by fred and george

Harry: ron, i have a secret that i’ve never told anyone

Ron: what is it?

Harry: you wont tell anyone?

Ron: no

Harry: you sure

Ron: yes

Harry: yes you’re sure or yes you’ll tell someone

Ron: i wont tell anyone!

Harry: okay… pinky swear?

Ron: *interlocks pinkies with Harry*

Harry: phew. Okay, i have trust issues

Ron: no shit

Weasley Twins x reader

Requested by : Anon

Being in a polyamory relationship with Fred and George would include?

Okay I had way too much fun writing this , it almost crossed the line oh well ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

It’s kinda short , but it’s cool ( I guess ? )


- oh the pranksters , and there’s two !!!

- double the trouble :D double the pleasure of course ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) if you know what I mean

- ’ she’s mine today , back off brother ! ’

- ’ oh shut the crap talk , let our princess decide will ya ? ’

- random make-out sessions with a twin with another twin dragging you away

- height gaps , looking like a dainty little fairy between the handsome giants

- them fighting for your attention

- trying to prank each other just to have a day with you alone

- ’ oh stop it will you ? I know exactly who you are !! ’

- ’ no way y/n , I’m Fred ! ’

- ’ well I can be anyone you wanted me to be , princess ’


Well , I hope you’d like this …… I like this a little too much with all the wrong reasons oh Merlins !

Prompt requests opened !!!! Please send me some , pleaseeeeee !!! I’ll love you forever 💕

And Headcanon requests are ALWAYS opened , send me asks lovelies :D

- Kace ✨

“at first you put your arms around me
then you put your charms around me
we stare into each other’s eyes
and what we see is no surprise”

Friendship poems dedicated to the reader
  • Harry: together we party,Together we cry
  • Kept every single secret,And covered every lie
  • Cus we are best friends till the day we die
  • Ron: when you smile,i get a reason to cheer,all the special ,moments so rear,all the things my dear,with you,life is so meaningful,my friend you are truly wonderful,love you a lot!
  • Hermione: what is life without the company of a good friend? Everything is so real and true,nothing to pretend,all I want to tell you,it may not be so new,but I so love you my friend,and this is absolutely true!
  • Ginny: there are very often times I stop and think about the certain people in my life I couldn't live without.i want to tell you now that I will always strive to be the very special kind of friend that you have been to me.
  • Luna: you are always willing to help me.you are willing to show me the way.you also stay beside me in life.with you there is a glow,with you I can solve all my problems with you I feel so blessed.my friend you make my life happy with glee!
  • Neville: thank you for the laughter,for the good times we share,thanks for always listening for trying to be fair. Thank you for your comfort when things are going bad,thank yo for the shoulder to cry on when I'm sad.this gift is a reminder that all my lifetime through,I'll be thanking heaven for letting me be friends with you.
  • Draco: friendship is like a golden thread that binds two hearts...a feeling that keeps growing even when we are apart...no matter where we are...I want you to know you're a friend I feel always close to!
  • Fred: if life is an ocean you are the water.if life is a feast you are the platter.if life is a tranquil sunset you are the seahorse.if life is a cozy home you are the welcoming door.if life is a mountain you are the pristine view my life,dear friend would be nothing without you.
  • George: you're the one who's by my side when no one else is there.you're the one I can always count on you always seem to care.you help me through the tough times,and when I've lost all hope you cry with me at sad times,and laugh at all my jokes.you never seem to judge me or even put me down,you put a smile on my face,when ever you see a frown. Thank you
  • Savannah: thank you for looking past my flaws and faults,for all the time you spend,for all the kind things that you do,or say so thank you thank you for being my best friend

Imagine Ginny Weasley walking through the halls and getting catcalled by a few boys. “Looking hot, Weasley!” One of them yells. Behind her, Fred and George start doing ridiculous poses, blowing kisses to the unsuspecting boys.

“I know,” they say in unison.

*After announcing the three champions that will compete in the triwizard tournament, Dumbledore grabs a fourth paper that just came out of the goblet of fire*

Dumbledore: Harry Potter

Harry:

Ron:

Hermione:

Ginny:

Fred, George and Lee Jordan:

Cedric:

Fleur:

Victor:

Draco:

Gryffindors:

Hufflepuffs:

Slytherins:

Ravenclaws:

The Teachers Table:

Molly Weasley watched her third oldest son turning his back to their family but never gave up on him.

Molly Weasley saw her husband at his weakest moment as he laid wounded in St. Mungo’s hospital. She never understood what muggles thought when they started praying to their god(s):                                                                         But that night as she sat at her husband’s hospital bed she couldn’t help but fold her hands, close her eyes and just hope that there was indeed a greater deity that could bring her husband back to her family.

Molly Weasley put a bandage around her fifth son’s head when he was bleeding onto her sofa, his ear ripped away. She did not let her heart and actions be ruled by panic and fear. She would not  risk her son’s life like that.

Molly Weasley saw her son that wasn’t her son dead in Hagrid’s arms and did not show how she broke inside. Instead, she gripped her wand a little tighter, bit her lip a little stronger and started to fight a lot grimmer.

Molly Weasley cried over her fourth son’s cold body, his last laugh still etched into his face. She witnessed her fifth son crumbling right then and there. She saw her family grieving and crying. She went through hell but reminded herself to keep going.

Molly Weasly got up and stared straight into the eyes of Narcissa Malfoy. 

Proud woman, blonde hair, pale skin.

Split lips, bloody cloak, sad eyes.

They did not exchange one word.

But one glance was enough.

Narcissa’s eyes darted to Fred, to Harry, then back to Molly. Her lean finger’s tightened indiscernibly around her son’s bony shoulder.

A nod.

The war had taken enough lifes. Enough children.

And as one mother to another, Molly Weasley nodded back.

au where JK Rowling leaves Fred Weasley the fuck alone