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onlyfreds · 2 years

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🔎 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 - a dare or bet trope with Fred x fem!nonGryffindor!reader

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A Dare or a Set-up

If there was one thing that Hogwarts never failed to have aside from magic, brooms and trouble - it was the parties.

Most of these parties were held by the infamous Weasley twins. A majority of people couldn’t tell them apart. But Y/N could.

The twins teased you that the only reason why you could tell them apart was because you were in Ravenclaw. But the truth is, you were able to tell them apart because you found Fred more handsome, more funnier and (probably biased) more sweeter than his twin.

It wasn’t mainly on the appearance, but the way you felt around a certain one of them.

“Special delivery!” Your best friend sat by the Ravenclaw table, brandishing a folded up parchment.

“Another love letter?” You asked, pouring yourself another glass of pumpkin juice, “Who’s it from?”

Your best friend shook her head, “It’s for you.”

You furrowed your brows in confusion, “Me?”

Your best friend nodded, “Yes. You.”

Still confused, you took the parchment from her and slowly unfolded it.

Though written in some sort of chicken-scratch handwriting, the letter was surprisingly legible. But what surprised you the most, was the fact that it was from Fred Weasley.

“What?” Y/B/F/N said excitedly, running to the other side of the table to take a look at the letter.

“It says that he personally invites me to the party this weekend and I should feel free to bring along my friends.” You whisper-shouted excitedly.

Y/B/F/N smiled, nudging you, “He’s looking at you.”

Looking up, Fred was indeed looking at you - awaiting your reaction. Once your eyes had come to meet his, he grinned.

Returning the smile, you looked back down at the piece of parchment in your hand.

“So,” Y/B/F/N said, nudging you again, “will you attend?”

“Of course.” You promptly answered, “Who would possibly be crazy enough to turn down a personal invitation from Fred Weasley, himself?”

–

The first thing that met you upon opening the door of the abandoned classroom was the lights.

Someone had, somehow, managed to acquire a muggle disco ball that decorated the walls with multi-color lights.

You failed to recognize the music, though, somewhat a mix of rock and pop.

Your best friend had disappeared from your side the moment the two of you entered the room, very typical of her.

Walking through the room, you tried to find her (and probably give her an earful) when you suddenly felt someone collide with you.

Both of you apologized at the same time and it wasn’t until that moment that you got a good look at the person you bumped into.

Despite the darkness of the room, it didn’t take a genius to see who it was. The red hair, the charming smile, the cinnamon and firewood smell.

“Fred.” You said, giving the Gryffindor a smile.

“Y/N.” He countered, smile still not leaving his lips.

“So, how’re you liking the party?” He asked.

You smiled, “It’s amazing! I knew you threw great parties but I didn’t know you could do all this.”

“Well, George and I do love a challenge.” Fred said.

Taking another look around, you nodded, “Looks like you and George really gave it your all.”

Before anything else could be said, you heard Y/B/F/N call out your names.

“Fred! Y/N! C’mon, we’re playing truth or dare.”

—

That’s how the two of you ended up in a circle with the rest of your friends, an enchanted bottle in the middle.

Truth or Dare was just a harmless muggle teenage game, right? Nothing could absolutely go wrong with this.

How wrong you were with that notion.

The bottle spun around the circle before coming to a stop, pointing towards Y/B/F/N.

A girl you didn’t recognize gave your best friend a smile, “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Y/B/F/N answered confidently.

“What was the most embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of the person you fancy?” The girl asked.

Y/B/F/N’s cheeks quickly turned pink at the question, “I’d rather not say.”

The girl nudged a shot glass towards her and Y/B/F/N downed it in one gulp.

The bottle was spun twice more, landing on Angelina then a guy from Hufflepuff and this time, it landed directly on Fred.

George his twin a toothy grin, “What’s it going to be, Freddie?”

The older twin grew silent for a moment, before saying, “Dare.”

No surprise in that.

George’s grin even wider, “I dare you…to kiss the prettiest girl in this circle.”

You felt the heat growing in your cheeks as Fred glanced at you.

The ginger stood up, gaze still fixated on you as he went through with the dare.

Next thing you knew, he was kneeling right in front of you.

“Can I?” He asked, voice merely above a whisper.

It was as if your brain had malfunctioned as you could voice out the answer, only managing to nod.

His lips were pressed against you, cheers echoing within the circle you were sitting in as you wrapped your arms around his neck, returning the affection with the same vigor.

No words were exchanged, only the two of you smiling at each other like the most lovesick idiots (which you were).

Y/B/F/N suddenly clapped her hands together, startling the two of you, “Let’s leave these lovebirds alone now, our work here is done.”

“This was a set-up?” You and Fred asked at the same time.

“What else did you think it was?” George chuckled.

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venusvalcntine · 2 years

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most of the post that i’m currently writing are like 4k-5k words, is that too much?? pls tell me if it is.

#fredweasley #fredweasleyfanfic #harry potter #ron weasley #draco malfoy #cedric diggory #hermione granger #luna lovegood #neville longbottom #harry potter universe #george weasley

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flowerstarfish · 4 years

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The Initials

Fred Weasley x Reader

Soul Mate AU- where the soulmates initials are on their wrist

Running down the hall you were trying to avoid bumping into most of the other students. Running into study hall you sit down next to Hermione and she giggles as you gasp for breathe. Later while you were writing you look up and make eye contact with Fred Weasley. He winks at you and looks back at his notebook. After class you were walking in the hall when you heard a,

“Hey wait up!” Turning around you see Fred running towards you. “I never got your name.”

“Y/N,” you said while sticking out your hand for him to shake. As you shook hands you saw the initials on his wrist. One of them had a L/I on it.

“So I was wondering if we can hang out later?” A huge smile then appeared on your face with glee shaking your head yes. “Great... um... meet by the black lake around 8ish?” you agreed and the both of you walking away. Little did you know at the time that he was trying to stop smiling while the blush was still on your face.

That night you went to the black lake and saw Fred sitting there. Most of the night you both just talked and laughed until he said, “I have something to show you. It’s actually kind of personal.” He lifted up his shirt sleeve to reveal his soulmate’s initials. Your initials. Without saying a word you show him your wrist with his initials on it. Seeing this he looks at you and you both just stare into each others eyes.

Then getting a bunch of confidence you grab his shirt and pull him into a kiss. You have wanted this for a long time and it was finally happening.

AN: Sorry this is bad I couldn’t really think of anything on the spot so I just wrote this. But my inbox is open so if anyone wants to request anything they can.

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ickle-ronniekins · 4 years

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Hi! You have a masterlist?

hi darling! yes, you can find it here, however it certainly needs an update and i am hoping to do that today. you can find other recent pieces on my blog under the tags #fredweasleyfanfic and #georgeweasleyfanfic and it should bring you to the recent ones i haven’t put on my masterlist yet 😊 thank you for your patience x

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onlyfreds · 2 years

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☕️ reader x fred in a college/university au!

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Study (Date)

If someone told you that you would currently be sitting in the library, right across from Fred Weasley - you would’ve laughed and said that that only happened in your dreams.

Right now, you are surely wide awake and your long time crush is definitely seated right across you.

Earlier that morning, the redhead had approached you and asked if you could help with some homework that he couldn’t get the gist of and you happily agreed. Why wouldn’t you? The excuse to spend time with him was literally presented to you.

“Are you sure it’s okay with you?” Fred asked as the two of you walked to the library, “Because if you have something else to do, then I can ask someone else.

Shaking your head, you gave him a smile. “It’s fine, I swear. I don’t have anything else to do anyway.”

“If you say so.” The redhead said as he opened the door for you, the pleasant burst of air conditioning hitting your face.

“Done.” Fred said in triumph, dotting a period before turning the textbook over to you, “Is that okay?”

Pulling the textbook closer, you scanned over his answers before pushing it back to him, “Yep, that’s better.”

“Yes!” Fred grinned triumphantly, closing the book with a snap, “Finally!”

You stifled a laugh, “See? Wasn’t that hard, was it?”

Fred chuckled, running a hand through his hair, “Guess not.”

In the next two hours, the two of you managed to get a majority of your work done.

“Thanks again.” He smiled, walking out of the library with you, “You’re a lifesaver.”

Grinning, you felt the heat spread across your face, “It’s my pleasure.”

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onlyfreds · 2 years

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Title: Tension

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: With the lingering tension between you and Fred, would an accidental kiss change it all?

For people who were destined to be together, there comes a point in their relationship where the friendship also contains some romantic tension.

But, most often, the romantic tension falls upon the shoulders of two oblivious idiots.

Everyone else can practically see it except for the two people in question.

In this case, it was you and your best friend, Fred Weasley.

–

“Morning sunshine.” Fred greeted, plopping down next to you, “Can I have some of that?”

“Get your own breakfast.” You said, sipping on some pumpkin juice, “It’s all literally right in front of you.”

“Come on sunshine. Sharing is caring.” He cooed.

You stuck your tongue out at him, “Then I don’t care for you until after breakfast.”

To anyone who had just met the two, they would’ve assumed that they were a couple who had possibly been together for a couple of months.

But, their friend group (and practically the whole population of Hogwarts) knew that the two were just “best friends” or to put it lightly, “blind to the fact that the other reciprocates the romantic feelings”.

While they witnessed the scene in front of them, they could only hope that you and Fred would come to your senses sooner rather than later.

Or they could lock the two of you in a broom closet…

“C’mon sunshine.” Fred stood up the moment he finished his breakfast, “I’ll walk you to your class.”

“Coming!” You said, getting up as well before waving to your friends, “See you guys later!”

On the walk to your classroom, Fred’s hand kept brushing over yours slightly but never actually touching.

Your schedule was almost exactly the same - except for the one class in the morning that you took that Fred didn’t.

The two of you stood in front of your classroom, facing each other but none of you making a move.

“Aren’t you gonna be late to your class?” You asked, looking down to avoid his intense gaze and to try to calm down the butterflies bouncing around inside you.

Fred just shrugged, a blush rising up to his cheeks at the realization that you noticed him staring, “When am I ever on time to class?”

You laughed, “Then exceed their expectations this time, carrothead.”

“Hey!” He warned with a small smile, “Call me carrothead one more time and I won’t give you any chocolate.”

“You’re lucky I love chocolate then.”

“More than me?”

That question was supposed to be easy to answer. If only you had the courage to say that you loved him much more than chocolate, much more than friends should, much more than anything else in this world.

“Cat got your tongue?” Fred retorted with a smile.

“Oh shut it, Weasley! Run along to your class now.” You came back to your senses, hitting him on the shoulder.

Before Fred could process what was happening, he quickly kissed you on the cheek before running along to his own class.

You stood there, dumbfounded, cheeks redder than any of the Weasleys' hair.

Did Frederick Gideon Weasley, your best friend and long-time crush, just kiss you on the cheek?

But, hearing your professor’s voice from afar, immediately brought you back to your senses.

“Looks like someone had a good morning.” Your friend nodded to the blush that was still on your cheeks as you sat down beside her.

You smiled, “Actually. I had.”

–

Fred walked into Herbology, not caring one bit that he was five minutes late as he replayed the events from earlier.

“Did you finally ask her out?” George teased upon seeing his twins’ dazed smile.

Fred shook his head, “Nope.”

“Then what do you have that idiotic i’m-so-in-love-with-her smile for?” George asked.

“I kissed her on the cheek.” Fred mumbled excitedly.

“You what?” George said, “You better not be sarcastic right now.”

“I kissed her on the cheek.” He repeated, before his smile faded as if the realization had just struck, “Oh Godric! I kissed her on the cheek. I’m such an idiot.”

George noticed the change in his twin’s demeanor, “What? What’s the problem with kissing Y/N on the cheek - you fancy her, don’t you?”

“I do!” Fred whisper-shouted, “That’s the problem! If I kissed her then I should’ve just as well told her my feelings which is the worst idea ever.”

“How did she react when you kissed her?” George asked.

Fred shrugged, “Don’t know. I already ran off afterwards.”

Silence for a moment, before a smack was heard as George’s hand hit the back of Fred’s head.

“You idiot!” He hissed, ”I wonder what kind of a boyfriend you are if you just run off the minute you kiss your girlfriend.”

“I was going to be late!”

“Since when did you care about being late to class?”

“...Today?”

“Uh huh.”

“Just tell her already.” George encouraged, “A girl like that won’t wait around for long. So, take my advice before you spend the rest of your life regretting it when you see her on the arm of some other guy.”

–

For the whole day, you couldn’t get the feeling, the moment of Fred kissing your cheek out of your mind.

If you were being completely honest, it was the only thing you could think of.

You were walking on cloud nine, your fantasies coming to life even for a mere moment.

“Hey Y/N, wait up!” The voice that belonged to none other than the guy you’ve been daydreaming about since that morning.

“Mind if I walk with you?” Fred asked, running a hand through his hair.

“Not at all.” You smiled, adjusting the strap of the book bag on your shoulder.

The two of you started walking at the same pace with each other, no certain destination in mind.

“Look,” Fred suddenly spoke up, mustering as much of his Gryffindor courage as he could, “about this morning.”

Your heart slowly started to sink in your chest just like the Titanic, did he regret it? Was he going to say that he didn’t mean it?

“I know what you’re going to say,” You interrupted, “You’re going to say that it was just something out of the blue and that we’re just best friends.”

“Actually…” Fred trailed off, “I was kind of hoping for the opposite. I have been head over heels in lo-”

You had once again interrupted him, but this time, effectively shutting him up with a kiss.

His hands immediately found his home by your waist, kissing you as if his life literally depended on it.

“Told you so!” The familiar voice of a certain annoying twin made itself heard to the both of you.

Speak of being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

George stands at the end of the corridor with a teasing grin,

“Angelina owes me 5 galleons.”

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onlyfreds · 2 years

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Hey Gabriella, congratulations on 1.3k follower again 😊

Can I ask you for a 💌 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐥 with Fred Weasley and confessing his feelings, please? Thank you 😌

(I hope, I did it right 🙈)

Thank you so much Jacky! 💖

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My Dearest Y/N,

I know that this is cheesy (currently being teased by George as you read this) but I can’t think of any other way that I’d be confessing my feelings to you that would be in a way that you deserve.

Darling, you don’t know the effect that you have on me. You’re literally such a goddess from head to toe. Your smile manages to make my day brighter, your eyes holds a secret that I want to spend the rest of my life discovering. Merlin, don’t even get me started on your sense of humour.

To put things simply, I want to say that I love you. As cliche as it is, I’ve loved you ever since I’ve known you. You’re the very person who invaded my thoughts in the morning and runs around my dreams in the night.

Hopefully things won’t be awkward between us in the event that you don’t return the feelings. I just wanted you to (finally) know how I felt.

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onlyfreds · 2 years

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could you do headcannons of the weasley twins falling for a someone who has a special in bugs and plants? btw love you work and have a great day!! :]

Thank you so much for requesting this and I’m so glad you like my work! 💖

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Fred dating Someone Who Loves Herbology

He would honestly think that it is the cutest thing ever

Especially when you’re so concentrated

When he can’t find you anywhere, he knows the place where to find you - the greenhouse

He also knows that whenever you’re stressed, this is your go to place

Fred sometimes just stands by the door of the green house and watches as you tend to the plants

Sometimes you would talk to the plants, which you find embarrassing but Fred just melts at the sight of it

Sometimes he helps you out with the plants just to watch your smile

After finding a ladybug in the greenhouse, you and Fred decided to keep it in a jar since it was so cute

Fred would be so overprotective (so much more than you) when it comes to the ladybug

”Who moved the jar to the window?”

”I did.”

Fred scrambles to move the jar away, “George, do you really want to burn the bug? The sun is shining so brightly, you just might kill her. How could you?”

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onlyfreds · 2 years

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Light at the End of the Tunnel | F.W.

Title: Light at the End of the Tunnel

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: There's always light at the end of the tunnel. Most of the time, its not literally. But, sometimes, it comes in a person.

There’s always a light at the end of every tunnel. That’s what Ginny constantly reminded her older brother during each and every one of their talks.

Ever since missing death just by the skin of his teeth, Fred had come to appreciate the meetups he and Ginny would have every other week (every three weeks if they’re extremely busy) - either to just vent out their feelings or just to catch up.

But, Fred didn’t really find the “light at the end of his traumatic tunnel” until he took a walk in the muggle side of London, trying to take away the craziness that running a business could give.

It had even happened by a complete accident. Either Fred Weasley was just a lucky idiot or destiny really brought them together.

He had no idea how he was able to catch the falling books so quickly, as he muttered a quick sorry to the person he had bumped into.

“Don’t worry it's fine.” You smiled as Fred handed the books back to you, “Nice reflexes.”

For a while, the ginger in front of you seemed to have forgotten how to speak as he looked at you with disbelief masking his handsome features.

You looked down, ignoring the rise in temperature in your cheeks due to his unwavering gaze, “Are you okay?”

The question snapped Fred out of his train of thought while he let out a nervous chuckle, running a hand through his already messy hair, “Yeah. I’m fine? In fact, I should be the one asking you that question - with the amount of books you’re carrying, you could hurt yourself.”

You laughed, balancing the stack of about 7 or 10 books in your arms, “Well, I guess you could say that I’m used to it. Perks of being a teacher and all.”

“Oh, what do you teach?” Fred asked.

“I teach elementary science. I’m Y/N, by the way, I would shake your hand but they’re currently unavailable at the moment.” You smiled.

Fred grinned, “I’m Fred, Fred Weasley. That’s okay, we can always do it next time.”

Next time.

You smiled at the prospect of seeing Fred Weasley again, even if you barely knew anything about him.

“Can you hold this for me for a sec?” You asked as an idea popped into your mind.

“Sure.” Fred said, taking the stack of books from your hands leaving you free to take out a pen and paper.

“This is my number.” You said, handing him the piece of paper that now had your phone number while you took back the books, “Don’t be a stranger, call me anytime.”

He stared at the ten digits on the paper in your delicate scribble as if it was a key to a whole new world.

He then flashed a smile, “I’ll definitely take you up on that offer.”

–

Fred had never been this excited for the Weasley brunch that happened every Sunday courtesy of Molly.

“Hermione Granger.” He said to his younger brother’s wife who had just finished helping Molly with the dishes, “Just the bright witch I need.”

“Honestly Fred, if you’re going to ask for my help with a prank, you should know better by now.” Hermione teased.

Fred laughed, “Unfortunately for you Ms. Granger, this is not a prank so you have to help me.”

“What’s with calling her Miss Granger? We’re literally married now.” Ron complained as he passed by.

Hermione jokingly rolled her eyes at her husband before replying, “Fine. What do you need help with?”

He looks around before lowering his voice to a whisper, “Can you teach me how to use a phone?”

The bushy-haired girl furrowed her brows in confusion, “And why is that?”

“Well, I met this girl, I kinda like her and she’s a muggle and she gave me her number.” He said, “I swear Hermione, please keep this between us.”

Hermione smiled, a twinkle appearing in her eyes, “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. Just buy a phone first then call me and I’ll teach you.”

–

Once Fred had managed to get his hands on a second-hand phone, he immediately called Hermione for help.

“So, all I have to do is dial the number she gave me and press the green button?” Fred inquired.

“Yes!” Hermione said, practically explaining the four-step process for the fourth time.

Taking a deep breath before pressing the green button, a shrill sound filling the air before it came again then your sweet voice followed.

“Hello?”

“Uh, hi.” Fred said, trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice, “I-It’s Fred. You know, from the other day.”

He immediately cringed at the way he introduced himself, especially with the way Hermione had face-palmed herself beside him.

“Oh yeah.” You said, the smile practically evident in your voice, “Yeah I remember, you really had nice reflexes.”

He tried to ignore the amused grin Hermione had and the heat that seemed to be coming to his cheeks as he ran a hand through his hair, “Uh yeah. Anyway, how are you doing? Did I catch you at a bad time?”

“No, not at all.” You said, “It’s actually perfect timing.”

“Great. And while we’re at it, do you want to meet up for coffee tomorrow?” Fred smiled.

“Sure, that would be wonderful.” You said.

–

Fred nervously tapped his fingers on the table, anticipating your arrival.

It’s been ages since he last went on a date, so he had no idea what to do.

Seeing you enter the coffee shop, he was about to wave to indicate where he was sitting when he heard a small ping.

Taking his phone out of his pocket, he looked down to see a message from you.

> I’m here, where’re you seated?

He glanced up at you to see you still looking around the rather crowded shop before typing out,

<The table on the right side, by the huge window. I’m wearing a white shirt.

Following his instructions, when he saw you look in his direction, he waved as a smile graced your lips and you made your way towards him.

“Hey.” You greeted, sliding into the seat opposite of his.

“Hi.” He returned the greeting, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to calm his nerves.

“Do you want to get some food?” Fred asked, trying to give his most confident smile, “It’s on me.”

Once the ice was broken, everything went brilliantly.

“We definitely have to do this again sometime.” You said while the two of you walked out of the cafe together.

“Definitely.” Fred agreed, thinking whether his next move would prevent that from happening or not.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked, carefully watching you and your body language.

You blinked up at him, feeling the heat rise up in your cheeks, “I don’t see why not.”

Fred stared at you in complete shock, for a moment thinking that he had completely imagined your response before cupping your face in his hands and pressing his lips to yours.

–

You gaped at Fred for a moment once he broke the news to you before breaking out laughing.

Fred stared at you, very confused as to what you found so funny.

“Freddie,” You said in between fits of laughter, “I swear, you’re a top-class comedian but this is literally the worst prank you’ve made yet. I’m not 7, do you really think that I would believe that magic exists and that you can do it?”

Fred blinked, “I’m not joking love.”

You laughed even harder, “C’mon Fred, you can’t fool me. You’re better than this.”

He grew silent for a moment as he contemplated on how to prove to you that magic was real.

Seeing you carefully watching his next move, he took out his wand, pointing to the glass that stood on the counter.

“Accio.” He said, causing the glass to float towards him.

“Freddie.” You giggled, “I may not be a ‘wizard’ but I know that you use invisible strings for that trick.”

“Yeesh, tough audience.” He muttered, before pushing the glass off the table, shattering it into tiny pieces.

Before you could complain or get mad at him, Fred pointed his wand to the glass, “Reparo.”

The shards then floated slightly in the air, before piecing itself back together and setting itself down on the coffee table it fell off earlier.

“Holy-” your wide-eyed stare shifted from your boyfriend to the good-as-new glass on the table.

“How?” You asked, your question hanging in the air as you reached forward and grabbed the glass - still remaining as one piece in your hand.

Fred couldn’t stop the smile from stretching across his lips, “See? I told you so.”

You still couldn’t believe what was happening, “What? How?”

“Let me begin from the start.”

–

“Are you okay, love?” Fred asked, giving a peck to your cheek.

“Yeah,” you answered, madly trying to get your hair to be on its best behavior, “I’m about to meet your literally magical family. Of course I’m fine.”

“Hey. Hey.” He said, turning you to face him, hands gently resting on your shoulders, “You’ll be fine, I’m sure they’ll love you.”

“How do you know? Do wizards have the ability to see the future?” You said sarcastically, “You come from a family of magic, Freddie. I, on the other hand, don’t have a single drop of abra cadabra in my blood.”

He rolled his eyes at you, “First of all, that whole abra cadabra thing is just absolutely ridiculous. Second of all, I’m pretty sure that my family would just adore you. And even if they don’t, which is unlikely, that won’t stop me.”

You took a deep breath in an attempt to compose yourself and regain some of your confidence, “If you say so.”

“That’s my girl.” Your boyfriend grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead before taking your arm as you apparated to his childhood home.

You couldn’t help but marvel at the house, even if it was leaning a bit to the side, it looked like it was being held up by magic.

Once the door had opened to reveal his mother, she immediately engulfed her son into what seemed like a bone crushing hug before taking one look at you and pulling you in for one too - as if this wasn’t the first time she had met you.

–

Today, Fred had insisted on taking you to see his shop in the Wizarding World.

To say that it was incredible, was a complete understatement.

Everything about it seemed to have come from a dream. From candies to instantly make you sick (which would’ve been a hit when you were in school) to something as common in the muggle world as fake wands.

During his lunch break, the two of you took a walk through Diagon Alley while Fred gave you a little tour of the area.

He had just finished pointing towards the shop he and George would always make a beeline towards as kids when a slightly stern voice suddenly reached your ears.

“Mr. Fred Weasley, is that you?”

You and Fred turned to be faced with a woman wearing an emerald robe, her hair in a bun and a soft smile on her features accompanied by a man who seemed to be almost twice of a six footer’s height with very shaggy hair and a huge grin.

By the grin that grew on your boyfriend’s lips, you could tell that he knew who they were.

“Professor McGonagall! Hagrid! It’s great to see you two again.” He said as he gave them both a hug.

“Great to see you too Fred!” The giant, presumably Hagrid, returned the smile.

“Why don’t you introduce us to your fair maiden, Fred?” The one wearing emerald, McGonagall teased.

“Oh yeah,” Fred laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pecked a kiss to your cheek, “sorry about that love.”

“Anyway, these are McGonagall and Hagrid. They were both my former professors at Hogwarts. McGonagall, Hagrid, this is my wonderful and amazing girlfriend, who also happens to be a teacher, Y/N.”

–

It’s been 3 years since Fred’s fast reflexes first amazed you.

Now, the two of you were walking on the snow covered village near his old school and not even the slight chill could ruin the serenity of the moment.

“All these years.” You whispered, “And I still can’t believe that all this really exists. Most of the time, I still expect myself to wake up and realize that it’s all a dream.”

Fred chuckled, “Better get used to it darling, ‘cause you’re stuck with it for life.”

“For life?” You laughed, “You really think you can put up with me for life, Weasley?”

“Of course I can.” He grinned, “The question is: can you?”

Having said those words, Fred took out a small, red velvet box and got down on one knee.

“Freddie.” You said quietly, the words dying in your throat as if you forgot how to talk.

“Y/N, love.” Fred started the speech he had been rehearsing since the minute he woke up, “They say that all the best things come at the perfect time and I never thought that was true until I met you. You came at a time in my life when everything else seemed bleak and dark. You became the light at the end of that dark tunnel of my life. And I’d never know what would’ve happened to me if you hadn’t arrived.”

No one can even deny or resist the tears in both of your eyes.

“So, Y/N L/N, will you marry me?”

“Yes.”

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El Amor De Mi Vida | F.W.

Title: El Amor De Mi Vida

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: Visiting your family over spring break motivates Fred to learn Spanish.

A/N: I don’t really know much Spanish. These are all from Google translator. So I apologize for any inaccuracy.

Having to speak a second language is hard enough in itself, but you deem yourself lucky to be fluent in both your native language and your second one - especially since you go to an English school.

“Morning love.” Fred greeted, pecking a kiss to your cheek before sitting down on the empty space next to you.

“Morning.” You smiled back before returning to your attention to the book you were reading.

“Did you really just go out to the black lake to read?” Fred asked, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Maybe.” You shrugged.

Moments later, you could hear someone calling your name from afar.

Turning around, you could see your best friend running towards you.

“Tienes una carta.” She said, holding the envelope out to you. She was one of the few other students at Hogwarts who also spoke Spanish.

“Gracias.” You smiled at her once you took the letter from her hands.

“What did she say?” Fred asked, giving you a puzzled look.

“She told me that I had a letter.” You answered as you ripped the envelope open.

“From who?”

“My mom, apparently.”

“Is it all in Spanish?” He asked.

You nodded, eyes still trained on the letter, “My mom is not so fluent in English so she usually prefers to speak in Spanish.”

“Can you read it to me?” Your boyfriend asked shyly, “You know if there’s nothing too personal in there and all, wouldn’t want to intrude. It’s just you sound so adorable when you speak Spanish.”

You smiled, feeling the heat rise up to your cheeks, “Sure.”

Clearing your throat, you started reading.

Mi hermosa hija,

(My beautiful daughter,)

¿cómo estás? Espero que la estés pasando muy bien en la escuela con tus amigos.

(how are you? I hope you are having a great time at school with your friends.)

Tu prima, Michelle, nos está invitando a su fiesta de cumpleaños número 16. Y se supone que se llevará a cabo justo en medio de tus vacaciones de primavera.

(Your cousin, Michelle, is inviting us to her 16th birthday party. And it's supposed to take place right in the middle of your spring break.)

Pero entendería si no quisieras venir. Sé que el resto de la familia puede ser un problema a veces.

(But I'd understand if you didn't want to come. I know that the rest of the family can be a handful sometimes.)

Bueno, si decides ir. Sería increíble si trajeras a ese maravilloso novio tuyo. Para que finalmente todos podamos conocerlo en persona.

(Well, if you decide to go. It would be awesome if you brought that wonderful boyfriend of yours. So that finally we can all meet him in person.)

¡Ten cuidado cariño! ¡No te estreses demasiado con tus clases!

(Take care honey! Don't stress too much with your classes!)

Mucho amor, mamá

(Much love, Mom).

“Translation?” Fred asked once you were finished.

“My cousin invited us to her birthday party which would be happening right on our spring break. And if I go, they also want you to come so that you can meet my family.” You said.

Fred paused for a moment, “Well, are you going?”

You shrugged, “Do you want to come along?”

“Yeah, I would love to meet your family.” He smiled, “Especially since you already met mine.

“I’ll tell them I’ll go then.”

—

Later that day, a knock came on your dormitory door.

“Come in!” You said without looking up from your homework, thinking that it was just one of your dorm mates.

And it was safe to say that you were surprised when your bed suddenly dipped at the weight of someone.

Upon looking up, you weren’t surprised when you were met with the familiar grin of your boyfriend.

“And what can I help you with?” You asked with a smile.

“Can I ask you a favor?” He grinned shyly.

Raising a brow at him, you answered, “Depends on how crazy the favor is.”

Fred jokingly rolling his eyes at you before flashing back to his shy demeanor, “Fine. But promise you won’t laugh at me?”

“I won’t.” You promised.

He looked cautiously at you before saying, “I want you to teach me Spanish.”

You tried to hide the surprise on your face as you blinked, not knowing what to say.

Fred groaned, hiding his face in his hands, “I knew it was a stupid idea.”

“It’s not!” You insisted, prying his hands away from his face, “It’s actually adorable.”

“Really?” He asked, peeking through his fingers.

“Really.” You smiled at him, “I’d be honored to teach you.”

“What do you want to learn?” You asked.

“Maybe some basics?” He said, “Just so I don’t look like a complete fool in front of your family.”

You giggled, closing your textbook and putting it away, “So, hello is hola.”

“Hola.” Fred repeated, completely focused on your every word.

“And when you introduce yourself, you say, mi nombre es Fred Weasley.”

Fred repeated the phrase, though you had to do a little brush up on his pronunciation later.

That’s how you basically spent the rest of the afternoon, teaching Fred how to speak the language you grew up with.

—

“Are you sure you’re fine with this?” You asked as the two of you arrived at your house.

Although your family was originally from Columbia, your mother had came to England when she was 20 and that’s where she met your father.

And the rest was history.

“Of course I am.” Fred grinned as he placed a kiss on your cheek to try and reassure you.

“Mi hija!” Your mom said as she caught sight of you with a smile, bringing you in for a hug.

“Mama.” You grinned, kissing her cheek, “I missed you so much.”

Once she let you go, turning to Fred and cupping his face in her hands, “Debes ser su novio, ella escogió bien - eres tan guapo.”

You were about to go and translate for your boyfriend when he smiled and responded, “Gracias. Tengo mucha suerte de tener a tu hija.”

You were surprised, to say the least, you recalled teaching Fred the basic stuff but you were happy that he was getting along with your mother just fine.

“Vamos, Michelle está emocionada de verte.” Your mother said.

You nodded, “Bueno.” before you and your boyfriend followed her inside.

—

Throughout the whole party, various members of your family talked to Fred and it didn’t seem like he had any trouble communicating with them - except for a few harder words you had to translate for him.

Once everyone else was busy, you pulled him aside.

“I’m happy with your little surprise. But do tell me how did you manage to talk almost so fluently in Spanish?” You asked.

Fred smiled, “Turns out the Hogwarts library had an English to Spanish dictionary and let’s just say that I studied it more than I ever studied in my life. Also I kinda had a little help from both Hermione and Harry.”

Your heart melted at the lengths he took just to be able to learn your language, your heritage and maybe make his connection with you stronger.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing a brief kiss to his lips, “Eres el amor de mi vida.”

“Translation please?” He said.

You smiled, “You’re the love of my life.”

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Map of Masterlists

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦. (𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫)

—𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

Fred Weasley | Part 2

—𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

—𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

Remus Lupin

—𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜

Lily Evans

James Potter

Sirius Black

—𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

Elijah Mikaelson

—𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜

Klaus Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

—𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

Klaus Baudelaire

Duncan Quagmire

Quigley Quagmire

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hii ! i came on to the app (for loke the 8th time today, shocker) and i saw this and got so excited.. first of all, CONGRATULATIONS LOVELY for 1.3k, you deserve this milestone and so much more, in fact i was reading quite a few fics of yours earlier, still just as in love with them x anyway i kinda wanted to request a (🎉 serendipity) with fred weasley to perhaps the song 'the girl who cried wolf' - 5 seconds of summer, but its fluffy.. as it is 8pm on the 30th of august currently, i have exactly an hour and 17 minutes before i hit a year of being clean of sh and this song really helped and freddie did too, both mean so much to me and so, that's all i wanted to ask.. congratulations again <3 (i hope that wasnt too much writing :)) )

Thank you so much for requesting this lovely! Congratulations on the 1 year! I hoped this was up to your expectations. 💖

Join my 1.3k Rom-Com Night!

The Girl Who Cried Wolf | F.W.

TW: Sort of mental health condition, not specified.

A/N: This is based on the song: "The Girl Who Cried Wolf" by 5SOS

It’s been a year. It’s been a year since you started fighting off the demons inside of you. During your darkest days you thought that Fred would leave, that you would have to start over again.

Whenever you voiced these thoughts out to your boyfriend, he would hold you and comfort you while joking that you are the girl who cried wolf.

He vowed to always stay by your side, no matter what happened. He vowed to never leave you, even if it seemed that you weren’t there at all.

You deemed yourself lucky to have Fred by your side in getting you through this tough time. He became your paradise, your source of a great escape. He always managed to bring you back every time and without complaint.

–

“Congratulations princess.” Fred greeted with a kiss on your cheek, freshly home from working at the shop.

You contentedly sighed, leaning back in your chair, “It’s been a rough year, but we made it through.”

“You darling.” Fred corrected, sitting down next to you, “It’s all you darling. I’m so proud of you.”

Giving him a smile, you said, “I wouldn’t have done it without you though.”

“You were the endless lost paradise inside of a tragedy.” You continued, “In the castle facade of make believe you were the one with truth spelt out in your eyes, reaching out to me.”

“If you weren’t by my side, if you didn’t stay - I didn’t know what would’ve happened or where would I would’ve ended. If I would’ve been able to run towards the great escape or I would’ve called it quits and started over again.” You admitted, “So thank you. For always being there, no matter how tough it was and even if everyone else would’ve given up on me.”

Fred smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “No need to thank me love, it’s the least I could do for my girl.”

“Besides, I was right - you are the girl who cried wolf.” He joked, making you laugh as you playfully swatted his arm.

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I have a head cannon that Fred is a good baker, he loves to bake to calm himself down. So one time when the reader walks in to see him bake a fancy cake, they just watch mesmerised at how much dedication he puts into the cake 🍰

And well obviously they run up to fred and hug him cus he is huggable 💖💖

Thanks for sending this in Ecaterina! 💖

Join my headcannon night!

Discovering that Fred Bakes

Let’s all get one thing straight: whenever Fred loves doing something, he gets super focused on it

And in the 5 years that you’ve been dating Fred - you never thought that he knew how to bake

Much less love to do it

Turns out baking is his stress reliever

You had just came home from work when you seemed to be calling Fred’s name to empty space

But entering the kitchen, you could see him immersed in baking a cake

Leaning against the doorframe, you can’t help but admire how he was so dedicated - using all of his energy to make sure that the cake turned out as perfect as possible

Just like how he does with the joke shop and you

After a while of watching him, you snuck up behind and hugged him from behind

“Hi love, didn’t hear you come in.” Fred greeted, turning around in your arms as he gave you his award winning smile and the streak of flour on his cheek

#gabriella’s headcannon night #fredweasley #fredweasleyfanfic #fred weasley fluff #fredweasleyimagines #fred weasley fanfiction #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x y/n #fredweasleyoneshots #fred weasley x you #gabriella’s friends #Ecaterina💖

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Gabriella’s 1.3k Rom-Com Movie Night!

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! So much for the 1.3k followers. When I started this blog around a year ago, I never thought I would make it this far. Thank you so much for the unwavering love and support for my work!

To celebrate, we’re having a little rom-com night which will last from August 30 to September 11, be sure to check my requesting guidelines before hand and feel free to send in as much as you want!

☕️ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 - send me a character and an au and I’ll write a small blurb.

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🎉 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 - send me a character and a song and I’ll make a blurb about it.

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Canoe Lake | F.W.

Title: Canoe Lake (Percy Jackson!AU)

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: The first anniversary is always important. But, what happens when your boyfriend forgets?

Being a demigod was more of monsters and battles than sunshine and rainbows.

Especially when dealing with the Godly parents who never seem to be content with their immortality and the various quests one has to put up with - it's a miracle you even have a love life at all.

Or maybe Aphrodite was just bored.

But, today couldn’t be a more peaceful, a more beautiful day at Camp Half-Blood.

Why? Because today was your first year anniversary with your lovely boyfriend, Fred Weasley.

Nobody would’ve thought that a son of Hermes and a daughter of Y/G/P would end up together. But, the whole camp practically shipped the two of you, nonetheless.

Looking for your boyfriend, you saw him hanging out with his twin by the canoe lake.

“Hi Freddie!” You greeted rather cheerfully, pecking him on the cheek.

“Hey princess.” He returned the greeting, giving you a huge smile, “What’s got you in a good mood?”

Giving him a slightly confused look, you asked, “Don’t you remember what day it is today?”

Fred thought about it for a moment, “Is it Friday?”

Your smile disappeared as your spirits were suddenly deflated, did he really forget?

“Yeah.” You nodded, forcing a smile, “It is. I actually remembered that Hermione and I have to go do something so I’ll catch you later.”

“You idiot.” George said as soon as you were out of sight, “Do you really not know what today is?”

His twin gave a confident grin, “Do you really think that I would forget the exact day that I asked the love of my life to be mine?”

“Then why did you-”

“Because, my dear brother, that is what you call the element of surprise. Which I will be needing if my plan is to be executed properly.”

–

“Hey Y/N!” Hermione greeted, looking up from her book as you neared the Athena cabin.

“Hey.” You said quietly, sitting down next to her on the stairs, resting your chin on the palm of your hand.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, closing her book, “I would’ve expected you to be a bit more… cheery today. Isn’t it your anniversary with Fred?”

You sighed, “That’s exactly the reason why.”

Hermione’s forehead creased in confusion, “What do you mean? Don’t tell that he forgot about today.”

The sad smile that you gave her was enough of an answer.

Hermione tried to stand up but you stopped her by pulling her back down.

“I’m going to kill that idiot.” She muttered, glaring in Fred’s direction.

“Calm down Hermione, it’s not that big of a deal.” You shrugged.

She gave you a look, “Not that big of a deal? It’s your anniversary for crying out loud.”

“Seriously, it’s fine.” You insisted.

“No, it’s not.” She argued, “Y/N, this day signifies a huge milestone for your relationship. You can’t look me in the eyes and tell me that you’re not in the least bit angry that he forgot.”

“Fine.” You gave in, “Maybe I am mad. But, maybe I just don’t want to cause a scene which would lead to us fighting which, in turn, would lead to something worse.”

“You’re lucky my best friend needs comforting.” Hermione said with a humorless chuckle, “Or else I would’ve thrown your boyfriend into the lake.”

You gave her a grateful smile, “Thanks Hermione.”

–

“You really think this idea isn’t, I don’t know, a little bit stupid?” Ginny asked.

Fred frowned, “No, I think it's actually brilliant.”

“Really?” Ginny deadpanned, “You don’t think she’ll be mad at you for ‘forgetting your anniversary’?”

“I know she will. But, it’ll be worth it. Trust me.” He shrugged.

“Well, you are the boyfriend. You’ll be the one facing her wrath anyway.”

–

You sat on your bed inside your cabin, reading a book to take your mind off the fact that your special day with your boyfriend didn’t turn out to be that special at all.

A small knock came on the door of the cabin.

“Go away.” You muttered, turning another page of your book.

“Please.” Harry’s voice came from the other side of the door, “I know what’s happening and I swear, this is worth it.”

You closed the book, contemplating on whether or not you should open the door, “And you know this because?”

Harry grew silent for a moment, “I just do? You just have to trust me.”

You sighed, “if this has anything to do with Fred, I don’t want to talk to him today.”

Silence again. “I promise, it has nothing to do with him.”

“If I have to see him, I’m not buying you any chocolate for a week.”

You could’ve sworn Harry gulped, “I swear. Now will you please come out.”

Taking a deep breath and trying to make yourself as presentable as you could in your current state, you opened the door.

Harry flashed a sheepish grin, nodding in the direction of the canoe lake, “I swear, you’ll love it.”

You nodded, giving him a small smile before following him to the canoe lake.

You were lost in your train of thoughts that you had already reached the lake before you had realized that Harry had lagged behind you and now was nowhere to be found.

Directing your attention back to the scenery in front of you, a small gasp left your lips as you took in off what was actually to be seen.

A candle-lit table underneath the stars, two glasses of soda (funnily, poured into champagne glasses) and instead of the cliche vase of flowers, the centerpiece was a framed picture of you and Fred - taken six months ago.

“Surprise.” You didn’t even have to turn around to see who the owner of the voice was.

“Freddie,” You cooed, all anger and hurt fading away into the night as you threw your arms around your boyfriend.

Fred chuckled, wrapping his arms around you tightly as he kissed the side of your head, “Happy anniversary love. Did you really think that I would forget the day that the best thing that ever happened to me happened?”

You looked up at him, “So it was all a coy? All part of the plan?”

“Of course it was.” He smiled, “I only wanted to give you what you deserve for our first year celebration.”

You giggled, leaning up on your tiptoes to press a brief kiss to his lips, “and for the many more to come.”

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