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mastermindmiko · 5 months

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Poor Mrs Norris

Pairing: Fred Weasley + reader

Word count: 834

Summary: You plan out a prank with Fred and George

Warnings: pranks, hexing, kissing that's all, but lmk if there's anything else

Requests are open

Hey! If you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist.

At first I thought it was endearing, and sweet. The way he would make sure that I'm feeling well, ate enough and that I am enjoying myself. Now, it's been bringing a bubbly sensation in my stomach that I can't get rid off.

"If we go to Flich's office, we can kidnap Mrs Norris and then-"

"Bold of you to assume that Mrs Norris can be kidnapped she's one feisty cat." I shake my head disapprovingly at Fred's plan, knowing that the cat would scratch his hand enough before she's a meters distance away from him. Fred flirts, "Just like you."

He sends me a wink, and if there were a month ago, merlin, even a few days ago I would have rolled my eyes and continued on with my day, but now, the stupid fluttery, bubbly feeling is back. George says, "We'll just hex her from where she's at."

"How will we get filch away from her long enough to do the hex?" Fred continues, eager to make this prank amazing, hilarious and fool proof. I suggest, "One of you can set up a dungbomb to make Filch notice, and while he's too bust running to catch you, I can hex Mrs Norris."

Poor Mrs Norris, I didn't actually want to hex her, she's a pretty nice cat if you ignore the whole scratching and violent thing she has going on. Luckily, the hex won't hurt her or anything, it'll only last a few hours at most.

"I can do it, since I'm the fastest runner." George says, and Fred looks at his brother like he's grown two heads. Fred counters, "I am the fastest runner."

"No, I am-"

"It really doesn't matter who is faster as long as Filch doesn't catch you." I say, looking between the two bickering boys disapprovingly, but finding Fred's pout adorable.

I think I spend too much time gazing at Fred's beauty because next thing I know he's looking at me with a smug grin then he teases, "You're staring."

"I am not."

"I understand that I'm completely irresistible, but love, you can hide it a bit better than that." Fred continues to tease me, and I roll my eyes, standing up, hoping that he doesn't notice the blush on my face.

"George, you've got the bombs?" I ask, and George stands up waving them. Fred stands up too and I say, "Let's do this then."

George nods his head then leaves the room already making his way to the far side of the corridor a few feet away from where Filch's office is located.

I hide behind one of the pillars and wait until I hear the sound of the bombs exploding then see Filch leaving the room. I wait patiently, but then I feel a hand wrapping around my waist.

I look up to see Fred waiting behind me, eyes trained to the door. I gasp and remove his hand, taking a step back. I say, "What are you doing here?"

"Pranking Filch with you, genius." Fred says, smiling at me, and my face heats again. This crush was getting out of hand, of course he was pranking Filch with me. He looks back at the door and I look at him.

I wonder how anyone could not be able to differentiate between Fred and George. They were identical twins, but there were so many differences. Fred's face was rounder, and he has that adorable freckle on his neck, and that cute-

"You're staring again." Fred says, catching me in the middle of looking at the tiny freckle about his top lip. I turn redder, but don't break the eye contact. I blink a few times, and maybe I've Imagined it, but I see Fred looking at my lips.

It was a spur of the moment thing, I don't even think about it because I know that if I do I'll find a million reasons not to do this. I step up on my tiptoes and kiss him. He reciprocates the kiss before I even realize what I was doing.

He wraps his arms around me and I toy with the hairs on the nape of his neck. He presses me against the pillar and we kiss for what feels like the perfect equivalent of both a second and an eternity.

We hear footsteps approaching and we part. George comes jogging towards us and he has a bit of sweat on his forehead. He's grinning wildly in anticipation. He asks, "Did you do it?"

I didn't even hear the bomb exploding or Filch running after George, so we definitely didn't hex Mrs Norris. I bite my lip sheepishly and Fred answers, "No, we didn't."

"Why not?" George pouts and then he looks confused. He looks at Fred and I, and I feel myself blush. I notice Fred's ears turning pink too. George rambles, "Why are you blushing? And why is your lipstick smudged? And-"

George gasps, and that's the day Fred Weasley became my boyfriend.

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rhunew · 7 months

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⭑ Listen to me; Fred Weasley x reader

Summary: You loathed Fred Weasley but kept having midnight thoughts about him you were sure it was normal right, I mean he gave you attention, but you were not even close to being friends, so this could never be a relationship. Or perhaps could it after the kiss you shared?

[ My English, fluff, ‘angry’ but not really angry love confession, kissing, girls can go to guy's dorms idk, if there’s anything I missed please lmk! ]

Masterlist

WC: 1,207

A/N: Hii, I hope you enjoy this, I’m not sure how to feel about it. Definitely not one of my proudest works I’ll write, please feel free to comment what you thought about it or tips on how I can improve if you want to :)

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It's another busy day for you as prefect of your house, another day you'll be the victim of a prank the Weasley twins have set out for you. You hear two muffled chuckles behind you while you're doing your nightly tour of the hallways, and your first thought is, "of course, it's them," but when you turn around, nobody is there.

You don't see anyone, yet the laughter is back. You tell them, "Hilarious, really. Just show yourselves, or are you too afraid?"

Silence

A foul smell—dung bombs—caught you off guard as you turned around to continue your tour. Knowing this, undoubtedly, it's them. If not them, then who else could have been responsible for such a prank?

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A week has passed, and surprisingly, you haven't been the target of any more of their humorous antics. You assume that this is because they realised there was no point in playing pranks on you anymore, but you couldn't have been more wrong.

The following morning, as you dressed in your uniform and noticed how tightly it fit, you looked up to see your gorgeous BRIGHT PINK?! hair and were furious. You knew Fred was behind this, he had wanted to embarrass you. Between the two of them, Fred has always seemed to enjoy getting on your nerves more, and taking the pranks further, you resented him. That said, you did your best to ignore the feelings you had for him. I mean, it's Fred Weasley. You kept telling yourself that there was no way you had feelings for him; it was all just attention you got. (so real)

You stormed up to his dorm, hardly knocking before opening the door. Guys turned to stare at your hair as you did, but they did their best not to laugh. Looking for the ginger-haired boy, you search the room. He is chuckling with his friends while having the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. "Went to the hairdresser, love. A bit..noticeable, but sure does look great on you!"

Oh my god, he called you "love," so what if he calls you that, he does all the time? This time it's different, though. No, it's not you're crazy

You swiftly straightened up and gave him a sneer. ''I preferred something a little lighter, but hey, pleased you like it!" you said sarcastically.

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This continued for months; occasionally, it was still the two of them playing pranks on you, but Fred was the only one that targeted you specifically. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help but be drawn to you. Until George questioned him about it, he had been ignoring his feelings. He then started trying to impress you by keeping your attention on him at all times. Fred, being Fred, chose to express this by pranking you all day, every day.

You saw him as you carried out your nightly tour around the corridors again. Why would he intentionally allow himself to be spotted by you, knowing he would get into detention? And George, where was he? This was really odd. You approached him and said, "You should be in your dorm, and you know that. What are you doing here? Where's George? " He winked at you, making you blush, and he leaned in closer, saying, "Oh, I know, you've made sure of that, and George is already asleep. I came to talk to you; have a minute?" Now you were even more confused, why would he even care to speak to you?

You led him into an empty classroom and nodded to him before sitting down and saying, "Okay, let's talk." He smiled and said, "Abandoned classroom, ey, have a little more than just talking going on in that pretty head of yours, do you, love?" he said cheekily. Noting your glare (and blush—a proud moment for him). He coughed and continued with what he wanted to talk about. "I waited for you to tell you I like you. I've been trying to tell you, you know, all the pranks, but you don't seem to be picking up the hints''

You can't possibly have heard it correctly, now, can you? This had to be one of his jokes, so you glanced around to see if any of his friends were nearby who would laugh if you revealed you liked him too. You rolled your eyes at him and said, "Seriously, do you find this funny? Where are they, your friends? What do you want to hear—that I also like you? I'm not an idiot, Fred; I know this is one of your pranks." You sighed because you had anticipated a serious response from him and believed he was trying to tell you something important. However, you should have known better than to assume so.

He laughed as he looked at you, much more perplexed than you were. "What makes this a joke? I really do like you, so yeah, it is exactly what I want to hear." You scoffed, mocking him, saying, "Don't act foolish, Fred. Since you've been playing pranks on me continuously for months, why should I believe you now? I don't have any reason to, that's right." How could he possibly find this funny? You knew he occasionally hurt people unintentionally, but this wasn't one of those occasions. Why would he want to hurt you?

"Don't you listen, darling?" He said, "I really do like you, please believe me," before you interrupted him once more. "You know, Fred, I knew you could be mean, but I wouldn't think you would do something like this. Now, if you will excuse me, I have far more important things to do than sit around talking to a guy whose only goal tonight is hurting someone. Goodbye, have a fantastic night!" you replied sarcastically.

Before getting up and leaving the classroom, a warm hand grabbed you and drew you back to him. "If you won't listen with your ears, then maybe you'll listen with your lips," he murmured before you felt his lips press against yours. "Fred, just let me g-," You got cut off as he kissed you. You were shocked. Your eyes widened before you closed them to kiss him back in return. Is this real? Was this a dream?

Nope, very much real.

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Fred and you continued to hide your relationship—or whatever it is you two might have—for another month. You both felt a connection, but neither of you made it official. You were standing next to him when you noticed a couple kissing a few feet away. You pointed them out to him with your eyes and teased, "Looks like you're not the only one that can't resist a girl, Freddie," to which he laughed and leaned in closer to whisper in your ear, "Perhaps you'd like to be in their position right now." While looking up at him, confused, your cheeks heated up. "What do you mean?"

Noticing your blush, he winked at you and said, "You know, snogging. Right now. Right here." He is a tease, that much is clear. You shrugged playfully and said, "Perhaps, maybe I do," before connecting your lips.

#fanfic #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley angst #weasley twins #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley imagine #fred wealsey fic #love confessions #prankster #dung bombs #fred weasley

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adventuretimetournament · 2 months

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Prankster

First appearance: Heat Signature

Description: Her hair is worn down and is the length of her body. She is wearing a red tank top, brown pants with a few holes in them, and black ankle boots.

Dinner Party

First appearance: Broke His Crown

Description: Her hair is worn up in a bun with two strands in front of her ears. She has on a gold necklace with a green amulet in the center. She is wearing a pink-red short dress with straps over light purple pantyhose, and dark blue cavalier boots.

#adventure time #marceline outfits #prankster #dinner party

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nitpickrider · 7 months

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Luthor Mxyzptlk And the PRANKSTER. And that, my friends is why Golden Age Superman has grey hair. Action Comics #151

#dc #dcu #dc comics #dc universe #superhero #comics #lex luthor #prankster #oswald loomis #mr mxyzptlk

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steence · 5 months

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i have every fnaf book

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charlesreeza · 4 months

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The Tiny Shoe

Triumphal Arch, Parc du Cinquantenaire, Brussels

Photos by Charles Reeza, October 2023

#travel photos #architecture #Brussels landmarks #Belgium #prankster

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gymnopedie-122 · 5 months

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he's backkk

#ayato #genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin #mafia boss #prankster #he's actually so silly omg #come one mr blue sky why r u so pretty

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homunculuslover · 1 year

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Another prompt I did with was Prank/Trick involving two animatronics I made call Dill/Mini and Arte. Arte is a little prankster, but they don't work out for him a lot of the time. Dill has split personality. Dill a happy go lucky flower and Mini, a more mischievous side who likes to torment. Thus why he turns dark.

#ticklish #tickletober2022 #tickling #tickle art #animatronic #flowerboys #prank #prankster #trick #whipped cream #ticklish boy #ticklish belly #comicstrip #robot boy

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Your writing is so so good! I love how you nail the characterisations! If I may place a request - I feel like having a bit of a laugh - maybe some shenanigans/pranks with either the 501st or the Batch w reader? 🙌 143 ❤️

Aloha! Thanks you so much! :))

Shenanigans? Sounds good to me! But what's '143' about?

Fives / Wrecker / Hardcase x Reader HC's - The Prankster

Fives

He is a professional when it comes to playing pranks. Sometimes you could think that he has nothing else on his mind.

You have a date, and you wait for him at the appointed place. You finally see Fives running down the hallway in your direction. He has a grin on his face, but he seems rushed.

When he reaches you, he grabs your hand and pulls you along with him.

"Are we running from Rex again?" you ask, hurriedly keeping pace with him.

"Yep."

He pulls you into a storage closet and closes the door behind you. He turns to you, still grinning broadly.

"Hello, Mesh'la" he finally says, pressing a heartfelt kiss to your lips.

You return the kiss, but then cross your arms in front of your chest and ask, "What have you done this time?"

Fives starts laughing, trying to be quiet. He may be a prankster sometimes, but he just looks adorable when he's having such a good time.

"I put hair dye in Rex's shampoo. He's walking around with 501st blue hair now."

You can't help but smile at the thought.

"FIVES! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Rex yells down the hallways, and he sounds anything but happy.

"He sounds really pissed," you say quietly.

Fives suppresses a giggle and says, "I know."

Once the coast is clear, he takes your hand and says, "Come on, I have an idea for a prank to annoy Kix, but I need you to do it."

You pull your hand out of his and say, "Leave me out of this."

"Come on Cyare! It'll be fun! We're a team, aren't we?"

You sigh, "Not when it comes to pissing people off, Fives."

He gives you a pouty look.

"Don't look at me like that"

"Just a prank, completely harmless"

"I don't want to"

"Please, just this once"

You know him, you know it won't stay with this one request, and still you give in.

"Okay, out with it. What are you going to do?"

Fives grins and asks, "Do you know where we can get fake blood?"

Wrecker

He can be a pretty silly prankster. When he shoved your cake in your face on your birthday after you blew out the candles, it was admittedly pretty silly and surprising. But Wrecker never does things like that out of spite, quite the opposite.

Wrecker tends to play tricks on people he likes. So not only do his brothers have to put up with his pranks, but so do you. Sometimes he hides your stuff, wakes you up with a false alarm or hides your underwear just before you want to take a shower.

It can be annoying, but before it gets too serious, he always comes out with the truth.

And most of the time, when you're not the target of his jokes, his goofy nature is really amusing.

One night, Wrecker decides to garnish Crosshair's face with piles of whipped cream. When the sniper gets up the next morning with his pillow and face full of whipped cream, you can't help but burst out laughing, which is hard to get under control again.

You'll probably never forget Crosshair's deadly stare.

"Where's your stupid boyfriend?"

As Crosshair comes closer, your laughter dies. You look around and in your bed is the spray can of whipped cream still adorning the Sniper's face. He sees the can at the same moment you do.

"I swear it wasn't me," you say, startled.

Crosshair snorts, "I know you wouldn't dare. That's why I'm looking for Wrecker."

You shrug your shoulders helplessly.

Mumbling curses, Crosshair goes off to look for his brother.

You swing your legs out of bed, put on your pants and slip into your shoes. Even as you stand up, you almost fall. Wrecker has glued your shoes together.

You sigh softly, "Oh Wrecker."

Hardcase

This guy is always full of energy and naughty ideas. Even Fives is on guard when Hardcase was up ahead of him in the break room or at the coffee machine. Once he switched the sugar with the salt and a bunch of clones salted their own coffee before the whole thing was exposed. Hardcase sat at one of the tables in the cantina, with his sweetened coffee, grinning silently to himself.

Stink bombs, items glued together, equipment gone - "That was probably Hardcase."

However, he's always spared you so far, and you fervently hope that doesn't change, some of his pranks are quite unpleasant after all. But the worst is when Hardcase works on pranks together with Fives, which is why you are quite nervous when the two of them meet you together and both giggle.

Hardcase gives you a kiss and Fives nods at you with a grin.

"What have you guys been up to?" are your first words to the two.

The men grin at each other, then Hardcase tells you, "Wait until you see Dogma."

And you can see immediately what they are talking about. Dogma is stared at by everyone, and you hear laughter here and there. His entire armor is dyed pink and decorated with Hello Tooka stickers.

Dogma comes straight at the three of you, looking angry. You bite your lower lip to keep from laughing.

"You," Dogma spits out, pointing at Hardcase and Fives, "This is your work, am I right?"

Hardcase shrugs and says, "I don't even know what you mean."

Dogma's look gets even angrier.

"You'll pay for that!"

"Why don't you get a spare suit of armor," Fives says, waving it off.

"Can't! None are available right now, a new batch isn't coming until tonight, and we move out in an hour! I can't go into the field like this! What if the general sees me like this?"

Hardcase says with a grin, "Well, he can't miss you in that outfit. But maybe he'll think it's cute."

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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tiktoks-repost · 1 year

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#tiktok #tik tok #memes #funny #comedian #comedy #prankster #pranks #prank #Halloween #trick or treat

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theblueprincess590 · 7 months

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If Homestuck Came out today John would be a prank YouTuber.

#homestuck #john egbert #prankster #youtube #youtuber #why am i like dis #you know it to be true #WATER BUCKET PRANK ON TROLL FRIEND GONE HORRIBLY WRONG #hastage awkward

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mastermindmiko · 6 months

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Drunk (Part six)

Pairing: George weasley + OC

word count: 2109

warning: kissing, forgetting, shenanigans, fluff

Hey! if you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist.

requests are open

Part 7

an: Don't kill me, but I'm not sure if that is Fred or George

As George laid naked with Juliette he couldn’t help but feel extremely happy. She liked him back, and she maybe even loved him like she loved him. He pressed another kiss to her forehead, and he repeated the sentence ‘I love you.’ again to her.

The smile on her face grew as she looked up at him and kissed him. When she pulled back she said “I love you.” He kissed her more even though it wasn’t a good kiss from how much he was smiling, George thinks that even if he wanted to he couldn’t have taken the smile off his face.

He was sure that she could feel his fast heart beat, as she’s on his chest. They stayed there for a while and they talked to each other, he noticed that they both had goosebumps on their skin from the cold. So he got up and gathered their clothing and he gave Juliette all her clothes.

“No wonder why Ginny isn’t able to sleep here.” he said with a chuckle as he fixed his shirt. Juliette was just putting on her shirt when he noticed that there weren’t any marks on her neck, he wanted to mark her as his own but he knew that if his mother or Sirius found out they would kill him.

He laid next to her again and held her in his arms once again as they drifted off to sleep while he said another ‘I love you.’ to her. He couldn’t help but say it, it was as if he was waiting his whole life for this.

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Juliette woke up in the same position that she did back in the beginning of the school year, with a massive hangover and with George Weasley’s arms wrapped around her waist. The first thing that she did other than groan at how much her head was aching is check to see if she had any clothes. She did have all her clothes on and so did George, she let out a relieved sigh; as she woke him up by whispering his name and slowly nudging him. She repeated the actions multiple times until his eyes started fluttering open.

George woke up with Juliette’s face smiling at him, he had a wide smile on his face as he wished he woke up like this everyday of his life. He let out a small ‘Good Morning.’ he had the best dream he’s ever had yesterday; and he was quite convinced that whatever happened today everything would go great.

Juliette shivered at his morning voice and then looked at the clock on her night stand and saw that it was noon. She was never one to sleep in late, but she knew it was the effects of the alcohol. “Your dad should be down there by now.”

George’s smile grew wider, and he asked a question that he didn’t know, “What am I doing here?” He watched as her eyebrows furrowed and she looked around the room seemingly trying to know the answer to his question. They were both wearing clothing and there wasn’t a mark on her neck so he decided that they didn’t have sex.

“I think you just stumbled here, we were all drunk so that could be the answer.” Juliette replied, he nodded and even though he didn’t want to leave the bed. His father should’ve been downstairs by now and he wanted to see him, so he got up from the bed.

“I’ll leave you here to change and stuff.” He said Juliette felt a dull feeling in her chest as he got up from bed but she nodded and watched him as he exited the room.

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When Juliette got down to the kitchen everyone was in a visibly better mood now that Mr. Weasley was there. There was a lively chatter and even though some people -Sirius- were extremely hungover, no one let any inconvenience spoil their mood.

Everyone was eating breakfast including Hermione who apparently arrived earlier, she assumed that Hermione would spend Christmas with them since it was tomorrow. The only space left was beside Ginny when Juliette entered the kitchen everyone told her good morning.

When she started to head to the table Ron -who was beside George- fell off his chair and begrudgingly stood up and said “I’m going to sit next to Ginny.”

She sat next to George who then looked at her innocently and he feigned surprise at her presence “Juliette! I didn’t see you there. Good Morning!”

She nodded at him with an amused smile and said “Sure you didn’t.” They all started to eat breakfast, today no one had anything in particular to do.

“Fred had an idea.” George said when everyone was leaving the breakfast table. His face was close to her as he whispered in her ear. “What does that have to do with me?”

“How good are you at playing chess?” he asked with a smirk.

“Shit. I always get beaten.” Juliette said reminiscing on how every time she and Draco played chess for the past 8 years he would win. Except for sometimes he would let her win just because he would feel bad.

“That’s fine you could still help.” George said as he leaned in closer to tell her the plan by the end of the plan explanation, George gave her a wink as she went to start the operation.

She went across the table to Ron -who was still eating- “hey Ron!” she said in a chirpy tone. He looked alarmed by her presence and said “hi.” as he swallowed the last bit of food.

“Do you want to play chess?”

“Okay.” He replied, as he got up from the table. Juliette went to set up the chess board while Ron went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Juliette called George to watch the game and made sure that Ron heard her invitation to him.

While she was setting up the chess, George was mumbling on how he wanted to do something bigger but how Molly would cut off his head if he did. Juliette smiled at how cute he looked with his arms folded and eyebrows furrowed.

When Ron entered the room he looked suspiciously at George and asked “What are you doing here?” Juliette looked at Ron not replying as George tilted his head to Juliette -which was an action she didn’t notice- and then Ron had a smirk on his own face.

Ron knew as did the entire house of George’s crush on Juliette so he just assumed that he was trying to spend more time with her without being obvious, which was mostly the case.

They started playing the game, when Juliette realized that Ron currently had the upper hand. She tapped the table discreetly three times, and George immediately got the hint saying “Ron I think Mom’s calling.”

“No she didn’t.” Ron said eyebrows furrowed.

“She did call you Ron, you just didn’t hear because of how focused you are.” George said, trying to convince Ron to leave, and when Ron exited the room. He quickly got out his wand and pointed it at the chess pieces as he said “Colovaria” They watched as the pieces changed and switched color; then George flipped the board.

He then sat back on the couch beside Juliette, he placed his hand on her thigh. Which caused her face to heat up, since she was wearing a skirt she was sure he could feel the goosebumps on her skin. She couldn’t help but feel that this wasn’t the first time he did that, but she knew that it was.

When she heard Ron’s footsteps coming closer she used this as an excuse and leaned in closer to George’s face as his nose brushed her’s. “So Ron won’t ask why Mrs. Weasley didn’t actually call him.”

He nodded as he put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. They could both see the blush that decorated the other’s face. “Mom didn’t call me- EWW no George you could’ve just said you wanted to snog.” Ron said with a disgusted face.

Juliette moved away from George and sat properly on the couch, “Sorry Ron, can we continue playing?” Ron nodded at her question, seemingly forgotten about that. He resumed his place on the chair in front of the table, he kept looking skeptically at George until he then looked at the chess board; eyebrows furrowing instantly.

“What the-” Ron started until he was cut off by a much too innocent looking Juliette saying “Is there something wrong?” He shook his head “but I was- nevermind.”

The chess game lasted three hours and each time Ron would get ahead of Juliette they would switch the board up again, and Ron was so confused by it that his mind seemed in a different place for the rest of the day. Juliette had for the first time in her life won a chess game, of course she was cheating with the help of George; but that was just a minor inconvenience in the grand scheme of things.

Juliette just noticed that George’s hand was still on her thigh. She turned to him and said, as an idea came to her head. “How much do you want to bet that Remus and Sirius are dating?”

He looked at her confused and said “there’s no way, we would’ve noticed.” When she shrugged her shoulders, he said “5 sickles.”

They headed down the stairs and reached Remus and Sirius who were in the kitchen talking about whatever they were talking about. Juliette stood innocently in front of them while George stood behind her with an innocent grin on his face.

Noticing their suspicious presence they turned to them and Remus said “Yes?” Juliette asked them quickly “are you guys dating?” They both nodded confused at the girl, then Juliette turned quickly on her feet to look at George with her finger pointing at him as she said “AHA.”

He gave her the sickles, obviously annoyed when Juliette started walking away triumphantly Sirius got the hint at what she was doing and said “But Juliette we already told you that 2 weeks ago.”

Before Juliette got the chance to glare at her godfather she was chased by George. She quickly got up the stairs and entered her room as she shut the door behind her and held it to its place with her body. George -being stronger than her- pushed the door open with ease, when she ran to the top of her bed; and stood with her back to the wall. George got on top of her bed and stood close to her, and looked at her with a smirk.

“George, I’m sorry-” Her sentence was cut off by George tickling her. She started laughing loudly and trying to block George’s hands away from her body. When her breathing was getting more shallow George removed his hands away from her with a cute smile on his face.

When she regained her proper breathing, a statement that George said made her breathing get caught in her throat. “You have a really pretty laugh.”

She blushed wildly and then George reached to cup her face; the butterflies in her stomach grew at his action as she waited to see what would happen. She really wanted him to kiss her, and she didn’t know why she didn’t kiss him herself but she waited for him to kiss her first. When he started to lean in they were interrupted by Mrs. Weasley in front of the wide opened door, saying “Come on kids help me make lunch.”

She obviously hadn’t seen what could’ve happened because she then waved them over to come and help her in the kitchen. Juliette noticed that George’s cheeks were tinted red as he got off from the bed and headed towards the door.

When they reached the kitchen Fred and Ginny were already helping, George went to stand beside Fred while Juliette stood beside Ginny; both still awkward from the encounter.

Juliette heard Fred ask “What happened to you? Why are you blushing?” She then heard George whisper a few things she didn’t hear but assumed were about the almost kiss. Fred started laughing loudly and then she heard a hitting sound, and then his laughter stopped completely.

The rest of the day was spent with Juliette avoiding George at all costs and he seemed to be doing the same. She was scared to ask him about what almost happened because she didn’t want to face the fact that George maybe didn’t love her.

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