Request: Could I have a Fred Weasley imagine based on the song Bright
Aww that’s such a cute song!! And I did this 4th of July
themed, despite them being British, because y’know the day was yesterday but i still hear fireworks.
And I see colors in a different
You make what doesn’t matter fade
Life is good and that’s the way
it should be
You make me sing oh, la, la, la
You make a girl go oh oh
I’m in love, love
Did you see that shooting star
Were you dazzled by the same
Did you and Jupiter conspire to
I think you and the Moon and
Neptune got it right
‘Cause now I’m shining bright so
And I get lost in your eyes
“Y/n c’mon I want to paint your face! You said
I could earlier!” Ginny moaned annoyed beyond extent, holding a paint brush
lazily in her hand. Y/n giggled running a hand through her tangled curls adding
a better overall effect to the mess waves.
“I know Ginny, give it
a second. Have you seen my hat… or my sunglasses?” Y/n asked scavenging through
her mountain high pile of ‘summer’ clothes. Molly Weasley had invited Y/n to
spend the entire summer at the Burrow with the whole Weasley family. Which also
meant staying with her best friend, Ginny Weasley and her favorite twins and
boyfriend, Fred and George Weasley.
“My brother isn’t worth
getting all dolled up for, Y/n. I thought you had learned this by now. Tad bit ashamed
with you, not gonna lie.” Ginny teased lightly. Scoffing, Y/n grabbed the
nearest item in reach and whipped it across the room at the girl. Ducking out of
the way from a hair brush, Ginny held a hand over her heart acting hurt.
“Fred is too worth it.
Don’t mess with me unless you want me to start in on you and Dean and spill the
beans to your mother about this secret relationship….” Y/n mused navigating
around Ginny’s sloppy room, then taking a seat on the bed in front of her. The
youngest of the Weasley house hold gasped eyes as wide as gumballs,
“You wouldn’t dare!”
Y/n smirked wickedly opening the bottles of red, white and blue face paint.
“Try me, now hurry up!
I promised your brothers we’d be downstairs at 7, and it’s already 6:50.” Rolling
her golden eyes with a huff, Ginny set to work on the red and white striped
with a blue box in the top corner and little tiny white dots representing the
stars, American flag.
Y/n had grown up in
America with her mother, then moved back to England on her 10th
birthday, but never in either country that she lived in did she ever skip the “fireworks holiday” as she had called it
when only a child. Independence Day was one of her favorites with all the bright
lights and colors exploding in the sky. The 4th of July had become a
given to celebrate while around Y/n during this time and despite the Weasley
family not fully understanding how to approach the holiday with Y/n in the
house hold, they set to work.
Arthur had bought piles
and loads of fireworks along with sparklers made by the twins. It had been Fred’s
idea making such a big deal out of the 4th in hopes of his
girlfriend feeling more at home.
“There done… close
enough.” Ginny commented throwing her paint brush aside and pulling Y/n off the
bed dragging her down the steps. A bold yellow star was painted across Ginny’s
red cheek, curtsey of Y/n and parade of colors representing a fire cracker on
the opposite cheek. As the pair came towards the last step, voices could be
heard chit chatting about what to set off first and where to set them off and
where to watch the display.
Entering the kitchen,
out of the blue a hand clasped itself around Y/n’s waist snatching her hand
away from Ginny who seemed caught off guard. The owner of the tight gripped
hand, bent down and whispered softly in her ear sending a trail of goosebumps
down her spine.
“You look gorgeous, Y/n.”
Scarlet red flashed among Y/n’s rosy cheeks matching the distinctive voice to
that of her boyfriends. Ginny rolled her eyes making kissing gestures,
“Oh sod off, Ginny!
Thank you, Freddie.” Ginny giggled weaving through her siblings making her way
to the back door. Fred placed a chaste kiss to the side of Y/n’s head, then
twisted her around so the couple met eye to eye.
A golden star and some “star
dust” better known as sparkles lined the twins left cheek. A capital “U” in
red, “S” in white, and a “A” in navy blue was printed across his forehead,
clearly decked out in spirit.
“I could say the same
to you, Mr. America.” George snickered from the corner nibbling on a plate of
cheese and crackers. Fred smiled wide throwing his arm around Y/n’s shoulder
leading her to the back door Ginny had exited through only moments before.
A loud bang took in the
whole houses attention along with Ginny screaming for the family to come
“Guys you gotta see
this! Dad’s setting off the fireworks!” Ginny howled in amusement. Fred locked
his gaze with Y/n’s, tolling her with him out the door with the rest of the
Weasley’s behind them.
Looking up to the sky,
Y/n’s mouth fell into an “o” watching the extravagant colors bursting in the
sky, Fred caught site of her from the corner of his eye and almost melted at
her flawless look of surprise and childlike wonder. Y/n glanced over at him
only to see he had already been staring at her. She mouthed “what” but he only
shook his head, pecking her cheek.
“Don’t worry about it;
you just look so pretty tonight. I must be the luckiest man alive.” Y/n swatted
his arm swooning at his words.
“Stop it…” Fred smirked
hugging her from behind.
There were no words to
describe the beautiful scenery as Arthur, Bill, and Charlie stood to the side setting
a match to the bottled up fireworks lying in the grass. Molly took notice of
the crowd that had departure from inside the house and rushed over to them with
a grin handing each person their own individual sparkler.
“Now hold it steady
while I lit the tip…” And within seconds each sparkler was active and sizzling
with sparks igniting from the sides. Y/n turned to Fred smiling in awe, which he
returned. The couple took turn spelling out different words before the flame
Arthur laughed watching
the kids run free after Molly had passed out more sparklers. Fred chased Y/n
around the yard and soon George, Ron and Ginny gave in helping Fred to catch
Y/n with their sparklers pointed towards her like a wand. Fred started chanting
unknown spells as silly as, “Necto-mechto-Y/n-come here-presto”. Currently,
Fred’s hands were working endlessly at Y/n’s sides running his fingers up and
down causing her to giggle.
“Fred, quit tickling me!
I’m trying to watch the fireworks!” Y/n screeched trying to free herself from
his grip. Fred’s fingers were quick to leave, but were replaced by his hands turning
Y/n around and leaning his forehead against her own. Confusion laced Y/n’s
“What’re you-“ A wet glossy kiss was placed on Y/n’s parted lips as Fred’s
hands worked their way up to her cheeks holding them softly. As they parted
Fred grinned and Y/n mirrored his actions reaching for his hand and holding it
“I love more than
anything, Y/n. You really do look amazing tonight. Now let’s go set off some
fireworks. I thought up the perfect prank to play on Ron, we just have to get
George in on it and make sure mom doesn’t find out.”
The rest of the night
was full of laughter and fun that would never be forgotten as well as
Ron running around trying to rid the flames that ignited from his trousers.