Thoughts ; Fred Weasley

I sat on the couch in the Gryffindor common room, studying for a transfiguration exam coming up. I shut the book and sighed as I stared into the fire. ‘Hey, you know what this reminds me of? Fr- What? No!’ I thought. I do this all the time, 'Oh this reminds me of him, oh that reminds me of him.’ Why can’t I just stop thinking for a while.

I talked to Hermione about it and she said, “You have a crush on him,” and all that stuff, which just makes me even more uncomfortable and she knows it.

“Sickle for your thoughts,” I jumped as I heard a familiar voice say from behind me. Of bloody course, it was Fred.

“Uhm, I don’t think you’d care,” I replied, hoping he’d stop meddling, but he’s Fred, Merlin knows he won’t shut up till he hears what he wants to hear.

“If I didn’t care why would I ask?” He said, sitting down beside me on the couch. Immediately, I stood.

“I-I’ll tell you tomorrow, I was just meaning to go to bed. Night, Fred.” I said as I walked quickly up to my dormitory.

“Goodnight, Y/n,” He said, weakly. As soon as I got to my door I turned back only for a second as I saw a look of disappointment spread across his face.

I walked into my dorm and faceplanted into my pillow. I pulled the curtains around my bed closed and pulled a silence charm around myself as I screamed into my pillows and blankets. 'Why do I screw everything up. For Merlin sake, why can’t I be normal? Why do I get so awkward around him? Do I- No- No, I can’t. He’s my best friend I can’t have feelings for him.’ I thought before drifting off to sleep.

The next morning I got about and tried to forgot about the awkwardness between Fred and I last night. Well- not him, just me, my awkwardness. I got ready and went down to breakfast. When I stepped out of my dorm, I saw Fred in the common room, talking to George and Lee. As I walked down, I walked fast and avoided Fred’s gaze.

Lucky for me, I walked by without grabbing his attention. That is, until George so kindly pointed me out as I was walking out of the portrait hole. I walked faster as I heard Fred calling my name while I sped walked throught the corridor. I stopped dead in my tracks as I cursed myself in my head. I turned around, my heart beating so fast I feel like it could beat out of my chest.

“Hey Fred.” I said causally, putting on a forced smile that hopefully wasn’t very obvious. He looked hopeful as he started to speak, before he could get a word out, George and Lee pulled him away, saying something about Filch. 'Damn you boys, your bloody pranks and for Merlin sake, it’s eight thirty in the morning.’ I huffed as I continued to walk to the Great Hall.

“Hey, Y/n,” Hermione said as I sat down next to her, “What’s wrong? You look kind of irritated.” I flashed a look that said, 'Really? I had no idea.’

“Of course I am. Maybe you were right, maybe I do have a crush on, well, you know.” I said, her face lit up at my words.

“That’s amazing! I don’t wanna say I told you so- wait a minute, yeah I do. Hahaha! I told you so!” She said.

“But that doesn’t mean he likes me.” I said.

“Who likes you?” Fred asked, walking up behind us.

“Okay, you really have to stop doing that.” I said as he sat down in between Hermione and I. Almost immediately, I tensed up and stuttered a little. “I-I-I um, I, no one!” I said standing and jogging out if the Great Hall.

I ran into Angelina, one of my closest friends, and she could tell something was wrong, “Y/n, spill, what’s wrong?” She asked.

“It’s Fred, I’ve only now come to the realization that I like him, but I’m absolutely terrified of rejection because I don’t know who he likes, which only makes me more anxious, and I was just about to go throw myself off the astronomy tower.” I said in one breathe, but Angie’s eyes were widened as she looked between me and something behind me. I felt pale as I turned around to see Fred standing right behind me, he looked surprised. “And like I said, I was about to go throw myself of the astronomy tower, so now thats a definite. Okay, bye now!” I said quickly as I ran away. I swear that must be the fastest I’ve ever run in my entire life. I just kept running, and running, and running, until I found myself staring back at my own reflection in the cold water of the Black Lake.

“Fuck, fuck, fucking, fuck!” I yelled into the trees surrounding the lake, “Ugh!” I screamed, collapsing to a cross-legged position as I rested my head in my hands.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you curse that much in one sentence.” Someone chuckled, and would you guess who it was? Fred fucking Weasley.

“What is with you and sneaking up on me like that?!” I snapped. He looked slightly alarmed at the tone of my voice. “Sorry, I-I didn’t mean to yell,” I said.

“So, you ditched the astronomy tower plan, huh?” He asked sitting beside me.

“Yeah, someone probably would’ve saved me. Most bloody likely, it’d be you.” I said.

“Would that be so bad?” He asked, smirking at me.

“Well at this point, I guess my embarrassment level has been maxed out so really my only choice would be to change my name and move to Antarctica.” I sighed.

“How has your embarrassment been maxed out, exactly?” He asked, as if he didn’t already know.

“Oh, well, I don’t know probably admitting to my best friend that I was in love him!” I said, crying into my hands as I relived the horrible memory.

“That’s nothing to be embarrassed about because before you said anything, he thought you had a crush on his twin.” He said. I turned to look at him and he smiled at me.

“Y-You… like me? B-But I’m just me a-and you’re you!” I said. He laughed a little bit before he smiled at me again.

“Yes, I like you. What’s that whole 'I’m just me’ thing about?” He asked.

“Well, I’m quiet, I don’t socialize a lot, don’t really hang out with people outside my house, and clearly, I can get really awkward.” I said, continuing to sniffle a bit. And then it hit me, 'Wait, he likes me! He-He really likes me!’

“What about when we have those parties in the common room when we win a Quidditch game?” He asked.

“I don’t usually go to the games, just so I’d have a reason not to go to the parties.” I replied, plainly.

“You’ve never watched a Quidditch game in the seven years that you’ve been in this school?”

“I went to Harry’s first game, but I left half way in. I guess I’m just not a sports kind of person. I really prefer just sitting up at the astronomy tower, sketching or painting the scene. Its gorgeous up there.” I said, looking up at the sky.

“Well, can you promise me that you’ll be at the first Quidditch game Gryffindor plays?” he smirked.

I sighed before saying, “Fine.” and a glimmer of hope shined in his dark, brown eyes. He leaned in, and before I could react, he-he kissed me. When he released as he said bye, I couldn’t help but sit there in awe.

Hey, can I request? A Draco Malfoy imagine. It's like I'm a bad Gryffindor and cold so I don't have a crush (but I have so many friends especially the twins) and Draco trying to get me. Thank you.

Thank you!! 😂💖

Put your sign and your Harry Potter house

I’m curious to see the houses in each sign :) 

Sagittarius \ Slytherin

Scorpio \ Ravenclaw

Scorpio \ Hufflepuff

Ayye it’s a Scorpio wad up

Capricorn \ Slytherin

Fred Weasley; spontaneous weasley.

“Roman Holiday” ~ Halsey

Disclaimer: Most lyrics in italics.

Warning(s): Smut, some cussing, recklessness, angst, beware of sadness!

You and the Weasley Twins had just graduated from Hogwarts. The two mischievous red heads were sending off a firework of their departure. Once you saw the bright, red-orange firework explode you beamed. They sprinkled the night sky so brightly. You saw Fred, and smiled at him. The three of you were best friends, you’d usually scorn the two for their mischief being the one to keep them under control.

Fred looked at you and winked. You blushed uncontrollably, George laughed at Fred.

“What’s so funny George?” Fred asked. “How she blushes uncontrollably when you look at her? She always clenches her legs together when you two talk. Come on Fred and just shag already.” George smirked at his twin, who was flustered. “How are you so sure that she likes me?” Fred questioned George. “Bloody hell Fred you’re the most dumbfounded person I know and that’s saying a lot.” George shakes his head.

You looked at the talking Twins curious of their conversation. You left the area, heading to your dorm to pack all your items. You grabbed one of your own books and went in the Common Room to find out a party had been started. You sighed, and dropped off your book. You were about to stay there till one of your friends called your name out.

“Y/N!” Corey called out.

“What Corey?” You huffed. “Fred Weasley wants to talk to you.” Corey breathed. “Oh OK, I’m coming.” You walked out fixing your clothing and hair. You bumped into someone, “Huff! Oh my I’m so sorry!” You then looked up to see Fred grinning at you. You sheepishly smiled, “It’s OK, twinkie.” Fred called you by his nickname for you. “I’ve already told you many times that I hate that nickname.” You pouted. “Anyway why did you want me for?” You interrogate.

“I’ve wanted to know if after we leave Hogwarts. If you want to come with me and George to the Muggle world?” Fred asked. “Sure! That’d be lovely Fred.” You smiled. “Can’t wait to be out of Hogwarts. Yet I’ll still miss my home from home.” You beamed.

“Life is so spontaneous. Don’t you think Fred?” You asked him. “Sure is.” Fred muttered. “I can’t wait to be living an adult life, odd I know, but I feel like I’m ready. Ready to be a Ministry worker. Reader to find my love life. Have a kid or two, but the first thing I’m gonna do is have a nice cup of tea and read a Shakespeare novel.” You giggled. Fred laughed and sighed, “I’m ready for that too, sadly this war that’s going on is something that I want out of this world.”

“Me too. Life can be so spontaneous, Weasley, too spontaneous it’s horrifying. You never know what happens.” You shivered. “Well thank you for the offer.” You turned around starting to walk back to your dorm. “Wait Y/N!” Fred shouted over the booming of music and screams. “Yes, Fredrick.” You quirked. “I’m gonna pick you up late and bring an extra pair of clothes and some pajamas.” Fred said. “OK.” You chuckled.

You made it home. Where your mom and Dad greeted you with hugs.

“I’m glad your back.” Your mom cried. “I’m happy to see you two.” You hugged your mom and Dad. “I know that you will be with us for a long time to come. And you will have the opportunity to visit us as much as you want. Also since you graduated, your father and I decided to let you go out into the city with a friend.” Your mom told you. “Are you serious?” You coughed. “Yes. Just contact us every chance you get to make sure you’re safe.” Your Dad smiled. “Thank you so much.” You embraced them both again.

You went to make a cup of tea and grabbed a Shakespeare’s classic. Just as you were about to sip on a cup of tea late night, an owl flew in.

“Hello.” You chirped at the owl. You grabbed the letter and opened it.

‘Come outside.’

- F.W.’

You went outside and saw Fred in a used light blue truck. You quickly went inside and grabbed all the stuff Fred told you to get. You went into your parents’ bedroom. You grabbed a tiny, pink bottle of perfume, spraying the rose scented mixture in your neck.

You went out and greeted Fred, without George. You wondered for a moment.

“Where the bloody hell is George?” You look around for him. “He’s gotten sick.” Fred smiled sheepishly. “Oh well I hope he gets better.” You entered the car in relization. “So where are we going Fredrick?” You bit your tongue. “Where going to explore the city late night!” Fred cheered.

Do you remember the taste of my lips That night I stole a bit of my mother’s perfume? ‘Cause I remember when my father put his fist Through the wall that separated the dining room And I remember the fear in your eyes The very first time we snuck into the city pool Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath Didn’t know where we were running to But don’t look back

The windows were rolled down. Your heart thumping, you were with Fred Weasley, he looked at you and smiled. You were afraid at the same time, like what if this was a sick prank to try to reveal your feelings to Fred. You gulped, the lights flashing on your face. You’ve never really explored outside of your home. That’s why you joined the Twins, they’ve always been up to something and you joined at times. Discovering more of the Wizarding world made you have ambition to know more.

“Y/N, I’ve got to tell you something.” Fred sighed. You looked at him, “What is it Fred?” You whimpered. You were afraid of what he might say. Even though Fred is sweet as a tangerine, he frightened you, not only you thought life is spontaneous. You thought Fred was too, he is like a boggart that comes out and surprises you with your greatest fear well he could if he’d known. Fred parked in front of a motel that seemed properly groomed and nicely fixed.

“I like you. I’ve liked you since the first time we’ve met. I’ve never really had the nerve to tell you for six years. Life is truly spontaneous in a good way, I mean I’ve finally told you out of the blue that I like you Y/N.” Fred became quiet once you intertwined your hand with his. “I like you too Fred. I know that I’m the most obvious really. I blush as bright as your ginger hair. Thank you for telling me Fred.” You pecked his lips, you pulled away for a second staring into his eyes.

Fred dove right back in pushing his lips against yours. You unbuckled your seatbelt, climbing over onto his lap. Rubbing your hips forward to give friction between the two of you. “Well aren’t you surprising as well?” Fred bit your neck. The belt that Fred still had on bothered you immensely. As you were about to unbuckle the seatbelt Fred opened the door, pushed you out, and unbuckled his own belt.

Fred then kissed you again, opening the door to the back of the back of the vehicle. He put you in there his legs in between your hips grinding himself into you. “Oh god.” You moaned. “I can feel you beneath my panties.” You smirked. You were only wearing a long sleeve maroon shirt with a black skirt. Fred tugged of your shirt, his fingers tracing your stomach. You were about to pull your skirt off before Fred pulled your hand away. “I want you to look like an innocent school girl sweetie.” Fred said, grabbing a tie and putting it on you.

Fred began taking off all of his clothing. Only leaving himself in boxers. Your hands went everywhere on his body, his abs which were slightly visible, his soft face which you laid kisses on, and his biceps which you clung onto.

Could you imagine the taste of your lips If we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens? ‘Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs If you lied between my hips in the backseat And I imagine the tears in your eyes The very first night I’ll sleep without you And when it happens I’ll be miles away And a few months late Didn’t know where I was running to But I won’t look back

Fred took of your panties, while you took his boxers off. His member sprung out hitting your stomach. “Oh damn.” You moaned. You touched the beady red head, and rubbed it against your folds. You let Fred do what he wanted, you felt him rubbing himself against your entrance. Till he pushed his whole length in. Your breathe hitched, he was a pretty good length and width for you to receive pleasure by.

“Oh Fred it hurts.” You groaned. “I’m so sorry Y/N.” Fred began to pull out, until your legs pulled him back in. Making both of you moan. “No, don’t pull out. Stay inside me.” You begged for him. Fred sucked on your neck slowly, but roughly pounding into you. Your juices lubricating his manhood. “Your so tight. Fuck I can fuck you all day till you can’t walk straight for a week and your sweet little pussy is loosened.” Fred cooed.

“Yes, please do that.” You gasped. Fred’s hair stuck to his forehead, beads of sweat on yours. You were writhing under him your eyes rolling around. Your mouth opening whenever he thrusted into you.

Fred didn’t know what was really happening. He never thought that it would happen. He thought that it be a sweet kiss and perhaps a date, but you were already squirming underneath him as he pounded himself in your womanhood. Fred rubbed your clit to add more pleasure. You lolled your head around, “I’m almost there. Fuck me harder.” You scratch his back your nails digging into his skin surely to leave it red next morning.

Fred grunted loudly. Both of you heard the slapping of your skin against his. Fred seemed flustered his thrusting sloppy. “I’m gonna cum.” Fred groaned. “Me too.” You squinted your eyes shut. The pit of your stomach about to burst in pleasure like the fireworks Fred and his brother sent off at Hogwarts.

Then, you came your walls clenching on Fred’s member milking him. Fred came as followed letting his white ecstasy pump into you. Fred began to thrust slowly to end your highs, pulling himself out not really wanting to loose the feeling of you. His cum was leaking out on the car seat from your womanhood.

Fred picked you up and kissed you passionately. You grabbed a blanket you brought and wrapped it around you and him. You then drifted to sleep on top of him. Fred twirled his fingers through your hair, your head laid against his bare chest. Fred locked the car and fell asleep with you.

“Fred?” You mumbled. Your eyes fluttering open wide. “Yes, love.” Fred caressed your head. “Good morning.” You looked him, “That was amazing.” “I’d say the same.” Fred kissed the top of your head. You both grabbed your clothing and changed. You stretched outside of the car. “Gosh I smell like sex.” You blurted, Fred chuckled.

“Let’s go. I’ve ordered a room for us yesterday, but clearly that didn’t happen.” Fred joked. “Good because I smell like a good night.” You wink at Fred.

You showered and got ready, dressing in your favorite outfit. It consisted of a pair of high waisted denim skinny jeans with a tan lightweight coat and boots. Fred dressed in a white shirt with jeans. You looked at him and smiled. Is this what you both have become.

“Y/N?” Fred called out.

“Yes.” You said.

“I probably should’ve asked you this before we did you know what. Will you be my girlfriend?” Fred asked.

“Of course.” You gleamed.

“Fred, how did you get this room?” You interrogated. “A few Muggle friends helped me.” Fred slyly grinned. “I wonder who.” You sarcastically asked. Corey was a Muggle she was born from a wealthy family. Her, Fred, and George are best friends, so you concluded it must’ve been Corey.

“Maybe when we come back after our journey we’ll have an adventure?” Fred played with your hair. “Or maybe we’ll go back to my home to drop me off?” You smirked.

Close To The End Of Harry Potter’s Seventh Year

You and Fred laid down on the bed exhausted. “Amazing as always, love. But that position was crazy.” Fred laughed. “Almost two years Fred.” Your hand traced figures on his bare chest. “Just two more months.” Fred smiled. “Why is sex with you so exciting and ravishing?” You chuckled. “Because I’m Fred Weasley.” Fred replied.

“That reasoning is so invalid.” You rolled your eyes.

After three weeks, you felt unsettling symptoms. Your mother had told you that you were the most troubling pregnancy she’s had and ever heard of. During that time she told you of those symptoms and the common ones. You became nervous each time you had a symptom. You took a test and came back out of the restroom as a soon-to-be mother. It was all going swell for you. You had your career as a healer, Fred was always with you, and you were going to start a family. You decided to wait a little longer to tell Fred the great news, but that’s when a spontaneous tragedy struck.

A war on the loose and Fred wanting to battle. You joined Fred not willing to leave him alone.

“Love, I need you somewhere else. I’ll be sure to tell Ginny to get you once it’s over.” You obliged and went to help students and staff that had been injured. Your healer skills went to work, you seen young children all bloody and bruised it made your heart shatter.

Feet first, don’t fall Or we’ll be running again Keep close, stand tall

That’s when you heard an explosion. You looked up and ran outside quickly trying to find Fred. You sprinted to a big group of people realizing they were the Weasleys due to their red hair.

You heard their cries, “Fred!”

You shoved through and saw Ginny crying. You looked at Fred he was all broken. “Fred! Fred! Fred, please stay with me come on we have to get you to-,”

“It’s OK. I’m fine.” Fred muttered. “No, Fred. Please Fred you can’t leave me or your family. Not just your own, but ours too. Fred your gonna be a dad. Like you’ve always wanted.” Your eyes dropped tears, your hand clenching onto his. “Tell my baby I love him or her. You’re going to be a great mum Y/N. I believe in you. I love you and our family. You’re the brightest light I’ve ever had in my life. You loved me and all my mischief for years Y/N. I’ll never forget about my whole family especially you.” Fred smiled, his hand slowly rubbing your stomach as his eyes fluttered closed. His hand falling to his side. He lost grip on your hand.

“Fred.” You called for him. “Fred!” You wailed. George grabbed you and held you tightly. “Fred.” You whimpered. Everyone came into a group hug, their cries for their dearly beloved Fred loud rang through the battle.

All the joy and the glee just had to go away and only Lord knows why.

“How have you been?” Molly asked, putting vegetables in boiled water. You were chopping up more vegetables, you being out of focus kept cutting till you were about to cut a finger.

Molly grabbed your wrist before you sliced through your finger.

“Oh my, I’m sorry Molly. I’m out of focus. I was thinking that if I’d helped him-, h-he would’ve b-been here! But it’s all my fault!” You shouted, reaching for a knife. Molly grabbed your face, stopping you and then gave you a soft yet stern look.

“Y/N, you look at me. You are part of my family know. You are the person who filled Fred’s life with joy. Now, be a mother! You’re a strong, kind woman that is capable of so much. I need you to be strong for Fred, because despite him being not here. The bundle of joy is there is like a small version of the both of you and your love. Let me tell you that being a mother is the most splendid thing that ever happened to me, you’ll be blessed once that child is born. Be strong.” Molly held your face, tears running down onto her hands.

You coughed, choking on your own sobs, “OK.”

“Ginny!” Molly yelled.

“Yes, mum!” Ginny came down out to the kitchen.

“Take Y/N out to get fresh air, please Ginny.” Molly ordered Ginny.

“OK. Come on Y/N.” Ginny held your shaking hand and slowly lead you outside.

“Y/N I need you to be happy. Happy thoughts. This child needs with mum to be happy.” Ginny soothed your nerves.

“H-How?” You stuttered.

“Y/N, when Fred left you. He didn’t do it on purpose nor to blame you. He did that to none of us.” Ginny and you were outside. “Y/N, when I met you when you greeted me at the Gryffindor table we had a connection. I trusted you with all my life and I always told you what was happening, I never told anyone but you before hand when I was dating Dean. You are a part of our, this world.” Ginny hugged you.

“Fred is safe. He’s OK. I promise.” Ginny said and with that you went into another state of mind.

Fred never meant to hurt you’re feelings. You weren’t the one to blame. Perhaps you lost everything you’ve cared for, but that’s what you thought. Fred never did hurt you’re feelings never once in your relationship and even now that’s what you had to comprehend. You had to stay strong and live life for the life you’re meant to care for. You weren’t going to let anyone down. Not now or never. Maybe, just maybe life was leading you on a road you weren’t prepared for.

“Thank you Ginny.” You laid your head on her shoulder smiling.  

“No problem Y/N.” Ginny replied.

“Oh they look so much like Fred, don’t they mum.” Ginny cooed, Molly nodded. “You want to hold one of them.” You asked Ginny. “Oh, yes, please. I can’t believe I’m an aunt!” Ginny cried carrying one of the twins.

“What’s their names?” George questioned. “The little prince is Fred George Weasley. The little princess is Ginevra Molly Weasley.” You told George, he looked at you. “Thank you Y/N. Fred would’ve loved to be here to see his own children.” George’s eyes spilled a few tears. “He would’ve been the best father. But he is, in their heart and blood he is the best father.” You gripped his hand.

“You want to hold Fred?” You stared at George. “Sure.” He sniffed, you handed him Fred. “Just like Fred. He looks so bloody much like him.” George laughed. Molly and Arthur were filled with joy to be grandparents. “Who are the godparents?” Arthur asked.

“Fred’s godparents are my friend Corey and Harry.” You said, Harry who just had entered after grabbing a quick drink smiled. “The more the merrier, huh?” Harry commented. Everyone chuckled at Harry’s statement. “And Ginny’s is Rubeus and Minerva.” You finished.

The children were passed around. A joyful aura filled the room. More visitors came to see the ginger twins. At last when it was late in the afternoon and the only person to be staying by your side were George and Ginny; someone came in.

“Y/N.” You and the rest looked up.

“Fred.” You smiled. “I’m not hallucinating?” You questioned yourself.

“No, you’re not. I can see him too.” Ginny flabbergasted.

“Oh and there is-, my children? I thought that we’d only have a child, but Twins! This is splendid.” Fred shouted. The Twins giggled loudly. “They recognize their own dad. What’s their names?” Fred smiled at his children.

“Fred and Ginevra.” You stammered.

“Fred and Ginevra, lovely names you choose Y/N.“ Fred told you. “After you and Ginny.” You responded to his comment. Fred grinned at you.

“Fred? How are you here?” George spoke up. “I’m a ghost. I came here after I heard Minerva speak the news of her being named godmother of my child. To be fair Hogwarts was getting quite boring as well.” Fred responded.

“We missed you.” Ginny blurted.

“I missed every one of you too.” Fred confessed.

“Fred.” You called him out.

“I want to you to be with our children as they grow up. If you want you can stay at our home.” You say.

Fred went up to you, “I’d love to.”

“You’re still my spontaneous Weasley. Aren’t you?” You grinned.

“Infinitely.”

It was a curse and a blessing for your life to be full of spontaneous events, your just hoping the afterlife will go with ease. And then you’ll have your spontaneous Weasley with you forever.

Spontaneous (adj.): happening naturally, without planning or encouragement.

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That’s cool! I love it. Thank you.

You’re welcome :) glad you liked it

You should make me some more @apotterheadsimagination

Requests are open still! You can make a request whatever Harry Potter or Fantastic Beast character you like :) @perfectslytherin

Can I get a George and Draco’s fanfic? Its like I’m a tomboy girl. Draco and George are loves me and trying to get me but it’s hard for them bcz I’m a cold girl. The ending is up to you. You can choose one of them for me. 😂

K I have another request I’m writing on, then yours will be up next. @perfectslytherin

Well,I'm waiting. Thank you! I'm so excited!

Put your sign and your Harry Potter house

I’m curious to see the houses in each sign :) 

Sagittarius \ Slytherin

Scorpio \ Ravenclaw

Scorpio \ Hufflepuff

Ayye it’s a Scorpio wad up

Capricorn // Slytherin

Fred Weasley; spontaneous weasley.

“Roman Holiday” ~ Halsey

Disclaimer: Most lyrics in italics.

Warning(s): Smut, some cussing, recklessness, angst, beware of sadness!

You and the Weasley Twins had just graduated from Hogwarts. The two mischievous red heads were sending off a firework of their departure. Once you saw the bright, red-orange firework explode you beamed. They sprinkled the night sky so brightly. You saw Fred, and smiled at him. The three of you were best friends, you’d usually scorn the two for their mischief being the one to keep them under control.

Fred looked at you and winked. You blushed uncontrollably, George laughed at Fred.

“What’s so funny George?” Fred asked. “How she blushes uncontrollably when you look at her? She always clenches her legs together when you two talk. Come on Fred and just shag already.” George smirked at his twin, who was flustered. “How are you so sure that she likes me?” Fred questioned George. “Bloody hell Fred you’re the most dumbfounded person I know and that’s saying a lot.” George shakes his head.

You looked at the talking Twins curious of their conversation. You left the area, heading to your dorm to pack all your items. You grabbed one of your own books and went in the Common Room to find out a party had been started. You sighed, and dropped off your book. You were about to stay there till one of your friends called your name out.

“Y/N!” Corey called out.

“What Corey?” You huffed. “Fred Weasley wants to talk to you.” Corey breathed. “Oh OK, I’m coming.” You walked out fixing your clothing and hair. You bumped into someone, “Huff! Oh my I’m so sorry!” You then looked up to see Fred grinning at you. You sheepishly smiled, “It’s OK, twinkie.” Fred called you by his nickname for you. “I’ve already told you many times that I hate that nickname.” You pouted. “Anyway why did you want me for?” You interrogate.

“I’ve wanted to know if after we leave Hogwarts. If you want to come with me and George to the Muggle world?” Fred asked. “Sure! That’d be lovely Fred.” You smiled. “Can’t wait to be out of Hogwarts. Yet I’ll still miss my home from home.” You beamed.

“Life is so spontaneous. Don’t you think Fred?” You asked him. “Sure is.” Fred muttered. “I can’t wait to be living an adult life, odd I know, but I feel like I’m ready. Ready to be a Ministry worker. Reader to find my love life. Have a kid or two, but the first thing I’m gonna do is have a nice cup of tea and read a Shakespeare novel.” You giggled. Fred laughed and sighed, “I’m ready for that too, sadly this war that’s going on is something that I want out of this world.”

“Me too. Life can be so spontaneous, Weasley, too spontaneous it’s horrifying. You never know what happens.” You shivered. “Well thank you for the offer.” You turned around starting to walk back to your dorm. “Wait Y/N!” Fred shouted over the booming of music and screams. “Yes, Fredrick.” You quirked. “I’m gonna pick you up late and bring an extra pair of clothes and some pajamas.” Fred said. “OK.” You chuckled.

You made it home. Where your mom and Dad greeted you with hugs.

“I’m glad your back.” Your mom cried. “I’m happy to see you two.” You hugged your mom and Dad. “I know that you will be with us for a long time to come. And you will have the opportunity to visit us as much as you want. Also since you graduated, your father and I decided to let you go out into the city with a friend.” Your mom told you. “Are you serious?” You coughed. “Yes. Just contact us every chance you get to make sure you’re safe.” Your Dad smiled. “Thank you so much.” You embraced them both again.

You went to make a cup of tea and grabbed a Shakespeare’s classic. Just as you were about to sip on a cup of tea late night, an owl flew in.

“Hello.” You chirped at the owl. You grabbed the letter and opened it.

‘Come outside.’

- F.W.’

You went outside and saw Fred in a used light blue truck. You quickly went inside and grabbed all the stuff Fred told you to get. You went into your parents’ bedroom. You grabbed a tiny, pink bottle of perfume, spraying the rose scented mixture in your neck.

You went out and greeted Fred, without George. You wondered for a moment.

“Where the bloody hell is George?” You look around for him. “He’s gotten sick.” Fred smiled sheepishly. “Oh well I hope he gets better.” You entered the car in relization. “So where are we going Fredrick?” You bit your tongue. “Where going to explore the city late night!” Fred cheered.

Do you remember the taste of my lips That night I stole a bit of my mother’s perfume? ‘Cause I remember when my father put his fist Through the wall that separated the dining room And I remember the fear in your eyes The very first time we snuck into the city pool Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath Didn’t know where we were running to But don’t look back

The windows were rolled down. Your heart thumping, you were with Fred Weasley, he looked at you and smiled. You were afraid at the same time, like what if this was a sick prank to try to reveal your feelings to Fred. You gulped, the lights flashing on your face. You’ve never really explored outside of your home. That’s why you joined the Twins, they’ve always been up to something and you joined at times. Discovering more of the Wizarding world made you have ambition to know more.

“Y/N, I’ve got to tell you something.” Fred sighed. You looked at him, “What is it Fred?” You whimpered. You were afraid of what he might say. Even though Fred is sweet as a tangerine, he frightened you, not only you thought life is spontaneous. You thought Fred was too, he is like a boggart that comes out and surprises you with your greatest fear well he could if he’d known. Fred parked in front of a motel that seemed properly groomed and nicely fixed.

“I like you. I’ve liked you since the first time we’ve met. I’ve never really had the nerve to tell you for six years. Life is truly spontaneous in a good way, I mean I’ve finally told you out of the blue that I like you Y/N.” Fred became quiet once you intertwined your hand with his. “I like you too Fred. I know that I’m the most obvious really. I blush as bright as your ginger hair. Thank you for telling me Fred.” You pecked his lips, you pulled away for a second staring into his eyes.

Fred dove right back in pushing his lips against yours. You unbuckled your seatbelt, climbing over onto his lap. Rubbing your hips forward to give friction between the two of you. “Well aren’t you surprising as well?” Fred bit your neck. The belt that Fred still had on bothered you immensely. As you were about to unbuckle the seatbelt Fred opened the door, pushed you out, and unbuckled his own belt.

Fred then kissed you again, opening the door to the back of the back of the vehicle. He put you in there his legs in between your hips grinding himself into you. “Oh god.” You moaned. “I can feel you beneath my panties.” You smirked. You were only wearing a long sleeve maroon shirt with a black skirt. Fred tugged of your shirt, his fingers tracing your stomach. You were about to pull your skirt off before Fred pulled your hand away. “I want you to look like an innocent school girl sweetie.” Fred said, grabbing a tie and putting it on you.

Fred began taking off all of his clothing. Only leaving himself in boxers. Your hands went everywhere on his body, his abs which were slightly visible, his soft face which you laid kisses on, and his biceps which you clung onto.

Could you imagine the taste of your lips If we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens? ‘Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs If you lied between my hips in the backseat And I imagine the tears in your eyes The very first night I’ll sleep without you And when it happens I’ll be miles away And a few months late Didn’t know where I was running to But I won’t look back

Fred took of your panties, while you took his boxers off. His member sprung out hitting your stomach. “Oh damn.” You moaned. You touched the beady red head, and rubbed it against your folds. You let Fred do what he wanted, you felt him rubbing himself against your entrance. Till he pushed his whole length in. Your breathe hitched, he was a pretty good length and width for you to receive pleasure by.

“Oh Fred it hurts.” You groaned. “I’m so sorry Y/N.” Fred began to pull out, until your legs pulled him back in. Making both of you moan. “No, don’t pull out. Stay inside me.” You begged for him. Fred sucked on your neck slowly, but roughly pounding into you. Your juices lubricating his manhood. “Your so tight. Fuck I can fuck you all day till you can’t walk straight for a week and your sweet little pussy is loosened.” Fred cooed.

“Yes, please do that.” You gasped. Fred’s hair stuck to his forehead, beads of sweat on yours. You were writhing under him your eyes rolling around. Your mouth opening whenever he thrusted into you.

Fred didn’t know what was really happening. He never thought that it would happen. He thought that it be a sweet kiss and perhaps a date, but you were already squirming underneath him as he pounded himself in your womanhood. Fred rubbed your clit to add more pleasure. You lolled your head around, “I’m almost there. Fuck me harder.” You scratch his back your nails digging into his skin surely to leave it red next morning.

Fred grunted loudly. Both of you heard the slapping of your skin against his. Fred seemed flustered his thrusting sloppy. “I’m gonna cum.” Fred groaned. “Me too.” You squinted your eyes shut. The pit of your stomach about to burst in pleasure like the fireworks Fred and his brother sent off at Hogwarts.

Then, you came your walls clenching on Fred’s member milking him. Fred came as followed letting his white ecstasy pump into you. Fred began to thrust slowly to end your highs, pulling himself out not really wanting to loose the feeling of you. His cum was leaking out on the car seat from your womanhood.

Fred picked you up and kissed you passionately. You grabbed a blanket you brought and wrapped it around you and him. You then drifted to sleep on top of him. Fred twirled his fingers through your hair, your head laid against his bare chest. Fred locked the car and fell asleep with you.

“Fred?” You mumbled. Your eyes fluttering open wide. “Yes, love.” Fred caressed your head. “Good morning.” You looked him, “That was amazing.” “I’d say the same.” Fred kissed the top of your head. You both grabbed your clothing and changed. You stretched outside of the car. “Gosh I smell like sex.” You blurted, Fred chuckled.

“Let’s go. I’ve ordered a room for us yesterday, but clearly that didn’t happen.” Fred joked. “Good because I smell like a good night.” You wink at Fred.

You showered and got ready, dressing in your favorite outfit. It consisted of a pair of high waisted denim skinny jeans with a tan lightweight coat and boots. Fred dressed in a white shirt with jeans. You looked at him and smiled. Is this what you both have become.

“Y/N?” Fred called out.

“Yes.” You said.

“I probably should’ve asked you this before we did you know what. Will you be my girlfriend?” Fred asked.

“Of course.” You gleamed.

“Fred, how did you get this room?” You interrogated. “A few Muggle friends helped me.” Fred slyly grinned. “I wonder who.” You sarcastically asked. Corey was a Muggle she was born from a wealthy family. Her, Fred, and George are best friends, so you concluded it must’ve been Corey.

“Maybe when we come back after our journey we’ll have an adventure?” Fred played with your hair. “Or maybe we’ll go back to my home to drop me off?” You smirked.

Close To The End Of Harry Potter’s Seventh Year

You and Fred laid down on the bed exhausted. “Amazing as always, love. But that position was crazy.” Fred laughed. “Almost two years Fred.” Your hand traced figures on his bare chest. “Just two more months.” Fred smiled. “Why is sex with you so exciting and ravishing?” You chuckled. “Because I’m Fred Weasley.” Fred replied.

“That reasoning is so invalid.” You rolled your eyes.

After three weeks, you felt unsettling symptoms. Your mother had told you that you were the most troubling pregnancy she’s had and ever heard of. During that time she told you of those symptoms and the common ones. You became nervous each time you had a symptom. You took a test and came back out of the restroom as a soon-to-be mother. It was all going swell for you. You had your career as a healer, Fred was always with you, and you were going to start a family. You decided to wait a little longer to tell Fred the great news, but that’s when a spontaneous tragedy struck.

A war on the loose and Fred wanting to battle. You joined Fred not willing to leave him alone.

“Love, I need you somewhere else. I’ll be sure to tell Ginny to get you once it’s over.” You obliged and went to help students and staff that had been injured. Your healer skills went to work, you seen young children all bloody and bruised it made your heart shatter.

Feet first, don’t fall Or we’ll be running again Keep close, stand tall

That’s when you heard an explosion. You looked up and ran outside quickly trying to find Fred. You sprinted to a big group of people realizing they were the Weasleys due to their red hair.

You heard their cries, “Fred!”

You shoved through and saw Ginny crying. You looked at Fred he was all broken. “Fred! Fred! Fred, please stay with me come on we have to get you to-,”

“It’s OK. I’m fine.” Fred muttered. “No, Fred. Please Fred you can’t leave me or your family. Not just your own, but ours too. Fred your gonna be a dad. Like you’ve always wanted.” Your eyes dropped tears, your hand clenching onto his. “Tell my baby I love him or her. You’re going to be a great mum Y/N. I believe in you. I love you and our family. You’re the brightest light I’ve ever had in my life. You loved me and all my mischief for years Y/N. I’ll never forget about my whole family especially you.” Fred smiled, his hand slowly rubbing your stomach as his eyes fluttered closed. His hand falling to his side. He lost grip on your hand.

“Fred.” You called for him. “Fred!” You wailed. George grabbed you and held you tightly. “Fred.” You whimpered. Everyone came into a group hug, their cries for their dearly beloved Fred loud rang through the battle.

All the joy and the glee just had to go away and only Lord knows why.

“How have you been?” Molly asked, putting vegetables in boiled water. You were chopping up more vegetables, you being out of focus kept cutting till you were about to cut a finger.

Molly grabbed your wrist before you sliced through your finger.

“Oh my, I’m sorry Molly. I’m out of focus. I was thinking that if I’d helped him-, h-he would’ve b-been here! But it’s all my fault!” You shouted, reaching for a knife. Molly grabbed your face, stopping you and then gave you a soft yet stern look.

“Y/N, you look at me. You are part of my family know. You are the person who filled Fred’s life with joy. Now, be a mother! You’re a strong, kind woman that is capable of so much. I need you to be strong for Fred, because despite him being not here. The bundle of joy is there is like a small version of the both of you and your love. Let me tell you that being a mother is the most splendid thing that ever happened to me, you’ll be blessed once that child is born. Be strong.” Molly held your face, tears running down onto her hands.

You coughed, choking on your own sobs, “OK.”

“Ginny!” Molly yelled.

“Yes, mum!” Ginny came down out to the kitchen.

“Take Y/N out to get fresh air, please Ginny.” Molly ordered Ginny.

“OK. Come on Y/N.” Ginny held your shaking hand and slowly lead you outside.

“Y/N I need you to be happy. Happy thoughts. This child needs with mum to be happy.” Ginny soothed your nerves.

“H-How?” You stuttered.

“Y/N, when Fred left you. He didn’t do it on purpose nor to blame you. He did that to none of us.” Ginny and you were outside. “Y/N, when I met you when you greeted me at the Gryffindor table we had a connection. I trusted you with all my life and I always told you what was happening, I never told anyone but you before hand when I was dating Dean. You are a part of our, this world.” Ginny hugged you.

“Fred is safe. He’s OK. I promise.” Ginny said and with that you went into another state of mind.

Fred never meant to hurt you’re feelings. You weren’t the one to blame. Perhaps you lost everything you’ve cared for, but that’s what you thought. Fred never did hurt you’re feelings never once in your relationship and even now that’s what you had to comprehend. You had to stay strong and live life for the life you’re meant to care for. You weren’t going to let anyone down. Not now or never. Maybe, just maybe life was leading you on a road you weren’t prepared for.

“Thank you Ginny.” You laid your head on her shoulder smiling.  

“No problem Y/N.” Ginny replied.

“Oh they look so much like Fred, don’t they mum.” Ginny cooed, Molly nodded. “You want to hold one of them.” You asked Ginny. “Oh, yes, please. I can’t believe I’m an aunt!” Ginny cried carrying one of the twins.

“What’s their names?” George questioned. “The little prince is Fred George Weasley. The little princess is Ginevra Molly Weasley.” You told George, he looked at you. “Thank you Y/N. Fred would’ve loved to be here to see his own children.” George’s eyes spilled a few tears. “He would’ve been the best father. But he is, in their heart and blood he is the best father.” You gripped his hand.

“You want to hold Fred?” You stared at George. “Sure.” He sniffed, you handed him Fred. “Just like Fred. He looks so bloody much like him.” George laughed. Molly and Arthur were filled with joy to be grandparents. “Who are the godparents?” Arthur asked.

“Fred’s godparents are my friend Corey and Harry.” You said, Harry who just had entered after grabbing a quick drink smiled. “The more the merrier, huh?” Harry commented. Everyone chuckled at Harry’s statement. “And Ginny’s is Rubeus and Minerva.” You finished.

The children were passed around. A joyful aura filled the room. More visitors came to see the ginger twins. At last when it was late in the afternoon and the only person to be staying by your side were George and Ginny; someone came in.

“Y/N.” You and the rest looked up.

“Fred.” You smiled. “I’m not hallucinating?” You questioned yourself.

“No, you’re not. I can see him too.” Ginny flabbergasted.

“Oh and there is-, my children? I thought that we’d only have a child, but Twins! This is splendid.” Fred shouted. The Twins giggled loudly. “They recognize their own dad. What’s their names?” Fred smiled at his children.

“Fred and Ginevra.” You stammered.

“Fred and Ginevra, lovely names you choose Y/N.“ Fred told you. “After you and Ginny.” You responded to his comment. Fred grinned at you.

“Fred? How are you here?” George spoke up. “I’m a ghost. I came here after I heard Minerva speak the news of her being named godmother of my child. To be fair Hogwarts was getting quite boring as well.” Fred responded.

“We missed you.” Ginny blurted.

“I missed every one of you too.” Fred confessed.

“Fred.” You called him out.

“I want to you to be with our children as they grow up. If you want you can stay at our home.” You say.

Fred went up to you, “I’d love to.”

“You’re still my spontaneous Weasley. Aren’t you?” You grinned.

“Infinitely.”

It was a curse and a blessing for your life to be full of spontaneous events, your just hoping the afterlife will go with ease. And then you’ll have your spontaneous Weasley with you forever.

Spontaneous (adj.): happening naturally, without planning or encouragement.

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Happy 20th birthday of the publication of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone! (June 26th, 1997)

Fred Weasley; spontaneous weasley.

“Roman Holiday” ~ Halsey

Disclaimer: Most lyrics in italics.

Warning(s): Smut, some cussing, recklessness, angst, beware of sadness!

You and the Weasley Twins had just graduated from Hogwarts. The two mischievous red heads were sending off a firework of their departure. Once you saw the bright, red-orange firework explode you beamed. They sprinkled the night sky so brightly. You saw Fred, and smiled at him. The three of you were best friends, you’d usually scorn the two for their mischief being the one to keep them under control.

Fred looked at you and winked. You blushed uncontrollably, George laughed at Fred.

“What’s so funny George?” Fred asked. “How she blushes uncontrollably when you look at her? She always clenches her legs together when you two talk. Come on Fred and just shag already.” George smirked at his twin, who was flustered. “How are you so sure that she likes me?” Fred questioned George. “Bloody hell Fred you’re the most dumbfounded person I know and that’s saying a lot.” George shakes his head.

You looked at the talking Twins curious of their conversation. You left the area, heading to your dorm to pack all your items. You grabbed one of your own books and went in the Common Room to find out a party had been started. You sighed, and dropped off your book. You were about to stay there till one of your friends called your name out.

“Y/N!” Corey called out.

“What Corey?” You huffed. “Fred Weasley wants to talk to you.” Corey breathed. “Oh OK, I’m coming.” You walked out fixing your clothing and hair. You bumped into someone, “Huff! Oh my I’m so sorry!” You then looked up to see Fred grinning at you. You sheepishly smiled, “It’s OK, twinkie.” Fred called you by his nickname for you. “I’ve already told you many times that I hate that nickname.” You pouted. “Anyway why did you want me for?” You interrogate.

“I’ve wanted to know if after we leave Hogwarts. If you want to come with me and George to the Muggle world?” Fred asked. “Sure! That’d be lovely Fred.” You smiled. “Can’t wait to be out of Hogwarts. Yet I’ll still miss my home from home.” You beamed.

“Life is so spontaneous. Don’t you think Fred?” You asked him. “Sure is.” Fred muttered. “I can’t wait to be living an adult life, odd I know, but I feel like I’m ready. Ready to be a Ministry worker. Reader to find my love life. Have a kid or two, but the first thing I’m gonna do is have a nice cup of tea and read a Shakespeare novel.” You giggled. Fred laughed and sighed, “I’m ready for that too, sadly this war that’s going on is something that I want out of this world.”

“Me too. Life can be so spontaneous, Weasley, too spontaneous it’s horrifying. You never know what happens.” You shivered. “Well thank you for the offer.” You turned around starting to walk back to your dorm. “Wait Y/N!” Fred shouted over the booming of music and screams. “Yes, Fredrick.” You quirked. “I’m gonna pick you up late and bring an extra pair of clothes and some pajamas.” Fred said. “OK.” You chuckled.

You made it home. Where your mom and Dad greeted you with hugs.

“I’m glad your back.” Your mom cried. “I’m happy to see you two.” You hugged your mom and Dad. “I know that you will be with us for a long time to come. And you will have the opportunity to visit us as much as you want. Also since you graduated, your father and I decided to let you go out into the city with a friend.” Your mom told you. “Are you serious?” You coughed. “Yes. Just contact us every chance you get to make sure you’re safe.” Your Dad smiled. “Thank you so much.” You embraced them both again.

You went to make a cup of tea and grabbed a Shakespeare’s classic. Just as you were about to sip on a cup of tea late night, an owl flew in.

“Hello.” You chirped at the owl. You grabbed the letter and opened it.

‘Come outside.’

- F.W.’

You went outside and saw Fred in a used light blue truck. You quickly went inside and grabbed all the stuff Fred told you to get. You went into your parents’ bedroom. You grabbed a tiny, pink bottle of perfume, spraying the rose scented mixture in your neck.

You went out and greeted Fred, without George. You wondered for a moment.

“Where the bloody hell is George?” You look around for him. “He’s gotten sick.” Fred smiled sheepishly. “Oh well I hope he gets better.” You entered the car in relization. “So where are we going Fredrick?” You bit your tongue. “Where going to explore the city late night!” Fred cheered.

Do you remember the taste of my lips That night I stole a bit of my mother’s perfume? ‘Cause I remember when my father put his fist Through the wall that separated the dining room And I remember the fear in your eyes The very first time we snuck into the city pool Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath Didn’t know where we were running to But don’t look back

The windows were rolled down. Your heart thumping, you were with Fred Weasley, he looked at you and smiled. You were afraid at the same time, like what if this was a sick prank to try to reveal your feelings to Fred. You gulped, the lights flashing on your face. You’ve never really explored outside of your home. That’s why you joined the Twins, they’ve always been up to something and you joined at times. Discovering more of the Wizarding world made you have ambition to know more.

“Y/N, I’ve got to tell you something.” Fred sighed. You looked at him, “What is it Fred?” You whimpered. You were afraid of what he might say. Even though Fred is sweet as a tangerine, he frightened you, not only you thought life is spontaneous. You thought Fred was too, he is like a boggart that comes out and surprises you with your greatest fear well he could if he’d known. Fred parked in front of a motel that seemed properly groomed and nicely fixed.

“I like you. I’ve liked you since the first time we’ve met. I’ve never really had the nerve to tell you for six years. Life is truly spontaneous in a good way, I mean I’ve finally told you out of the blue that I like you Y/N.” Fred became quiet once you intertwined your hand with his. “I like you too Fred. I know that I’m the most obvious really. I blush as bright as your ginger hair. Thank you for telling me Fred.” You pecked his lips, you pulled away for a second staring into his eyes.

Fred dove right back in pushing his lips against yours. You unbuckled your seatbelt, climbing over onto his lap. Rubbing your hips forward to give friction between the two of you. “Well aren’t you surprising as well?” Fred bit your neck. The belt that Fred still had on bothered you immensely. As you were about to unbuckle the seatbelt Fred opened the door, pushed you out, and unbuckled his own belt.

Fred then kissed you again, opening the door to the back of the back of the vehicle. He put you in there his legs in between your hips grinding himself into you. “Oh god.” You moaned. “I can feel you beneath my panties.” You smirked. You were only wearing a long sleeve maroon shirt with a black skirt. Fred tugged of your shirt, his fingers tracing your stomach. You were about to pull your skirt off before Fred pulled your hand away. “I want you to look like an innocent school girl sweetie.” Fred said, grabbing a tie and putting it on you.

Fred began taking off all of his clothing. Only leaving himself in boxers. Your hands went everywhere on his body, his abs which were slightly visible, his soft face which you laid kisses on, and his biceps which you clung onto.

Could you imagine the taste of your lips If we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens? ‘Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs If you lied between my hips in the backseat And I imagine the tears in your eyes The very first night I’ll sleep without you And when it happens I’ll be miles away And a few months late Didn’t know where I was running to But I won’t look back

Fred took of your panties, while you took his boxers off. His member sprung out hitting your stomach. “Oh damn.” You moaned. You touched the beady red head, and rubbed it against your folds. You let Fred do what he wanted, you felt him rubbing himself against your entrance. Till he pushed his whole length in. Your breathe hitched, he was a pretty good length and width for you to receive pleasure by.

“Oh Fred it hurts.” You groaned. “I’m so sorry Y/N.” Fred began to pull out, until your legs pulled him back in. Making both of you moan. “No, don’t pull out. Stay inside me.” You begged for him. Fred sucked on your neck slowly, but roughly pounding into you. Your juices lubricating his manhood. “Your so tight. Fuck I can fuck you all day till you can’t walk straight for a week and your sweet little pussy is loosened.” Fred cooed.

“Yes, please do that.” You gasped. Fred’s hair stuck to his forehead, beads of sweat on yours. You were writhing under him your eyes rolling around. Your mouth opening whenever he thrusted into you.

Fred didn’t know what was really happening. He never thought that it would happen. He thought that it be a sweet kiss and perhaps a date, but you were already squirming underneath him as he pounded himself in your womanhood. Fred rubbed your clit to add more pleasure. You lolled your head around, “I’m almost there. Fuck me harder.” You scratch his back your nails digging into his skin surely to leave it red next morning.

Fred grunted loudly. Both of you heard the slapping of your skin against his. Fred seemed flustered his thrusting sloppy. “I’m gonna cum.” Fred groaned. “Me too.” You squinted your eyes shut. The pit of your stomach about to burst in pleasure like the fireworks Fred and his brother sent off at Hogwarts.

Then, you came your walls clenching on Fred’s member milking him. Fred came as followed letting his white ecstasy pump into you. Fred began to thrust slowly to end your highs, pulling himself out not really wanting to loose the feeling of you. His cum was leaking out on the car seat from your womanhood.

Fred picked you up and kissed you passionately. You grabbed a blanket you brought and wrapped it around you and him. You then drifted to sleep on top of him. Fred twirled his fingers through your hair, your head laid against his bare chest. Fred locked the car and fell asleep with you.

“Fred?” You mumbled. Your eyes fluttering open wide. “Yes, love.” Fred caressed your head. “Good morning.” You looked him, “That was amazing.” “I’d say the same.” Fred kissed the top of your head. You both grabbed your clothing and changed. You stretched outside of the car. “Gosh I smell like sex.” You blurted, Fred chuckled.

“Let’s go. I’ve ordered a room for us yesterday, but clearly that didn’t happen.” Fred joked. “Good because I smell like a good night.” You wink at Fred.

You showered and got ready, dressing in your favorite outfit. It consisted of a pair of high waisted denim skinny jeans with a tan lightweight coat and boots. Fred dressed in a white shirt with jeans. You looked at him and smiled. Is this what you both have become.

“Y/N?” Fred called out.

“Yes.” You said.

“I probably should’ve asked you this before we did you know what. Will you be my girlfriend?” Fred asked.

“Of course.” You gleamed.

“Fred, how did you get this room?” You interrogated. “A few Muggle friends helped me.” Fred slyly grinned. “I wonder who.” You sarcastically asked. Corey was a Muggle she was born from a wealthy family. Her, Fred, and George are best friends, so you concluded it must’ve been Corey.

“Maybe when we come back after our journey we’ll have an adventure?” Fred played with your hair. “Or maybe we’ll go back to my home to drop me off?” You smirked.

Close To The End Of Harry Potter’s Seventh Year

You and Fred laid down on the bed exhausted. “Amazing as always, love. But that position was crazy.” Fred laughed. “Almost two years Fred.” Your hand traced figures on his bare chest. “Just two more months.” Fred smiled. “Why is sex with you so exciting and ravishing?” You chuckled. “Because I’m Fred Weasley.” Fred replied.

“That reasoning is so invalid.” You rolled your eyes.

After three weeks, you felt unsettling symptoms. Your mother had told you that you were the most troubling pregnancy she’s had and ever heard of. During that time she told you of those symptoms and the common ones. You became nervous each time you had a symptom. You took a test and came back out of the restroom as a soon-to-be mother. It was all going swell for you. You had your career as a healer, Fred was always with you, and you were going to start a family. You decided to wait a little longer to tell Fred the great news, but that’s when a spontaneous tragedy struck.

A war on the loose and Fred wanting to battle. You joined Fred not willing to leave him alone.

“Love, I need you somewhere else. I’ll be sure to tell Ginny to get you once it’s over.” You obliged and went to help students and staff that had been injured. Your healer skills went to work, you seen young children all bloody and bruised it made your heart shatter.

Feet first, don’t fall Or we’ll be running again Keep close, stand tall

That’s when you heard an explosion. You looked up and ran outside quickly trying to find Fred. You sprinted to a big group of people realizing they were the Weasleys due to their red hair.

You heard their cries, “Fred!”

You shoved through and saw Ginny crying. You looked at Fred he was all broken. “Fred! Fred! Fred, please stay with me come on we have to get you to-,”

“It’s OK. I’m fine.” Fred muttered. “No, Fred. Please Fred you can’t leave me or your family. Not just your own, but ours too. Fred your gonna be a dad. Like you’ve always wanted.” Your eyes dropped tears, your hand clenching onto his. “Tell my baby I love him or her. You’re going to be a great mum Y/N. I believe in you. I love you and our family. You’re the brightest light I’ve ever had in my life. You loved me and all my mischief for years Y/N. I’ll never forget about my whole family especially you.” Fred smiled, his hand slowly rubbing your stomach as his eyes fluttered closed. His hand falling to his side. He lost grip on your hand.

“Fred.” You called for him. “Fred!” You wailed. George grabbed you and held you tightly. “Fred.” You whimpered. Everyone came into a group hug, their cries for their dearly beloved Fred loud rang through the battle.

All the joy and the glee just had to go away and only Lord knows why.

“How have you been?” Molly asked, putting vegetables in boiled water. You were chopping up more vegetables, you being out of focus kept cutting till you were about to cut a finger.

Molly grabbed your wrist before you sliced through your finger.

“Oh my, I’m sorry Molly. I’m out of focus. I was thinking that if I’d helped him-, h-he would’ve b-been here! But it’s all my fault!” You shouted, reaching for a knife. Molly grabbed your face, stopping you and then gave you a soft yet stern look.

“Y/N, you look at me. You are part of my family know. You are the person who filled Fred’s life with joy. Now, be a mother! You’re a strong, kind woman that is capable of so much. I need you to be strong for Fred, because despite him being not here. The bundle of joy is there is like a small version of the both of you and your love. Let me tell you that being a mother is the most splendid thing that ever happened to me, you’ll be blessed once that child is born. Be strong.” Molly held your face, tears running down onto her hands.

You coughed, choking on your own sobs, “OK.”

“Ginny!” Molly yelled.

“Yes, mum!” Ginny came down out to the kitchen.

“Take Y/N out to get fresh air, please Ginny.” Molly ordered Ginny.

“OK. Come on Y/N.” Ginny held your shaking hand and slowly lead you outside.

“Y/N I need you to be happy. Happy thoughts. This child needs with mum to be happy.” Ginny soothed your nerves.

“H-How?” You stuttered.

“Y/N, when Fred left you. He didn’t do it on purpose nor to blame you. He did that to none of us.” Ginny and you were outside. “Y/N, when I met you when you greeted me at the Gryffindor table we had a connection. I trusted you with all my life and I always told you what was happening, I never told anyone but you before hand when I was dating Dean. You are a part of our, this world.” Ginny hugged you.

“Fred is safe. He’s OK. I promise.” Ginny said and with that you went into another state of mind.

Fred never meant to hurt you’re feelings. You weren’t the one to blame. Perhaps you lost everything you’ve cared for, but that’s what you thought. Fred never did hurt you’re feelings never once in your relationship and even now that’s what you had to comprehend. You had to stay strong and live life for the life you’re meant to care for. You weren’t going to let anyone down. Not now or never. Maybe, just maybe life was leading you on a road you weren’t prepared for.

“Thank you Ginny.” You laid your head on her shoulder smiling.  

“No problem Y/N.” Ginny replied.

“Oh they look so much like Fred, don’t they mum.” Ginny cooed, Molly nodded. “You want to hold one of them.” You asked Ginny. “Oh, yes, please. I can’t believe I’m an aunt!” Ginny cried carrying one of the twins.

“What’s their names?” George questioned. “The little prince is Fred George Weasley. The little princess is Ginevra Molly Weasley.” You told George, he looked at you. “Thank you Y/N. Fred would’ve loved to be here to see his own children.” George’s eyes spilled a few tears. “He would’ve been the best father. But he is, in their heart and blood he is the best father.” You gripped his hand.

“You want to hold Fred?” You stared at George. “Sure.” He sniffed, you handed him Fred. “Just like Fred. He looks so bloody much like him.” George laughed. Molly and Arthur were filled with joy to be grandparents. “Who are the godparents?” Arthur asked.

“Fred’s godparents are my friend Corey and Harry.” You said, Harry who just had entered after grabbing a quick drink smiled. “The more the merrier, huh?” Harry commented. Everyone chuckled at Harry’s statement. “And Ginny’s is Rubeus and Minerva.” You finished.

The children were passed around. A joyful aura filled the room. More visitors came to see the ginger twins. At last when it was late in the afternoon and the only person to be staying by your side were George and Ginny; someone came in.

“Y/N.” You and the rest looked up.

“Fred.” You smiled. “I’m not hallucinating?” You questioned yourself.

“No, you’re not. I can see him too.” Ginny flabbergasted.

“Oh and there is-, my children? I thought that we’d only have a child, but Twins! This is splendid.” Fred shouted. The Twins giggled loudly. “They recognize their own dad. What’s their names?” Fred smiled at his children.

“Fred and Ginevra.” You stammered.

“Fred and Ginevra, lovely names you choose Y/N.“ Fred told you. “After you and Ginny.” You responded to his comment. Fred grinned at you.

“Fred? How are you here?” George spoke up. “I’m a ghost. I came here after I heard Minerva speak the news of her being named godmother of my child. To be fair Hogwarts was getting quite boring as well.” Fred responded.

“We missed you.” Ginny blurted.

“I missed every one of you too.” Fred confessed.

“Fred.” You called him out.

“I want to you to be with our children as they grow up. If you want you can stay at our home.” You say.

Fred went up to you, “I’d love to.”

“You’re still my spontaneous Weasley. Aren’t you?” You grinned.

“Infinitely.”

It was a curse and a blessing for your life to be full of spontaneous events, your just hoping the afterlife will go with ease. And then you’ll have your spontaneous Weasley with you forever.

Spontaneous (adj.): happening naturally, without planning or encouragement.

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A thousand years or more ago When I was newly sewn, There lived four wizards of renown, Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor, Fair Ravenclaw, from glen, Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad, Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream, They hatched a daring plan To educate young sorcerers Thus Hogwarts School began.

Now each of these four founders Formed their own house, for each Did value different virtues In the ones they had to teach.

By Gryffindor, the bravest were Prized far beyond the rest; For Ravenclaw, the cleverest Would always be the best;

For Hufflepuff, hard workers were Most worthy of admission; And power-hungry Slytherin Loved those of great ambition.

While still alive they did divide Their favourites from the throng, Yet how to pick the worthy ones When they were dead and gone?

Twas Gryffindor who found the way, He whipped me off his head The founders put some brains in me So I could choose instead!

Now slip me snug about your ears, I’ve never yet been wrong, I’ll have a look inside your mind And tell where you belong!

Fred Weasley; spontaneous weasley.

“Roman Holiday” ~ Halsey

Disclaimer: Most lyrics in italics.

Warning(s): Smut, some cussing, recklessness, angst, beware of sadness!

You and the Weasley Twins had just graduated from Hogwarts. The two mischievous red heads were sending off a firework of their departure. Once you saw the bright, red-orange firework explode you beamed. They sprinkled the night sky so brightly. You saw Fred, and smiled at him. The three of you were best friends, you’d usually scorn the two for their mischief being the one to keep them under control.

Fred looked at you and winked. You blushed uncontrollably, George laughed at Fred.

“What’s so funny George?” Fred asked. “How she blushes uncontrollably when you look at her? She always clenches her legs together when you two talk. Come on Fred and just shag already.” George smirked at his twin, who was flustered. “How are you so sure that she likes me?” Fred questioned George. “Bloody hell Fred you’re the most dumbfounded person I know and that’s saying a lot.” George shakes his head.

You looked at the talking Twins curious of their conversation. You left the area, heading to your dorm to pack all your items. You grabbed one of your own books and went in the Common Room to find out a party had been started. You sighed, and dropped off your book. You were about to stay there till one of your friends called your name out.

“Y/N!” Corey called out.

“What Corey?” You huffed. “Fred Weasley wants to talk to you.” Corey breathed. “Oh OK, I’m coming.” You walked out fixing your clothing and hair. You bumped into someone, “Huff! Oh my I’m so sorry!” You then looked up to see Fred grinning at you. You sheepishly smiled, “It’s OK, twinkie.” Fred called you by his nickname for you. “I’ve already told you many times that I hate that nickname.” You pouted. “Anyway why did you want me for?” You interrogate.

“I’ve wanted to know if after we leave Hogwarts. If you want to come with me and George to the Muggle world?” Fred asked. “Sure! That’d be lovely Fred.” You smiled. “Can’t wait to be out of Hogwarts. Yet I’ll still miss my home from home.” You beamed.

“Life is so spontaneous. Don’t you think Fred?” You asked him. “Sure is.” Fred muttered. “I can’t wait to be living an adult life, odd I know, but I feel like I’m ready. Ready to be a Ministry worker. Reader to find my love life. Have a kid or two, but the first thing I’m gonna do is have a nice cup of tea and read a Shakespeare novel.” You giggled. Fred laughed and sighed, “I’m ready for that too, sadly this war that’s going on is something that I want out of this world.”

“Me too. Life can be so spontaneous, Weasley, too spontaneous it’s horrifying. You never know what happens.” You shivered. “Well thank you for the offer.” You turned around starting to walk back to your dorm. “Wait Y/N!” Fred shouted over the booming of music and screams. “Yes, Fredrick.” You quirked. “I’m gonna pick you up late and bring an extra pair of clothes and some pajamas.” Fred said. “OK.” You chuckled.

You made it home. Where your mom and Dad greeted you with hugs.

“I’m glad your back.” Your mom cried. “I’m happy to see you two.” You hugged your mom and Dad. “I know that you will be with us for a long time to come. And you will have the opportunity to visit us as much as you want. Also since you graduated, your father and I decided to let you go out into the city with a friend.” Your mom told you. “Are you serious?” You coughed. “Yes. Just contact us every chance you get to make sure you’re safe.” Your Dad smiled. “Thank you so much.” You embraced them both again.

You went to make a cup of tea and grabbed a Shakespeare’s classic. Just as you were about to sip on a cup of tea late night, an owl flew in.

“Hello.” You chirped at the owl. You grabbed the letter and opened it.

‘Come outside.’

- F.W.’

You went outside and saw Fred in a used light blue truck. You quickly went inside and grabbed all the stuff Fred told you to get. You went into your parents’ bedroom. You grabbed a tiny, pink bottle of perfume, spraying the rose scented mixture in your neck.

You went out and greeted Fred, without George. You wondered for a moment.

“Where the bloody hell is George?” You look around for him. “He’s gotten sick.” Fred smiled sheepishly. “Oh well I hope he gets better.” You entered the car in relization. “So where are we going Fredrick?” You bit your tongue. “Where going to explore the city late night!” Fred cheered.

Do you remember the taste of my lips That night I stole a bit of my mother’s perfume? ‘Cause I remember when my father put his fist Through the wall that separated the dining room And I remember the fear in your eyes The very first time we snuck into the city pool Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds of my breath Didn’t know where we were running to But don’t look back

The windows were rolled down. Your heart thumping, you were with Fred Weasley, he looked at you and smiled. You were afraid at the same time, like what if this was a sick prank to try to reveal your feelings to Fred. You gulped, the lights flashing on your face. You’ve never really explored outside of your home. That’s why you joined the Twins, they’ve always been up to something and you joined at times. Discovering more of the Wizarding world made you have ambition to know more.

“Y/N, I’ve got to tell you something.” Fred sighed. You looked at him, “What is it Fred?” You whimpered. You were afraid of what he might say. Even though Fred is sweet as a tangerine, he frightened you, not only you thought life is spontaneous. You thought Fred was too, he is like a boggart that comes out and surprises you with your greatest fear well he could if he’d known. Fred parked in front of a motel that seemed properly groomed and nicely fixed.

“I like you. I’ve liked you since the first time we’ve met. I’ve never really had the nerve to tell you for six years. Life is truly spontaneous in a good way, I mean I’ve finally told you out of the blue that I like you Y/N.” Fred became quiet once you intertwined your hand with his. “I like you too Fred. I know that I’m the most obvious really. I blush as bright as your ginger hair. Thank you for telling me Fred.” You pecked his lips, you pulled away for a second staring into his eyes.

Fred dove right back in pushing his lips against yours. You unbuckled your seatbelt, climbing over onto his lap. Rubbing your hips forward to give friction between the two of you. “Well aren’t you surprising as well?” Fred bit your neck. The belt that Fred still had on bothered you immensely. As you were about to unbuckle the seatbelt Fred opened the door, pushed you out, and unbuckled his own belt.

Fred then kissed you again, opening the door to the back of the back of the vehicle. He put you in there his legs in between your hips grinding himself into you. “Oh god.” You moaned. “I can feel you beneath my panties.” You smirked. You were only wearing a long sleeve maroon shirt with a black skirt. Fred tugged of your shirt, his fingers tracing your stomach. You were about to pull your skirt off before Fred pulled your hand away. “I want you to look like an innocent school girl sweetie.” Fred said, grabbing a tie and putting it on you.

Fred began taking off all of his clothing. Only leaving himself in boxers. Your hands went everywhere on his body, his abs which were slightly visible, his soft face which you laid kisses on, and his biceps which you clung onto.

Could you imagine the taste of your lips If we never tried to kiss on the drive to Queens? ‘Cause I imagine the weight of your ribs If you lied between my hips in the backseat And I imagine the tears in your eyes The very first night I’ll sleep without you And when it happens I’ll be miles away And a few months late Didn’t know where I was running to But I won’t look back

Fred took of your panties, while you took his boxers off. His member sprung out hitting your stomach. “Oh damn.” You moaned. You touched the beady red head, and rubbed it against your folds. You let Fred do what he wanted, you felt him rubbing himself against your entrance. Till he pushed his whole length in. Your breathe hitched, he was a pretty good length and width for you to receive pleasure by.

“Oh Fred it hurts.” You groaned. “I’m so sorry Y/N.” Fred began to pull out, until your legs pulled him back in. Making both of you moan. “No, don’t pull out. Stay inside me.” You begged for him. Fred sucked on your neck slowly, but roughly pounding into you. Your juices lubricating his manhood. “Your so tight. Fuck I can fuck you all day till you can’t walk straight for a week and your sweet little pussy is loosened.” Fred cooed.

“Yes, please do that.” You gasped. Fred’s hair stuck to his forehead, beads of sweat on yours. You were writhing under him your eyes rolling around. Your mouth opening whenever he thrusted into you.

Fred didn’t know what was really happening. He never thought that it would happen. He thought that it be a sweet kiss and perhaps a date, but you were already squirming underneath him as he pounded himself in your womanhood. Fred rubbed your clit to add more pleasure. You lolled your head around, “I’m almost there. Fuck me harder.” You scratch his back your nails digging into his skin surely to leave it red next morning.

Fred grunted loudly. Both of you heard the slapping of your skin against his. Fred seemed flustered his thrusting sloppy. “I’m gonna cum.” Fred groaned. “Me too.” You squinted your eyes shut. The pit of your stomach about to burst in pleasure like the fireworks Fred and his brother sent off at Hogwarts.

Then, you came your walls clenching on Fred’s member milking him. Fred came as followed letting his white ecstasy pump into you. Fred began to thrust slowly to end your highs, pulling himself out not really wanting to loose the feeling of you. His cum was leaking out on the car seat from your womanhood.

Fred picked you up and kissed you passionately. You grabbed a blanket you brought and wrapped it around you and him. You then drifted to sleep on top of him. Fred twirled his fingers through your hair, your head laid against his bare chest. Fred locked the car and fell asleep with you.

“Fred?” You mumbled. Your eyes fluttering open wide. “Yes, love.” Fred caressed your head. “Good morning.” You looked him, “That was amazing.” “I’d say the same.” Fred kissed the top of your head. You both grabbed your clothing and changed. You stretched outside of the car. “Gosh I smell like sex.” You blurted, Fred chuckled.

“Let’s go. I’ve ordered a room for us yesterday, but clearly that didn’t happen.” Fred joked. “Good because I smell like a good night.” You wink at Fred.

You showered and got ready, dressing in your favorite outfit. It consisted of a pair of high waisted denim skinny jeans with a tan lightweight coat and boots. Fred dressed in a white shirt with jeans. You looked at him and smiled. Is this what you both have become.

“Y/N?” Fred called out.

“Yes.” You said.

“I probably should’ve asked you this before we did you know what. Will you be my girlfriend?” Fred asked.

“Of course.” You gleamed.

“Fred, how did you get this room?” You interrogated. “A few Muggle friends helped me.” Fred slyly grinned. “I wonder who.” You sarcastically asked. Corey was a Muggle she was born from a wealthy family. Her, Fred, and George are best friends, so you concluded it must’ve been Corey.

“Maybe when we come back after our journey we’ll have an adventure?” Fred played with your hair. “Or maybe we’ll go back to my home to drop me off?” You smirked.

Close To The End Of Harry Potter’s Seventh Year

You and Fred laid down on the bed exhausted. “Amazing as always, love. But that position was crazy.” Fred laughed. “Almost two years Fred.” Your hand traced figures on his bare chest. “Just two more months.” Fred smiled. “Why is sex with you so exciting and ravishing?” You chuckled. “Because I’m Fred Weasley.” Fred replied.

“That reasoning is so invalid.” You rolled your eyes.

After three weeks, you felt unsettling symptoms. Your mother had told you that you were the most troubling pregnancy she’s had and ever heard of. During that time she told you of those symptoms and the common ones. You became nervous each time you had a symptom. You took a test and came back out of the restroom as a soon-to-be mother. It was all going swell for you. You had your career as a healer, Fred was always with you, and you were going to start a family. You decided to wait a little longer to tell Fred the great news, but that’s when a spontaneous tragedy struck.

A war on the loose and Fred wanting to battle. You joined Fred not willing to leave him alone.

“Love, I need you somewhere else. I’ll be sure to tell Ginny to get you once it’s over.” You obliged and went to help students and staff that had been injured. Your healer skills went to work, you seen young children all bloody and bruised it made your heart shatter.

Feet first, don’t fall Or we’ll be running again Keep close, stand tall

That’s when you heard an explosion. You looked up and ran outside quickly trying to find Fred. You sprinted to a big group of people realizing they were the Weasleys due to their red hair.

You heard their cries, “Fred!”

You shoved through and saw Ginny crying. You looked at Fred he was all broken. “Fred! Fred! Fred, please stay with me come on we have to get you to-,”

“It’s OK. I’m fine.” Fred muttered. “No, Fred. Please Fred you can’t leave me or your family. Not just your own, but ours too. Fred your gonna be a dad. Like you’ve always wanted.” Your eyes dropped tears, your hand clenching onto his. “Tell my baby I love him or her. You’re going to be a great mum Y/N. I believe in you. I love you and our family. You’re the brightest light I’ve ever had in my life. You loved me and all my mischief for years Y/N. I’ll never forget about my whole family especially you.” Fred smiled, his hand slowly rubbing your stomach as his eyes fluttered closed. His hand falling to his side. He lost grip on your hand.

“Fred.” You called for him. “Fred!” You wailed. George grabbed you and held you tightly. “Fred.” You whimpered. Everyone came into a group hug, their cries for their dearly beloved Fred loud rang through the battle.

All the joy and the glee just had to go away and only Lord knows why.

“How have you been?” Molly asked, putting vegetables in boiled water. You were chopping up more vegetables, you being out of focus kept cutting till you were about to cut a finger.

Molly grabbed your wrist before you sliced through your finger.

“Oh my, I’m sorry Molly. I’m out of focus. I was thinking that if I’d helped him-, h-he would’ve b-been here! But it’s all my fault!” You shouted, reaching for a knife. Molly grabbed your face, stopping you and then gave you a soft yet stern look.

“Y/N, you look at me. You are part of my family know. You are the person who filled Fred’s life with joy. Now, be a mother! You’re a strong, kind woman that is capable of so much. I need you to be strong for Fred, because despite him being not here. The bundle of joy is there is like a small version of the both of you and your love. Let me tell you that being a mother is the most splendid thing that ever happened to me, you’ll be blessed once that child is born. Be strong.” Molly held your face, tears running down onto her hands.

You coughed, choking on your own sobs, “OK.”

“Ginny!” Molly yelled.

“Yes, mum!” Ginny came down out to the kitchen.

“Take Y/N out to get fresh air, please Ginny.” Molly ordered Ginny.

“OK. Come on Y/N.” Ginny held your shaking hand and slowly lead you outside.

“Y/N I need you to be happy. Happy thoughts. This child needs with mum to be happy.” Ginny soothed your nerves.

“H-How?” You stuttered.

“Y/N, when Fred left you. He didn’t do it on purpose nor to blame you. He did that to none of us.” Ginny and you were outside. “Y/N, when I met you when you greeted me at the Gryffindor table we had a connection. I trusted you with all my life and I always told you what was happening, I never told anyone but you before hand when I was dating Dean. You are a part of our, this world.” Ginny hugged you.

“Fred is safe. He’s OK. I promise.” Ginny said and with that you went into another state of mind.

Fred never meant to hurt you’re feelings. You weren’t the one to blame. Perhaps you lost everything you’ve cared for, but that’s what you thought. Fred never did hurt you’re feelings never once in your relationship and even now that’s what you had to comprehend. You had to stay strong and live life for the life you’re meant to care for. You weren’t going to let anyone down. Not now or never. Maybe, just maybe life was leading you on a road you weren’t prepared for.

“Thank you Ginny.” You laid your head on her shoulder smiling.  

“No problem Y/N.” Ginny replied.

“Oh they look so much like Fred, don’t they mum.” Ginny cooed, Molly nodded. “You want to hold one of them.” You asked Ginny. “Oh, yes, please. I can’t believe I’m an aunt!” Ginny cried carrying one of the twins.

“What’s their names?” George questioned. “The little prince is Fred George Weasley. The little princess is Ginevra Molly Weasley.” You told George, he looked at you. “Thank you Y/N. Fred would’ve loved to be here to see his own children.” George’s eyes spilled a few tears. “He would’ve been the best father. But he is, in their heart and blood he is the best father.” You gripped his hand.

“You want to hold Fred?” You stared at George. “Sure.” He sniffed, you handed him Fred. “Just like Fred. He looks so bloody much like him.” George laughed. Molly and Arthur were filled with joy to be grandparents. “Who are the godparents?” Arthur asked.

“Fred’s godparents are my friend Corey and Harry.” You said, Harry who just had entered after grabbing a quick drink smiled. “The more the merrier, huh?” Harry commented. Everyone chuckled at Harry’s statement. “And Ginny’s is Rubeus and Minerva.” You finished.

The children were passed around. A joyful aura filled the room. More visitors came to see the ginger twins. At last when it was late in the afternoon and the only person to be staying by your side were George and Ginny; someone came in.

“Y/N.” You and the rest looked up.

“Fred.” You smiled. “I’m not hallucinating?” You questioned yourself.

“No, you’re not. I can see him too.” Ginny flabbergasted.

“Oh and there is-, my children? I thought that we’d only have a child, but Twins! This is splendid.” Fred shouted. The Twins giggled loudly. “They recognize their own dad. What’s their names?” Fred smiled at his children.

“Fred and Ginevra.” You stammered.

“Fred and Ginevra, lovely names you choose Y/N.“ Fred told you. “After you and Ginny.” You responded to his comment. Fred grinned at you.

“Fred? How are you here?” George spoke up. “I’m a ghost. I came here after I heard Minerva speak the news of her being named godmother of my child. To be fair Hogwarts was getting quite boring as well.” Fred responded.

“We missed you.” Ginny blurted.

“I missed every one of you too.” Fred confessed.

“Fred.” You called him out.

“I want to you to be with our children as they grow up. If you want you can stay at our home.” You say.

Fred went up to you, “I’d love to.”

“You’re still my spontaneous Weasley. Aren’t you?” You grinned.

“Infinitely.”

It was a curse and a blessing for your life to be full of spontaneous events, your just hoping the afterlife will go with ease. And then you’ll have your spontaneous Weasley with you forever.

Spontaneous (adj.): happening naturally, without planning or encouragement.

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By Whatever Means Necessary

Slytherins will use whatever means necessary to get their goals completed.

Sometimes that means putting in extra effort into their appearance so they feel more confident.

Sometimes it means no sleep and lots of coffee.

And almost always it means working smarter and not necessarily harder, there’s no point in working so hard you’re absolutely useless when the time comes.

"Nothing in life is free."

Gryffindor: Adventure is free.

Hufflepuff: Life is free.

Ravenclaw: Knowledge is free.

Slytherin: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

Draco Malfoy.

why do I love him so much.

Slytherin Code #2

Sure. Go ahead, break the rules. But whatever you do, don’t get caught.

“I do — Father says it’s a crime if I’m not picked to play for my House, and I must say, I agree. Know what House you’ll be in yet?”

— Happy birthday to Draco Lucius Malfoy