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ohwowimlonley · 4 months

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Hii love ur writing could you do a / another ( I can’t find any on ur page but I don’t know ) Fred Weasley x fem reader breeding kink : ) Algs if not thank

Well now i feel bad because this ask is from september 2023 and its now 2024 (and its just a blurb im so sorry)

“Stop squirmin’, honey,” his breath hits your ear, damp fringe tickling your neck as he moves against you. You can’t help yourself as you disobey him, bucking your hips up against him, desperate for more friction. He doesn’t enforce his command, just tightens his grip around your thighs, squishes them closer to your tummy.

“Want your cum,” you sob, curling your nails into the taut skin of his back, no doubt leaving angry red lines on the alabaster tone. He’s been fucking you for close to an hour now, overstimulating the both of you in the process. You can’t even count the amount of times he’s made you cum, but he’s emptied himself into you at least three times already, working himself towards his fourth, “Freddie! Feels s’good,”

“Shh, s’okay, baby,” he doesn’t let up until you’ve cum again, and so has he. It’s somewhat of a relief to you when he pulls out, but you cringe when a fat glob of semen escapes your hole and drips onto the bedsheet below you. Fred tries to rectify it as quickly as possible, easing your legs down and slipping a plump cushion under your bum to keep his spend from leaving, “gonna keep it all in, sweetheart,”

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eunoiathewriter · 2 years

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hi !!! i absolutely love your writing ! would u mind doing another harry potter imagine? thank u </3

H. POTTER X F!READER

Synopsis It's hard to stay cool when the girl you have a crush on is right there beside you.

Word Count: 2.2k

Harry and Ron yawned in unison as they walked through the woods, following Arthur Weasley, who was in the lead, with Charlie and Fred and George close at his heels, Ginny and Hermione in the middle, and lastly, the two boys. Now, both of them were excited for the Quidditch World Cup, don't get them wrong, but this whole waking up before the crack of dawn to Hermione throwing pillows at them was not exactly their favourite part of it all.

The morning, however, had been all but calm, Molly had heard Fred and George trying to smuggle Ton-Tongue Toffees out of the house to sell, even after they got scolded for what happened with Dudley. Harry's cousin having eaten one that Fred and George dropped with the intent of him eating it, causing Dudley's tongue to grow in size. This made Molly yell at the two twins just before they left.

The woods were calm in the early summer morning, with fog still on the ground. Birds had started to wake up, and you could hear them sing as they flew above the tree tops. Harry had to admit that the woods close to the burrow were quite cozy. But he was broken from his own thoughts as Ron poked him and pointed out how far back from the others they were. Jogging to catch up with the others.

"Arthur!" The boys then heard a man call out. "It's about time, son."

"Sorry Amos, some of us got a bit of a sleepy start." Arthur jokingly looked back at Ron, who yawned.

It then dawned on Harry when they came closer that it was Amos Diggory and Cedric Diggory who stood there. Harry had talked to Amos once before when the man was happy over Hufflepuffs' win last year. However, this meant another person should be there, so Harry started to look around for her.

"This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me, at the Ministry. " Arthur said proudly and then turned to the brown-haired boy beside the man. "This strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?"

Cedric smiled at the man and extended his hand to shake hands with Arthur, smiling brightly. "Yes, sir." He answered before looking up at the big tree above them.

"y/n? Are you coming or what?" Cedrict asked his sister, who had gone unnoticed, where she sat up in the tree. When Harry spotted the girl, he smiled.

y/n grinned at her brother before she tossed down her backpack for him to catch and jumped down so she landed beside Amos. Making sure her stance was stable before she straightened out.

"Well, that's quite and entrance y/n." Arthur put a hand in her shoulder and she smiled.

"Thank you."

"Alright, this way." Cedric spoke up as he started motioning towards where they were going to go. So everyone started walking, and just before Cedric got too far, he tossed the backpack back to his sister.

"You carry your own shit," He told her.

"Cedric," Amos warned the boy, and he held up his hands in retreat and showed the others the way.

y/n was just about to join in and walk with Harry when her dad stopped him. He was amazed to have Harry Potter himself with them, and she could see Harry glancing over at her. She shrugged at him and joined Hermione and Ginny.

"I don't remember your brother being so good-looking, y/n." Hermione hooked her arm through y/n's.

"Ew, Mione. That's my brother. Plus he's way too old for you."

"Who says he's too old?" Ginny asked with a raised brow, and it made y/n groan.

"Are you aware that we can hear you?"Fred then turned to the girls.

"And if we can, then Cedric probably can too." Geroge chimed in.

"Yeah, well, ego boost for him then, I guess." y/n rolled her eyes and unhooked her arm from Hermione when she saw her dad walk past to catch up with Arthur. She slowed her steps and, quite quickly, was at Harry's side.

They both started to engage in conversation with one another. They talked about everything from the joke candy and things that Fred and George had been making or trying out during the summer to this mystery thing that was to happen at Hogwarts during the year. Harry joined in with all that he heard from Arthur and y/n told all that she had gathered from her dad. They're both thinking about what it could be.

But the topic soon changed to Quidditch. Of course, Harry was proudly standing with Bulgaria, but y/n were strongly against this. She was rooting for Ireland. They talked back and forth about why their team had to win. "Bulgaria has Viktor Krum. He's the best seeker of all."

"Oh please, he's all looks. Plus, Bulgaria play dirty most of the time; they're like the equivalent of when Flint was still captain of the Slytherin team. "

"No they don't!" Harry argued back, and it made Ron turn.

"You have no idea what you're talking about y/n, Viktor Krum will make sure Bulgaria wins." Ron spoke proudly, the boy being starstruck by the well-known seeker.

"Well, Ireland has Connolly," Fred piped in.

"And Quigley." Geroge also joined in.

"See!" y/n motioned towards the twins. "Fred and George are on my side; Ginny and even Hermione, who's not into Quidditch all that much, are rooting for Ireland. You and Ron are literally the only people who are hoping Bulgaria wins just because you're in love with Viktor Krum. "

A whole argument started between all the Weasley kids, Harry and y/n. All of those who were for Ireland were arguing back and forth with the two boys and counting up reasons as to why Ireland was going to win. It was all just fun, ending with all seven of them starting to laugh.

After a little while, they had been walking for a good hour already. Harry was about to say something to y/n but instead when he turned to her, he instead got fixated on her. Eyes looked over her features, having missed her over the summer. He could feel his cheeks slowly growing warmer and warmer the more he looked at her, and soon enough he had to avert his eyes from her as it felt like his face was on fire. Harry was quite sure his cheeks were red, but he hoped to Merlin they weren't.

Surely enough, they reached the portkey, although it made Harry frown as they walked closer, as he had no idea what a portkey was. "Just over there." Amos told everyone, and Harry's frown deepened at the sight of an old boot.

Harry tugged at y/n's sleeve before asking her. "Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?"

"That isn't just any manky old boot, mate," George cut in before y/n could answer.

"It's a portkey," Fred finished as he, George, and y/n moved into position.

"Time to go!" Arthur called.

"What's a portkey?" Harry was confused.

"Ready? After three. One, two," Amos started counting, but y/n quickly looked up at Harry.

"Harry!" And with that, Harry grabbed onto the boot.

"Three."

It all started to spin, or more like they all started to spin. Slowly but surely, they lifted up from the ground up into the sky, still spinning around. Everyone except Cedric, Amos, and Arthur screamed at the continued spinning. Though the twins were screaming in cheer.

When Arthur then suddenly told them all to let go of the boot, they all clinged onto it like a life line, making all except the older Diggorys go wide-eyed. Hermione immediately protested, even though she was slowly feeling sick to her stomach from the continued spinning. They all, however, did as the man had instructed them to and all dropped to the ground. Then, hitting the ground, all of them groaned and huffed at the sudden impact of the ground.

y/n looked up from where she lay on her stomach, coming to find that Harry was only about a metre away from her. "Ouch,"

Harry sat up and nodded at her, and when he turned he could see Amos, Cedric, and Arthur, all three coming down much more gracefully than any of the others. They are certain to land on their feet. All of them were grinning from how funny all the others had landed. "I bet that cleared your sinuses, ey?" Arthur asked as the three of them landed.

Cedric was quick to help Harry get on his feet, extending an arm for him to get pulled up. Earing a smile from the younger boy as he went to help his sister. "Oh, how nice of you, Ced."

"Aw, did my baby sister get hurt?" Cedric asked sarcastically. He pulled her up to stand too, and both of them laughed. The bantering between them was just a big joke to them.

"Come on!" Arthur called as he started to walk up the hill to where camp was. It made y/n smile brightly as she immediately grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him along. "You're going to love this!" It made Harry flush a crimson colour as she pulled him along with her to join the others.

Oh god did he like her.

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The sun had begun to set over the field where the Quidditch World Cup was being held. The sky turned orange and was slowly becoming a dark blue that would make the stars and constellations of other solar systems visible. It was still pretty warm out, not overly warm but warm enough that not a lot of clothes were needed to keep warm.

People were making their way to their seats. Many had chosen to sit in the boxes in the middle of the stadium. It was a stadium bigger than Harry had ever seen. Now, he was not exactly looking to play Quidditch professionally, but to play at a stadium like this would definitely be something unforgettable.

All of them were looking around in amazement while making their way further up, Arthur in the lead. They were on their way to the top, which was a wise decision.If they were to stay by the boxes, they would have to squeeze together with other people. But if they were to be furthest up in the stadium, they would not have to fight for space with others and would have better sight than others.

"Blimey dad, how far up are we?" Ron asked as they stopped from having been climbing from the lowest level and were about thirty stories below the top.

Just as Arthur was about to answer, another man's voice cut in. One that they all knew very well and one that made Harry roll his eyes. "Well, put it this way, if it rains, you'll be the first to know." Lucius Malfoy smiled evilly at them.

y/n and Harry stood by the railing, looking down at Lucius and Draco, who were on the lower level. It was unusual to see Draco without his slytherin uniform. Instead, he was wearing a black suit, which did not seem at all practical. Draco laughed at his father's statement.

When they started to continue walking, Draco looked up at the others and smirked. "Father and I are in the minister's box, by personal invitation from Cornelius Fudge himself."

"Don't beast, Draco." Lucius stopped Draco with his cane, making the boy rub the spot where the cane had laned. "There's no need with these people."

Draco then looked up at them again. When he saw y/n however, a sly smile made its way to his lips. It was no news to most people that Draco Malfoy had taken an interest in the Hufflepuff girl. However, y/n had zero clue about that. The look Draco gave y/n made Harry roll his eyes. A feeling of annoyance was bubbling up inside him. No, not annoyance, but jealousy.

Before the two Malfoys could say anymore, Harry grabbed y/n's shoulder and started to turn her around so they could wall off. But Lucius Malfoy was not done as he slammed the snake part of his cane down on Harry's hand before it could leave the railing. It made y/n and the others turn just like Harry.

"Do enjoy yourself. While you can. " Lucius smiled unkindly at Harry before relinquishing his hand and walking off with Draco at his heels. But Dracos' eyes still stayed tranced to y/n.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Arthur asked.

"Yeah, just fine."

"Well, let's keep moving then. "We don't want anyone taking our place, do we?"Amos called from where he stood, and everyone began working their way up the stairs.

"Are you sure you're fine?" y/n turned to Harry as they waited to start climbing the stairs.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Nothing big. " Harry stuttered as he once more felt his cheeks heat up. But this time, it seemed like y/n noticed and it made him avert his eyes from her.

y/n smiled as she quickly gave him a peck on the cheek, taking the boy by surprise. "Good, now come on."

Harry couldn't fight the grin that broke out on his face when y/n turned and grabbed a hold of his hand to start wall up the stairs.

Oh boy.

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hp-hcs · 6 months

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male, nonbinary, & gender-neutral readers x hp characters

NOT UP TO DATE!!!

requests: open! (RULES)

join the taglist!

Do you hate it when you find a fic that says “x reader” only for it to have she/her pronouns, as if it’s some inherent rule that only fem people read fanfiction? WELL DO I HAVE A BLOG FOR YOU.

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am i reorganizing my masterlist for the 10,000th time? yep! i’ve finally written enough that i need to break this down into tinier masterlists!

key: 🚹 = male reader ⚧️ = nonbinary reader 🚻 = gender-neutral reader

☣️ = yandere tw 💥 = violence tw ‼️ = homophobia/transphobia tw 🩸 = blood/gore tw 🧨 = implied sexual content/sexual innuendos ❤️‍🔥 = smut tw

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mattheo riddle masterlist

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theodore nott masterlist

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polyamorous/non-monogamous masterlist

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“Splinched” masterlist • theodore nott 🚹🩸

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“Pansy’s Brother” masterlist • theodore nott 🚹 ☣️ 💥

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“lipstick” masterlist • enzo berkshire and draco malfoy 🚻 ☣️ ❤️‍🔥

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“watercolors” masterlist • tom riddle 🚹

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“The Doll” masterlist • enzo berkshire, regulus black, draco malfoy, theodore nott, mattheo riddle, and blaise zabini 🚻 💥

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“phoenix tears” masterlist • riddle brothers 🚹 ‼️💥🩸

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draco malfoy:

the audacity, i can’t believe this 🚹

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enzo berkshire:

shut up 🚹☣️❤️‍🔥

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ron weasley:

love triangle 🚹

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neville longbottom:

mr. green thumb 🚻

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weasley twins:

common room confessions 🚹

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blaise zabini:

uniforms ⚧️

fiendfyre 🚹

yandere! blaise zabini headcanons ��

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narcissa malfoy:

yandere! mother! headcanons 🚻 ☣️💥

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riddle brothers:

June 🚻

crystal 🚻☣️💥 (referenced attempted S/A tw)

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pansy parkinson:

paralyzer 🚻

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viktor krum:

sibling rivalry 🚻

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slytherin boys hcs:

slytherin boys: gn! muggleborn! reader’s music taste is rather…unexpected 🚻

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random non-reader stories:

key:

❌= implied/referenced child abuse tw 🛑= graphic child abuse tw

“where have you been?”

molly weasley discovers the extent of the dursleys’ abuse ❌

the weasley family and their cinematic adventures

just some funky lil headcanons

Harry Potter and the Amount of Abuse He Suffered at the Hands of His Guardians That Doesn’t Get Mentioned Nearly Enough (aka LET THE POOR BOY BE TRAUMATIZED)

writing prompt: “…jegulus taking in teenage harry after he runs away from the dursleys” 🛑 ❌

untitled tomarry thingy (i just love them okay)

writing prompt: “Touch starved Tom / Voldemort” 🛑 ❌

two thousand words of pure marauders-raise-harry fluff

writing prompt: “regulus black becoming the best seeker ever and harry being his biggest fan and then he finds out that his dad use to date him and he tries (and plots with sirius) to get them back together just so he can call the regulus black his stepdad”

Children Don’t Belong in Cupboards (pt. 1/?)

synopsis: jily comes to the dursleys’ to get their son back 🛑 ❌

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itstopplingdomino · 2 months

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confident | weasley twins x reader

A/N: i made a promise to write something after my test based on how i feel afterwards. so here we are...

pairing: fred weasley x reader (if you squint), george weasley x reader summary: Fred carries the essence of confidence like it weighs nothing; academic, friendship, quidditch and even love life - he is sure he's set for life. So when he finds out about your little crush on him and how it had been like that for years, he does absolutely nothing. And that teaches him a lesson that he'll remember for the rest of his life. tags: hurt/no comfort, idiots in love, no usage of y/n, gn!reader (usage of 'you' instead of specific pronouns), usage of pet/nicknames, mild cursing, false hope, leading on, jealousy, no war alternative universe ───────── "I don't understand," Lee states. He is sitting on the armrest of the sofa, the afternoon light shines briefly across his eyes as he tries to block it with a book. "If you like Daisy too then why.." Fred shrugs. "Well if Daisy maintains a secret crush on me for five years, then waiting for another two- you know until after graduation- won't hurt."

Lee looks at Angelina, hoping that she'll have a better explanation for this. Unfortunately she returned his confused look with her own.

"How are you sure Daisy won't give up? What if tomorrow your little admirer wakes up and decides to like someone else?" Angelina probes.

"Please, I have a plan." Fred says, with his usual air of mock-arrogance. "Trust me, it'll work."

Lee and Angeline exchanges a resign look. "Well, it's gonna be your lost anyway.." Lee says in which Angelina nods to.

Fred shrugs, again, then leaves to find you.

He knows where you are. Five years in Hogwarts together, causing ruckus in all forms with the promise of detention almost every time, he can understand you in ways you sometimes don't.

Which is why your crush on him is not a surprise to him at all. In fact it was almost hilarious that everyone else think of it as such a big deal. You two are attached to the hips most of the times; if he's not there to bring trouble, you'll find him - and it's been like this ever since you set foot in Hogwarts.

George, of course, joins in the fun. Though Fred notices that he's slowly been opting out over the years, preferring to prank with just the older twin. Fred considers this an act of jealousy yet he never brings it up as George's blatant avoidance never seems to bother you. He's seen his twin interacts with you alone just yesterday, the day before, and Merlin even before that. He thinks that George simply want a little separation as michievenous activities are always a two-person activity until you came.

That is exactly why, right now, Fred waits for you just outside Arithmancy classroom for a planned pranking session; target for the day is Filch.

Not too long after he arrived, students emerge from the classroom, all looking like the boredom has threatened their life. You, in all your glory, comes out looking like you defeated boredom. Laughing beside your classmate who Fred sure he was introduced to before yet he can't remember her name. It didn't matter though, he's only here for you.

"My Daisy," Fred greets you with a playful smile on his face, bowing like a gentleman from the victorian era, lowering a pretend-tophat.

You rolled your eyes. "Please stop calling me by something I'm deathly allergic to. Even Lee and Angie started using it too."

"If you say so, Peanuts."

You playfully smack him across his back. He knows you're not deathly allergic to Peanuts, only mildly.

"Ready?" He asks, offering you his hand.

The brief shy look that passes your face did not escape him as you joins hands. "Ready!"

Fred smirks knowingly. With usual flirtatious remarks in his repertoire, physical touch is a newly added part in his friendship with you. He loves it when you look away nervously whenever your faces are a little too close, or when you jolts and become a stuttering mess every time he whispers right next to your ears, or moments like this - hand holding, plus short hugs and arm across your shoulder that's he's planning to include in the future.

With what he knows about your feelings, he revels in this reactions without ever needing to confess. - - -

You doubled over the grass just outside Hogwarts grounds, laughing at the wrath Fred and you invoke in Filch from the prank. This time you calculated for sure that the caretaker of Hogwarts will not find out who the pranksters are. A red herring steering towards obnoxious Slytherins is placed perfectly for him to think it's not the two of you.

"That was brilliant!" Fred shouted, he dips to lift you up and spins you around. "Bloody smart, you are!"

You cackles loudly, just enjoying his grip on your body. You're not thinking of anything inappropriate but Good Godric if you could just kiss that lips, you'll be content eternally.

He must've realise that you're staring at his lips as an unreadable expression crosses his face, he sets you down as his eyes flicks between your eyes and your lips.

It can't be.. can't it?

You think again.

I mean.. he's been sweet these days.. more so than usual.

If that's not a sign, then you don't know what is. So you fight your doubts and tiptoe to reach his lips. Your eyes closes as it nears his face yet what stops you is not the innocent peck you've been dreaming of, it is his hands on your shoulder.

Confusion evident on your face as you open your eyes and lower yourself. You search for answer in his face but all you could find is a torn look. The kind of look you've seen him give to other students who had asked him out. The kind of look that you desperately wish against yourself every single night.

And now you're at the receiving end of it.

A thick lump forms in your throat and all you say is, "Why..?"

Fred clears his throat as he looks away, clearly uncomfortable in this situation, his hand still on your shoulder now caressing in consolation.

You don't need consolation. You need explanation.

"Freddie, why?" Tone firmer than before as you shake off his hands.

"Well, its just.. I mean.." He took a deep breath before he continue. "Let's just have fun, you know. We only have two years left. Surely you don't want to spend the majority of it with- with this." He gestured between you and him.

If nature is a little quieter, you're sure the sound of your heartbreak can be heard.

"Is that what this- all this has been about..? You having fun?" You hissed, taking a few steps back which he closes just easily in a single move.

"I mean, you like me for five years, certainly you can wait a few more.."

The icing on the cake. He knew.

He knew and he still did that.

Play with your heart, push and pull it like a tug of war.

"You are the absolute worst."

Without sparing a single glance, you turn on your heels and apparated away. - - - The rest of the year passes in a blink of an eye.

To everyone else, it seems. Lee had been whining non-stop at Fred and George's decision to leave Hogwarts early. NEWTs is irrelevant to the path the Weasley twins has set for themselves, after all.

To Fred, the year drags on painfully slow as if he's aware of every single second that ticks by. He's just glad the day for them to leave is finally nearing.

After what happens between Fred and you, he notices that he almost never see you anymore. The one time he did was when you came looking for Angelina to pass her notes you had borrowed. You greeted him with your usual cheeriness but the smile didn't quite reach your eyes. He thought you'll warm back to him, forgive him, but how can you forgive when he can't even find you to apologise.

He realises that you know him better than he does himself. Otherwise how else can you avoid for so long.

At one point, he even asks Angelina if you had ever mention anything about your little crush on him anymore.

"Hm, no actually. I mean, it's pretty clear that Daisy's focusing on NEWTs, we all are anyway, so boys talk never really come up. It just adds to the stress."

Her answer disappointed him but he has an image to uphold so he act nonchalant about it.

"What? Are you finally going to pursue Daisy?" Angelina teased.

"Why are you asking? Afraid of the competition?" Fred in his usual manner put on a smirk, albeit a fake one. And the way Angelina rolled her eyes and smacked him meant that he successfully fooled her.

How he wished it was you who's rolling her eyes and smacking then, instead of her.

He made a fool out of you.

- - - Fred enters the apartment after a long negotiation with the accountant at the bank. He just couldn't figure out why the numbers are not adding up and the son of a bitch he hired is as unhelpful as a broken wand. Three years they've been doing business and this accountant is the first one to be so incompetent. Fred regretted making a rushed hiring decision as the last one had to resigned immediately from chronic health issues. A breach in one year contract would cost them quite a lot so he just puts up him. Two more months and he'll fire that bastard.

He searches for the bottle of wine in the cupboard, typically reserved for celebratory occasions and not punching the accountant in a very public space counts as a win, but the wine is not there. He looks at other cupboards too, but the bottle is still nowhere to be found.

George must've taken it.

No one else lives here, and unless the bottle of wine grew a pair of legs, it simply do not move from it's designated place.

The older twin drags his feet to his brother's room when George's door opens.

And there you are.

You, in all your glory, comes out looking like you defeated boredom. Laughing hysterically at what George says as your hands wrapped delicately around his twin's arm.

He had seen this sight before. Often when you went out from your favourite classes like Arithmancy or Ancient Runes.

But never with George. Never to George.

He whispers your name in a hopeless attempt to make you direct that smile to him, but your light dims as soon as you heard him.

George and you stop, taken aback by Fred's early arrival. The younger twin isn't expecting his brother to return until an hour from now.

"I know you two know each other." George chuckles, which you smiled at. The sweet smile that once had been directed to Fred. "But I'd like to introduce Daisy again.."

His eyes practically sparkling at this point. "as my Fiance."

George didn't falter and your smitten look unwavering. There isn't a single mischief or malice in his demeanour, nor yours. This isn't some sick, twist prank the two of you are pulling. Fred had never told anyone about what happens between the two of you, but he had assume you had ignored George all the same. What, being identical twins and all. Just looking at George should've brought pain to you.

Apparently looking at George seems to make you smile even brighter.

"Uh.. S-since when..?" Fred force out a cough. "I mean, I didn't know you two kept in contact, let alone are seeing each other.."

"We didn't." You answer, though your eyes chose to look at his general direction and not his eyes. "We met around two years ago by coincidence."

"Merlin, a lucky guy I am." George chimes in. "It started with a simple catch up over tea. Then it became a monthly thing. Before we know it, we were meeting almost every other day for half a year."

How did he missed it. "Daisy here is still a tough one. Took me a year and half to convince her to date me. Another half year to convince marrying me!"

Seriously, how did he missed it? Fred remembers when George comes home late, snickering to himself, sometime last year. Then the next day he was so high spirited that he gave out discount to everyone the first opening hour. He was so high on cloud nine that whenever Fred tried to pry out details of joyous mood, George simply kept evading the question. Saying he doesn't want to jinx it. "Oh, while we're on the subject.. Will you be my bestman?"

Fred looks between you and his brother. Your eyes refusing to meet his. Hesitantly he replies, "Y-yeah! Of course Georgie! I'll be honoured!"

He hope his emotions didn't betray his tone. His younger twin is engaged, no foul play is coming from you as far as he could tell. Well, of course he could tell. However you're behaving with George right now was how you acted when you had a crush on Fred. He knew that love-adorn smile, that twinkle in your eyes, the pitched giggles in between. He knew that all too well, though you're definitely less shy and hesitant about it with George.

You lean against his brother wearing a specific form of confidence Fred had only seen once in you.

The same air of confidence that he had shattered when he pushed you away as you tried to kiss him. Fucking Fantastic. It is his lost.

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cyberstrm · 9 months

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caught red handed

pairing: george weasley x gn!reader

cws: none! slight embarrassment,,?

a/n: this takes place during the hbp so george is 18 <3 reader is also 18/18+ <3

"george, we're so gonna get caught-" you chuckled as the redhead lead you enthusiastically into his shared bedroom.

"let them watch," he smirked, turning and swiftly kissing you roughly, one hand at your waist and the other in your hair. "i've...had...to wait....hours....to be alone....with....you..." he said hurriedly, between kisses.

you clung to him, his scratchy red jumper emitting the honeyed scent of old books and gunpowder. he was right, dinner with the wealsey's and co was always delightful, but it was difficult to snog your boyfriend in a room full of people. as soon as dinner had finished and you'd both helped clear up, he took your hand and quietly but quickly lead you upstairs and away from prying eyes.

"you're so cute." he smirked against your lips, making you smile against his.

"shut up and kiss me, weasley." you breathed.

"so needy," he droned, obliging. he kissed you again, pushing you to the wall, deepening the kiss.

"only needy for you," you replied during a gap in the kiss. he pecked your lips once more before pressing his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.

"merlin, i love you," he breathed.

"i love you, george weasley," you replied, leaning in and kissing him hungrily.

suddenly, the bedroom door swung open and within seconds, mrs weasley's voice followed.

"georgie, i have your washing here- oh!!"

"merlin, mum! ever heard of knocking?!" george yelled, his cheeks going as red as his hair.

"h-hi, mrs weasley," you waved awkwardly, also feeling your cheeks warm.

"hello, dear. um...well, i'll just...leave you two to it..." leaving the washing basket, she backed out and closed the door, looking mortified.

as soon as the latch clicked, you and george melted into giggles. he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind and hugged you tight.

"told you we'd get caught." you mumbled. he kissed your neck, making you shiver.

"should we continue from where we left off...?" he muttered between kissing your neck. you turned in his arms to face him.

"definitely."

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keykeep · 1 year

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Kinktober Day 26: Hard Ass- Ron Weasley

Working at George’s joke shop. George is a literal angel but the other boss Ron Weasley got under your skin. He was annoying and you hated when George left you at the shop with Ron alone. Which was exactly what happened on your latest shift.

George left you an owl saying his son Fred was sick and he couldn’t come in but that Ron was now scheduled to help out on the busiest weekend Weasley wizard wheezes had.

The weekend before school started was always particularly busy with everyone stocking up on supplies that will get them through their wizarding term at Hogwarts.

You were run off your feet serving customers and stocking shelves and cleaning the store when Ron moped inside an hour late almost knocking down customers in his path. As he proceeded upstairs to the office area. You apologised on his behalf and offered discounts to those who were knocked about by the worst Weasley.

While you were cleaning the surfaces when Ron wandered over hands in his pockets. “Sorry I’m late” Ron mumbled. “You needn’t come at all if you’re going to be in a mood all day” you snapped back. “I’ll have you know that I run this place and you are just an employee,” he said matching your tone.

You immediately shut up furiously cleaning in silence before joining Ron in serving customers. “Listen, I’m sorry I’ve just…”

“You don’t need to apologise Weasley I’m sick of your apologies”

You grumbled. “I’m going to continue cleaning” you stalked up the stairs not wanting to be anywhere near him.

As the shop wind down to silence, you breathed a sigh of relief, your arms and legs were in pain and you were in desperate need of a massage.

You were stopped in your tracks when you heard the portrait of Fred Weasley and Ron in conversation.

“Why do you care so much? Why are you always apologising and trying to make her happy? Let’s face it, brother you’re smitten, you haven’t felt this for a while now with Hermione.”

Your breath caught in your throat but you moved closer to listen in.

“you thought you were broken, but then this girl comes along and she made you feel things you claimed didn’t exist to you before and you feel guilty so you’ve been driving her away”

Hand clutched to your chest you couldn’t believe your ears

“That about covers it” Ron said softly before they both stopped talking. You muttered a curse under your breath as the squeaky wooden floor squeaked underneath your feet.

You snuck back down the stairs hoping to avoid the squeaking stairs. You suddenly weren’t hungry anymore and instead took to writing down a list of items that were low in supply.

“ I can give you a list of how you make me feel” Ron whispered in your ear as you felt his breath upon his neck. You jumped back bumping into his broad chest.

“Sorry” , you stuttered.

“I know you heard the conversation in the office” he admitted, You groaned “stupid squeaky stairs”.

He chuckled stepping closer to you

“I thought if I was horrible on purpose you would stop coming back, I’ve never met someone so resilient”

You scoffed crossing your arms across your chest.

But before you could say anything soft lips pressed against yours, and you found yourself leaning towards him pulling each other closer into an embrace.

Moaning filled the room as the need between you grew. And with a swoop, Ron picked you up into his arms your legs wrapped around his waist.

Your hands tugged at his hair and a possessive groan escaped him which spurred you on.

The intense make-out session continued as Ron made his way up the stairs and moved to the office as your back met the hard planes of the office desk. He took half a step forward to bridge the space between you, placing a hand tentatively on the side of your breast and slowly brought it down over your curves, waist, hip, down to your thighs. Your breath is stuck in your chest anticipating the next move.

“I’ve been dreaming of this moment” he said as. he unzipped your pants and tugged them down. “Lift yourself “ he ordered.

You lifted yourself off the table as you took your pants off. The glimpse of your sheer panties brought a primal groan to burst from Ron’s throat.His hands ripped the thin material from your body leaving you bare before him.

“You owe me a new pair” you panted, “You never need to wear underwear again” Ron growled in response.

As he lowered his face towards your wet folds devouring your sweet juices as he licked up and down your slit.

His ginger hair is the only thing you can see when you look down as he buries himself against you. Your thighs pressed tight against his head.

As his tongue flicks against your sensitive bud of a clit. Your head is back against the table as your eyes close. His tongue moving faster against you. the moans spill out of your mouth. As your hips grind against his face desperate for your upcoming release.

As you arch off the table, you feel his big hands hold your hips down. Your hands grabbed onto his ginger hair as his tongue lashed your swollen clit.

You scream out his name as your orgasm rushes throughout your body.

Your trembling body eased to stillness as you relaxed your grip on Ron who had finished soaking up all the cum.

With all the strength you could muster you sat up and took in Ron’s satisfied grin his gaze fixated on you.

You took in Ron’s silhouette all the way down to the hard on straining against his pants. Dropping to your knees in front of him you knew that you needed to return the favour as you couldn’t leave him this hard. It wasn’t fair especially after he was so generous giving you a mind-blowing orgasm already. You unzipped his pants freeing his growing cock as it grew against his underwear, you bit your lip as you rolled his underwear down and gazing upon Ron’s huge cock.

Your tongue ran along the sides of his cock your tongue dragged up and down teasingly listening to the sharp intake of breath leaving Ron. You pressed her pursed lips against the tip. You kissed it repeatedly, massaging the pink head with tiny and delicate kisses. Your tongue hovered over the veins of his cock as you licked down to his shaft before you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock taking him into your mouth until your eyes watered. You swirled your tongue around his fullness as his head fell back with a grateful sigh.

Easing up your mouth your hands gripped his shaft pumping, your hands moving up and down as your mouth followed the flow.

His breathing grew erratic, his hips started to buck. As you worked your mouth over him, you could feel his pulsating member quiver before he emptied his cum into your mouth.

You looked up at him who had an apologetic look on his face. As you met his gaze you swallowed his load with a gulp before licking your lips satisfactorily. with a grin on your face you raised to your feet lips locking with his passionately.

You jump into his arms wrapping your legs around his waist.Chest pressed against his muscular body you felt your nipples hardening. His hands gripping your pert ass, hands running over the soft flesh.

You felt a finger slide into your asshole slowly sliding in and out. You surprised yourself as a moan filled the room.

“You ready for more?” He asked. All you could muster is a nod of the head. Ron bends you over the office table as your breasts met the cold wood. You felt him press against you lining up his cock to your entrance as pushed his hips forward entering you with minimal discomfort. You let out a loud moan as he eased back before pushing inside you again.

You moved your hips back and forth against his cock slowly he joined you in soft rocking movements. His hands on your hips as his pace increased and soon the room was filled with the noises of slapping flesh as he fucked your ass.

He pulled thick cock out of your ass before thrusting his hips in short fast strokes to bury himself inside you once more.

“Oh fuck, Oh yes” you moaned

As you moved your hips to smash against Ron encouraging the fast sloppy thrusting,As he pumped his thick cock in and out he panted in your ear

“I …can’t …last ….much ……longer” he said through gritted teeth. “Me either” you panted.

“Oh shit here it comes”Ron shouted as his balls tightened before exploding inside you.That was enough pressure to release your orgasm as you both slowed your movements feeling the cum fill inside you.

Ron collapsed on you as you both panted trying to fill your lungs with air.He eased his softened cock from your creamy asshole.

You both dressed slowly,savouring one last look at each other’s naked bodies. “I guess we should open up again” you admitted smoothing your hair down.

The portrait of Fred cheered out as Ron’s face reddened in embarrassment. “Proud of you brother” Fred cheered as Ron took your hand, pulling you down the stairs.

You were met by the other twin George Weasley smiling the same smile from behind the counter.

“ so I guess your fighting is over?”

“ I hate my family” Ron groaned slapping his hand to his forehead.

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thatonepersonwhocantwrite · 5 months

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Y/n running as fast as they can

5 out of the 7 Weasley siblings chasing after them

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kanataka-san · 2 years

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Fred: *thalking with his brother*

(Y/N):*appears in front of the taller boy* Would you mind if i kiss you?

Fred: *confused by the sudden question* No?

(Y/N): Then get the bloody hell down couse I can't reach..

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ohwowimlonley · 4 months

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muggle ceo fred falling in love w muggle runway model reader 🥹 just all drooly n shit for her

Fred usually hates these sorts of events, the ones filled with stuffy old rich men and famous ‘influencers’ crowded around a runway watching models walk up and down wearing clothes he didn’t think one could actually label as clothes.

He didn’t care what brand was hosting this event, nor who was sitting either side of him. He did, however, hope neither of them see the earbuds he slipped in to block out the persistent thumping bass all fashion show dj’s apparently have a hard on for.

Honestly, he barely looks up at the stage the entire time models are walking down, just small glances to keep the paparazi from calling him rude. He just so happens to catch a glimpse of you as you turn round the corner to the stage, face set as cold as stone, but he can tell you’re nervous. Surely it’s not your first time doing it? Maybe you just get like this every time. Fred finds himself wanting to know.

His eyes drift down your outfit. Actually, it’s one of the only sane ensembles he’s seen at one of these God awful shows so far. It’s a dress, he thinks (he called something a dress once, and was scolded within an inch of his life because actually, it was an uncinched invisible romper or something stupid like that). It’s all black, save for the oversized white stitching around the seems, accentuating your natural curves.

In actuality, he doesn’t really care about the clothes you’re wearing, he’s simply mesmerised by the way you walk down the runway, hips swaying and eyes dead ahead. You turn around at the end, right where he’s sitting, and your eyes make contact for the briefest of seconds, and your eyes crinkle around the corners.

For once, Fred can’t wait until the afterparty.

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statticscribbles · 2 years

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🎂 Fred Weasley x Gn!reader

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“Fred!!!! Ginny and Harry are going to be here any second!!!” You can hear Molly shout and you chuckle, trying to untangle yourself from Fred’s arms.

“Babe you need to get up and help your mom; or at least show your face.”

“No. I want to stay here with you.”

“If she comes up here it’ll ruin the announcement for lunch.” You nudge his hand and it rests over a barely visible bump you have.

“Fred..” Molly hisses and you can feel him tense, pulling the blanket back over you so it hides your stomach and he struggles to pull his pants on and reaches for a shirt that you’re handing him. You’re already dressed in one of his shirts and he grins a little.

“Fred; oh thank Merlin you’re both decent!!”

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daddy-cake · 2 years

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Rotten Boy, Grotesque Romance || Yandere!Cedric x Reader

Chapter 2: Adam Driver Jumpscare

Summary for this chapter: This might've be a little wholesome, but it's just only going to go downhill from here...

A/N: So the chapter title is dedicated to a joke that me and my bestfriend made when making this chapter about Love Hypothesis. So, fair warning that a lot of the chapter titles are going to seem like they belong in a crackfic, you've been warn.

Anyways, how would you guys feel about if I made my whole tiktok page dedicated to making fun of all my fanfics and maybe even recommending some that I found???Also, how do you all like the playlist? I personally like, but I feel like I should've done better

Also SO SORRY for the long wait, my depression was getting little quirky these past months. BUT you guys should thank my Cedric Diggory t-shirt that I got for motivation, it's the best thing ever like- it looks like he's about to drop the biggest 2000's track ever.

Pairings: Fred Weasley x Reader(Platonic), Cho Chang x Cedric Diggory, Cedric Diggory x Reader(platonic/eventually "romantic")

Words: 12,028

GENERAL MASTERLIST

SERIES MASTERLIST

<- Part 1

It was the next day after the traumatic event that just took place for all wizards and witches of different backgrounds. You still couldn't get over it, it still lingers in the air for you and you could tell that it had a huge impact on Harmonie and Harry as well. You couldn't blame them though, they both came from a muggle background and one of them had his parents killed by the man behind the Death Eaters. You try not to think of it as you got dressed, but it still was a heavy thought that you just ended up wearing a plain dark sea green sweater and plain jeans.

You enter the living room of the tent and everyone was there sitting around, the three older brothers were sitting on the couch and still looked battered from fighting off the Death Eaters last night. Hermione was sitting in one of the chairs and she was still visibly upset about the situation with the elf. Harry was sitting in the other chair that was provided with an unreadable look, and Ron was sitting on the rug by the coffee table upset at Harry for taking the last spot in the living room. Ginny was absent along with the twins and Mr. Weasley, but you figured the twins were at the table and Ginny might still be asleep or with Mr. Weasley in the kitchen. So you made your way to the table and you were right about the twins sitting there, however, you still weren’t sure about the whereabouts of Ginny and Mr. Weasley.

The twins' sat at the table with a tired look on their faces, it seemed like they didn’t get great sleep last night like everyone else, but their expressions quickly lightened up and were filled with a bit of energy when they saw you. “Morning,” They said in sync with a smile on their face.

“Morning, how did you two sleep?” You questioned the boys as you took one of the chairs, you flipped around so you could sit on it backwards but still be able to look at the two mischievous gingers before you.

George was first to answer, “It took me about a good solid two hours to sleep and I kept waking up at random times, but overall it was fine.” It took you by surprise for a second that George was first to answer since it was always Fred who first opened his mouth, but you just thought that Fred was a bit tired today.

“It was alright,” Fred simply said before shooting the question back to you on how well you slept.

“Mine was… I don’t know. I guess I slept well, but I had a nightmare about how I lost everyone in the crowd and no one was willing to help me… I just couldn't find you.”

“Not even good ol’ Mr. Perfect?” George questions you in a joking way to hopefully make you feel better and lighten up the mood, “What a shocker since it seems to me he fancied you.” You shake your head at George’s conclusion about Cedric and his feelings for you. “You shake your head and not believe me but trust me, Pretty Boy Cedric got something for you. I mean he was really-”

“George,” You quickly cut him off before he could go on to a tangent, “He doesn’t ‘fancy’ me, he’s dating someone already. He’s just awkward and trying to be a good friend so drop it.”

“I don’t know, George might be right.” Fred shrugs siding with his twin brother. You roll your eyes, you may love him to death, but this was getting ridiculous. “Look, [Name]. If you look at it from our perspective, you will see that something is going on.” You shake your head and rub your temple, these sudden accusations about Cedric annoyed you a lot. You knew full well that there was nothing going on, Cedric might’ve been awkward around you guys because it’s his first time talking to you guys and he probably felt a bit timid considering most of the people in the group were rivaling Quidditch teams.

“Whatever, it’s like arguing with a brick wall. But if you ask me, you might want to stay away from Cedric in school or it might cause some issues. We can't have our best friend's hair being pulled out by his many different fangirls.” George concluded the conversation. You were about to protest but decided to drop it, you didn’t want to get into a bigger argument about such a stupid topic. The three of you sat in silence like everyone. You wondered if the others eavesdropped on the small little argument that just took place, now that would be awkward, especially with Hermonie's teasing nature towards you.

It was completely silent, not even Fred or Geroge were cracking jokes, but thankfully it was broken by Ginny and Mr. Weasley exiting the kitchen with sandwiches prepared for the group to eat for breakfast. “Hurry up and eat everyone!” Mr. Weasley announces to the group, “We need to catch the next portkey!” After those words were announced, it went back to silence with the occasional sound of munching on the sandwiches that were made.

You all walked up to The Burrow and you were all greeted by Mrs. Weasley who was worried sick about everyone’s well-being. She quickly ran up to all of you and hugged and kissed you all on the cheek. “Oh, my Merlin! You don’t know how worried I was!” Mrs. Weasley yelled at the group before turning her focus on Bill, Charlie, and Percy. “And look at you three!”

“Mother, we’re fine-” Percy spoke up for the trio, but he was quickly silenced by Mrs. Weasley.

“I beg to differ! You three look like a mess!” Mrs. Weasley yelled at her oldest boys. Mr. Weasley had to quickly step in before she could bombard them with her worries and concern. However, it took her a good two minutes to calm down. But you couldn’t blame Mrs. Weasley for her extreme concern for the group, if you were in her position you would be reacting the same way. After Mrs. Weasley was calmed down, they all went inside. “Oh, I’m so sorry everyone! I forgot to go shopping for school supplies because of how worried sick I was for you all!” Mrs. Weasley panicked and quickly apologized to the teens attending the school for witches and wizards soon.

“It’s fine Mrs. Weasley. We could do it some other day.” Harry spoke up.

You nodded in agreement as you spoke up as well, “Yeah, and now that you mentioned it. I totally forgot to go school shopping earlier, so thankfully I could actually get it done with you guys.” You laughed nervously as you admitted your poor time management skills and procrastination. You swore two to three weeks ago to go school shopping but you just never did. You blamed it on taking care of the creatures but you knew full well that it was something that you subconsciously put off, which didn’t help you in the end when there wasn’t much time left in the holiday.

“Alright, we can go shopping the day after tomorrow.” Mrs. Weasley calmed down after hearing the words that came out of your and Harry’s mouths. You will soon come to regret opening up about how you never went shopping over the break since you knew about Ginny and Hermonie always teased about your procrastination, well, Ginny was more making fun of you type of way.

“[Name] I thought you would know better by now to not procrastinate school shopping, I thought you would’ve learned your lesson since this is the third time in a row.” Ginny made fun of you with a snicker.

“Third? I thought it was their fourth.” Hermione jumped in giggling. The twins started chuckling at the two girls teasing.

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Okay, okay. I get it, I need to work on myself.”

“You better or Cedric might lose interest after finding out how bad your procrastination is.” Ginny laughed, but you stayed silent, not even reacting to what she had said. Cedric. Cedric. Cedric. Cedric. Why does everyone think something is going on between you two? The only “romantic” thing you did was laying your head on his shoulders and him resting his head on yours? But he was trying to help you rest for a bit comfortably. You and Fred would do it sometimes, how come no one ever says anything about it? “You two are friends so it’s obviously platonic” was the answer you possibly would get if you questioned them about it.

If things couldn’t get any better, Fred jumped in. “Oh, they don’t need to worry or care about that. They’re adamant about Cedric not fancying them because he’s dating Cho and that he’s just an ‘awkward and caring’ person.” He air quoted “awkward and caring” and that was enough to say how he viewed the Hufflepuff.

“All of you are aggravating,” Was all that you murmured before rubbing your temple. Everyone cackled at your annoyance which pissed you off even more, and you were going to show them your anger by giving them the silent treatment for the rest of today and all of tomorrow. However, you knew that promise would be broken since you couldn’t ignore them for that long. You stormed up to the room that you were staying in and sat down on the mattress that you were sleeping on while you stayed at The Burrow. You needed a break from everyone’s constant bombarding with Cedric. Cedric this, Cedric that. It was infuriating. You rubbed your temple again to release some tension that was building up. It was a mindless habit that you had when you were upset about something, it often helped with releasing a bit of anger. You grabbed a book that your parent(s) gifted to you last Christmas from your suitcase. It was a book about dragons and how to take care of them. Hopefully, it would help with calming you down.

An hour or maybe longer had passed from when you first entered the room to get away from everyone. It was peaceful and silent, something that was rare at The Burrow but it would be broken by a sudden knock at the door and a voice that cooed from the other side, “Oh, [Name].” You immediately knew it was Fred and he let himself into the room since he knew he wouldn’t get a message to come in right now. He walked up to the mattress and lay down, putting his head onto your lap so he wasn’t that easy to ignore. “Are you still mad at me?” He pouted, the tone of his voice reminded you of a toddler that just got yelled at.

You tried your best to ignore him by continuing reading your book but Fred snatched the book out of your hands, so you could put your full focus on him. “You’re still mad about us picking on you?” He sat up and turned his body towards you, but in that short time, you didn’t give him a response. “I’m taking that as a yes. [Name], you know we are just messing with you. We know that Cedric really doesn’t fancy you, we’re just trying to have fun.” He apologized to you on the behalf of everyone. “Speaking of fun, why are you stuck up here reading a book when you could be having fun with us by playing Quidditch with us?” He wraps his arm around you. You turned the other way to face away from Fred to hide the smile that was fighting its way to appear on your lips. “[Name]! You can’t ignore me forever!” Fred whines before tickling your sides. You tried to hold in your laughter but you just couldn’t.

“Okay, okay!” You blurted out, a wide smile appeared on your blushing face. You jokingly try to push Fred away to make him stop but he keeps ongoing. You both were a laughing mess.

Fred eventually stopped with his nonsense and looked you dead in the eye. “Are you still mad at us? Me?” He questions you with a joking pouty face that you couldn’t help but giggle at.

“I don’t know…” You jokingly answered, he threw his head back and placed a hand over his heart then clenched his shirt dramatically.

“Oh, [Last Name]! You hurt me so much!” Fred laughed as he recovered from his dramatic stunt.

“But fine, I guess I forgive you… and the others.” You finally forgave him, or you guessed them, seriously.

“So that means you’ll play Quidditch with us instead of having your nose deep in a book like ‘Mione?”

“Maybe… But I feel like I’m a bit rusty. I never got to play any Quidditch over summer break.”

“Tsk, tsk [Name]. You’re always procrastinating, aren't you?” You rolled your eyes at Fred’s words. “No matter though, you’re just giving the other team a winning chance.” You two started laughing again. You enjoyed little moments like these, and you honestly needed it, especially after such an event happened just last night. After the laughing fit was done, he got up from the mattress and grabbed your hand to drag you down to the orchard where a makeshift Quidditch ground stood. Ginny, Charlie, Bill, Harry, George, and Ron all stood in the pit as they waited for you guys. You figured that Hermonie was just going to watch from the sidelines and help keep track of points, and you already knew that Percy was cooped up in his room dealing with work for the ministry.

“It’s about time you guys came!” Charlie hollered at you and Fred from where he stood. The stance he took looked a bit intimidating and it didn’t make it any better when he had one of the beater sticks in his hand. “I thought we were going to start without you two!” You two quickly jogged over to the group so you didn’t keep them waiting. While you two were jogging you almost tripped over Crookshanks and Brutus that were running away from the gnomes. You honestly thought they would’ve learned their lesson by now on to not mess with them, but you thought wrong.

You two finally made it to the pit, where a box was presented with the different balls used during Quidditch, but you notice that the snitch was nowhere to be seen in the box. You keep forgetting that you and the twins were the reason for the missing snitch two years ago when you visited them. You three still hope that one day it magically shows up and you don’t care how it might show up, it could fly right into someone’s head you all will be grateful that it finally has been caught.

“Okay, everyone. Charlie and I are the captains and that means we’re picking who we want on our team!” Bill announces to the group, you already knew that this was going to be unfair.

“You guys as captains and choose! That’s unfair!” Ron protested to his older brothers but it fell on deaf ears.

“And thanks to some people losing the snitch,” Bill looked at you and the twins before turning his attention to the whole group, “We won’t have any seekers, which helps out in the end since we don’t have many people.” Once Bill got done announcing to the group how things were going to be, he and Charlie played rock, paper, and scissors to show who gets to pick first. It took five rounds before Charlie was named victorious.

Charlie looked at the group deciding who he should take. “I want [Name] to be my chaser!” He made his decision and announced this to the group. This would go on for a good seven to nine minutes for the teams to get into order, and you could already tell who was going to win. Charlie’s team consisted of you being the chaser, him and George as the beaters, and Ginny as the keeper. Bill’s consisted of Harry as the chaser, Ron and Fred as the beaters, and Bill as the keeper. Ron complained a few times about the unfairness of the two teams, with Charlie’s team as a whole but he was quickly silenced by Fred questioning what he meant by those words.

Before the game could commence, they quickly went over the rules that were modified to fit this situation. You all got on to your brooms and got into proper position, you all waited for Bill to whistle as a way to signal that the game had started.

The sun was about to set and the game had finally ended when dinner was announced by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. The game ended with an unknown winner, both teams claim that they had won but even Hermonie didn’t know who won since she lost track of the points twenty minutes in. Everyone was tired and some even had bruises and dirt spread across their bodies. Quidditch was an unsafe sport especially when you have people from the most competitive houses that would do anything to win.

The dinner was set outside like the day before the Quidditch World Cup. Crookshanks was still playing with the gnomes while Brutus laid down beside your feet, tired from messing around the gnomes with Hermonie’s cat. At the table, everyone was arguing as to who won the game exactly. Percy was irritated about the argument that took place, it gave him a bigger migraine with eight people yelling at each other about the game. Mrs. Weasley was also getting quite annoyed about the bickering that was going on. “Can you all please settle down?” Mr. Weasley called out to the group in a polite tone, however, it didn’t die down.

“If you guys keep this up, you’re all not getting any ice cream!” Mrs. Wealsey calls out in a more harsher tone than Mr. Wealsey to the group. You all were quick to go silent at the threat of a sweet cold treat not being served to you guys thanks to your bickering. “Thank you.” Mrs. Weasley huffed out. She was rubbing her temple as a way for her muscles to relax from being tense thanks to everyone’s loud arguing.

“We’ll settle this tomorrow, we’ll rematch!” Charlie announced which caused Mrs. Wealsey and Percy to groan out in annoyance: they could already tell that even with a rematch, the arguing will just continue.

“How about we just not play Quidditch for the rest of the week?” Mr. Weasley questioned the group, trying to avoid any more conflict between the two teams and of course him and his beloved wife and son. However, such a simple question would create a bigger conflict as the two teams started to protest against the idea. The three outsiders then just gave up on trying to get you all to stop with your nonsense.

It was the day to finally go to Diagon Alley for school shopping. There was still tension in the group after Charlie’s team won by just a point, but Bill’s team always argue that it doesn’t count since they were distracted by Mrs. Weasley announcing dinner.

Everyone was dressed in their robes and you and the twins stuck out like a sore thumb due to you three being the only Slytherins in the cozy house. You all stood in a line as Mrs. Weasley handed you guys some Floo powder. You weren’t looking forward to using Floo powder, especially after the chaos of the Portkey: you just can’t get that sinking feeling out of your stomach after using that transportation method. You just couldn’t wait to turn eighteen so you can take Apparate classes and never have to rely on those two methods for transportation ever again, or so you hope.

“Now, Harry this time speak LOUD and CLEARLY!” Mrs. Weasley instructed Harry, you forgot about the time that Harry fumbled on his words and got transported to some completely different place, sure he was found, but who knows if he’ll fumble on his words badly and end up in some other country. Harry just nodded at Mrs. Weasley's instructions. Fred went first, then Geroge, and then it was your turn.

You stood in the fireplace with a handful of Floo Powder in your left hand. “Diagon Alley!” You shouted and dropped the powder to your feet, as you dropped it you were engulfed in a green flame and you were gone from the fireplace and were instead in a fireplace of a pub in Diagon Alley where ashes filtered all around you. You turned into a coughing fit, thanks to the ashes, as you walked over to the twins that were waiting for you and everyone else at a table. You started to dust some of the remaining ashes off of you, trying not to do it so rough so you don’t make it worse. “Finally getting used to traveling by Floo Powder?” Fred questioned you. When you first visited the Weasley’s you couldn’t quite stick the landing when traveling through this method but after doing it for a while when you’re with them, you started to get the hang of it.

“Yeah, I guess-” A cough that emitted from your mouth cut your sentence off, when you were sure you were done you continued your sentence, “Yeah, I guess I finally am.”

“About time.” George chuckled as you sat down beside Fred.

Soon Ron came through the fireplace along with Hermoine and Harry, after the trio came Ginny and of course, Mrs. Wealsey was last. Ron was in the same predicament as you when it came to ashes all around his body, but it seemed like what he thought was helping was the complete opposite. “Ron, stop doing that! You’re just making it worse!” Hermoine scolded the ginger.

“Sorry that I don’t want to be walking around looking like a buffoon with ashes all over me!” Ron yelled back as his brows furrowed at the girl with curly brown hair.

“You’ll just look like a bigger buffoon with those stains!” Soon the group had to wait while Mrs. Wealsey had to help clean up Ron. You all just wished that Ron would’ve just left the ashes alone so you didn’t have to wait this long just to go shopping. Once the two were finished, you all walked out onto the streets of Diagon Alley which had many witches and wizards that were also shopping a bit later. A certain wizard stood amongst the crowd: Cedric Diggory. The perfect young wizard was doing last-minute shopping since he had horrible time management skills which he needed to work on to keep up the image of him being head boy, perfect, and captain of Hufflepuff that everyone admires. Plus, he needed to work on it since he was taking N.W.E.T. classes and he needed a good working schedule so he wasn’t suffocating from the heavy amounts of work, however, there was a third reason that was developing. You, specifically to impress you and how you could rely on him for help on assignments. Speaking of you, he caught a group of redheads in the corner of his eyes. He knew full well that it was the Weasleys, they were a family that you just couldn’t miss with their fiery orange hairs. Then he spotted you in the group. You were laughing and by the looks of it, it was because they were cracking jokes about Ron who was red in the face. He couldn’t help but admire you for a second as the world stopped for him. It would resume when you and your group went into a shop, he didn’t bother to read what the store was. He just had to pursue after you.

He entered the store only to be greeted by rows upon rows of books, he quickly knew that he was in Flourish and Blotts. Just his luck. He started looking through the aisles but he knew it was useless, so he climbed up the stairs to have a better look at the first floor, but when he peered over the railing, he couldn’t catch a glimpse of you; instead, he could only see Ron and Harry. Thus he started searching through the aisles of the bookshelves looking for you. His mind started to wonder at the possible surprised and excited look on your face when he purposely bumps into you since he didn’t want to seem creepy just coming up to you in public like this. Very ironic really. He was trying to prepare for the encounter and how he’ll start the conversation, but he wasn’t prepared right there and then when he accidentally bumps into the person he’s been looking for. You. He looked down at you, and he froze. He was trying to collect his thoughts to try and produce a sentence, but all that came out was a messily “sorry”. “It’s fine, none of us are hurt hopefully,” You laughed as you accepted his apology.

“Ye…yeah,” Cedric murmured, letting out a breathy chuckle. “How have you been holding up?” Cedric questions you, gaining back some confidence. However, he didn’t gain anything as he stood there, his mind was racing with the scenario of you two talking.

“I’ve been… alright.” You paused as you tried to find the right words to put how you were feeling after such an event, how you really couldn’t think straight, especially without the presence of him there. “It’s just that I’ve been a little lonely. Sure Fred and George kept me company, but sometimes they can be quite the bullying gits. You know?”

Cedric nodded in understanding, seeing how the twins didn’t spare anyone from their mischievous wrath. “Yeah. I bet they can be a bit harsh,”

“Yeah… I feel like I need someone a bit more… compassionate? Like…” You paused as you looked at him before looking away out of embarrassment. “Nevermind. How have you been?”

“The same as you, but minus the two gingers constantly pestering me with jokes and pranks.” He answered with a little giggle at the end and you joined him. “Not many of my friends came to visit me or wrote to me to see how I’ve been.”

“What about Cho?” The way you said Cho’s name sounded like you and her have been sworn enemies forever.

“Not even her…” The answer caused a smile to appear on your lips hearing that you were the only one concerned for his well-being.

You looked at the brunette that was in a daze, it seemed like he suddenly froze up. It was very out of character for him. Sure, he was awkward but he still could hold up a conversation unlike what’s going on here. “Hey… are you alright Cedric?” You waved your hand in front of him, it was a little awkward that you even had to do this in the first place. “You kinda froze up on me.”

Cedric jumps at your sudden movement. He finally was able to break away from his enchanted daydream.

“O-oh! So sorry! I was thinking of something!” Cedric blurted out, he started to try to think of something to lie about that caused his odd behavior.

“It’s fine, but uh, I gotta get going. The others and I have a lot of shopping to do,” You spoke up as you started to walk away from the boy, “See you at school!”

“Yeah!” Cedric yelled out as he watched you walk off. A smile was on his lips for a second when you bid your farewell, but the smile would disappear when you vanished into the crowd; leaving him in the dust just like that. He was going to kick himself later that night for not even raising a question to you if he could tag along, but he might as well “observe” you from the sidelines as you have fun with everyone that wasn’t him. Such bitterness will stick with him forever and he probably will never get rid of it.

You looked at the books that you have purchased. There were normal, by wizarding standards, textbooks for your upcoming classes that’ll probably make you fall into a pit of stress. Then there were some books that you purchased for your pleasure and to enjoy during your leisure or to pass the time. You knew Fred and George were going to start teasing you any second now seeing the books that you have purchased, it was just in their nature to tease you about everything and anything. “Are you seriously going to be digging your nose in books all year long?” Fred teased you as he popped up out of nowhere on your right side.

“Won’t you get tired of reading after reading your textbooks?” George then teased as he popped up out of nowhere like Fred, but was on your left side.

“Ha, ha, ha.” You faked laugh at their nonsense, “Well, reading will be the only thing that’ll help pass the time.”

“What are we not good enough for you?” The gingers asked you in sync.

“Getting to that point,” You jokingly answered and they both pouted and started whining about how much you hurt their feelings with your words.

“Well, what about Cedric? Don’t you have him to talk to? I mean you and him were talking for good while in Flourish and Boltts.” George said. You were surprised that they saw you and Cedric “talking”.

“We weren’t talking, it was more or so Cedric being absent-minded and I getting slightly uncomfortable.” You corrected George about the odd conversation with Cedric. “Besides I don’t know Cedric that much and he’s probably just trying to be nice by checking up on me, even though he dazed off.” You murmured to the last part.

“Yeah, sure.” That was what all Fred had said about the topic at hand. “

It has been a week since your last awkward encounter with Cedric. It was about time to get to Platform 9¾ to catch a ride on the Hogwarts Express to get to, obviously, Hogwarts and catch up with all your friends that didn’t come with you, the Weasleys, and the two muggles of the big group.

Mrs. Weasley was going to be taking the group since Mr. Weasley was too busy that day dealing with Ministry work, so it would be easier for Harry and Hermonie not to be constantly bombarded with questions if the outfits looked muggle enough or not. Sure, Mrs. Weasley will ask them if they do look like muggles or not, but never to the degree that Mr. Weasley takes it. According to both Harry and Hermonie, we look Muggle enough: they said the luggage that we have with us right now will just look like we’re just people on holiday and now are returning to where they originally lived. After situating yourselves, you all quickly hurry over to the muggle world so you don’t miss the train and avoid getting wet from the rain.

The rain poured and poured as you all tried to grab your suitcases and trunks out of the cab's trunk, it was all going well until a certain ginger's bag combust with fireworks shooting all around them. "What the bloody hell Fred!" You yelled at Fred through your gritted teeth yet he seemed more worried about the lost profit than getting in trouble. So much for trying to blend in with the Muggles.

"It's not my fault!" Fred yells back at you as he tries to make the fireworks stop. The taxi driver at that point looked upon the chaotic scene of three teens trying to make fireworks that were coming out of a suitcase to stop while in the rain; he looked like he was almost about to pass out.

"Fred, why didn't you put it in one of the trunks!? We're trying to sneak them in, not get caught by all of King Cross!" George yells at his twin just like you.

After twenty seconds, the fireworks stopped and the trio continued their unloading while throwing snarky insults at one another, mainly towards Fred for his foolish mistake. Once they took the last thing out of the cab and closed the doors, the car sped off for very obvious reasons like to get away from the weird teens. They regrouped with the others and had to listen to Mrs. Weasley rant about how irresponsible they were and that she would be checking all their stuff before they got on the train. You only hoped that the twins hide their gags well.

You load your things on the trolleys like everyone else and rush towards the entrance of the platform of 9¾. You all had an interesting way to get in, some ran straight for it while some acted sly while doing it so no one questioned why a group of people disappeared through a wall. You and the twins were obviously the sly ones since it was just in your joking and mischievous nature. You three leaned on the wall waiting for the right moment to slide right into the entrance when it started getting a bit more crowded in the muggle train station the three of you slid right in blending in with the crowd walking or rushing to their next destination. The trio of misfits ran through a short tunnel before they reached Platform 9¾, the place was filled with students bidding their families farewell or joining their friends that they haven’t seen all holiday. The twins and you were the second option as you three spotted a group of misfits just like yourselves; the group consisted of: Lee Jordan who was a Gryffindor who shared the same love for pranks as the twins, Angelina Johnson was also a Gryffindor but was tamer than Lee however she is still quite a competitive person, Isla Tay was a fellow Slytherin who was Singaporean-Scottish with tan skin and black shoulder-length hair that have a pair of round brown eyes to match, Nadia Hassan was a black girl with hazel eyes and a blue hijab with star rhinestones scattered throughout it from Ravenclaw and was also from Welsh, and José Rodriguez was a Mexican transfer student in Hufflepuff and he looked similarly to Isla but he had a Shaggy beard going on and wore a yellow beanie over his hair that slightly resembles Cedric's.

Lee was first to see you guys and his face immediately lit up like the sun. "Hey, you guys!" He shouted waving his arms in the air excitedly. His excitement caught the rest of the group's attention and turned to who he was exactly calling out for and once they saw it was you guys, they ran up to you three.

"Oh, my Merlin! It's been forever!" Isla yells and she pulls you into a hug.

"I wrote to you all holiday long," You laughed at her enthusiasm as you hugged her back.

"I know but I still miss you!" Isla lets go of you as her smile grows brighter like Lee's. Besides the twins, you were closer to Isla out of everyone in the friend group which would make a lot of sense since you two met when you both were first years riding the train to Hogwarts so it was almost like fate that you two would be best friends and similar.

You eight chatted for a bit before it was announced that the train was leaving soon, so you and the twins had to separate from the group for a second to go bid farewell to Mrs. Weasley. While you were with your group of friends, a certain "perfect" boy was watching from afar squinting his eyes with bitter jealousy. Cedric was with his group of his friends, they were talking about some random thing that he only guessed was Quidditch related, he didn’t know since he could care less about the topic since he was focused on the animal that was in his jacket and on an individual that has been plaguing his mind for the last weeks. He felt more at ease with them than with Cho who he is supposed to love and cherish with all of his heart, but it seems that you were the true owner of his heart. He deemed that you two were on a sustainable basis with how you two were during the Quidditch World Cup, but he thought there were some minor setbacks due to him daydreaming right in front of them about having a conversation with them while trying to converse with them, irony at its finest. However, this young man has hope for this year. You two might have a lot of classes with each other and play Quidditch with you, plus, if he is really lucky you two would train and study with each other.

Cedric's teeth gritted behind his closed mouth and his hands were forming fists as he saw how you seemed so happy with everyone that wasn’t him. "How does that sound Ced?" A friend of his questioned him all of a sudden. Cedric turns to the friend that was questioning him and tries to calm down.

"What were you asking? I blanked out." Cedric made up an excuse to his friend so he wasn’t agreeing to something he would regret later.

"I was asking if you wanted to join us in our usual cabin instead of the perfects," the friend answers, he and the rest of the group looked at Cedric with confusion: Cedric blanking out and not being in conversation was such a foreign concept to them and many other people. "You alright Ced? You never are usually this quiet or blank out."

"I'm alright just tired and I guess I'm still a bit shaken up about what happened during the Quidditch World Cup," Cedric lies before answering the other question, "But I have to stay with the other perfects, but maybe we can sit together when we ride to train home." His answer was a let down to the group, but to Cedric, it helped him a lot, for he could easily slip away from the Prefects cabin and check up on you and possibly converse with you more.

You bid Mrs. Weasley a farewell with the others then walked back to your friend group and headed towards your usual cabin until the trio of girls stopped the group and hurried everyone to a cabin. "Why aren't we sitting in our usual spot?" Lee asks the two, just as confused as everyone else.

"We made it just in time," Was all that Nadia said as she waved her hands to signal the group to quickly sit down. She sat right by the window and peers put in the hall, almost like she was waiting for someone.

"What is this all about, guys?" José was now the one to question the girls as he sat down opposite Nadia.

Isla hurried to sit down right next to Nadia and look out in the hall as well. "Just wait, he might be coming soon!" The others just sat down in confusion. José sat in the middle of you and Fred on the right side of the cabin, Lee also sat on the right side by Fred and the window. On the left side: Angelina sat in between Isla and George. The eight of you watched for the hallway since there was someone special coming aboard soon.

As people start getting on the train you notice that Marcus Turner was the first to enter the cabin across from yours, while most of the group only knew him for being Ravenclaw's Prefect. Then Arthur Goodrich, Gryffindor's perfect, enters. Things were starting to click between the group as to why they were seated there. Nora Cunningham, Slytherin's perfect, enters the cabin as well. It was only a matter of time until the man of the hour entered the cabin.

The Hufflepuff Perfect walked down the narrow, ruby aisle of the train just to get to the perfect train. It seemed that in every cabin he passed he couldn’t see you, only girls fawning over him. He felt hopeless. He felt that he might’ve passed you or you were further back. "Is this all about Diggory? Then let me tell you ladies something, [Name] and Cedric- Ow! What was that for [Name]!?" He heard a voice near the Perfects cabin, it was one of the twins. He started to feel hope again, as he quickened his pace. He looked at the cabin across from the perfects and saw you sitting in between your friends. One of the twins was rubbing his shoulder as he glared at you, the boys were snickering at the scene while the girl gawked at Cedric.

"Hey, [Name]," Cedric spoke up with a smile gleaming on his face. He truly made the right choice picking to sit with the perfects instead of his friends, maybe his intuition is getting better.

"Hey, Cedric." You greeted back with a faint smile and a small wave. Lee and the other twin cooed at you in a joking manner which caused you to glare at the two.

"See you at Hogwarts and if you need anything, I'm just across from you," Cedric said, sending a small wink towards you before closing the door to your cabin and entering the perfects with a big smile and proud of himself for being what he deemed sly.

You sat there flabbergasted along with the others. "He doesn’t ‘fancy’ me, he’s dating someone already," Fred said mockingly and made a horrible impression of you thus earning him a smack to the arm by you.

"He was probably just joking around-" You tried to defend Cedric but were cut off by Nadia.

"Friends wink at each other?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure we all did it to one another as a joke at one point besides you." You argued and you were right. The group, besides Nadia, has winked at each other in some way as a joke or a friendly manner. It was odd though that Cedric would wink at you since the two of you weren’t that close, but you chalked it up to just him feeling comfortable around you.

Angelina spoke up wanting to get some answers on how someone like Cedric was friends with you. "Okay, now I genuinely need to know what happened during the holidays. No offense [Name], but how did you and Cedric become so close? The two of you never talked, I'm pretty sure he didn't even know you existed all these years or I guess he knew a bit about you since you both played Quidditch, but still."

"We talked a lot when going to the Quidditch World Cup and during it," You answered with a plain answer, but you knew one of the twins was going to pipe up.

"And don't forget after when you were lying your head on his shoulders and he was all smiling and giddy over it!" Fred spoke up before his brother could.

"Fred and I kept teasing them about it when we got home how he fancy them, but they keep on denying it saying that he's just an awkward guy that's also comfortable around them and that he’s dating Cho so he couldn’t possibly like them." George carried on. The rest of the group looked as though they weren't believing what they were hearing, they wouldn't believe what the twins were saying if it weren't for how you were acting when the twins would tease you about Cedric plus with how you and Cedric seemed comfortable around each other.

Isla broke the small silence, "You know how many people would want to be you?" You only rolled your eyes at her words. "If I were you I would be like 'yeah, he fancies me and I'll be a better partner than Cho'," Isla said in a sassy way. Now you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Things just keep repeating themselves.

Soon the train began to leave, people were yelling from the train their last farewells to their families before going off to Hogwarts. Of course your group waved goodbye to their own families, before sitting back down. "Why aren't you guys respectful towards Cho?" You questioned the group.

"What do you mean?" Isla questions you.

You furrowed your brows at your own best friend, you were also in a state of disbelief of how she and possibly the others don't see anything disrespectful. You sighed, "nothing, nevermind." You weren't just going to kill the whole mood just like that and go on a rant about respecting other people. And just after that sentence, the group continues to joke about the situation, even Fred who you thought apologized to you like a week ago. This was ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. Yet, you acted as if nothing was wrong to not disturb the atmosphere; however, you knew the twins will bug you about how all of a sudden you're now joking about it once you guys get to Hogwarts.

After some time had passed the group dropped the jokes about Cedric and you, they moved on to other stuff like how everyone’s summers were. José seemed to be full of nonsense with his pet dog that looked like it was one sneeze away from passing. Angelina's was full of training for Quidditch so she can be Gryffindor's Quidditch team's Captain. Isla was of course writing to you, but also traveling around with her family since they wanted to see a few landmarks that Muggles always go crazy about. Nadia said she didn't do much besides really reading and cooking. Lee said he has been binge watching all of the Quidditch World Cups but also has been trying to practice playing Quidditch even though he really has no desire to play for a team, he just wanted to get better at it so he could play with you guys. All of the descriptions of the holidays were pretty average and boring to say but you couldn’t really say anything since up until going to the Burrow, you have just been taking care of magical creatures.

Soon the topic shifted to the twins and the mischievous things they had planned that year and there was going to be the grand one near the end of the year that will end the school year with a bang, and according to Fred it quite literally will end with a bbang. The two tried to tie Angelina in on it since she was the only one in the group, but she didn't budge not one bit. "Nope, unlike you guys I have to make sure that I stay on my best behavior so I can be captain!" Angelina protested.

"So? You can still be captain and pull pranks with us." Lee tried to convince her.

"No evidence, No crime." José also tried to convince her.

"We all will literally help to cover up if you were part of it!" Nadia pleaded.

"Besides, you need to loosen up and this is the best way." You chimed in.

"You guys are insufferable," Angelina rubbed her temple and sigh, "fine…" Angelina finally gave in and everyone in the group cheered at their victory, it was loud to the point they didn't notice the door abruptly opening. Then an audible clear throat sound tried to compete with the wild teenagers' antics. That was when the group looked at who interrupted their fun. They all collectively thought it was the Ravenclaw's perfect since it was obvious that he never once liked them and them being loud in the cabin right next to the perfects was asking for trouble, but it wasn't him to your guys' surprise. It was Cedric. The group soon started to snicker and look at you in a teasing way.

"Hogwarts… uh," Cedric gulps a little before trying to continue his sentence, "Hogwarts wants Perfects to start checking up on people on the train, so uh, do you all have your stuff in order?" Cedric was trying to lie about the fact that he just wanted to see you, but in his mind his voice was more confident and he didn't stammer a lot. "Also, Marcus wants you all to q-"

"Quiet down we know," George mumbles a little tired to hear the name of the Ravenclaw's perfect.

"You tell that sod-" Fred was about to yell something that would get you all in trouble if it weren't for Angelina kicking his leg, not hard but hard enough for Fred to get the message to close his mouth.

"You know you can take [Name] with you, they probably wouldn't mind." Isla said teasingly mostly towards you.

"I swear to Merlin, I HATE you so much." You grumbled at Isla and emphasized the "hate". Cedric was a bit hurt to hear you say this after one of their friends teased you about him, did you not want to see him? His grip on the door tightened and his teeth gritted against each other at the idea of you not enjoying his overall company. "Cedric, you should finish checking up on other students, if you spend another second here these guys' idiocy will rub off onto you." Was all you said before the whole cart went into silence just glare at you. While everyone else was glaring at you, Cedric gave out a little chuckle and waved you farwell. He closed the door. Maybe it was because you were embarrassed of your friends as to why you were so hesitant to talk to him. Cedric thought as he felt like he cracked some sort of unsolved ancient mystery. What also thrilled him was that it seemed that you also have a slight dislike for your own companies, which was far from the truth in reality, so he felt like he didn't have to worry about replacing you friends since it would be done in a snap of his fingers.

He walked into the perfects' cabin and sat down with the other people that were looked up to at Hogwarts. "They shouldn't be a bother for now," Cedric informs the group about the noisy group. Everyone seemed to take in count of his words and carried on to the previous conversation, but the Ravenclaw didn't buy any of his words; however, he would carry on the conversation with the others leaving Cedric almost alone in his own thoughts. He can only imagine that once you and he were at the school of witchcraft, you two had the same classes. "What a coincidence!" You say as you look at the brunette's schedule. It seemed that they were the same papers if it weren't for the names of who they belonged to.

"I know right! I guess we can be study partners for now on!" Cedric said beaming with joy at you two being together for a whole year.

"Maybe we can also be Quidditch partners since my other friends are so annoying and it seems that I won't be able to see them most of the time this school year, which is lucky me because you are so much better than them."

"Oh please! [Name], I know I'm great, but you don't have to say it out loud!"

"Oh? I thought Hufflepuff's were supposed to be humble?"

"Maybe I'm not like other Hufflepuffs." You and Cedric would laugh at the irony being displayed by Cedric with him not fitting the exact mold that everyone thought he fit in.

"I feel like a bit of me rubbed off on you then," You laughed even more, "or I guess Mr. Perfect isn't so perfect. Not complaining though." You would not care if he wasn't the perfect boy that everyone, even his family, views him as. It made him feel more comfortable to be around you and relax more… he can be himself and you wouldn't care like the others. He doesn't have to feel the heavy burden around you like he does with others. You two would then talk and talk. He would even show you his familiar named Arthur that he takes everywhere he goes since it brings him comfort.

A smile was starting to plaster on Cedric's face and he was trying his best to hide it, but it was proving to be a difficult task. He tried to hide it by placing his hand on his face with his fingers trying their best to cover up the spots that made it obvious he was smiling. He leaned away from the group and towards the wall where his body rested. "Tired Diggory?" Arthur questioned Cedric. Cedric answered with a nod and a fake yawn, he closed his eyes to make it seem like he was taking a quick little nap. Then Cedric got the most brilliant idea ever: if he just pretended he lost something when everyone was nearly gone, he could seek you down and ask for your help when they reached Hogwarts. He wished he could give himself a pat on the back for the idea, but he couldn't due to the people around him would be judging him harshly.

"You guys are ridiculous! Fred, I thought you and the others were 'sorry' about making fun of me and Cedric?" You yelled at the group, mostly Fred. It's almost as if the twins forgot that they apologized to you days ago about the events. All of this made you frustrated. "Now I know to not trust you or any of your apologies again." You turned your body away from the group so that your body showed the distaste in the group at the moment. That's what you wanted to do in front of the group for doing what they did, but you didn't. You didn't want to kill the mood, so you just have to sit in silence and accept the fact that your friends are going to keep teasing you about this even though you don't like it at all.

Fred threw his arm around you as he teased you some more along with the others. "Aww, you're so adorable when you pout!" Was what blurted out and you began to become livid and you felt your cheeks and ears becoming warm.

"Knock it off!" You stuttered out of embarrassment and elbowed his side.

"AY!" Fred yelped as he held his side.

An old woman with a cart walked the narrowed aisle of the train. She stopped by every cabin to see if any of the children on the train wanted anything to snack on during the journey to the mystical school. It was very rare for students to not buy anything from the cart. For the case of Cedric, he missed it because he fell asleep while his delusions of you and him were getting the best of him. On the other hand, you with the others purchased a bunch of candies that can be categorized as joke candies with Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Sound Sweets, and Exploding Bonbons being laid out in front of the laughing misfits.

You took a bean out of a cartridge before you and hoped that whatever color you picked would be one of the ones where the bad choice wouldn't be unpleasant. A yellow bean laid in the palm of your hand and you groaned. There was a chance of it being a pleasant taste of lemon or the ghastly taste of earwax. You took a deep breath in as you prepared yourself for the worse. "C'mon [Last Name]! Hurry up and eat it!" Jośe edged you to quickly eat it.

You shot a glare at him. "Oh, you can have time to prepare, but not me?" You sighed and just threw the candy into your mouth and chewed, you closed your eyes tightly to prepare the punch of flavors. Then a distaste filled your mouth and you immediately opened your eyes at the disgusting candy that was in your mouth.

"Ha! You got earwax!" Nadia laughed at you along with everyone else while you struggled to eat the candy since there was nowhere to spit it out.

In the cabin next door Marcus stared in disgust at the cabin next to them. He was upset that such disruptive teens were seated right next to them. He quickly got up and was about to throw the door open before a tired Cedric stopped him. He woke up a moment ago due to the commotion that Turner was upset about, but Cedric was more upset then the Ravenclaw since his dreams were sadly interrupted. "Wait, let me talk to them. They'll just only be louder if you go to them since they hate you." Cedric yawned and rubbed his eyes tiredly as he got up. Marcus only huffed and rolled his eyes before sitting back down and letting Cedric handle this. Cedric was about to open the door of the cabin of misfits until it was swung open by you.

"I'm going to get some Fudge Flies and more bonbons!" You called back to the group before bumping into Cedric. You didn't even notice his presence, but that could possibly be looking behind you towards the group. "Oh, so sorry Cedric!" You quickly apologized to the Hufflepuff.

"It's fine," he accepted your apology before closing the door of the cabin for you. "So you going to the cart? Let me come with you then, I didn't buy anything when she came by."

"Why is that?"

"I sorta fell asleep, the others aren't much company." Cedric laughed nervously as you two began to walk the aisle.

"Really? I knew being perfect was boring, but I didn’t know it was that boring." You emphasized "that" to exaggerate and seem extra for a good laugh. It seemed to work as Cedric let out another laugh.

"Yeah, there's not much to talk about since it'll just be the usual awkward talk of summer break then silence."

"I would totally let you come and talk with us, but you and I will just be made fun of the whole time." Cedric paused in his tracks for a second with furrowed brows.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, the twins are set on the fact that you fancy me. Crazy innit?" You laughed before quickly dying down. "Hope this doesn't make our… uh… friendship awkward." Cedric stared at you in surprise as you were so hesitant to even state you two have a friendship. He was a little heartbroken.

"No, not at all. They’re just probably be jerks with how it's obvious that some of your friends don't really like me." Cedric said, giving you a soft smile and you smiled back.

After a second, you two reached the old lady with the cart. "Can I get a box of Fudge Flies and three boxes of Exploding Bonbons?" You asked the lady reaching into your pockets to grab out the money to pay her, but Cedric stopped you.

"Let me pay," he murmurs to you, "I would also like a box of Fudge Flies." He hands the women the money that paid off everything that was ordered then he was handed all of the items which you quickly helped since it looked like he was about ready to drop them. You grabbed the items that you and the other wanted and left the other box of Fudge Flies for Cedric. The two of you began to walk over to your original cabins.

"You really didn't have to pay for me." You spoke up.

"Well, I just wanted to be a good… friend, that's all." He wanted to say something other than friend, but it didn't feel right. He had Cho… he has to remember that he's supposed to be her beloved boyfriend that practically worships the ground she walks on, but there is something about you that Cho could never have.

"Now it feels like I owe you…" You grumbled.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I swear, you don't owe me anything and I won't bring this up like," he stopped himself before he could continue with his sentence, he wanted to throw some slander towards your friends but the conversation could go good or very much terrible. "Nevermind." You looked at him a little confused, you wanted to question what he was going to say but dropped it since he didn’t want to talk about it.

The two of you reached your respective cabins. "Well, I guess I'll see you some time at Hogwarts." You say.

"Yeah, see you around. Oh! Could you please tell the others to be a tad bit more quiet or else Marcus might pop a blood vessel as he yells at you guys." Cedric asks you to do a minor favor for him.

"Sure, can't promise they'll actually listen to me." You chuckled, "See you around, Cedric." You then enter the cabin and are immediately met with a bunch of your friends teasing you and laughing like hyenas.

"See you around…" Cedric mumbles out as he enters his own cabin.

"Took you awhile, Diggory." Nora said in a scolding tone.

"Yeah, yeah. I just wanted something to eat." Cedric grumbled as he began to eat the candy.

It was starting to get dark out and the sky would've been littered with bright white stars if it weren't for rain clouds filling the sky and began to sprinkle for a bit until it completely started pouring down. Everyone on the train had changed out of their normal clothes to their school uniforms as their time to depart the train was drawing near. It was time for Cedric to execute his plan, but he felt like he was missing something. It took him a second until he realized that the familiar that he had tucked in his shirt throughout the whole train ride was missing. He started to panic really badly. He didn't know what he would do without his little pal. Soon the train was brought to a halt. Each year was taken off the train separately which made it harder for Cedric to go looking for his buddy so had to sit around and wait until his year was called to come off the train, and Merlin only knows how long that will take. He sat in his seat, bouncing his leg up and down rapidly before chewing on his index finger's nail. "Are you alright, Cedric?" Arthur questioned Cedric, noticing his very nervous behavior.

"Oh yeah! Just a little worried about getting wet, that's all!" Cedric lied since he knew he'd be in trouble if they knew about his buddy being lost in a train because he decided to carry him around for some sort of comfort. However, his answer only got an eye roll from the Slytherin and Ravenclaw's prefects, but he could care less.

It felt like ages to Cedric, but it was finally time for his year to get off the train. He immediately dashed to your cabin hoping you were there and you were. He gave a big sigh of relief before urgently telling you he needed your help. "[Name], please help with something and promise not to tell anyone!" He grabbed your shoulders like they were his only lifeline, which in this case they were.

You were a little put off by his very frantic behavior, but pushed it aside since it was obvious he was in dire need of help. "Sure, what is it?" You questioned him calmly and even tried to calm him down.

"Okay… so uh…" Cedric tried to start off his sentence, but it was no use due to him being worried sick and was also in the presence of you. You told him to take a deep breath to calm down and he did before going on to his explanation. "Okay so throughout this whole train ride I had my familiar tucked away in my clothes, and when I changed out of my old clothes into my robes it seemed as though he ran off. He never ran off before!"

"Oh! Dear! We shouldn't be standing around!" You said before exiting out of the cabin quickly into the almost empty. Cedric quickly followed you out. "What am I trying to find anyway? A cat, a toad?" You questioned him as you started to look around.

"Well… uh… he's a niffler." Cedric said timidly as he began looking as well. "He's brown with some black spots, his most notable one is on his back."

"A-a niffler!?" You were shocked to hear his answer, but he quickly shushed you.

"Not so loud!" He whisper-yelled at you. "Look, I know it was stupid to buy a niffler, but eleven year old me never quite understood the concept of consequences of owning pets like that. I swear though, he's usually on his best behavior!" He tried to defend himself a bit for owning such a particular creature.

"Cedric, I don't mean to let your hopes up-"

"Don't say it!"

"But he might be good as gone…" You told him, almost feeling bad to be the one to bring him the sad news. Cedric shook his head though at you, not believing a single word that's coming out of his mouth. Sure he likes you a lot, but his niffler always comes first!

"Not possible, he couldn’t have gone that far!" He said as he started to quicken up his space and even looked at every single place that had anything remotely shiny. You shook your head before starting to help him find his lost niffler again.

After a minute of searching, you noticed something furry poking out of the crevice of a seat in one of the cabins. "Cedric!" You called out for him and he immediately rushed to you. "I think I found him." His face immediately lit up as he rushed over and began to pull out the creature from within the seat. Sure enough, it was a niffler holding some jewelry, but Cedric could care less at the moment that his niffler was stealing other people's belongings. He started to hug the small thing before scolding it like if were a child and forcing it to drop all the things it stole. You couldn't help but laugh, but still be disappointed at Cedric for owning such a creature.

"Please keep this between you and me, I don't really want him and I to get into any sort of trouble." Cedric than pleads to you, hoping you'll go along with his wishes.

"Of course." You say to his delight, but you had more to say. "You know, you're lucky you're my friend or else I'd report right away just out of spite." You teased and laughed which he joined in as well.

"Thank you for helping me find him and even finding him, I owe you my life." He said in a very soft voice as he began to tuck his friend into his robes. "We should get going, like right now." He said in his regular voice. Both of you totally forgot that you needed to get to the carriages fast because of there being a feast and the fact that it's still pouring outside.

"Yeah!" You said as you and him started rushing out of the train and towards the carriages. By the time you two hopped into one, you both were drenched. "Well, guess there was truly no point in running." You laughed as you looked down at yourself. You looked like a mess in your eyes, but Cedric thought otherwise.

"Yeah, I would totally offer you a robe like that one night at the world cup, but you should already know the reason why I wouldn't." Cedric tried to make a little joke.

"What's next? You're going to offer me to lay my head on your shoulders?" You laughed, he let out a chuckle as well. He felt fine with you and felt like he could be himself.

"Maybe, it wouldn't make a difference really unless you want to be damp," Cedric said before his niffler started crawling out his robes to shake off the water and be a bit more dry. "Archie!" Cedric yells at the niffler trying to make him stop so the two of you wouldn't get more wet.

"Archie? That's what you choose to name it?"

"Hey! Don't shame me, it was either that or Arthur and he seemed to prefer Archie over Arthur!"

"I really can't say anything, I named my cat Brutus."

"Guess we both suck at naming animals then."

The carriage soon made it to Hogwarts and the doors swung open, you both were hesitant to walk out there since the both of you felt that your clothes were beginning to dry, but to both of your dismay you had to get wet again. "How about you go first?" You said as you looked outside.

"How about I try to cover us both with my robe, I don't really care if it gets wet. Before you ask 'are you sure', I'm sure." He said as he began to take off his robe and place it over both of you. Archie soon began to crawl up onto Cedric's shoulders so he wouldn't be left behind.

"Do we just run out on the count of three?" Yoy questions and Cedric nods. "Okay… one… two…three!" You and Cedric both yelled as you began to run out of the carriage and towards the entrance of Hogwarts. The both of you almost tripped over each other quite a few times until you made it to the entrance. "You should put Archie away." You told Cedric as you pointed at the brown creature.

"Where would I even put him? I thought you took care of magical creatures for a living that keeping these guys in cages is impossible." He said as he started to wrap Archie in his robes. "He'll just have to deal with this until we get to my dorm room." He then began to walk inside of the school and you quickly followed him.

After a bunch of twists and turns, the two of you made it to the Great Hall where everyone was seated. It was really awkward for the two of you just to walk in late and sapping wet. "Uh, see you around [Name]." He murmurs to you.

"Yeah, see ya'." You said before the two of you head separate directions to join your house's table. You sat down with your friends while he sat down with his own.

"So what were you and Mr. Perfect doing? Snogging?" George teases as Fred pretends to snig with thin air.

"Shut up you two!" You yell at them and kick both of their legs under the table which causes them to yhelp.

"Who were you with, Ced?" One of Cedric's friends questioned the brunette as he sat down.

"Uh, [Name] [Last Name]." Was all he said as he tried his best to avoid any further questions.

"So you hung out with some Slytherin and not one of us?" Another one if his friend piped up and Cedric didn’t like his choice of words to describe you.

"They aren't-" Cedric yelled at first, but calmed himself down before continuing, "they aren't just some Slytherin,"

"Are you really gonna replace us with them?" With the way that his friends were referring to you was a way that seemed of disgust and Cedric was sick of it, he wanted his friends to have some respect for you. Maybe he might replace them with you, maybe he can also devise a plan to make them purposely get seriously hurt during Quidditch since he thought they deserved it for saying such words about you. At this point, it wasn't even a maybe. He will do it no matter what it takes and he will target your friends next.

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melinasnook · 5 months

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𝆬 ﹙𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆'𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕﹚ .

hello lovelies ! welcome to my masterlist !

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wixafix · 2 years

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George Weasley X Reader

Hurt/ comfort. Domestic fluff. Determined.

You don't want to get out of bed, but you're both going to the burrow today.

We can do this.

"Come on, Darling." George grabbed both of your hands as you feebly fought to stay in bed.

"It's cold in the out." The winter sun was weak so there wasn't much to urge you into awakeness, you could hear the rain though so there was that. You loved the smell of the rain and the name of it, Petrichor. It just, it was nice.

"Yes but then you put clothes on and it's nice and warm again."

"Is not, don't lie to me." You yelp when the duvet is yanked off and George throws you over his shoulder. "George! It's cold."

"It's winter."

"We're magic. It shouldn't have to be cold."

"You hate the heat, you hate cold." George set back down on your feet, near the wardrobe, with a laugh,

"I hate mornings." This one especially because you had to get George to go to the Burrow and George hated the Burrow since then because it wasn't what it used to be, now all melancholy. You layer smartish clothes for the cold and grab one of George's cloaks before heading down to join breakfast, buttering the toast that had popped out the toaster.

While you both loved magic, Muggle appliances were convenient and it was easy to ward rooms to keep the magic inside like George's lab and your what ever the fuck you fancy at the time. One time it was sticky glitter bombs another it was making your own paper.

"Dressed?"

"Yep. We have somewhere to be before we go to the restaurant, you know that right?" George's mood dropped instantly and you hated screwing his happy morning up. You could feel the pain tinge the air.

"Yeah. Will you apparate? If I have to well end up split between New York and Timbuktu." You both made the conscious decision to have just a normal fireplace, one that you didn't connect to the floo network because neither of you fancied having people pop in and out whenever, family or not.

"Of course. I happen to like our halves together, love." George tried a smile that was a little tight at the corners and little thinner than it usually was. You kissed the corner of his mouth before plating up the toast as he carried over the the eggs and tea. "We won't be there long, but I have winter daisy chain."

"I don't know where I'd be without you, Darling." He threaded his fingers through yours, across the table. Smile a little gentler and crow's feet where his smile reached his pretty brown eyes.

"Locked up in your shop like a mad scientist but I'd love you regardless." George snorted a little laugh and nodded in agreement, his long hair falling out of the bun and across his forehead. You always loved his long hair when he had it in Hogwarts and only encouraged him to grow it back out when he asked if he should. "The real question is where would I be without you?" George smiled, struggling still probably.

The both of you lifted a weight off eachother and bore it together and fought it together and usually you won together.

Like today, when, after you'd tidied breakfast up you held cupped both sides of George's face and pressed a kiss to his worry bitten lips. His arm wrapping tight around your waist and fingers tangling with the hair at the nape of your neck as he held you close and only reluctantly let you go.

A look, fingers intertwined and with wand in hand, you both gave one last glance and a nod and you disapparated.

~~{ Wixafix [Wixabear] }~~

#george weasley #george weasley x reader #george weasley x you #short ficlet #one shot #fluff #domestic fluff #hurt/comfort #Fred is dead #sorry.#the burrow #the weasleys #reader insert #gender neutral reader

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peaxhxhair · 7 months

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Harry Potter - MASTERLIST

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Fred (f) & George (g) Weasley

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Draco Malfoy

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avada-kedavra-bitch-187 · 2 years

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What’s that fic that has multiple parts where reader is friends with fred and george and after a couple years they finally meet up again and reader is a writer who is secretly dating charlie and that’s where she gets her book ideas/pictures from and the twins invite her to dinner where they find out reader is with Charlie. I think it’s called something like already a Weasley or something like that

Practically a Weasley @lupinlongbottom

https://lupinlongbottom.tumblr.com/post/176452678448/practically-a-weasley-charlie-weasley-x-reader

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