#charlie weasley is confused

[mastermindmiko]

Milestones

Pairing: Fred Weasley + fem!reader

summary: A small blurb of a night at the burrow in bed with Fred

Word count: 762

Warnings: none, but lmk

Requests are open

I wrote this in a grand total of fifteen minutes at 1am, so if there's any mistakes please don't mind them, and let me know

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"I'm sorry about my family" Fred whispers so low that I almost don't hear him. I move my head to the side to face him with a frown. I ask, "what?"

"They can be a little much sometimes I know." Fred continues and I find myself even more confused. I place one of my hand's to his face and I ask, "what makes you say that?"

He doesn't say anything, but I don't press, hoping that he will say something anyway. I rub my thumb in soft circles over his cheek, and I shuffle a bit under the covers. He holds my wrist, taking my hand off his face to press a kiss to my palm. Even after dating for a while now, I still get butterflies.

"I've been told that my family comes on a bit strong. Mom with her affection, dad with all his muggle gadgets, Charlie with the dragons-" Fred starts but I cut him off, unable to hear him say anything else, "Fred, no don't say that. I love your family."

"Really?" Fred asks, hesitantly. I nod my head eagerly, and ask, "what made you think that Fred?"

"I wanted you to like me- I didn't want my family to freak you out." Fred replies with a small blush on his cheeks. I smile at him and say, "if you haven't noticed Fred I do like you, that's why I'm your girlfriend."

"Hopefully it stays that way." Fred mumbles as he pulls me closer to him. I nuzzle my face into his chest as he wraps his arms around me. He rests his chin on my head and I don't think I've ever felt more relaxed. He asks, "well aside from my family, how was your day?"

"It was good, I read a new book, it was great." I say as I recall the events of what I'm sure is now one of my favourite books. Fred says, "you can tell me all about it tomorrow."

"But nothing else really, what about you?" I ask him lifting my head up so I can look at his gorgeous brown eyes. He smiles and says, "George and I found a good location for the shop, it's in diagon alley and above it, there is a good apartment-it's all within the budget of course."

"Fred, that's great. I'm so excited for you." I beam at the wonderful news, and I can see that mischievous and excited look in his eyes, the same one he always had when he was about to prank someone, except that this time it was bigger.

"The apartment is great too, two bathrooms, two bedrooms- that is if you don't mind us sharing the apartment with George" Fred rambles, and I blink for a second before realising. I tease, " Fredrick gedion weasley! Is this your way of asking me to move in with you?"

He rubs the back of his neck, sheepishly. He says, " I kind of hoped that you wouldn't notice and just say yes. Things have been going well, I just thought that it was time- unless of course you don't want to-"

"Of course I want to, you idiot." I cut him off and nuzzle my head back into his chest. He wraps his arms more tightly around me and he presses a kiss to the top of my head and whispers, "good."

"Its got a big kitchen too since I know you like to bake." Fred says like he's still trying to convince me to move in with him, I would move in with him into a swamp if he asked me to. I reply, "Just some anxiety cookies no big deal."

"It doesn't matter what's their cause what matters is that they're damn good and by the way I love you" He says quickly that I almost don't catch it. My goes go wide and I look up at him and tease, "Crossing off a lot of big milestones today, Fred. What's next you're gonna pop out an engagement ring then tell me you're pregnant"

"Haha very funny" He replies, sarcastically, avoiding my gaze. I continue with a wide grin, I still can't believe he said it, "No seriously should I buy baby clothes, get you my ring size-"

"Go to sleep, love." He whispers before turning to the side to close the bedside lamp. I'm still smiling when I say, "Okay."

I wait a few seconds before pressing a knee to his cheek and wrapping my arms around his torso. I say, cheerfully, "I love you too by the way, goodnight."

#harrypotterimagine #hogwarts #harry potter #harrypotter #fanfiction #fluff #harryjamespotter #gryffindor #fredweasleyff #slytherinreader #fred weasley #fred weasley angst #fred weasley fanfiction #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley smut #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley x you #weasleys #molly weasley #charlie weasley #harrypotterfluff #arthur weasley #theburrow #i love you

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Jaded - Charlie Weasley

A/N: so, I know that the last thing I should be doing right now is start another series… and yet… here we are xD also, I’m sorry, I know She Is Love won, but I think we have established by now that my mind kind of does whatever it wants and I have no control whatsoever xD it’s all chaos here… anyways, I hope you like it :) 

Request -  Anonymous asked: Hello, I hope you’re doing okay my lovely. I was wondering if you could possibly wite maybe a enemies/rivals to lovers with Charlie Weasley and the reader? (Lots of sarcastic banta back and forth maybe they both work on the dragon reserve and are entrusted with transporting a very dangerous dragon to a new reserve, but something happens on the journey and just them to are trapped (either with the dragon or not) and then an argument that leads to some form of confession? This is so long I’m so bloody sorry, and I hope your writers block subsides [full request here]

Warnings: Charlie’s a bit of an asshole [but not really] for now, I think that’s it but please let me know if I’m missing something, also reader is from the Nott family

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter :) gif isn’t mine :D     

Your name: submit What is this?

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Jaded

Hey…j-j-jaded… you got your mama’s style, But you’re yesterday’s child to me. So jaded, you think that’s where it’s at, But is that where it’s supposed to be?You’re gettin’ it all over me… X-rated

Charlie fucking Weasley.

That stupid name had haunted you for more than ten years now. There were very few people you hated in your life but his name was definitely on that list.

After enduring seven years of him at Hogwarts, you thought you’d finally be free when he was being drafted to play Quidditch professionally and you would move to Romania to fulfill your dreams of studying dragons. But no, for some stupid twist of fate, he decided not to become a Quidditch player and all of the sudden there was another opening at the exact Romanian Dragon Sanctuary that you had applied to so, again, here he was. And it seemed that no matter what you did, you were never able to escape Charlie fucking—

“WEASLEY!” you yelled when you finally spotted him, not far from your hut.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite princess” you heard his voice as you approached him. “How can I help you, love?” he asked, brushing his hair away from his face, showing off his stupid tattoos on his stupid strong arms.

“I have asked you many times, to stop calling me that!” you glared at him. “I need to speak with you” you said, before you went back into your hut and he only raised his eyebrow before following you.

“Is this how you treat your guests, love?” he said, walking in and leaning on your desk as he started going through your stuff.

“I didn’t invite you” you smirked.

“You just did” he glared a little at you.

“Don’t be confused, Weasley, this is strictly business” you glared at him.

“Of course it is” he chuckled. “Are you working on the Sleeping Draught for the dragons? Weren’t we supposed to work on this together?”

“Yes, that is correct, Weasley. Excuse me for not wanting to wait 45 minutes to see you flirting with the group of girls casually visiting the reserve today” you told him.

“Oh, so you did notice that” he smiled. “Sorry, love, you must remember how it is” he said, brushing a hand through his curls and flashing his smile at you as you rolled your eyes. “I mean, I had a complete section cheering for me back at school” he shrugged.

“Oh, yes. How could I forget?” you asked, sarcastically.

“You don’t have to be so mean about it” he pouted. “Why are you making so much of it?” he asked, grabbing one of the phials.

“Why did I just find out that you are coming with me to Hogwarts, Weasley?”

“I asked first, Nott” he smirked, winking at you.

“Could you please not mess up my things?” you said glaring at him, knowing he did it just to anger you. “I am making more because we are bringing four dragons, not three” you explained.

“What? That doesn’t make sense, why? Isn’t it just three champions?”

“Well, obviously something happened, and now there’s four” you explained. “Now tell me why Steven just informed me that you are coming. Evan was supposed to bring them with me” you insisted.

“Tah-dah!” he smiled. “Surprise, darling! Looks like something came up and you got an upgrade so I’m coming with you instead” he smiled.

“Feels like a downgrade” you muttered.

“Hey!” he said, placing his hand on his chest and looking at you pretending to be hurt. “How can you say that? This is going to be so much fun. You, me, back at Hogwarts, like the good old days” he smiled flirtily at you. “Remember?”

“I’m not sure what days you’re remembering, Weasley” you said pushing him away. “But good is not what I would use to describe them” you told him.

“Of course not” he rolled his eyes, grabbing another bottle on your desk and throwing it in the air before grabbing it again.

“Give me that!” you said, grabbing it from him.

“Okay, so, since we’re getting four-” he said, as he grabbed one of your notepads.

“Stop saying we. You’re not coming with me” you glared at him.

“Oh, I beg to differ, love, see here?” he said, pointing at the paper you had earlier. “That’s my name, right next to yours” he smiled. “It’s official” he added. “So, let’s see what you’re bringing” he said, looking through your notes. “Chinese Fireball, Swedish Short-Snout, Common Welsh Green” he muttered. “Oh, I know, we should take the Hungarian Horntail we got last week” he smiled.

“What? Absolutely not!”

“Why not? That would be perfect” he said, grabbing a quill and adding it to the list.

“Weasley, that is one of the most dangerous dragon breeds and you want to take her to a school full of young students, do you have any idea how irresponsible that is?”

“Relax, it’s for the first task, I doubt it’ll be anything dangerous. Plus that’s why we’re going.

“No! We should take an Antipodean Opaleye” you said, trying to grab the notepad from him but he placed it out of your reach.

“Oh, come on, love. Live a little, I would have killed to see a Hungarian Horntail at that age” he smirked. “Nothing bad is gonna happen. We won’t let it” he insisted.

“You haven’t even spent time with her, Weasley, I have. I am telling you this isn’t a good idea!”

“What isn’t a good idea?” you both stopped when your boss, Steven stepped inside your hut.

“Well, we were just talking about how the fourth dragon should be the Hungarian Horntail” Charlie quickly said. “It was actually (Y/N)’s idea” he smiled.

“No, it wasn’t! I was saying that we should take the Antipodean Opaleye!”

“Come on, love, we are already taking a Common Welsh Green, we should bring something more exciting” Charlie insisted as he passed the notepad to Steven.

“I just don’t think that this-”

“I’m with Weasley” Steven said, before you could even finish. Of course, he was. Not because Steven was a jerk. He was actually a good boss. But this was the story of your life. Charlie would get away with anything he wanted. “I think the Hungarian Horntail would be an interesting choice. Plus, you’re going and if anyone can handle her, it’s you, (Y/N)” he smiled. “I’ll go make the arrangements while you finish the potion” he said, leaving your hut before you could argue.

“See? Lovely idea” Charlie smirked.

“Why did you do that? I’m telling you is not a good idea to bring her. She’s still settling in the idea of being around people-”

“You worry to much, love” he said, grabbing your phial and throwing it in the air again, but this time, he accidentally dropped it. “Uh-oh” he said, before smiling innocently at you as you took a deep breath. “That wasn’t… part of the Sleeping Draught potion, was it?”

“You mean the potion we’re giving to the, now four, dragons we have to transport that you were supposed to be helping me with 45 minutes ago?” you asked, upset.

“Uh-”

“Yes, Weasley, that was part of the potion” you told him.

*-*Flashback*-*

“Well, look who finally decided to show up” you said, annoyed, as Charlie entered the class and ran over to your desk. You couldn’t believe you were stuck with him as your Potions partner for the entire year.

“Sorry, princess. Practice ran late” he smiled, sitting next to you.

“Don’t call me princess. And I don’t understand how being in the Quidditch team gives you immunity so you can show up whenever you want to and work on half a potion” you said, as you added the next ingredient.

“Come on, love. Don’t hate on the team” he said smirking at you. “Everyone loves the team!”

“Oh, yeah, I have such a deep admiration for guys who fly around in sticks with other guys” you said with a sly smirk.

“I know you’re joking, but when you use that sexy voice, you know it turns me on a little” he mocked you.

“Ugh, I can’t stand you!”

“Then sit down” he smirked. 

“Shut up! And help me with this thing, or I’m taking your name off the Potion” you said, as he saw the potion you were making on your book.

“Ugh, give it, you’re doing it wrong!”

“Excuse me? I have brewed the Volubilis Potion many times before, Weasley. And I am already halfway through, without your help. I am not doing it wrong!” you snapped frustrated.

“Yes, you are!” Charlie said grabbing the jar of Syrup of Hellebore from your hand but you didn’t let it go.

“No! Give it!” you said pulling it towards you.

“Ugh! You stuck-up, know-it-all drag!”

“Take that back you pompous Quidditch nut!” you argued, neither of you noticing Professor Snape coming towards your table.

“Mr. Weasley, Miss Nott-”

“Give it, Nott!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“Fine!”

Charlie hadn’t been prepared for you to let it go and he ended up dropping the whole thing on the cauldron making it explode all over Professor Snape’s face. When you heard the small explosion, the entire class went dead silent and the two of you slowly turned to see your teacher’s face covered in soot.

“You two. Detention. Tonight. My office” Professor Snape said; as you both resisted with everything you had to not laugh at the change of his voice. “50 points off Gryffindor and 30 off Slytherin” he said before walking to his desk again.

“That’s not fair!” Charlie argued.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice you sneaking in in the middle of my class, Mr. Weasley” he added.

“Ugh! Thanks a lot” Charlie snapped at you.

“Me? You’re blaming me? You’re the one who dropped it!”

“Only because you wouldn’t let it go!”

“Enough!” you heard Professor Snape from the front of the class. “Both of you out of my classroom!” he said standing up.

“But I wasn’t-”

“NOW!”

“See what you did?” Charlie said once you were outside.

“Me? I had never been kicked out of a class or had detention for that matter! This is all your fault!”

“No, it’s not! You were making it wrong!” he insisted.

“UGH! Just because you’re the Captain of your bloody team, you think you’re the boss of everything! And everyone!” you snapped frustrated.

“It’s not my fault you can’t stand to be wrong!”

“You are so… so-”

“Charming?” he said smirking and raising his eyebrow at you.

“Vexing!” you snapped, as you walked down the hall but he followed you.

“Really? Well, you’re no ray of sunshine either!” he glared at you. “‘Oh, look at me, I’m (Y/N) Nott. I’m a patronizing know-it-all princess who thinks is better than anybody else!’” he said mocking your voice.

“Ugh! I don’t talk like that! You’re infuriating!”

“You know what? I hope you fail all your NEWT’s!”

“Yeah? I hope you go bald!”

“I hope you end up an old spinster!”

“I hope they cancel Quidditch!”

“Take that back!” Charlie snapped.

“Make me!” you said smirking at him.

“You know what? I hope that once we graduate here, I won’t ever have to see your conceded face again!” he said, before turning around and leaving for the Gryffindor tower.

“My thoughts exactly, Weasley” you muttered to yourself before walking to the Library.

*-*End of Flashback*-*

“We can fix it, love. Don’t worry” he said, cleaning up the mess. “See? Just like old times” he smiled. “This is gonna be fun, princess!”

“Don’t call me that” you glared at him, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, trying to contain yourself. 

Yes, you had one very big problem. His name is Charlie fucking Weasley. And you have no fucking idea how you’re supposed to survive the next few weeks with him. 

To Be Continued

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A/N: so… part 2?

#harry potter #harry potter imagine #charlie weasley #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley imagine #charlie weasley series

[sailforvalinor]

Some of my HP headcanons:

The entirety of Gryffindor House was extremely confused as to whether or not Fred and Angelina were dating--and that's because they made a pact in their third year to make everyone confused about it on purpose. Situations such as these would arise:

Gryffindor student: "Are you and Angelina dating?"

Fred: "Whaaaat? Noo. Absolutely not."

Angelina: *comes in through the portrait hole* "Fred, what color are your dress robes for the Yule Ball? If they clash with my gown, I'll kill you."

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Gryffindor student: "Angelina, are you and Fred dating?"

Angelina: *holds up their interlocked hands* "Of course we are!"

Fred, affronted: "I'm George."

By their seventh year, George noted to Ginny, the only other person in on the joke, that he was pretty sure that the two of them were starting to get pretty confused about it themselves.

2. When Hermione's parents first bought a computer, Ron was the only one of all of their acquaintance who could beat it at chess. They'd never admit it, but this was one of the first things that made them take him seriously as marriage material for Hermione.

3. After the war, Harry often went out of his way to hang out with Luna, sometimes with Ron and Hermione in tow, sometimes not. Among other things, they watched a lot of Muggle films together at Harry's flat, and eventually started watching Friends together as it aired every week. If Harry noticed any similarities between Luna and Phoebe, he kept his mouth shut.

4. Remus Lupin is a Frank Sinatra fan. That's it, that's the headcanon.

5. Charlie Weasley has a personal vendetta against J.R.R. Tolkien, claiming that he mischaracterized and misrepresented dragons.

6. You would think that Bill would be the first of the Weasley siblings to get a tattoo, but it was actually Ron, who got one after he and Harry were dared to get matching ones by Ginny when they were nineteen and his pride was on the line. However, Molly still thinks that Bill was the first, as Ron didn't tell her that he had a tattoo for a good five years.

#i probably have more but these are all i'm remembering #also i feel like tolkien and lewis were wizards in the hp world. simply because rowling is such a big fan lol #harry potter #hp headcanon #luna lovegood #remus lupin #ron weasley #hermione granger #bill weasley #ginny weasley #fred weasley #angelina johnson

[fluffthecloud]

Their Soulmate

Weasley Twins x Male Reader

Summary: Reader has one big soulmate mark on his back instead of a small one on his arm like most people in Hogwarts. He didn't know why but didn't really took mind to it. Now he got put in Hufflepuff, but somehow became friends with the mischievous twin gingers, mainly because they rode on the train together.

Genre:Fluff

Request: ❌

Warnings: N/A

Notes: This is based off a story on AO3 that had the reader as trans post top surgery. This is a Soulmate AU and at this time people didn't really know what polyamory was so everyone thought you had one soulmate.

Tags: @jasperthechaosgremlin pt. 2 pt.3

Y/N got his letter at any normal age Wizards gets theirs. Though his parents weren't too happy, they were envious. Y/N's parents always wanted to go to Hogwarts but they never gotten a letter, so like any other person that never gotten a letter, they went to another magic school that thought the same things just at a lower level.

Y/N had everything he needed nothing more nothing less, so with a few clothes for weekends and things to do in his free time he didn't have much, plus some money for snacks on the train and if he were to buy anything while at Hogwarts.

He was left at the train station by his parents after they told him where to go, he was a bit confused by this and their behavior after he got the letter. Y/N follows their directions to platform 9¾, and he was a bit confused as he was met with a pillar, a brick pillar. "Oh hello there young man!" A sweet voice said behind him, making him turn around, that's when he saw the gingers.

"Hi." He replied back smiling "am I in your way?" He asked moving slightly just in case he was.

"Oh no you are fine, but are you lost?" The lady asked, "oh where are my manners, I'm Molly Weasley, and these are my children, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny." She pointed at each one. (It took me too long to do simple math to see if Ron and Ginny would be kids or babies around this time)

"I'm Y/N L/N, by any chance do you know how to get to platform 9¾?" He asked hoping to not look like a dumbass and that he kids also got a letter.

"Yeah! You just run through the pillar, and then poff your there at the platform!" One of the twins said, Y/N being unsure which one.

"We got our letter a few weeks ago this is our first year!" The other one said, they really need name tags it would be so helpful.

"It's also my first year." Y/N said cheerfully, "so you just run into the pillar?" He asked looking back at Molly.

"Oh right, you'll miss the train, hurry hurry." One by one the red heads ran through, with you following right behind after saying thanks to Molly.

After getting on the train, you find a cabinet to sit in it was completely empty, so you put you bags in the over hang before taking a seat to silently stare out the window. Not long after you hear some commotion just before the cabinet door slides open to reveal none other than Percy, Fred and George. "L/N so nice to see you again!" Percy chimes, "hope you don't mind us joining you."

"Not at all, come sit." You say with a small smile before looking out the window again. But you soon look back to see the twins fighting for the spot next to you, only for Percy to take it, "if you can't share then neither of you can get it." He said as the two sat across from you.

The train ride was very chatty, mainly the twins trying to strike up conversation with you which worked, you really enjoyed their company. Time seemed to fly by fast because before you knew it you were at you stop, so you got your things and followed the Weasley's off the train.

After the boat ride everyone was now in the dinning hall. Everyone was called up one by one, then it was finally your turn "L/N Y/N!" McGonagall called, which in return you walked right up. You took your seat in the chair that was everyone's attention at that point, which made you feel a bit nervous, which made you forget that you were getting sorted into a house, "HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat yelled, and thanks to being out of it for a minute you jumped and the Hufflepuff table cheered.

As the last of the people got sorted into their houses you made some small talk with the other people at your table. That was over very quickly though because after dinner you were told to follow some person called prefect, apparently they are in charge of us getting to the dorm by lights out. Everyone was lead to their dorms and then it was lights out.

#harry potter #george weasley #fred weasley #weasley twins #hogwarts #soulmate au #soulmate marks #male reader #fred weasly x reader #george wealsey x reader #weasley twins x reader #weasley twins x male reader

[ginnyw-potter]

One of us Written for @hinnymicrofic, November prompt 4: Thought

Harry walked into the room a little confused. The Weasley brothers were all huddled together and as he neared them, he was pulled into the huddle too. He looked at all of them, waiting for someone to explain what was going on.

“So…” Charlie started. “Apparently Ginny has a new boyfriend.” He looked to each brother, and Harry, one by one. “And we need to figure out who it is. She won’t say.”

Harry swallowed. “Is that why you brought me here?”

“Of course.” Bill nodded adamantly. “You’re one of us. We can use any help. And you know Ginny well enough, don’t you?”

Harry resisted looking over at Ron, because if either of them gave anything away… He nodded. “Yes, I do.” Better than they’d suspect.

What followed was an incredibly stressful few minutes where the brothers started throwing around names of guys, and Harry just waited for the dreadful moment his name would come up. It never did.

With a promise that they’d all try to find out and they’d meet again soon, they all began exiting the room.

Harry breathed out in relief and turned to Ron. “Phew. I really thought I was about to be found out. Thankfully they didn’t figure out it’s me.”

“Wait a minute!” Bill let out.

The next moment he was lifted in the air by Bill and Charlie and carried back into the room as the brothers streamed back in. Despite his desperate kicks, he did not manage to escape.

He was firmly placed back on his feet. He gulped as he looked at all of them. Only Ron looked worried for him, the rest wore a frown.

Suddenly they parted and Ginny appeared. “Alright, you’ve had your fun,” she told them with a shake of her head.

“What?” Harry squeaked.

“They know,” she clarified. “I told them. They just wanted to see if you’d break.”

The brothers chuckled and Bill patted him on the back. “Good to have you on board,” Bill said. “Like I said, you’re one of us.”

“Yeah, we were worried who would be able to keep up with our sister but after you defeated Voldemort, our sister should be an okay challenge?” George said. He winked at Harry.

Ginny clicked her tongue and offered all of them a judging look. “Don’t be dramatic.” She pushed her brothers out the door and closed it, turning back to Harry with an apologetic grin.

“Oh, you’re paying for that one,” he said, walking to her as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Am I?” Her eyebrows rose, her expression playful. “Go on then.”

#hinny #hinnymicrofic #fic #microfic #post DH

[the-al-chemist]

Not Mine Is The Glory

For Day 2 of @thethreebroomsticksfic’s Weasley Week, the focus is all on ickle Ronniekins. As Ron struggles with jealousy and insecurity, maybe a talk with a family member can help set him straight.

Warnings: none, really. A little hurt comfort.

November 1994

Since the start of term, all that anyone seemed to talk about was the Triwizard Tournament. And now, the day before the first challenge, everyone was talking more than ever.

Everyone except Ron.

Ron couldn’t have cared less about the tournament, not anymore. He just wished that it was over with already, so that everybody would move on and he wouldn’t have to hear about it.

He kept himself to himself for most of the morning, eating his breakfast in a sullen silence and barely uttering a word during his lessons. At lunchtime, the only reason he didn’t seek further solitude in the library was the protest of his groaning stomach. It was fortunate that he decided to pay attention to his appetite, however, for as he was halfway through his sandwiches, an owl flew into the Great Hall and dropped a letter on his plate.

A little confused, Ron opened the letter, which read:

Come to the Quidditch stands after your lessons finish for the day. And try to be subtle about it, please.

Though the letter wasn’t signed, the handwriting was familiar somehow. Frowning, Ron peered around the Great Hall to see who might have sent him the message, but no one was looking his way. Of course they weren’t. No one ever did.

No one was looking at him when he left his last lesson of the day and headed straight for the currently disused Quidditch pitch, wondering as he walked whether he was making a mistake in following the nameless instructions. What if the letter had been sent by Fred and George, hoping to make him the butt of yet another of their practical jokes?

This concern grew in Ron’s mind when he saw a stockily built wizard with red hair on the edge of the pitch, leaning against the stands. But though this wizard looked like both Fred and George, it became clear as Ron grew closer that this was neither of them.

It was Charlie.

“What the bloody hell are you doing here?” Ron asked his second oldest brother, who half-smiled at the question.

“Great to see you, too,” he said, before laughing good-naturedly and giving Ron a handshake that turned into a hug. “How’s it going, mate? Alright?”

It was not going alright at all, but Ron wasn’t ready to admit that, not even to Charlie. He nodded and made a humming noise before frowning again.

“Seriously, why are you here? I thought you were back in Romania.”

Charlie hesitated for just a moment before answering Ron’s question. “I’m here for the Triwizard Tournament. First challenge is tomorrow afternoon.”

“I know,” Ron muttered darkly. “So, you’re coming to watch it, too?”

“Er, sort of,” said Charlie, with a shrug. “Yeah, I guess I’ll be watching it in between.”

“In between what?”

“Working.”

“Working? But why would you be working here during…” Ron’s voice tailed off, and his eyes widened. “No!” he half-gasped. “No. There’s no way they’d let a bloody dragon loose in the school.”

But even as he heard himself say the words, Ron doubted them. The look on Charlie’s face only served to confirm his suspicions.

“Dragons? That’s the first task? Dragons?”

“I didn’t say that,” Charlie said slowly.

“So…”

“I didn’t say that. You guessed.”

Ron blinked twice, hard. “What?”

“You guessed, so no one’s cheating. Right?” asked Charlie. The look in his eyes was pointed. Slowly, Ron nodded his head. “That means that if you tell your mate Harry that I was here, and he guesses, that’s not cheating either.”

It might not have been cheating, but Ron still couldn’t tell Harry anything. He stayed quiet, hoping that Charlie would change the subject. He didn’t.

“How is Harry getting along, anyway?”

“I dunno,” replied Ron, after a short but awkward pause. He avoided looking at Charlie as he explained, “We aren’t really talking at the moment.”

“You’re not?” Charlie sounded more surprised than he did judgemental. “Did you have an argument or something?”

“Not really, we just… I’m just tired of it.” Ron sighed angrily and kicked up a patch of mud with the toe of his shoe. “He’s already this prodigy at Quidditch, and he’s not bad at school either, and now he’s School Champion as well.”

Charlie raised one red eyebrow. “You didn’t really want to be the school champion, did you?”

“I’d have liked to have the chance, at least. But I didn’t get to try, because Harry didn’t tell me he’d figured out how to get past Dumbledore’s age line. I mean, he’s supposed to be my best friend, but he entered the tournament and didn’t even tell me about it!”

Ron had been bottling up his feelings ever since the champions had been announced. Now that he was letting them out, he couldn’t stop.

“After all we’ve been through together for the last few years, I would’ve thought that he’d have wanted to do this together, too. Or maybe even let me have a chance at being the one who gets to have the glory for once, but no.” Ron shook his head. “It’s like he likes the fact that I’m always in his shadow, or something. I dunno.”

A few moments passed before Charlie said anything. When he did, his response came as a surprise to Ron.

“I do,” he said sincerely, before almost laughing at the look on Ron’s face. “Come on, Ron. Of course I know. What do you think it was like going to school two years after Bill? You weren’t here while he was getting twelve O.W.L.s and being the Head Boy. You didn’t see the girls tripping over themselves to get him to notice them. I did. So, I get it.” He leaned back against the stands again. “But, you know, being overshadowed has its perks. There’s less pressure, fewer expectations of you. You get more freedom. Merlin, I wouldn’t swap places with Bill for the world. Would you really want to swap places with Harry? Really?”

The obvious answer to Charlie’s question was ‘yes’, but Ron knew that answer wasn’t entirely truthful. Charlie seemed to know it, too, because he continued:

“It’s tough, being so close to the one who gets the glory, but that gives you something. Strength or… I don’t know what it is exactly, but from my experience people who always get the attention need that. They need people like us, even if it’s only to keep them grounded sometimes.” Charlie gave Ron a sympathetic half-smile. “I bet he really misses you.”

“I miss him, too,” Ron admitted. He swallowed hard. “I dunno what to do.”

“You know what I’d do?” asked Charlie. Ron shook his head, and Charlie’s gaze drifted towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest. “I’d do whatever it took to not lose my best friend.”

There was a stubborn finality to his tone that made it clear that he didn’t expect an argument. But Ron was stubborn, too.

“Why do you care so much?” he asked his brother, who shrugged.

“Real dragons aren’t like the ones you read about in stories, Ron. You met Hagrid’s Ridgeback, you know what I mean. And that was just a juvy. These ones, the one’s Harry will be facing, they’re the real deal. They’re dangerous. Your mate deserves to know what he’s up against.” Charlie’s expression became less grave as he added under his breath, “Also, there’s a small but very scary woman who won’t forgive me if anything happens to him.”

That didn’t surprise Ron one bit.

“Yeah, mum’ll lose it if Harry gets hurt,” he agreed. “Hermione too.” An idea struck him. “That’s it! Hermione!”

“What about her?”

“She’s still talking to Harry, and me too, sort of. I can tell her what you’ve told me—”

“I didn’t tell you anything.”

“— and she’s bound to help Harry. If anyone can come up with a way to get him to beat a dragon, it’s her.” Ron glanced over his shoulder at the castle. It was almost dinner time, and if he ran, he might just manage to intercept Hermione on her way from the library to the Great Hall. “Thanks, Charlie. Good seeing you.”

And, barely noticing his brother’s wave goodbye, Ron returned to the castle, where he found Hermione just leaving the Great Hall.

“Hermione,” he said, taking hold of her arm and pulling her into a corner to speak without anyone over-hearing them. “I’ve got to tell you something.”

“Can it wait?” asked Hermione impatiently. “I promised that I’d help Harry with… something.”

That ‘something’ could only be the challenge the following day. Ron didn’t let go of her arm.

“Dragons,” he whispered.

“What?”

“That's what the challenge is tomorrow. I saw Charlie by the Quidditch pitch, he said he’s here working. It’s dragons.”

Ron was not sure how he had expected Hermione to react to this revelation, but he certainly had not been expecting her to tut and roll her eyes, nor to tell him: “Yes, I know.”

“Wait, what? You know? But how—”

“Hagrid saw the dragons this weekend. Harry and I have been preparing for them ever since,” Hermione said matter-of-factly. She softened slightly, and looked almost apologetic. “Look, Ron, I really do have to go and help Harry. It’s just that the task is tomorrow, and… well, it’s dragons.”

An hour ago, Ron would have been annoyed at the fact that Hermione was leaving him so abruptly to help Harry with the challenge. An hour ago, he might have been annoyed that the two of them had figured it out without his help. But now, he only felt relief that Harry had Hermione on his side.

He let go of Hermione’s arm and nodded. “Fine. Go and help him, then.”

“Thank you,” said Hermione. Her large front teeth grazed her lower lip. “Ron?”

“Yeah?”

“You will come and watch the challenge tomorrow, won’t you?”

Ron didn’t really want to watch the challenge. He wanted nothing to do with it. But, he could see how anxious Hermione looked. She wanted him to come for her sake as much as Harry’s, he was sure of it.

“Alright,” he agreed. “I’ll come and watch it with you.”

Somewhat awkwardly, Hermione hugged him. And as she did, Ron couldn’t help but feel glad that yet again, Harry was the one getting to have the glory.

#ron weasley #charlie weasley #harry potter fanfiction #hpff #Weasley week #weasley family #goblet of fire

[forgottenspring]

Mild rant on Alastor bc I'm tired.

*takes deep breath*

I was going to stay out of this so rip to my inbox.

Does anybody remember the whole ace doxing list on here? The whole discussion of not shipping gay characters with the opposite gender? The rep for pan/bi representation and the steps to do it right? Does anybody remember when ppl on here discussed how aros and aces aren't a part of the queer community bc they're not 'gay enough' in a way? Bc I do. That was about a decade ago. And I remember when Alastor was first introduced in the pilot and ppl not accepting he was aroace back then.

It doesn't matter if Alastor is entirely aroace and if he's capable of dating or not.

What matters is we still have so little ace representation and acceptance, especially aroace rep, that a few years ago when a real person Jaiden Animations came out as aroace, ppl tried to destroy her, bc even with a perfect valid explanation of her just saying aroaces are their own thing and she just doesn't want to date, ppl treated it like she was lying or was trying to sneak into the queer community and was straight or all the other horrible things yall might remember "fans" did to her.

Alastor being aroace isn't about being the rep of "Aroaces can feel attraction!!!" bc be real honest.

How many aroace popular characters can ppl list that a regular person on the street is going to know? Bc I've heard all their arguments to invalidate their representation.

Jughead? Oh you mean Cole Sprouse who made out and got it on with Lili Reinhart playing Betty bc he found her sexy? Oh but in the old comics he's a gay character whose in denial. Yelena Boleva? Who? Oh that woman? She's hot she's just traumatized and needs to find the right person. Charlie Weasley? Oh he was only in the books? He was confirmed as aroace through a passive comment most ppl didn't know about from the author that never used the term? Luffy? You mean one of the most shipped characters in One Piece? No he's just an idiot/childish so he doesn't understand girls are pretty. Caduceus Clay? Sorry I didn't watch Critical Role whose that? Are you sure he's aroace? He feels gay to me.

I can list more ppl, but I'm sure most ppl couldn't.

I remember the whole discussion of the pan/bi representation argument of "Yes! We know pan/bi ppl can date the opposite gender. But straight ppl don't know about pan/bi nearly at all or don't accept it," so showing it as gay, who know the term more, until it's shown clearly the character is queer and not "confused straights" they then can have opposite gender attraction. Bc sooooo many pan/bi characters end up "straight" at the end of their show/book. Bc I remember when ppl refused to accept that Deadpool is pan bc of his wife and started freaking out when he dated a nonbinary person in the comics or helped that one genderqueer person he knew.

Representation is about showing to ppl what they're not understanding about the identity in the plainest sense of the words of the identity, then when there's enough rep to show they're not all the same, then you can have the ones that break the rules.

Alastor whether or not he wants to date doesn't matter. What matters is this whole situation blew out of proportion bc ppl refused to accept that some ppl don't feel comfy shipping him. Bc they see themselves in him and don't want that. BUT! Also ppl under the aro and ace umbrella also have no rep and wanted to see him breaking the stereotype they probs have yelled at them of "You can't have a partner you're aroace I forbid it" and wanted to see thru their own experiences how that would be done.

Here's the problem.... As someone who has read a lot of aroace headcanon fanfics as an aroace....... A lot of ppl who are allo don't realize aroace "crushes" are missing emotions... That's why they're aroace. And they'll write them like they're the same just "muted" or "needs to warm up" kinda thing. Or make the character's love "childish" to explain the lack of romance/sex. Which is messed up. And that's the problem here.

Alastor didn't need to be this blown out of proportion of a situation. The problem is ppl found him sexy and the classic "But aroace hot, they can't be aroace bc why hot?" discussion got brought back up without the gentle post format discussions and instead it was a lot of shippers on tiktok with tiny word counts arguing a complex issue.

Ppl should be allowed to ship whatever (except problematic I know yall too well), especially if they see themselves in the characters and especially if they have the same identity and want to explore that!!

The truth of the matter is this is such a huge issue that just keeps happening bc ppl are too used to fandom queer spheres where ppl already know aroace means "off the table" and so they want to play with qprs or grayromantics/sexuals not knowing what that entails bc there's sooooo lil aroace rep that actually explores being aroace and a lot of ppl don't know the basics, and even how very different aroace "off the table" is when you aren't the classic "uwu I'm just innocent and have no friends or importance to the plot so just ignore me and have me be adopted by one of the main couples as a 'kid' figure."

Not to mention that a lot of ppl still think ace means aroace. That aces can't date bc there's ppl who don't know that romantic and sexual attraction are different!

I'm just.... So tired. So very tired of having ppl shout at me what it means to be aroace and being unable to look up the lil aroace rep we have bc of this issue I've seen a million times is all.

#Welp rip my inbox tagging bc some of yall might be blocking tags or are actually interested in this. #Just a tired aroace who was here for the whole tumblr debacle back in the day of the aroace community talking about their feelings. #aroace #alastor #alastor the radio demon #hazbin hotel #queer community #ose

[captainlunaxmen]

Shut it

Charlie Weasley x reader.

A sequel to this

This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰Also if you want to be tagged in future Charlie's stories let me know❤️

Summary: it's time for Charlie to get his tattoo completed and the reader to ger the first one.

Warnings: a sad story about a dog.

"Is it gonna hurt... a lot?" I ask worried as I hold Charlie's hand in mine, both of us walking to the tattoo shop, so Charlie can get his arm tattoo completed and I can get my very first tattoo.

"Love... should I remind you?" He asks, chuckling.

"Remind me what?"

"At the battle at Hogwarts" he starts theatrically "you calmly walking towards me, covered in blood, huge wound on your shoulder. Me running towards you, worried sick. I ask 'what happened?!' You answer 'it's just a scratch'. And now you're worried about a little tattoo?" He then laughs, squeezing my hand.

"Oh shut it. I just..." I stutter with a chuckle "Yeah... okay, you're right"

"As always, my sweet love" he says proudly.

-----

"You like the placement?" The artist asks me, motioning for me to look in the mirror.

I look first in the mirror at my reflected forearm and how the dog paw drawing, then directly at it and nod.

"Alright, dear, now sit get comfy and if you want me to stop just say so" she tells me sweetly.

I do as she said, Charlie right next to me smiling, his tattoo all done looks even better now.

"Still nervous?" He asks me.

"Nah... maybe a little" I answer with a nervous chuckle.

"It's gonna be fine, love. You can hold my hand if you're so scared" he sweetly mocks me.

"Shut it" I laugh waving his hand away.

"Ready?" The tattoo artist asks me.

"Yeah" I nod.

She starts to ink my skin.

It's a weird feeling, it doesn't hurt, but it's not that good either, so I just take deep breath.

"Why the paw?" Charlie suddenly asks me.

"Uh?" I ask confused.

"Why did you choose a paw?" He repeats.

"Oh... uhm... when I was younger, before getting my letter I had a dog." I start to tell, looking at Charlie "a cute, crazy little collie. He followed me everywhere. Everywhere. Remember I told you about this little pond close to where I lived? I always went there, playing, imagining to be a warrior, a magician, little did I know I actually was one." I chuckle at the memory "Anyway... I was also very clumsy, and there was always a high chance for me to fall into said pond and my dog always managed to prevent that. He was my protector basically."

"Sounds like the best of dogs" Charlie comments, moving his hand to hold mine.

"He was..." I take a shaky breath, tears starting to form in my eyes, but I blink them away "he really was. He died after during my third year... after Christmas, before I had to get back to Hogwarts."

I can't help it, some tears fall down my face and Charli is quickly to wipe them away.

"He wanted to see you. Say goodbye properly, uh?" He tells me.

"Yeah... and yeah... he was my best friend. You know... whenever I get a letter or something from my parents they always sent a piece of paper with his paw print." I sadly laugh.

"That's really sweet, love" he tells me.

"You know how I called him?" I smile.

"How?" He asks curious.

"Dragon"

"No way"

"Yap. The very first day we got him he stole my favourite blankie, the one with dragons on it. So that was it" I explain.

"How perfect" Charlie kisses my hand "how perfect"

"All done" the lady suddenly says.

Charlie and I turn our head to her, I look down at my arm, the fresh ink on my skin looks absolutely perfect.

"Wow" is all I can say.

She wraps my fresh tattoo and tells me how to take care of it.

"Thank you"

"Thank you, have a good day!" She waves at us as we leave the shop.

"You like it?" Charlie asks me as we hold hands and walk.

"It's freaking perfect." I say "what about yours?"

"Oh mine? It's still misses something" he answers with a smile.

"What?"

"Well... I got almost everyone from my family, except one" he shrugs.

"Who's missing?" I ask, confused.

"You, my love." He simply answers.

"Oh shut it" I slightly shove him, he holds my hands tighter pulling me closer to him.

"You shut it" he says before kissing me.

#charlie weasley fluff #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley imagine #charlie weasley #wizarding world #harry potter

[gwendalyn]

Accidentally In Love

George Weasley x Reader !Fem

Continuing my song based fics, yes I know this is from the Shrek soundtrack but its so good. Im putting this in POV of George. Written in a way of him figuring out his thoughts.

Warnings: slight mention of family issues/running away from home.

Y/N is one of my best friends. Since first year too. Fred and I sat with her on the ride to Hogwarts for the first time. Being late as we always were, just spotted someone our age and asked to sit with her.

We found out she was extremely funny. Always laughing at our jokes and we laughed at hers. She is part of the genius of our pranks. As McGonagall once told us, meaning it as a reprimand, Y/N was extremely smart and gifted and could be one of those fancy honours students if we weren’t getting her in trouble all the time.

She liked being in trouble though, over the boring meetings and the stressful expectations. It just made her think about what got us caught before and minimise the risk of next time. So really, we saved her from eternal boredom.

Mum also really likes her, even though she was part of her troublemaking. She never pranked mum though and left that to us. Y/N had some issues at home and ran away, and mum welcomed her with open arms and Y/N refuses to prank mum and dad. Charlie had moved out, so she took Charlies room now she was basically a permanent resident.

This summer just passed was the second summer she stayed with us. She was basically part of the normal family dynamic now. We just got back from the Quidditch world cup which didn’t have the greatest ending from all the Deatheaters invading, however we didn’t let it take a toll on us and carried on as we normally did.

Mum kept talking to me about how she thinks I should take her on a date. I never thought of her that way. She was just one of my best friends right?

I started to notice everything she did and how she did it. How she stirred her sugar in her tea, how she would go out as the sun had set to go stargaze. How she would run in a tiptoe down the stairs when dinner was ready. The way her hair bounced as she ran down. Her morning tiredness.

God I sound like I’m obsessed with her or something.

I took myself to the living room sofa where I hung off the edge upside down. I used to do this as a kid to empty my head, thinking the thoughts would literally fall out. It became a habit even though I knew it didn’t do anything but give me a headache.

Fred used to do it too, theres plenty of photos of us as kids hanging off the sofa. But he was getting mums shopping for dinner at the village store with Ginny. My mum and dad were out running some errands. Ron was in his room with Harry and Hermione. The rest of the house was empty except me and Y/N.

She walks in and snesks up to my face upside down.

“Boo.” She says with a wide grin. It frightened me genuinely as it was her I was trying to clear my head about. I dont know why I kept thinking about her. I never had thought about her so much before. Like every second. The thoughts were back now though.

My frighten had me falling off the sofa. She cupped her hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh. I was on the verge of laughter too.

“Are you okay?” She asked in a chuckled voice which set me off in laughter as well. I just stay there laying on the floor when she joined me. She looked at me and I couldn’t help but inspect her smile. It managed to be a smile not just in her mouth, but her whole face. Creasing at her cheeks and the scrunch of her nose and slight squint of her eyes. It was kind of beautiful looking at her genuine joy.

Thats when I felt it. The urge to just reach over and kiss her. It really confused me. Y/N is my best friend. But at the same time the thought of her with anyone else made me jealous almost. I couldn’t see myself with anyone else at the same time. I pictured in my mind the idea of us.

Her and I sitting in the fields at Hogwarts together. Mistletoe coming down on Christmas eve just before we went to bed. Getting down on one knee and asking her to marry me. A simple country wedding in the summer with her. Carrying her home after the wedding. Spooning with her every night. Maybe even having children.

I told myself it was normal to have all these thoughts about someone without having at least a crush on them.

I sit with her on the way back to Hogwarts, Fred trying to search for Angelina and attempt to pull her. I let him go solo as I talked the whole journey with Y/N instead. I walk by her after the feast and sit in the common room, by the fire. Fred sat on the armchair as we all joke around and plot the next big prank. Thinking about how were going to try pass that age line around the Tri-Wizard Cup. To no avail though.

Walking to class with her everyday, Joking about how to get back at those who wronged us. Winter coming and my mum sending me a letter begging me to ask her to the Yule Ball. So I did, as a friend of course. She looked beautiful and we danced for so long, the occasional slow dance when it was time. We joked around through it though, even though I enjoyed dancing so close to her.

We walk back to the common room and she leans on my shoulder. That feeling I had gotten over summer and consistently since came back. The sudden urge to kiss her. I stop myself though. Instead she falls asleep on my shoulder and looking at how beautiful she is. How beautiful I already knew she is.

Fred walks in with Angelina in his arms. Angelina sends herself up to her room after saying goodnight.

“Fred?” I say.

“Yes George?” He replies.

“I’m in love with Y/N.” I finally admit.

#george weasley fic #george weasley #george weasley x reader #harry potter #the burrow #Spotify

[harryissuchalittleshit]

The next gen kids and...

- who they look like the most (which parent)?

- who are they like the most when it comes to personality (which parent)?

- who (except their parents) are they simillar to?

Victoire

Victoire looks a lot like Fleur when she’s younger and grows to look like her Tante Gabrielle, especially after having children. She’s tall and beautiful, and she grows into her curves and figure.

I would say her personality is a lot like Bill’s and he hates it lol. She’s a rebel with a cause and also a mother hen to her siblings. She does come off as a bit standoffish like Fleur can, but she means well in the end.

I would say she is the most like Ginny, headstrong and stubborn and not afraid to fight for her own rights and happiness.

Dominique

She looks so much like Fleur, just throw on some freckles and a wild mass of red curls she likes to call her lion mane. She is tiny and is often mistaken for being the premee baby of her siblings, not the one that was over ten pounds.

She is just like Bill, a Weasley through and through. She makes fast and rash decisions and it does bite her in the ass, but she grows from it

Speaking of which, I would say she is most like Percy. When it comes down to it, he is defined by his two biggest moments in canon, leaving and coming back. Dominique is made of the same stuff, fitting for the godfather/goddaughter duo

Louis

If you held up a photo of Louis and Bill at sixteen, even Molly would have trouble telling who was who.

He is quiet and calm and delicate, Fleur’s baby through and through. He loves art and to dance and to live his life the way he wants to, even if he has to burn some bridges

Not only is he named after Charlie, they are great friends and pen pals. Louis takes after Charlie like a duck to water and they both enjoy it

Molly

She looks like Audrey, but with those Weasley freckles and brown eyes and that unmistakable shade of gingery-orange hair. Really she and Lucy are the perfect mix of their parents

Molly is so bright and happy and hopeful, very much like her mother and the Hufflepuffs she finds kinship with. She has had so much pain and sadness thrown on her that she needs some happiness and lightness in her life

She’s like George, they both have this warmth and happiness they can bring out of themselves while also holding onto a deep trauma

Lucy

She looks like Percy the same way Molly looks like Audrey. She does have Audrey’s blue eyes but Percy’s eyesight and she does tend to walk a little taller than she really is, but sometimes she needs that extra confidence

Lucy is very emotional, she’ll cry at the drop of a pin and her moods change so quickly from happy to sad to confused to happy to angry, she tends to just let everything out because for so long Molly didn’t or couldn’t

Lucy takes after her “Uncle” Oliver Wood, one of her dad’s closest friends and quite the emotional man (when it comes to his Quidditch team lol)

Freddie

He looks like George, a bit tanner and a little taller, but he looks just like George.

Freddie is a bit troublesome, but not as bad as his dad. He’s playful and silly, but has a tendency to doubt himself at times. He loves deeply and fiercely and will fight for those he does love. He’s a good son to his parents even if he made them grandparents much too young

He takes after Ron really, his confidence goes up and down and he can crack a good joke while being in love with the smartest girl he knows

Roxanne

She looks like her Aunt Roxie, but with some dark red curls she loves to braid and play with

Like her brother she is a bit troublesome and does have some confidence issues. Her issues manifest into a horrible eating disorder and an abusive relationship, but through a lot of work and love she comes out on top

I really feel like she takes after Hermione, she’s stubborn and headstrong and used to being listened to as the smartest person in the room, but her insecurities do hold her back at times

Rose

She looks like Ron, red hair and blue eyes, freckles and that playful smile, but Hermione’s curls and her short stature

Her personality is a great mix of her parents, the good and the bad. She also tends to mother hen her cousins, which they jump on and take advantage of at times

She takes after Harry, he’s her godfather and uncle and in many ways her third parent. She learns so much from him and he’s a great source of comfort to her

Hugo

He looks like Hermione, but he does have the Weasley red hair and he’s sooo tall, the tallest of the Weasley grandsons with only Louis within inches of him

He’s happy, he’s hyper, he loves to have fun and joke around but come exam times, his head is in the books and won’t come out until it’s all over. He is very competitive, but who can blame him when he wants to be the smartest person despite his set backs

He’s like Fred, funny and sweet but sometimes with a mean streak that he hates and a hyperness that holds him back until he overcomes it

James

James is the perfect mix of Harry and Ginny, he has the messy red hair and tan skin and brown eyes and freckles and lanky limbs that are both Potter and Weasley

He is definitely a goof ball, but also has a heart of gold. He is protective and loving and often doesn’t think before he talks, but it doesn’t matter because he’s so good and honest to those he loves. He has made his mistakes, but he honors them and lives up to his names and the men his mother named him after

He is very much like Bill, taking the weight of all the family in his shoulders with pride and love even if he sometimes puts his foot in his mouth

Al

He looks just like Harry, but he had freckles on his nose and cheeks and it reminds Ginny of Fred. She will never compare her second son’s looks to Harry, always her brothers

Al is dramatic and moody and always rolling his eyes, but he loves his family and gets along with everyone despite his dramatics. Rose is his ride or die and she is the reason he made it to adulthood and he knows it

Honestly, I want to say he’s most like Ginny, but if I can’t pick a parent I would say Percy. He is a bit high strung and prideful, he’s ambitious and wanting from the world, but his family comes first over and over and over again

Lily

Merlin she looks like Ginny, she has hazel eyes like her grandfather James and can’t see anything closer than her outstretched hand without her glasses, but honestly she and Ginny could be twins if they were the same age

She is a bit of a brat, being the only girl in her immediate family and then the youngest granddaughter, she takes full advantage of being the baby. But she does grow up and levels out and becomes more than just her wants. She ends up finding a peacefulness in being unknown and called out on her more selfish behavior, and it’s good for her to see reality a bit

He takes after her Grandad Arthur, taking interest in something small but oh so important to her and finding her own ways to be brave and just in front of not only herself and others. She also takes a bit of happiness in hiding away at times, even if she’s always watching

Bonus:

Scorpius

He looks like Draco, but Astoria’s features have made there way in. It’s in the slight tan of his skin tone and the curls of his white blond hair, but otherwise he is all Malfoy

He is literally the kindest and sweetest person, sure he’s also ambitious and cunning, but people notice his presence through his polite and kind demeanor

He takes after Theodore Nott, who has proven himself to be kind and wholesome and a great father. He loves every lost child that comes into his home and has made his home open and accessible to anyone that needs a place to stay, but especially his children’s friends

#next gen harry potter #head canons #harry potter #victoire weasley #dominique weasley #louis weasley #molly weasley #lucy weasley #Freddie Weasley #roxanne weasley #rose weasley #scorpius malfoy #hugo weasley #james sirius potter #albus severus potter #lily luna potter #family

[nelweensfic]

Day 25: Merry Christmas

“Merry Christmas!” Arthur and Molly said as they opened the door. 

“Merry Christmas.” Harry replied before pulling them into a greeting hug. 

“Merry Christmas.” Draco followed but just shook Arthur’s hand. 

After the night at the Malfoy’s Manor with his mother, Harry could see that Draco was now anxious about doing boxing day with the Weasleys. He grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house. It wasn’t the first time they came to the Burrow together but he could still feel the sweaty hands. After some years of dating, Draco was still guilty about Fred’s death, thinking it was his fault and that he would never belong in their family. 

But Harry could see it. Ginny and George offering him biscuits, Ron talking to him as if they had always been friends and arguing about Quidditch. Charlie talking about dragons to him and always saying that he loved Draco’s name. Bill and Percy were most silent but they never did harm to him. 

“Now that everybody’s here, let’s open the gifts!” Molly ordered before plopping onto the couch. 

Hermione got new books, Ron got fancy candies from Draco, all the Weasley plus Harry got a new jumper from Molly. Draco was shocked about Harry’s gift for him. 

“Where did you get this?” He asked, completely stunned by the vials and their effects. 

“It’s from a Greek potioneer.” Harry said proudly. “If you think you could sell some in your shop, he would be more than happy to sell you some more.” 

“That’s… fantastic, Harry, thank you so much!” Draco hugged him directly and the whole family cheered for them. 

They kept opening presents from everybody. Harry was filled with joy as they watched them all being spoiled. He could watch the entire family in their new jumpers, even Hermione and Fleur got one, showing that they were part of the family too. Once they were done, chatting along with each other about their gifts, Arthur got up to put them on the table. Harry got up to thank Charlie for the dragon treats for his own little dragon.

“Draco dear,” Molly called a bit louder so everybody stopped talking.. “I think you have one more gift.”

Draco looked at Harry, confused, but Harry could only shrug. He didn’t know what the matriarch of the Wealsey had in mind and he could only watch his boyfriend walking toward her. She held a green wrapped gift and smiled at him when he took the package. He opened it and gasped at the view. Harry walked behind him and stiffened. A dark green wool jumper in his hand with the letter ‘D’ carved in grey in the middle. 

“I think it’s time for you to have one, don’t you think?” Molly smiled lovingly at Draco who could only sob before pulling her into a hug. 

Harry watched the scene with so much pride and love toward his boyfriend. Now there wasn’t any reason to be anxious about the Weasley’s. He was now an official member of the family. Harry’s family.  

<< Day 24 by @peachydreamxx

<< Day 1 by me, to start at the begining

Thank you all for reading this calendar, today was our last day 🎄❤️ Merry Christmas to you all ✨

#Peachy&Nelween drarry advent calendar #drarry #drarry microfic #nelweensfic #drarry advent calendar #harry x draco #christmas

[once-upon-an-imagine]

My time has come😈

I absolutely love a xShy!reader 😍

Alright, let me start with my current obsession... Bill Weasley.

I am pretty, PRETTY, sure he's massive flirt when he wants to, but he would be the sweetest flirt of all, obviously.

Like, let's say they work together, he compliments her everyday, leaving little notes here and there and, purposely being caught while looking at her and smiling at her. She would be so confused until he FINALLY ask her out and she'd be like "Uh? Me?" And Bill would simply nod.

And BE. AN. ABSOLUTE. GENTLEMAN!

OMG YES! I love this so much! and I love writing for Bill! thanks for requesting him 🥰🥰🥰 Warnings: none Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😁 gif isn’t mine 😊

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Surprise

"Hello, love" you heard that beautiful voice. You slowly turned your head up to reveal the fact that your suspicions were right when you saw your favorite redhead man of all time.

"B-Bill" you smiled, feeling your cheeks burn. "Y-you're back" you said, happily.

"I am" he said, smirking.

You knew that he would be back today. Not that you were counting the days or anything, but you did remember the last time you saw him he said he would be back this week. You did sometimes spend your days with your mind wandering off to the eldest of the Weasleys.

You weren't going to lie. You did prefer when Bill was here. Not only because that meant he hadn't been killed off somewhere in Egypt while doing his job, but you found yourself slowly falling for him. He was this tall, handsome, brave, adventurous, funny, and absolutely enthralling man. Completely opposite to you and your boring desk job at Gringotts.

He was also the kindest person you had ever met and he would always make you laugh. Whenever he was around he always did little things for you. Like getting you a cup of tea, or leaving you little notes on your desk so you would have a great day.

He would always bring you something too. A book he thought you would like, or he once brought you a small dragon figurine from when he visited his brother Charlie in Romania. Small details that you secretly loved and made you fall more in love with him every time you saw him.

"I've got a surprise for you" he said, placing a beautiful teacup on your desk with your tea perfectly made.

"You g-got me a teacup?" you asked, smiling brightly at him.

"I remembered last time I was here you said yours was broken and you had to use the boring mugs of the office" he chuckled, making your heart skip a beat. Not only because of his beautiful smile, but...

"Y-you remember that?"

"Of course, I remember, love" he smiled.

"Thank you, so much, B-Bill" you smiled, grabbing the teacup. "I'm sorry, I don't have anything for you. I thought you would come in a few days and I left it at home-"

"You didn't have to get me anything" he smiled.

"Neither did you" you smiled.

"I know" he said, smirking brightly at you. "But I wanted to" he insisted. "As soon as I saw that teacup, it reminded me of you" he told you as you felt your heart beat faster.

"H-how long are you staying?" you asked him, trying not to sound so nervous.

"Well, I've got good news, love" he said, grabbing a chair from the empty desk next to you and pulling it to sit by your side. "I'm here indefinitely" he informed you.

"W-what? What do you mean indefinitely?" you asked, confused. "I mean, I know what indefinitely means, I'm just confused b-because" you stopped, looking at him. Bill was staring back at you with the most lovely gaze you had ever seen. "S-sorry, I'm rambling" you chuckled.

"I don't mind it, love" he told you. "But, to answer to your question, I'm moving back home" he said.

"Y-you are? What about Egypt? I thought you loved it there" you told him.

"I do" he sighed. "It's a long story, but I actually don't mind being back since I asked for a desk job and well, it looks like we're going to be neighbors" he said, pointing at the desk on your side.

"Y-you uh- really?" you asked, feeling your heart beating the fastest you've ever felt it. You were going to see Bill here. Every day. Next to you.

"Really" he nodded. "As I see it this is the biggest perk of being back" he smiled. "Well that and... I also wanted to ask you something" he said, grabbing your hand and holding it in his.

"S-sure" you said, feeling as if your heart could explode at any moment.

"Well, since I just moved back here, I would truly love it if my favorite person shows me around and maybe goes out with me to have dinner tonight?"

It took you a bit too long to comprehend what was happening. William Arthur Weasley was asking you out. You.

"Y-you mean me?"

"Of course, I mean you, love" he smiled. "I mean, if that is okay with you, I don't want you make you feel uncomfortable or anything so I understand if you-"

"I would love to" you said, smiling at him being the one nervously (and adorably) rambling now.

"Y-you would?" he asked, hopefully, and you nodded.

"Yes" you smiled back at him.

"Brilliant!" he said, getting up and kissing your cheek. "So, I can be back in a couple of hours when your shift is done" he explained. "Is that okay?" he asked, getting up and pulling you with him.

"That sounds great" you smiled, biting your bottom lip.

"Merlin, I really wanted to do this tonight but... can I kiss you? I missed you so much and you look so beautiful and... to be honest with you it's the only thing I have been thinking for the last few months" he chuckled, making you laugh a little.

"I thought I was the only one" you smiled as he leaned down to kiss you. And it was everything you had always thought it was. Perfect.

The End

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A/N: hope you liked it :)

#harry potter #harry potter imagine #bill weasley #bill weasley imagine #bill weasley x reader #bill weasley dialogue

[hchollym]

Hello! So, this might seem like a weird ask. The whole thing is based on the canon world, that is wizards and stuff. Everything that's going on in the books is still happening! I just don't want you to confuse this with a Muggle/No magic AU.

My question is, if Percy—for some random reason please suspend your disbelief here—decided to become an EMT in the muggle world (without using magic that is), how would his family react to it?

Again, the things that happen in the books are still happening, the only thing is that Percy's decided to go into muggle EMT instead of the Ministry.

Like, would they be kinda mad because Percy is putting muggle stuff/outside stuff over the war they're fighting?

Or would they be much more understanding? Maybe think Percy's cooler? Ngl, I'm asking you this for the sake of my daydreams.

Sorry for taking so long to respond! 🙁

Oh wow! That is a very unique idea/question! 😄

Do you mean that Percy became an EMT right after Hogwarts (instead of working for Barty Crouch)?

That would be super interesting!

Hmm... 🤔 You know, I surprisingly don't think most of them would react badly.

Arthur

Arthur is obsessed with muggles. However, he does not seem to see them as equals. In his mind, muggles are poor fools that need to be protected. It's less like fighting for racial equality and more like people fighting for animal rights.

In Book 2, he states:

“Just Muggle-baiting,” sighed Mr. Weasley. “Sell them a key that keeps shrinking to nothing so they can never find it when they need it.. Of course, it’s very hard to convict anyone because no Muggle would admit their key keeps shrinking — they’ll insist they just keep losing it. Bless them, they’ll go to any lengths to ignore magic, even if it’s staring them in the face…"

Then in Book 4, when Fred gives Dudley Ton-Tongue Toffee, he says:

“It isn’t funny!” Mr. Weasley shouted. “That sort of behavior seriously undermines wizard–Muggle relations! I spend half my life campaigning against the mistreatment of Muggles, and my own sons —”

So he probably doesn't think Percy is making a good decision to actually work in the muggle world, but I don't think he gets too upset about it either. If anything, he may see this as an opportunity for him to learn more about a topic that he clearly enjoys, and it could potentially help his cause by having proof (from Percy's testimony) that muggles deserve to be treated fairly.

Molly

I definitely think Molly reacts the worst out of everyone. She doesn't hate muggles, but she certainly isn't overly fond of them either.

She definitely dislikes Arthur's obsession with them (though in her defense, that probably has more to do with him wasting money on it/focusing on it instead of helping her with the kids/house).

In Book 4, Arthur says,

“Ah yes, I can see the plugs. I collect plugs,” he added to Uncle Vernon. “And batteries. Got a very large collection of batteries. My wife thinks I’m mad, but there you are.”

Also, what's even more telling is that in Book 1, when the Weasleys are at King's Cross Station, Harry overhears her say:

"-- packed with Muggles, of course --"

I know that JKR included this line so that Harry could identify another wizarding family, but she should have used something else (like Platform 9 ¾) instead, because they are literally in a muggle train station, so the comment seems unnecessary and rude. Think about if you went to Chinatown and said "packed with Chinese people, of course."

Plus, Molly wants all of her children to work at the Ministry of Magic. This is a comment in Book 4 (about the twins):

“And then there was this big row,” Ginny said, “because Mum wants them to go into the Ministry of Magic like Dad, and they told her all they want to do is open a joke shop.”

This is the same instance where she literally burned all of their order forms. She seems to have (sort of) accepted Bill & Charlie's choices, as well as Fred & George's joke shop (after they make a lot of money), but Percy is the child that she expected to go into the Ministry the most.

There would definitely be a massive row with her.

Fred & George

They likely wouldn't care much, because they clearly don't mind muggles either. In Book 4, after they gave Dudley the Ton-Tongue Toffee and Arthur yells at them, they say:

“We didn’t give it to him because he’s a Muggle!” said Fred indignantly. “No, we gave it to him because he’s a great bullying git,” said George. “Isn’t he, Harry?”

If anything, I think they love that Percy is now the family "disappointment" because they've spent so long getting yelled at by Molly that this is a nice change of pace. Plus, it takes the pressure off them. Even if they open a joke shop in the wizarding world, Molly still won't be as angry with them as she is with Percy.

Suddenly "Perfect Percy" isn't so perfect anymore, and it probably (ironically) improves their relationship.

Bill, Charlie, Ron, & Ginny

They are probably all rather incredulous about the entire thing and think Percy is mental for not wanting to work in the wizarding world (and Hermione encourages this idea because she clearly wants nothing to do with the muggle world anymore), but I really don't think they treat him badly over it.

They probably just think he's finally cracked under all the pressure he puts on himself, and if this gets him to loosen up, then it's not all bad.

I do think Charlie & Ginny would find it a little cool though, and they're both more likely to actually talk to Percy about his new life, whereas Bill & Ron will probably avoid the topic altogether.

Other Thoughts

One of the most interesting parts about this AU is that is has the potential to drastically change the story. If Percy doesn't work for Barty Crouch, then chances are, whoever is in his position doesn't do as good of a job running the department on their own, so people figure out something is wrong with Mr. Crouch much sooner.

Once that happens, they (i.e. Dumbledore) may very well be able to put the pieces together about Barty Crouch Jr., and then his plan fails, Harry never goes to the graveyard, Cedric never dies, and Voldemort never officially returns in a body. So is the war even going on anymore? Possibly not for a few more years while Voldemort tries to capture Harry!

Even if the war continues in the exact same way as canon, I think Percy's job in the muggle world could actually be beneficial. He could be there to prevent some of the damage & protect the muggles, and he could help muggleborns & their families escape through the muggle world in a way that wouldn't be traced back to them.

There's a lot of potential there for a great fanfic! 😉

Thanks for the ask! 😊

#ask me #anon ask #percy weasley #percy weasley defense squad #EMT percy weasley #AU #canon divergent au #weasley family dynamic #hp #my thoughts #my opinion #molly weasley critical #anti molly weasley #anti arthur weasley #just to be safe

[dark-elf-writes]

Jebeudhdbdhdhbdhdhd

Charlie: doll, you dress like I don’t take care of you

Harry with nicer clothes now than literally ever: o-o

I just really want Charlie to call him doll okay

Charlie calling him doll is so perfect and i want you to know I’m shaking this violently like a dog with a chew toy

Harry, confused: I mean at least these are close to fitting. Before I had a stock of Weasley sweaters my clothes were massive on me and no one ever said anything

Charlie: Doll, the more you tell me about your childhood the more concerned I become.

#the elf talks #harry potter #twilight #stepdad harry #Charlie googling the statute of limitations on child neglect in England

[mayese]

Winter changes it all - Third chapter

Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Synopsis: Fred´s way to thank you is to share with you the songs he likes and discuss them.

Warnings: none!

First chapter / Second chapter / Fourth Chapter

"Music brings people together"

After they ran away to a very angry McGonagall, you went to the library, being at peace finally. You started the essay, and for the following two hours, you kept working on it, searching on as many books with the subject of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy as you could. However, your mind kept going back to what had happened earlier. Have you done the right thing?

It seemed so, but at the same time, if Umbridge called you to her office, you could expect many bad things to happen. First, she would probably torture you or something. Second, most of the Slytherins would shit on you since you disrespected the princess that fulfills their whims. And finally, you were sure someone would tell your parents why Umbridge punished you: “Oh, she was just protecting the Weasley twins and their friend!”.

However, you kept calm, putting your things back in your bag to leave the library and carrying them to your next class, History of Magic.

<>

The next day you found yourself alone, sitting on the floor with your back to the wall, far away from the center of the middle courtyard while the other students were spread all around the place. You looked around, seeing no one you knew. So you returned to the book you brought with you, planning on going to the inside of the building once your Divinations class started.

However you still had to wait an hour, therefore you had chosen to relax for a while and do anything apart from studying. The book you were reading was Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them, a recommendation from one of your friends, and you appreciated the recommendation since you were loving Scamander’s book.

His love and care for the creatures he wrote about were noticeable, and you adored knowing more about the unknown. Knowledge is never too much, and you liked to thank everybody who shares theirs.

“Hello there!” Your head quickly rose from the book you had in your hands. Fred stood in front of you with a gentle smile while the winter sun that peered through the already falling leaves lighted his freckles.

“Hello.” Your greeting came out more like a question, you thought. He could forgive you for that, after all, you weren’t used to people besides your Slytherin colleagues coming to greet you.

“What are you reading?” Fred asks before crouching in front of you, touching the back of your book with his finger before you brushed him off. “I won’t steal it, Ma’am. I’m not really interested in wildlife like my brother,” he says before balancing his feet and plopping on the floor.

“George?” The question slipped your mouth before you noticed. You didn’t want him to think you were that interested in keeping his company, your book was still waiting to be read.

He nods in disagreement. “No, Charlie. He’s in Romania working with dragons.” You would never have the courage to work with dragons. They scare you from how big they are. There’s a reason why you swore to never set foot near a dragon after last year’s task on the Triwizard Tournament.

You nodded quietly, letting your gaze fall on your book again. Maybe if luck chose to bless you he would leave without any other word. However, luck never favored you, and you knew it.

“Thank you, for yesterday.” You look up at him again, seeing his smile for the millionth time. Did they never frown?!

“You don’t have to. I just did what I wanted and what I thought that was needed to do,” you explained simply, expecting he would just nod and leave you.

However you heard someone approach the two of you, and as you glanced back up again you met someone you never exchanged a word with.

“Fred.” At Ron’s call, the ginger turns his head and looks at his younger brother that wore a confused expression, probably wondering what was his brother doing with you.

“What is it?” Fred asks and you just turn your head over to the book again, not wanting to listen to anything.

“I-“ Ron was going to ask his question, but curiosity won over his doubt. “What are you doing with her?” He whispers as he leans to speak to Fred who’s still sitting on the floor.

You roll your eyes. As if you hadn’t heard him. He was probably going to say to Fred how grueling you could be or what awful things you were capable of doing as if you haven’t saved Fred’s life once. Metaphorically speaking.

“That’s none of your business,” Fred whispers back a little bit frustrated. “Just ask what you wanted!”

“But it’s-“

You knew he was going to keep talking about you, so all of a sudden you stood up, alarming both gingers in front of you. “Goodbye, Weasleys,” you said coldly before starting to walk through the yard with your book next to your chest.

You did not want to hear more lies about your person. You intended to run away from Fred, hopefully, he wouldn’t bother you anymore. Maybe you were good with a vulgar life, so the need to have someone like him change it was zero.

As you walked down the hall with the book gripped on your chest, wanting to go to the dungeons, you started to hear someone calling you from afar. You turned around, seeing Fred waving at you from the courtyard while Ron looked at him weirdly before looking at you with a nasty stare. You turned on your heels, ignoring them and continuing your slow path.

However, in less than one minute or so you were scared to death as he reappeared beside you. “Hi.”

You flinched, jumping a little before stopping in your tracks. “Look, I don’t want you to follow me. You already thanked me, so you could, you know, return to your life and leave mine!” You exclaimed coldly before, once again, turning your back on him and continuing walking.

But he remained walking along with you. “Look, I just wanted to show you something, if that´s ok." He stops in the middle of the hall, hoping you would too. And you did, but with a long distance between the both of you.

"If I see whatever you want to show, will you stop bothering me?" You ask tiredly, the book still clenched in your hands above your chest.

He smiles happily, nodding in affirmation. "If that´s your wish, madame," Fred says before going to your side. "That way." And so, you two walk for some more minutes until you reach the Gryffindor´s tower, so you stop before you reached the stairs.

Fred looks at you, wondering why you stopped. "Look, I´m not suicidal, so you won´t catch me in there," you said, obviously referring to the animosity between your houses. What would someone say if they saw you in there, right next to the lion´s den?

"Right," he whispers, looking at the stairs and back at you. "I´ll be here in a couple of minutes." You nod, watching him sprinting through the stairs.

You sit on the first degree of the stairs, carefully opening your book and reading it while you waited. You tried to be suspicious of every sound since nobody was walking through those corridors, but you didn’t want to be caught this close to Gryffindor’s common room.

Fortunately for you, Fred arrived not long after he was gone, walking down the stairs with a playful smirk and a sack in his hand. You stood up from the stairs, closing your book again and waiting for him to reach you.

“I swear you’re going to love this! Or hate it, but let’s hope that’s not the case!” Fred’s excitement was making you feel a little dizzy as you followed beside him again to somewhere in the castle.

You looked at his red bag, wondering what could be in there. “No peaks my dear,” he says as he notices your eyes wander around the bag, so you look forward, looking uninterested in what he had just said.

Suddenly you noticed you were going on the way to the library. That’s a surprise. When you reached it, you and Fred walked in, not talking or doing any noise so that Madame Pince wouldn’t hear you.

“Where are we going?” You whispered, and Fred pointed with his head to one of the many hidden tables around many shelves near the end of the library.

You went there, sitting apart. He sat in front of you, takes his bag, and puts it on the table and you do the same with your book. “It’s not much, but I’m guessing you never saw one of these,” he says quietly before taking something off from inside the sack. It was a round device, and it probably was something made by muggles.

“What is that?”

“This is a Discman,” he says, taking one more thing from the bag that still seemed to be full. “This is an album, inside is the cd.” Fred points to the thing he had in his hand and where a photo in white and black of a man sitting on a bed with a mask beside him adorned the album.

You remain quiet, only watching him open the said album and take a round and gray thing from it before putting it inside the device. This was probably something from the muggle world since you’ve never seen something like that. Well, that was expected since his father is known for his admiration for the muggles and their inventions.

“What does that do?” You ask and pointed to the said Discman, unsure of what would that do.

However Fred doesn´t answer, he just grabs a thing that looks like earmuffs and puts it in front of you. "What do you want me to do now?" You say suspiciously to him. What if all of this was a prank? After all, you´re sat with Fred Weasley, the king of pranks beside his brother.

"Put them on your ears. And don´t be scared," he informs you with the gentle smile he always gives you. Would someone prank you with that charming and innocent smile? Well, you wouldn´t guess, you would know from experience.

So, you grabbed the earmuffs and put them slowly on your ears, watching Fred clicking on something in the Discman, and suddenly your ears started to be filled with an odd melody that pleased you. A man singing about moving out and a cool background melody filled with so many instruments made a smile replace your frown. His voice was beautiful, and for the following minutes, you hear nothing but this odd music while Fred looked at you knowingly, already knowing what you should be feeling.

When the music started to fade away you took out the earmuffs, smiling more than you should to Fred. "That was…" Fred raised his eyebrows with a smile, waiting for you to finish. "Spectacular! Who is he?"

"A muggle musician. Billy Joel or that´s what it says in here," he explains, pointing to the album. "So, how did you like it?"

"I didn´t expect anything good, I was waiting for you to prank me or something," you said truthfully and he chuckled, amused by your fear.

"I would never prank a pretty lady like you." He smirks and you feel your face heat up, why would he say such things? That´s why you liked to not be involved with him. He´s too spontaneous and, sweet. Not that you would ever say that to anyone, as a matter of fact, you would never reveal this little time you spend with him to anybody. This is a secret you´ll take to the grave, or else a secret that will take you to it.

However, you quit being flushed as he started to show you more songs and more albums and more singers and bands and whatever you could imagine. You and Fred heard many songs for the following hour, and you enjoyed every second of it. His company felt so warm, and his smile began to grow on you. Fred revealed that he had found the discman and all of the CDs inside the big storage that his father had with muggle things and that he had spent the entire summer listening to all of the music.

After the hour had passed, you reminded him that you two had classes. Or at least you had and that meant you had to go. So you and Fred stood up from the table hidden in the middle of the old never-ending shelves, still discussing which songs you liked the most. When you looked at him to say something you always had the urge to touch the bang of red hair that persisted on keeping falling on his forehead while he babbled about something, but you didn´t do anything, obviously.

And as you two whispered something to each other on your way out of the library, a blonde and cold guy accompanied by his soon-to-be girlfriend, or so anyone thought for the last five years, stood up in front of you right in front of the entrance to the library. Draco raised his eyebrow suspiciously at you and gave Fred a disgusted look.

"What are you doing here, Sinclair?" He said with a snarl, looking at you coldly. What the fuck did the thought he was doing? It isn´t as if you are obligated to answer all of his stupid questions and demands.

"It´s none of your business what I´m doing here, Malfoy," you said with disdain dripping from your words while Fred looked at the three of you, still beside you.

He sneered, this time looking at Fred. "I hope you aren´t getting close to these blood traitors, or I´m afraid I´m going to be compelled to say something about this." You shot him a furious look, fighting the urge to smack your book into Draco´s face before deciding you should get away from him.

"Fuck off," you said loudly while you brushed past him with heavy steps, starting to walk away from the library.

Fred stood still in front of Draco, a smirk tainting his freckled face. "Yeah, what she said Malfoy," he says before following you out of the library.

When he was out and away from Draco´s gaze, Fred ran to your side, walking alongside you in the hall. "Draco is so fucking infuriating," you whispered and Fred hummed in agreement, looking down at you and smiling. How could he not adore his little angry friend?

When you were already reaching the dungeons you stopped, looking at Fred. “You shouldn’t come further now,” you say, looking at the hall in front of you.

“You’re right. I don’t want to step on any snake, or I’ll be prompted to be bitten and die!” He jokes and you punch him lightly on his arm.

“I guess the snakes would be right to do so,” you joke with a grin, watching Fred’s smile.

“Well, I’m off then. Got to see if George is still alive without me,” he says and winks at you. “See you later my dear.” Fred approached you unexpectedly and plants a quick kiss on your cheek, smiling cheekily and walking away from your frozen self. This time you were sure he noticed the hotness you felt crippling on your face.

#fred weasley #fred weasley x slytherin!reader #george weasley #harry potter fanfiction #fred weasly x reader #fred weasley imagine #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts au #draco malfoy #pansy parkinson

[emsuemsu]

So, occasionally I do adventure out of my comfort zone and read something other than Harry and Draco falling in love for the 1246th time in a row. This month I've been enjoying some magnificent entries in HP rare pair fair (@hprarepairfest) - all the love for this fest. Also I've been exploring some jegulus which I'm absolutely obsessed, at least in theory. In reality I don't think I'm honestly strong enough for the marauders era at all, that shit fucking hurts and I salute all those who go through it day to day. You're amazing.

So, without futher ado, my november non-drarry favorites:

Apple Tree and Juniper by @trueliarose 💫 Harry/Charlie, 17,732 words

Charlie Weasley: dragon tamer, single, attractive and the man Harry had had a crush on for years - what will happen when said man has to take some time off at work and decides to occupy himself by helping out with Harry's business?

Now, the thing about me is that I'm the biggest simp for Charlie Weasley. He makes me absolutely feral. The whole idea of getting it on with your best friends brother is like fucking ecstasy to me, and this might or might not stem from personal experiences. Out of all the Weasley siblings Charlie with Harry is just 🤌🤌 Now this fic had it all. A little angst, lots of fluff, Harry being all crafty crafty, TENSION and PINING, amazing magical woodworking lore (??? idk but i love it).. and the best part is that I noticed the author started a series with this fic being the opening act - I've never in my life hit that subscribe button as fast as I did with this one. God is good.

Choices by @sophsicle 💫 Regulus/James, 624,178 words

People make mistakes, but they also make choices. It’s important to James, that difference. He does his best not to confuse the two.

This is an honourable mention on this list since I read this already in October. But listen, I'm fucking traumatized by this fic. This was my first jegulus, my first marauders I've ever finished, and my 13th goddamn reason. And I can't even blame anybody other than myself, I knew exactly what I was getting myself into. I binge-read this in a day and a half and in retrospect I should've taken it a little more easy. But what can I say, I'm an all or nothing kinda girl. Chapter 53 hits different at 4am, just saying. The writing was hauntingly beautiful and I still think daily about some quotes and scenes from this fic. This fic is a journey and I'm glad I took it.

Light Bringer by meanwhiletimely 💫 Albus/Gellert, 10,678 words

Gellert doesn't simply shine—Gellert blazes, casting all around him into shadow with sheer dazzling force of being. When he turns that beatific gaze on you, your whole body comes alive for him: heat flaring up from within, blood in your veins turned to light.

This story is EVERYTHING. I was holding by breath while reading this. Beautiful. I love grindeldore (even though my resentment of Albus is as deep as the Mariana Trench), and this has to be one of the most beautiful fics I've ever read. This was written in second person POV which made the fic even more intense. Like I felt every word in my soul. Lots of love.

Mystic Lake of Memory by @sliebman10 💫 Harry/George, 5,055 words

As George's thirtieth birthday approaches, Harry convinces him to go on holiday to Loch Ness, where he and Fred had originally planned to spend their birthday in search of the sea monster.

Fred and George remain as an open wound for me still after all these years. This fic was sweet and melancholic at the same time, I absolutely loved how their relationship had grown and this fic was pretty as a picture. Absolute joy.

Sleeping With Ghosts by @ghaniblue 💫 Regulus/Harry/Draco, 27,902 words

Harry wakes in an unfamiliar bed to Regulus pointing a wand at his head, and then Draco moves into his house. Harry just wants the world to fuck off; being able to sleep through the night would be appreciated, too. This is the story of one very tired saviour of the wizarding world, a resurrected corpse and a mean little ferret living in Grimmauld Place together, drinking too much tea, talking less than is warranted, and falling in love.

I'm a slut for triads. Even more of a slut if two thirds of the triad is drarry. This fic was everything. It was so witty and funny and I was seriously laughing out loud reading this. I need this relationship tag to BLOW THE FUCK UP in 2024. I loved the build up and the ending was perfect. I really enjoyed Regulus' characterization and I think this fic really hits the spot with how I imagine him being. The interaction between the three of them was amazing.

Sweet Boy by @maraudersaffair 💫 Harry/Narcissa, 6,261 words

Harry agrees to date Narcissa to help her improve the reputation of her family. The intensity of their sexual chemistry takes them both by surprise, and it turns out there is nothing fake about their arrangement.

After reading this I decided that being a MILF is a state of mind and that being said I am one now. Do I have any kids? No. Will I have any kids? God knows. This fic was delicious in all the ways and more and I love Narcissa. So much.

Two of the Easiest Words in Gaelic by sky_watcher_rose 💫 Druella/Minerva, 27,902 words

Minerva will be the first to admit that Druella Rosier was the love of her life. But it’s been twenty years since they last saw each other, and she’s done her best to move on. When Druella unexpectedly arrives at a parents’ evening - the first she’s attended in the four years that Minerva has been teaching her children - both of them have to face up to certain feelings that never went away.

I usually shy away from muggle au's, but this was magical nevertheless. It was the first fic with this pairing I've ever read (and yes I have to admit I had to google who Druella was). The Scottish winter vibes were immaculate. I absolutely adore the "one that got away" kinda vibe in this one. There was this one quote from Minerva which was something like "I'm Scottish, nothing depresses me except bad whiskey" and I felt that in my core. Feel u sis, even though I'm not a Scot.

Unguarded-series by birdsofshore 💫 Draco/Albus Severus, 5 works, 38,834 words in total

Dilf-Draco is all I need in my life. So fucking hot.

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