Imagine walking into Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes and noticing George looking around the shop all sad and sentimental and almost being able to feel his grief radiating off of him, so pretending that you needed various items around the shop just to try to distract him
Even though you only walked in to use the bathroom
And really having to pee the whole time
Little did you know he caught onto you about ten minutes in.
“Man, I am parched. Mind if I pour myself some water?”
“Speaking of water, have I shown you the fountains?”
“…No, but I saw them when I came in so-”
“Nonsense! You just have to see the engravings on them up close.”
It’s gotten to the point of you nearly whimpering now, so he takes pity on you and leads you in the general direction of the bathrooms
“Would you mind if I-”
“They’re under construction actually. Why? Do you have to go?”
Him not being able to hold it in anymore after seeing the expression on your face, and laughing so hard he nearly cries
You being really confused
But still having to pee so shifting awkwardly in a not so subtle i-need-to-wee dance that only makes him laugh harder
“I’m only joking, Y/N. Go ahead.”
You literally running the rest of the way to the bathrooms, which he finds endlessly amusing, and doesn’t fail to mention it to you later.
Him then asking you to tea.
“Aye, slow down on that. We both know your bladder isn’t what it used to be.”
A/N: Guys remember about a week ago I posted asking for help because I had to debate about whether Harry was a hero because he was in the right place at the right time? Well, I won the debate! Thanks for your help everyone!!
“Everyone, this is y/n!” Fred and George swung open the door to the Burrow and “presented” me to their family.
“Oh hello y/n, welcome to our home!” Mrs. Weasley gave me a warm hug.
“Thank you Mrs. Weasley!” I hugged Mr. Weasley and waved to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, as well as Fred and George’s older brothers, Percy, Charlie, and Bill.
My eyes met Charlie’s and he quickly looked away. If I saw correctly, his face turned red and he started blinking very fast. Fred and George saw this too and despite me trying to stop them, they glanced at each other and strode towards Charlie.
A/N: a random story that popped into my head! For all I know, it could be incredibly cringe worthy. I hope you all enjoy it, nonetheless! I have also made the reader a Gryffindor, because it just flowed nicely with the plot. Also, my requests are now open! Feel free to shoot me an ask or a message if there is something you want!
She has her nose pressed up against the window pane of the Gryffindor common room. Her fingers slowly trace the lines of frost dancing across the frosty glass.
It’s the middle of the night, and the world outside is covered with a thick blanket of fluffy white snow. The world is peaceful and quiet, and yet, she feels lost somehow.
Her mind is completely lost and her thoughts are as scattered as the fluttering snowflakes just outside her window. She shakes her head and pulls her icy fingertips away from the window. She really should have gone to bed by now, but she just can’t seem to sleep. Her mind is too scattered and she’s too confused to make heads or tails or her thoughts right now. Normally she has her act together. Normally she knows exactly what she should, would and could do.
But not when it comes to Fred Weasley.
He was a wild card, and she never expected herself to become friends with him, let alone fall madly in love with him.
She had always seen her Prince Charming as a tall, rugged, blond-haired, blue-eyed classic beauty. She never in a million years expected him to have red hair, or that playful smattering of freckles on his face, or those beautiful eyes that almost always had a mischievous twinkle in them.
They didn’t become friends until her third year, and she was surprised to see how much they actually had in common. They soon began to hand out more and more, and what used to be “Fred and George Weasley” slowly grew into “(Y/n) and Fred and George Weasley”.
Their friendship was wild, fun and filled with endless days of laughter. There were countless copies of silly photographs scattered around their dorms of their wild adventures, capturing some of their finest moments. Endless trips to Hogsmeade, days spent lounging out by the lake, days filled with Quidditch and laughs and smiles and all the best things in life.
The day that Fred asked Angelina to the Yule Ball instead of her broke her heart just a little bit. That was the day that she began to suspect that her feelings for Fred were something more than just pure platonic friendship. Those consuming feelings were swallowing her whole and she couldn’t get rid of them. So, naturally, she shoved them deep down inside her and forced herself to put on a smile instead. She would be happy, and she would continue acting like everything was perfectly alright in her seemingly picture perfect life.
She wants so desperately to scream out to the world her love for Fred, but she won’t let herself do it. He is her friend, and probably thinks of her as nothing more than that.
She shakes her head, jarring herself back to reality. She traces a tiny heart in the corner of the glass with her index finger, smiling at the simplicity of it. She slowly peels herself up and off of the bench, making her way over to the staircase leading up to her dorm. She would just have to deal with all of this in the morning.
The next day dawned as beautiful as ever, and (Y/n) woke up and peeled herself out of bed. She got ready for her day, following the same thoughtless routine. She was making her way into the common room when she was tapped on the shoulder by none other than Fred Weasley himself.
“So. (Y/n). You’re still on for Hogsmeade today, right?”
She raised her eyebrow.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You’ve just been sort of off lately. You haven’t been your normal self.”
She let out a single, melodic laugh.
“You have no idea, Fred. No idea.”
With that, she bid him farewell and rushed out the door.
Fred turned to George with a look of utter bewilderment on his face. George simply shrugged and shook his head.
She continued to sit at that same window, every night, hoping to reach some sort of conclusion to her problems. It was one fateful night when Fred happened to get up in the middle of the night, for some unknown reason. He didn’t notice (Y/n) at first, but when he did, he noticed the utterly confused look on her face. He paused for a moment, sighing.
“(Y/n), what are you doing up this late? You should be sleeping!”
She jumped, only registering Fred’s presence when he spoke. She looked up at him, blinked slowly and threw her hands into her face. Fred rushed over to her. He sat down on the bench next to her and gently asked what was wrong. She mumble that absolutely nothing was wrong into her hands.
“Now, we both now that isn’t true. Please, tell me what is wrong so I can try and help you.”
It was at that moment in time when she reached a conclusion and shattered into a million tiny pieces.
She said, all in a big rush “You’re not supposed to fall in love with your best friend!”
Fred’s face was unreadable. (Y/n) couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He turned his face to the window. She gently nudged him.
“Fred, what is it?”
“It’s George, isn’t it? You fell in love with George.”
She shook her head slowly, beginning to understand. Fred thought she was in love with his brother this entire time.
“Fred” she shook her head. “It’s always been you.”
He turned to look at her, doubt clouding his eyes.
“You’re not in love with George?”
“No. If anything, I love him as a brother.”
She smiled awkwardly.
“I understand if you don’t feel the same way… it’s just I’ve been thinking about it for so long, and I didn’t know what to do and I’m just honestly a mess right now so I really hope you’ll forgive me.”
Fred smiled and laughed a bit.
“You’re adorable when you ramble, you know that, right?”
“Are you sure? Because sometimes I just ramble when I’m nervous to fill up space and…”
He cut her off with a simple kiss, tangling his hands in her hair.
They break apart, hundreds of unspoken promises filling the air around them in that moment. He holds his arms out and pulls her into them. He waves his wand and summons a blanket over to the two of them, wrapping it around them. She leans her head on his shoulder, and everything is right in her perfect little world again.
“Sneaking out at night, aren’t we? How mischievous.” Fred spoke, teasing you with a smile.
“Is the prank supposed to go off tomorrow while the Slytherin’s are practicing?” George questioned.
Both men were on either side of you, as you three walked- well sneaked out of the castle, and outside, leading them to where you had a surprise for them. You had told the two boys that you had an idea for a prank that involved the Quidditch Pitch, but that you needed their help. The twins easily accepting as soon as you had said the word, “prank”. You had been best friends with the two boys since you met on the train that first year. You had taken notes on the two, being able to differentiate who was who, how different but also similar they were in personality, as well as personal interests, and their birthday. But they didn’t know that.
“Be patient, I have this all planned out.” You smiled as you all approached the Quidditch Pitch.
You quickly found yourself in the middle of the field, it was quite dark and hardly any of you could see anything. Just some fireworks sitting in the middle of the field. You grabbed out your wand from your robes, saying an incantation as the fireworks shot off quickly, lighting up the around in dashing colors. Fred and George’s eyes followed the sparkling beams of light as they had exploded into the air, the words “Happy Birthday Gred and Forge” appearing in bright letters, sparkling. There was no doubt in your mind that others from the castle could see this, just as your watch had hit midnight, April 1st. Fred and George’s birthday.
The two boys laughed and smiled with excitement as their eyes were practically glued to the scene. You took this opportunity to grab a bucket that was placed off to the side of the fireworks, though it could be mistaken for water, it was definitely not that. You went behind the boys, bucket in hand as you tossed the liquid over their heads, as a gasp of surprise emitted from both of them. Slime covered their hair, down their robes, nearly every inch of their body.
“Happy birthday you two! And Happy April Fools!” You smiled brightly as they two boys glanced at each other, then back you.
“Come here (Y/N!)” Both boys yelled as they quickly grabbed you, hugging you tightly as you could feel slime drench your body as they cuddled into you. You had wanted to protest, to try and break free. But you felt yourself lingering in their embrace as all of you laughed.
A/N: Thought I would post some Fred Fluff because let’s face it, his just adorable!
Pairings: Fred Weasley x Reader
Word count approx: 1151 words
Warnings: FLUFF, shouting?
Summary: all you want is for Fred to ask you to the Yule ball but when he doesn’t, things take an interesting turn.
The Yule ball was only two weeks away and I couldn’t have been more excited. I had everything already planned out, the dress, shoes and Angelina had even promised to fix my hair for me. The only problem however? They boy I really wanted to go with hadn’t asked me yet…
We had been seeing each other secretly for about three weeks - I still wasn’t sure why it was secret - and don’t get me wrong it was amazing; I had a crush on Fred for years before hand but we hadn’t quite crossed that line of “officially” dating. There was nothing else I wanted except hearing the word girlfriend out of his perfectly plump lips. Sigh.
Currently we were walking down to breakfast, standing close together but not touching; oh god I just wanted to reach out and grab his hand but of course George was also walking with us.
“Hmm?” He answered
“Can..can I talk to you for a minute?” I was nervously pulling on the sleeve of my robes. He looked over with a confused expression before nodding his head; leading me away from the hall and into the court yard.
“What’s up y/n?”
We sat down on the stone benches, my heart thumping widely against my rib cage.
“Well…I just want to know where we stand…”
“Stand?” He raised his eyebrows, a small smile tugging on his lips.
“Yes Fred…do…do you want to be with me?”
“Not this again!” He groaned, “why do you have to label it to be happy? Can’t you just appreciate spending time with me?”
“No!” I huffed, “there’s no commitment Fred! What’s to stop you waking up one morning and having secret little meetings with someone else? If you want to be with me you have to be all the way in”
“Do you honestly think I’m that kind of person y/n?” He hissed, his smile now replaced with an irritated frown.
“I don’t know what to think…you seem perfectly content running around behind everyone’s backs and snogging me…but you won’t even call me your girlfriend!”
“I don’t need a label to be happy” he stated.
I felt slightly deflated after he finished speaking, I couldn’t meet Fred’s eyes but I knew they would be glaring at me venomously, his eyes a darker shade of brown.
Without another word he stood up and walked away; I sat on the stone bench alone with a heavy feeling in my chest.
I hadn’t managed to see Fred all day; he didn’t come down at lunch time and missed the one class we had together. I was getting more and more frustrated as the day went on.
Walking into the hall for dinner I noticed once again the absence of both Fred and George; fine if he wanted to ignore me that badly then two could play that game!
“Are you alright?” Angelina asked cautiously as I slumped into my seat. “I’m guessing you spoke to Fred?”
Angelina was the only person I had told about us, when I was more excited about dating him. She looked at me sadly while rubbing my shoulder blades.
“Why won’t he just say it? That’s all I want Ange”
“His a boy y/n and probably far to used to that bachelor reputation he had”
“Yeah well he can’t have it both ways” I sighed. Before Ange could reply there was a tap on my shoulder; I turned around to see a flushed faced Hufflepuff, his floppy brown hair partially covering his face. I think his name was Josh?
“Uh hi” I muttered
“Hey y/n just wanted to know if you were going to the ball with anyone?”
“No” I huffed dejected, looking back down at my hands
“Oh! Well do..you wanna go…with me?” He asked timidly.
I looked up at his hopeful expression; blue eyes wide and sparkling. He was cute there was no denying it and if Fred wasn’t going to ask me then there was no point in waiting around for him.
“I would love to”
I felt Angelina kick me under the table as Josh walked away; looking around I saw Fred standing there, anger clearly written across his features. I gulped.
“Y/n…maybe that wasn’t the best decision” Ange whispered, her eyes were just as wide as mine.
“Well it’s his problem” I whispered back urgently.
Fred clenched his fists by his side, storming towards where I was sitting.
He lifted me off the seat with ease, keeping a vice grip on my wrist as he lead us back out of the hall; the whole of Gryffindor table staring at us.
We made it about three corridors away when he finally rounded on me, his face about as red as his hair.
“What the bloody hell was that!?” He shouted, I took a step back.
“You wouldn’t ask me!”
“Well I thought it would have been obvious that we were going together!”
“You can’t just assume everything Fred! I wanted you to ask!”
“Bloody hell…is this you getting back at me for not committing?”
I pursed my lips and looked away, okay maybe that was the exact reason I had said yes. Fred seemed to gage my reaction as a yes; he ran his hands over his face and groaned loudly.
“Fine you want commitment? I’ll show you commitment!”
He stalked off back towards the great hall, his shoulders tense. Gulping nervously I followed him, not exactly sure what he was about to do but scared none the less.
Some of the students turned to look at us as we walked through the doors but Fred paid it no attention. He lifted himself to stand on the end of the Gryffindor bench, grabbing the attention of almost everyone.
I tried to pull him away by his hand, but he wouldn’t budge. My face turned Crimson as he began to speak.
“Y/N Y/L/N IS MY GIRLFRIEND AND HAS BEEN FOR THREE WEEKS! I’M THE ONLY ONE TAKING HER TO THE BALL!”
He pointed his finger threateningly towards Josh, whose mouth was gaping open at the confession. I buried my face into my hands as everyone stared at us; but I couldn’t help the small smile that I had from his deceleration.
Fred hoped off of the bench and pulled me flush against his body, kissing me harshly, hands tangled into my hair.
The Gryffindor table behind us clapped loudly, some cheering. I smiled into the kiss.
“Those were certainly strong words Fred Weasley are you sure you can keep them?” I teased as we broke away. He smirked down at me with a cocked eyebrow
“Definitely…no one else is ever having you”
I placed my hands on either side of his face, pulling his lips towards me once again. I couldn’t have been happier.
Warnings: Smut, pure smut, blowjob, unprotected sex, not really a threesome, but George is watching
Word count: 1334
Summary: After watching the twins drift ever since you began dating George, you decide that the best way to get the boys close again is to give them the best birthday present of all-you.
A/N: Ok, so…requested fic by anon - Would you do another Fred W x George W x male!reader smut pleaseeee? Where reader is dating one of the twins but the other twin gets jealous tyyyy❤ Ok, so, not a full threesome, but it’s sorta there. Also, sorry this took sooo long!! Hope u like it
Request: I was wondering if you could write a story about Y/N is hermione’s little sister who attends hogwarts with her and starts to work for Fred and George helping them manage all of their pranks
Requests are always open, hope you enjoy! xo
“Hello, little Granger,” Fred Weasley said,
slinging his arm over Y/N’s shoulders. Though she was only two years younger
than the twins, they towered above her, and she had to tilt her head back quite
far to look up at the boy’s grinning face.
“Hey Fred, where’s George?” Y/N asked.
Before he could reply, George came up behind her and ruffled her hair.
“Right here,” he said, tucking a piece of
parchment into his pocket.
“You’ve got the Map, who are you looking
for?” She replied, raising an eyebrow.
“We were looking for you. We need your help
again,” Fred muttered, and Y/N immediately chuckled.
“Which poor bloke are we pranking now?” She
Harry Potter Fam, I’m in need to write Harry Potter fanfics but there’s just way too many I want to write! So I ask you to either reblog a name, or names, that you’d like to be written about in the HP universe! All ideas are welcome!
Request: Anon- could
you please write a fred weasley oneshot where the reader is an introverted and
kind of reserved hufflepuff and he’s taken a lot of interest in her from afar
and tries to talk to her
Request: Hey, could you do a Harry Potter thing where the main character is the Slytherin prefect and on the quidditch team and all that. And she’s one of the cool Slytherins that is generally nice to everybody. Like, she pokes fun but nothing too serious. And her two best friends/nemesis are the Weasley twins. And they’re in a sort of prank war and she does this really brilliant prank and Fred finally realises that he likes her as more than a friend.
You were the perfect Slytherin girl. You took pride in being an A* student and being a chaser on the quidditch team. You were very nice to everyone and had no beef with anyone. Your best friends were George and Fred Weasley. You had a love hate relationship though. You were sat outside Fred and George’s bedroom in the grand Hogwarts. You were waiting for one of them to come by. One of them to walk into their room to what you had laid out for both of them.
You were thinking.
Flashback You, Fred and George had always been the best friends. The moment you’d sat behind them at the great feast and you heard them scoffing food down them and, basically, eating like pigs. It was clearly a Weasley thing, as you’d noticed their younger brother Ron, too, ate like this. You turned to them.
“Can you quiet down?” you laughed, looking at bright orange hair and extremely similar faces. You squinted your eyes, trying to see some kind of difference between the faces.
I’m Fred" replied one of the ginger twins.
“George” said the other. You looked at him and tilted your head. They had completely ignored your question, which automatically caused you to roll your eyes. They laughed and you frowned.
“Something funny?” you asked, still frowning at the twins. They, who were still laughing, looked at each other but didn’t reply. They turned back round and continued eating like pigs. You laughed to yourself and then continued to eat and talk with your friends.
A few days after the first meeting with the Weasley brothers. You were hanging around in the Gryffindor common room, even though you obviously weren’t meant to. You were hanging around with your friends and noticed a kettle. You loved pranking people. You looked at the tins next to the kettle and grabbed the sugar tin. You laughed and poured all the sugar in the bin, at this point, your friends knew what you were doing and ran to get you some salt. When they had came back to the room, you grabbed the salt and poured some into the sugar tin. You were smiling and went to sit by your friends. All of you were waiting for someone to walk in and make some tea. Suddenly, two ginger, similar looking boys walk in. You smile looking at them both, remembering the sounds of them gobbling food. One of them, walked towards the kettle and began making tea. You looked at all your friends and they were looking down, attempting not to laugh. The boy poured two mugs of tea and then put a few spoons of “sugar” in them. They both grabbed a mug and began to drink. You looked up and before you could stand up and greet them, the pair had spat tea at each other. Your friends were squawking with laughter and you were crying with laughter, you stood up and walked towards them.
“That was disgusting…” you looked at the one, who said it. You set your mind back to the day you’d met them in the Great Hall, where you first tried to familiarise yourself with their facial features. You smiled as you remembered which one was which.
“George” you pointed at the one, who had spoken. They looked at you and tilted their heads.
“I’m Fred” he replied.
“I’m George…” the other one laughed.
“But, you said…” you looked at them both confused while they screamed laughing. You’d been pranked by them. With their names. THEIR NAMES. You smiled mildly.
“How was the tea, George” you turned to Fred and questioned, his eyes widened and you got very close to him. You saw it in Fred’s eyes he had realised you were the one who changed the sugar for salt. You cackled and George was pointing and the sugar and pointing at you, you could see him in your peripheral vision. You turned to him. “What’s up, Fred?"
You stood up and they both laughed. You were, also, giggling. You couldn’t help it.
"Of course, a Slytherin would prank the innocent Gryffindors” George joked
. “Hey! You two started it!” you chuckled.
“Commence the prank war!!!” shouted Fred and you all laughed. End Flashback
Fred and George Weasley walked round the corner and Fred walked right into you.
“Hey!” you shouted, then realised who it was and began to giggle uncontrollably.
“Sorry, Y/N…” whispered Fred and George was howling with laughter like a monkey. You flicked him in the forehead.
“I came here but neither of you were in your room so I thought I’d wait for you…” you smiled. The pair looked at each other with fear in their eyes and you just continued to smile, innocently. Both of them reached for the door handle and pushed the door open, panicked. George walked out of the room again.
“Y/N, what have you done?” he was shocked but he was smirking, so you knew it was okay. You walked into their room, which was currently covered from the floor to the ceiling in pictures of you. You knew it would take them ages to clean up and that’s why you did it. You were laughing so hard, you had to sit down on Fred’s bed. Fred smiled at you and he peered into your eyes so deeply, you could feel his gaze burning. Fred and George did a ‘discreet’ nod to each other and George walked out of the room.
“Your faces were priceless, where’s George going?” you were still in hysterics but curious. Fred was smiling, a lot, at your amusement.
“Y/N, you are the best at pranks…” Fred whispered. You creased, a little more.
“I know” you replied and he shook his head, smiling.
“Y/N…” he spoke, shaking a little.
“Fred?” you inquisitively replied, confused by his sudden nervousness.
“I like you, like, I like you, a lot…” he stuttered and you looked at him deep in the eyes and smiled.
“I like you too, George” you replied cheekily.
“No, it’s me, Fred” he panicked some more and you laughed and placed your lips on his. You both shared a long, overdue kiss.
Request: @crazygirl107 said
So along with Carl, I’m Fred Weasley Trash XD. So can you do an imagine where The Reader is Harry’s Twin sister and has feelings for Fred? I don’t have anything else I just like that idea"
Warnings: None that I know of :)
Authors Note: Fred Weasley was taken from us too soon smh
**************************************“Ugh. Would you stop drooling? It’s making me sick.” Y/n’s twin brother, Harry, said, wrinkling his nose with disgust. “Yeah Y/n. Why do you even like my brother?!” Ron exclaimed incredibly. Y/n shrugged, looking down to hide the pink glint of her cheeks. “Oh hush! I think it’s adorable, Y/n.” Hermione said, laying her hand on top of Y/n’s. “Gee. Thanks, ‘Mione” Y/n said sarcastically. “I thinks it’s about time Fred knows, though.” Hermione continued. Y/n’s eyes widened. “No! He can’t know! He’ll just think I’m a weird 4th year!” Y/n said frantically. “Oh bloody hell, Y/n! Can’t you see?! He’s had a crush on you since 2nd year!” Ron said. “Yeah. You’re just oblivious, Y/n.” Harry agreed. “So is he, though.” Hermione laughed. Y/n’s eyes widened as both the twins came towards the table she was sitting at. “Hello!” They both greeted, George taking the open seat beside Harry and Fred taking the open seat beside Y/n. Y/n’s cheeks noticeably heated up as Hermione gave her a wink and Harry smirked. “Oi Fred! I think our sweet little Y/n has something to tell you.” Ron exclaimed, Harry and Hermione frantically nodding along. Y/n shook her head. “Where’d you get that idea from, Ronnikins” Y/n teased Ron. Ron’s smile dropped as he glared at Y/n. Fred and George laughed. “This is why she’s our favourite.” George laughed. “Actually I think Fred has something to tell Y/n, too.” George said, noticing how his twin’s face turned as red as his hair when he sat next to the girl he liked. “Alright. I’m not scared. Y/n, I’ve liked you since your second year.” Fred confessed, his eyes widening when he realized what he had said. Y/n laughed. “You’re bloody joking.” Y/n shook her head. “I’m not actually.” Fred smiled. “I’ve liked you since I got here.” She confessed, too. Fred smiled wider. “Maybe we should do something about that.” Fred leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Making George, Ron, and Harry groan loudly, and making Hermione and Ginny, who had arrived moments before, “aww” loudly. Once they pulled away, Y/n smiled at Fred. “Would you maybe want to go to Hogsmeade with me?” Fred asked. “Of course.” Y/n kissed him on the cheek and was soon pulled away by Ginny and Hermione dragging her back to the Gryffindor common room.
Percy told me a lot about his family, about his brother Charlie who works with dragons, about his mother who is apparently the most kind hearted person in the world with also amazing cooking skills, and his dad who is obsessed with muggle’s. And Bill ofcourse the husband of the glamour Fleur Delacour.
Percy’s nice little brother ron told me full of enthusiasm about their house on the train. Ginny his little sister told me about the clock in their house that’s shows everyone where they are. Kind of awesome if you ask me. So I was really exited all the way to weasley residence.
And luckily it was time to get off the train. I walked after Percy to his parents.
“(Y/n) nice to meet you!” I immediately felt welcome by his parents. I shaked Percy’s mother her hand. “Hello! I’m (y/n).” After shaking his mothers hand I shaked his dads hand. The English manners ofcourse. “I’m molly and this is my husband Arthur! I really want you to feel welcome in our home. Bill wouldn’t be with us this vacation because he is being bizzy. But Charlie is waiting by the car.” I smiled at both of the parents. I felt warm, and loved. I walked after everyone and talked a bit to the twins about how exited I was.
When I came to the car.. the chatterbox I became silence immediately after seeing the boy standing against the car. It was just like a movie. “This is my brother Charlie.” Said Percy. I shaked his hand and smiled shyly at him. “Hi, I’m (y/n).” I didn’t know what was happening.. “Nice to meet you, (y/n).” Charlie said smirking. I blushed and looked away quickly. “Nice to meet you to.” I looked at him again and we stood there just smirking at each other. Percy rolled his eyes at me. “Come on (y/n).” Charlie blushed heavily and jumped behind the wheel. “Why are you blushing (y/n)?” fred and George said to me smirking. “Shut up. I mean it.” I said whispering. All the way to the weasley residence I was looking out of the window, staring at the beautiful sky. I saw blue, pink and purple all mixed together to an outstanding sky full of beauty.
“(Y/n) where here!!” Ginny shouted. I woke up from my thoughts and opened the car door.
“It’s not much, but it’s home.” Ron said. Harry laughed. “I remember this sentence. I do not feel special anymore! You tell this to everyone who comes here don’t you!” Harry said joking. I laughed along with the boys. “It’s amazing! Ginny I would love to see that clock!” Fred hinted george and they both looked at Charlie. Fred walked over to Charlie. “Charlie please stop staring, she is 17 man.” I pretended I didn’t hear them and helped harry and ron with the suitcases. “Shut the fuck up fred. Get out of my face before I slap you.” Fred laughed really hard. “Phase one. Denial.” Fred started running
While Charlie was chasing him angrily. I moved the trunks in the house and looked around me. “This is out the clock I was talking about.” Ginny said while pointing at the clock. “Awesome.” Fred stormed into the house with Charlie chasing him. “Stop it boys! Stop it!” Molly pulled fred by his collar. “Charlie I’m surprised that I even have to tell you this. You are a grown man!” Harry, ron, Arthur and George also walked into the house. “Ginny are you going to help me prepare the dinner? And fred, Charlie you have to clean everything afterwards. WITHOUT magic.” Fred sighed and walked upstairs after ron and Harry. “Molly, can I help you with the dinner?” Molly smiled. “No you are my guest!” I walked towards her. “I insist, I like to help.” Charlie walked towards the dishes. “Charlie! No magic.” Charlie sighed. “You can help charlie with the dishes, Ginny and I will start with the dinner preparations. You can always help us when you finish the dishes with charlie.” Ginny and molly walked over to the garden to get some ingredients for dinner. Charlie threw me a towel and started washing. “You don’t mind drying do you?” I grabbed a plate from probably yesterday and started drying it. “No I don’t mind, I don’t really care if I dry or wash.” Charlie started washing the dishes again. “I just can’t wrap my head around it.. how did you and Percy became friends? You look like an relaxed person.” I laughed. “Percy and I met in 4th year, we didn’t became friends until 5th year when he let me helped me study for the final tests of the year. Percy really is a good friend, it just takes him a lot of time to let down his strict walls. And it’s funny to troll him.” Charlie smiled. “I think it’s also great Percy found a great friend like you.” I couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful smile. “That’s nice of you, why do you think that?” Charlie put down the pan he was washing. “I can sense that by people. I just feel some kind of attraction to you.. and I..” molly walked in with Ginny walking behind her. Charlie grabbed the pan again and started washing everything twice as fast. I dried everything but after that I couldnt get Charlie’s words out of my head..
Flower Prince Fred//Fred Weasley x Ravenclaw!Reader Imagine
Fred Weasley’s POV
Y/N was almost always in the library. She was a Ravenclaw, but she was different. I knew there was something different about her from the moment I laid eyes on her. One Saturday morning, I saw her sitting at the Ravenclaw table eating her breakfast and reading her book. For some reason, I couldn’t look away. I guess that’s how I ended up where I was at the moment. Sitting in the library, pretending to read a book, when really, I was watching her. Not in a creepy way, I was just trying to fathom her out. George told me to just be honest with her, and ask her to Hogsmede, but my Gryffindor confidence faltered when I was around her. On this particular day, I felt like it was going to go right. I felt as though I had to talk to her. So I decided to get up, and do it.
Y/N POV I felt someone sit down in the seat next to me. I looked up from my book and felt a look of surprise spread across my face. It was Fred, one of the Weasley twins, and I was confused to say the least. He was the the complete opposite of me, and I had no idea why he was sitting next to me.
“Hi. I’m Fred.” He said with an adorable smile. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you?” “Is it? You don’t sound so sure.” I laughed quietly at his last comment. “Yes, it is nice to meet you, but I’m just confused as to why I have the pleasure.” “I’m going to be honest with you.” “Okay…” “First of all,” Fred started with a smirk, “You looked loney sitting here all by yourself, and I must admit, you also looked pretty.” “Well, I could say the same about you. I didn’t know a trouble-making Gryffindor such as yourself liked to read.” “I don’t. I was pretending because I was watching you. Not like a stalker, that would be creepy.” I let out another breathy laugh before Fred continued. “I was wondering if you’d like to go to Hogsmede with me tomorrow?” “I would love to.” “Meet me outside the great hall after breakfast.” “Okay. Oh, and by the way, when you’re stalking someone in the library, make sure your book is the right way up.”
Fred blushed and laughed, then walked away. I decided to go back to the Ravenclaw common room and tell my friends. I couldn’t wait. I also couldn’t believe someone like Fred Weasley liked me.
Fred Weasley’s POV I ran the rest of the way back to the Gryffindor Common Room, and when I walked in, I saw George sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace.
“George! Guess what just happened?!” “What? Did you get another detention from Fitch?” “No! I asked Y/N to Hogsmede and she only went and said yes!” George high-fived me. “Yes Fred! I told you that would happen if you asked her.” “She’s so beautiful, I can’t believe she said yes to me!” “I’m happy for you Fred.” “Thanks George.”
Y/N POV I woke up early the next morning with a feeling of excitement that wouldn’t let me rest. I decided that trying to go back to sleep would be more pointless than reading a book with pages missing. Quietly, in order not to wake my friends, I went into the bathroom and started to get ready. I kept my makeup minimal, because I didn’t want to make it look like I had tried too hard. I then I had to decide what to wear. As it was spring, I basically had free reign on my outfit. I decided to go with light blue jeans, a baby pink, short sleeved button-down, white DM’s, and a flower crown to top it all off, which looked really nice against my curled hair. By the time I was happy with my outfit, everyone else was up and ready too. My friends and I headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast, but I already knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep any food down.
I downed a cup of coffee and headed over to the Gryffindor table to where the Weasley twins were sitting. “Morning Fred.” I said with a smile. “Morning Y/N, you ready to go?” “Yeah.” “Okay, let’s go. See you, George.” “You kids have fun.” He said with a smirk and an eyebrow raise.
We headed out of the Great Hall and made our way to Hogsmede. The whole day was amazing. We went in most of the shops, and had a butterbear in The Three Broomsticks. Fred and I talked about nothing and everything at the same time. When we went back to the castle at the end of the day, Fred asked me if I wanted to go back to the Gryffindor Common Room for a bit since it was still quite early. I agreed.
“Fred, are you sure I’m allowed to come back to your Common Room.” “I’m sure it’ll be okay.” “Alright.”
We went inside, and as soon as I did so, I felt warm. The Gryffindor Common Room was cozy and decorated in reds and maroons. It was lovely, but very different from the Ravenclaw Common Room. It was empty apart from us, probably because everyone was down at dinner. Fred and I sat on a sofa close to the fire.
“I had a really nice time today Fred. Thank you.” “I did too Y/N.” I took the flower crown off of my head and placed it on his. He looked adorable let me tell you. “Flower Prince Fred. You look perfect.” I said with a giggle. Fred smiled at me. I saw a twinkle in his eyes and he thought something over in his head. He leaned in slowly, and stopped just millimetres from my face. “I think it’s safe to say that I like you a bit more than I originally planned to.” “Me too.”
Our lips collided, and it felt perfect. Fred tasted like butterbeer and sunny mornings. The kiss was passionate, and just how I expected it to be and more. The flower crown fell to the floor, but I hardly noticed. I was just about to move onto his lap when George came bursting in.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” He said with another smirk. I looked at Fred and gave him another kiss. “I’m going to go back to my own Common Room now, but I’ll see you tomorrow Flower Prince Fred.”
I said that for the soul purpose of knowing that George would tease him about it when I was gone. I still wasn’t over the fact that someone like Fred chose someone like me, but I wasn’t going to complain. I liked him as much as he liked me, and he made me feel like someone more than a shy Ravenclaw who read books.
I’m sorry for this it’s trash, and sorry if it’s nothing like what you wanted but I did my best. I’ve never written a Fred Weasley imagine, but it was really fun. I might write a part two to this.. Enjoyyy! Also, this isn’t edited.