I got a letter in the mail today, which would usually be a very odd occurrence. Except it got weirder.
It was addressed in my own writing. Of course I’m like ????? because the last and only time I sent an SASE had got to be like, 3-5 years ago when I wrote a letter to an author.
I open it, and it is in fact a like, three year belated reply from @maggie-stiefvater of a really nice postcard and bookplate. I am baffled, but pleased, which I think is my intended state of emotions. I would like to apologize personally to Maggie for all the thirteen year old rambling in indecipherable pencil she received. All I can remember is rambling about Cole, from her Wolves of Mercy Falls series. I’m pretty sure it was something like two lined pages long, front and back. I have not become any less dramatic with age, that’s for sure.
(Also, because this seems like a fitting thing to add to this story: I entered Maggie’s art contest… a year ago? Two years ago? I received a tarot card for my efforts. It was the Empress card — telling me to embrace the outdoors. I was two days from starting the outdoor education program that changed my life.)
Oliver and Felicity interact with each other in 516, made me realize that there
is an underlying and unspoken dynamic going on under the surface. No matter how
hard each of them tries to keep the wall up between them, they see their history
together every time they look into each others eyes. It’s a connection. It doesn’t
have to be implied or spoken. Despite his flaws and imperfections, Oliver loves
and trusts Felicity. It isn’t about romance or sex or cuddling on the couch. It’s
his gratitude to her that she lets him love her. It’s completeness. It’s the third
element to the trifecta of Oliver’s growth—between his darkness and his light,
she is the balance. She makes the difference. She is him winning when he thinks
Felicity is her way of letting herself be herself. No holding back or showing facades’,
she is all in when he’s in her space. A really hitting home moment for me was
at the end of 411 when Felicity showed Oliver a picture of her Gothic past.
Oliver’s wow reaction and Felicity’s laughter by it was one of those rare
moments in a relationship when you both realize that you are going to have a
long life together. It’s an acknowledgement that one doesn’t’ work without the
other. Even though Oliver’s lie was still there hovering in the background, both of them had already taken that important
step—to forgive is to forget. Even though they are currently out of sync,
both of them are forgiving people. They inspire each other to be trustworthy. As
dark as it gets for these two, that light is still there inside of both of
them. When they merge, it will be as bright as the sun. It will not be blinding
or harmful. It will be clarity. It will bring everything about who they are out
in the open. They are each others
balance. They keep each other steady, and upright and strong.
This is what
I see every time Oliver and Felicity are in the same room together. They are soul
mates. They are standing close to each other, but they are also keeping their distance
as individuals. They are separate but together. It is the definition of a
paradox. A person can’t exist unless that person once existed. You can’t be one
without the other.
Their love and
trust for one another is their own version of E=MC2. It’s all relevant.
Oh shit! I walk in on my husband masturbating the other day. I guess he thought I was out but, nevertheless, he doesn’t bother to stop when I walk in. So I sit on the bed and watch him stroke his hard cock to pictures he’s looking at of a sexy, naked blonde. I’ve seen her before; she works with my husband. “I didn’t realize you were fucking her,” I said. He looks at me, smiles and says, “There’s a lot you don’t know, but I’m not fucking her yet.” While still stroking his cock, he tells me to take off my panties and play with myself, if I wish, while he shows me some pictures he has. [I love pictures and I love playing with myself, so I obey.] He tells me that, at the office, when no one is around, she lets my husband suck on her big tits, which are obviously fake but way hotter than mine. He shows me a picture of his mouth sucking on her nipple. Wow! [We just started picture time and I’m already so wet!] And, according to my husband, she’s an amazing cocksucker as he shows me a picture of the sexy slut on her knees, looking up at my husband, with his huge cock down her throat! “Oh, and what makes her even more amazing is that she swallows,” he said. [Yeah, I don’t, really.] And, of course, he has a picture of her with cum in her mouth. [Damn, she can have his cock and eat it too, baby!] She looks fucking sexy, though! I can see why my husband wants to fuck her! I ask if he has any pussy shots of her [which he knows are my favorite]. By this time, he seems like he’s close to cumming and I’m afraid I might not get to see those pictures. Fortunately, he shows me a picture of her, sitting on his chair, legs spread wide over the arms, my husband spreading her pussy lips with his free hand. And, if that wasn’t beautiful enough, his next picture shows my husband’s tongue on her clit. Wow! At this point, my husband decides he wants to ram his cock into my ass; I suppose to use me as an outlet. Despite my protests, he gets my asshole nice and wet and fucks me hard while he keeps looking at pictures of her. After my husband cums, he tells me that he plans on fucking her the next time they’re alone in the office. And, being the good wife that I am, I nod and say, “I think that’s a good idea but promise me you’ll take pictures of your cock in her pussy.” Damn, he’s a lucky man!
Seventeen Reaction: How they would describe you to other members
Request: How Woozi, Wonwoo, Joshua and S.Coups would describe you to other members?
A/N: @allotherusernamesweretaken3578 hello lovely! I hope that this is what you wanted and isn’t too general, thank you for your request, like I said you’re stunning!
It was clear for all of the members that Seungcheol was absolutely smitten with you, there was something about you that turned him all squishy and he couldn’t stop bragging to his members about how special you were. ‘Guys! Have you seen Y/N’s new instagram picture? Look at her hair… it’s so shiny… and her eyes? Wow…’ Just like that he had become surrounded by the members, half to see the picture and half to poke and jab at their leader for becoming such a mushy boyfriend.
As soon as you left after having dinner with Josh and the boys, Joshua would flop on the sofa staring at the ceiling. ‘You see what I mean though guys? She’s perfect… funny, beautiful, sweet, how on earth does she see me?’ ‘Josh, you’ve been dating for 6 months, she’s into you dude’ Vernon would chime in, swatting him on the head leaving Joshua smiling and blushing to himself. The boys would simply roll their eyes, leaving Josh in his little fantasy world.
I don’t think Woozi would be as sentimental as the other two, or at least he wouldn’t say it as much but that didn’t mean anything. When he came back from a date with you and Jeonghan asked him how it went he couldn’t help but gush a little: ‘honestly hyung how did I get so lucky? She’s got the most beautiful smile and she’s just so much fun to be around, I think I could be doing anything with her and I’d be having fun, y’know?’ Maybe that’s when he realised he was in deep.
I think whenever Wonwoo would talk about you to the guys, he would be solemnly speaking from his heart. He admired you so hugely that he could only say kind things, from your looks, to your personality, to the way your smile lit up an entire room. The only way he could truly explain how he felt to the other members was that you were ‘like a missing piece of a puzzle he had found and now everything’s just a little clearer and taking shape.’
A/N: a) This is so cheesy asdfghjk also I’m sorry this isn’t gender neutral as I usually try and make them but it was just a little tricky with the request so my sincerest apologies for that my lovelies <3
Granger was now staring at was once has been the wall separating the
two flats. She could clearly see her neighbor holding the club that
obviously destroyed the wall. However, it didn’t stay in his hands
for long as he quickly hand it to one of his friend behind him.
his fault, I swear!”
the first time in years, Hermione Granger was speechless.
the hell?!” was all she could say.
what the hell have you done?!” cried Hermione. She couldn’t believe
that there was now a hole in her living room which combined her flat
and Fred Weasley’s.
told you it was Lee’s fault, Granger!”
accusing the poor guy! How could you do that?!”
was an accident, I swear!”
let out a sigh. She knew her neighbor was childish, but she didn’t
know it was that much. And right now, she needed him to be serious.
know it will take weeks to repair that, don’t you?”
that means that we’ll be flatmate. We should take advantage of the
situation, don’t you think?” he winked at her.
didn’t see the book until it hit him in the face.
was that for?!”
being such a perv!”
tell me you didn’t think about it, Granger,” he smirked. This time,
he caught the book before it hit him, “stop throwing books at me,
I’ll get hurt!”
the goal,” she sighs, “let’s just clean all this mess for now.”
hung up the phone, massaging her temples. If only the headache that
appeared after Fred had the great idea to extend his flat could
what did they say?” he asked as he was making tea for both of them.
have to call them back later, but they say it would take at least a
month before they come fix that.”
sorry about that,” he apologized handing her the cup.
okay, what’s done is done.” She took a sip and sighed of
contentment, “thanks,” she says.
were silent for a moment before Hermione put her cup down and took a
since we’re going to be kind of roommate for the next month, here are
up, I don’t want to see you half naked in my living room.”
would like that, though,” he said with one of his famous smirk
no one crosses the wall, understand?”
what west Berliners would say.”
couldn’t help but laugh at this. Before she could say anything else,
he started, “I see you have a functional toaster here, mine is
completely broken – George threw it out of the window – could I
use yours on mornings?”
course not,” she answered.
just smirked at that “Game of Thrones begins next week and I have a
pretty big television, you know.”
you can use it, but just on mornings. You can’t cross the line aside
just laughed “You’re so easy to convince!”
alright,” he begins after he stopped laughing, “what is next,
don’t call me that please. For the second rule, I beg you, stay
dressed,” she pleaded.
on, Granger. I know you dream of me every night,” he stopped her
before she could say anything, “but since we’re on this rule thing,
I’m asking you to keep your bloody cat in your side.”
would really like it if you show some respect to Crookshanks.” The
look on Fred’s face stopped her in her thougths. “Anyway, what did
he ever do to you?”
time he sees me, he attacks me!”
would never do that!”
swear that bloody cat will kill me someday,” he cried.
men are such babies,” she complained, “alright, I’ll try to keep
him in my side, but I can’t guarantee that.”
enough for me.” With one long sip, Fred finished his tea, put the
cup in Hermione’s sink, and before crossing the wall to head back in
his flat, adds, “Night, Granger.”
Fred woke up the next day, he felt something soft on his face. It
took him a couple of seconds to realise he couldn’t breath. Quickly,
he removed what was on his face so he could finally breath. When he
opened his eyes, another pair of eyes met his. Sighing, he took the
Hermione’s cat in his arm and get out of his bed.
cat,” he muttered, “gonna rule the world one day.”
he crossed the wall, released Crookshanks who ran farther in
Hermione’s flat, and made his way into the kitchen. He opened a few
cupboards before he found the bread. Quickly, he cut it in half and
put it in the toaster.
are you doing here,” asked a voice behind him that made him jump of
surprise. With a smirk, he turned around to see Hermione trying to
there, sunshine, had a good night?” Hermione only muttered
something he didn’t understand before he continued, “want some
yes please,” she hummed.
a wink and a smile, Fred turned around to make her a toast. Letting
out a yawn, the woman looked at the man in front of her. She had to
admit that he was really handsome, there was no denying it. And he
had a nice body too. She couldn’t help but let her eyes wandering on
his bottom. She bit her lips. Yep, he was easy on the eyes. Maybe it
wasn’t that bad, she thought. All that flatmate thing could have some
good sides. It has been a long time since a man stood in her kitchen
making breakfast for her. She missed that.
one toast for the beautiful lady!”
voice cut her in her thoughts and she rose her head with a smile.
you, sir,” she said in a light tone.
took a bite of her toast and let out a moan. At least, he knew how to
make good toasts.
miss Granger, were you checking me out?”
chocked on her food and felt herself turned red. He saw her checking
him out shamelessly!
Of course not! I mean, yeah you’re handsome and all but- No! I wasn’t
checking you out! Nothing of that! No-”
down, Granger,” he laughed, “don’t be ashamed. Feel free to look
whenever you want.”
blush was still present when he disappeared in his flat.
minutes later, Hermione was back in her living room, her high heels
were clicking along with her footsteps, ready to leave for work. She
was going through her back, checking whether she forgot something
when she felt a presence beside her. She looked up to see Fred in
nothing but a towel, still wet from his shower.
he- What are you doing?”
forgot my phone here,” he replied.
it couldn’t wait until you get dressed,” she exclaimed, her face
redder than ever.
on, Granger, you like it,” he winked.
that comment, she became even redder and let her frustration escaped
in a sight. “Never mind,” she blew and left her flat, leaving a
smirking redhead behind her.
a week, Hermione realized that all the rules she made up when the
wall was first broken would be unnecessary. Fred would always find a
way to break them and invade her privacy, and would always get away
with it. In a week, it seems that he found out how to work his way
out of Hermione’s wrath and it frustrated her. But she had to admit
that this flatshare had its perks. After a tough day, Fred was always
there to cheer her up. And she didn’t have to eat alone anymore, not
that she would ever voice that she hated to be alone at night.
she came home that night, she was in a good mood. No one complained
at her work and everyone seemed to be in a the same mood at her, for
once. So, she could only smiled when she saw Fred and his big smiled,
the dinner already cooked.
on time, love! Go change in something more comfortable, tonight is
the first episode of Game Of Thrones!”
just laughed and did exactly as he said, while he set the plates on
the table in front of his television. She came back with her cat in
her arms and settled down next to him right when the generic began.
were silent for a while, eating and focusing on the show. Their eyes
were not leaving the screen and the silent was only broken by some
the episode came to an end, they didn’t wait to talk about it, their
spirit still in the show.
can’t believe they ended the episode like that, they always end them
with a cliffhanger,” sighed Hermione. She sank more into the couch
and Fred’s arm that was around her shoulders, slowly petting
Crookshanks who fell asleep.
know! I can’t wait until next week for the second episode. They
always make the first episode so captivating, it’s a shame there are
only ten episodes per season and then, we have to wait a year for the
know what you mean,” laughed Hermione, “they sure know how to
draw our attention.”
again, they stayed silent, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.
Tranquility that was broken by some shouts and grinding noises from
the flat above them.
my god, they’re at it again.”
put her face into her hands, hiding her embarrassment from Fred. The
redhead wasn’t better, the famous Weasley blush was present on his
face and he quickly took his arm away from her shoulders, avoiding
that’s bloody awkward. Let’s call it a night, shall we?”
she exclaimed, “I’m just gonna help you with the dishes and head to
bed, huh? It’s better that way.”
let’s keep it the less awkward possible.”
was sitting on her couch, so immersed in her book
that she didn’t hear Fred crossing the line to her side. He leaned on
the wall, watching her for a couple of minutes without her noticing
him. With a smirk he disappeared in his room before coming back, a
camera in his hands. Fred took advantage of the fact that Hermione
still didn’t notice him to take a picture of her. He grinned as he
saw Hermione startle at the flash of the camera and looked down to
see the picture he just took.
a nice picture of a beautiful girl I just got!”
was looking at him, confused. She has been so immerged in her book
that she only understood now that the flash she saw was Fred taking a
picture on her. She smiled, blushing a little at Fred’s comment
before closing her book and getting up. She closed the distance
between her and Fred to look at the picture.
you sure do know how to enhance the model,” she muttered.
the model is just really beautiful,” he winked at her.
chose to ignore the comments as she started blushing. “How long
have you been taking pictures?”
don’t really know. It’s been years. I just love taking pictures of
everything. But you just became my muse,” he whispered seriously.
didn’t know what to answer at that so she chose to ignore his comment
yet again, “can I see your pictures?”
smiled and handed over his camera, “go ahead.”
a big smile, she took Fred by his arm so she would sit with her on
the couch. She happily looked at the pictures for about ten minutes
before she raised an eyebrow and looked at Fred.
understand you like taking pictures and all, but how come you’re
never on any picture?”
sunshine, I’m not photogenic. At all. Every time someone takes a
picture of me I end up with a weird face.”
laughed, raising the camera, ready to take picture. “I don’t
believe you! Here, smile for me.”
he gave her a genuine smile. She didn’t miss the moment and quickly
took the picture. With a smile, she looked at the result, certain the
picture would be perfect. She burst out laughing when she saw the
picture and showed it to Fred.
come it came out like that? You were smiling when I took it!”
laughed with her when he saw the picture. Indeed, his face was funny
but he couldn’t tell how his tongue came out of his mouth and his
right eye closed by himself when he was sure he was smiling.
he says, “the camera hates me. It’s a curse.”
on, let’s take some other!”
laughed and stood up. He smiled at Hermione when she took another
picture. He changed positions as she took another. They keep taking
pictures and weird poses for a while and Hermione couldn’t stop
laughing at Fred’s weird faces.
finally stopped laughing and moved closer to Fred when he sat down on
the couch, leaning on him.
on, let’s take a picture together this time.”
you want, sweetheart.”
Hermione took the picture, Fred wasn’t looking at the camera. He
couldn’t detach his eyes from Hermione nor could he get rid of the
sweet smile that appeared on his face. He was happy later that night
that the woman didn’t look at the picture after she took it, even
though it was probably the best picture of Fred that existed.
tell me why you’re in my kitchen at two thirty in the morning, eating
my cereals, completely naked?”
had woken up in the middle of the night because she was thirsty and
she just discovered Fred Weasley in her kitchen, naked, eating her
cereals, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Well, at
least the package of cornflakes was hiding his
package, but still.
you couldn’t eat your own cereals?”
ran out of them.”
I’m too tired for this.”
this, she just took a glass, filled it with water while trying to not
stare at his naked
bottom and went back to her room, ignoring his bright smile.
the way, ‘Mione,” began Fred the next morning.
she answered without looking at him, which frustrated her. She had no
reason to be embarrassed because she saw him naked. It was him who
should be embarrassed. Honestly, who just go in a woman’s flat
completely naked just to eat cereals in the middle of the night?
Probably only Fred Weasley.
won’t be here tonight, I have dinner at my parents’.”
okay? I don’t know why you tell me though.”
know you don’t like to be alone at night.”
shrugged, taking her bag on her shoulder. “It doesn’t bother me.”
just smiled, closing the distance between him and Hermione. Taking a
hair strand between his fingers, he placed it behind her ear without
breaking eye contact.
won’t be long, I promise.”
laughed, taking a step back to leave.
worry Fred, I’m not some kid you are taking care of. You don’t have
to justify yourself.”
alright,” he laughed, “just wanted you to know since you will be
so lonely without me.”
my dreams, you’re naked and-”
up! I don’t want to know! God you’re gross! Don’t forget to buy your
own cereals,” she cried before closing the door behind her.
was looking at Fred’s camera with Harry. Both of them always liked to
see the pictures that Fred took. They were always amazed that he
could take a picture at the right moment and make it so beautiful. As
they passed some pictures, they stopped at one picture in particular.
Fred,” began Ron.
was the only answer he got from his older brother as he kept playing
chess with their father.
do you have a picture of Hermione,” he asked, still looking at the
camera, “no, why do you have so many pictures of Hermione?
Seriously, how much are there? There are hundreds of them!”
Ron, how do you know Hermione?” asked Fred as he left their father
smiling at the situation to take back his camera, switching it off.
like, how do you know her,”
said Harry, “Hermione is our best friend since high school.”
“What? How come you never
introduced her to us?” wondered Fred, confused. The whole family
knew every friend of Ron and Harry, so Fred was confused he didn’t
know about Hermione earlier, especially when they are now claiming
her as their best friend.
Ron and Harry just looked at
each other before laughing. Now, all the family was gathering in the
living room, wanting to know why they didn’t know about the person
who seems really important to the boys.
“Well,” began Harry, “we
really wanted to introduce her to you, she’s our best friend after
all, but,” he laughed, preventing himself to say more.
“But,” continued Ron “how
to say that,” he meditated while scratching his chin, “we knew
you,” he pointed Fred, “would be head over heels for her. Don’t
ask us, we just knew.”
“Yeah, and we didn’t want to
hear you whimpering around how beautiful she was, smart, nice and
all.” At that, the whole family laughed, even Arthur and Molly,
saying that Ron and Harry were right.
“What? I wouldn’t do that. I
never do that!” He argued.
Once again the two men looked at
each other before they took high pitched voices, trying to imitate
“Oh my god, she’s so
beautiful! I swear, the next time I see her, I’ll just shove her to a
wall and snog senseless” mimicked Harry, grinning as he saw Charlie
holding his sides as he was laughing.
“Dad, Mum! I found the love of
my life! You will love her! And Georgie, she’s so hot, you won’t
believe it!” Now, Molly was laughing so much that she almost fell
from her chair.
However, Harry didn’t give Fred
the time to respond. “Now, tell us, how do you know her and why do
you have so many pictures of her? Do you stalk her?”
“What? No,” countered Fred
when he saw the threatening look the younger boy gave him. “She’s
“Your neighbor? As in, the
girl next door? The hot chick you’ve been talking about for months?”
Ron and Harry just burst out
“I told you he would be crazy
They kept laughing for a while
before Harry stopped abruptly.
“Wait, didn’t you say that you
accidentally broke the wall that was separating yours’ and your
“I remember that I did say
that,” began Fred, looking everywhere but at Harry and his brother.
“You mean that you’re living
with Hermione?! Fred, I’m going to-”
“Harry, stop !”
Fred shut the door behind him,
dropping his keys on the table in his living room. He let himself
fall on his couch, sighing. Charlie, Bill and George had to calm
Harry down. The guy had succeeded to scare him. Other than that, the
weekly dinner with his family went well, but he was exhausted. He
tried to relax by sinking more into the couch when something caught
his eye. He turned his head to the left to see a scene that was
unusual. The redhead raised an eyebrow at the sight.
“Hermione, love, what are you
doing standing on your table? And is that a pan in your hand?”
Indeed, Hermione was standing on
her table with a pan in her hand, ready to defend herself against
whatever would attack her. Obviously, by the way she was wearing a
sweater way too large for her and that her hair was up on the top of
her head in a messy bun, she spent the night reading. That is, until
something seems to cut her in her activity.
“Oh, nothing, I just wanted to
see how it would be to have you height,” she said while staring at
something at the floor.
Fred chuckled and answered,
“darling, I know it’s frustrating to be short, but you could just
ask, I would show you the Heaven. Now, what is the real reason of all
“There is a spider right here
and I can’t go anywhere.”
Fred laughed before saying, “you
know, you could easily avoid it, right?”
“Yeah, but there is no way I’m
taking one single step on this floor while this servant of Satan is
Once again Fred just laughed. He
stood up with a bit of difficulties and crossed the wall. Hermione
watched him take the spider into his palm and gently throw it out of
the window. With a grin, he came back to her.
“Now, put the pan down and
give your hero a kiss,” he said as he open his arm to help her to
get off the table. She accepted the help by throwing her arms around
his neck and he slowly lifted her up and then she was safely on the
ground again, but neither of them broke their eye contact.
“Well, thank you,” said
Hermione a little embarrassed. She didn’t take her arm off as Fred
didn’t release her. “You can let me go now.”
“Right,” he released her
without breaking eye contact. Suddenly, he yawned, forcing him to
close his eyes. “Sorry,” he muttered.
Hermione smiled. “You should
probably go to bed.”
“Thanks again, for getting
ride of the spider,” she laughed, “my hero.” She turned
around, heading for her bedroom. “Good night, Fred.”
He smiled as she disappeared
from his sight.
“Good night, Hermione.”
Fred was looking everywhere for
his wallet. He was sure he put it on Hermione’s table the night
before but he couldn’t find it anywhere. Besides, there were now
pieces of paper everywhere in the living room and even in the
kitchen, which wasn’t helping him at all. George was waiting for him
in the car outside the building and he was already late is it was. He
moved away some sheets, putting some on the counter behind him or
even throwing some away in the room.
“Ha! Here it is!”
He quickly put it in his pocket
and exited the flat at the exact same moment Hermione came into the
“Where is that bloody report,”
she cried, proceeding going through the exact same paper Fred went
through a minute ago. “What the- Where is the- I can’t believe it,
He messed with my papers! Everything was classified!”
She heard the door opening
behind her and she turned around so quickly that her head spun for a
few seconds. She saw the redhead, cursing under his breath about his
shirt that was soaked with coffee. She didn’t wait for him to
“Fred! Bloody hell, I told you
to not mess with my papers! Where is my report for the Prophet? I
can’t find it anywhere and I have a bloody meeting in half an hour!
I’m late! Why are you not answering, you idiot?!”
The man in front of her stood
still, not daring to answer. He seemed scared, which was odd, Fred
was never scared of her. On the contrary, he should be laughing at
her for worrying so much and telling her to calm down since panicking
would just make her more late than she already is.
“Err, I’m not Fred,” he
began, “I’m George. His twin. He mentioned a twin, right? You must
be Hermione, huh? Nice to meet you. Fred told me a lot about you. Ron
and Harry too. It’s nice to finally put a face on a name. Err, sorry,
I dropped my coffee over myself and just came here to borrow one of
his shirt. I dunno what Fred did but, err, sorry?”
There was a silent where none of
them moved or even blinked.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry! He
did mention a twin! I didn’t mean to shout at you, I, err, I’m really
late for an important meeting and I can’t find my- Oh! Here it is,”
she exclaimed taking a paper from the counter of the kitchen whereas
it should have been on the table of the living room. “Sorry again,
George, it’s nice meeting you too. God, you must think I’m crazy.
I’ll leave, okay? Take your time, I guess, bye!”
sighed as she unlocked the door. It has been a long day at work and
all she wanted was to take a long and hot bath. And a beer too. Yeah,
sharing a beer with Fred for instance would be relaxing for her. He
would make her laugh. She was feeling as if she hadn’t laugh in a
while, when the last time was in fact during the morning. And it was
because of a joke Fred told her in a message he sent. She let out
another sigh. How come this man could gather everything she was
looking for in a man?
finally opened the door to get in her flat and closed it behind her
without a noise. She was going to put her keys on the nail on the
wall but stopped when she heard a voice saying her name.
was it? How is it going on,” the voice asked.
great, really. Nice, beautiful, with a strong personality.”
recognized the voice as Fred’s and could easily imagine his smile as
he was talking.
like little Freddie is falling in love,” sang a woman’s voice.
knew she shouldn’t listen. She knew she should make them know she was
there. But she really wanted to know what Fred would say following
the statement the woman did. Her heart was beating so fast and so
loud that she feared they could hear it.
I think I am,” he admitted in a soft voice.
heart missed a beat and her cheeks suddenly felt hot. She didn’t have
time to think over it, however, when he started talking again.
mean, it’s been months since I’ve had a crush on her,” he paused.
“But, I’m really falling in love with her. Have been since we
started to know each other better I think.”
come you haven’t made a move yet?”
was a woman’s voice, Hermione realized, but different from the one
before. How many people were there exactly?
you never had problem with that before,” said a voice similar to
Fred’s, “you always go ahead without thinking and it has always
worked for you.”
different,” Fred said in a whisper, “firstly because this time I
really love her, which wasn’t the case with the others before, and
secondly, because we kind of live together right now. I don’t want to
make a move without knowing she at least feels half the things I feel
for her. It would be awkward otherwise.”
decided she had heard enough. It wasn’t appropriate to listen to the
conversation anymore. She opened the door with the most noise
possible she could do and slamed the door after some seconds. She
shook her keys a little to make some other noise and put them on the
nail. Then she finally made her way to the living room when she took
off her coat and threw it on the couch.
honey, how was your day?”
smiled at the nickname and turned around to see Fred, smiling
brightly at her.
how was yours?”
boring actually. Want to join us?”
would be nice, thanks.”
redhead smiled and got up to find a bottle of beer for her. During
this time she introduced herself as did his friends. She recognized
them as the very same friends that were present the day Fred broke
the wall. There were Oliver, Lee, Katie, Alicia and Angelina. And
George of course. Facing the latter, she smiled at him.
apologize for this morning,” she started, unsure where to begin in
the first place.
twin laughed. “Don’t worry about that, no offense taken. Plus, it
was Fred’s fault.”
I didn’t do it on purpose,” he explained handing Hermione the
bottle and making her sit between him and George.
play innocent, Gred, you made me go up here on purpose so she would
yell at me instead of you!”
laughed and looked at his twin, proud of himself. “You spilled your
coffee over your shirt yourself!”
laugh, you git! She was really scary!”
laughed when she thought at the moment she started yelling at George
on the morning, thinking it was Fred. Soon enough, the topic was set
aside and Hermione found herself in a conversation with the three
other girls. Katie was talking about a book she wanted to read in the
already read it. You can borrow it if you want,” offered Hermione.
That would be great Hermione, thank you!”
let me go find it,” she said with a smile.
put her beer on the table and got up from the couch. Stopping his
conversation, Fred locked his eyes on her, watching her as she
crossed the wall. He tilted his head on the side as he stared at her
bum. It was only when George elbowed him in the ribs he finally
unlocked his gaze.
was that for?”
were staring, man. And without hiding it.”
he could see his friends looking at him with knowing smiles.
he answered, taking a sip of his beer as Hermione came back in the
you, Hermione,” Katie exclaimed. She went through a few pages,
smiling. Raising her head, Katie’s eyes met the scene between Fred
and Hermione. They were leaning over each other, talking in a low
voice. Her smile got bigger. She was sure it was only a matter of
time before those two begin dating.
was only an hour later when the group decided to leave and that
Hermione exchanged phone numbers with the girls, that Fred and
Hermione were finally alone. She was helping Fred cleaning up when he
grinned at her.
not really,” she answered with a smile.
Would you want to watch a movie?”
would be great.”
a smile, Fred headed her in the living room once again and began
listing the movies he had. After ten minutes, they settled for a
horror movie. Joining her on the couch, he put an arm around her
shoulders, his eyes fixed on the screen.
Hermione couldn’t focus on the movie. She couldn’t help but think
about the conversation she heard before. Looking at Fred, she smiled.
It shouldn’t bother her. She may not be in love with him yet, but,
Merlin, she had the biggest crush ever. She knew that with a little
time, her feelings would match his. Leaning more into him, she placed
her head in his neck, breathing his scent. With a smile, she closed
her eyes, not caring about the movie, and slowly fell asleep without
was probably why she felt confused when she woke up hours later. The
room was in the dark and she had no idea how she ended up lying on
top of Fred, his arms hugging her against him tightly. With a lot of
difficulties, she grabbed her phone that laid on the table and saw
that it was almost four in the morning. Sighing, she tried to free
herself from Fred’s grip but it was clearly a lost cause.
her movements succeeded to wake him up. She sighed.
we should go to bed, it will be more comfortable,” she whispered.
you’re comfy… And warm. Don’t take the warmth away…”
don’t go,” he mumbled.
soft smile painted itself on Hermione’s face. She lied down, burying
her face in his neck, taking in his scent.
alright,” she murmured, “I’m not going anyway.”
fell back to sleep almost instantly, rocked by Fred’s warmth, not
seeing the big smile on the redhead’s face as he, too, fell back to
the next two weeks, Fred noticed some changes. Since the night they
both fell asleep on his couch, Hermione became more keen about
physical contacts. She would pass a hand in his hair, messing with it
and would always tell him how much she loved his hair. When he
talked, she would always look at him in the eye, and sometimes, she
would absent-mindedly take his hand in hers, playing with him,
intertwining their fingers. She would comment on how blue his eyes
were. She would also give him a hug before going to bed at night, and
a kiss of the cheek on the morning before leaving for work. In those
moments, her hand would always linger a few more second on his
shoulder or on his other cheek, depending where she put it.
change made Fred smile and hopeful. If she was becoming tactile, it
means that she was interesting in him, right? He could hope for more,
that’s either that, either she’s friend zoning you,” said Oliver
don’t know, it could be that. I mean, girls tend to be a lot more
tactile when they are starting to consider you as your best friend. I
mean, have you seen Katie? Or Alicia and Angelina? They’re always
touching us, and they have no romantic feelings for either of us.
you’re right. She’s putting me in the friend zone! I’m screwed!”
not. If she’s looking at you right in the eyes, it could be more than
friendship,” Oliver sighed, “girls are really complex, mate, it’s
never the same with any of them. You learn something with one, and
the next one destroys every of your beliefs.”
crossed his arms on the table, burying his head in them, ignoring the
waiter asking them if they wanted dinner and who left when Oliver
gave him a negative answer. “What should I do, Ollie,” he
sighed. “Don’t call me Ollie, how many times do I have to tell
you,” he laughed a little, thinking of an answer to his question.
“I don’t really know mate, you could try to make her jealous? Girls
do that a lot to make us notice them. Works every time too.”
but it could be double-edged, you know?”
true. Don’t do that, it’s a bad idea. We’re not clever enough to
succeed whit a plan like that.”
Fred. When you fancy someone, the best thing to do is to tell them.
You will never know until you tell her. And, no, you can’t wait until
she tells you. It could takes her months, or worse, years to make the
first step. You have to take the matter into your own hands.”
growled, sitting himself up and taking a sip of his whiskey.
I wanted to hear that, I would have gone to my mother of Gin’. It’s
nice and all to say that, but it doesn’t tell me how.”
laughed. “I know, I only repeat what I hear all the time. Well,
they are right about it, but it doesn’t tell us how to do it. It’s
true that we can’t just go and throw it in their face.”
Scot smiled as he watched Fred looking at his glass, deep in his
gonna be alright, Fred. You just need a bit of courage. And luck.”
closed the door of her flat and threw her coat on the couch, letting
a happy sigh out. She just same back from a night with Katie, Alicia
and Angelina. During the month and a half she had been living with
Fred and she had known the three girls, they grew closer and closer
and often went out for what they called “girls night”. She always
came back a little drunk from these nights and tonight was not an
exception. She was feeling a little lightheaded and knew that she
felt more courageous in those moments. She needed to talk to Fred.
She had to tell him. Right now, before her courage disappeared.
the kitchen, Hermione!”
smiled, feeling herself blushing just at the sound of his voice.
However, she blamed it on the alcohol, and she made her way to the
need to tell you some…thing.”
stopped in her tracks, looking around her. Besides Fred was probably
the most beautiful woman Hermione ever saw. She was tall, but still
shorter than Fred, had what look like the softest blond hair she had
ever seen. She was skinny, and Hermione immediately wondered if she
was a model. She had the prettiest blue eyes too, as pretty as Fred’s
I introduced you to Fleur.”
a smile, Fleur stood and shook Hermione’s hand, and once again,
Hermione thought she had one of the prettiest smile ever. And why was
she so short while that goddess was so tall?
to meet you, Harmony, I heard so much about you!”
noted a French accent when she talked. It only confirmed Hermione
that that woman was perfect. How can she compete with her? And Fleur
was such a beautiful name.
to meet you too, Fleur. And you can call me 'Mione, my name is a
little difficult to pronounce.”
'Mione, it’s a pleasure.”
the background, she saw Fred drop a blender on the counter while
smiling brightly at her.
wanted to tell me something?”
expression darkened. I was too long,
she thought bitterly. She tried to say something, feeling the
pressure of bother Fred and Fleur’s stares, but she could only
stutter some words.
I- Err, I wanted to know if- No, I- Sorry, I completely forgot. I’m a
little drunk so I’ll just go to bed, okay? Good night, and it was
nice meeting you, Fleur,” she finally said with a weak smile.
she turned away, almost running into her room. She didn’t want to
cry, especially for something as silly as that, but she couldn’t
contain herself, and tears just ran down her cheeks as she realized
that she had fallen in love.
next morning, Hermione woke up early since Harry would pick her up
for lunch and then enjoy the day with Ron who would join them around
two in the afternoon. Fortunately, she haven’t drunk enough the last
night to have a hangover. Getting up, she decided to take a shower
before having her breakfast, so that she could avoid Fred a little
longer. She didn’t want to see him for the moment and if she could
avoid him until the next day, it would be perfect. She sighed several
times. Even if a few months ago she had heard Fred said he was
falling in love with her, it didn’t mean that is hasn’t change since
then. Fleur’s presence was the proof of this change. She couldn’t be
upset with Fred, but it didn’t hurt any less.
she got out of the shower, dressed and went to the kitchen hopeful
that a good breakfast would cheer her up. That was, until she saw
Fred in her kitchen.
was it even possible to smile so brightly?
she was preparing a cup of black coffee that she felt was strongly
needed, she saw from the corner of her eyes a frown replacing the
smile that Fred was wearing earlier.
everything alright 'Mione?”
answered with just a sound, drinking her coffee in one sip.
should,” she began, hesitating about the words she should use,
“next time, you should tell me when you take your girlfriend home.
You know, just so that I don’t interrupt anything. It would be really
embarrassing and awkward after that.”
are you talking about,” he asked, raising one eyebrow.
do you do that? Never mind, I hope I didn’t interrupt anything
yesterday, I didn’t know she was there.”
put the empty cup in the sink and began cleaning it when Fred talked
a little lost here love, what are you talking about?”
talking about you and your girlfriend,” she answered, unable to
hide her bitterness in her tone of voice.
she said, putting the cup away and leaving the kitchen for the living
room, Fred in her footsteps. “She’s lovely, really nice. Is she a
stopped dead in his tracks and everything was put together in his
mind. His concern disappeared and a smirked appeared on his face.
darling, Fleur isn’t my girlfriend. She’s my sister-in-law, married
to my big brother, Bill. Still don’t know how he married someone like
Fleur though. Anyway, she was there yesterday because she’s planning
a surprise for Bill and wanted to hide it here so that he wouldn’t
find it. To answer your question, no, she’s not a model. Such a shame
in my opinion.”
felt herself blush under Fred’s stare and his knowing smirk wasn’t
helping. She didn’t know what to answer and the only thing she found
was a monosyllabic word.
avoid to embarrass herself even more, Hermione went to pick up a book
on the table but Fred’s hand on her arm stopped her.
sounded bitter, were you jealous?”
just gaped at him like an idiot.
Of course not! Why would I be jealous?”
you’re interested in me. You shouldn’t be ashamed of it.”
looked into Fred’s eyes, and saw that he wasn’t joking at all.
Putting her thought about how blue his eyes were aside, she knew that
there was no backing down now. She would come clean.
right. Except that I’m more than interested in you.”
was shocked, he didn’t anticipate that. At her words, he felt warm,
he felt all the butterflies in his stomach and all the other things
then people describe when they talk about love. Fred thought quickly.
A hundreds of possible answers came to him, but none passed the
barrier of his lips. They just stared at each other for what felt
like forever. But he had to act, it was up to him.
blue eyes planted in Hermione’s brown ones, Fred stopped thinking.
Quickly, he closed the gape between them and kissed her right on the
lips. And then, it hit him. It felt so right that he wondered how it
was possible that he took so long to do it.
responded to the kiss almost immediately. Her hands went directly in
his hair messing with them while his hands came on her waist, her
arms, her neck, her hair. He couldn’t stay still, he had to touch
her. It quickly became more heated. Hermione slowly bite Fred’s lower
lips so he could grant him access. He was only happy to oblige. Their
tongue were dancing, fighting against each other. They sucked, bite,
feeling proud when they obtained a moan as a reaction. And the room
was filled with them.
hand travelled everywhere on Hermione, stopping on her bum. He lifted
her off the ground, rolling her legs around his waist and he walked
towards the couch, lying on top of her. Hermione’s tee-shirt went
flying in the room and while Fred was attacking her neck, she
unbuttoned his shirt, her hands caressing his chest once it was fully
I’ll come back later, I guess.”
jumped away from Hermione, falling off the couch as Hermione sit up,
crossing her arms to hide her bra.
What are you doing here?”
chuckled, picking Hermione’s shirt up and throwing it at her,
allowing her to dress up.
was supposed to pick you up so that we would have lunch. But I see
that you’re busy,” he winked “I will leave you two alone and tell
Ron that you had an impeachment.”
mate,” laughed Fred as he buttoned his shirt.
just laughed and left, humming a song to himself. Chuckling to
himself, Fred sat beside Hermione.
has such a good timing.”
It’s always him who interrupt Ron and Luna.”
I don’t want to hear that about Ickle Ronniekins.”
laughed and automatically leaned against each other in a side hug.
Fred laughed. “So miss Granger is more than interested in me, huh?”
more than that. And…” she hesitated, “Are you?”
you kidding me Hermione, I just have the hottest make out ever. I’m
way more than interested in you, love.”
Very good,” she smiled, and leaned in for a soft kiss.
smiled into the kiss, cupping her face. “So are we…”
are. Well, if you want to.”
yes, I want to.”
smiled as he watched Hermione talking with Oliver and Katie. It’s
been a month since they got together and Fred couldn’t be happier,
especially since his friends approved of her. His smiled transformed
into a grin as George join him on the couch.
lover boy, tell me, do you plan to tell her that you broke that well
mimicked thinking, scratching his chin before looking at George with
a big smile.
aww my snsd bias (well, so are yoona and sunny and ok ok so - all of them are but taengoo is pretty high up there)
kid leader taengoo is short-sighed as far as i can remember so be prepared to constantly remind her to clean her contacts and wash her hands before putting them in
also, nightly routine of watching her take them out and padding blindly to bed, crawling in and coming real close to your face
“ah, now i can see you! can i have a goodnight kiss?” she says, puckering up
she takes you to her hometown and you love how her accent changes. she holds your hand, dragging you around - “i fell in a race there,” “ooh that’s my parents eye glasses shop!” “i planted those purple flowers!”
where ever you two go, she’s always turning heads due to her beauty so if you’re a jealous person or aren’t fully secure in the relationship, this might be a problem
“tae! you left your phone in the fridge again!”
cute cafe dates where you purposefully come late so you can admire her far off, deep in thought gaze as she daydreams while waiting for you
leaving sticky notes with reminders everywhere bc she forgets everything
answering or replying to her only to realise she was sleep talking
bringing her milk because she hopes it will make her taller
helping her with her daily stretches (once again; she hopes they’ll make her taller)
lots of skinship
being in the middle of a snsd cuddle fest; tiffany pressed to your left, taeyeon on your lap, yoona sprawled out to your right, seohyun on top of her, etc
but taeyeon likes other types of skinship too; running her hands down your sides, nuzzling your neck or smacking your butt. even when she’s w the girls, she’ll shout out “oh yeah, look at that butt!” if you bend over. everyone bursts out into laughter at your cherry red face
fights w her can be really intense bc she’s scary when she’s angry. usually, she doesn’t yell but just broods and snaps out witty comments or cuts you off if you try to talk to her
or else they’re fights about stupid, little things that end in giggles bc she pouts at you or childishly stomps her feet
loud movie nights w all the girls
that usually end up as bitching sessions
you know all the idol gossip
all of it
to annoy her, you stick up pictures from snsd’s debut and earlier concepts
“wow, such fashion, much beauty”
tiffany is a third wheel sometimes but not in a bad way. you make her look out for taeyeon when you can’t, such as when they’re on tour or performing
xmas is spent w TTS - Dear Santa playing on repeat
the others consider you as the “parents” of snsd, going to you both w any issues or for snuggles. you’re like one big, happy family