covered with knick-knacks and clutter. The room is just empty. I’m happy that my mom got promoted so my dad gets to go back to his hometown, but it’s going to be hard leaving a place I’ve spent ¾ of my life in.

My mom is a Magizoologist. She came to the United States 20 years ago for a business trip. My dad is a Dragonologist. Their paths crossed when she came to help take a look at a sick Dragon. He showed him how their sanction work and over time I guess they became close because 3 years later I was born.

We used to go back and forth between Illinois and England for about 4 and ½ years before mom decided to just move here. I guess the distance was just a little too much for them, so she decided to move here and now we’re moving back.

I lay down on the bed and stare at the ceiling. It’s scattered with glow in the dark stars that I begged for when I was 7 and ten years later, here they still stick. I’ve been asking dad for four years to take them down. He always said he’d get around to it.

The air feels dry, and my throat is scratchy. I’m trying my best to hold my tears at bay. I love England. It’s a second home to me. Whenever I’m out for summer break I go to my grandparents’ house in Norwich. This is different though. I’m going to be living there now. The British accent I had when I was younger has faded overtime to an American-British hybrid. I’ll surely be made fun of for it.

Maya lays down next to me. We’ve been best friends since the 3rd grade. Just the two of us against the world. Now I have to go through the rest of university without her.

“Maybe it won’t be bad. The worst part is going to be eating their food.” Her jab pulls a smile to the corner of my lips.

“I’ve heard the food at Hogwarts is actually pretty good.”

“Not possibly better than Ilvermony.”

“Never!” I dramatize the word with a gasp. Really selling it as if saying Hogwarts food is better than Ilvermony is a federal offense.

The dust settles and a silence washes over us. It’s a comfortable silence. Soaking in our last moments together. I know it’s not forever. I get to come back here on holiday, and she can use the floo network to visit me, but it won’t be the same. This is the person who has a key to my house because she’s considered family. The same person who that brings me an extra banana nut muffin every day before school just because she knows it’ll bring a smile to my face. I won’t get that anymore.

“What time are you guys leaving tomorrow?” Her head turns towards me, but I keep my eyes trained on the popcorn ceiling in fear that the tears I’ve been holding back will give me away.

“Early. I think 6. We’re meeting the realtor with the keys at 7, so we need to make sure that all of our stuff gets transported this in one fell swoop since we’re apperating there and apparently mom came up with a spell to have our stuff apperate to the new house.”

“Hm. Have you told British boy that you’re got accepted into Hogwarts?”

“Fred doesn’t even know what I look like. Let alone that I got accepted to the same school as him.”

“HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE?” I slap my hand over her mouth and shush her.

“Bitch, shut the fuck up. My parents are right down the hall and don’t know I have a pen pal. They said it was dangerous because people pretend to be someone they’re not, but what the hell?”

She pushes my hand off of her mouth and sits up. Her back meets my headboard and she straight ahead at the door.

“Do you know what he looks like?”

I nod my head yes before rolling off of the bed. I feel to the last page of my journal and find and find a polaroid of him and his brother George from when they went to something called The Quidditch World Cup. I do a quick look over before making my way back to the bed and offering my hand to Maya. She looks at the picture and you can almost see her eyes bulging out of their sockets.

“He has a twin brother?”

“No it’s just someone he met at school.” I resist the temptation to roll my eyes at her comment, but the attitude goes completely over her head.

“Is he single?”

“Maya!” I exclaim with my jaw dropped. “What? You can have a twin and I can’t?”

“Oh hush. You said yourself that you don’t even date white boys.”

“That was before I saw this one. Besides, he’s a ginger so he’s exempt from that statement.”

“I’m really going to miss you Maya.” We make eye contact for the first time in a while and her eyes soften.

“I’m gonna miss you too Angel.”

She looks down at her watch and tells me that it’s fifteen minutes to ten meaning it’s almost curfew. We share one last tearful goodbye as she walks out of my bedroom door for the last time.

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Sure enough, at 5:45 my dad woke me up and told me it was time to get ready to leave. I had taken one last look around my room and made my way downstairs to meet my mother so we could all leave. Right as the clock struck 6, my parents let me grab the powder and be the first to see our new home.

I stood in the foyer and tried to convince myself that it isn’t the best house I’ve ever seen. It’s got a cottage core vibe going on, on the outside. It’s cozy, but big enough for all of us. I wanted so badly not to like it. We went to the backyard and there’s a small river filled with a family of ducks. To the right there’s something that looks like a shack, but bigger. My parents then explained to me it’s my own apartment. That’s when the smile broke across my face. I was finally getting my own space.

The house tour didn’t last long due to the tight schedule we are on. I ended up just waving my wand and letting the magic unpack my stuff as we were right back in the fireplace. Why? Because tomorrow is the first day of school and I have not done any school shopping. The stuff on the list differs a little bit from the shopping list we had for Ilvermony so dad thought it best to wait until we got here. We had to go to Diagon Alley anyway for everyone to open up a bank account.

Now, I’m standing in Madam Malkin’s getting measured for everything. Once I’ve been basically poked and prodded all over my body with clothes pins, I stare out the window and watch everything and everyone pass by. As if someone had played a slow potion button, I see a whole family of red heads walk down the cobblestone and sure enough one of them is Fred. I snap my head down and try to cover my face with my hair. I don’t know why I did that. Once again, he has no idea what I look like.

“All done. You can step down now.” I look over to Madam Malkin and grab my uniform and robe out of her hands. I thank her and rush out the door. Thankfully my parents are done with their list too so we decide to go home.

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The next 18 hours go by quick. I didn’t get a chance to really enjoy my apartment or decorate it due to packing up my trunk since we once again left early in the morning for transportation.

The train ride was painfully boring. No one told me how long it is from England to Scotland. I sat with some mundane people whose names I don’t remember. They were also half asleep and exchanged pleasantries only out of politeness. We bought some stuff off of the trolley and then went back to our own worlds.

At one point it became a little suffocating and I needed to pee so I got up and started walking through the cars when I heard a “Have you heard from her yet, Fred,”. I had stopped before becoming visible to their compartment. He told them no and that he was a little worried. That’s when I remembered that Maya distracted me so I never got to finish the letter.

At the moment, I’m standing at the front of the line of 1st years because I’m new as well but I’m older so I get to get sorted first. My hood is up and I’m looking at the ground, suddenly interested in my shoes. Professor McGonagall informs everyone that I’m a new student from the American wizarding school and I feel my face heat up, knowing the amount of comments I’m about to get from everyone.

She calls my name and I carefully walk up the stairs. At this point my hood is still up so no one has gotten a clear view of my face. I want to do a big reveal of sorts. I sit down and let the hood slide from off of my head. There’s gasps from all across the hall. Some whistles from a few guys. Whispers from a few girls. A handful of people conveyed nonchalant expressions which I greatly appreciate over being fawned over. My eyes gravitate toward the Gryffindor table and I catch Fred already looking at me. His friends are nudging him with an elbow while also looking at me. I guess that answers the question of if he told his friends about me or not. I can’t decipher how he feels, but the adoration on his face calms my nerves enough.

I break our eye contact to look back down at the floor as not to fall off of the stool. I make haste to the Ravenclaw table. I greet everybody and they instantly start asking questions. I laugh as I can’t understand them all at once, but it’s funny hearing them squabble like seagulls. A hand is placed over mine and I look in the direction of where it came from. A beautiful Asian girl gives me a small smile.

“Hi y/n, my name is Cho.” I return the smile and tell her that it’s nice to meet her. A silence washes over the table. I become befuddled and look around to distinguish if I did or said something wrong.

“I thought you were American?” Someone says from the other side of the table. I don’t catch sight of who said it, but respond, nonetheless.

“I am. Well, I’m half. My mom is American and my dad is British. I was born in Manchester but was raised in America.”

An understanding nod is shared amongst the table in hearing vicinity and the conversation ceases as someone else is sorted into Ravenclaw.

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After dinner the prefects give the first years a quick tour of the castle and show them to their houses. Cho snuck me with the other 5th years. I’m thankful as I far from want to be touring the castle with a bunch of children. Besides, I have a map of the school and I’ve created a spell that can bewitch the map to help me find my classes.

We make our way up the many staircases and are faced with a large door with an Eagle head as the knocker.

“The only way to enter the common room is by answering a riddle. If you get it wrong, then you have to stand here until someone else comes and says the correct answer or until someone from the inside opens the door.” She says to me. I nod my head in understanding.

“Wanna try it?” Another Ravenclaw asks me. A male. I believe his name is Talbott. I nod my head again and step closer to the door.

“When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever. What am I?” The voice bellows as the Eagle moves its beak. It shakes my core a little bit.

I look around at the other Ravenclaws. Some with quizzical brows. Some with a knowing look. Others just looking and awaiting my answer. The answer would have caught me up if it weren’t for the last clue; “When old, I am more valued than ever.”

“Wine.” There’s a click sound as if unlocking a lock, and the door slowly opens. Smalls cheers are shared as we walk in.

I’m stuck at the entrance of the threshold inside by the sight in front of me. It’s probably the most gorgeous room I’ve ever seen. The ceiling is coved and gives the illusion of a clear night sky. Stars litter the ceiling and give off the effect of actual twinkling. A blue velvet couch sits in front of a fire, with matching chairs on either side. What really catches my attention is the enormous statue of Rowena Ravenclaw in front of a bookcase. We never had anything like this at Ilvermony. Our emblem was a serpent and we would just have those displayed in various parts of the common room. I watch as everyone goes to various parts of the room while some go behind the bookcase. Cho grabs my hand and also brings me behind the staircase. She shows me that behind this staircase is where the dorms and bathrooms are. I follow her up the staircase and to a dorm. The rooms inferior to the common room but not any less gorgeous. The beds align with the wall as each dorm is in the shape of a tower.

“I see you got the middle bed. Seems fitting as you’re new.” No malice in her tone, though I can see in some way it might have seemed like it.

I sit on the bed and exhale. Truly exhale. This whole journey has been happening too fast. Now that I’m sorted into a house, everything else seems easy. I went over my schedule with Cho and we have all the same classes except Defense Against The Dark Arts. I guess I’ll survive one class without her.

“Well come on lazy bones.” A different girls says to me. Anastasia I believe.

“What?” I sit back up and ask with pure curiosity.

“It’s time to get ready for the party.”

“What party?”

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The beginning of the year party. The party where everybody gets blacked out and regrets it in the morning since we start classes at 8 am.

I believe I heard someone earlier yell about flower. A Hufflepuff I believe. I had put on the sluttiest thing I owned and made my way down to the party with everyone else. None of us wear heels, as not to be caught by the caretaker.

The party is in full swing when we open the door the ballroom. The lights are dimmed, but the strobes of light are pungent. We barely make it to the drink table without bumping into everyone on the way. At the drink table is a tall red head with another tall read head which I can only assume is me about to be dealing with the consequences of my own actions.

“Excuse us,” Cho exclaims at the two while trying to push our way to the punch bowl. They look our way and go to move but freeze when they set their eyes on me.

“Y/n?” Fred asks/yells.

“In the flesh,” I yell back.

His smile reaches his eyes as he pulls me in a hug. My face in brought into an awkward place where it’s not quite his chest but not quite his stomach either. I wrap my arms around his middle and hug him back. He smells like cinnamon. I welcome in the scent as we hug for a few more seconds. I can only imagine what Cho is thinking right now.

We pull back at the same time and he begins to speak again. I can’t really hear him over the noise of the ballroom. I look in the direction of the entrance of the room and point to it. He nods his head and we walk towards it, hand in hand.

The door closes behind us but we still stood with our hands intwined.

“Pen pals for 4 years and you didn’t tell me you were transferring.” He exclaims while keeping his voice down.

“I wanted to surprise you.” I say sheepishly.

“Considered me surprised.” He smiled no longer reaches his cheeks but its more somber.

We hear footsteps coming from the far end of the corridor. He pulls me and we start running. I don’t know where we’re going but I trust him. A giggle threatens to out my mouth as we are going up the maze of stairs.

After what feel like forever, we make it to the floor that the Ravenclaw tower is on. I see that Gryffindor is also on this floor. In the middle of both is a spiral staircase. Great. More stairs. He leads us up to a room that looks like a classroom with multiple astronomy tools and an openness to the outside.

“Welcome to the Astronomy classroom.” I unknowingly let go of his hand as I look around in amazement. There’s a celestial sphere with all the constellations on it. A fancy telescope by the balcony. It’s quite literally the Ravenclaw common room in classroom form.

“Gods, this place is gorgeous.” I walk onto the balcony and stare up at the sky. All the stars twinkle and the moon is full.

“As are you.” I turn my body around and face him. He walks up next to me without breaking eye contact.

“Not a disappointment, am I?”

“Only a little. I expect more of an American accent.” I laugh at this before looking down at my shoes.

“You and everyone else. It’s there a little bit with certain words and phrases.”

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I sit on the ledge and we talk for a bit. Not much to tell considering I know almost everything about him and vice versa. We talk about school and the people here which eventually leads to the topic of dating.

“Anyone here you fancy yet?”

“You could say that.” I look into his eyes and see if he’s able to read in between the lines.

He leans in and I hear my breath hitch. My fingers grip the railing. His eyes jump to my lips and back to my eyes.

“Who is it?” We both know.

“He’s in Gryffindor. Tall red head with freckles. His brothers are also in Gryffindor.” We inch closer.

“I might know him. What’s his name?” 3 inches apart.

“Ron.” He rolls his eyes at the answer with a chuckle.

“Shut up,” and then he kissed me.

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Fred Masterlist | United Kingdom

[elenatries2write]

Fred Dating a Ravenclaw!Reader

(Y/N): Fred, I have such an immense infatuation with you, it surmounts the most embellished wonders of our nature. I can undoubtedly proclaim that I have an unequivocal, inexorable amorous fondness for you. Fred: ... Fred: ...what? (Y/N) *sigh*: I love you to the moon and back. Fred: Aww, babe, I love you to the moon and back, too.

[onlyfreds]

hii ! i came on to the app (for loke the 8th time today, shocker) and i saw this and got so excited.. first of all, CONGRATULATIONS LOVELY for 1.3k, you deserve this milestone and so much more, in fact i was reading quite a few fics of yours earlier, still just as in love with them x anyway i kinda wanted to request a (🎉 serendipity) with fred weasley to perhaps the song 'the girl who cried wolf' - 5 seconds of summer, but its fluffy.. as it is 8pm on the 30th of august currently, i have exactly an hour and 17 minutes before i hit a year of being clean of sh and this song really helped and freddie did too, both mean so much to me and so, that's all i wanted to ask.. congratulations again <3 (i hope that wasnt too much writing :)) )

Thank you so much for requesting this lovely! Congratulations on the 1 year! I hoped this was up to your expectations. 💖

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The Girl Who Cried Wolf | F.W.

TW: Sort of mental health condition, not specified.

A/N: This is based on the song: "The Girl Who Cried Wolf" by 5SOS

It’s been a year. It’s been a year since you started fighting off the demons inside of you. During your darkest days you thought that Fred would leave, that you would have to start over again. 

Whenever you voiced these thoughts out to your boyfriend, he would hold you and comfort you while joking that you are the girl who cried wolf. 

He vowed to always stay by your side, no matter what happened. He vowed to never leave you, even if it seemed that you weren’t there at all. 

You deemed yourself lucky to have Fred by your side in getting you through this tough time. He became your paradise, your source of a great escape. He always managed to bring you back every time and without complaint. 

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“Congratulations princess.” Fred greeted with a kiss on your cheek, freshly home from working at the shop. 

You contentedly sighed, leaning back in your chair, “It’s been a rough year, but we made it through.”

“You darling.” Fred corrected, sitting down next to you, “It’s all you darling. I’m so proud of you.” 

Giving him a smile, you said, “I wouldn’t have done it without you though.” 

“You were the endless lost paradise inside of a tragedy.” You continued, “In the castle facade of make believe you were the one with truth spelt out in your eyes, reaching out to me.”

“If you weren’t by my side, if you didn’t stay - I didn’t know what would’ve happened or where would I would’ve ended. If I would’ve been able to run towards the great escape or I would’ve called it quits and started over again.” You admitted, “So thank you. For always being there, no matter how tough it was and even if everyone else would’ve given up on me.” 

Fred smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “No need to thank me love, it’s the least I could do for my girl.” 

“Besides, I was right - you are the girl who cried wolf.” He joked, making you laugh as you playfully swatted his arm. 

[a-constant-gay-panic]

Goodbyes

masterlist

pairing: muggleborn!reader x fred weasley

warnings: angst with fluff sprinkled here and there, death, violence

summary: you're forced into hiding when the death eaters invade hogwarts and saying your goodbyes aren't easy. however, these farewells don't last long when you're reunited with your friends during the battle of hogwarts. the same battle which stole the life of someone dear to you, someone you considered a sister.

word count: 2.9k

a/n: here's the fred weasley fic based off this request hope it's what you were looking for @bunk12bear there's obviously some plots that don't line up with how it actually went down but it's all for the plot of this fic so just ignore them. enjoy <3 (also ik the summary sucks but i didn't know what to say :') not sure how i feel abt this one tbh...)

— — — — — X — — — — —

your bag sits on your bed. well… the bed that used to be yours. you sigh and pick it up, slinging it over your shoulder, silently thanking hermione for charming it for you. you grab your wand on the nightstand and slowly make your way out the girls dormitories, down the stairs into the common room where luna is waiting.

the second your feet touch the floor, you're attacked and pulled into a tight hug. the air is knocked out of you and you let out a small chuckle at the younger girls actions.

“i am going to miss you tremendously y/n.” lunas soft voice fills your ears. you wrap your arms around her, clearing your throat before saying, “and i'll miss you loony… but this isn't goodbye. think of it as a ‘see you later’, ok?”

she pulls away and looks up at you, eyes glazed over slightly. she nods and sniffs. “i'll be back before you know it.” you give her your best attempt at a smile.

you adjust the bag strap and look at the time. “c'mon, i still have to say bye to the others.” she follows you out of the ravenclaw common room and into the passages of hogwarts.

‘i can't believe this is hogwarts now… it used to be so full of joy, now it's filled with despair.’

you were a muggleborn, raised by your father after your mother passed away giving birth to you. despite this, your father loved you with all his heart and tried to give you all you needed. that's why you're leaving, for him and for your mother. with the death eaters invading hogwarts you were no longer safe. you needed to leave and soon.

your father owned a cottage in the middle of the woods, that's where you'd be staying. far away from hogwarts and danger. far away from the war but also far away from your friends. you were leaving all of them behind.

“-y/n?” luna whispers again, her voice finally breaking you out of your trance-like state. “y/n, are you alright?” you nod. “yeah, i'm fine… just dreading this.” you answer truthfully.

before you can say something else, a loud whisper catches your attention.

“godric there you are! we were looking for you!” hermione pulls you into a tight hug, head burying into the crook of your neck. “sorry mione… didn't mean to scare you.” she sniffs as she pulls away, giving ginny the chance to throw her arms around you in the same manner as hermione.

“it's not going to be the same without you y/n/n.” ginny whispers hoarsely. she lets go and neville takes her place, your head resting on his shoulder.

“wish i could do something y/n, really i do. sorry you have to leave.” he mumbles. “it's going to be ok nev. you'll be seeing me again in no time.” he gives you a watery smile as you pull from his embrace.

harry soon crashes into you and pulls you into his arms. “this is all my fault… i'm sorry… but i'll fix this. i'll fix it and you'll be back at hogwarts, i swear it.” you squeeze him tighter at the sound of his broken voice. “it's not your fault, harry, not at all.” you whisper. he smiles sadly and shakes his head, letting ron give you a hug instead of responding.

“ginny's right, y'know. things won't be the same without you and your smart mouth around here.” you laugh into the hug. “you're gonna say bye to fred and george though, right? they won't forgive you if you don't.” you unwrap your arms from his torso and nod, “of course. i'd never dream of leaving them without a goodbye.” he seems pleased with your response and smiles.

a loud noise is heard nearby, followed by the sound of laughter. laughter that can be recognised anywhere, the laughter of bellatrix lestrange.

you take one last look at all of them before quickly apparating away.

— — — — — X — — — — —

you enter weasleys' wizard wheezes and remove your hood, allowing you to take it all in again. your eyes scan the busy shop and finally land on two redheads.

‘found them.’

you make your way over to them and tap their shoulders. “hey guys.” your smile is bleak and they immediately understand.

“it's today, isn't it?” george asks and you can only nod. fred grabs your wrist and leads you to a quieter spot. “merlin's beard… i didn't realise it was this soon…” he whispers.

george grabs you and his long arms wrap around you, savouring his last moment with you before he lets his twin say his goodbyes. “i'll miss you little one… stay safe please.” you laugh at his stupid nickname. “how many times do i have to tell you, i'm not little.” he chuckles before releasing you. “but you're still younger.” with that, he gives you one last goodbye hug and walks off, leaving you and fred alone.

fred weasley… the only man who, in your eyes, was perfect. he had been your friend since your first year at hogwarts, finding you through ron. you've always admired him but it wasn't until your 4th year that you realised just how much you admired him… scratch that, how infatuated you were with him.

you've kept these feelings towards the older redhead to yourself, fearing that he'd not feel the same and you'd only make things awkward between the two of you.

if only you knew that he had the same dilemma.

“so, this is it huh?” fred's voice is thick with tears and you have to blink back a few of your own. “for now… i'll be seeing you soon freddie.” you try to lighten the mood. he laughs softly, “you hope. you hope you'll see me soon but you can't promise that.”

you frown but before you can respond, he's pulling you into his arms, the scent of burnt marshmallows, gunpowder and his cologne filling your scenes.

the two of you stay like that for a few minutes, neither of you wanting to pull away.

“ 'm sorry you have to leave.” fred mumbles into your hair. “not your fault freddie… i'll miss you, you giant teddy bear.” he laughs and you slowly pull away.

you can see his eyes are glossy and a single tear escapes yours at the sight. his hands make their way to your face to gently brush the stray droplet away.

“if i don't hear from you, i'm going to personally find you and give you a piece of my mind y'know.” he says. you smile and roll your eyes. “i wouldn't expect any less.” you stand there gazing into each other's eyes, the weight on your chest becoming too much.

“i should go…” you mutter. he frowns slightly but nods nonetheless. “good luck y/n/n. stay safe please.” he whispers, afraid that his voice will break if he speaks too loudly.

“of course. goodbye fred.” just as you're about to leave, he grabs your hand and yanks you closer, giving you one final hug. he reluctantly lets you go and watches in sorrow as he sees your figure disappear.

“you alright there freddie?” “never better georgie.”

but it's a lie. his broken voice and teary eyes give him away. he's anything but alright.

— — — — — X — — — — —

THE BATTLE

— — — — — X — — — — —

you frantically search for someone you know. any familiar face. there's panic all around you as people prepare for the death eaters to invade.

you round a corner and crash into someone, sending both of you tumbling to the ground. “i'm so sorry-” “y/n?” you quickly look up at the familiar voice.

“tonks! godric it's good to see you again!” the older woman helps you to your feet as you speak. “it is. sorry it had to be in these circumstances.” she smiles and you hug her, relieved that you're with her.

you've known tonks since your first year. you had gotten separated from your father in diagon alley and tonks was the one who found you. she helped you find your father and kept in contact during her remaining years at hogwarts, helping you whenever she could and sitting with you by the black lake whenever you needed a reading buddy. she quickly became like a sister and when she left hogwarts she constantly sent you owls, being sure to never lose touch.

you were there at her wedding, not minding, or caring, that her fianceé at the time was a werewolf. remus lupin had always favoured you, you had a gift for defence against the dark arts and lupin was a talented professor in your eyes.

“c'mon, everyone's this way.” she grabs your hand, dragging you with her.

you eventually stop and immediately see all your friends. “y/n!” hermione is the first to see you and rushes to you, her body colliding with yours. “mione!” she lets you go with a wide smile on her face.

soon enough you're bombarded with hugs from everyone.

“i told you you'd see me soon.” you softly say to fred as he pulls you into his chest. “that you did y/n. that you did.” a cough makes the two of you stop your embrace.

your face heats up when you see that the others are watching the two of you. george, hermione, ginny and harry with matching knowing smirks, neville and luna with small smiles and ron with a confused look on his face.

you look down in embarrassment and quickly walk over to tonks and remus, planning to ask them about their son, teddy.

george wiggles his brows at his twin and says, “so… when's the wedding?” fred scoffs and shakes his head.

“wedding? am i missing something here?” ron speaks up. hermione rolls her eyes and flicks the back of his head. “must you always be so oblivious? honestly ronald.”

everyone chuckles at the hurt look ron has on his face, the panic and fear for what's to come momentarily dissapearing.

— — — — — X — — — — —

“stupefy!” you shout. you watch as the death eater collapses on the ground, giving you time to get away.

you run through the hallways, bodies are scattered here and there and there's rubble everywhere. you round a corner to see fred and percy fighting side by side and head over to help them.

“hiya freddie!” you call out before shouting “sectumsempra!”, watching as the death eater screams slightly, dropping to his knees in agony.

“y/n! whatcha up to?” he jokes, dodging a hex in his direction. “oh, y'know, nothing much, just helping a friend out!” you pause briefly to smile at him. he smiles back and percy looks in your direction.

“y/n.” he nods to you in respect. “hey percy.” you nod back to the older weasley the same way he did to you. you slowly start drifting away from the two brothers but keep them in your line of sight.

“hello minister, did i mention i'm resigning?” you hear percy shout as he sends a jinx at thicknesse. you smile, not used to seeing the stuck up percy weasley joking.

fred seems just as surprised and happy as you, “you're joking, perce!” he shouts back, glee filling his eyes and taking over his features.

you see a lurking shadow behind fred and recognise the figure, augustus rookwood. you look at him with disgust which soon turns to alarm as you see him raises his wand to aim dangerously close to where fred is standing.

“you actually are joking perce… i don't think i've heard you joke since you were-” his sentence is cut short as you shout over him, “everte statum!”

fred's body is thrown backwards by your jinx just as an explosion erupts near the spot he was standing previously.

you see rookwood turn and flee as you rush over to fred.

“merlin, are you ok?!” you shout at him, hands holding his face. he grunts in discomfort and nods, “yeah, just that my arse is sore now.” you laugh, tears running down your face as you realise how close he was to death.

“watch out will you! you nearly died!” he smiles at your words, hand reaching up to cup the side of your face. “but i didn't thanks to you… you saved me.” his eyes are soft as they gaze into yours.

percy quickly kneels next to the two of you. “are you alright there fred?” fred nods at his brother and percy stands again. “very good… the two of you can discuss this later, right now we need to get moving before something like that happens again.”

you sigh and stand, offering fred your hand which he takes. the two of you share one last glance before looking away from each other and running down the hallways.

— — — — — X — — — — —

you breathe a sigh of relief at the temporary halt of the battle. you walk into the great hall with fred's arm linked with yours and start to make your way down the isles.

despair fills you at the sight of the lifeless bodies of your peers and people you once knew.

you're about to turn away from the scene when a flash of pink catches your attention. you quickly take a closer look and rush over to where tonks and remus lay, tears springing from your eyes at the realisation.

there they lie, lifeless and cold, hands connected in a final expression of their love for one another. you sink to your knees as a cry erupts from your throat, the pain overwhelming. fred kneels next to you and wraps his arms around your crying figure, trying to comfort you.

“she was like family, fred… they were my family…” you sob into his chest. his throat is thick with tears as he watches you break down, clutching at his shirt as if it was the only thing keeping you grounded.

“i know love… i know… i'm so sorry. it's going to be ok…” he soothes as he rubs your hair, trying to calm you down.

all you can do is shake your head as you cry for the couple. as you cry from the pain and from the guilt, knowing that their son would be damned to grow up without parents. it's a tragic truth which shakes you to your very core.

— — — — — X — — — — —

you're standing by their grave, flowers in hand, tears silently streaming down your flushed face.

you gingerly place the bundle of lilacs, white roses and chrysanthemums onto the graves, the colours vibrant against the grey of the headstones.

you don't know how long you've been standing there, maybe 5 minutes, possibly 20, all you know is that you miss the two greatly. granted, you haven't known remus quite as long as you've known tonks, but in the short period you have known him, he quickly earned your trust and respect.

they may not have the same blood as you, but they were your family regardless.

you tense when you feel someone's arm wrap around your shoulders but soon relax when the familiar smell of burnt marshmallows and gunpowder fills your scenes.

it's silent as fred comforts you and you're grateful that he isn't pushing you to talk just yet. you don't even know if you can talk, throat raw from all the crying you've been doing lately.

a little while later fred softly whispers, “i'm always here for you, y'know? no matter the time of day, if you ever need a shoulder to cry on or even someone to vent to, i'll be ready and waiting.” you turn your head to look at him and give him a weak smile. “thanks freddie.” you gruffly whisper.

— — — — — X — — — — —

you and fred slowly walk down the deserted street of godric hollow, the silence almost eerie if it wasn't for the quiet conversation fred kept up with you.

the two of you stop under a tree and take everything in. since the battle, everything's been chaos. voldemort is gone but so are many witches and wizards, all their lives cut short due to the wars.

you feel his eyes burning into the side of your face and you meet his gaze.

“something the matter fred?” you ask. he shakes his head and smiles softly. “just thinking…” he trails off slightly. “what are you thinking so deeply about?” curiosity bubbles inside you but all he does is shake his head again.

the truth is, he's conflicted. conflicted with his feelings for you.

one part of him doesn't want to tell you, scared of your reaction and knowing that now isn't the best time.

but the other part wants you to know how he feels. he wants to be able to hold your hand and not in a friend kind of way. he wants to hold you as you sleep, knowing that you're his and he is yours.

“fred…” you whisper, the look in his eyes is admiring and soft. “y/n…?” he responds, dazed.

you smile and lean forward, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. his face blushes crimson, matching his hair. you rest your head on his shoulder as his arm snakes around your waist, pulling you into his side. you and fred have matching smiles as you enjoy the comfort of each other.

you may have lost two of the most important people in your life but you also gained something. you don't know what it is and what you are to fred, but you don't care.

you're in his arms and you've never felt safer. you've never felt more loved than you do right now.

you'll never stop missing tonks and remus but knowing that fred will be here by your side the whole time, it gave you the strength to carry on with life.

and carry on you did.

— — — — — X — — — — —

[incorrectharrypotterblog]

Hermione: why are threesomes only for sex

Hermione: why can’t I join in on a couples argument if I want to

[weasleyreidstyles]

Serendipity Masterlist

summary: it was only meant to be a purely transactional relationship. he would help her strengthen her abilities in return for her getting his friends out of his father's nasty path. he didn't mean to fall for her, but loving her was the easiest thing in his dark world.

series status: ongoing

“serendipity is the phenomenon of discovering something interesting or valuable by chance”

no use of y/n, but your general nickname is Meadow. All characters are aged up to be over 18. and bellatrix isn't mattheo's mother in this fic (just fyi)

pairings: mattheo riddle x fem!ravenclaw reader; platonic!slytherins x fem!reader; platonic!golden trio x fem!reader

general warning(s): 18+ content, angst, fluff, some canon compliance, some canon divergence, typical wizarding world violence, war, torture, drugging, hospitals, familial problems, mean!harry, mean!ron....

** indicates smut warning

~∞~ chapter one

chapter summary: on the trainride to your sixth year, your friends give you a proposition that you can't refuse.

~∞~ chapter two

chapter summary: it's your first day back as a sixth year student. Classes are more intense and your first lesson with Mattheo ensues.

~∞~ chapter three

chapter summary: the first Hogsmeade trip of the year has a rather unpleasant ending.

~∞~ chapter four

chapter summary: after you end up confined to the Hospital Wing, you're surprised when Professor Dumbledore pays you a visit.

~∞~ chapter five

chapter summary: Mattheo has been avoiding you. You find and confront him after a frustrating week.

~∞~ chapter six **

chapter summary: the growing tension between you and Mattheo snaps. He reveals something about yourself that you has scarcely any prior knowledge of.

~∞~ chapter seven

chapter summary: joyful dinner parties and a switch in point of view. Two juxtaposing starts to the christmas holidays.

~∞~ chapter eight **

chapter summary: you're given plenty of revelations: all equally as daunting as the other.

~∞~ chapter nine

chapter summary: Ginny ambushes you in the library and Ron's birthday is off to a delirious start.

~∞~ chapter ten

chapter summary: in the aftermath of Ron's poisoning, Harry learns a thing or two about where your loyalties lie when he overhears your private conversation with the headmaster.

~∞~ chapter eleven

chapter summary: intent on avoiding him, you underestimate just how desperate Mattheo is to be around you.

~∞~ chapter twelve

chapter summary: new friendships are formed and you finally learn to control your abilities. Mattheo comes to a life altering realisation.

~∞~ chapter thirteen **

chapter summary: idk how to summarise this but i will say it's pure smut...enjoy

~∞~ chapter fourteen

chapter summary: friendships are rekindled and you save Draco from certain death in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, igniting your powers in the process.

~∞~ chapter fifteen

chapter summary: now fully recovered, Draco has a task to complete. The fate of the Wizarding World hangs in the precipice of his actions.

~∞~ chapter sixteen

chapter summary: after a startling and gutting discovery. secrets are revealed and alliances are questioned as Voldemort's tyranny begins to fester into the beginnings of another war.

~∞~ chapter seventeen

chapter summary: Dumbledore's funeral reveals new allies as you navigate a world without its protector.

~∞~ chapter eighteen (coming soon!!)

series oneshots/headcannons:

~∞~ tulips & starlight – valentines day drabble

~∞~ serendipity hcs (mattheo) – a glimpse at his life pre sixth year

~∞~ invisible string – bonus scene from chapter 16 **

series taglist:

(striked out users are ones that i couldn't tag, reblogs of the individual posts have an extended taglist)

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[apparentlytheproblem]

s w e a t e r w e a t h e r

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- Draco Malfoy

a/n: so this one is based on a situation I've been in which had me bawling, crying and literally dying. I also saw something similar on Pinterest and I thought why not? requests are always open, love, teddy

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

You found yourself in the edge of the black lake sprawled on a fuzzy blanket with all sorts of delights, giggling and laughing with a blonde Slytherin over something absolutley preposterous, the idea or to be more specific, the rumors between you and a Malfoy.

The evening was crisp already, the last of sunset just a fading pale stripe in the sky. Evening shadows deepened into blue and purple. the wind was icy and withering, it sent chills down your back.

"c'mon, its almost time for bed luv"

love. love? did he just call me love? am I okay?

"yeah, let's head back" you assented.

a cold wind swept past the both of you, Draco's eyes bumped together in a scowl and his nystagmic eyes hadn't missed anything. All he was waiting for was an ask and maybe a pretty please too.

"would it be alright if i borrow your sweater?"

their eyes my god, as if I'd say no, fuckin damn

"it would be more than alright sweetheart"

fuck. sweetheart? is he tryna kill me? what does he want? oh god

His fingers gripped the ends of the sweater covering his abdomen and quickly pulled his sweater of green and silver and handed it to her.

it was loose to say the least, but you loved it almost as much as he loved seeing you in it. it smelt of mahogany apples which he loved so much.

Draco towered over, trying to roll the sleeves for you, and grabbed your palm and began to walk as if he wasn't absolutley panicking inside.

"it smells like you"

[wolfstardaughter-jj]

Random Ravenclaw: I wonder how Lupin-Black survives dating a chaotic mess like Weasley.

Random Hufflepuff: Right? He's good looking and all but I don't think I could survive the constant pranking and detentions.

~meanwhile with Y/n & Fred~

Y/n: Can I-

Fred: No love, you will not eat the levitation candy.

Y/n, pouts: But I wanna fly like Peter pan.

Fred: And I don't want you to end up on the Great Hall ceiling and never get back down. They're just prototypes, they're still in the works.

Y/n: But-

Fred: No buts, sorry love.

[artsymushu]

Things guys normally do that look terribly hot when Fred does them

It's canon, he told me himself.

Leaning on the door frame while talking to you

Running the hands through his hair subconsciously, when he's thinking or when he's sweaty after quidditch practice

Stretching, just that. When he's tired in the mornings, or even if he's trying to reach something that's really high and his shirt lifts a little

Helping younger students. no explanation needed here, it's just hot when he helps kids

Being protective, not in a possessive way but in a hold my hand I don't wanna lose you way

Rolling up his shirt sleeves, does this need an explanation too or...?

[neytirisheaven]

HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST ் ༘

[ ↷ m. masterlist ]

[ ❏   legend   , ]

✿   fluff     !    ☁︎   angst    !    ★   smut     !

♥︎   personal favorite     !    ✓   complete     !

ᝰ   currently writing     !

marauders era ──

❛ james potter ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

ᝰ  |  tell me that i'm all you want:

( afterglow,   taylor swift )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH lily's sudden attraction to james has him thrown for a loop, and you're not sure if you have his heart any longer

ᝰ  |  been about three years since i dated you:

( broken clocks,   sza )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH your breakup with james was already beginning to hit its three year mark when he shows up at your doorstep

𓄼 mini-fics 𓄹

tba

❛ sirius black ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

✓  |  i can't lose when i'm with you:

( snooze,   sza )

✿

IN WHICH sirius is so desperately in love with you, and the rest of the marauders help him execute his extravagant plan to ask you out

ᝰ  |  i'm so proud i got to love you once:

( sugarplum elegy,   niki )

☁︎

IN WHICH it's the first wizarding war and you're visiting your ex, sirius, in his apartment

𓄼 mini-fics 𓄹

tba

❛ remus lupin ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

ᝰ  |  i can't stop thinkin' 'bout you:

( thinkin bout you,   katie )

✿

IN WHICH your little hallway crush on one of the infamous marauders, remus lupin, turns into something more

ᝰ  |  do you feel the love?:

( double take,   dhruv )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH remus is as oblivious as they come, and you're tired of dropping all those hints that never get picked up

𓄼 mini-fics 𓄹

tba

❛ regulus black ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

✓  |  she's all i wanna be so bad:

↳ ✓  |  how could i ever compete with that?

( she's all i wanna be,   tate mcrae )

☁︎

IN WHICH being best friends with regulus black isn't all that great, especially when your feelings get thrown away for some new transfer student from beauxbatons

ᝰ  |  i've spent the night crying on the floor of my bathroom:

( good 4 u,   olivia rodrigo )

✿

IN WHICH your breakup with your best friend's brother leaves you sobbing in the bathroom, and you're not as quiet as you think you are when regulus bursts in

𓄼 mini-fics 𓄹

tba

lightning era ──

❛ harry potter ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

ᝰ  |  i'll keep it a secret:

( secret,   stemo & rich kim )

✿

IN WHICH you tell harry about a little crush you have

ᝰ  |  why you gotta be like that?:

( y u gotta b like that,   audrey mika )

☁︎

IN WHICH it's nearing the yule ball, and harry completely disregards your existence . . . like he always does

𓄼 mini-fics 𓄹

tba

❛ fred weasley ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

ᝰ  |  i'll disconnect and keep the heart safe:

( love is (not) easy,   chase atlantic )

☁︎

IN WHICH fred, as always, flirts with you, his best friend, and you can't take it anymore

ᝰ  |  don't be dishonest:

( don't,   bryson tiller )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH you've barely just picked up the pieces of your heart and pieced them back together, and when word gets out that you like fred, it all falls apart once again

𓄼 mini-fics 𓄹

tba

❛ george weasley ❜

𓄼 oneshots 𓄹

ᝰ  |  burning photos:

( die for you,   joji )

☁︎

IN WHICH george broke up with you for angelina after fred's death, and you're finally beginning to let go of him

ᝰ  |  i need love and affection:

( loveeeeeee song,   rihanna & future )

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IN WHICH george has been a bit distant recently, with preparations for his joke shop with fred, and you ask for just a bit more attention

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ᝰ  |  you ain't my boyfriend:

( boyfriend,   ariana grande & social house )

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IN WHICH both you and george need a little help getting your crushes jealous, so you turn to each other for assistance

❛ draco malfoy ❜

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ᝰ  |  i can give you love for free:

( escort,   chase atlantic )

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IN WHICH draco's incessant teasing has an underlying motive

ᝰ  |  so long as we keep this lowkey:

( lowkey,   niki )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH draco asks you to keep your newly established relationship under wraps from his parents and friends, and you're fine with it until it finally clicks

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tba

❛ mattheo riddle ❜

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ᝰ  |  tell me that you love me and prove it:

( 7pm,   lizzy mcalpine & lilacs. )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH you begin to toss and turn at mattheo's newfound fondness of toxicity towards you and your relationship, and the sight of him with another girl is the final straw

ᝰ  |  maybe this is just lies:

( love affair,   umi )

☁︎

IN WHICH your dynamic with mattheo is built off of what you believe is trust, but what he knows as lies

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❛ theodore nott ❜

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ᝰ  |  she said "don't get too attached":

( heaven sent,   tevomxntana )

☁︎

IN WHICH theodore begins to fall for you and your witty and sarcastic personality, but when you told him to not get attached, you meant it

ᝰ  |  chase two girls, lose the one:

( cardigan,   taylor swift )

☁︎✿

IN WHICH you're one of the two girls that theodore can't keep his eyes, hands, nor mind off of, but as they say, "chase two girls, lose the one"

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❛ others ❜

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[incorrectquotesharrypotterv]

Fred: Alright, George, Y/n. Let's go over this one more time.

Fred: If something breaks?

George: We try to fix it before Snape gets here.

Fred: If it doesn't work?

Y/n: We blame Ron.

Ron: Seriously, guys, what the hell?!

[shelbgrey]

Hey, sweetie! Could you do something for “Being Harry Potter's twin sister?”. You know... Their whole trajectory, their discovery of Sirius and Remus (who might be her godfather). She has an unusual friendship with Neville and the Weasleys (especially the twins and Fred, who she has a crush on and is fully reciprocated with). Thanks for the attention 🌷🩶.

Being Harry Potter's Twin sister Headcanons:

Paring: Fem!Reader x Brother!Harry Potter, Fem!Reader x Fred Weasley.

Summary: your life as the chosen one's sister.

A/n: so I might split this up with each year. Sorry this took so long and it's not edited.

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So I feel like you and Harry would be totally different, and it might sound stereotypical, but you look like your mom with your dad's eyes.

Also you do have a scar, I looks like Harry's but it's on your wrist.

Most muggles and wizards forget your twins beacuse you look nothing alike.

With Harry I think he trusts adults a little too quick, with the treatment the Dursly's caused I think you'd have major trust issues. You only really trust Harry.

Harry is almost extremely over protective of you and sometimes thinks he's the older brother because he happens to be taller and five minutes older. “you know I'm five minutes older than you, right?”

“why does that bloody matter?”

Harry would do anything to keep you safe from Dudley and the other Dursley, I think Petunia would be harsher on you because you remind her so much of Lily and Dudley just think it's a game to terrioz you.

“keep your hands off her!” Harry shouted and pushed your cousin off you aching body.

People Don't know how relieved you were to get your Hogwarts letter.

Year one:

Like I said before you don't trust people as easy as Harry does, so when Hagrid came to rescue you two you were very reluctant and let Harry do most of the talking.

I'd say the Dursly's treatment causes you to be jumpy and very much aware of your surroundings, meaning you were hiding behind Harry when Hagrid came by.

But you learned to trust him during the trip to Digon Ally, he got Harry an owl and you a Ferrett named Seeley.

You also discovered your wand was related to The 'murder' Sirius Black's wand.

The first person you'd actually meet first is Fred and George, Hagrid had taken you to a candy shop in Digon ally and you both were after the last box of all flavor beans.

“you go ahead” he smiled when he saw you flinch back. “no, you” you respond.

Fred shook his head with a smile and handed you the colorful box. “no, you shouldn't take things from a pretty lady” that made you blush and take the box nervously.

And saved by the bell wizard, Harry called your name. “I got it go... Bye”

He didn't even get your name. Fred watched you run away with hearts in his eyes. George looked at him confused when he saw no candy in his hands.

“Georgie, I think I'm in love” he smiled like an idiot.

George, not knowing how to respond smiled.

When you got to Hogwarts you met Neville Longbottom and Draco Malfoy.

You had found Neville's Toad Trevor and was the one to return him. I think Neville would be star struck with you, your kindness to him and how pretty you were, he definitely had a crush on you immediately.

With Draco he just had infatuation, with Fred and Neville it was actual attraction(Neville more at the time) but with the Blonde Slytherin he saw you as someone he could get back at his parents with. The daughter of Lilly and James, Lucicus hated them and his eyes it would be a perfect opportunity to rebell a little.

You saw right threw him, you may not trust people immediately, but you do like to get to know them before you pass judgment. Draco lost your judgment as soon as he disrespected Ron and the rest of the Weasleys.

“listen you little Ferrett, leave Ron and his family alone”

I don't think the twins would take you being teased lightly, Fred didn't really care what Draco thought about him but him saying something about you or George is usually the last straw.

Anyway, the sorting hat didn't know what house to put you in. He was stuck between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. “your a lot smarter than people give you credit for...your also brave, maybe even braver than your brother”

The hat did consider your feelings, he didn't just put you in Gryffindor because you were afraid to be separated from Harry, he did because he wanted to prove how brave and strong you were.

Gryffindor was ecstatic to have both Potters, especially Fred and George. They both cheered with the rest of their house mates and gave you the empty spot next to them.

With that I think you'd have your own trio, you are very close to Hermione and Ron both, but your defently best friends with the twins.

Your also close with Neville, people might think your a body guard and would even teas him for it, but you actually love Neville company and think he's tougher than he relizes.

Some people might not realize you got on the Quidditch team beofer Harry, you became a Chaser.

During your first game the twins wouldn't leave your side, Fred was afraid you'd get hurt. I think the whole team was considering you were a first year.

Harry's broom was the only one that was supposed to get jinxed but you got in the way. You got swang around like crazy while the twins and Oliver tried to help you. It drove Harry crazy he couldn't help you, but he had his own jinxed broom to deal with too.

Ron and Hermione of course thought it was Snape, but it wasn't. He was concentrated on helping you... Even more than Harry.

You remind him of Lily... like a lot, so I think it would make him less biter towrds you. Yeah it'll hurt him to see you at first, but I think he wouldn't be harsh on you like he is Harry.

During the holiday we know Harry saw your parents in the mirror of erase, but as much as you loved your parents I don't think that's what you saw. You can't change the past, so you just wanted some kind of family. So when you looked in the mirror you saw the Weasleys.

You and the twins had been extremely close, especially Fred. During the holidays Molly sent you a sweater with your initial and Fred got you a paracord bracelet with a heart charm. He and george had matching ones(minus the heart) so at the time it was friendship bracelets.

When you went to see the mirror by your self Professor McGonagall cought you, she really liked you and thought you were a bright student. You don't get to show it much because Hermione always beats you too it.

Speaking of professors and Hogwarts staff, I think Hagrid would help you discover your love for animals and magical creatures. Which ment you were pissed when Draco ragged about Hagrid's baby dragon.

Your love for magical creatures also helps you and the golden trio get passed Fluffy the three headed dog.

You and Hagrid bonded over talking about animals and you guys grew closer because of that.

It still bewilders Ron how you saw innocents in the dog and though he was cute.

You didn't want to go back to the Dursly's, but with the events that transpired this year you were afraid to stay at Hogwarts too, but you couldn't help but love the place, as dangerous as it was it was also safe and full of wonderful people.

Year two:

So for starters I think Doby would annoy the hell out of Harry's sister and I think she would be pissed off he was at the Dursly's warring them instead of Ginny or Hermione or even Colin.

So when you got back from Hogwarts you and Harry did have to share Dudley's second bedroom, it was cramped and always hot, but it was better than living under the staircase.

So, remember when the Dursly's tried to stop Harry from going to the Burow with the Weasley's? Well Harry did get in their little blue Angler, but when he did Vernon grabed you causing Fred to jump through the window and get you.

Molly would be so happy to see you again and even kinda embarrassed Fred. “y/n darling, I'm so glad your hear... Fred hear wouldn't shut up about you all summer”

“mom!” Fred look embarrassed while George was trying to cover his laughter for his brother's sake.

The burow is big but it's also cramped at times, so you and the twins share a room, your best friends and your comfortable with each other. Your just kids right now and there's no dirty thoughts to it just three best friends having a sleep over.

Thoses night Fred found out about your nightmares, George is a heavy but one night you woke up Fred when you were tossing and whimper beacuse of them. You only remember your parents death in your dreams and currently your adventures from last year.

Fred comferted you through out the night. He didn't make you talk about it, just held you. George teased you guys when he woke up the next morning and saw you guy cuddling. You guys let it slide since he didn't know the situation.

But, During your stay I think you'd grow closer to George, your both the quieter of the twins and are usually the followers. You would tell him you hated all the attention being Harry's sister brings.

Fred would get jealous, really jealous but he loves you both too much to bring it up. George knows how much Fred cares about you and your relationship with George is strictly Platonic.

George knows Fred like the back of his hand and he told him that. “you know we're just friends, right? I'd never hurt you like that”

Speaking of friends, since it's ginny's first year you and the twins are all pretty protective, which ment you were about to kick Draco's teath out when he was hassling her at the book shop in Digon ally.

“touch her and it'll be the last thing you ever do”

You also despise Lockheart, You and the twins spend most of the year messing with him. Especially when it comes to quizes about himself.

“my favorite smell isn't the ass of a hairless dog!” Lockheart yelled after reading our answers.

You broke your arm during the Quidditch match where Draco and Harry we're going add it. The people and the teams were too busy watching your brother to realize you got knocked off your broom.

Fred cought you before you could hit the ground and he took you to madam Pomfrey with George and Hagrid's help.

That day you realized since you weren't the chosin one like Harry you weren't that inresting. But that didn't matter to your closest people. To Fred you were the greatest thing to ever enter hogwarts.

He stayed with you the entire time and helped you with assignments till you got better.

You weren't part of this year's adventure. You were too worried about taking care of Ginny and Hermione.

Years 3:

So after the whole blowing up aunt marge incident you went to the Burow(in this universe you go straight there).

You told the twins about aunt Marge and they couldn't stop laughing. You now call it "the incident" and it kinda became inside joke, Ginny getts annoyed with not knowing what it means.

“you keep saying 'the incident'! What doses that mean?”

You did find about Sirius black and that he was Harry's godfather. You would think he'd be yours too but really it was never confirmed since Lilly wanted Remus to be the godfather.

Remus told you about the once playful argument that James and Lily had about that. I think you'd grow really close to Remus.

He's the first adult you trusted immediately. You tell him everything and he becomes the first ever real father figure you've ever had.

Aurther is kinda of a father figure but you don't want to see him that way since your in love with his son.

Anyway, you find out about Remus being a werewolf just beacuse you were wondering around on a full moon, you weren't scared like a normal person should be which suprised him. You promised to never say anything.

It got annoying when Hermione kept asking werewolf questions when she started to have her suspicions.

You were relieved when you found out Sirius didn't actually kill your parents. You found out Sirius was really fun to be around. While Remus was a shoulder to cry on or sortof a body guard, Sirius was c comedic relief and learned how to make you and Harry laugh.

Year 4:

Your fourth year is when Fred and you really started to act on your feelings. When you went to the Quidditch world cup, Fred kissed you after your favorite team won.

Since death eaters showed up it was short lived and you guys didn't really speak of it till later.

You didn't try to get your name in the goblet of fire like your two best friends, nor was your name put in there.

It was bizarre... You wanted to do it just to prove you were just as brave and important as Harry. Fred helped you relize how important and loved you were during the last two summers, but since your name didn't get put in there like Harry's you felt pushed to the side lines again.

Fred was a little bit upset at your mindset. He didn't want you thinking you were useless but he also didn't want you in danger.

“why would you want to! It's dangerous, I don't know what I'd do If you got hurt!”

Then it turned into an argument. “I want to do It because I'm tired of being in his shadow I want to prove I'm just as strong! And why dose it matter if I was in the tournament or not?”

“beacuse I love you! The Wizarding world might not have chosen you but I do... And I know we're just kids but I do know that I love you”

Your heart melt and if felt like all your walls came crashing down. You knew you were important to him, but it finally clicked that you were is first choice from the beginning. No Harry, no chosin crap, he just wanted you.

You had your first real kiss in mouths. A rough but passionate kiss. He poured so mush love and emotion in it, he wanted to prove he wanted you and only you.

Then you became a couple, a few side problems kinda showed up. Hermione and Krum, then you and Neville... He wanted to asks you out so bad but then he finally had the confidence to ask you out he found you and Fred kissing.

You knew when something was bothering Neville, he became stand-offish and wouldn't really talk to you. When he confronted you all his emotions came out. He told you everything and even end his rant that he rather have you as a friend than not having you at all.

“but then I realized our friendship means more to me than anything, I'm happy for you and Fred but I don't want to lose my best friend”

“You won't...”

The Yule Ball was so much fun, you of course went with Fred and everything was perfect.

Having Cedric die was hard, you wernt close to him but having him die made you appreciate you brother again. You two became distant since you felt put on the side lines, but when you thought about Harry dying you couldn't help but cry.

“you and me against the universe” Harry said after you talked about it to him. “I'll always protect you and I'm sorry if you felt like I pushed you away”

Harry really did feel bad, but he felt even worse when he found out about you and Fred. He's been so busy he didn't even know you have a boyfriend for like three months.

He was happy for you both, he trust you'd be treated right and didn't feel like he had to put up an over protective brother facade.

Year 5:

So Remus is defently over protective and put the fear of murlin in Fred, but he knew Fred was a good guy.

You and Fred also worked hard to get Tonks and Remus together. You knew how much he loved her but he wouldn't act upon it.

Also with Voldemort back you were eager to join the order of the Phoenix, even if you weren’t old enough. And you better believe Fred would be right behind you.

“I'm in” you said.

“NO!” Remus and Sirius both said at the same time.

Okay so it's your fith year and Fred's last year, it's kinda of upsetting but it just encourages you guys to make the most of the year.

You love helping the boys sell their products and even help come up with some new ideas.

Rather the product are safe or not your usually the one to sell the product to fellow classmates, especially the females. George says to can sell a drowning man water.

The year was great... Till the pink monster showed up and started changing everything.

She got under Fred's skin like crazy and Umbridge knew it, he didn't really care what she did to him, took away one of his prank toys he doesn't care he'll just make a new one but what he didn't lightly is when you had to endore one of her detentions.

You didn't want the boys knowing or worry Fred and Harry. He accidentally found out when he grabed your soar hand the wrong way.

“I'm gonna end her!”

You had to grabe him and convince him if he did anything he'd get kicked out of school... Which he didn't care.

You knew about them dropping out and you even help plan their excape.

After they left Fred wrote to you almost every day, filling you in about the shop and telling you about the success.

You couldn't be more proud of them and even planed on working there that summer but the end of there made you forget about it.

Sirius had died protecting you, Bellatrix was about to use the same spell on you that she used on Mr. And mrs. Longbottom. Neville tried to protect you but Sirius bet him to it the only cost was his life.

During the summer you mostly stayed with the twins and worked at the shop, things got better and Fred worked hard to cheer you up.

He loves spending most of his time with you and doesn't really care if people see.

“your not supposed to get handsy with the staff” you joked.

“I won't tell if you want”

Year 6:

Not Much happened... That concerned you at least. You spent most of your year hanging out with Neville and Luna.

Harry and the other two were to busy worrying about Draco and you just didn't have the energy to care.

You quite the Quidditch team after an acadent last year so you usually helped Luna or who ever narrat the game.

You did worry about Draco though, he looked so alone and no one really cared, all Harry cared about was proving he was doing something wrong.

He grew so much respect for you when you found him crying, you didn't judge him like he expected... Just let him cry.

You filled Fred and George in about the closet stuff and how the school is going down hill.

After the school year you went home with the twins after Dumbledore's funeral, as awful as it might sound you weren't too affected by his death. You felt like Dumbledore never really cared about you or your brother.

Year 7:

So you spent most of the Summer paining and decorating for Billy's wedding, it was a good distraction.

During the battle of the seven Harry's George protected you because the death eaters would expect you to be with Fred, George got his ear blown off because he was protecting you.

After the wedding got ambushed you ended up going with the golden trio, Fred tried to go after you but Charlie stoped him I'm fear for his brother.

You spent most of the time listing to the radio with Ron, making sure George or Fred's name isn't mentioned.

During the battle of Hogwarts the twins didn't leave your side.

“you okay freddie? Y/n?” George asked.

“I'm scared” you admitted. Fred pulled you to his side and held you while George held your free hand. “I won't let anything hurt you”

When things got really heated during the battle you got separated from the two, you and George ended up meeting up in what used to be the charms room.

You started to panic when you didn't see Fred. “Wait, where's fred”

George couldn't stop you and ran in search for him, before you could even register what was happening Fred shielded you from a killing curse.

Even if your brother won the battle you lost the love of your life, you didn't really want to see anyone except George and even that hurt... Looking at his face and seeing the same eyes and freckles.

George promised if anything happens to Fred he'd make sure you'd be alright.

Super mega happy ending:

So if you chose this ending Fred didn't die, you guys got betten up but that's all.

A year later you guys got married and you worked as the care of magical creatures professor at the school, during the summer you worked with your husband and brother-in-law.

You had twins, a boy and a girl. Fred cried when he found out you'd he having twins.

George and Angelina were of course the god parents.

You are very protective of your kids, always making sure they're okay and on the anniversary of your parents death your twins sleep with you.

Your daughter is just like Fred, a total minnis in the best way possible, your son is the quieter one... Much like you and George.

Your twins joined the Quidditch team and got sorted into Gryffindor like every other Potter and Weasley.

You couldn't be more happy or proud of your family.

[dreamcubed]

enchanted | fred weasley x reader

song; enchanted [taylor swift] pairing; fredweasley x fem!ravenclaw!singer!reader genre; s2l, f2l, fluff word count; 2,1k timeline; goblet of fire warnings; mentions of anxiety, mentions of drugs summary; maybe volunteering to sing at the yule ball would mean that your crush would finally notice you, and maybe you could have a wonderfully enchanting night as a result

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i might consider a speak now anthology... but not until after lover and reputation are done. i just had to use this song for this idea...

"please don't be in love with someone else."

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The purple sparkles glistening on your cheekbones gave your complexion an ethereal type of blush, accented by your magnificent lilac princess gown that spilled out at your hips. Your hair was perfectly styled, with delicate purple butterflies pinned in various places. This was a night that you had been rehearsing over and over for weeks now - and you couldn't fuck up this moment.

With a squeeze on your arm from your nearest and dearest friend, Jean, you gave a tight lipped smile and moved towards the stage. It felt as if the world stopped when you gripped the microphone in your hand, and silence fell upon the ballroom. You had been unable to think of a good introduction, so decided that delving right into the song was the best course of action. You heard the guitar begin.

"There I was again tonight Forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place."

As you opened your eyes, you scanned the crowd for the one person whose eyes you wanted pinned on you: the tuft of ginger hair that you had gazed at longingly from a distance for so long. You could tell him apart from his twin brother, quite easily tonight as while George was partnered up with Angelina Johnson, Fred remained dateless. It could only have been a personal choice, as he could have had any girl he wanted.

Including you.

"Walls of insincerity Shifting eyes and vacancy Vanished when I saw your face."

Your eyes locked on to his, and you remembered the moment you first laid eyes on him back in first year.

***

The glance of you, an awkward eleven year old, towards a ginger-haired boy at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. Well, one of multiple ginger-haired boys. And, despite another of them being identical to him, he stood out to you like the shiny full moon in a starry sky. Maybe it was the cheeky grin he had on his face as he watched what appeared to be his elder brother realise that something had been shoved down his pants, or maybe it was the fact he seemed to be brimming with confidence.

For a shy child such as yourself, seeing someone of such the opposite genre, unafraid to be loud and proud— it was a spectacle. You were in awe.

And that was when he turned around and caught you staring. Heat rushed to your ears and you immediately turned away, hiding next to your mother, hearing the sound of his pleasant laughter in the background. You didn't think you would fancy someone at Hogwarts so quickly, and even young naïve you knew that it would be an all-consuming crush.

***

"All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you."

Never had you had his, and everyone else's, full attention quite like this. It made you feel like the goddamn belle of the ball, which was nerve-wracking but exhilarating. You gripped the microphone tighter, letting more memories flood over you, including the first time you exchanged words with Fred.

"Your eyes whispered, 'Have we met?' 'Cross the room your silhouette Starts to make its way to me."

***

Your first charms lesson, practising a simple levitation charm with feathers: a class that you happened to share with who you learned to be the Weasley twins. You couldn't help but glance at him every few seconds, to the point that you lost control of your feather and it went flying in his direction. Eyes growing wide out of shock, you quickly scurried out of your seat and over to where they were sat.

"This yours?" who you now knew to be Fred asked.

You nodded.

"Here you go," he said, passing it over with a smile, "Be more careful next time. You're lucky it's just a feather."

Embarrassment swarmed over you, and you wordlessly nodded yet again, grabbing the feather and hurrying back to your seat.

***

Despite such a humiliating first interaction, you grew in confidence over the years, and your crush on him became less debilitating.

"The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick remarks Like passing notes in secrecy."

***

"Hey, Y/N, you were at Jean's party over the Summer, you saw Cho grinding up on Cedric in the living room didn't you?" your Gryffindor friend asked you as you walked past their table to your own. You stopped walking and chuckled.

"No, I didn't. I spent most the time upstairs."

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah with the druggies."

You shook your head at her.

"You act like such a goody-two-shoes at school but you're secretly a party animal."

"Y/N L/N, a party animal? No way," Fred Weasley piped up from nearby.

You shrugged, "You wouldn't know. You didn't even get invited."

You watched as amusement flitted over his eyes at your remark. "Touché, L/N."

***

"And it was enchanting to meet you All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you."

You began walking to one side of the stage, soaking in all the attention being on you which would have driven you to a panic attack in first year. It still made you scared, but you could handle the feeling a lot better these days.

"This night is sparkling Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Blushing all the way home."

People began cheering as you picked up your volume.

***

In third year, you got assigned to be Fred's partner in a potions practical, as Snape did not let the twins be paired up under any circumstances. Despite your hatred of the man, you couldn't blame him for that move. And in that instance, you thanked him.

"I'm a lot luckier than George."

"What do you mean?" you asked as you laid out all the ingredients.

"He's partnered with a Slytherin guy, I'm with a pretty Ravenclaw girl."

You froze, relishing in the compliment without trying to appear too embarrassed. "Uh, thanks."

You heard him chuckle, "Like you've never heard it before."

Not from anyone but your mother.

***

"I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you."

When you had found out about the Yule Ball, you had been sick to your stomach thinking about seeing Fred with another girl. Every time he had briefly dated over the last few years had killed you, and this was no exception. So, you had thrown yourself into rehearsals and almost entirely isolated yourself, only to find out that Fred hadn't asked anyone and had come alone.

"The lingering question kept me up 2am, who do you love? I wonder 'til I'm wide awake."

Why, though? Why hadn't he asked anyone? Why did he choose solitude and embarrassment over a lovely night of dancing and eventual making out?

"And now I'm pacing back and forth Wishing you were at my door I'd open up and you would say 'Hey, it was enchanting to meet you' All I know is I was enchanted to meet you."

You had spent a lot of time wishing he would ask you, and as you entered the second chorus, you found yourself shutting your eyes and dreaming that he would kiss and hug you when you left the stage. Telling you that he was so incredibly proud of you and that you were the most beautiful girl in the world.

"This night is sparkling Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Blushing all the way home."

You opened your eyes and let yourself have another glimpse of his face.

"I'll spend forever wondering if you knew This night is flawless Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Dancing around all alone."

Alas, you did not have a date, and would likely be spending the rest of this evening dancing exclusively with friends— or maybe even alone, if they were busy with their dates. But, a girl could dream, and you could so easily imagine Fred approaching you and asking you for a dance.

"I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you."

***

You frowned as you saw, for the first time, the Weasley twins in the Hogwarts library. For some reason, you highly doubted that their intentions were educational. Regardless, they appeared lost.

"Need some help?" you offered, beckoning all your courage to do so.

"What? No, we're good. We're fine," Fred said quite too suddenly.

You raised an eyebrow, "I'm not here to snitch, you just seem a bit confused."

They exchanged a look with each other.

"Okay," George sighed, "We're looking for the sludge based charms section."

***

"This is me praying that This was the very first page Not where the storyline ends."

This was was your second to last year of Hogwarts, and you couldn't have that be the end of your interactions with Fred. You needed to have more than that, you needed to communicate your feelings, you needed to feel his embrace. Unfortunately, you were a coward with love, and so you were going to extreme means to attract him so he would do the initiating. Rowena knows you were desperate.

"My thoughts will echo your name Until I see you again These are the words I held back As I was leaving too soon."

In a moment of adrenaline rush bravery, you firmly locked your eyes on to the man you had pined after for years. You hoped he was close enough to the stage to realise that you were looking at him.

"I was enchanted to meet you."

And as the backing vocals picked up, you lowered your microphone and gave a nervous smile as you watched his face contort in shock. He raised a finger and gestures to his chest, as if to say, "Me?"

You nodded, raising your microphone again.

"Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you!"

The corners you had stood in, the people you had hidden behind, the conversations you had avoided— they were history. You had overcome your fears, and it only took you nearly six years. Now, no matter what came of this, you couldn't look back and regret not confessing.

"This night is sparkling Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Blushing all the way home."

Maybe he felt the same, or at least had the potential to feel the same. Maybe he had realised that you were no longer the awkward eleven year old with a nose that was too big for her face and a haircut that did nothing for her features.

"I'll spend forever wondering if you knew This night is flawless Don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck Dancing around all alone."

The crowd had melted away, and you couldn't even hear your own anxiety as you let the song absorb you. You refused to let yourself live to regret this moment.

"I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you."

A part of the song that you could officially say did not describe you: he knew. Fred knew. He knew that you were enchanted to meet him, that your thoughts echoed his name, that you had held so many words back. And with that thought, you let yourself return to Earth, settling in the middle of the stage as you gently sung the final words.

"Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you."

Cheers erupted from all around you: Durmstrang, Beauxbatons and Hogwarts. You took a bow, unable to wipe the grin off your face as you were applauded, deciding to ignore for that moment any consequences of your actions. That continued when you left the stage and your friends greeted you with hugs and compliments— until Jean pulled you aside and muttered.

"You looked at him."

"What?" you feigned confusion.

She gave you a look, "Don't play dumb. You sang the song at Weasley."

"I- yeah," you admitted.

"Well, don't leave him waiting."

This time, you were genuinely confused, "What?"

She nudged her head to her left, where you turned to see that Fred was patiently waiting for you to finish talking to your friends. "Go get him, girl."

You took a deep breath and nodded with a smile, walking towards the man who held your heart.

"Hi," you murmured, feeling shy again.

"Hi," he said softly, his hands tucked into his pockets.

"Did you like my-?"

"I loved it," he cut you off.

You smiled abashedly.

"Can I have this dance?" he asked as the music began picking up again.

You accepted his extended hand, "You can have every dance."

And Fred grinned.

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[sigmafemale01]

every fall i return to my harry potter phase

[bettysupremacy]

hi! no sure if you do fred weasley requests so feel free to change to one of the marauders if not :)

i was thinking of a girl in her 6th year transferring from ilvermorny to hogwarts and getting sorted into ravenclaw. and it’s kind of a love at first sight when fred sees her. and go from wherever from there!! love ur work :)

I’ve never written for Fred, but I loved this idea. I hope u like!!<3 I don’t know how I feel

“Don’t be nervous.” Fred smiles, all twinkle.

George chimes in, your head turning quickly to acknowledge him. “It’s not all scary.”

“The hat doesn’t bite.”

“Sometimes.”

Fred elbows George quickly. “He’s twisting your arm.”

“Oh.” You smile politely, anxiety turning your gut. Fred’s ears perk at your accent.

“What’s America like?” He asks nosily.

“And why’d you transfer?” George finishes.

You shrug, polite smile still aching your lips. “Mom got a job at the ministry.”

“Mom.” George mimics. It falls to deaf ears.

“I thought only British born wizards could work there?” Fred pries.

You nod. “She is.”

“Interesting.” George’s mouth is stuffed with potato.

Fred laughs loudly. “Try to sound less like a dick. Please.”

“I didn‘t think he sounded like a dick.” You prod the food in front of you, eyes down.

Fred smiles, pushing his empty plate away. “You nervous?”

“No.”

“You look it.”

This gets you to smile. A genuine smile. “Maybe a little.”

You’re pretty, he thinks. It was the first thing he noticed about you. New girl, pretty girl. The aura around you practically glows to him. He wonders if Trelawney would see what he saw.

“Ha!” He points like he’s caught you. “I’m sure you won’t be Slytherin.”

George shakes in disgust, mock, but not really mock, revolted. “Probably Hufflepuff.”

“Or maybe Gryffindor,” Fred adds. “Then you’d be able to sit with us. The cool kids.”

“Yeah, right.” George laughs.

“I cant sit here if I’m not Gryffindor?” Your eyes flit between Fred and George. They’re twins. Obviously. But Fred draws your eye, and they can tell.

“I’m afraid not, pretty.” Fred laments dramatically.

“Not during dinner.” George shrugs, with a Oh Well! Sort of expression.

“They don’t really care during breakfast and lunch.” Fred nods.

“Or snack time.”

Hermoine pops her head out from behind Ginny. “What do you mean, George? There is no snack time.”

“For you.” He and Fred grin.

Loudly, Dumbledore calls for respect, the hush of silence deafening the hall. He has an air about him, the title of headmaster sitting on his shoulders nicely. You flinch as he introduces you. Dozens of prying eyes flitting towards you.

It startles you, so many heads turning as Fred pats your knee, helping you up. The teachers table looms over you as you sit in the rickety chair consciously.

The hats barely touched your head before a loud voice booms across the hall.

“Ravenclaw!” The hat announces.

A table erupts in cheer, notably blue. You frown. That isn’t Gryffindor red. Fred laments from the corner of your eye. For real this time.

A hand touches your back, soft and guiding. “That way, dear.” Mcgonagal ushers.

You stand. Lead in your feet. That’s not what you wanted, and the hat seemed to have known that.

“Go on.” She pushes softly.

You walk down the cold steps, more morose than you’d like. Down, step, down step, until you reach the gray flooring of the great hall. Hands reach for you as you draw nearer, claps on the back as you smile wearily.

A girl makes space for you near Fred, patting the bench quickly. Dark hair, dark eyes, she’s pretty you think.

“I’m Cho.” The girl smiles at you.

“Hi.” Your nose scrunches, holding back a nervous smile as you sit.

“Luna.” Another girl reaches out for your hand. You give it, taking in her dazed expression, and odd looking glasses. “No Wrackspurts.” She grins appreciatively.

You startle. “What?”

“Don’t mind her.” Cho eases. You ignore her, smiling at Luna.

It’s a large table, lots of friendly faces. You hold back the guilt gnawing at you for your quick judgment.

“Hi.” You mouth, cheeks aching from the polite smile you throw at a girl down the table. She waves excitedly, and you wave back.

“Psst.” Is whispered behind you. “Pssssst.”

You turn, vaguely expecting Fred’s face. Or George’s. Theirs. So confusing.

He looks happy.

“You’ll love it there.” Fred (you think) smiles, genuinely.

It gnaws in you. Doesn’t he wish you were Gryffindor? You feel silly, you only just met.

“You’re not upset I’m here?” You frown. Like you wanted him to care, he notices.

He shrugs breezily. “Blue looks good on you.”

Yeah. Fred.