Request: Hey! So maybe you could do a Fred Weasley imagine where reader and twins are best friends like forever and they were always pulling pranks on people together. Although the reader loves both twins she is kinda like soulmate with Fred and realizes it.
Word Count: 1015
Warnings: Is this cheesy? My friend told me this was cheesy and I responded, “Nah, bro. This isn’t cheesy, it’s cute.”
Y/N laughed as she ran down the hall just a few feet behind Fred and George. The trio had pranked Filch and just barely made it without getting caught. Though Y/N was certain everyone who got pranked knew who had done it, sometimes they just couldn’t catch the three trouble makers.
The three pranksters quickly entered the Great Hall and sat down next to Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny. Their chests were heaving up and down as they all tried to catch their breath while laughing.
“What’d you do this time?” Ginny asked, leaning in and resting her elbows on the table and holding her head up with the palms of her hands.
“Ginny!” Y/N yelled, startling the youngest Weasley. The older girl continued in a posh voice, “Keep your elbows off the table! It’s impolite.”
“Since when have you known me to be polite?” Ginny retorted.
Y/N slightly tilted her head to the right in thought, then shrugged her shoulders, “I can’t really recall.” She then leaned over to Harry, who sat on her left, and whispered into his ear, “You’ve got yourself a keeper, Harry.”
He blushed, but quickly whispered back, “I thought she was a chaser?”
To which the high spirited girl narrowed her eyes and replied, “Touché.”
Fred then wrapped his left arm around Y/N’s shoulders and asked, “What do you want to do now? Prank a random student? Go to Honeydukes? Wander around the castle?”
“How about we eat first and do something later?” The girl spoke as she piled food onto her plate.
After the trio had finished their meal, they walked up to the Gryffindor common room and sat in front of the fire, telling stories, plotting pranks, coming up with prank ideas, and just overall talking and having a good time. When George retired to bed, Fred and Y/N continued the conversation with each other.
The two sat next to each other in front of the fire, the Gryffindor common room was vacant except for them. A soft orange glow lit up the room and illuminated the boy and girl that sat in front of the flames, defining their features even more.
A soft laugh suddenly filled the empty common room, and Y/N spoke through her giggles, “R-Remember back when we were nine and we pranked George? It was the funniest thing! Had he ever been pranked before then?”
Fred let out a soft chuckle, “I don’t believe so. I think we were the first to do it.”
“That-That’s even better!” Y/N laughed, “The expression on his face when he discovered the rubber snakes in his bed and on the floor was amazing! Best way to wake someone up, ever.”
Y/N was thrown into another giggling fit as Fred suddenly jumped on her and started wiggling his fingers up and down the girl’s sides. The Gryffindor girl’s laughter got louder and louder as Fred continued to tickle her.
“Sh!” Fred whispered with a large grin on his face, he continued to wiggle his fingers on the poor girl’s sides as her laughter continued, “You’re going to wake up Professor McGonagall and get us in trouble!”
“Y-you sh-oosh yourself mi-mister!” Y/N giggle as the tall ginger continued to tickle her as she tried to swat his hands away. She continued, “Qui-Quit tickling me!”
“Never!” Fred laughed. He suddenly stopped moving and Y/N felt him tense up, causing her to open her eyes and look at the Weasley twin.
“What’s wron-” She was cut off by lips placing themselves onto hers. Y/N tensed up as Fred kissed her, but soon melted into it and kissed him back. But right when she responded, the ginger pulled away and sat down on the ground beside her.
Y/N sat up confused as Fred blurted out, “I’m so sorry. I-I just couldn’t help myself. We were just so close and you’re so beautiful and I like you, like, a lot. And I think I might love you, but I don’t know and please tell me to shut up now.”
Y/N cut the rambling twin off as she placed her lips upon his, to which he immediately responded. The kiss wasn’t passionate or rough, but delicate and sweet. The two pulled away Y/N had a smile on her face and Fred looked confused and grateful.
“I like you, like, a lot too.” Y/N smiled as she copied Fred’s words and stood up, “And I might love you, also.”
Fred sighed in relief and gave the girl a huge hug, he then got down on one knee and held Y/N’s hand, “Will you, Y/N Y/L/N, be my girlfriend. Because I’ve loved you since I first met you and I want you to be mine, so I can show you off and say, ‘Yeah. Y/N’s my girlfriend. And she’s a downright amazing one if you ask me.’ And so I can hold your hand and kiss you and tell you you’re beautiful everyday, because you always look beautiful and nobody compares to you. I want you to be mine and I want to be yours. So will you, Y/N? Will you be my girlfriend?”
Y/N blushed and placed her hand on the side of his head and slightly pushed him, “Of course I’ll be your girlfriend.”
Fred cheered and stood up. He quickly picked the girl up and twirled her around, a large smile on both of their faces. As they sat down on the couch and cuddled, Y/N looked up at Fred and asked, “Do you really think I’m pretty?”
“You’re not pretty, you’re stunning. Sometimes I can’t look away from you during class because you’re so beautiful.” Fred responded, pulling the girl in closer and resting his chin on her head.