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mastermindmiko · 1 year

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Heaven on earth

Pairing: Fred Weasley + fem!reader

Word count: 2852

summary: You spent Christmas at the burrow with the rest of the Weasleys while trying to get over your long-term crush Fred Weasley because you weren’t sure how your best friend Ginny would react to your feelings.

Trigger Warnings: One tiny sexual thought, Fred calling you ‘sis’ twice maybe?, parents being judggy, horrible writing, kissing and mentions of sex

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You were at the burrow for Christmas with your best friend Ginny Weasley. Your parents were away for a trip and you were going to stay at Hogwarts, but then Ginny found out and insisted that you stay with her. When you refused for the first time, she practically dragged you here.

You loved Ginny and all the Weasleys, you would’ve loved staying with them for Christmas and even for the rest of your life. There was however a small complication, you’ve liked Fred for two years. The only reason this would be a problem is because when you first started hanging out with Ginny she confessed about how many other people she befriended only used her to reach her brothers.

You then promised that you would never do that to her, but you were eleven when you said that. Boys were disgusting creatures, some of them still are but there are few exceptions. You first started catching feelings for Fred when you were thirteen and now at the age of fifteen your feelings only intensified.

You couldn’t help but believe that even if Ginny’s feelings wouldn’t get hurt by assuming that you used her for this long, Fred only views you as a little sister since you hung out so much with Ginny.

Fred had done things that could’ve made you think that he actually liked you but then he’d go and call you a good friend for his sister. Back in your third year he called you ‘sis’ you had spent the week on the verge of crying, and then he asked Angelina to the yule ball, it only made you sadder. You couldn’t even talk to Ginny about it, so your feelings were bottled up for a long time. Now you have a better grip of your feelings considering your best friend's brother.

You were now being greeted by everyone at the burrow, Molly gave you a kiss on your head and said how happy she was to see you. You gave her a smile and you greeted Bill, Charlie and George; and you had even talked to Harry who even though he had been on the train together you didn’t talk to him. You had already talked to Ron earlier so you didn’t bother talking to him.

Fred then came down rushing in, saying out loud “What’s happening?” When he reached the bottom of the stairs his eyes skimmed the room smiling when he noticed his siblings.

Even though Ginny mentioned that Fred and George -as they should- still spent Christmas at the Burrow, you weren’t ready to see Fred. You had always been able to tell Fred and George apart even by the slight differences on their faces.

You would never admit it but most of your time in the Great Hall was spent looking at Fred not eating. His smile fell off his face when he saw you standing there, you averted your gaze from him; on the train you had decided that now that you were going to see Fred it would be the perfect opportunity to get over all your feelings.

You would now see him for almost three weeks and that means you wouldn’t have time to fantasise about him; and you could focus on his flaws -which you were yet to find any that bothered you enough to get over him-

You watched as he greeted Ron, Harry, and Ginny; you tried not to notice the cute smile on his face as he saw the rest of his family for the first time in a while, and you suppressed the fluttering feeling in your stomach. Molly ushered everyone to the kitchen and you said in a raised voice “I’m going to go get my bags, I left them outside.”

You went out the door and started to grab your heavy suitcase; when you had lifted it near your chest you noticed it got much lighter. You at first thought you were getting stronger but then you heard a small “Hi.”

You let out a small squeak and jumped slightly letting go of the suitcase, taking a step away. Fred was standing there with your heavy suitcase in one hand, you noticed how the veins in his hands and arms flexed; and you tried not to think about them around your body and your neck.

He had the other hand in a wave motion, you then said “Hey.”

“I just came out to help you with your bag, and uh I didn’t get to talk to you when I came downstairs.” He said as he moved closer to you and let go of your bag, putting it on the ground. You didn’t notice what he was doing until he had wrapped you in a tight embrace, you ignored the butterflies and put your arms around him. You didn’t let yourself indulge in the moment and his comforting smell -marshmallows and fireworks-

Fred let out a large sigh when he put his arms around you, he felt himself relax even more as you reciprocated his hug. As soon as he saw you in the Burrow his heart almost leaped out of his chest, and he didn’t know how to react -not expecting to see you there- So he wiped his face from all emotion as he did in emotional moments. He was going to the kitchen when George elbowed him in the ribs and told him to go help ‘his future girl’ with carrying her bag.

He knew for a fact that right now while Ginny, his dad and mom were preparing the dinner, all his siblings and Harry were looking out the window watching this interaction with their full attention. George had found out about his feelings because of how much his gaze went to you during Hogwarts; and Ron and Harry found out by how much of Fred’s letters to Ron were mostly questions about you. Bill and Charlie found out by Ron blabbing about it in front of them, he got teased endlessly by his older brothers. He would’ve asked Ginny for the information about you and he did but he then stopped when his mom lectured all of the brothers about how Ginny thinks that all her friends like her because of them.

He couldn’t do that to his sister so instead he opted to talk to Ron about you and make all his brothers swear not to tell Ginny about his obvious feelings. He started liking you last year and he cringed at the memory of him calling you a sister in his sixth year. He let go of you slowly, noticing that the amount of time you both hugged would’ve been too much for you not to notice his feelings.

He grabbed your bag from the ground and you smiled at him gratefully, he didn’t utter a single word as he walked to the burrow with you beside him. He opened the door for you then he put the bag down, he looked at you with a slight blush -that you didn’t notice.

“Thanks.” You said looking at him, he averted your gaze and replied “No problem, sis.” He then turned around and went quickly to the kitchen, and you tried not to give a single care to the sinking feeling in your chest and you reminded yourself that this is the reason why you have to get over him; and it seemed as if it wouldn’t be that hard because he didn’t talk to you for the next two days.

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It was Christmas and you were in Ginny’s room putting on a warmer jacket while everyone was downstairs exchanging presents. You had gotten Molly a muggle cook book and Arthur a bunch of muggle stationary with a camera, and you had gotten Ginny a broomstick kit. Ginny insisted that you only get presents for three people because of how you didn’t know that you were coming and that she didn’t want you spending too much money with your parents out of the country.

You picked up the jacket and went to stand in front of a mirror to put it on when you heard a knock on the door. “Come in.” you said, and watched as Fred came into the room. Your eyebrows furrowed, a feeling of slight hurt going over you at remembering him calling you a sister. You had talked to him after but only the essential things like "Fred can you pass me the salt?” and him giving it to you and after a small thanks from you a small, “no problem.”

“Hi.” He said, and you replied with a small awkward, “hi.”

He stepped closer to you as he said “I got you something.” Only then you registered the small red box he had in his hand, and then you quickly felt both flattered and guilty “Fred, I didn’t get you anything; you shouldn’t have.”

He waved a hand in a dismissing motion, he felt nervous; which he never did around girls, maybe it was because he actually liked you and that he would actually feel sad if he ruined your already fragile relationship. He only called you a sister once again because he felt nervous and it’s an immediate feeling dismisser. After he had told his brothers the story they had a good laugh and they told him to get you a gift to try to mend your friendship, because if that’s the only thing that you both could have together he wanted it all.

He spent hours trying to find the perfect gift for you, he had found Angelina also shopping for a gift and when he asked her for advice after laughing at his face she told him to get a customisable one. He had got you a necklace that said “amica mea” It meant “my love” in latin, and he wasn’t smart enough to know that so that was another thanks to Angelina.

You watched as he handed you the box and said “Merry Christmas.” You grabbed the box from him with a blush that matched its colour, and you opened it and there was a silver necklace with some words that you were too nervous and flattered to ask what they meant. “Can you-” you said as you motioned between the necklace and your neck.

He nodded quickly as he said “yeah, yeah.” He ran behind you and took the necklace from your hand and opened it, he pushed your hair from your neck which caused goosebumps to rise on your neck and butterflies to start flying in Fred’s stomach. You looked at him from the mirror and watched as he placed the necklace around your neck, his hands lingered there for a few seconds; before your eyes connected in the mirror.

You turned around and your turn made your hair fall on your back once again, you shyly tilted your head up to him and said “I really like it. Thank you.” He shook his head slightly as he looked at you and said “It’s nothing.”

You kept looking into his eyes as you asked “What does it mean?” You didn’t notice the blush on his face but you did notice his gaze going to your lips, and you couldn’t help but lick them under his gaze. “It means-” he cut himself off as he leaned in slightly and licked his own lips and he continued “It means-”

His sentence was cut off by Ginny entering the room saying your name loudly and followed by “Dinner’s ready!” You and Fred moved apart quickly and you hoped she wouldn’t notice your blush or the necklace. Her eyes skimmed the room and both of you then repeated her sentence “Dinner’s ready, come on let’s go.”

You nodded as you quickly left the room trying to erase the blush from your face while going down the stairs. You had forgotten to put on the jacket that was still on your arm and you put it on. When you reached down stairs, it seemed that you and Fred had a mutual unspoken agreement that you wouldn’t mention what could’ve happened and that you both would ignore how your hearts skipped several beats at the thought of the interaction.

Molly had ushered everyone together so Arthur could take a picture of the entire family with you and Harry at Christmas. While everyone was standing into the frame, Fred watched as his father struggled to work the camera that you got him. Charlie, Bill and George all kept switching places until you and Fred were standing beside each other.

He glared at his brothers while they gave him shameless smiles. Ginny and you wrapped your arms around each other when Ginny whispered a joke to you, you laughed and an instant smile appeared on Fred’s face and then Arthur clicked the camera.

Molly replicated the picture into two and gave you one and framed the other with her wand. It was a moving picture because you asked George to charm it. The picture was everyone smiling while you burst into laughter from Ginny’s joke. You didn’t notice Fred looking at you like he just found out that there was a heaven on earth because of you but Ginny did.

***

You had your bags in your hand as you were standing in front of the door, you waited for everyone to go downstairs and say goodbye to you. You wore a dress because your parents were coming today and they always judged you and you wanted to make them proud so you tried to look good.

Fred entered the room, you were still wearing the necklace he gave you and you were frantically straightening out your hair and outfit trying to look as perfect as possible. When you saw him you asked “Do I look okay?”

He nodded and said “you look beautiful as always.” A blush covered your cheeks when he came closer to you and pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. His gaze lingered on your lips and then you decided to be brave, you cupped his face with your hands and pressed your lips against his.

you pull back feeling him unmoving; you see him frozen, face emotionless. Apologies immediately start tumbling from your mouth, mostly consisting of swear words and ‘sorry’s’ and ‘I should have asked you first’. your face is extremely flushed 20% from the kiss and 80% from embarrassment. You moved back several steps, and you grabbed your suitcase again.

Then you hear him mumble a few words that you didn't catch. “What?” you asked in a dazed voice, trying to suppress the blush that is on your face right now; and trying to recover from the embarrassment.

“Do it again.”

Now you’re the one whose frozen, your blush intensifies. He probably catches on to the fact that you won’t be moving any time soon and adds, “or I will.”

Then the next thing you know is his lips on yours. He had crossed the room in a matter of seconds, and cupped your face with both his hands. Your face fit perfectly in his hands as if he was made to hold you and you made to be with him. After the shock from his actions had fully settled you let your suitcase drop on the floor carelessly and you fisted the collar of his robes in your hands and pulled him down, so you can kiss him properly.

You felt him smile in the kiss and you smiled as well, you then were interrupted by several loud cheers from George, Bill, Charlie and Ginny. You were embarrassed and you were worried that Ginny was mad but then you registered the cheering and that she said “About time.”

You furrowed your eyebrows and Ginny rolled her eyes at your reaction. She let out a large scoff and said “You seriously didn’t think I’d notice you gawking at my brother for the past two years everyday.” She saw Fred smirk and she then turned to him and added “Don’t get too cocky yourself, you couldn’t send me a letter for an entire year without asking me about her. You also gave her a necklace with the words ‘My love’ written on them, you weren’t really subtle.”

George, Bill and Charlie erupted with laughter at both your faces. You said goodbye to everyone and then you walked out only to find Fred holding your suitcase smirking “I’ll take you back.” You smiled at his words and went with him.

You didn’t get home until after midnight. You and Fred got side-tracked and he insisted on taking you out on a date that involved more kissing and a lot more than that.

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notsosecret-slgarden · 26 days

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Not So Secret - 'It's not much, but it's home'

Sponsored by Death Row Designs, HISA & Konoha

Featuring

DRD - The Burrow @Wizarding Fair

Hisa - Mixed Grass @Mainstore

Konoha - Prunus lanie @NeoJapan

Step inside The Burrow, where you're greeted by a cacophony of sounds - the clinking of pots and pans coming from the kitchen, the chirping of the clock, and the occasional explosion from one of Mr. Weasley's Muggle experiments gone awry. The mismatched furniture, crooked staircases that lead to nowhere, all add to the quirky charm of the house. Live your Wizarding dreams in the Burrow home, brought to us by none only than DRD. Landscaped with rich green grass from Hisa, and the stunning, delicate blossoms of Prunus Lanie by Konoha.

#harrypotter #theburrow #drd #deathrowdesigns #konoha #hisa #grass #landsacping #trees #virtualworld #secondlife #homedesign

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rosiexjo · 2 years

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ACORN 🖤 The Weasley’s definitely picked acorns as kids //

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ginnytah5 · 5 months

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I loved it ! ❤️

The burrow (steel model)

#Theburrow

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catarinapaisp · 2 years

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"Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes. Watch him... (…) It's a shame you had to see him on a Burning Day. He's really very handsome most of the time, wonderful red and gold plumage. Fascinating creatures, phoenixes. They can carry immensely heavy loads, their tears have healing powers, and they make highly faithful pets.” - Albus Dumbledore 🔥 #phoenix 📸: @joaogrsoares #harrypotter #harrypotterworld #wizardingworld #wizardingworldofharrypotter #potterhead #harrypotterbooks #harrypottermovies #philosopherstone #chamberofsecrets #prisionerofazkaban #orderofthephoenix #halfbloodprince #deathlyhallows #cursedchild #quidditchthroughtheages #thetalesofbeedlethebard #fantasticbeastsandwheretofindthem #hogwarts #gryffindor #slytherin #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #diagonalley #hogsmeade #hogwartsexpress #platform9¾ #4privetdrive #theburrow #quidditch (em Pavilhão De Portugal) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChHdU_GoaQR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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tashassims · 2 years

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✨ "It's not much, but it's home..." ✨

✨ Find The Burrow, home of the Weasley family, now in my Sims 4 gallery (ID: Tasha1709)! ✨

I uploaded it in two versions:

the smaller one does contain the Burrow building only (size 30x20)

the larger one also includes the garden and other well-known exteriors (size 40x30)

Both are without CC.

Scroll down to see more pictures and to find the download links to my gallery!

Enjoy! 😊

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flourishandblctts · 3 years

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Flowers on your hair || 𝓡on 𝓦easley

🌿🌼🌷

-You and Ron never get along well -Your from Ravenclaw while he’s at Gryffindor but at Great Hall he’d be pissing you off already making you roll your eyes at him -Your friends with Hermione and Harry but not him -It was Summer time and Hermione told him to invite you over and Harry told Ron too tell you to come over as well -And when he did -His mom loves you -Like he would be standing there confuse -He would think how could his own mom loves this girl??? -The four of you were at the garden -You took a book with you -It was a book from the shelves that interest you and Molly insisted you to take it -It was Bill’s old books -The silence was deafening, Harry and Hermione trying to strike a conversation you being lost in the book and Ron was busy munching down his sandwich -Hermione nudge Harry on his side as if these two were having a conversation using their eyes -”Harry and I will be helping Molly, you two stay here.” Hermione was fast enough to pull Harry by his wrist and bolted back inside -You knew Hermione was going to leave you with this Weasley with you alone some day. -”Do you ever stop reading?” Ron asked looking at you -You looked back at him and down his sandwich “do you ever stop eating?” -He did an overdramatic offended face at you which cause you to smile at him -You were back to reading but ever 5 seconds you hear Ron releasing sighs he scoot closer to you trying to read but he sat up to pluck at flowers next to him -”Bored Weasley?” You asked not averting your eyes away from the book in your hands -”Maybe if you would talk to me I wouldn’t be.” He said you looked at what he was doing taking flowers and removing the leaves -”Why don’t we talk without getting on each other throats.” Ron ask making you smile -”I don’t hate you Ron, but you started this.” -”You just don’t have any idea what you look like when your mad, just when I look at you from across the room you already look mad.” He smiled to himself -”I like making you mad because I know I have your attention.” He said causing you to look at him while putting the book down. -”Ron-” you were cut off when you both heard Hermione’s voice calling you two to come inside. -He indicated his hands to you to help you stand up and you gladly took them -You both walk back inside -It was Harry who first noticed you hair -”You have flowers on your hair.” Harry pointed his hair while he was smiling at you, raising a brow at him you looked over a mirror and saw the flowers Ron was plucking earlier -You didn’t notice or felt them while you were reading and he was putting them on your hair. -You smiled at the sight of it since it was pretty -Sitting next to Ron you smiled at him “Thanks for the flowers I guess.” You looked away from him -”You look pretty with them.” -For once you and Ron didn’t bicker at one another. The gif is not mine, credits to the owner.

#ronweasley #harrypotteroneshot #ron weasly x reader #ron weasly imagine #hogwarts #gryffindor #ronald weasley #harrypotter #flowers #goldentrio #ron wealsey fluff #ronweasley x you #ravenclaw #theburrow #imagine #hp fanfic #oneshot #this is my first time writing please be nice with me

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gryffinclaw-imagines · 3 years

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Harry x Ginny - Home Alone

Characters: Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley

Word count: 606

Requested: Anonymous request from Wattpad

Summary: Harry and Ginny spend some quality time at the burrow

Warnings: None, I think

A/n: Someone requested a Harry x Ginny fic, so here it is! Not my best work, but I figured I’d post it anyways! Enjoy!

PLEASE DON’T COPY OR STEAL MY WORK. REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED;)

It was summer, and Harry Potter was once again staying at the burrow. He didn't mind staying there. Actually, he rather enjoyed it. For more than one reason. First, it was much better than Privet Drive... Second, he would be staying with his best friend. Third, he would get to enjoy Molly's amazing cooking! And lastly, Harry would get to spend all summer with his newly found love. Ginny Weasley.

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They were sat on the couch, cuddling, when the now one-eared George Weasley came strolling by. "Oi, watch out with the PDA!" He exclaimed, causing Ginny to momentarily get up from the couch to hit him. "Ouch!" George laughed it off. "What. do. you. want. George." Ginny fiercely asked.

That was one thing Harry had to get used to. Ever since they came home from Hogwarts, Ron had told the entire family about the two of them. Molly had been ecstatic, while Arthur chuckled like he already knew. The twins had by far been the worst... They didn't get mad or anything. Actually, they just laughed it off... But they kept messing with them, making teasing comments whenever they saw the couple.

"Mum wanted me to ask you if you wanted to join us, buying the last stuff for Bill and Fleur's wedding in four days." The twin casually asked. "No, we're good..." Harry finally, although awkwardly, said something. Though he probably didn't have to. It looked like Ginny had it all under control. "You sure?" George piped up again. "You'd be all alone... oop... that's what you want isn't it?" At the last comment, George rushed away, laughing, before Ginny had time to react.

"Someday I'll get him." She said jokingly, but serious.

***

"Goodbye darlings!" Molly cheerily rushed everyone out of the door. "And you two," she looked sternly at Harry and Ginny. "No canoodling while we're gone."

Then she closed the door behind her and the couple was all alone.

"What d'you wanna do?" Harry tried to sound chill. Although he definitely wasn't. "What about quidditch?"

Ginny nodded before heading out the door yelling; "I call the good broom!" Harry sighed, he was now stuck with the old heirloom broom, that really should be in a museum... unless... maybe Harry could get the broom before Ginny! He rushed outside, searching for Ginny in the fields. He found her too. She was sprinting towards the old shed, but Harry knew a way to slow her down.

"Ginny!" He yelled, frantically waving his arms. "What? You sound panicked?" She answered him, slightly out of breath. "Ginny!" Harry kept yelling, confusing the, now still standing, Ginny. "What's wrong?" She asked as Harry was a couple of feet away from her. "Nothing!" He yelled teasingly, sprinting past her.

"I'm going to get you, Potter!"

Harry had definitely misjudged Ginny's velocity as she easily catched up to him. In one jump, she managed to tackle him to the ground. Laughing, Harry turned around beneath Ginny on the ground. "That's cheating!" He exclaimed, laughing and out of breath. "Not if you cheated first!" Ginny answered him, straightening herself so that her head was right above his. "Merlin save me." Harry sighed, worrying Ginny. "What? Did I hurt you?" She looked frightened at the thought. "No you moron," Harry smiled at the redhead. "It's just... How can I argue with you when you look that gorgeous?" Ginny blushed slightly. "Well, I don't know. How can we argue if I do this?"

She leaned in, kissing him softly on his lips. A kiss like that could hardly be found anywhere but with Ginny. Harry was ecstatic as he kissed back gently.

This was just what Harry needed. In the middle of a war, distrust and darkness, Harry had a little peak of sunshine. Ginny Weasley.

When he was with her, all was well.

#harry potter #ginny weasley #harry x ginny #hinny #ginny x harry #fanfiction #theburrow #molly weasley

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