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dreamcubed · 2 years

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Golden Trio’s Gen;

harry potter;

i forgot that you existed (ex-lovers)

summary; it’s quite difficult to forget your ex when he’s the infamous boy who lived, but somehow, some way, you were finally getting there

daylight (s2l)

summary; after providing for yourself and your two sons alone for so long, you were foreign to the concept of help, and the last person you expected to receive it from was the infamous boy who lived

george weasley;

cigarette daydreams (forbidden love)

summary; george didn't expect to meet the ghost of a hufflepuff descendant when he went for a walk one night, and he certainly didn't expect to learn a truly tragic life story of someone long forgotten, either

girls on film (forced proximity)

summary; in an attempt to connect more to the muggle world, hogwarts started a broadcasting club, which looked to be a massive aid in you finding more about your best friend’s crush for her. only, you didn’t expect to find a crush of your own along the way

soon you’ll get better (established relationship)

summary; george was a broken man after the untimely death of his built-in best friend, and as his lover you were at a loss of how to help his grief

me! (accidental marriage)

summary; after waking up in bed with a red-haired stranger and no memories of the night prior, you run off as quickly as you can. it isn't until months later when you're trying to buy a house that you learn that you can't just leave that forgotten night in the past

fred weasley;

death by a thousand cuts (ex2l)

summary; past relationships were meant to stay in the past, hence the name. however, it soon became clear that fred weasley wanted you back, and was willing to do whatever it took to fight for your love

end game (established relationship)

summary; all the times you and fred joked around in ways that reflected your prankster reputation, and the one time you had to be serious

london boy (s2l)

summary; after taking the plunge and moving across the world, you are unsure of how to form a new social circle and support system. it appears there was no need to worry, as you soon meet a charming man who runs a joke shop with his twin brother

enchanted (s2l) - NEW

summary; maybe volunteering to sing at the yule ball would mean that your crush would finally notice you, and maybe you could have a wonderfully enchanting night as a result

ron weasley;

dress (bff2l)

summary; why couldn’t your best friend of over three years realise that you saw him as so much more than that? maybe he just needed a glaring sign, and there was no better opportunity for that than the yule ball

oliver wood;

more than a woman (s2l) || one | two ||

summary; y/n was one of many who fancied the obsessive quidditch boy, and to her surprise, she was of interest to him as well

afterglow (ex2l)

summary; during your relationship with oliver, your friend groups fused to form one - so, when you broke up over a deemed “petty reason” and refused to go anywhere near each other, your friends decided to do something to fix the “split custody” situation they had found themselves in

draco malfoy;

don’t blame me (s2l)

summary; y/n was surprised to find herself relating to the family pressures draco malfoy faced, and it soon opened up the question of... would their bond help them fight back and choose the good side, or will they both be too weak to not give in?

cruel summer (forbidden love)

summary; their relationship was never meant to be, and y/n knew that, but a part of them hoped that draco would be willing to fight for them and their love in the face of familial expectations

call it what you want (forbidden love)

summary; his entire life, draco had it drilled into him that anything to do with muggles was bad- impure, even. but after his father is imprisoned for life, he decides to venture into the muggle world- just as a temporary thing, of course

lee jordan;

drug dealer (s2l)

summary; if anyone thought hogwarts students didn't have means to get weed, they were wrong - it was a widely used drug within the castle, and y/n was a new customer to the resident drug dealer

pansy parkinson;

this is why we can’t have nice things (break-up)

summary; you had already given pansy a second chance, but she really had proven that she couldn’t be trusted, and that your relationship had to be ended for good

mattheo riddle;

king of my heart (arranged marriage)

summary; your refusal of marriage led your father to relinquish permission for you to choose your own husband, allowing him to make the decision himself and ensure the most status and wealth possible. the problem? the man he chose for you was closed off and arrogant

lover (marriage of convenience)

summary; born into a loveless family, you had been denied the opportunity to marry for many years. that was, until, a duke noticed your situation and gave your parents an offer that they simply couldn't refuse - but would it be a love match?

i don’t wanna live forever (ex2l) [18+]

summary; ever since you began dating, you and mattheo had been a fiery and toxic mess of breaking up and getting back together - only, when you finally try and date someone else, you realise that you miss and crave the unhealthy pattern that came with mattheo riddle

…ready for it? (fake dating) [18+] - NEW

summary; following the war, mattheo is suffocated by the association with his father, and decides there is only one way to make people see that he is nothing like him. you, on the other hand, want to prove to people that, in the year you’ve been in hiding, you have changed from the naïve goody-two-shoes you

theodore nott;

delicate (s2l)

summary; when your childhood friend daphne decides to drag you out to her family’s californian beach house with her slytherin friends during the summer holidays, you are reluctant to come out of your carefully crafted shell. and then, out of nowhere, you find yourself relating to the quietest boy on the trip

i think he knows (not actually unrequited love)

summary; you had fancied the mysteriously quiet slytherin boy for as long as you could remember (since first year), and, quite frankly, your best friend was sick of you going on about it without ever making a move

you need to calm down (e2l) [18+] - NEW

summary; after returning to hogwarts for a subsidiary 8th year to make up for the loss of 7th year due to the war, you are a completely different person, and muggle-born-hating theo finds himself obsessed with you

fleur delacour;

gorgeous (s2l)

summary; you, like everyone else, were drawn to the part-veela fleur delacour when beauxbatons visited, only she thought that you hated her because you made it your mission to avoid her

blaise zabini;

false god (arranged marriage)

summary; you had been betrothed to blaise zabini practically your whole life, and while you moved in the same friend group, he had always avoided you. you tried to understand, you really did, but were you really so undesirable?

lorenzo berkshire;

the archer (s2l) - coming soon

summary; lorenzo's cat hates everybody but you

[more to be added when fics are written]

Marauders’ Gen;

remus lupin;

girls like me (soulmates)

summary; after becoming a werewolf over the summer holidays, y/n returns to find that remus lupin, a famous marauder, has an air of attraction around him that she never noticed before

new year’s day (s2l)

summary; after a troubling christmas with your not-so-nice family, you hurriedly make your leave on boxing day without checking the weather. and, after a whirlwind series of events, you find yourself snowed in with a mysterious stranger

james potter;

the man (fwb2l) [16+]

summary; you hated it. james could go around sleeping with as many different people as he liked and get praised for it, while you did the exact same and only ever got slut-shamed. the worst part? james didn’t seem to understand that, despite being your most frequent fling

sirius black;

miss americana & the heartbreak prince (s2l)

summary; after making an impromptu transfer from ilvermorny to hogwarts, you are thrust into a world of british boys and pranks - with one in particular catching your eye

regulus black;

back to black (s2l)

summary; autumn was your favourite season of all time, and not even your lack of parents or friendships could ruin it for you. but, maybe a brooding boy in your year could

[more to be added when fics are written]

Other Gens;

tom riddle;

the loch ness monster (ex-lovers)

summary; y/n had watched their lover become a despicable man capable of no good, and it pained them that he still had a hold over them

she’s my collar (soulmates)

summary; most people were destined to never find the person who was born with a matching tattoo to theirs - you weren’t one of those people, but you were forced to endure your soulmate creating horcruxes and the effect it had on your soul

i did something bad (s2l)

summary; an orphaned boy with sinister plans for the future, and a new girl who is about to discover she may be just as bad as her parents. what happens when they meet?

[more to be added when fics are written]

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once-upon-an-imagine · 3 months

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hi!! i know you're not taking requests at the moment, but i was wondering if you'd ever write for lee jordan from hp and gareth emerson from stranger things if requested? love your work btw, i've been rereading my favorites all day!

Hii love 😁 thank you for asking!

To be honest with you, lately I've only been writing for Charlie and Bill (and sometimes Theo) for the Golden Trio era, and there's a Fred story I still need to finish 😂 buuuut, Lee has never been requested so it would be cool to write for him! 😊 So yes

As for Gareth Emerson YES! I would love to write for this cutie pie

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spxllcxstxr · 2 years

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sapphwriting · 2 years

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all i really want is girls

summary: lee jordan has a crush on you, but you are a lesbian.

basically a coming out to lee jordan fic. i don't see much of coming out fics and really enjoy them so i decided to write one.

this is pretty cringe but hope you enjoy!

you noticed something was up with lee. everytime his hand brushed yours he would give a shy smile or you would catch him staring at you. and everyone seemed to find it obvious lee had a thing for you. but you didn’t have a thing like that for him.

you had known you liked girls for just a few months, well you figured you had known in the past but only really realised it in the past few months as you got older. and it was something you hadn’t really told anyone since the topic was never brought up.

and so you carried on with life as if nothing happened, because nothing really did. and currently you were sat in the common room with angelina, fred, george and lee. angelina and george were having their daily pining session (“but we don’t fancy each other!” they would say). fred and lee were discussing random things about quidditch and you were reading while trying to listen to these conversations at the same time.

eventually angelina left because she was falling asleep. george soon got bored and also headed up, followed by fred, who gave lee a wink as he left and pointed towards you not so subtly.

shoot.

and so with just you and lee left alone, lee tried to make conversation.

“what are you reading?” he started.

“emma by jane austen.” you responded.

“is it good?” he continued.

“yeah i would say so. a bit difficult to understand sometimes if i’m honest, but that’s what i get for reading classics.” you laughed, and set the book to the side. you decided to just talk to him. “how have you been?”

“i’ve been great honestly,” he paused, “i think i’ve found someone who i really like, and i think she makes me really happy.” he said with a sigh.

and in that moment you could swear your heart stopped. “that’s really great! i’m happy for you.” you tried to sound excited, and just silently hoped that your suspicions were wrong and that lee would talk about some pretty girl and you could encourage him to make a move. but your gut said otherwise.

then lee said, “so, do you fancy anyone?”

shit.

what are you supposed to say to that.

“no, not really.” you responded, trying to be as truthful as you could without having to tell him you were a lesbian.

lee laughed a bit, like he was nervous. no. shy.

“well, can i tell you more about this girl?” he asked.

you couldn’t say no, that might seem rude and at the same time you wanted to dissapear into the comfort of your bed with no thoughts.

“sure.” you said, hoping you didn’t sound annoyed.

“well, she’s really smart. in a lot of ways, not just school. and she’s funny without even trying and honestly she can always make me laugh.” and he sighed happily, he kept looking at you as if you would figure out what he was trying to do. but you had no idea how to react. it would be so much simpler if he just went and said he liked you. but him being lee, of course he’s wanted to take the romantic route. and to any girl this might’ve given her enough butterflies to last seven lifetimes. but not for you.

and in the moment you had the idea to make a bold move.

“who is she?”

even you couldn’t believe you’d dared to ask.

lee paused for a moment, as if deciding on something.

and then he opened his mouth, and in quiet tone came-

“you.”

it was just above a whisper.

“what?” you asked. just to confirm for yourself. maybe everything you were thinking had all been in your head.

“this girl i like, it’s you.” he spoke louder. your throat felt congested. as if you would cry. but you weren’t even sad what was this.

you stayed silent. and then you said.

“no. no, you can’t.” you said.

“wha-what?” lee asked confused.

“i really like you lee. but not like that.” you responded, and you decided to tell him. “i can’t.” you barely got out the last bit.

“what do you mean you can’t- oh.” he put it together. “you’re-”

“a lesbian.”

that was the first time you’d told someone out loud. and now you wanted to cry.

lee didn’t speak. he didn’t even look at you. he looked betrayed, but not mad.

and out of the guilt you felt seeing his expression, you decided to apologise.

“i’m sorry.”

you didn’t get any response for a few moments.

“no. no don’t apologise. i’m the one that’s been here silent.” he said finally.

“are you mad?” you asked, knowing damn well you didn’t want to know.

but you got an instant response and lee seemed to get up from whatever trance he was in and snapped up to finally look at you.

“what? no. no of course not.” he responded instantly. “i’m sorry, i just needed a moment. just one of your friends told me that you told her you liked me ‘hardcore’ but clearly not. i’m definitely over-doing this right now. i’m half asleep and my thoughts aren’t processing.” he rambled on. “sorry.” he added.

and you decided to hug him. he seemed caught off guard but hugged you back. through the hug he made conversation.

“so clearly there’s been enough of who i like. but what about you?” he asked with a bit of a teasing face.

“no way i’m telling you.” you said back in the same cocky tone he’d had. you remembered when one of his roomates had told him who he liked, he hadn’t stopped teasing him to this day.

“ugh fine.” he said and playfully rolled his eyes.

and conversation went on, and you felt a huge weight had been taken off your shoulders.

hope you enjoyed! i am open to feedback and requests.

#lee jordan #lee jordan x reader #lee jordan x female reader #lee jordan fluff #lee jordan x platonic reader #lee jordan x reader platonic #harry potter #lesbian

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wolfstardaughter-jj · 1 year

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Y/n: *literally just existing*

Fred from afar: *staring lovingly*

Fred: look at her...I would die for her...I would kill for her...either way, what bliss?

George:

Lee:

Everybody near him:

Fred:...I said that out loud, didn't I?

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georgeweasleyslostearhq · 10 months

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SPINNET?

Pairings: George Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: You fall for your best friend Warnings: mention of crying, snogging

you only started to notice the tingly feeling you got when you around George at the beginning of your 6th year at Hogwarts.

the way your cheeks turned hot and palms turned sweaty when you around him. that never happened before.

you knew what was happening, it happened to a lot of best friends, it was a phase they go through, but you never thought if would happen to you, because it it were to happen, it wouldn't gone by now.

he's a very attractive bloke. but this year is different. he grew his hair long, his face is more defined, grew another inch taller and his arms seemed bigger and more toned, probably from quidditch. his posture straightened and his lips were more full.

he was hot, but he was your best friend

but how could you not like him? he was funny, playful, and just plain adorable.

"wicked" the twins whispered as Dumbledore announced the Triwizard tournament, you smiled at them and continued listening, your eyebrows furrowing at the mention of no one under the age of 17 can put their name in the cup.

you laughed as the twins stood up and booed "you don't know what you're doing!" they yelled

"god those two are loud" Angelina spoke to you, being dorm mates for the past 6 years have made you guys really close, you guys will stay up late talking and gossiping about merlin knows what

"tell me about it" you rolled your eyes playfully

you've heard a familiar voice call out your name and you smiled, your stomach feeling like it's going to explode. you turned around and saw him

"hi George, what do ya need?" you asked, he smiled brightly at you backing your cheeks turn red.

"Angie and Hermione were looking for you, there in the library" he told you.

"oh, ok, thanks!" you grinned

"i'll walk with you, c'mon" he placed his arm around your shoulder, you tensed up and felt your hands start to get clammy, he was always sort of touchy, but your newfound feelings make you nervous.

"so, me and Fred are thinking of putting own names down for the tournament" he said casually

"what? but you're only 16, you won't be able to do that" you raised your eyebrows

"ah, but that's where you are wrong, love" he always called you that, but now it made you want to cry.

"how so?"

he only smirked "guess you'll have to fine out"

"oh merlin's beard, please don't do anything stupid" you pleaded. he chuckled as he let go of your shoulders, dropping his arm and grabbing your hand instead. going ahead of you and walking backwards, pulling along with him

"do you even know me?" he tilted his head

"unfortunately" you grumbled

"oi, don't be annoyed at me, you love me" he furrowed his brows, narrowing his eyes to glare at you playfully

"I- I do not!" you agued pathetically, your words getting caught in your throught

"don't deny it, I know you do" he teased but you began to feel dizzy from the butterflies. a good dizzy.

you avoided George after that, you didn't want to embarrass yourself and ruin the friendship by letting something slip, you didn't want him to know your secret. you didn't want anyone to know, it was pathetic, falling for your best friend.

he noticed, how wouldn't he, he would look at you and you did your best to avert your eyes.

he would try talking to you and you would get up and leave or start a conversation with the person next to you.

he would go up to you and you would rush away.

he felt like he did something wrong

it's been 2 weeks and nothing

even after him and Fred's failed attempt at putting their names in the cup, you didn't go up to him and scold him, you didn't even laugh when they turned old. you just looked at them, looking disappointed

so when you were sat in muggle studies, 5 minutes into the lesson when he rushed in, the only empty seat was next to you. he smiled as he sat next to you, trying to get you to look at him

"hey, love" he whispered, you sighed, closing your eyes and you bit your lip

"hey" you mumbled

"you alright?" he asked you, leaning closer to you

you hummed at him and looked at the board, writing your notes

"what do you think the second task will be?" he questioned, the first task were brutal, how could they let kids fight dragons?

you almost smiled at his attempt to talk to you.

you only shrugged your shoulders in response

"why won't you talk to me?" he wondered out loud.

"silence Mister Weasley, not only did you arrive late but you are interrupting the class and disturbing miss Y/L/N" the Professor yelled at him

you and Angie stayed up late again, sitting in your beds talking to each other

"so, the yule ball huh?" she smirked

"i know, it sounds so fun!"

"what colour dress are you gonna wear, i was thinking purple" she informed you

"I haven't thought about it, but purple sounds great for you Ang" you grinned

"sooo, do you fancy anyone?" she interrogated suddenly

"no" you responded quickly

"I don't believe you" she glared at you with a smile

"do you?" you asked back, she shuffled in her seat

"you can't tell anyone, promise?" she raised her eyebrows, you nodded your head

"promise" you repeated

"I kind of Fancy Fred" she whispered, even though it was just you two in the room.

you gasped lightly "do you think he'll ask you?"

"probably not" she frowned "i mean, he's really popular, you could go with a girl from Beauxbatons"

"i bet he'll ask you, you would look really cute together" you pointed out

she giggled softly "speaking of a twin, I heard you were avoiding George, why? he's your best friend" she whined

you stayed silent to for a moment, your mouth slightly open, trying to fine the words

"um-"

she let out a gasp and covered her mouth in shock

"oh merlin- do you fancy George?!" she stared at you wide eyed

you stayed silent again, there was no point denying, it's safe to say that ever since you found your new feelings for him, he was no longer your best friend, but your crush.

Angie was your best friend now.

"aw, that's so cuteee, you guys are perfect" she awed

"as friends" you mumbled

"hey, don't say that, he would be stupid to not like you back" she frowned again

"thanks Ang" you murmured, laying on your back on your bed

"let's get some rest, yeah?" she turned off her lamp and you went off to bed

it's been another week and you were sat next to Angie when a paper ball got thrown at her, she looked over and Fred was staring at her, signing at her to go to the ball with him, she nodded her head happily and looked back at you with a big smile

"we need to get you that purple dress of yours" you said quietly.

you both got up and heard footsteps behind you

"wait up" they called, you both turned around and saw George coming up to you, Angie nudged you as he got closer looking at you, you looked at the ground and avoided eye contact with him

"would you give us a minute Ang?" she stepped away to give you a bit of privacy

"i uh- i need your help with something" he looked at you

"with what" you took a deep breath, tapping your foot

"doesn't matter yet, just meet me outside of potions after dinner, alright?" he told you briefly.

even if you were trying to avoid him, you couldn't say no to him when he needed your help

"ok" you mumbled before turning away and walking back to Angie. George still felt like he had done something wrong, but it didn't matter, because he knew how to cheer you up.

"did he ask you?"

you shook your head no and continued walking with her.

you had told her everything about your feelings for him, how you didn't want him to know and that you don't want to like him because you didn't want to lose him

so she knew that you didn't want to talk about it anymore

you finished your dinner and saw that Fred was without his partner in crime, so you excused yourself and began walking to potions.

you turned a corner that led to the classroom and caught George snogging Alicia Spinnet

"George?" you said in shocked. they broke apart and he looked at you

"what do you want?" he grumbled angrily as you interrupted their session

"you told me to come here, you needed help" you spoke weakly

"no I didn't, just go away, I don't know why we're even friends anymore" your heart broke bit by bit as you saw them holding each others hand, she looked at him with such love, it made you jealous that she looked at him the same why you did

"i- I'm sorry" you said soflty

you rushed away, going to your dorm room.

it was pathetic, this whole situation, crying because he was with someone else, crying for a boy that wasn't even yours to begin with. it wasn't like he cheated on you, you're not that type of person, but it hurt to see him holding her waist so gently, so tenderly, kissing her with such passion and love.

Angie came into the room finding you sobbing, you told her what happened and she comforted you

"it's ok, there's always somebody else out there" she cooed

"but they're not him, Ang!"

"I know, I know"

"so do we all have dates to the ball?" Fred asked

Lee nodded and George sat there, next to Fred looking at you, but you refused to look at him, you were embarrassed and uncomfortable

"George and Y/n don't" Angie replied, looking at you

"I might" you interjected

her eyebrows raised as she stared intently at you

"who!" she interrogated

"doesn't matter, I don't know if I'll say yes yet" you blushed nervously, you saw him watching you.

"what house is he in?" Fred wondered

"none, he goes to Durmstrang, he's a seventh year, friends with Viktor Krum but he's super sweet" you smiled sheepishly

"when did this happen?" Lee talked curiously

"this morning when I walked in here, he said i could think about it"

"say yes! please say yes, we both need dates" Angie clapped her hands exitedly

"i'm still thinking, but i'm leaning towards a yes" you saw Fred look at George shortly and glare at him, they seemed to have a conversation with their eyes

"wait, I thought you were going with Spinnet?" Angie interrupted them

George looked confused "Alicia?" he huffed. Angie nodded her head "why would I go to the ball with Alicia Spinnet?" He continued

"Because you were snogging her in th-" you nudged her leg with yours to stop her from talking and she shut her mouth

"What? Where did you hear that from?" she glanced at you and then shrugged

He looked at you and you averted your eyes

George felt like he was about to burst. He was sick of you doing this to him. He had done nothing wrong and you just ignore him.

He looked at you with sad eyes and his began picking his nails under the table

"So you weren't snogging her?" Angie breaks the silence. Still curious

"No! I've talked to her once, where did you hear this Angie?" He shook his head

"Doesn't matter. Let's go. Y/n, we got to study" she stood up and waited for you

You got up and walked out of the hall with her to go study

"Are you sure it was him?" She asked

"Yes. I'm sure. It couldn't of been anyone else, it was him. Angie, trust me" you sighed

"I believe you but I don't get why he would deny it"

You hummed along with her. Wondering why yourself.

the yule ball was coming up and you had gotten your dress along with Angie's. but you didn't have a date, you were going to go up to the boy to say yes but he told you a girl from Beauxbatons asked him and he said yes, they were quite cute actually, so you weren't mad.

but that meant you were alone. even though Angie said she'll reserve a few dances with you, and Fred said he would save one for you, you continued to feel a bit embarrassed, I mean out of hundreds of guys in Hogwarts, absolutely no one wanted to go with you. not to say you were desperate- if a first year, second you or third year asked you, you would probably say no, probably a fourth year too, but no one through 5th to 7th didn't want to go with you? it sounded sad and pathetic.

"so you asked Spinnet, huh?" Angie chuckled, cutting her pork, glancing at George

"what?" he tilted his head

"right, I heard that, good on ya, finally got yourself a date, Georgie" Fred smiled, patting his twins back, making the younger red head tense

"i don't have a date." he denied, he made eye contact with you and you saw a glimpse of hurt in his eyes as you broke it, looking at Fred.

as much as you wanted to avoid him, Angie was always with Fred, and Fred was ALWAYS with George, so you didn't have a choice, because otherwise you would be alone, you had other friends, but you weren't as close, and it would be weird if you suddenly starting sitting with them out of know where. so this was your only option.

"but Alicia has been telling everyone about how you asked her, sounded pretty excited about it" Lee said, looking lost.

George rubbed his face roughly, looking tired and annoyed

"I've told you this, I have no ide-"

"Georgie!" Alicia cut the by off, walking up to him and ruffling his hair, he moved away from her hand and looked at her strangley

"why did you move away, you love when i play with your hair" she pouted. you all looked at him with the same look, a look that said "can't deny it anymore, can ya?"

"no, I really don't" he replied shortly

she giggled, hitting his shoulder softly, obviously flirting

"anyway, my dress for the ball is gonna be orange, in case you want to match your tie, although you're clearly already matching with your hair" she giggled again. you and Angie looked at each other, amused smiles planted on your faces

"I'm not going to the ball with you, Alicia" he spoke bluntly

"don't joke like that, Georgie, it's not funny" she laughed

"Alicia, I would really appreciate it if you left me alone and stop telling people we're going out" he rolled his eyes

"but what about us? you told me you loved me? remember? in the corridor, where Y/n interrupted us" she looked at you bitterly. George glanced at you as you stared down at your plate, the food looking more interesting than this conversation.

he looked back at Alicia

"no, I don't remember, because it didn't happen" he fought with the girl in front of him

"merlin's beard George, stop trying to deny it- I saw it, there's no point in pretending it didn't happen, she knows it, you know it and I know it, now stop" you but in, getting annoyed at his childish ways

he stared at you, looking hurt

"no you don't know it, that's the first time you've talked to me in weeks, Y/n! why have been ignoring me" he spat

you looked at the brunette who clung to George

"Spinnet, do you remember what George said to me when I saw you both that night?" you asked her, she thought back for a moment and replied

"he said he didn't want to be friends anymore"

you looked at George and held eye contact with him for the first time in a ages

he, however, looked disgusted, but it didn't seem like it was aimed at you

"I didn't say that" he shook his head

you sighed, picking up your bag

"I need to study, i'll see you guys later" you got up, walking away from the table

it was the day after the ball, you had a good time, and Angie helped you with that, she grabbed your hands danced with you, smiling brightly trying to motivate you to have fun the whole night.

but you couldn't help but notice George, alone, staring at you almost the whole time, he was without a date and was sat down the whole time that he seemed bored, so much so that he left half way through the ball, he looked handsome, he looked really handsome, it made you want to go up to him and ask to dance, but if he wanted it, he could do it himself.

you had gotten detention a week ago in Snape's class, and after a discussion with McGonagall, he was forced to not have it on the night of the ball. George was trying to prank you by messing with your work cause he thought it would get you to talk to him, but it only ended up in you both getting detention.

bringing you here

"you'll be cleaning the classroom while i run errands" he informed you

"it's already clean sir" George butted in

"then you will sort the books in alphabetical order and then scrape the gum underneath all the desks" he glared at the twin

"without your wands"

he walks out of the room, leaving you and George alone, for the first time in months

you walk to the shelves and begin sorting the books, letting the boy deal with the gum.

you knew that you couldn't escape him in this moment, stuck in this locked room with only him, so when he tried starting conversation, you knew he would wear you down and you'll end up cracking

"so uh- I want you to know that it really wasn't me, that you saw with Alicia" he started

you sighed quietly and took out books, looking at the titles, wondering if Snape wanted them by the titles or authors, you decided on titles because it was easier.

"you can't ignore me forever, Love" he used the nickname, you could tell that wasn't doing the work by not even looking at him.

"love?" heat rose to your cheeks as the butterflies came back after a long time of ignoring them.

"it was Dylan, Dylan Trellweather, he's in Ravenclaw, I found out he was using Polyjuice potion, turns out Spinnet just likes me and he likes her so well, he wanted to be me so he just- yeah" he explained

you believed him, his confusion to the whole situation every time it was brought up seemed quite genuine, and he's supposed to be your best friend, he wouldn't lie.

"I was waiting for you that night, outside potions class. I waited two hours, thought you might of forgotten and were on your way because maybe you went to the common room" he spoke softly, you felt his presence behind you.

you felt his warmth as he stood there, waiting for your reply

you placed the books in their place and scratched your nose

"you should probably get to the desks, wouldn't wanna be here longer because you didn't do it" you said quietly

"please talk to me, what did I do?" he questioned standing beside you, leaning against the shelf, you glanced at him and refused to smile at him

you took a deep breath and took hold of more books, reading the titles and putting them in there place.

you went to get more but he grabbed your wrists gently, turning you to face him, pulling you closer to his tall body

he looked at you, his eyes pleading for you to talk, to tell him what's wrong, but you knew if you did, he would be the one not talking to you. you were saving yourself from embarrassment.

"I'm your best friend, Y/n, you can tell me anything" he reassured you.

you looked at him painfully, feeling yourself begin to cry, the tears forming in your eyes as he began he get worried

"hey, what's wrong, hey, hey it's ok," he pulled you in, bringing you in to his embrace "it's ok" he cooed and you began to cry

"shhh, please don't cry" he hushed, rocking you in his arms.

"I'm fine" you sniffled

"c'mon" he let go of you and held your hand, guiding you to a desk, pulling out a chair for you and making you sit down as you sobbed.

he knelt down in front of you and held your hands

"you looked pretty last night," he broke the silence, looking up at you.

"you always do but you looked really, really pretty" he smiled slightly

you stared at him, admiring the way his hair was in his face, long enough to reach to top of his collared shirt. you took a moment to appreciate his parents for raising this beautiful young man in front of you, who was looking up at you tenderly

"I was gonna ask you, you' know. if you showed up, I was gonna take you up to the astronomy tower- cause you love that spot, i was gonna take you up there, light a few fireworks and ask you to go with me" he admitted

you stopped crying and you wiped your eyes with the sleeve of your shirt

you didn't say anything- he was gonna ask you to the ball?

"this might not be something you want to hear, because of reasons i still don't know, but I love you, I have for quite some time now" he confessed, reaching up to tuck your hair behind your ear, his hand resting on your cheek, you leaned in to his touch, letting your eyes close at the contact

"I'm sorry if that ruins things, but i thought you should know, because I don't wanna keep it a secret, I want you to know how much I love and care about you" he rambled

you looked at him knowingly, giving him a smile.

the butterflies came back again, stronger this time. he felt the same way, it seemed unbelievable, a popular, gorgeous boy like him? liking a girl like you? it had to be a dream.

it wasn't, it was too good to be a dream

"I didn't want you to know about my feelings for you," you began, sighing

"so you avoided me?" he finished for you, looking upset

"I thought you wouldn't talk to me if you found out, I thought I was doing myself a favour" you looked down at the ground

you heard him chuckle lowly, you looked at him, your eyebrows furrowed as you frowned

"I'm sorry" you apologised

he lifted you up off the chair, pulling you into another hug

"don't apologise" he rested his chin on your head, holding your hips gently.

he was always gentle with you, never rough, he would never grab you forcefully or pull you violently.

he always held you with such care and sincerity. and that never changed

"can I- can I kiss you?" he looked at your lips after pulling away slightly, you felt your heart flutter at the question, you nodded you heard, letting him bend down, cupping your cheeks and placing a delicate kiss on you lips.

he pulled away from your lips stared at you lovingly

"well then, wanna ditch?" he smirked mischievously

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#george weasley x fem #george weasley #harry potter imagine #fluff #yule ball #angelina johnson #fred weasley #lee jordan #harry potter #george weasly x reader #oneshot #imagines #oliver phelps #james phelps

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iconicstoner · 10 months

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shut up…and kiss me

gn!reader x george weasley

words: 1121

summary: y/n is tired of the stupid pranks the Weasley twins pull, but despite this, they can’t help but find one of them so lovable.

“It’s every day with these stupid pranks.”

“You don’t have to take the fun out of everything,” Lee says with a grin. We’re sitting at our table in the back of the charms classroom. The class has just ended, but Lee and I have nowhere to be. Somehow, we lucked out with having a free period before lunch, giving us extra time to goof off.

“I just want to pass this class. I shouldn’t have to worry which class the Weasley twins will blow up next.” Lee rolls his eyes, but I don’t feel wrong for what I said. Usually, with this free time, we would go to the quidditch pitch to mess around and inevitably terrorize Oliver Wood because of it. Or at the very least, we would get to relax in the common room, but I’d been trying to avoid the twins ever since their pranks started getting shockingly extreme.

“In their defense, I don’t think they’ve ever blown up an entire classroom.”

“Yet,” I mumble. Lee says their pranks are getting more extreme because we’re about to graduate, so there are fewer consequences. I say it’s because they’re getting more deranged.

“Awe, you don’t like our pranks?” I quickly turn my head to the right to see Fred’s head poking between Lee's and my shoulders. It’d be comedic if his ability to be sneaky wasn’t so terrifying.

“We just want to entertain the masses.” I swivel my head to the left to find George hovering over my other shoulder. He’s closer than Fred was, and the smell of pine radiates off him. It overshadows the smell of fireworks and candy that linger on his clothes, most likely from his new inventions. It combines to make a warm smell that I could wrap myself in on a cold day.

“Well, clearly y/n is not part of the masses, because they don’t seem to be having much fun,” Lee mocks. Fred and George pout while Lee tries his best to keep from laughing his ass off.

“You don’t like our pranks?” Fred asks as he jabs his index finger into my cheek.

“That’s just pitiful,” George says. He leans his head against my shoulder and lets out a deep sigh. From the right, I can tell Lee and Fred are giggling. A part of me wants to say something, or to shut them up, but the other part of me wants George to stay leaned up against me for eternity. As I’m contemplating my choices, George lifts his head.

“Time to go, Feorge?” Fred asks his twin.

“We have mischief to manage elsewhere, Gred,” George responds with a serious look. My suspicion that they’re maniacs grows rapidly.

“I have never understood those nicknames they have for each other,” I tell Lee once the twins are out of the room.

“I have never understood how you and George aren’t dating yet.” I shoot him a grim look, but he just returns it with a toothy smile.

“I don’t know what makes you think I’m interested in that miscreant.”

“Well, the fact I have eyes capable of seeing past your bullshit makes me know you want him. I see the way your eyes linger on his lips and the way you two always keep physical contact for just a bit too long, and let’s not forget the time Gryffindor won a quidditch match against Slytherin and you ran over to the field and hugged him for like ten minutes.”

“Maybe I’m just passionate about quidditch,” I counter. Lee laughs in my face, but when he realizes I’m serious, his smile drops.

“If you were passionate about quidditch, you’d be dating Wood, not drooling over George.”

“Hey! I do not drool,” I scoff, and he just rolls his eyes.

“Well, since you’re so passionate about quidditch, let’s go study by the pitch,” he suggests hopefully. He suggests going there so much that I consider he could be the one in love with Wood.

As we make our way down to the pitch, I hear soft music, which is a shock because I’d usually hear the whirling of brooms and yelling amongst teammates. As we round the corner, I turn to see George Weasley standing alone on the quidditch pitch. He’s taken off his school robe and just has on his white button-down and black trousers. Small candles that gently hover above the ground circle him while he holds out his hand in my direction.

“Now, go talk to him,” Lee says mischievously as he lightly shoves me forward before walking away in the other direction. I guarantee that he and Fred will be spying on George and me this entire time. I stand in front of George and slowly take his hand as the music continues to softly play in the background. It’s a song I’ve never heard before, but I can tell it’s French, and I can tell that it’s the type of song you slow dance to. As George takes my hand, pulling me close, he begins to slowly waltz with me on the field.

“How did you manage this?”

“I had to beg Wood to reserve the quidditch pitch so I could use it,” he says with his face tucked into my hair. I can hear his smile, and I’m impressed he worked something like this out.

“How’d you convince Wood to go for that?” My question is just louder than a whisper so I don’t disrupt the music as we continue to dance.

“I’m going to prank the Slytherin quidditch captain in return,” he tells me with a quiet laugh, and I can't help but smile. “I love to be near you,” he continues, “as crazy as I might sound, I wouldn’t want to love anyone but you.” My face heats up with his words, but he just holds me tighter.

“As stupid as I find some of your pranks, I wouldn’t want to spend a second away from you,” I admit. It’s something I never thought I’d hear myself say out loud, but I’m happy to finally get it off my chest. He gently pulls himself away from me and stops dancing. I look up at him nervously, hoping I didn’t say the wrong thing, but before he gives me that chance to apologize, he’s already got one hand holding my jaw. He pushes himself towards me again, and I feel his soft lips meet mine. The kiss quickly turns passionate, and my thoughts become jumbled.

“So, would it be safe to say we’re dating now?” He asks with a cheeky grin as he pulls out of the kiss.

“I think it would be safe to say that,” I assure, right before pushing us back into the kiss.

#george weasley #george wealsey x reader #george weasley fic #george weasley fluff #george weasley x reader #george weasley x you #george weasley x y/n #george weasley oneshot #harry potter fanfiction #Harry Potter #lee jordan #fred weasley

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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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Y/N: That’s ridiculous. Fred doesn’t like me.

George: Yes, he does.

Lee: Yes, he does.

Ginny: Yes, he does.

Golden trio: Yes, he does.

Fred: Yes, I do.

Y/N *blushing*: …

Fred *realization*: Wait-

#Harry Potter #Harry Potter Fred Weasley #Fred Weasley #Harry Potter incorrect quotes #hp incorrect quotes #Fred x reader #Fred Weasley x reader #George Weasley #Lee Jordan #Ginny Weasley #Golden Trio

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fanficwritinggirl · 4 months

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My Montana (Cole Walter Fanfic)

Chapter 5 - Cocoa

"Wait she puts what in her hot cocoa," Josie places the mugs on the wooden table as she sits down next to Cole. Taking the mug in his hand, Cole chuckles as he looks at Josie's wide eyes.

"She puts in chili," he tells her and Josie can't help but lean back in her chair and shake her head.

"No i am sorry, i like Jackie and all but that is criminal. I'm sorry but hot cocoa should only ever have whipped cream and marshmallows if you are going to add anything at all, everything else is a no no," Cole smirks and nods his head.

"You know Danny tried it, and liked it," Josie gasps dramatically, mouth hanging open. Cole can't help but burst out into laughter.

"Oh me and him are going to be having words," Cole shakes his head and slumps back in his chair, arms crossed, laughing. Josie can't help but laugh along with him. It had been so long since she had seen Cole this happy, carefree. Their eyes meet and they both fall into silence; they look at each other for what seems like forever, it was comfortable and Josie felt like she could look into his eyes forever.

Cole clears his throat and grabs his mug, taking a sip of his cocoa. Josie looks away and puts her hands around her mug, keeping her eyes on the drink in front of her. "It's good cocoa, definitely no chili," Cole comments and Josie's mouth lifts up at the sides. She bites her tongue trying to stop herself from smiling. Cole looks at her from the corner of his eye and lets himself exhale a breath he didn't know he was holding, feeling his body relax as he does.

Sitting in silence, they finish their hot cocoa, just enjoying the company. Josie stands up taking her cup with her as she walks towards the sink, she pushes the button on the radio, bringing it to life. She turns on the tap, she lets it run for a minute as the cold water slowly turns warm. Her eyes and attention is so fixated on the water that she doesn't even notice Cole come and stand beside her, his own mug nestled in his large hands. Cole leans forward and runs his fingers through the water to check the temperature causing Josie to jump a little, turning and looking at him. Cole looks at her and smirks.

"Sorry, thought you heard me. Got something on your mind?" he asks her, taking the mug from her hand and placing them in the sink, letting the warm water fill them. Josie licks her lips and shrugs.

"Nothing really, just zoned out," Cole nods at her, accepting her answer. His eyes taking her in from beneath the stray bit of hair and smirks as an idea comes to mind. Lifting his fingers through the stream of water, he moves his hands, flicking it onto Josie causing her to gasp.

"Cole!" her voice is loud, her mouth is hanging open, slight chuckles coming from her mouth. Josie grabs one of the mugs and chucks the water at him. Cole steps back, his mouth now hanging open larger than hers. Josie stands laughing at his reaction, her hands coming to rest on her stomach as she doubles over as she laughs. Cole closes his mouth and shakes his head, a smirk on his face.

"Oh you are on," he tells her, grabbing the other mug and splashing it over her. Josie gasps in shock, her eyes meeting Coles and she closes her mouth, recovering quickly, before putting her hand in the sink and swiping water towards him. It was now a full fledged battle. Water was flying everywhere, both of them were quickly becoming more and more soaked, laughter filling the house. Josie has a mug full of water in her hand as she goes for Cole, who grabs her wrists, pulling them down as much as he can, they both have wide smiles on their faces as they fight. Her arms weaken for a second giving Cole the chance to take a hold of her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulls her closer to him, his hands fighting for the mug. Slipping it out of her hand, he takes it and pours the content out onto her head, which causes her to gasp and laugh at the same time.

"Cole" she says which comes out as a slight moan, causing Cole to freeze. They both stand still, Cole's arms still wrapped around her waist, her head leaning back onto his shoulder, hands laying gently on his forearms. Cole lets out a sigh, trying to keep his mind from going to other places, places that he knew he should never go to. Josie is the first to move away from the hold, letting her hands fall and she pulls against Cole, causing him to let his arms drop to his side. She takes a step away from him, putting her hands on the counter and letting her breathing even out. There was quiet once again, nothing but the quiet play of the song on the radio playing.

If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you

Drive highways and byways to be there with you

Over and over the only truth

Everything comes back to you

This town - Niall Horan

"Come here," Cole says, Josie turns and looks at him, eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, coming together causing a crease between them.

"What?" the question comes out of her mouth and all Cole does is put his hand out, to her. Her delicate hand meets his rougher hand, he pulls her towards him. Their eyes meet and Cole directs her hands onto his shoulders and he lets his hands hover over her waist.

"Is this okay?" he asks her and all she can do is nod. They sway together, listening to the music, allowing their heads to lean against each other. The dance was slow, like the song.

And i want to tell you everything

The words I never got to say the first time around

And i remember everything

From when we were the children, playing in their fairground

Wish i was there with you now

Cole lifts his finger to sit under her chin, lifting it so that she is looking at him, their eyes meet again, a knowing look of understanding was shared between them. Cole leans forward and Josie closes her eyes.

"Cole, what are we doing?" she asks him, causing him to shake his head.

"I don't know," he responds honestly, and she sighs.

"Then why are we doing this?" She goes to pull back but he tightens his hold on her slightly.

"Because I care for you... and maybe I ..." he is cut off by the front door opening.

"Josie, I'm back honey. Catherine said that i could come and have some lunch with you, i was thinking we could go to the Lark and get some sand..." Aunt Hat walks into the kitchen, looking at the pair. They had sprung apart when they heard the door open, there was now a large distance between the two. Hattie stands taking in the scene in front of her before speaking.

"Hi Cole, wasn't expecting to see you here," she tells him and Cole gives her one of his smiles and nods.

"Nice to see you. Sorry about the mess, but I just remembered that I have some things to do, so I gotta go," he tells her as he walks towards the front door, opening it and leaving without saying another word. Hattie turns and looks at her niece who is staring at the ground.

"What was that about?" Hattie asks, her arms held up a little. Josie shakes her head and whips her eye, a small sniffle leaves her lips.

"I'm going to get some towels. I'm sorry about the mess," Josie walks past her aunt quickly and runs up the stairs. A slam of the door causes Hattie to lift her shoulders up to her ears and groan.

"Ohh, I don't miss these days," she mutters to herself before heading to grab some towels from the closest.

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room

Them butterflies they come alive when I'm next to you

Over and over the only truth

Everything comes back to you

Hattie cleans the kitchen and waits half an hour before venturing upstairs. "Josie?" She knocks gently on the door. "You okay?" concern was present in her voice.

"Go away," a quiet voice says from the other side of the door. Hattie sighs.

"Do you want to go for lunch and talk about it?" Hattie leans against the door and crosses her arms.

"No, I'm fine. I just want to be alone right now," Hattie groans softly, with her hands now on her face.

"Okay, well we are going to have to talk about it at some point," she treads carefully with what she is saying. Her hands slide down her sides and rest on her lower back, her finger touches the corner of her phone in her back pocket and her eyebrows raise as an idea comes to her head. She takes her phone out of her pocket and taps it in between her fingers.

"Honey, Catherine just messaged me saying she needs me back at the clinic. So you take the afternoon, think this through and we can talk about it later, okay," Hattie moves away from the door slightly.

"Okay," Josie replies and Hattie lets out a sigh in relief.

"Well, i'll see you later," Hattie says before she is walking swiftly out the house.

Hattie has never walked so fast into work before in her entire working life. Not that she hated her work or anything but god she needed to talk to Catherine. Jay, the receptionist looks at her with a confused look as she enters.

"Have a nice lunch?" he asks, causing her to groan and shake her head.

"Is Catherine available?"

"She's in her office," he tells her and she is down the hall like a bullet. Knocking the door, she opens in and sees Catherine sitting at her desk as she looks over some files on her computer. Turning, Catherine takes in her appearance raising her eyebrows.

"You okay?" Hattie slumps down on the chair in the corner and sighs.

"Can you please tell me why your son was at my house," Katherine scrunches her eyebrows together and moves her head a little.

"Cole was at your house, what was he doing?" Hattie chuckles, shaking her head.

"There was water all over the floor, they were both drenched and they were standing very, very close together," Katherine leaned back in her chair, eyes wide, mouth gaping.

"Do you think that anything happened between the two of them?" Catherine asks, causing Hattie to shake her head.

"No, no. I think I got there in time but god, them two infuriate me," Hattie says and Katherine laughs.

"The fact that these two have the biggest crushes on each other but just wont say anything, yeah i know," Hattie rolls her eyes.

"Oh my god, yes. I mean we weren't that bad when we were kids, were we? Because I don't think that I was," Katherine sighs and shakes her head.

"No we didn't but i don't think we experienced something that intense when we were that age. These two have had a connection since the first time they met," Katherine reminisces and Hattie smirks.

"An invisible string."

"Wow, you just had to make a Taylor Swift reference didn't you," Katherine says, raising an eyebrow and Hattie can't help but laugh.

"Hey, when you have a teenage girl, playing Taylor Swift the entire time you try not to."

"Imagine Parker being like that," the pair laugh.

"God, we need to do something," Hattie comments, causing Katherine to raise an eyebrow.

"Do something?" she asks and Hattie nods leaning forward.

"Hell yeah, I mean come on you can't tell me you haven't thought about taking it into our hands and giving them that push," Katherine shakes her head.

"No, we have to leave them to figure it out for themselves. I know what Cole is like, you push him, he is going to push back. And like i said, this is something intense that they are feeling for each other, we need to give them the time to sort it themselves," Hattie leans her head back on the chair and sighs.

"Well they better figure it out soon," Katherine laughs at her.

"And what are we going to do about the whole thing, being at my house, with no one else there?" Katherine shrugs at that.

"I mean, Cole is already sexually active, even though he thinks i don't know, i'm not stupid but Josie..." Hattie nods understanding.

"She hasn't. Not to my knowledge anyway." The room falls silent for a minute, neither not knowing what to say.

"I trust them both. And we both know that even if we say that they are not allowed to be around each other's house if an adult isn't there, they are going to start sneaking around," Katherine says.

"So you think that we should just let them do as they want?" Hattie asks, shocked. Katherine sighs.

"I mean, there isn't anything going on between them right now, so we should address it as..." Katherine's mouth gaps a little trying to figure out what to say.

"We should tell them that we would prefer for them to not be doing them things but if they are going to be, to be careful, use protection," Hattie puts her hands to her head.

"God this is so complicated."

"I know."

"If it wasn't early afternoon and i wasn't at work, i would open a bottle of wine," Hattie states, causing both of the women to burst out laughing. Inside though, they were hoping that how they were choosing to deal with this, was the right way of doing it.

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drug dealer | lee jordan x reader

song; drug dealer [levelz] pairing; drug dealer!lee jordan x high-achiever!gender neutral!reader genre; fluff, mild angst, s2l word count; 3k timeline; goblet of fire warnings; swearing, (underage) weed consumption, weed dealing, mentions of anxiety, social anxiety, mentions of alcohol consumption, stress from schoolwork, pressure of high expectations summary; if anyone thought hogwarts students didn't have means to get weed, they were wrong - it was a widely used drug within the castle, and y/n was a new customer to the resident drug dealer

a/n; | PLEASE READ | this is by NO means an interpretation based on racial stereotypes - this is NOT a safe space for anybody with racist ideologies. lee jordan's characterisation as a weed dealer in hogwarts is based on his involvement with the weasley twins, as my interpretation is that if anyone in hogwarts is going to be a weed dealer it's going to be the weasley twins and/or their close friends (also, people who look down on careers like drug dealing aren't welcome here either, your classism is showing)

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"i know a guy, give you something, get a move on."

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You supposed that there had been access to weed within the school for a couple decades, the business being passed from older students to younger students as they progressed through the school. You weren't sure when the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan took over the role, though, as you couldn't imagine little first years dealing with weed or any other kind of drug - but they seemed to have been doing it forever.

Angelina had told you that it was initially just the Weasley twins that took it on, as their reputation for pranks acted as a convenient cover, but as they had gotten busier with pranks at the same time weed grew in popularity, they had needed more help. Naturally, they asked their best friend, Lee Jordan, to come on board, and it had progressed to the point that Jordan handled most of the customer interactions. This was only something you learned in sixth year, as prior to that you had swore you would never do drugs and so stayed out of it. However, the looming pressure of next year's NEWTs was building, which had led you to ask your best friend (Angelina) if she knew how to get hold of weed in the school.

Being on the quidditch team with the Weasley twins, and suspiciously close with Fred, it wasn't surprising to you that she could answer. You had always had an inkling of an idea that the famous school pranksters would be a part of the dealing in Hogwarts.

What surprised you was when she mentioned Lee Jordan. Sure, he was very close with the twins, but he never got up to too much mischief himself. Perhaps that was an advantage, though - it gave him a good cover.

Angelina told you that she would talk with Fred about arranging a pick-up for you, which made you give her an accusing look - why specifically Fred? She had fumbled over an excuse afterwards, which neither of you even remotely believed.

That conversation with her prefaced you standing in the abandoned girls' toilets where Moaning Myrtle resided in the early morning, in await for either the twins or Jordan to show up. You were half expecting to do the pick-up at night, as that seemed more in theme, but then again you supposed that being out after curfew would just add more risk to something already illegal.

The door opening made you jump - you were particularly on edge given the circumstances.

"Well, I didn't believe it, but I guess it's true," Lee Jordan said with a big grin as he walked towards you.

"Hm?"

"It's not everyday goody-two-shoes Y/N L/N seeks out an illegal substance."

For some reason, you had expected the meeting to be relatively wordless. Maybe you needed to stop watching so much muggle television.

"You got the money, L/N?" he said, reaching inside his cloak.

You nodded: you had clutched it tightly in your hand this entire time - it was probably covered in sweat. Nonetheless, you opened your fist and presented the coins to him, and watched as he scanned to check it was the right amount. After confirming that it was, he scooped the money into his palm and handed a small clear plastic bag filled with green over with his other hand.

"The weed is charmed to be scentless and accio-resistant," he explained, "Courtesy of the Weasleys."

You nodded.

"And here are some papers," he handed over a small little package, "For a filter you can simply fold card into a roach."

You, again, nodded.

"That should be all. Do you want this as a regular thing or is this a one-timer?"

"Uh, a regular thing, I think."

"Damn. You're not the L/N I've heard so much about."

You shrugged, "I'm stressed."

"How does monthly sound to you? Every four weeks, same time, same place?"

You weren't sure how regularly you would need to buy it.

Sensing your confusion, Jordan continued, "If you need more sooner, seek me or the twins out. If you still have plenty in a month's time, come anyway, and we'll arrange a more fitting schedule - we don't like to sell more than a certain amount at once, you see. Sound good?"

To that, you agreed, clutching the marijuana tightly in your hand as you accepted this new chapter in your previously innocent life.

You were the first to leave the toilets, and failed to notice Jordan staring after you with curiosity in his eyes.

***

To you, the Weasley twins had always seemed unapproachable - they almost always had an audience as a result of their shining confidence and unarguably brilliant pranks. You understood why they were such a good cover for a drug business: their position in the limelight kept focus away from anything else they might be doing.

Lee Jordan had said to go to either him or the twins if you needed more weed before the month was up, but going to him seemed like the only reasonable option. Your anxiety far prevented you from being able to approach groups of people you weren't close with, and out of the three dealers, Jordan was the only one who was ever alone. You found him down by the lake on a bright spring morning, purely by chance actually, as you had decided against seeking him out and instead just hoped you would come across him alone. Your reason for being at the lake was instead to complete some assignments while taking advantage of the weather being decent for the first time that year.

"Hi," you said gently, hoping to garner his attention without too much effort.

He immediately looked up from his book and smiled at you. "How can I help you?"

"I'm out of weed."

"Sorry to disappoint, I don't have any to sell on me."

You shook your head, "I don't expect it now, obviously. You just told me to seek you out."

"I never said I didn't have any weed on me at all," he continued, "Just none to sell."

You watched as he pulled a pre-rolled blunt out his jean pocket.

"Wanna share?"

Thinking it over, you chewed on your lower lip.

"Completely free, of course."

Eventually, you nodded.

"Great, let's just go around this side of the tree. Can't be in view from the castle, can we?"

You settled down next to him on the side of the trunk hidden from an outside perspective, and watched as he lit the blunt with his wand and offered the first hit to you. Accepting it, you placed it between your lips and inhaled the smoke, that all too familiar burn hitting the back of your throat. You didn't cough or choke anymore, though, and instead held in the smoke for a few seconds before exhaling.

Passing the spliff to Jordan, you watched as the smoke rose and dissipated into the air, soon replaced by the smoke he exhaled.

"If someone had told me two months ago that I'd be sharing a joint with goody-two-shoes Y/N L/N, I would've laughed in their face," he spoke, passing the blunt back to you.

You let out a chuckle as you breathed out more smoke, "If someone had told me two months ago that I'd even consider smoking weed, I would've laughed in their face."

"Each to their own," he said, "It's just weird how you find the same people that say they'd never do drugs are the ones going out and getting twatted every night."

You hummed, "By every definition except social rules, alcohol is a drug - I don't get why it has such a different reputation."

"Why don't you drink instead of smoke?"

"I want a relaxer - alcohol just makes me energetic."

"I didn't expect you to be so experienced."

You let out a soft laugh, "My reputation is a little extreme, don't really know how I got it."

"By being a teacher's pet?"

You gently slapped his arm, "Like your reputation isn't extreme too, Jordan."

"Lee."

"Hm?"

"Just call me Lee. And, yeah, I guess it is - but I'm known for being fun, a star commentator of quidditch."

"You saying you're better than me?"

He shook his head, "No, but I like my reputation, even if it isn't fully accurate - you don't seem like you like yours."

"I don't," you agreed, "It's a lot of pressure. Everyone expects me to have the best score on assignments and tests - and I feel inclined to oblige. Really, I just want to skive a few lessons here and there, and only do well in the ones I want a career in."

"Why did you get this reputation for yourself, then?"

"Because back in first year, I found everything easy. So I just got high scores without too much trouble. But then people expected me to do well, so as the content got harder, I had to start putting work into even the subjects I hated to maintain people's opinion of me."

"Would it be so bad to ruin the reputation?"

"I don't like the attention being on me. As weird as it sounds, by being consistently the best, I have a relatively anonymous status. If I had a drastic change, people would notice, and I don't want them to."

Lee nodded, exhaling another puff of smoke, "Well, just another year and a half left."

"Yeah, great. NEWTs."

"You could quit now - all you need is your OWLs to legally do magic."

"And do what sort of career? At this point I feel like I'm destined to work tirelessly in the Ministry."

"Ah, well-"

"It's even worse, now, too. Because the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students are here - meaning that's even more people I'm up against in academics."

"As nice as it is meeting all these people, I am sad that the Triwizard Tournament means quidditch isn't on."

You smiled at him, "One of your hustles on pause for a year."

"I don't get paid to do it."

"True. You only get paid for weed dealing."

"Yup," he laughed, "But, hey, it's the first tournament in like a hundred years, it's a once-in-a-lifetime event."

"And probably the last for another hundred years given the whole Potter fiasco."

Lee took a moment to still, and look at you with his big brown eyes, "You're more talkative than I thought you'd be."

You rolled your eyes, "Aren't I full of surprises?"

"Well, we've established that."

"I think it's the weed. I'm not sure. I've only ever smoked alone before."

"Glad to be a part of your first blunt rotation, then."

"Is it really a rotation if there's only two people?"

He shrugged.

You let a smile grace your lips, "I'm glad it's you either way."

***

"Are you cooking meth in here?" you said loudly, catching the three boys in the abandoned girls' bathroom completely off guard.

They were hovered around a set of four copper cauldrons, each bubbling in different shades of purple.

"Oh, thank Godric, it's just you," Lee breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm here when you said to be," you checked your watch just to confirm.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. We just lost track of time."

"It's not meth," one of the twins added, "We don't deal with drugs more serious than weed."

You looked upon their apparent science experiment, and decided not to ask any further questions.

"Okay, whatever, you got the weed?"

"Certainly do."

You examined the small plastic bag he handed you, noting how there was more weed in it than he had given you last time - it confused you, he had said about how they didn't like to sell more than a certain amount of weed at a time.

"Forgot about our rules, Lee?" one of the twins spoke, moving over to the two of you, "We have a limit." He gestured to the bag with his eyes.

"You know the exceptions, George."

The boy's eyes widened, "Oh, really? You didn't tell us."

You looked between the two of them curiously, "Am I missing something?"

"No, no," George said, pushing you towards the door, "It's a pleasure doing business with you, L/N."

"Wait, I haven't-" the door was shut in your face, "...paid."

You tried to open the bathroom door again, but it was locked. On any other occasion, you would have tried an unlocking charm, but you were running late for a study date with Angelina, so you decided to chase up Lee later.

***

For some reason, Lee Jordan dropped off the grid for the next two days - which was an impressive feat, considering Hogwarts only had so many hiding places. You really would have preferred to talk to him than the twins, as you were more accustomed to him, but you also hated having unpaid debts, so worked up the courage to approach them during dinner.

"Hey-"

"L/N, looking for Lee?" the twin closest to you said.

"Well-"

"He's been busy monitoring our experiment the last couple days - we've been taking the night shifts, we thought he'd have told you."

Why would he have told you?

"We had to move from the abandoned toilets though - too many people go in there."

You didn't have a chance to interrupt them as they told you where Lee was, and at that point you felt obliged to go there.

"J- Lee?" you called out, entering the long abandoned classroom you'd been essentially instructed to go to.

"Y/N?" the dark-haired boy looked up in surprise.

"Hi."

It was weird - you had trekked up here, rehearsing in your mind and also out loud the explanation you had for being there. (Although, it wasn't much of an explanation, since you weren't entirely sure yourself.) Now you were here, your mind had gone blank. All you could do was stare at the boy sat by the cauldrons, who stared back at you expectantly.

"Hi?" he replied, tilting his head.

"Uh- the twins- the twins told me you were here... I'm not sure why."

"Did you... want to see me?"

You pursed your lips in thought, "I mean- I went to them because I didn't get a chance to pay you all, and they just kinda- told me where you were? I felt too awkward to tell them what I was actually there for so I just kinda came here."

Lee hummed, gesturing for you to sit down. You obliged, sitting opposite him with your legs crossed.

"I'm glad the twins took the night shift - I know I wouldn't manage to stay as energetic as them during the day if I was on it."

"I don't think those two know how to be tired."

"It does happen, but so very rarely."

You felt shy meeting his gaze, and it confused you. Sure, you were a relatively awkward person by nature, but Lee was making you feel like that in a new sort of way. You felt safe yet nervous in his presence.

"Is it lonely spending all day here?"

"A little. Sometimes I like the peace, though."

You nodded, relishing in the next few moments of silence before digging through your pockets to find the money you had kept on you the last couple days. Once all the coins were in your hand, you presented them in your palm to the boy sat in front of you.

He glanced at the currency, then shook his head, not moving his arms an inch.

Frowning, you looked down at the coins to carefully check it was the right amount, before presenting them to him again when you confirmed that it was.

"I don't want your money."

"Why not?"

"You don't have to pay."

Your mind ticked back to when they had mentioned something about an exception, and the way George especially had spoken about it.

"Why not?" you asked again.

Lee looked as if he was having an internal struggle about what to say next.

You awaited his next words without saying anything.

"I like you, Y/N, I like you a lot," he finally said, "And I was really hoping that I could take you on a date."

Dumbstruck didn't even begin to describe your emotions: one of the most infamously fun people in the school thought of the resident goody-two-shoes as a potential love interest?

You supposed they do say opposites attract.

"Of course, you can say no, it's no pressure, rea-"

You cut him off by leaning forwards and pressing your lips against his, making him let out a "hmph" sound. As you pulled away, you apologised, but he dismissed you by pulling you back in for another kiss.

"Is that a yes?" he asked when you separated again.

You nodded.

"Great, uh, yeah- great. That's why the weed's free, by the way. Our S/Os don't pay."

"S/O? Already?"

Lee laughed nervously.

"Awfully bold of you, Lee Jordan."

"Sorry, I-"

"Don't worry about it," you grinned, "I like that about you."

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written; 15/07/2022 —> 27/07/2022 published; 28/07/2022 edited; —/—/——

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majesty31 · 2 years

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𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚂𝚊𝚏𝚎 | 𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒄 𝑰 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚.

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑮𝒆𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌.

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒓𝒎, 𝒈𝒏!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟐𝒌

Breaking up with George was one of the hardest things you ever had to do. But the way his face fell after the words left your lips was even harder. You loved him, more then even yourself and that’s what scared you. You would do anything for him, even if it meant to break his heart to keep him safe and alive.

It didn’t surprise you when your father joined back with the dark lord, seeing as he was a death eater back when you were a child. But what did surprise you was when he forced you to join as well, forced you to take the dark mark and betray everyone you loved. Your heart broke when they started using your friendship with Harry Potter against you.

So you had to cut ties with everyone you loved that could be used against you, including George. But he knew better. He knew you wouldn’t just break up with him over nothing, knew you wouldn’t just push away all of your friends over nothing. So every chance he got he would try and get you to tell the truth.

"You can’t just ignore me!" You stopped dead in your tracks, slowly turning around to face the most beautiful boy you knew. His fits were clenched along with his jaw, his hair was a mess and it looked as if he hadn’t slept in days. He slowly stepped closer. "Please Y/N," his voice trembled, tears welling up in his eyes as you tried your best to keep your own tears in. "Talk to me please,"

At this point he was already right in front of you, making you look up at him with a blank look in your eyes. You had to make it believable. You had to make it seem as if you didn’t love him anymore. "What do you want Weasley," he took in a sharp breath at the name but pushed it away, taking your cold hands into his own warm ones. You tried to get them out of his grasp but he wouldn’t let you. "Let me go,"

"No. Not until you tell me why you broke up with me! And don’t give me some bullshit about how you don’t love me anymore because I know that’s a pile of rubbish," his voice was raising, looking at you with pleading eyes. "Ever since you came back this year you’ve been different, distant and not just with me but with all of your friends," he paused. "Did something happen over the summer?"

"Yes George something did happen, I found out that I didn’t love you anymore okay. I found out that I don’t need any of them anymore. I found out that I don’t need you anymore," he shook his head, tears falling from his eyes as he closed them, taking a breath.

"That’s not true and we both know that,"

"Yes it is. Can’t you hear the words that are coming out of my mouth!"

"You can’t just fall out of love with me that quickly. I don’t believe that and I won’t," the look he gave you made you want to forget all of the reasons of why he needed protecting and just fall into his arms, but you couldn’t.

"Well you need to George. Because I don’t love you," You paused, his eyes finding yours. "Didn’t your brother ever worn you about falling in love with a Slytherin? Maybe you should have listened," you pulled your hands away from his and moved closer to him. "I could never love a Weasley, a dirtyblood, a redhead," with that you walked away, leaving George standing where you had left him, tears falling from his eyes as he watched you walk away with a broken heart.

You ran as fast as you could towards the girls room, trying to get away from George before falling to the ground, the tears you were trying your hardest to keep in finally falling down your face. You put your hands in front of your mouth, hating yourself for what you had said. For things your didn’t mean and for things that you loved about him. You wanted to scream, scream at the world. Why had it chosen you, why had your father forced the mark on you. You were only 17.

"Y/N?" You heard a familiar voice call. But you didn’t care if she saw you like this at this point. You barely saw Hermione run in, fear and worry covering her face as she fell in front of you. Her arms reaching out for you and soon she had you pulled into a hug. One that you didn’t fight. "I saw George before I came in," hearing his name made your cries louder. She didn’t say anything more, his face covered in tears gave her the confirmation she needed to know what this was about.

So she just sat there with you. Letting you cry your heart out. She wouldn’t let go of you for a second not until you slowly started pulling away. Even if you wanted to cry you couldn’t, all of your tears had dried out. Hermione rubbed your shoulder as you sat in front of her, looking at the floor with absolutely no emotions.

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That night you woke up screaming, a burning sensation on your arm making tears stream down your face. Your breathing was heavy as you looked around, thanking Godric himself that you were in the common room. You covered your mouth before you could let out another scream, the burning becoming worse by the second. You made your way out of the common room and to the bathrooms. Turning on the cold water and putting your arm underneath, tears once again falling from your face once the burning died down. But it didn’t last long and soon it was back.

You pulled your arm away from the water, a broken sob leaving your mouth as the pain shot through your body. You left the dungeons, thinking that fresh air would maybe die down the pain, even for a little bit. You walked down the empty and dark hallways holding your arm in one hand, soon coming to a compete stop once you saw Fred, George, Harry and Professor Umbridge.

"As I’ve told you once before Mr. Potter naughty children deserve to be punished," And with that she walked away. You tried to keep the sob in once your arm started burning again but you couldn’t, making all three of the boys turn towards you. You clutched your arm closer but immediately regretted it because of your body heat. George gazed down at your arm, concern forming in his eyes as he slowly walked towards you.

"Y/N what happened?" He asked, worry written all over his face. "Did Umbridge do something?" You shook you head, tears falling from your eyes as you pulled your arm to your chest.

"Don’t come any closer," You warned but he didn’t listen. Fred and Harry, seeing that this was a conversation not meant for their ears, took the little boy and left the two of you alone. Both throwing you concerned glances before they disappeared behind a corner.

"Let me see," George said, bringing your focus back on him as he gently tried taking your arm but you pulled away and took a step back. "Y/N please let me help. If your hurt I can help," You shook your head. A small cry leaving your lips as the burning started again.

George’s eyes grew with fear, pulling your arm away from your chest and revealing your mark. He said nothing as he looked at your arm in disbelief. Taking in short breaths before his gaze met yours, confusion and hurt written all over his face.

“What- is this?" He asked, hurt laced in his voice as he looked down at you, betrayal written all over his face. “Is this why you’ve cut everyone off?” He let go of your arm.

“Yes,” Was the only answer you gave making George look at you with disbelief before he backed away, trying to process this.

“You-“ he paused taking in a breath, his voice slightly trembling. “Your with him? The man who murdered hundreds of people, including your best friends parents might I add,” You bit the inside of your cheek trying to keep the tears in. But you couldn’t say anything, not when the man you loved looked at you as if you were a trader.

“Y/N say something,” when he saw the tears in your eyes and your trembling figure he slowly moved towards you. Lifting your Chen with his finger making your eyes meet his. “Was this at your own free will?” You stayed quite for a moment, trying to remove the lump in your throat.

“No,” You ended up mumbling, the tears in your eyes fully falling down your face. “My father-“ you cut yourself off as your voice cracked, lips trembling and trying to finish your sentence without bursting into tears. “He forced me to take the mark,”

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

"How could I? What would you think of me since I now carry the dark mark. I’m disgusted with it myself and how would you see-" You looked at the floor once again, your voice trembling with every word you spoke. "Would you still love me the same-"

"Yes. I would and do love you the same. I don’t care about any mark on your body even if it’s the dark lords mark," He spoke, making your eyes meet his. "I love you Y/N and nothing in the world will ever change that," You shook your head trying to pull away from him.

"No George, I’m trying to keep you safe-"

"I don’t need to be kept safe. Not by you breaking up with me," He paused, his eyes roaming over your face. "Being with you is what keeps me safe. Your my safe place and without that I crumble," You breath hitched. "I need you," He whispered. Tears filled in your eyes as you took in his words. His eyes flickered down towards your lips before he slowly leaned in, taking your lips into his own.

You melted into the kiss, tears streaming down your face as he tilted his head. The passion you felt in the kiss was like something you’ve never felt before. It was slow and full of love, a kind of love George only ever slowed towards you. His thumb rubbed slow circles on your cheek as he gently pulled you closer. George has always been gentle with you but this was different . He was handling you as if you were glass, something that could slip through his finger and break.

~~~

That night you spent in George’s dorm, cuddled up on his bed with your head on his chest trying your best to keep your cries in. The burning had only gotten worse, and at this point you knew it was some sort of punishment for telling George.

But their was nothing you could do.

George hearing your silent cries, wiped away your tears before bringing your face up to meet his, his lips connecting with your own. You relaxed into the kiss as your lips moved with his. A sigh leaving your mouth as he got on top of you. You brought your free hand up to his hair, gently tangling them into his soft orange locks. His tongue brushed your bottom lip before moving it completely into your mouth and you welcomed it by pulling him closer towards you.

He soon broke the kiss by moving his lips over your jaw before finding your neck, gently kissing and sucking on the skin. Your head tilted back giving him more access as a sigh left your mouth. Your hand still in his hair as he left a small mark on your neck. Tears started forming in your eyes again once the burning started. George feeling your body tense moved his lips over towards your now burning mark.

He slowly started kissing up your arm, the feeling of his lips made your mind slowly forget about the pain. He gave your shoulder one last kiss before his lips found yours again. You moaned into the kiss as he softly bit you bottom lip and just like that the pain had left you completely. George took your hand in his as his lips again made way to your neck.

The rest of the night was filled with love and passion. And that maybe this love was the one where it saved the both of you. You were always told that love was weakness and while that was true you learned that love was also strength and that strength overcame the weakness.

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mayese · 1 year

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Winter changes it all - Second chapter

Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Synopsis: A second encounter with the twins and their friends was not in your plans. Especially with Umbridge present.

Warnings: huge pimples?

First chapter / Third chapter / Fourth Chapter

"Gryffindor´s new hero is actually a Slytherin"

Dark Arts, one of your favorite classes, was now ruined by Umbridge. She would make you read dozens of pages, copy what you were reading two or three times, and, then ask some questions, and after she would make you read more. You probably learned more last year with a literal Death Eater than with this woman. But, besides the boredom of her classes, the worst thing was that she would punish anyone for anything as small as someone dropping a quill on accident. And most of her targets were the Gryffindors, especially Harry. Sometimes you wondered if she was weirdly obsessed with the boy who lived, and that creeped you out.

You looked around the classroom discretely, seeing Pike sleeping on his table, not even trying to be discreet. However, your head turned the moment you heard someone laugh in front of you, ripping the silence that embraced the classroom seconds ago. Umbridge was quick to look at your classmate, Lavander. "Miss Brown," she started, walking up to the table in front of you with careful steps.

You knew what would happen. Umbridge would do it to her. "What did you find so funny about the class?" She smiled ear to ear and tilted her head, waiting for Lavander to answer, but the girl couldn´t even form a sentence from how nervous she got. So, you did something you thought was right, but that you would later regret.

"Professor, it was me." Umbridge turned her head like a meerkat to look at you, a deep frown starting to show on her face. Beside you, Blaize looked at you incredulously.

"Oh. If I hear you laugh one more time, you´re going to detention," she said through gritted teeth before turning around and leaving you and Lavender.

"What the fuck was that?" Blaize asked disgruntled, but you just ignored him, continuing to read the pages you were assigned to read.

Fortunately, the class was near its end, so ten minutes later everyone started to leave the classroom. Blaize left in a hurry, not even sparing you a glance. Daphne was still packing her things and Draco and Pansy were one of the first to leave. So, as you waited for Daphne you were approached by Lavender.

"Thank you, Sinclair," she said formally before rapidly dodging you and leaving the classroom with her friend that smiled at you when she walked beside you.

Daphne finally packed everything and went to you with a mischievous smile on her face. "What a hero," she whispered to you before linking her arm with yours and making you both walk out of the classroom. "But really, what was that about? Have you gone soft?" She chuckled while you pushed through the students that cramped the halls.

"I just don´t like Umbridge methods, that´s all," you said flatly. "Also, I got on her nerves. That was an accomplishment." You gazed at Daphne, hoping she would laugh at your words. Instead, she was serious now, as if suddenly something clicked.

"Yes, you did. But don´t forget that lots of people you know kind of adore her and her methods, and most of all, how she hates our rivals," she warned you with a gentle pinch on your arm.

You knew what she meant. That your fellow Slytherins liked the privileges and to see the Gryffindors get humiliated. But what if they knew how she treated them? What she does to them. You never imagined something like that to be happening at Hogwarts, but it was. However, you didn´t want to tell Pansy or Draco that the ones going to detention or visiting her office were being tortured, because sometimes you wondered that, if they knew, they would be more eager to frame students from other houses.

When you and Daphne reached the Great Hall you saw students crowding in front of the wall where the pink princess asked Filch to put the new rules that she began imposing since a month or so ago. You and Daphne approached the students, and while you watched Filch hammering the new frame Daphne guided you through the crowd to get a better view.

"Bloody hell! I really liked the chess club." Your head turned immediately to where you heard the familiar voice speaking, stopping Daphne in her tracks and locking eyes with Fred Weasley, this time you were sure it was Fred. "Sinclair!" He cheered when his brother looked at you too.

"Weasley," you greet him with a dried tone. "Do you know what it says in there?" It was difficult to see what was written on the paper since there were so many of them already, making it only possible to hang the frame on the top of the huge wall.

"Apparently every student's organization will be banned," George said. What the fuck. The woman didn´t know any limits.

"Let´s go." You look to your side, feeling Daphne tugging on your sleeve.

"Goodbye," you say when you look at the twins one more time before going away from the crowd that was starting to dissipate.

After walking Daphne to her class of potions you left, planning on studying for the two hours you had free, so you went to the dungeons to get your other books of History of Magic since you had to do an essay about the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy due in two weeks, and you didn’t want to drag it any longer.

However, to your displeasure, you were faced with an unusual situation on your way to the library. Just when you were already reaching the library, you turned one corner and faced the twins, again. This time they were with their friend Lee Jordan, another seventh year.

“Merlin,” you whispered exasperated. Why did this have to happen every time?

“Look who’s here. I feel like everywhere I go you’re there,” Fred laughs. “Are you stalking us?” He asks with his brows raised as if you would have any interest in doing that.

“Isn’t she the one who-“ Lee was going to question the same thing George asked back in Hogsmeade, so you rapidly answered him. Why did they all know the story?!

“Yes! It was me!” You said with irritation. It was frustrating how they only remember what you had done wrong.

Since the beginning of school you’ve done great things, but nobody seemed to remember that!

“Well, for a change, Lavender was telling her friends rather loudly how you came to her rescue in your class," Fred said with a grin, and you knew he was going to say some bullshit. "I thought I would never in my lifetime see a Slitheryn cover for a Gryffindor." You rolled your eyes at his dramatic way of phrasing such a simple event while the other two agreed.

"Whatever. What are you guys doing here anyways? I thought you didn´t even know to read to be this close to the library," you said derisively while Fred and George laughed sarcastically.

"For your information, Miss, we do know how to read. And-" George was going to say something but Lee suddenly grabbed George´s sleeve, whispering.

"She´s here! C´mon!" He whispered and the twins looked behind them. You also looked through them, seeing nothing. But then you heard, heels loudly slamming against the hard floor.

"What the hell are you going to do?" You asked them with a frown.

Fred looked at you and smirked, approaching you and bending himself to be at your height. "Revenge," he whispered in your ear while his soft hair touched your face slightly and the scent of something sweet reached your nose, but not for long since George and Lee started to drag him away.

You looked behind you, seeing them running through the corridor you just walked and hiding in the next corridor, probably. You sighed, they were probably scheming something bad, but you would not meddle in their business. So, you kept walking in the direction of the library, hearing the heels get even closer to you. It was on the final curve of this hall that you saw who it was, Umbridge. She was right in front of you. It´s always on the turn, you thought.

"Miss Sinclair," she greeted embittered with her screeching voice and a sickening smile. "Don´t you have classes to attend?"

You smiled at her, noticing her unusual bitterness toward you. "No, professor." She smiled at your response, seeming to hold back something but saying nothing.

"Ok! Goodbye, Sinclair." She dodged you quickly and walked away while you stood there. What were they going to do? If she catches them, what would be their punishment?

You looked through the corner of the hall you were in, seeing Umbridge walking towards the next turn. When she turned you quietly walked through the same corridor with your bag full of books on your shoulder. And just when you were going to peak on the corner where you found the three troublemakers some minutes ago, you heard a pitched high scream that was so tuneless that was probably able to shatter all the glass of the windows and the eardrums of someone who was near, like you.

You ran more quickly to the corner, peeking carefully into the hall and seeing something so disgusting that you felt the urge to vomit. Umbridge was full of big yellow pimples that had a red border and seemed to be ready to explode. They were in her face hands and probably on the rest of her body. On the floor, you saw a brown package with what seemed to be chocolates inside and a letter. Those fools, she was definitely going to catch them. Suddenly you and Umbridge heard a loud thump, like something metallic had hit the ground. Fuck.

Umbridge picked up the box and the letter aggressively, walking fast to the other corridor. You followed her quietly and then saw three stupid Gryffindors all around the floor along with a scattered armor. "What did you do to me?!" Umbridge screamed. It was obvious she would link this prank with the only pranksters with the guts to do something so bold.

You watched from another corner as they raised from the floor, giggling amongst each other. "We didn´t do anything, professor!" Lee said with an angelic face while the other two recomposed themselves from their laugh.

Should you do something? Dumb, that was dumb! There was no way she would believe you. Plus, they think you went to the library, so they didn´t even know you were there. So you were clear to walk away and let it be. But at the same time, the reminder of what Umbridge has done until now makes you wanna push her from a fucking cliff.

Screw it, you were going to do it. You pushed your bag further on your shoulder and breathed deeply before casually running slowly on their way with a fake choked expression.

"You three!" She said menacingly while she smiled widely. "You-" Before she could continue you walked beside her.

"Here you are!" You said to the boys. They seemed shocked. "Professor, I was just waiting for them to study in the library when-"

"Shut it!" She yelled and you flinched. "Look what they did!" She screamed in horror, looking at her hands.

You looked at the three for a few seconds with a disapproving scowl before looking at her again. "I´m sure they couldn´t have done that!" You tried to defend them, but what could you say to persuade her?

"Oh yes? Then why were they waiting here?" She asked loudly, looking at them furiously.

Fred looked at you and nodded softly before looking to Umbridge. "Sinclair´s right. We were just on our way to the library when George stumbled with the armor and dragged me and Lee to the floor, that's all," he said simply with an uninterested face.

"What about the spell, morons! I know it was you!" She pointed at them with a grunt. Her hair was so disheveled, it matched exactly her evil aura.

"We didn´t do anything! Those chocolates weren´t even sent by us!" George exclaimed and pointed to the letter. There was written Fudge´s name.

Umbridge looked closely at it, but her evil smile prevailed. "It doesn´t matter! I know-"

"Excuse me, professor," you said and cleared your throat. "Sorry, but it does. They did nothing wrong, so you should averiguate that with whoever sent it, and if they didn´t send any package then you should send these three to detention," you said calmly and as politely as you could. "However, if you make them go to detention nevertheless, then I'll report it to Snape, or who knows, maybe to Dumbledore," you said venomously.

Umbridge exhaled and looked at you dangerously. You were definitely crossing so many fucking lines, but at this point, you felt so proud to be able to squash her.

"I will averiguate with Mr. Fudge. But, out of curiosity, what could you possibly go study with three students from the seventh year, that means, two years above you?" She asked, her eyes twitching.

"Transfiguration, professor," you answered easily with a smile. "I asked them for help since I´ve heard they were quite good at it." She nodded, forced to do so.

Umbridge started to walk slowly towards them, stopping very close to the three boys. "I will give you news about this "incident" very soon," she said with greeted teeth before turning her head and glancing at you. "You too, Sinclair."

Soon she started to walk away quickly, and when you couldn´t hear her heels anymore, the three started to laugh loudly.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" You shouted. "If it wasn´t for me, you would all be in detention, and Merlin knows why you should avoid that!" Their laughing came to an end in seconds as they started to gain their posture again.

"Thank you, Sinclair," Lee thanked while George and Fred went to your side and placed their arms on your shoulders. However, before Fred did that he grabbed your bag and put it on his own shoulder, making you feel more lighter.

"Don´t stress. It was Fudge who sent it, really," Fred explained while they started to walk with you.

"Yeah, we just charmed the pink one, and we were pretty sure she would eat it first. And bang!" George carried on explaining while you hummed. And, why you don´t know, but a chuckle escaped from your lips.

They stopped and the three looked at you. As expected, Fred was quick to comment. "And this fellas, is a snake laughing! How cute!" He said pinching your cheek.

"Stop it, idiot," you menaced him, looking Fred in the eyes with a serious expression. "I just laughed because you are fucking idiots!" You said while the three boys chuckled.

George slipped his arm away and looked at you. "There´s something you should know," he started carefully. "Right now we should be in Transfiguration." What a coincidence, and how big of idiots could they be to jump McGonagall’s class?!

"Well, then hurry the fuck up!" You exclaimed, looking at George and Lee. "Fortunately for you, it rang like, ten minutes ago. Go!" You shouted.

"Fred?" Lee called, and you locked eyes with Fred´s magnetic brown eyes, noticing he was still beside you.

You felt him lean again and this time you shivered when his voice echoed in your ears. "Thank you, we own you one now." He says slipping his arm away and putting your bag on your shoulder. You got a quick glimpse of the scar on his hand, and it seemed to be infected.

He winked at you with a cheeky smile before turning on his heels and joining Lee and George who were already running to class.

Quick note: So! I´m so happy that I´m actually writing this hehehe Hope you enjoyed and see ya! Next chapter will be out soon :)

#fred weasley x slytherin!reader #fred weasley #george weasley #lee jordan #dolores umbridge #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #slytherin #harry potter #fred weasley imagine

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sapphwriting · 2 years

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can i kiss you?

lee jordan x gender neutral reader

p.s. can be interpreted as female because "bad bitch" was used. but gender neutral other than that correct me if i'm wrong.

summary - you and lee jordan have been going out for a while now, but you have yet to kiss.

basically just a fanfic about having your first kiss with lee jordan.

you had been going out with lee jordan for a few months now. everything was going great, lee was a dream of a boyfriend and treated you very good (despite the fact he had tried to recommend you candles for everything ever). but there was one problem. you hadn’t kissed. and you hadn’t told him you hadn’t had your first kiss. and it was starting to get to your head, and thoughts like “what if he doesn’t really like me” were going through your head since he didn’t seem to be making too much of an effort with a kiss either. but lee was a loud person and was very open about his feelings, sometimes too open. he added compliments during quidditch matches directed to you and how good you played, he liked to hold your hand and touch you in some way in public, but it was always kissing that was the problem. why?

immediate thought; ‘does my breath stink?!”

no, you analysed your breath thrice every morning. so that might not be it. but struck by defeat you had let the thought go.

friday rolled around and hogwarts’ dining hall was buzzing with gossip and chatter following. you were sitting around some friends, listening to what they were saying and picking at your breakfast. you were sort of in a daze, thinking about too many things at once. one of them being; “should i ask lee to hogsmeade this weekend?” despite the fact you were dating and would likely go together anyways but it would be cute? so you were thinking about it.

but you were interrupted from your daze to your friend nudging you and telling you to look behind you. you furrow your brows and look behind you. nothing. and so you look the other way and “boo!” it was lee, he’d just said a quietly yelled boo and you had backed away in fright until you saw it was lee. you playfully hit his arm and he grinned.

“hey there.” he said in a smugly flirtatious voice while raising his brows at you. your friends giggled and you heard a few “aww”s. you felt your stomach flutter.

“hi- hi.” you responded, blushing. you had wanted to be smug but that was the complete opposite. your inner non existent bad bitch frowned at you and your pathetic response.

lee sat next to you and pulled a small box out of his pocket and put it in front of you. it was a beautiful box, like a sea treasure. it resembled a treasure chest and was made in a way so it looked like gold coins were overflowing from it. it was painted turquoise and had golden glitter, illuminating the “gold coins”.

you looked at lee with a questioning expression and he just smiled and nudged you. “open it.”

so you carefully opened it, and a mini firework show shot up a few centimeters above the box. the glitter from the fireworks spelt out “h o g s m e a d e w i t h m e ?”

you embraced him tightly and nodded into his shoulder. and you almost missed lee’s whisper of “i adore you” following it. but you definitely did not miss your friends cheering.

being with lee in the common room alone in the middle of the night felt like something straight out of a romance movie. taking turns reading to each other, doing homework together, slow dancing with no coordination, having deep conversations regardless of the topic. one of those deep talks was actually how lee had confessed his feelings for you. problem had been that both of you were half asleep and the next morning had been complete awkwardness for lee, you didn’t even remember much of what he said.

so he ended up spitting it out again when you confronted him. leading to a date of sneaking into the kitchens after curfew. which got you both detention together. eventually leading to your relationship where it is today.

so as you were sitting on the couch with lee’s head in your lap, you couldn’t stop smiling and staring at him. and suddenly he shifted and looked up at you.

“what?” he laughed.

“nothing.” you responded. still smiling.

lee sat up and sat facing you. and you looked into each other’s eyes like it was a staring contest. until he broke and laughed again.

you kept looking at him, and he looked back at you again. and just like that, he asked,

“can i kiss you?”

you were stunned into silence. almost like you hadn’t processed what he said.

but after a second you came back to your senses. mustering up a small nod, you began to lean in. and so did lee. and before you knew it your lips were connected and your eyes were wide and his were closed. and after separating lee was not prepared for the hug you attacked him with, which sent him on his back. thank gosh for the large couch.

you embraced him affectionately, and stayed like that. he wrapped his arms around you as well. asked if you were okay. and the two of you sat in the common room, just holding each other while neither of you could sleep.

the next day the two of you decided to hold down your hogsmeade date since you really needed sleep. thankfully lee’s dorm would be empty and you two could spend time there alone.

hope you enjoyed reading! this is my first fic and i am open to feedback!

and lee jordan>>

#bad bitch #lee jordan #lee jordan x reader #harry potter #lee jordan x female reader #lee jordan x male reader #lee jordan x gender neutral reader #can be interpreted as female since #lee jordan fluff

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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years

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Random Ravenclaw: I wonder how Lupin-Black survives dating a chaotic mess like Weasley.

Random Hufflepuff: Right? He's good looking and all but I don't think I could survive the constant pranking and detentions.

~meanwhile with Y/n & Fred~

Y/n: Can I-

Fred: No love, you will not eat the levitation candy.

Y/n, pouts: But I wanna fly like Peter pan.

Fred: And I don't want you to end up on the Great Hall ceiling and never get back down. They're just prototypes, they're still in the works.

Y/n: But-

Fred: No buts, sorry love.

#y/n lupin black #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley x reader #weasley twins #george weasley #lee jordan #remus and sirius love their kids #remus and sirius love their daughter #Hogwarts #ravenclaw #Hufflepuff #Gryffindor #Slytherin #y/n is the real chaotic mess #harry potter #fred weasley x you #fred weasley imagine

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modestbones · 3 months

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THE RIDE TO HOGWARTS

Feedback is appreciated , and requests are open 💞 —my interpretation of how Y/N become friends with the ‘Pranksters’. (btw Amanita is an OC Of mine, I’ll introduce her later.)

GEORGE X READER (Y/N POV)

After tearfully hugging my mum and dad goodbye, knowing I wouldn’t see them for at least a couple of months, I stepped onto the train. Instantly I was able to pick up on the strong scent of dust, and something that reminded me of my grandmother. I tightened my grip on my suitcase, and braved the walkway. I searched desperately for a space to sit, and noticed immediately almost all of the seats were taken by people who seemed to already know each other.

Thankfully, a girl with long black braids, and dark skin waved her hand at me, beckoning me to come. Once I came to her, she smiled widely, showing me her pearly white teeth. “Hey! I couldn’t help but notice you look a bit lost. A first year, yeah?” She said, having to raise her voice to make sure I could hear her. She didn’t give me enough time to respond, and quickly piped up. “I’m Angelina, you can call me angel,” she quips, her voice friendly. Before she can continue I hear someone call out behind her, “She’s anything but that!”

Giggles ensued, and a knot tied in my stomach. “Sorry about them, you’ll get used to it.” She grabs my arm, not too harshly, but quick enough to make my eyes widen. She pulls me into the cart, and I’m able to get a good look at those inside.

Two identical looking boys, with carrot coloured hair and matching smirks. A boy, who looked my age, with black dreads, who seemed to be engaging in an argument with the girl across from him, who wore her long black braids in a ponytail. Their arguing didn’t seem too fierce, as occasionally the boy would pause and smile. I faced the girl who took me in, Angelina. Angel. Seems like her attitude mirrored her name.

I look at them all, still speechless a little. “Guys, this is.. sorry, what’s your name love?” I batt my lashes. “Uh, Y/N. nice to meet you all..” I say, my voice drifting off a bit, as I stared outside, avoiding their piercing stares.

None of them spoke, until the other girl with braids spoke. “It’s nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Amanita.” She stuck her hand out and shook mine. “That’s lee,” she continues, pointing at the boy she was arguing with, “and that’s Fred and George. Don’t ask me to tell you which is which.” She grins at her last words, and the boys smiles increase. “Wow Amanita, I can’t believe you don’t know our names.” One says. The other speaks quickly after, “it’s insulting.”

She rolls her eyes, and pats the spot next to her. I move quickly. After talking with Amanita, I realize she’s a first year herself, and so is Lee. They seem to have apparently just met, though already are close. George, Fred and Angelina are just 13, one year older than me, and already seen so grown. I wouldn’t say mature, as Fred and George are anything but that. They crack jokes whenever they can, and tell me all about their mischievous plans to start their ‘usual routine’ up again. I notice how Fred’s eyes trail off to Angelina everytime he tells a joke, looking for her smile. Angelina seems obvious, or at least tries to be.

Amanita sketches Lee, as he poses himself to look outside. Lee protests occasionally, but every once in a while, she rewards him by giving him food, or buying him something from the trolley.

And me? My muggle book— Narnia, sits politely in my lap, as my fingers skim the papers. Eventually, I hear a voice that calls my name out. George.

“So, where ya from?” He asks, tilting his head slightly. A smile sits politely on his lips, and it’s unlike the mischievous ones he wore earlier. I return his smile, and say, “London, you?”

I’ve always been used to the loud buzzing life that London offered for me. A twinkle seems to appear in his eyes. “Really? I’ve always wanted to live in the city. I live in the countryside. Incredibly tame compared to you.” He mutters, brushing his hair with his fingers, which seemed to be starting to grow out.

“I think the countryside seems nice. Calm. Cool even.” I say, imagining myself in the countryside. I can imagine myself wearing long flowery dresses.

“Well, maybe you should switch lives with me then, eh?” He quips. I smile. “You think I could pass for a Ginger?”

He laughs. His laugh makes me laugh, and soon enough everyone in the cart is looking at us, stopping their own conversations. Fred nudges George, and says, “I didn’t know first years could make you laugh this hard?” He teases.

Amanita- who requested I call her Amani, is grinning widely. Lee laughs, and for once, Amani doesn’t ream him out for moving, but joins him. Angelina looks at me and smiles widely. She whispers in my ear, “you have no idea what you just signed up for.” She grins, and I start to laugh. I’m glad she called me over.

We laughed all the way to hogwarts.

#Y/N #george weasley #Hogwarts #Harry Potter #New writer #new writers on tumblr #boost #Lee jordan #Harry potter OC #x reader #reader insert #angelina Johnson

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