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Wanna Bewitch you in the moonlight. Pt. 1

[F.W X Reader X G.W ]

Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

Title: Just wanna bewitch you in the moonlight.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x reader x George Weasley

Timeline: Predominately set between GOF and OOTP (some canon has been altered to fit the story)

Summary: Both twins like Gryffindor!reader. Reader likes both twins. How will she decide who to chose in the end? Amortentia might be able to help, or not.

Warnings: Smut, mentions of sex, established relationships, threesomes, friends to lovers, all the good stuff. NO Twincest. Mentions of illness, Brief mentions of vomiting.

Tags will be updated along the way.

Part 1

"Oh, y/n dear, how wonderful to have you with us!" Mrs Weasley said wiping her hands on her apron before she threw her arms around you, embracing you in a warm and maternal manner as you stepped inside the Burrow.

"Mrs Weasley, thank you so much for having me," you smiled, wrapping your arms around her, smiling at the comforting feel and smell that encapsulated the entire Burrow and each Weasley inside.

"Oh Mrs Weasley," she laughed pulling apart, "how many times do I have to say, call me Molly!"

"Maybe just once more," you joked, smiling wide as she huffed out a laugh, rubbing your shoulder.

"We're back too you know," Fred said from behind you, leaning on the doorframe with George fixed to his side. She hurried over smiling, pausing briefly to hit Fred's shoulder at his tone, before wrapping her arms around both the boys at the same time. It was a sight to behold, seeing little Molly Weasley trying to reach up to give her two 6ft 3 sons a hug but it was completely heartwarming, seeing their smiles.

"Oh how lovely to have my boys back," she smiles, standing beside them. The entire scene was entirely endearing, particularly the hint of a blush that spread almost in perfect sync upon the twins' cheeks.

"Is Ginny not with you?" She suddenly asks, realising that two of her expected children were not present.

"No they're stopping by Hermione's to get some things before they come home," George replies absently, wandering over to the counter where a fresh batch of scones caught his attention, sat cooling on a wire rack. He reached for one and was immediately intercepted by Molly, earning a swift slap to his hand in a silent warning.

"Right, y/n dear," she says, turning to you with a smile. "I wasn't sure what the sleeping arrangements would be for you all so you can either share Ginny's room with her and Hermione or," Molly began to say, trying to do the mental arithmetic of sleeping arrangements until she was interrupted by George.

"She can stay with us mum, we'll move our beds together and pop up the old cot from Charlie's room," he says, sounding like he had already planned it out in great detail.

"Oh, yes I suppose that would work," she says, completely unaware of the relationship blooming between the three of you. You knew she'd never agree to you sleeping with either of the twins alone, but having the other one in the room seemed to ease her mind that nothing untoward would happen.

"You aren't making her sleep in that old thing!" She suddenly says, horrified at the thought of her guest having to sleep on the death contraption that had been in their family for decades.

"No mum, she can have my bed, I'll sleep on it," Fred says, moving forward to place his hand on your shoulder, doing his best to act innocent, though you could see straight through it.

"Wonderful," Molly says, clapping her hands together as she moves away and busies herself in the kitchen again. She shouts to the boys to help you with your bags, to which they both reply in perfect synchronisation that they already were.

They usher you up the stairs, each twin carrying one of your bags as you make your way to their bedroom. It's exactly as you remember, except it looks like it's been cleaned recently, no doubt by Molly.

"You're not really sleeping on the cot are you?" You ask, turning to Fred. He gives you a look of bewilderment before snorting out a laugh, reaching out for your hand to pull you into his chest, his right arm securing you to his body as it wraps around your waist.

"Not for a single second," he smirks, reaching up to play with a strand of hair that had fallen in front of your ear.

"But we are pushing the beds together," George says from behind you, moving closer to you both.

"And you are going to sleep right in the middle, between both of your handsome," Fred adds.

"Charming," George.

"Well endowed..."

"Boyfriends," they both say, sandwiching you between their bodies. You couldn't help but smile at their antics, realising that they had clearly had this planned for quite some time.

"So I get to sleep on the divide of the beds and fall between in the middle of the night? How romantic," you joked, reaching up to play with the collar of Fred's jacket.

"Ahh we've thought of that too," George says from behind you, reading down to place a kiss to the side of your neck.

Suddenly, both twins pull away and start organising the bedroom. Fred pulls away the small cabinet between the beds and places it next to you near the door, winking at you as he moves back to help George move the beds. They drag Fred's bed over from the right towards George's on the left and create one large bed in the middle of the room. George rushes off to get the cot from Charlie's room and unfolds it for decorative purposes in the space left behind where Fred's bed used to be.

Fred suddenly pulls back the sheets from both beds and then pulls out his wand and casts a charm you'd never heard of. The bed is immediately fixed together through magic, causing you to raise your eyebrows in amazement. He throws the covers haphazardly over the beds before doing the same to the sheets, making it one large duvet. He turns his head to you, seeing you look on in amazement and shoots a cocky smirk towards you.

"Your boyfriend's good right?" He smirks, causing you to roll your eyes slightly. George then moves the cabinet beside you towards the back of the room, sliding it under the space of the desk, kicking the little waste paper bin to the side.

"Fit for a Queen," George smiles, gesturing towards the large bed.

"Or for a fit Queen," Fred quips, gesturing towards you. "Crash test?"

You huff out a laugh at the terrible pun and move to throw yourself down onto the newly extended bed, instantly surprised by the lack of divide between the two and the fact that it was actually quite sturdy.

"You know we could test it out in different ways," George says smirking as he looks at you, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. You look up at him with a sultry look, liking the idea very much, before you turn to look at Fred with the same pointed look.

"Boys! Y/n! The others are here and lunch is ready!" Molly's voice radiates surprisingly well up the stairs of the burrow, effectively ending your next moves and the boys immediately huff and grunt in frustration. You offer them a sad smile before reaching your hand out to George for him to pull you up. He instantly reaches out for your hand in his large one and pulls you up towards him effortlessly.

"Later?" You ask with a small smile, reaching up and pouting so that he'd kiss you. His eyes light up just slightly as he silently nods enthusiastically before reaching down to give you a sweet kiss. You then turn to Fred who is not so patiently waiting his turn before he drags you out of his brothers arms and into his own. He also reaches down to give you a sweet kiss, though his is much more loaded than George's, his tongue licking along your bottom lip as he fights to deepen the kiss. You pull away with a chuckle, placing your hand on his chest. "Down boy," you joke and he grins down at you.

"Not me you need to be telling princess," he cheekily grins, wiggling his eyebrows and poignantly flicking his eyes down to his groin, which seems excited to say the least. You bite your lip and drag your hand down his chest towards his excited member, placing your hand gently over the bulge in his trousers. You flick your eyes up to his face as he stands with wide eyes and his lips parted in a little 'o' shape, following your movements very carefully.

"Down boy," you whisper, teasing as you suddenly pull your hands away and move to walk out of the bedroom door. You can hear George's laughter as you descend the stairs and then a little commotion and 'ow' from George, no doubt caused by Fred.

You greet Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny in the kitchen, followed by George only a minute later and then by Fred five minutes after that. You don't miss the little mock glare he shoots you as he takes a seat at the table, one twin either side of you. All you can do is give him a little innocent, doe-eyed smile before you focus your attention on the array of food that Molly had prepared.

"So, y/n, what are your plans whilst you're here?" Ginny asks you from across the table, pausing at the end to frown at Ron who had shovelled as much food as possible into his mouth and then asked, with a mouthful of food, for Harry to pass the bread rolls.

"I'm not really sure," you smiled with a little shrug, not really considering what was on the agenda.

"She's busy, whatever you've got planned," Fred says bluntly as he pokes at his food, already disliking the idea of you spending time with anyone else whilst you were away from school. You immediately elbow him roughly in the shoulder, earning a laugh from George who watches on silently.

"Never too busy for you Gin," you said, winking at her with a smile. She smiled back and began talking about you girls having a sleepover one night, which did sound fun. Fred muttered something under his breath but you gave him a swift kick to the shin under the table which George snickered at, keeping quiet himself as to not also feel your wrath.

As soon as Fred and George had finished eating they all but dragged you away from the table and up to their bedroom, pausing only briefly for you to shout out your thanks to Molly for a wonderful lunch.

As soon as you were back in their room, you threw yourself down onto the bed, rolling to lie on your stomach as you watched them pull out their trunk of tricks. You'd already agreed earlier on that morning on the train home that you would help them with their new idea for their business, some sort of new confectionary, no doubt with a sinister twist.

From your conversation and actions before lunch, you'd assumed the boys had dragged you upstairs for another reason entirely, but it seemed that their current developments had overshadowed their needs. You had to hold back a laugh at the pair, realising that they were the only two men you knew that would focus on their pranks over sex with their girlfriend.

They had assured you not long after that they had the afternoon and evening all planned out and they would only spend a little time doing this before you could do something more exciting, something you'd really enjoy.

"So they're like puking pastilles but not?" You asked from your position on the bed, bent legs swinging behind you as you watched them concentrate on their project. Fred simply nodded, eyes never once leaving the prototype, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth as he tried to perfect the recipe.

"Kind of, angel," George explained, using his nickname for you, flicking his eyes up to yours as he spoke, "but they don't make the eater sick, just make them turn pale and sickly looking."

"Ahh make them turn into a Weasley then," you joked. George immediately threw a piece of whatever he had in his hand at you in retaliation and Fred simply snorted, still focusing on the task at hand.

It was the most you'd spoken since they began tinkering, their full attention and focus on their creation. It wasn't exactly the day you had in mind and you were quite frankly thoroughly bored, something you very rarely were in the presence of the Weasley twins. You couldn't blame them, they were in the development stage of their new product, which meant perfecting the recipe and then the antidote which took time and patience.

"Are you adding them to the skiving snack boxes?" You asked after a few more moments of silence, trying to occupy yourself as you sat bored in their room.

"No, they're more like an additional add on," George explained, reaching up to grab something beside you on the bed, briefly pausing to touch your leg as he leaned beside you.

"Ah a savvy business move," you replied cheekily.

When it fell silent again, you rolled over onto your back and stared up at the disjointed ceiling, watching how the wooden beams interlocked at awkward angles and looking at all the various memorabilia and stuff that littered the walls of their room. You briefly considered going to visit Ginny and the others before your eyes started to close on their own accord.

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"Bugger bugger bugger!"

You frowned at the sudden burst of noise, your eyes struggling to open and then focus as you realised you'd fallen asleep on the bed. You sat up, squinting at the light from the windows around you and watched in confusion as George paced around the room in a tizzy.

"George?" You asked weakly, your voice not quite working yet. He turned around with such a speed it was almost alarming. His face looked panicked and nervous and you immediately sat further up in concern, your sleepy haze fading rapidly as worry took over you. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Fred, I told him not to but you know what he's like when he gets something in his head and he wouldn't listen," George babbles, messing with his hair as he paces the room.

"Fred? What's wrong with Fred?" You asked, trying to figure out what George was saying.

"He ate the bloody thing!" He says, throwing himself down onto the rickety metal cot in the corner of the room. It suddenly all made sense to you and a lingering unease settled in your stomach as you thought about the dangers.

"Where is he?" You asked quickly, worried that he wasn't in the room.

"Toilet," George mumbles, running his hand through his hair again.

You immediately leapt off the bed and ran out into the corridor, trying to be quiet as to not alert anyone else as you quickly scaled the wooden staircase that lead up to the next level of the burrow where the toilet was.

You quietly knocked on the door, "Freddie?"

You heard a brief, slow shuffle on the other side of the door and the door creaked open to reveal Fred who looked bloody awful.

"Bloody hell," you said without thinking, looking upon the appearance of your boyfriend. He quickly pulled you into the bathroom and closed the door behind you both. You scrunched your nose at the vague smell of sick that hung in the air but you quickly got past it, moving to stand in front of Fred.

He looked ghostly pale and a little green in his undertone, sweat forming like droplets on his forehead where he had pushed back his hair. His eyes looked sunken and dull, no longer twinkling like usual and his under eyes were almost purple looking. You tried not to react, already feeling bad about your subconscious outburst at seeing him and tried to wipe away a few beads of sweat off his brow. To your surprise, they wouldn't actually wipe off and had become an effect of the sinister sweets they'd created. "How you feeling Freddie?" You asked, trying to keep your voice even.

"At least we know they work, a little too well," he says, deflecting the question. He suddenly lurches away from you and shuffles quickly to the toilet as he heaves whilst clutching his stomach, though nothing comes up. "Sorry," he cringes in embarrassment at you seeing that, "thought I'd got through the worst of that."

"How long does is take for the antidote to kick in?" You asked, concerned about the lasting effects, not knowing exactly how long ago he'd eaten it. He didn't verbally reply but instead gave you a little uncomfortable smile, telling you everything you needed to know.

"Fred Weasley!" You whisper yelled, striking him in the shoulder as you realised he hadn't created the antidote yet. "You frigging idiot!" You hit him again and he just stood there and took it, though he did seem to lose a little of his balance.

"It was more to test out the taste," he said quietly, as if it was an excuse for eating the contraption. "Which definitely still needs work by the way, bloody awful aftertaste, too much caramel." You shot him a look of utter bewilderment as he heaved again, frustration building in you as he didn't take it seriously at all, despite looking like a walking corpse and heaving all over the place.

"Come on, you need to lie down," you said, extending your hand to his to lead him back to his bedroom. You lead him down the stairs and into his and George's room, carefully avoiding anyone else in the house.

"Bloody hell," George said, looking up from his hands, not moving an inch since you'd left, as his brother entered the room, seeing him look absolutely awful.

"At least we know it works," Fred says with the hint of a smirk, though his eyes still looked sad and glimmer-less.

"Bed. Now." You ordered, annoyed at his joking especially at a time like this. Surprisingly, Fred complied without any qualms and threw himself down onto the bed, his eyes closing in relief as he lay there. You tipped out a few loose crumbled papers from the waste bin next to the desk and placed it beside the bed incase he needed it.

"George, can you get him some water please?" You asked, turning your attention back to the notes they'd made on the recipes, trying to figure out if any of the ingredients had a reverser you could use to cancel out the effects.

Fred heaved again and you tensed, turning to offer him some help, only to see him half flinging out of bed to lean over to the bin. You stood and reached out for the bin and placed it into his arms, where he kept it secured and never out of reach.

"What do you mean he's sick? Fred, er, George move out the way!" You heard Molly's voice getting louder and louder, matching the influx of panicked footsteps that seemed to be running up the stairs. She immediately burst through the room and made an ungodly sound as looked upon her son, seeing his frighteningly pale complexion and overall malaise as he clutched his bin, looking helpless.

"Oh my boy," she said, running over to him. She immediately put the back of her hand towards his head and frowned at feeling a lack of temperature.

"That's odd," she mutters. "Are you two okay?" She asks, turning to you and George who are standing off to the side, both a little scared of her reaction and Fred's symptoms.

"Yeah mum."

"Yes Molly," you both replied at the same time, trying to sound completely sincere.

"Did he eat anything on the train?" She asks, trying to smooth his hair down in the front to keep it away from his face. You could tell he tried his hardest to hold back the impending heave but he couldn't hold it any longer and dry heaved once again into the waiting bin.

"Cauldron cake," you said, thinking quickly, "he did eat a cauldron cake on the train, but we shared some fizzing whizbees, didn't we George?" You looked at George, imploring him with your eyes to go along with it.

"Yeah," George said suddenly nodding as he looked at you before turning to his mum, "maybe the cake was bad?"

Molly mumbled something in frustration as she looked at Fred before zooming out the door, muttering something about her apothecary kit which might be of use.

"Georgie," Fred says quietly as he tries to get his brother's attention. George moves closer to Fred and leans down so that Fred can whisper in his ear. You frown, watching them secretly converse, wondering what they are saying.

Molly returns not a moment later, armed with an array of various potions and elixirs which could hopefully cure Fred.

The truth was, the only thing that was able to cure their inventions quickly were the antidotes, otherwise the symptoms would stick around for roughly 24 hours at most, the effectiveness of the enchanted foods rapidly decreasing once the 12 hour mark passed with the entire malady vanishing after 24 hours. You and George both knew that Fred would be okay tomorrow but it wouldn't hurt for him to at least take some of the potions to ease his queasiness.

"Here eat this, slowly, that's right," Molly says, thrusting some form of wafer towards Fred. He pulled a disgusted face as he ate it but to his credit he did manage to consume it without gagging and keep it down. "Dehydrated ginger root, it should help with the nausea," she explained to no one in particular as she faffed about in the little case, searching for a specific bottle. She eventually gave up and pulled out her wand, mumbling accio to bring the thing she needed to the front.

"Here, drink this, it's dandelion root and burdock oil, it will help with your complexion and ease your tummy," she said to Fred, smoothing back his hair again as another wave of gagging ran through him.

He took slow sips of the potion and raised his eyebrows at the taste, clearly not expecting it to be so tasty.

"We have that at home," you said, not really sure of why you said it but it was funny to see the wizard if equivalent to a muggle drink.

"Really?" Molly asks, turning to you with a surprised look on her face.

"Yeah but it's just a fizzy drink, not really medicinal anymore," you explained with a laugh, feeling a little silly about your random tangent.

"We need to get some," Fred mumbled, drinking down the rest of the potion enthusiastically, causing Molly to loudly warn him to take it steady.

"We could nip into the village and get some for you?" You turn to George, asking him with your eyes if he'd join you, "I know where they sell it." George nodded with a little shrug. You then turned back to look at Fred and Molly who looked at you in surprise, "if it would make you feel better." Fred nodded enthusiastically with a little smile, already seeing a little more colour coming to his face.

"Oh, how lovely, what a lovely gesture," Molly said with a warm smile. "You can take your father's car, as long as you are safe," she said, fixing George with a look of warning.

"How little you think of me," George said sarcastically.

"Or how well she knows you," you snorted, reaching behind him to search for a sweater in your trunk.

"I'll go get the keys," Molly says, taking her apothecary case with her as she moves out of the room.

"Fuck," you mumbled, still searching for a sweater but not finding any.

"What's wrong?" George asks, moving to stand behind you.

"I can't find my sweater," you mumbled again, trying to dig through your belongings but coming up empty handed.

"We've got plenty, borrow one of ours," George says casually, walking straight over to the drawers on the left side of the room and pulling out a thick knitted cardigan that you'd remembered the both of them wearing to the quidditch World Cup. "This okay?" He asks, extending it towards you.

"It's perfect, thank you," you smile, reaching for it and slipping it around yourself, feeling the warmth and coziness of it already, the wonderfully comforting scent of the twins surrounding you. You couldn't help but raise the fabric of the sleeve up to your nose for a closer smell, your eyes closing as you smiled at the scent. You could tell this one was Fred's from the unmistakable but subtle marshmallow sweetness of his natural scent which George didn't have.

When you looked up, the boys were both watching you with smirks on their faces, clearly seeing everything you'd done. You blushed under their intense gazes and turned away, grabbing a few things you'd need and placing them into the little bag you'd brought, making sure you had your little coin purse of muggle money.

"You ready?" You asked George, who was stood next to Fred quietly talking. He turned and nodded, mumbling out 'nearly' and walked over to the little wardrobe hidden in a nook in the corner before pulling out a blue patterned shirt. He slipped off the polo shirt he'd been wearing and you couldn't help but watch as he stood shirtless, slipping into his blue shirt and slowly buttoning it up. You couldn't take your eyes away from him, admiring his naked torso and staring at the small patch of hair on his chest and the beautiful trail that started just below his naval and stretched downwards. He looked at you, amused with his eyebrow raised as he caught you looking and for the second time in minutes you couldn't help but blush. "Ready," he said with a firm nod, appearing by your side.

"Do you want anything else?" You asked, turning to Fred but found him sleeping, clearly exhausted by his sickness or one of Molly's potions had knocked him out cold. George reached for your waist and smiled as he guided you out the door, slowly closing the wooden door as to not wake his brother as you both went on your little adventure.

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TWINS MASTERLIST

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One-shots

Double Date?

Truly Madly Deeply

Spinnet?

Is That Wrong?

Just Ask

Well Hello There

Work Crush

Just Like You

I Can't Do It

Please Be Careful

Someone Better

Under The Moonlight

I'm Not Fred

Just One

Make A Weasley

She Can't Compare

Series

Mum? / 1 / 2

You're the One I want / 1 / 2

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One-shots

How come?

Nice Try

Something Wrong

I'll Wait, If You Want

HEADCANNONS -both-

At An Arcade

Them In Bed

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[7s3ven]

ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU. oliver wood

( master list )

IN WHICH… Nothing would make Oliver Wood happier than getting a new broom as his Christmas present. That, or Y/N Malfoy finally noticing him. When the two collide at Hogsmeade, Oliver is overjoyed. Perhaps this Christmas, he’ll get two gifts.

“I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know. Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas is you.”

—

“Ah, he’s staring again.” Fred Weasley nudged his twin brother George and pointed over at Oliver. “Do you think he’ll ever actually talk to her?”

“I’ve seen them talk once.” George uttered, his mouth full and his cheeks puffed out. “It was in their second year.”

Fred lightly snorted and waved a hand in front of Oliver’s face. “Wood, you there? You’re drooling this time while staring at her.”

Oliver was snapped out of his trance by the twins’ loud laughter. He frowned. “Knock it off.” He told the pair, taking a sip from his goblet.

“Oh, come on mate, you gotta talk to L/N otherwise she won’t even know you exist.” Fred sighed and quickly added, “And quidditch talk doesn’t count.”

Oliver huffed and rolled his eyes. Talking to Y/N was an almost impossible feat, not just to him. She was Draco Malfoy’s older sister and was basically untouchable. She was Slytherin’s prized queen and the chances of Oliver even being able to talk to her with her posse around was close to zero.

“I’ll talk to her eventually.” He uttered the same excuse he had been using since fourth year. His crush had lasted way too long but he was still determined to win Y/N over.

She wasn’t like the other Slytherins with their mean glares and tendencies to outcast people who weren’t pureblood. She was… nice. Her friends, however, weren’t.

“You’ve fancied her since third year, Oli.” Fred uttered, “Probably before that as well! Just make a move already!”

Oliver’s crush hadn’t begun during first year. It had started before that when he was rushing around Diagon Alley trying to find all his school supplies.

Oliver panted as he attempted to catch his breath. All afternoon he had been rushing from shop to shop to find all the books he needed for his first year at Hogwarts.

He held a pile of novels in his arms and momentarily stopped to marvel at the window of a broom shop. His awe was short lived as someone crashed into his back, sending his supplies everywhere.

“Ah! I’m sorry! I just wanted to look at the new broom!” A H/C-haired girl hurried to pick Oliver’s things up. She shoved everything into his arms, apologizing again.

“You… like Quidditch?” Oliver asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Huh? Of course. Who doesn’t? My father took me to see a game once and it was amazing. Some day, I want to join Hogwarts’ team.”

It was as if Oliver had met his dream girl.

“You’re going to Hogwarts too?!” Oliver exclaimed, his eyes sparkling.

“Yeah! I assume you’re also going, so maybe I’ll see you around.” She outstretched her arm to shake Oliver’s hand, but a black cane pushed her back.

“Don’t socialise with the trash, Y/N.” A man with long blond hair uttered, scowling. Oliver instantly recognized the man as Lucius Malfoy.

“I’ll see you around, Quidditch boy!” Y/N shouted as her father led her away.

That day, Oliver was reminded of where he stood in the scheme of things. He was a lowly half-blood while Y/N came from one of the most esteemed families.

Ever since that day, Oliver had been a little frightened to talk to Y/N, just in case she also referred to him as trash.

Y/N never did end up joining Slytherin’s Quidditch team. Her brother did instead. Oliver guessed it has something to do with her refusal to cheat, and Slytherin was infamously known for cheating.

“Say, are you going to Hogsmeade today, Oli? Perhaps to do a little last minute Christmas shopping?” George questioned, his lips curling into a smirk that could only mean one thing. Trouble.

“If you want to play one of your stupid pranks on me, forget it.” He stood up and silently walked away.

“Ah. He’s in a bad mood because of Y/N again. Jeez.” George rolled his eyes as he stabbed his fork into a carrot.

Oliver was going to visit Hogsmeade, but only to look at Quidditch shops and browse through the technique books. A Hufflepuff girl had asked him out, but he politely refused her offer.

Oliver shoved his hands deep into his warm pockets as he trudged through the thick snow. Hogsmeade wasn’t as busy as it usually was, but that was probably because most sane people wanted to avoid the cold.

The Quidditch captain made an immediate beeline for the broom store. He smiled as he gazed at the window display before entering.

“Good morning!” He kindly greeted the owner, who was an old lady hard of hearing. He immediately walked towards a shelve of books, running his finger over the hard covered spines.

The door opened again, the rusty bell attached to it quietly chiming. “Good morning, Gen!” A feminine voice shouted, piercing the calming atmosphere. Oliver peeked through the books, curious as to who the newcomer was. He could see their winter outfit but not their face.

The girl skipped over to the books, standing on the opposite side of Oliver. She locked eyes with him, and he could see her eyes squint as he smiled, meaning it was a genuine one.

The pair occasionally glanced at each other, jumping when they accidentally made eye contact. The girl tucked a strand of H/C hair behind her hair, quietly humming under her breath. She walked around to the other side of the bookshelf, almost crashing into Oliver.

His heart leaped in his chest as he grabbed Y/N and steadied her. “Sorry.” He said, not being able to muster up any more words.

Y/N silently stared at his face before she gasped. “Oh! Quidditch boy!” She exclaimed, grinning. “I knew I recognized those eyes!” When Oliver sent her a confused look, she laughed. “I’m the girl from Diagon Alley! Before first year, remember?”

“I remember… I’m just wondering why you do.”

“I spent most of my first year looking for you! But I never got your name so it was a bit hard. Then when you joined the Quidditch team and played your first match, I recognized you. I wanted to talk to you after but you seemed to have so many fangirls. I got shy!It’s been ages, jeez. How are you?”

Y/N grinned, an action that set butterflies free in Oliver’s stomach. His cheeks flushed red as he nervously smiled back.

“I’ve… been good. How about you? You never joined the Quidditch team.”

“Well, I don’t exactly like Flint and Draco is already on the team. They don’t need two Malfoy’s.” Y/N sheepishly smiled and laughed.

“I saw you play as a chaser during flying class. You were great. You should join the team some time.” That compliment coming from Oliver Wood, Gryffindor’s very own keeper, was a huge deal. “You’d be a wonderful addition. If only you were in Gryffindor.”

Y/N quietly laughed. “Maybe we’d actually be able to spend time together.” Her gaze flickered to the book Oliver was grasping, “Are you going to buy that? I’ve been looking for a copy of it.” She smiled, and Oliver didn’t have the strength to keep the book to himself when she was looking at him like that.

“No.” He uttered, “I was only looking at it. Here.” He handed it to Y/N.

“Are you sure?” She asked, to which Oliver nodded. “Thanks. I’ll let you borrow it. See you at school, Oliver.” She grinned again, skipping off to purchase the book.

Oliver stared at the ground, chuckling to himself as his cheeks turned rosy red.

School was finally coming to an end. Thank goodness. Oliver didn’t know how much more studying he could take before his brain gave up.

He returned to his dorm, tired and relieved to finally be returning home today. From his dorm, he heard his friends gasp.

“Ay, mate, there’s something on your bed for you.” One uttered as Oliver ended.

He tilted his head to the side and glanced at his mattress. A badly wrapped present sat on it along with a small card and the book he had let Y/N take.

Oliver grabbed the card, curiously staring at the cursive writing.

Consider this an early Christmas gift and my overdue apology on my father’s behalf (for calling you trash). You’re fun to talk to and I hope to see you around next year.

Merry Christmas, Oliver.

- Y/N

Oliver peeled the wrapping paper, almost choking when he saw the newest edition broom. It was shined and groomed to perfection and Oliver was sure he was going to pass out from excitement.

He slowly grasped the book, opening to the first page that was tabbed by a green sticky note.

On the blank page was the writing,

Merry Christmas, Oliver Wood

And underneath was the signature of Oliver’s favourite Quidditch player.

“She’s freaking amazing.” Oliver muttered under his breath, wondering how Y/N had even managed to pull all this off.

Oliver flipped through the pages, noticing how Y/N had annotated the book on his behalf. He was only falling deeper in love.

“I’m going to find Y/N.” He announced to his friends, who cheered.

“Go get ‘er, tiger!”

Oliver hurried out of the common room, wondering where on earth Y/N would be. The castle was huge, it would take him all day to find her. Luckily, he spotted Draco Malfoy walking down the corridor.

“Malfoy.” Oliver called out.

Draco sighed, rolling his eyes. “If you’re looking for my sister, she’s at the Black Lake. Don’t tell my parents you like her otherwise my stupid ship will be ruined.” And with that, he walked off.

Oliver ignored his odd words and rushed to the Black Lake. He saw Y/N sitting alone and humming to herself as she picked at the green blades of grass.

“You didn’t have to get me a broom, you know.” Oliver said, startling Y/N. She jumped slightly.

“You scared me! It wasn’t that much anyway… and it was on sale. So you don’t need to worry.”

Oliver spluttered. Not that much money? It was more than him and his friends’ bank accounts! Even if they combined all their money, it still wouldn’t be enough.

“The book by itself would have sufficed.” Oliver uttered as he took a seat next to Y/N.

“Yeah. But I had to up my game because other girls were eyeing you up.” Y/N grinned as she stood up, dusting the dirt off her skirt, “Merry Christmas, Oli. See you next year.”

Oliver spent his days before Christmas with the Weasley twins and more of his friends. Even Harry Potter was there. But one person was missing, much to his disappointment.

On Christmas Eve, he pondered what Y/N’s words at the Black Lake had meant. “I had to up my game because other girls were eyeing you up”. Did Y/N… like him back?

Oliver sighed, rushing to turn the lamp on his desk on. He pulled out a thick piece of parchment paper and began to messily scribble down his thoughts and everything he didn’t have the courage to say to Y/N in real life.

Oliver stared at his letter, sighing. He tried not to think too much as he rolled it up and sent his owl to the Malfoy Manor.

Meanwhile, Y/N was sitting by her window, relaxing as the fresh breeze blew through her hair. She heard a quiet chirp and opened her eyes to see an unfamiliar brown owl in front of her. It cooed and tilted its head.

Y/N slowly took the letter that was attached to the owl’s leg and got comfortable before she unravelled it.

Dear Y/N,

I know this letter may be unexpected and strange, especially since it’s Christmas Eve but those words you told me at the Black Lake are still stuck in my head. It feels a little lonely without you around. I’m going to be honest here… and hopefully you won’t laugh at how I pour my heart out.

I like you, Y/N. Not just for your looks or your family. You’re gorgeous, but there’s so much more to you that other guys can’t see for some reason. You’re kind and caring and you may as well be in Hufflepuff. Your ambition is admirable and you really know how to light up a room, even if it’s a room as big as the Great Hall.

You don’t look down on other people because they aren’t pure blood or come from a family like yours. Instead, you help them. There’s so many qualities that make you stand out from the crowd and I’m not expecting a reply any time soon, but I just thought you should know all this.

Santa Claus won’t really make me happy with a toy on Christmas Day. Y/N, I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know. Please Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas… is you <3.

- Oliver Wood

P.S, thanks for the broom and book. I’m still trying to find a gift to top that.

Y/N’s lips curved into a smile as she read Oliver’s letter. Her room door was suddenly slammed open. Y/N couldn’t react fast enough and all she could do was place the letter face down on her bed.

“Father.” She greeted him, surprised that he was even home. He was supposed to be on a business trip. “What… are you doing here?”

“Receiving love letters already, Y/N?” Her father carelessly grabbed the parchment, his gaze scanning over the beautifully crafted words. After a moment, he nodded. “What is his blood status?”

Y/N looked at the ground, thickly gulping. “… Half-blood.” She uttered after a second of hesitation.

Her father silently nodded, his stern face never changing. “I’ll allow it.”

“W-What?” Y/N stumbled over her own words. Ever since she was young, her father had preached about the importance of marrying another pure blood so this was entirely out of character for him.

“That Wood boy…” Her father thought for a moment before clicking his tongue, “He’s staying at the Weasley’s house. The elves have packed your bags already. You leave tomorrow morning.”

Y/N was speechless. Was this her father or a random intruder?

“Good night, Y/N.” And with that, he left. Y/N sat on her bed, her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to process what had just happened.

A knock on the door interrupted breakfast for the Weasley family, Oliver, Harry, and Hermione.

Oliver, as charming as ever, stood up. “I’ll get it.” He offered, walking over to the door. He twisted the door knob and yanked it open, coming face to face with Y/N.

She smiled. “I hope I’m not intruding.” She uttered, peeking over Oliver’s shoulder. “I just wanted to quickly say one thing.”

Oliver could feel the prying eyes of Fred and George and he exasperatingly sighed, shutting the door behind him. “Yes?” His heart leaped in his chest as Y/N leaned forward with a grin.

“I like you too, quidditch boy.”

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Hey, sweetie! Could you do something for “Being Harry Potter's twin sister?”. You know... Their whole trajectory, their discovery of Sirius and Remus (who might be her godfather). She has an unusual friendship with Neville and the Weasleys (especially the twins and Fred, who she has a crush on and is fully reciprocated with). Thanks for the attention 🌷🩶.

Being Harry Potter's Twin sister Headcanons:

Paring: Fem!Reader x Brother!Harry Potter, Fem!Reader x Fred Weasley.

Summary: your life as the chosen one's sister.

A/n: so I might split this up with each year. Sorry this took so long and it's not edited.

🧡Master List 🧡Potter MasterList

So I feel like you and Harry would be totally different, and it might sound stereotypical, but you look like your mom with your dad's eyes.

Also you do have a scar, I looks like Harry's but it's on your wrist.

Most muggles and wizards forget your twins beacuse you look nothing alike.

With Harry I think he trusts adults a little too quick, with the treatment the Dursly's caused I think you'd have major trust issues. You only really trust Harry.

Harry is almost extremely over protective of you and sometimes thinks he's the older brother because he happens to be taller and five minutes older. “you know I'm five minutes older than you, right?”

“why does that bloody matter?”

Harry would do anything to keep you safe from Dudley and the other Dursley, I think Petunia would be harsher on you because you remind her so much of Lily and Dudley just think it's a game to terrioz you.

“keep your hands off her!” Harry shouted and pushed your cousin off you aching body.

People Don't know how relieved you were to get your Hogwarts letter.

Year one:

Like I said before you don't trust people as easy as Harry does, so when Hagrid came to rescue you two you were very reluctant and let Harry do most of the talking.

I'd say the Dursly's treatment causes you to be jumpy and very much aware of your surroundings, meaning you were hiding behind Harry when Hagrid came by.

But you learned to trust him during the trip to Digon Ally, he got Harry an owl and you a Ferrett named Seeley.

You also discovered your wand was related to The 'murder' Sirius Black's wand.

The first person you'd actually meet first is Fred and George, Hagrid had taken you to a candy shop in Digon ally and you both were after the last box of all flavor beans.

“you go ahead” he smiled when he saw you flinch back. “no, you” you respond.

Fred shook his head with a smile and handed you the colorful box. “no, you shouldn't take things from a pretty lady” that made you blush and take the box nervously.

And saved by the bell wizard, Harry called your name. “I got it go... Bye”

He didn't even get your name. Fred watched you run away with hearts in his eyes. George looked at him confused when he saw no candy in his hands.

“Georgie, I think I'm in love” he smiled like an idiot.

George, not knowing how to respond smiled.

When you got to Hogwarts you met Neville Longbottom and Draco Malfoy.

You had found Neville's Toad Trevor and was the one to return him. I think Neville would be star struck with you, your kindness to him and how pretty you were, he definitely had a crush on you immediately.

With Draco he just had infatuation, with Fred and Neville it was actual attraction(Neville more at the time) but with the Blonde Slytherin he saw you as someone he could get back at his parents with. The daughter of Lilly and James, Lucicus hated them and his eyes it would be a perfect opportunity to rebell a little.

You saw right threw him, you may not trust people immediately, but you do like to get to know them before you pass judgment. Draco lost your judgment as soon as he disrespected Ron and the rest of the Weasleys.

“listen you little Ferrett, leave Ron and his family alone”

I don't think the twins would take you being teased lightly, Fred didn't really care what Draco thought about him but him saying something about you or George is usually the last straw.

Anyway, the sorting hat didn't know what house to put you in. He was stuck between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. “your a lot smarter than people give you credit for...your also brave, maybe even braver than your brother”

The hat did consider your feelings, he didn't just put you in Gryffindor because you were afraid to be separated from Harry, he did because he wanted to prove how brave and strong you were.

Gryffindor was ecstatic to have both Potters, especially Fred and George. They both cheered with the rest of their house mates and gave you the empty spot next to them.

With that I think you'd have your own trio, you are very close to Hermione and Ron both, but your defently best friends with the twins.

Your also close with Neville, people might think your a body guard and would even teas him for it, but you actually love Neville company and think he's tougher than he relizes.

Some people might not realize you got on the Quidditch team beofer Harry, you became a Chaser.

During your first game the twins wouldn't leave your side, Fred was afraid you'd get hurt. I think the whole team was considering you were a first year.

Harry's broom was the only one that was supposed to get jinxed but you got in the way. You got swang around like crazy while the twins and Oliver tried to help you. It drove Harry crazy he couldn't help you, but he had his own jinxed broom to deal with too.

Ron and Hermione of course thought it was Snape, but it wasn't. He was concentrated on helping you... Even more than Harry.

You remind him of Lily... like a lot, so I think it would make him less biter towrds you. Yeah it'll hurt him to see you at first, but I think he wouldn't be harsh on you like he is Harry.

During the holiday we know Harry saw your parents in the mirror of erase, but as much as you loved your parents I don't think that's what you saw. You can't change the past, so you just wanted some kind of family. So when you looked in the mirror you saw the Weasleys.

You and the twins had been extremely close, especially Fred. During the holidays Molly sent you a sweater with your initial and Fred got you a paracord bracelet with a heart charm. He and george had matching ones(minus the heart) so at the time it was friendship bracelets.

When you went to see the mirror by your self Professor McGonagall cought you, she really liked you and thought you were a bright student. You don't get to show it much because Hermione always beats you too it.

Speaking of professors and Hogwarts staff, I think Hagrid would help you discover your love for animals and magical creatures. Which ment you were pissed when Draco ragged about Hagrid's baby dragon.

Your love for magical creatures also helps you and the golden trio get passed Fluffy the three headed dog.

You and Hagrid bonded over talking about animals and you guys grew closer because of that.

It still bewilders Ron how you saw innocents in the dog and though he was cute.

You didn't want to go back to the Dursly's, but with the events that transpired this year you were afraid to stay at Hogwarts too, but you couldn't help but love the place, as dangerous as it was it was also safe and full of wonderful people.

Year two:

So for starters I think Doby would annoy the hell out of Harry's sister and I think she would be pissed off he was at the Dursly's warring them instead of Ginny or Hermione or even Colin.

So when you got back from Hogwarts you and Harry did have to share Dudley's second bedroom, it was cramped and always hot, but it was better than living under the staircase.

So, remember when the Dursly's tried to stop Harry from going to the Burow with the Weasley's? Well Harry did get in their little blue Angler, but when he did Vernon grabed you causing Fred to jump through the window and get you.

Molly would be so happy to see you again and even kinda embarrassed Fred. “y/n darling, I'm so glad your hear... Fred hear wouldn't shut up about you all summer”

“mom!” Fred look embarrassed while George was trying to cover his laughter for his brother's sake.

The burow is big but it's also cramped at times, so you and the twins share a room, your best friends and your comfortable with each other. Your just kids right now and there's no dirty thoughts to it just three best friends having a sleep over.

Thoses night Fred found out about your nightmares, George is a heavy but one night you woke up Fred when you were tossing and whimper beacuse of them. You only remember your parents death in your dreams and currently your adventures from last year.

Fred comferted you through out the night. He didn't make you talk about it, just held you. George teased you guys when he woke up the next morning and saw you guy cuddling. You guys let it slide since he didn't know the situation.

But, During your stay I think you'd grow closer to George, your both the quieter of the twins and are usually the followers. You would tell him you hated all the attention being Harry's sister brings.

Fred would get jealous, really jealous but he loves you both too much to bring it up. George knows how much Fred cares about you and your relationship with George is strictly Platonic.

George knows Fred like the back of his hand and he told him that. “you know we're just friends, right? I'd never hurt you like that”

Speaking of friends, since it's ginny's first year you and the twins are all pretty protective, which ment you were about to kick Draco's teath out when he was hassling her at the book shop in Digon ally.

“touch her and it'll be the last thing you ever do”

You also despise Lockheart, You and the twins spend most of the year messing with him. Especially when it comes to quizes about himself.

“my favorite smell isn't the ass of a hairless dog!” Lockheart yelled after reading our answers.

You broke your arm during the Quidditch match where Draco and Harry we're going add it. The people and the teams were too busy watching your brother to realize you got knocked off your broom.

Fred cought you before you could hit the ground and he took you to madam Pomfrey with George and Hagrid's help.

That day you realized since you weren't the chosin one like Harry you weren't that inresting. But that didn't matter to your closest people. To Fred you were the greatest thing to ever enter hogwarts.

He stayed with you the entire time and helped you with assignments till you got better.

You weren't part of this year's adventure. You were too worried about taking care of Ginny and Hermione.

Years 3:

So after the whole blowing up aunt marge incident you went to the Burow(in this universe you go straight there).

You told the twins about aunt Marge and they couldn't stop laughing. You now call it "the incident" and it kinda became inside joke, Ginny getts annoyed with not knowing what it means.

“you keep saying 'the incident'! What doses that mean?”

You did find about Sirius black and that he was Harry's godfather. You would think he'd be yours too but really it was never confirmed since Lilly wanted Remus to be the godfather.

Remus told you about the once playful argument that James and Lily had about that. I think you'd grow really close to Remus.

He's the first adult you trusted immediately. You tell him everything and he becomes the first ever real father figure you've ever had.

Aurther is kinda of a father figure but you don't want to see him that way since your in love with his son.

Anyway, you find out about Remus being a werewolf just beacuse you were wondering around on a full moon, you weren't scared like a normal person should be which suprised him. You promised to never say anything.

It got annoying when Hermione kept asking werewolf questions when she started to have her suspicions.

You were relieved when you found out Sirius didn't actually kill your parents. You found out Sirius was really fun to be around. While Remus was a shoulder to cry on or sortof a body guard, Sirius was c comedic relief and learned how to make you and Harry laugh.

Year 4:

Your fourth year is when Fred and you really started to act on your feelings. When you went to the Quidditch world cup, Fred kissed you after your favorite team won.

Since death eaters showed up it was short lived and you guys didn't really speak of it till later.

You didn't try to get your name in the goblet of fire like your two best friends, nor was your name put in there.

It was bizarre... You wanted to do it just to prove you were just as brave and important as Harry. Fred helped you relize how important and loved you were during the last two summers, but since your name didn't get put in there like Harry's you felt pushed to the side lines again.

Fred was a little bit upset at your mindset. He didn't want you thinking you were useless but he also didn't want you in danger.

“why would you want to! It's dangerous, I don't know what I'd do If you got hurt!”

Then it turned into an argument. “I want to do It because I'm tired of being in his shadow I want to prove I'm just as strong! And why dose it matter if I was in the tournament or not?”

“beacuse I love you! The Wizarding world might not have chosen you but I do... And I know we're just kids but I do know that I love you”

Your heart melt and if felt like all your walls came crashing down. You knew you were important to him, but it finally clicked that you were is first choice from the beginning. No Harry, no chosin crap, he just wanted you.

You had your first real kiss in mouths. A rough but passionate kiss. He poured so mush love and emotion in it, he wanted to prove he wanted you and only you.

Then you became a couple, a few side problems kinda showed up. Hermione and Krum, then you and Neville... He wanted to asks you out so bad but then he finally had the confidence to ask you out he found you and Fred kissing.

You knew when something was bothering Neville, he became stand-offish and wouldn't really talk to you. When he confronted you all his emotions came out. He told you everything and even end his rant that he rather have you as a friend than not having you at all.

“but then I realized our friendship means more to me than anything, I'm happy for you and Fred but I don't want to lose my best friend”

“You won't...”

The Yule Ball was so much fun, you of course went with Fred and everything was perfect.

Having Cedric die was hard, you wernt close to him but having him die made you appreciate you brother again. You two became distant since you felt put on the side lines, but when you thought about Harry dying you couldn't help but cry.

“you and me against the universe” Harry said after you talked about it to him. “I'll always protect you and I'm sorry if you felt like I pushed you away”

Harry really did feel bad, but he felt even worse when he found out about you and Fred. He's been so busy he didn't even know you have a boyfriend for like three months.

He was happy for you both, he trust you'd be treated right and didn't feel like he had to put up an over protective brother facade.

Year 5:

So Remus is defently over protective and put the fear of murlin in Fred, but he knew Fred was a good guy.

You and Fred also worked hard to get Tonks and Remus together. You knew how much he loved her but he wouldn't act upon it.

Also with Voldemort back you were eager to join the order of the Phoenix, even if you weren’t old enough. And you better believe Fred would be right behind you.

“I'm in” you said.

“NO!” Remus and Sirius both said at the same time.

Okay so it's your fith year and Fred's last year, it's kinda of upsetting but it just encourages you guys to make the most of the year.

You love helping the boys sell their products and even help come up with some new ideas.

Rather the product are safe or not your usually the one to sell the product to fellow classmates, especially the females. George says to can sell a drowning man water.

The year was great... Till the pink monster showed up and started changing everything.

She got under Fred's skin like crazy and Umbridge knew it, he didn't really care what she did to him, took away one of his prank toys he doesn't care he'll just make a new one but what he didn't lightly is when you had to endore one of her detentions.

You didn't want the boys knowing or worry Fred and Harry. He accidentally found out when he grabed your soar hand the wrong way.

“I'm gonna end her!”

You had to grabe him and convince him if he did anything he'd get kicked out of school... Which he didn't care.

You knew about them dropping out and you even help plan their excape.

After they left Fred wrote to you almost every day, filling you in about the shop and telling you about the success.

You couldn't be more proud of them and even planed on working there that summer but the end of there made you forget about it.

Sirius had died protecting you, Bellatrix was about to use the same spell on you that she used on Mr. And mrs. Longbottom. Neville tried to protect you but Sirius bet him to it the only cost was his life.

During the summer you mostly stayed with the twins and worked at the shop, things got better and Fred worked hard to cheer you up.

He loves spending most of his time with you and doesn't really care if people see.

“your not supposed to get handsy with the staff” you joked.

“I won't tell if you want”

Year 6:

Not Much happened... That concerned you at least. You spent most of your year hanging out with Neville and Luna.

Harry and the other two were to busy worrying about Draco and you just didn't have the energy to care.

You quite the Quidditch team after an acadent last year so you usually helped Luna or who ever narrat the game.

You did worry about Draco though, he looked so alone and no one really cared, all Harry cared about was proving he was doing something wrong.

He grew so much respect for you when you found him crying, you didn't judge him like he expected... Just let him cry.

You filled Fred and George in about the closet stuff and how the school is going down hill.

After the school year you went home with the twins after Dumbledore's funeral, as awful as it might sound you weren't too affected by his death. You felt like Dumbledore never really cared about you or your brother.

Year 7:

So you spent most of the Summer paining and decorating for Billy's wedding, it was a good distraction.

During the battle of the seven Harry's George protected you because the death eaters would expect you to be with Fred, George got his ear blown off because he was protecting you.

After the wedding got ambushed you ended up going with the golden trio, Fred tried to go after you but Charlie stoped him I'm fear for his brother.

You spent most of the time listing to the radio with Ron, making sure George or Fred's name isn't mentioned.

During the battle of Hogwarts the twins didn't leave your side.

“you okay freddie? Y/n?” George asked.

“I'm scared” you admitted. Fred pulled you to his side and held you while George held your free hand. “I won't let anything hurt you”

When things got really heated during the battle you got separated from the two, you and George ended up meeting up in what used to be the charms room.

You started to panic when you didn't see Fred. “Wait, where's fred”

George couldn't stop you and ran in search for him, before you could even register what was happening Fred shielded you from a killing curse.

Even if your brother won the battle you lost the love of your life, you didn't really want to see anyone except George and even that hurt... Looking at his face and seeing the same eyes and freckles.

George promised if anything happens to Fred he'd make sure you'd be alright.

Super mega happy ending:

So if you chose this ending Fred didn't die, you guys got betten up but that's all.

A year later you guys got married and you worked as the care of magical creatures professor at the school, during the summer you worked with your husband and brother-in-law.

You had twins, a boy and a girl. Fred cried when he found out you'd he having twins.

George and Angelina were of course the god parents.

You are very protective of your kids, always making sure they're okay and on the anniversary of your parents death your twins sleep with you.

Your daughter is just like Fred, a total minnis in the best way possible, your son is the quieter one... Much like you and George.

Your twins joined the Quidditch team and got sorted into Gryffindor like every other Potter and Weasley.

You couldn't be more happy or proud of your family.

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~ Fuck up the friendship - G.W ~

summary: Fuck Up The Friendship by Leah Kate

pairing: George Weasley x SlytherinxReader

warnings: drinking

word count: 2,287

a/n: Requests are open! Prompt list is there if you guys want extra ideas!

Master-List - Prompts

The chorus of music and chattering echoed so loud that it came past the entrance into the Gryffindor common room, letting all the passers-by know that an after Quidditch party was in full swing. Y/N jogged up the stairs with Harry and Ron trailing slowly behind. Y/N needed the two boys so she could also get into the common room as she wasn't a Gryffindor, but a Slytherin. As they all reached the painting the boys turned around to look at her with a look.

"What?" Y/N said confused at the two boys.

"Hands," Ron said so matter-of-factly. This was a normal thing when the two boys let Y/N into the common room, she had to put her hands over her ears to block the password as if Fred and George haven't already told her. The younger boys didn't know that though so she did as they asked.

After a mutter of the password from the boys, the painting opened and the common room full of life came into view. People of every coloured robe littered the main common room area, every colour except Green. The match had been Slytherin vs Gryffindor so obviously when Gryffindor was victorious and the party began no Slytherin was going to party to their loss, no one except Y/N. She was after all Fred and George's best friend and cheered for them even against her own team.

As Y/N walked in the room behind Harry and Ron, the twins immediately bounded over cheering and lifted Y/N onto their shoulders as she started laughing at them.

"A toast to Y/N! The only Slytherin to come party!" George screamed over the loud crowd which earned a roar from the other houses in the room.

"You know I only came for you two, you dimwits." Y/N chuckled as the twins settled her down on the sofa in the middle of the room. As they placed her down they both sat on either side of her body with their arms behind her trapping her in between them. She wasn't even gonna deny that she loved the twins like her own family. Y/N is an only child from a pureblood family line, when she got placed in Slytherin she was welcomed with open arms, then she became best friends with Fred and George, and now people question if the hat placed her in the correct house.

Fred and George knew Slytherin was exactly where Y/N belonged. They've all been friends since the first year despite the housing gap they spent any time they could together, which included all the pranks they pulled together. They also loved how every Quidditch game she cheered for them, not the Gryffindor team, just them. Even if it does earn her dirty looks from other Slytherins when they're playing.

"So how are my two favourite string beans?" Y/N said pulling the two twins closer towards her.

"String beans? Says the person built like a baked bean?" Fred laughed handing Y/N a drink.

"A bak- A BAKED BEAN?" Y/N shouted while turning to face Fred, leaning closer into George as she turned. The trio broke into immediate laughter which caused a few eyes to float their way. One of those eyes being none other than Hermione Granger herself who had finally got into the Quidditch party spirit and had a little bit to drink. Seeing Y/N sat with the twins gave Hermione a perfect idea so she skipped over to them and grabbed Y/N by the wrist, pulling her to a standing position.

"Is this your not so subtle way of asking me to dance, Granger?" Y/N laughed following Hermione's pull into the crowd. She turned back to give a wink to the twins before giving Hermione her full attention.

"You just spend so much time with Fred and George! We need some girl time!" Hermione raised her voice to be heard over the loud crowd they were entering. Y/N loved how the younger trio treated her, she didn't think they'd be so accepting of her with her being a Slytherin and a pureblood. However, when Y/N punched Malfoy in their second year for calling Hermione a mudblood, they all knew she different than how they first thought.

Voices started to drown around the girls as the music was turned up and the dancing began. Y/N loved how much more outgoing Hermione had become over the past few years and Hermione just liked that she had another girlfriend considering how often she was around Ron and Harry. The girls swayed in rhythm together as the drinks got to their heads more and more. Just as the second some came to an end Hermione looked over towards the sofa that Fred and George were still sat and noticed something.

"Someone's staring at you," Hermione said in a singsong voice in Y/N's ear. Y/N didn't even know who she meant but her blood pressure shot up at the idea. She tried to do a subtle left and right look to see if it was anyone around her and when she couldn't see who Hermione meant she got quite disappointed.

"Like fully behind you, do a spin," Hermione whispered in her ear grabbing her hand and spinning her. As she spun all Y/N could see was George looking in her direction.

"You mean Weasley?" Y/N was shocked and confused if that was who Hermione was talking about. She knew it wasn't when she immediately looked at her with her eyebrows raised.

"Why did you just go bright red? George? You like George!?" Hermione shouted a little bit too loud. Y/N quickly shushed Hermione and did a quick spin to make sure no one heard her shout.

"No of course not! You said someone was looking at me and I turned around and seen him!" Y/N tried to quickly cover herself even though she knew Hermione had already seen her go bright red.

"No, you idiot I meant Dean Thomas! He's stood behind the couch against the wall!" Y/N once again turned around and looked past George to see Dean Thomas who was in face staring at her. George however noticed that she looked straight past him and he couldn't deny he was disappointed. George then saw someone walk from behind him and straight towards the girls, his whole body immediately tensed up so much that even Fred noticed.

"You okay mate?" Fred asked nudging George. George silently took a sip of his drink and nodded. Fred followed George's eye-line to discover what he was staring so intently at, then he realized.

"You know you can't be too cross of guys flirting with her, she's super attractive and lovely to everyone." Fred didn't want his brother to feel like this but George never showed any signs of being interested in Y/N when she was around so how would she know. George just turned to stare at Fred.

"I know I haven't told her but I don't wanna fuck up our friendship if she doesn't like me back, she deserves to be happy." George knew he should tell her eventually, just in case she does feel the same about him. However, he couldn't deny how terrified he was of the idea that she won't feel the same and then won't want to be around him anymore. He'd rather love her in private than lose her in public, "If she likes Dean or wants to potentially be with someone else then she deserves the world."

"Well, I don't think she wants Dean because she's walking back this way." Fred pointed at Y/N and George immediately shot his sight towards her. Y/N had her hand gently on Dean's arm with her other arm around Hermione. She then shook her head and walked back towards the couch away from Dean who couldn't hide the disappointment on his face as she returned to the twins. On the flip side, George couldn't hide his excitement as Y/N came back and flopped on the couch in the middle of the twins.

"Back with my favourite boys," Y/N said loudly as she ruffled both of their hairs. George felt the heat rise to his cheeks and Fred just smirked at both of them.

"So what did Dean want?" George asked trying to hide the evident jealousy in his voice. Y/N turned to look straight at him and he could feel the alcohol hit his head or was it butterflies in his stomach? Without even thinking about it Y/N reached out to move a piece of hair that was on his face to the side. Once she brushed the hair past his ear she let her hand fall slowly down his cheek and then she turned to face the crowd like that didn't just happen. Fred noticed and his eyes went wide and darted back to the crowd as well. George just kept his gaze towards her before slowly looking back towards Fred to see what he thought.

"He wanted to go to Hogsmede this weekend on a date, sweet kid but I told him I already had plans." Y/N chuckled as she talked about it. She did think Dean was a sweet kid but dating someone two years under her was a no-go for her. Plus she already liked someone else, but she wasn't gonna tell them that.

"Do you have plans?" Fred asked curiously.

"Yeah! It's mine and Hermione's national muggle games night. Once a month we play a muggle board game she brings in and chat about secret stuff!" Y/N clapped like it was Halloween and they'd just blown up something. George felt happy that she couldn't go with Dean even if it did feel selfish.

"Anyway! I love you boys but I'm gonna leave because I gotta be up to study tomorrow!" With too much energy that she should have Y/N jumped up off the couch and waved goodbye to both boys before even giving them a chance to say goodbye. Fred just kept looking at George until he finally realized he was being stared at.

"Well?" Fred said motioning to the exit.

"Well, what?" George asked completely clueless. For a minute Fred just stared at George in complete disbelief. Part of Fred just wondered if George was a complete idiot.

"Go walk her back!" Fred said practically pushing George out the door himself.

Meanwhile, Y/N had begun to semi-drunkenly wander around the castle thinking to herself. She thought she was all alone until she heard footsteps getting increasingly close to her, she thought without a doubt that a teacher was following her and she was in trouble for sure. Until a hand was placed on her shoulder and she turned to see her favorite person in the world.

"Georgie! I thought for sure you were a professor and that I was in so much trouble!" Y/N said attaching onto George like a koala. She was one of the only people that could tell them apart and he loved her for it. Nobody else bothered enough to try, but she did. She did because she knew it mattered to George who always seemed to be overlooked.

"Well, I couldn't let you roam the halls alone that would be very mean of me," George laughed as he pulled her in under his arm so they began walking side by side cuddled as they walked. "So are you going to arrange to see Dean another day?"

"No, I don't like him in a romantic way he's just a friend. What about you though I never see you with any girls, anyone you've got your eye one?" Y/N questioned without having the confidence to look up at George in case he said someone and she couldn't hide her disappointment.

"Just one," George announced with a breathy sigh after it. He wanted so badly to tell her but once again he just couldn't he wasn't brave enough. Ironic for a Gryffindor. Y/N couldn't deny her disappointment, although he didn't say a name he seemed happy just thinking about it and that's all she wanted. For him to be happy.

"Well, whoever it is she I hope she's fantastic. As long as we remain best friends, I couldn't bear to lose you." Y/N smiled looking up at George who looked back down at her.

"George I-"

"I know we're best friends, I know this might cost me you but I just can't not tell you after seeing you tonight. Y/N I've been crazy about you for years and I know you might not feel the same as we've never talked about it nor have you ever shown any interest in me but I-"

"Georg-"

"Just please don't say you hate me I promise I'll never bring it up if you don't fe-"

"I love you, George." Y/N said loudly so George couldn't cut her off again. With a moment of shock, he stopped walking and just looked down at her. The girl he's loved for years saying she feels the same. She always has.

With what seemed like a stupid moment of bravery George grabbed Y/N and held her up against a wall so her legs wrapped around his hips. Their faces were centimetres apart and both of their hearts were racing at what was happening.

"Let's fuck up the friendship," George whispered. All Y/N could do was nod and stare at the boy she loved who had just admitted how he felt for her. Without another word, their lips met and they don't even know how long they stayed there for.

All Y/N knew was she now had a more personal reason to cheer him on at matches now, and she couldn't be happier for it.

#harry potter #george weasley #george weasley fanfiction #george weasley fanfic #george weasley imagine #george weasley x reader #george weasley x you #george weasley x y/n

[thomasisaslut]

Harry Potter Masters-List

ONESHOTS

Severus Snape:

Laetus || Severus Snape x F!Reader

Delayed Gratification || Severus Snape x F!Reader

Punishment || Severus Snape x F!Reader

Oral(F) || Severus Snape x F!Reader

Headmaster || Severus Snape x F!Reader

Anal Sex || Severus Snape x M!Reader

Lucius Malfoy:

Masquerade || Lucius Malfoy x F!Reader

DDLG || Lucius Malfoy x F!Reader

Draco Malfoy:

First Time? || Draco Malfoy x F!Reader

Weasleys:

Duplex Victory || Weasley Twins x F!Reader

Remus Lupin:

Sex Toys || Remus Lupin x F!Reader

Other:

Orgy || L.M x R.L x S.S x F!Reader (Feat. Snucius)

STORIES

Amorentia || Severus Snape x F!Hufflepuff reader

#hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #severus snape #severus x reader #severus x y/n #cedric diggory #hermione granger #harry potter #severus snape x reader #draco malfoy #lucius malfoy x reader #lucius malfoy #fred weasley #george wealsey x reader #fred wealsey fic #george weasely smut

[astralissas]

Sacrifice - Master List

Summary: Daughter of notorious Death Eater, Corban Yaxley, and best friend to the Weasley twins, you find yourself dragged into the Second Wizarding War pledged to a side you'd vowed never to support. But all will be justifiable if it means you can protect the ones you love -- at any and all costs.

Pairing: George Weasley x Yaxley Reader

Word Count: TBD

Warnings: Coming Soon

Part 1 Part 2

#george weasley x reader

[sweetpandorabox]

The Harry Potter boys having a crush on the reader (female) who happens to be one of the most gorgeous people at the school.

I’d love it if you also added Seamus Finnigan to your usual list in this case :)

I love love love your work here 💋

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

A/N : My first-ever request ever! I can't tell you how excited I am to receive one of these, thank you so much anonymous for sending this request, and since you ask I shall deliver, hope you enjoy this and I'm hoping I made you exactly what you ask for! anyways hope everyone enjoys reading love you sexy. xx (P.s let me know which one was your favorite down in the comments mine was definitely Neville he's so cute omfg!).

Story Setting : For this one I'll make an adjustment and make the Female reader in this case (Y/N), the same year group as Harry Potter and she's a girl who's obviously drop dead gorgeous, kind, smart and pretty much the whole dream package, who happens to catch every guys attention and love from boys in her year group, at Hogwarts including guys above her year group like Oliver, Cedric and The Weasley Twins.

Terms 📖:

Y/N - Your name

Y/L/N - Your last name

Y/E/C - Your eye color

Y/H/C - Your hair color

Y/H - Your house

Warnings⚠️: None what's so ever it's pure fluff.

Word Count: 7,671

List of Characters :

Seamus Finnigan

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Oliver Wood

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Blaise Zabini

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

Seamus Finnigan :

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You met Seamus by walking down the corridor one day on your way to your next class, which was Herbology, reading a book titled 'One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi' not noticing a single thing on your way or what's going around you. While you're distracted trying to revise last minute before a test, you bolted straight into Finnigan's figure, Thud! a sound erupted loudly as you both fell backward as your books were scattered across the floor, taking a minute to rub the small of your back due to the fall, you start to laugh at the incident as Finnigan straighten himself up about to yell, he takes a good look at your gorgeous smile and your silk like laugh forcing himself to swallow back the urge to yell, as to ask why you weren't watching where you were going, before turning into a slight shade of crimson. "U-uhm, would you like some help?" He offers, talking in his usual thick Irish accent offering a hand, you look up with a smile still displayed on your face taking his hand in an offer, and said "Thank you, and oh... I'm so sorry I bumped into you like this, I was trying to revise last minute I was on my way to the greenhouse you see", his mouth gaped open not meeting your eyes, as he watched you speak to him with the crimson color still apparent on his face, all he can master up was "It's quite alright...here let me help you pick up your books", he reaches the 2 books scattered near him before picking up the Herbology book you were reading as you reach for it simultaneously, your hand brushed against his, you both smile at each other with red upon your cheeks as he offers to carry your books for you to Herbology, which you accepted the offer to. You and Seamus managed to introduce yourselves to each other and talk a lot about things before finally arriving at the Hogwarts Greenhouse, you give him a quick hug and a thank you with a smile for carrying your books for you as you enter the greenhouse, filling Seamus's heart with warmth and adoration.

What he's like once he starts to like you⬇️

He offers to carry your books or carry your things every single time when he gets the opportunity or saw you walking down a corridor somewhere.

He always tries to show you cool tricks and magic that the learns to impress you, but since he's clumsy and prone to set himself up in an explosion it never seems to work out, but you've always kept a laughed and help him clean up which made him fall harder for you.

Every time he walked into a room he managed to find you first and yell out your name catching your eyes before giving you his charming Irish smile as he make his way over to talk to you.

He's known to be silly, wild and a normal teenage boy around Dean and his other friends but when he's around you he's quite shy, nervous, and a lot more attentive which made you smile at the thought of him being a completely different person around you.

He remembers the littlest things about you through a conversation or through general staring and when he doesn't know certain things about you, he's willing to ask your friends about it.

He wears gorgeous-smelling colognes and grooms his hair tidy when he knows he has classes with you that day or could run into you at any given time to make sure you notice his good looks and efforts.

He'd always ask about your day during the dinner feast time and make sure that you've had a good day and if not he'd always try and make you laugh just to make your day a little better.

Harry Potter:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

"Oh thank god you're here dear, just in time" Madam Pomfrey stated, "Good afternoon Madam, can I help you with something?" you asked kindly, "Yes dear Mr. Potter over there has injured his leg falling off his broom during Gryffindor's quidditch practice, It's just a sprained ankle, but I've given him the antidote he needs to put out the pain and it should fix it right up, I just need you to watch the bruising on his ankle once the bruising is gone come and get me as fast as you can, I need to speak to Professor Dumbledore about something urgent at this time", she mentioned as she lay a supportive hand on your shoulder, "Of course Madam, I'll go see him now" you reassure her with a smile as she walked out of the hospital wing making her way to Dumbledore's office. You slide the curtain divider aside and look over at the chosen one who's peacefully laying on the bed with his right ankle compressed and wrapped with a bandage as the purple and blackish hue of his bruises shine through the clean and white bandage. "Hello Harry, are you alright?" you ask the tired-looking boy, "Hi Y/N, yeah I'm alright just a bit of a sprained ankle that's all, I wasn't looking at where I was flying my broom towards, to focus on that snitch to notice I've rammed myself over the goal post and fallen off my broom landing on my ankle" he mentioned giving you a weak smile, "Oh I'm so sorry that happened Harry, well I'm here to watch over your busies and keep you company" you smile at him taking his hand in yours gently not noticing his face turning beetroot red at your hand touching his, from here you spark up conversations with Harry you even managed to get the chosen one to smile and laughs at some of your stories and opinions on random matters as he did to you visa versa, not forgetting to keep an eye on his bruise or asking if Harry's okay a couple of times just to make sure, "Thank you for keeping an eye on me and keeping me company", Harry said smiling at you, "It's no problem Harry, I actually volunteered to help Madam Pomfrey once week, I desire to be a matron like her when I grow up you see, even better if I can be a healer that travels all around the world that is", you smile looking away at Harry's ankle, Harry was struck by love as he watches your magnificent face peering over his ankle, which made his heart skip 2 to 3 beats faster, "Wow Y/N, I didn't know that you had such passion and desire for medical, but why would you want to work in such filed if you don't mind me asking?" you paused and look into Harry's green eyes saying, "Well I want to help all the witches and wizards I can, I want to save everyone form pain, injuries, jinxes and even death itself, there's no better job then making other people's life easier and better I find that concept to be quite rewarding" you reply ruffling Harry's hair all messy as he chuckles lightly taking your hand away form his hair gently lowering it back down, holding your intense eye contact back not daring to break it, "Well I-uh I know you'd make a good matron one day, that's for sure", you both share an adoring smile towards each and before long Harry's bruise had completely disappeared which forces you to leave him and get Madam Pomfrey for last minute check ups.

What he's like once he starts to like you ⬇️

He's the type to be really awkward and nervous around gorgeous girls which leads him to smile while he has liquid in his mouth at you or trip over something while walking too busy keeping his attention and eyes right on you.

He likes talking about the things you like and pretends to like them himself despite not having a single clue about the things you like, he just wants to hear you talk about yourself.

He likes the way your hair smells so whenever you're distracted and he's slightly close to you he'd go in for a light sniff and smile happily to himself.

He lets you borrow his class notes in any subject just so he has a reason to come and see you or talk to you about it.

He asks Hagrid to help him introduce you to Buckbeak the Hippogriff so he trusts you giving Harry himself a chance to take you on a flying ride just so that you two can have a moment of intimacy together.

He's the first one to check up on you if he finds out you're ill or is really upset over something before the other guys on this list.

When you're having a conversation with him he tilts his head, and his pupil grew bigger which turned him into a cute little puppy.

Ron Weasley:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You walked over to the Hogwarts great hall with a couple of Y/H acquaintances, chatting away your day as you arrived just in time for dinner, choosing to sit next to one of your closest friends you eat away your dinner having just enough to eat and stuffing a bit of dessert at the end. After what felt like a good meal you watched as a first-year student from your house was looking a little upset, he was toying around with the food he put on his plate and a slight pout appearing on his face, the kindness of your heart couldn't resist at the thought of making him feel better or at least asking him what had happened that made him so upset, you quickly pour an empty cup with some pumpkin juice and excusing yourself from your friend bringing it over to him, you made your way to the unhappy 1st year before you bumped into somebody, splash! as the sweet pumpkin juice you were about to offer to the 1st year, spilled all over the persons uniform "Merlin's beard I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that" you tilt your head upwards only to find Ron, rubbing some pumpkin juice off his Gryffindor jersey leaving a big wet and sticky patch right by his stomach, he look down only to find you, the girl he had always find attractive for the longest of time, his eyes popped out of his head and his cheeks was slammed by a shade of crimson, "Oh u-uhm It's alright, I can clean it up you know", he swallows keeping his eye low on the ground, the look of guilt swarms your face, as you peer over at the unhappy boy who's now surrounded by his group for friends you felt relief and look back the red headed boy "No, no I'll take you the 2nd floor girls lavatory, Moaning Myrtle won't mind if I clean you up there...come on" you usher Ron to come with you even taking his hand in yours as you make your way there. Once you've arrived there you gently pat his school jersey down dry with a paper towel and cast an anti-stain spell on it, "Bloody hell, where do learn that?", Ron asked face full of shock, you smiled at his expression, "I learned the spell in 1st-year from professor Flitwick when I got butterbeer spills all over my skirt", you replied, "Uh well it's bloody brilliant... you're brilliant I- er meant thanks for that", you giggle at his response saying "no worries at all, sorry I spilled the drink all over you". You both shared a smile before Moaning Myrtle ushered the both of you out because she was particularly upset tonight, you both bolted for the door laughing, walking alongside each other before rejoining everybody else in the great hall, splitting ways to sit back where you were before.

What he's like once he starts to like you ⬇️

He makes sure you're there for breakfast, lunch, and dinner because he cares a lot about your health and wants you to eat enough if you weren't there he'd find you and save you a plate of food so you can eat it later.

He always points out how amazing and how kind you are, he'd always mentioned that whoever gets to be your boyfriend or husband is the luckiest man alive. (He secretly hopes it's him)

He always comes to you asking for help with his school work, so you and him can study together, but then 20 minutes kicked in then all of a sudden Ron just stares at you and asking a billion questions not relating to the paper he needs help with but rather personal questions about you.

He pulls you into a hug or leans his hand over yours for support when you're upset or frustrated.

He copies little things you do and when he's caught doing it you laugh your head out watching his face turn pink, as he feels embarrassed.

He makes sure to save you a seat next to him in the great hall tables, for all the meal time and makes sure you have enough portions of food to make it throughout the day, and if you don't have enough he'd put more on your plate ushering you to eat more.

He likes to throw crumpled paper and passed notes to you in class for fun to get your attention and to make you laugh, especially in a boring class.

Neville Longbottom:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

"Ugh... I still don't know what Bubotuber pus could be used for" you groan, looking over at the 2nd question written on the greenhouse chalkboard as your fellow Y/H friend rubs your back for support, "oh come on Y/N you remember, we learned this yesterday just take you time and think about it and besides it's okay if you don't know it, the next test won't be until next week" she ensures you before giving all her attention back into her own paper, you dig back through your memory trying to remember, twirling around your soft and silky looking Y/H/C hair around your pointy finger. Not noticing a single thing around you due to immense focus, Neville had managed to stare at you with adoration glistening all over his emerald-like eyes for the last 25 minutes of class, due to his vast knowledge of Herbology he finished his paper within 10 minutes of time, seeing as you struggle he managed to collect his breathe and walk over to your side of the table saying, "Bubotuber pus acted as a treatment for severe acne, but undiluted pus could affect unprotected skin in unintended ways." he mentioned to you fiddling with his finger, focusing his gaze down at the floor, you look over at the nervous boy with the biggest smile writing down the answer he mentioned, "Thank you Neville" you smile giving him a quick peck on the cheek standing on your tippy toes, as he shot his eyes out of his head, his body was inflamed and turned red like the tomato sauce you've put on your pasta for last night's dinner, he made his way back to his side of the table as he touched the cheek he's been blissfully kissed by you smiling at himself. The class has been dismissed about 2 minutes ago and as you made your way out of the greenhouse, clutching your books close to your body you felt a light tap on your shoulder, you turned around to find Neville standing straight with the best posture he can master up towering over you, looking down at your perfect figure and alluring face, "Yes Neville" you ask giving him a smile, "I-I w-was just w-wondering if you'd be interested in getting tutored by me?", "I know you're s-struggling in Herbology a-and I wanted to help free of c-charge of course" He stammered leaving himself completely breathless, "Neville I'd love that I've been struggling very hard in Herbology and I want to be so much better, does Wednesday afternoons at the library work for you?" you ask with suspense, all he can master up was a nod as he so busily studies your face, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon and don't worry I'll be paying you 10 galleons once a week, mother and father won't mind me spending as long as it's for studying purposes" you smile at him before continuing with "Anyways I'll be making way to the hospital wing now, I need to help Madam Pomfrey sort out healing positions and antidotes for the hospital wing shelves... but I'll see you tomorrow okay?" you smile waving your hand goodbye as Neville smile lightly vice versa, you left Neville in a state of lovestruck unable to get you out of his mind he walks back the Gryffindor common room rubbing the cheek you've kissed a couple of minutes ago with a smile on his face.

What he's like once he starts to like you ⬇️

He's the type to get you a bouquet of flowers whenever he sees you if not that he'd go outside and pick a single flower from a bush and tells you what the flower is and a cool fact about them, so you have something pretty to put inside your vase placed on your nightstand.

He stutters a lot around you and nervousness takes over his whole body, he's usually very red and stiffens up like he'd been dipped in concrete when you're around him, talking to him, or touching him in any way.

He'd invite you to the Hogwarts greenhouse after hours to show off all the cool and magical plants he thought you might like and bond over it with you.

He'd invite you to study with him at the library so he can tutor you in Herbology or look for new books to read and share a turn once you or him have read it.

He looks at you with so much adoration in his eyes, almost like he'd seen an angel fall from heaven.

He's a really good listener and would pretty much drop anything he's doing or need to do, just to listen to your worries, excitement, or if you're in need to vent about something.

He's not usually a very confronting person and tends to just ignore people that's been picking on him or making his life generally harder, but if someone ever crosses that line with you he'd make sure to show his Gryffindor side and defend you scaring that person off.

Draco Malfoy:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You huffed after taking on all those stairs leading up to the Astronomy tower, a place where you can be alone and be deep in your thoughts, after failing a Herbology test a day earlier, and stressing over it making sure to keep good grades in other classes and try to show a vast amount of intelligence and knowledge towards your professors and friends, due to their high expectations of you, you needed to breathe and be alone to just reset and be better, once you've made it up to the tower you noticed a tall figure, with blond hair and a black turtleneck piece suit leaning his broad arm over the ledge looking over the night stars, you walk over to the boy, gently saying "You like watching the starts to huh? I wouldn't take you as a guy who likes astronomy", you move closer beside him on the right leaning your hands against the ledge just like he did, "Why do you have to be here? can't you see this place is occupied?" he asked in a stern voice looking at your soft looking hair as the breeze of the cool night air began to sweep in the Astronomy tower leaving your hair messy yet desirable, you paused not answering his questions, "Draco, do you come here to get your mind off somethings as well?" you asked looking into the starts scattered like glitter all over a blank piece of paper, "it's none of your business, but if you must know I do come here to be alone... away from all filthy mud bloods and half blood freaks" he spat, now crossing his arm in frustration you move your face over to his, looking deep into his grey molten like silver eyes, not noticing his cheeks grew pink in color as he struggles to keep eye contact with you, "Tell me... what does the name Draco actually mean?" you wondered still looking into his eyes shifting the conversation away form blood statues, he takes a deep breathe and says "The name Draco is derives form an ancient Greek word meaning dragon or serpent, it's also a name of a constellation of stars in a shape of a dragon" he calmly says turning down his aggression against you, you nodded and slowly smile at his respond growing silent for a while still looking at the starts enjoying the constant breeze the night had brough in and out of the tower. Draco takes his chance on your distractions and studies your body up and down with a feeling of desirability running through his mind about how much he wants to be with you, he slowly moves to study your enchanting beautiful face, not being able to look away. After what felt like hours Draco asked, "Is something on your mind?", you nodded and mentioned your Herbology test and the constant pressure of putting on a smart and hard-working side of yourself always and not being able to show the true you sometimes, all Draco did was listen to your troubles until a certain amount of time has passed with absolute silence that it's time for the both of you to leave, he insisted on walking you back to your common room to keep you safe and once you both arrived in front of your house common room he gave you the sweetest smile with a wave goodbye before walking over into his own dorm room replying that sweet and intimate memory he had with you tonight over and over again.

What he's like once he starts to like you ⬇️

He's the type to be secretive about his feelings for you and would buy you gifts that are quite expensive and something that you would love and give it away anonymously with a little note that usually says "Hope you enjoy this one and wear it often".

He treats you differently from other people, he's a lot nicer around you or somewhat more tolerable, still somewhat of a jerk but so much nicer.

He's the type to get jealous when other guys at school talks to you let alone even look at you but we already know everybody begs for your attention at this point, even if you're not his girlfriend or somebody he's romantically talking to or anything.

He makes sure nobody and I mean NOBODY tries to mess with you or bully you, he secretly threatens anyone who even tries whether it's a girl, a boy, or a non-binary person.

He looks at you up and down a lot and studies every feature you have on your body, sometimes you'd catch him looking and he'd offer an alluring smile at you before looking away.

He's not the type to be nervous around you or overly confident to just flirt in the open with you, he's more reserved and sends a very intense sexual tension between the two of you instead of awkward and cute energy like the others.

He tries to mess with you himself because he doesn't know how to act around you all he knows how to do is taunt and pick on people, but he makes sure to not go far, just enough to get you to clap back resulting in both of you to getting stuck in detention together so he can be alone with you intentionally.

Cedric Diggory:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You'd gone up to the owlery writing the last bit of things into the letters you're going to send to your family, as you seal the envelope, shut with wax you try to find your barn owl pet Twila, stuffing your ready-made letter into your pants pocket carefully as you look for your bright and witty owl. Once you've found her you give her a quick gentle stroke and praise before handing her your letter, as you retrieve your letter from your pants pocket, the owlery was swarmed by a semi-strong wind taking away your letter from your not so tight grip, "Oh no... my letter" you quickly blurted as you watched it about to blow out from the owlery, when a sudden hand had caught the letter just in time-saving you the trouble of rewriting the letter. " I believe this belongs to you?" He calmly asked with his charming smile, offering your back the letter before settling his eyes on your small figure, iridescent sparkly pair of Y/E/C eyes, and soft-looking Y/H/C hair, "Well yes it is thank you so much, Cedric, you've saved me so much time from re-writing this letter" you replied with the sweetest smile you can master up showing your pure gratitude to him as you gently put the letter into Twila's beak as you instructed her to fly the letter home, you and Cedric watched as Twila flies her bright white wings, away into the sunset as you both shared enjoyment of the scenery from up there, "So you're sending letters home huh? so am I" Cedric blurted handing his letter gently to another owl and ushering the owl to fly home, he turned to you smiling, and you replied with "Yeah mother and father have been waiting for me to write back their last week's letter just to make sure I'm alright", "Ah... I see, well shall we get out of here," he asks, "Yes please I'm actually quite afraid of heights" Cedric takes a minute to study your gorgeous facial features focusing primarily on your plump pink lips. "Well, why didn't you say so earlier shall we? Cedric's tall figure offers his muscular arm looking down at you with a smile, his smile was contagious as you link your arm around his staying close to his right side as your smile imitates his. The both of you take your time to carefully step down on each step as Cedric ensures you that he'll keep you safe on the stairs, he managed to spark up the best conversation collecting basic knowledge about you in a matter of minutes, as the both of you reach the front door of Y/H's common room Cedric mentioned the need to meet his friends in the library to study, as he gently plants a kiss to the back of your right hand as a goodbye, peaking your lips into a smile as you wave your hand goodbye, Cedric smile never erase out of his face during his study session, as he couldn't get the thought of what is like to kiss your pair of luscious pink lips out of his head.

What he's like once he starts to like you ⬇️

He's the type to write you love letters anonymously like a secret admirer and leave little love notes in your dorm room, inside your book, on a desk you usually sit on in class, and through an owl.

He's a gentleman so he's bound to ask you, if he can walk you to wherever you're meant to go to keep you safe and to keep you company, making sure he offers his arm to you for support in the process.

The type to see you shivering and instantly takes his coat/jacket/robe off and put it on you with no hesitation.

He smiles a lot around you and is the type of person who makes good eye contact even if he doesn't like that person that way.

He'd kiss your hand when he needs to leave you or need to part ways because he's a gentleman.

When you take a walk with him, he makes sure to use etiquette and make you walk on the 'protected side of the school hallway or path just in case you fall, bumped into someday, or there's mud or puddles there.

He gives the best advice about anything and he's very mature for somebody his age whether it's advice about school since he's a bit older than you or anything that's bothering you in general.

Oliver Wood:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You were standing on one of the quidditch stands, roaring your best to cheer, as your house compete against Gryffindor as the colors of Y/H shone right around the stands with pride. "Angelina Johnson scores, 10 points to Gryffindor!" Lee Jordan announces as the bell dings to signify a point has been placed, despite that, you kept cheering as you watched your 3 house chasers working immensely hard as one throws it into the hoop only to be blocked by none other than Oliver Wood, the captain and a fellow keeper in the red and gold team. The Gryffindor clan cheered at his save, making your house slump and gasped in disappointment, you start to frustrate over the save but you watched as Oliver catches you amongst the crowd and gave you his charming yet cocky smile which made you roll your eyes with a smile appearing on your face a minute later. Throughout the game, you watched as Oliver blocked, and block and block, more Quaffle from entering the goal post, each time he's done this he made sure to look over at you to see if you were impressed by his skills and talent, but undeniably you were impressed giving him a round of applause and a proud smile, despite your house downfall. After Lee Jordan announces that the games are finished and Gryffindor won by catching the snitch you walked out of the quidditch stands with some disappointed group of people from your house, ready to head back to your common room before hearing your name being yelled across the pitch "Y/N...wait up", you turned your head back to find the sweaty and athletic figure of Oliver Wood running up to you, "I'm really sorry your house didn't win today, I'm sure they'll win in their next match" he huffed out looking straight into your pair of dazzling Y/E/C eyes with a smirk and a slight pink appearing on his cheeks form your beauty, leaving you in a state of wonder if it was nervousness or the flushes he gets from working so hard, "Oh Wood no need to be so civil I know my house isn't the best at quidditch, but yeah maybe they will win next time" you smile replying to his condolences as he wipes sweat from across his forehead, you stare at his exhausted and beaten energy, releasing you had a flask of ice cold water in your bag your offered it to him with a kind smile, "Here, you must be exhausted when you go back to your dorm room make sure you take a warm shower and eat lots at dinner tonight", he master up the biggest smile he could as he accept your offer brushing his hand against yours while he take the flask, "Thank you Y/N that's very kind of you" he takes a quick swig and was blissfully refresh, "Keep the flask if you want, so you can have some cold water with you always" he smiled at your offer and the thought of keeping one of his crush's belongings which he'd cherish and take good care of for the rest of his school year, you both ended your short conversations before walking over back to the Hogwarts castle together.

What he's like once he starts to like you ⬇️

He would ask you if you're going to come and watch today's quidditch game especially if Gryffindor is playing and he always says, "I'll make sure to block the Quaffle and take the win for you". and end it with a wink and a smirk.

When he plays quidditch he makes sure your sparkly Y/E/C eyes are watching him save the goals and shows off by doing tricks on his broom to make him look cooler and faster.

He'd invite you to hang out with him and his friends despite being way older than you every time, so he can hang out with you and get to know you better.

He looks for approval from you constantly pointing out something new about him or something he had achieved just to hear you say that he looks really good or that you're very proud of him for whatever he's achieved.

His voice softens when he talks to you.

He put aside his competitiveness for quidditch aside especially if Gryffindor loses around you, so you can see his calm and collected side even if you know he's extremely competitive.

Sometimes he forgets how to genuinely breathe when he sees you wearing regular clothes over your school uniform or when you have your soft-looking and aromatic-smelling Y/H/C hair down freely.

Fred Weasley:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You made your way out of the Hogwarts castle towards the clocktower courtyard, to meet with a few of your friends and to sit out in the sun enjoying a relaxing Saturday afternoon after a long week of studies, you smile, looking forward to catching up with your friends and funny gossips that have been going around school recently. You walked over with a messy ponytail hair and a small crossover bag finding your friends sitting by the antique fountain placed in the center of the courtyard, giving each of them a hug you take a seat yourself and catch up about boys, studies, and of course gossips, your smile was radiant and your messy hair added more to your already alluring face catching the attention of Fred Weasley walking across the courtyard, as he walks past your group of friends his red hair, chocolate brown eyes, and tall figure catches your loveable Y/E/C eyes, he met his eyes with yours simultaneously giving you his charming smirk and a wink making you giggle catching your friend's attention, "Wow Y/N you pretty much pull every single guy there is in Hogwarts no matter how old they are" one of your girlfriends stated nudging your arm with her elbow gently, you giggled and denied such accusations, despite all the guys drooling over you almost every day. Fred finally settle and lean against one of the pear trees growing in the courtyard, picking about 3 ripen pears he was deep in thought thinking about how he could catch the attention of a pretty girl such as yourself, and he slowly comes up with the concept of juggling, he made sure that there are a few other students scattered across to notice his skills and gather around him so you'd join in eventually, he starts to juggle and catches the attention of younger Hogwarts students and eventually they all cheer an gathered for him and even managed steal the attention of your friends as they bound to join with the others over curiosity of what was happening, you push past the crowd and watch as Fred juggle 3 pears making sure they all go over his left leg before ethe air only standing on his right, you giggle loudly at his funny skills, "This one is for you Y/N" Fred mentioned tossing you one of the pears he's been juggling, you caught the green pear with a smile as your friend gather around you and squeal in excitement over the red-headed boy romantic gesture, Fred kept showing different ways to juggle, entertaining everyone there, once he finally finished and round of applause was awarded to him, he gave you an attractive smile saying "Hope you enjoyed that one, I did that just for you" before giving you hug, you hug him back saying "Fred that was amazing you have to teach me how to juggle now so I can be just like you" you insisted, making Fred's heartbeat pound faster in the nicest way possible, "I can teach you how to do a basic juggle right now?" he offered, you nodded with enthusiasm as you listen to his instructions upon learning the art of juggling.

What he's like once he starts to like you⬇️

He'd give you a cheesy wink and pull a funny face at you to make you laugh and smile.

He openly flirts with you and is probably the type to also compliment you on a daily.

If anyone was to mess with you or treat you poorly whether it was a Hogwarts staff or students he'd pull the biggest prank on them to teach them a lesson not to mess with you.

Plays very roughly and likes to tackle you for fun, tickle you, or pick you up and pretend to chuck you into the great lake until you laugh and beg him not to do it.

Fred's usually the prank starter because he knows George will be there to mitigate the damage, but as long as you don't agree with a certain prank he's about to pull, he'll listen to your first even over George and not do it just to please you.

When he finds you upset or frustrated about something his number one focus is to cheer you up and make you laugh through dumb or random jokes, unlike George who focuses more on comforting you and being there for you.

He's the type to teach you random skills like juggling oranges or how to do a cartwheel just to spend a short amount of time with you.

George Weasley:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You take a seat inside the Three broomsticks inn nearest stool placed by the bar table, taking out a couple of Galleons ready to drink your sadness away, "Oh Y/N Y/L/N, it's you would you like the usual sweets?" she asked kindly with a charming smile, "Hello Madam Rosmerta and yes please I'd love the usual, although make that a double" you requested giving her a weak smile offering your galleons to her, "hard day I take it?" she asks as she takes the shiny golden coins and gets started on filling up 2 jugs full of butterbeer, "Yeah It's been a hard day, I've failed my Herbology test again this week and I've accidentally spilled babbling beverage potions all over a Ravenclaw student in potions, he couldn't stop speaking nonsense so I end up having detention for 3 days, thank merlin's beard that Professor Slughorn is compassionate about it, if it was Snape I would've been in detention for 2 weeks not mattering if it was an accident or not", you replied sighing as you slump on the bar table, Madam Rosmerta gently placed the 2 jugs of butterbeer on the table, "Oh cheer up sweets, it'll be better soon you're probably just having an off day toddy" She assured you patting your shoulder before leaving you to attend her other customers in need, while slumping take a deep sigh, before sitting up and drink your first butterbeer away, you ears tune in as the Pub and Inn door bell has chimed signifying that someone else has entered inside, you focused more on drinking your butterbeer trying to think of ways to be better at Herbology, " 1 jug of butterbeer please" he ordered giving Madam Rosmerta a couple of shiny coins, sitting at the stool right next to yours, you look over to find one of the Weasley twins sitting over the table, "Let me guess are you George?" you asked sipping your butterbeer away, "He looks back at you and said "I am, how can you tell?" he asked giving you his mischievous smirk. "Well, your nose slants down towards the tip and has a more rigid look to it. But, Fred’s nose goes out straight and doesn't have a rigid look. you smiled at him, and he paused as crimson shades of red peeked through his cheeks, "Wow you can tell us apart by our noses? he ask quickly saying thank you to madam Rosmerta as she handed him his butterbeer, "Well yeah of course every twin have at last one differences between the two" you smiled, "You're not wrong but would you say I'm cuter then Fred?" he asks as his playful smirk made its appearance on his lips, you laughed and roll your eyes at him instantly forgetting the terrible day you've had as you chatted with George for almost 2 hours getting to know the boy better.

What he's like once he starts to like you⬇️

He makes sure to always have a funny pickup line to chat you up with.

He's the type to playfully tease you instead of openly flirting with you to make you more comfortable and because Fred is so much bolder than him.

He would make fun bets with you on something stupid and offer rewards of 5 galleons or a date with him which he always suggested over the 5 galleons.

He likes to ruffle your hair and pat your head, his excuse is that he's older and taller than you so he's allowed to do that.

He dances stupidly to music like there’s no tomorrow and like no one’s watching him and he always managed to get you to join for fun.

He'd get your treats like chocolate frogs, butterbeer, or Bertie Bott's every-flavor beans almost weekly to make you smile.

He's more sympathetic than Fred and when he finds that you're upset or frustrated about something he focuses more on comforting you than making you laugh.

Blaise Zabini:

How he met you and start to have a crush on you ⬇️

You met Blaise outside of Slughorn's office one afternoon before the supper party started, both of you were a member of the Slug club. The Slug Club was an out-of-hours dining and social club made up of professor Horace Slughorn's most well-liked and sometimes famous students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You watched as he struggles to tie his bowtie tie neatly on his collared shirt without having a mirror there to assist him, you approach the tall figure with a gentle voice you asked, "Would you like some help with that?" He spins around to find your small figure, fitted into a soft pink midi slip-on dress, matching the softness of your eyes and a messy braid as a hairstyle, he finds you to be one of the most gorgeous girls that Hogwarts has to offer, he scans you up and down making sure to take his time, studying your body and face keeping his iconic cool face on, "I wouldn't mind some help... give it a go then", he replied calmly facing over to you, you take a step forward on your tippy toes and tie his bowtie for him making sure you're nice and close to make it look it's absolute best. Blaise finds it hard to keep his breathing easy around you, as your fruity-scented perfume travels around him the more you linger close trying to tie his bowtie. "There you go...your bowtie looks really nice" you smiled commenting the compliments on to him, "Thanks...you don't look so bad yourself you know?" he quietly mentioned not meeting your eyes, "Thanks Blaise let's go in shall we don't want to be walking in late on everyone" you replied smiling as he nodded and walked beside you, you came into Slughorn's office and was greeted by him before he invented you to take a seat, Blaise found the nearest seat and pulls the chair out and usher you sit down on the chair, you do as he instructed offering a thank you with a bright smile to show your gratitude to him, as he takes a seat right next to you, you both chatted away together waiting for everyone else to show up and eventually dinner is served.

What he's like once he starts to like you⬇️

He trusts you and opens up about certain things in his life that are super privet, and that even his closest friends don't know about.

He tucks loose hair behind your ear to see your face better but his excuse is that you have to look tidy for school and have some class and high standards for yourself.

He licks his lips while you talk to him which is quite attractive but he does that subconsciously while he makes eye contact with you trying to listen.

He's willing to help you with any favor you have, whether it's big or small, even if there's also a chance that he might get into trouble and end up in detention.

At this point he'd come up to you, just to ask if you can tie his tie for him preferably in public places where other boys/ students from Hogwarts can see and get jealous of him.

He has a very cold and aloof personality but when he's around you he defrosts that coldness and acts completely friendly and normal around you.

He usually sneaks you out of your dorm room after hours, preferably during midnight to take you on a walk around the great river and back.

A/N: I'm sorry if this one is a bit long I just want you guys to have a lot more stuff to read rather than just a few bullet points, but anyways I have the 3rd part of Our love deal and lots of one-shot fanfics in the works you're going to love it! so stay tuned and give me a follow I'd really appreciate it if you do and my request is still open so feel free to leave any suggestions there love you.

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SEBASTIAN AS MC

SCREENSHOTS MASTERLIST

(last updated Apr 16, 2024)

Made possible by @deathlysallows's wonderful mod!

Note: The haircolor is a little off in the intro scenes, sorry about that, it'll be changed in later screenshots. Also: I differentiated between animated (A) and default (D) scenes. (Default is just his normal resting bitch face in between scenes, with mostly bad lighting, whereas animated are those scenes where the camera was on him.)

(The one on the left is animated and the one on the right is default.)

INTRO

Teaser (D)

Sebastian Sallow in London (A)

Standing and Sitting in London (D)

High above (D)

Carriage Ride (A)

Sitting with Sebastian (D)

Hairmodel (D)

Random Shots of Dreamy Boy (D)

Skydiving with Professor Fig (A)

A Rough Landing (A)

Staring at Goblins at Gringotts (A)

A Bumpy Ride (A)

Sebastian in Gringotts (D)

Vault 12 and beyond (D)

Powerful Secrets (A)

Through the Looking Glass (A/D)

HOGWARTS

Sorting Ceremony (A)

Slytherin common room (D/A)

Meeting his Doppelgänger

In bed with Sebastian Sallow (NSFW Version)

Charms class is boring

Charming boys in Charms class (with real Seb and Ominis)

Weasley After Class (choosing himself)

The very best of Guides (with real Seb)

At Ollivanders

Double trouble, double goofy faces

Double Trouble ("Did they see us?")

Double Trouble at the Three Broomsticks 1/2

Double Trouble at the Three Broomsticks 2/2

All by himself

Reading in front of the fireplace

Standing in front of windows

Combat Poses (NSFW)

Double Trouble in the Library (NSFW)

Caught in the act (by Ominis)

The Sallow Twins

A Midnight Stroll

A Cozy Evening

On a Date?

A Night Stroll

Side Eye Sallow

Sweet Tooth Sallow

Wizard Chess

Hanging out with Ominis

Bored

The Tiny Feet Angle

Doing things with his hands

The Sallow Twins (staring at a book)

Drunk Sebastian

Drunk again

Herbology: Gardener!Seb 1 (the new rose in the garden)

Herbology: Gardener!Seb 2 (getting ready to plant)

Herbology: Gardener!Seb 3 (mandrakes!)

Potions Class: Potions Master in training

Just Great Hall Things

Glaring at Puffskein Dunkein

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(This is a work in progress! List will be updated when more screenshots are published!)

ORIGINAL SCREENSHOTS MASTERLIST

#masterlist #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow screenshots #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy screenshots #hogwarts legacy mods

[crazyk-imagine]

George Weasley Master List

Fics

Blind Date // Ao3: Blind Date

Summary: Your friends set you up on a blind date... with a Weasley. Honestly you expected the date to go a different way, but you thoroughly enjoyed yourself and it’s safe to say your happy you went on this date.

Tis the Season... Mistletoe Season // Ao3: Tis the Season... Mistletoe Season

Summary: You’ve been friends with Fred for too long. Naturally you’ve come to know his twin, George. The difference between the two is that Fred, is an absolute little shit and is virtually like the annoying brother you never knew and really don’t want (a lot of the time). Now George, well he- he’s always been nice and helpful whenever Fred ditches you, but... there’s something different about him this Christmas. Time for the red headed clan to do some light shenanigans to get you two together. 

Blurbs

Chosen Last // Ao3: Chosen Last

Summary: The twins found you at the lowest point in your life and turned it around for the better. They became the best friends anyone could ask for, and then some. George decided it was time to act on his feelings for you (before his brother could try and embarrass him). Then came the time you dreaded, your ex-friend trying to get back into your life (who was also obsessed with the twins).

Feat. Fred Weasley

It’s Time // Ao3: It’s Time

Summary: The twins wake up from your joyous slumber but for a good reason. It’s Christmas and everyone else is already awake and ready for the day. The first gift you open is from the two and you absolutely love and will fight anyone who says otherwise. Ginny almost became a victim to this attitude.

Twins Flames // Ao3: Twin Flames

Summary: The reader hasn’t talked to the twins in a few months. You run into Molly and Arthur. Molly is determined she can bring her boys and you are together again. She (and Arthur) miss seeing the three of you together.

Chosen Last (Fred Edition) // Ao3: Chosen Last

Summary: The twins found you at the lowest point in your life and turned it around for the better. They became the best friends anyone could ask for, and then some. Fred decided it was time to act on his feelings for you (before his brother could try and embarrass him). Then came the time you dreaded, your ex-friend trying to get back into your life (who was also obsessed with the twins).

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[sitp-recs]

hiii i just breezed through that slutty drarry reclist wheww you’re doing god’s work what a wonderful list!!!! i see you’re getting a lot of asks lately so feel free to answer this (or not!!) whenever you feel like it, but i was wondering if you knew of any fics where harry gives up his slutty lifestyle for draco, sort of like “harry potter gives a shit” by talithan. i would prefer if it was harry but the vice versa is also fine! we’re so lucky to have you in this fandom and i feel grateful every time i see your posts on my dash, thank you so much for everything!!! <3

Hello my friend! Love that for us, I’ve had lots of fun putting that slutty reclist together and am always happy to find taste twins when it comes to smut 😏 personally I’ve been more into open relationships lately but you might enjoy these fics where either Harry or Draco have casual sex before getting together:

Harry:

Amber by @slytherco (E, 4.7k)

Despite his numerous flings, Harry's thoughts keep circling back to Draco, only half-aware of his perpetual draw where they're not strangers, not-quite friends, but definitely something. When they both get played by the same person, Harry and Draco find a way to get back at him, and maybe get something extra out of it as a result.

100 Beats per Minute by @oknowkiss (E, 14k)

When Draco left the Magical World behind at nineteen, he didn't expect the cusp of thirty would find him comfortable and secure, with a stable life and a successful career as a sex columnist.

Five Weddings and a Potions Accident by lauren3210 (E, 19k)

In which Harry thinks he’s a playboy, everyone else knows better, and Hermione will kill Seamus if Ron tries to collect on that bet.

Famous by @fw00shy (E, 24k)

It's a couple of years after the war, and Harry's bored of models now, the same way he's bored of Ron's constant nagging, bored of his Weasley monogram knitwear, bored of the same fucking grin that greets him when he hands his fire-truck red Bugatti over to the valet every night. He wants to find—well, he isn't sure what he wants. Anything but models.

Terrible People by wolfpants (E, 53k)

What happens when Harry and Draco end up on the same Muggle gay cruise? They certainly didn't plan for it to happen (but their friends might have). They're stuck with each other for a week, they might as well make the most of it, right? Featuring a holiday-long game of Truth or Dare, a very ill-judged FWB proposition, decades-long pining, lots of gin, and a small pair of green swimming trunks.

A Secondary Education by Thunderbird587 (E, 234k)

Fleeing the aftermath of his recent divorce, Draco Malfoy takes up a post as the new Potions Master at Hogwarts. At first he believes his hopes for a fresh start are dashed when he sees that a certain boyhood rival is on staff there as well. But Harry Potter is being weirdly nice to him, leaving Draco no choice but to play along.

Draco:

Hourglass Heart by @bixgirl1 (E, 5k)

It only happened once — depending on how Harry counted.

Death Dreams by @writcraft (E, 9.5k)

Draco likes to keep things casual, or at least he did before Harry Potter barged back into his life.

Keep your hands on me by @tenthousandyearsx (E, 21k)

Malfoy binds himself with a sex curse. Harry cannot get enough (but would much prefer to keep Malfoy for himself).

The Things We Need by @Kbrick (E, 25k) - established Drarry, polyamory

Three hundred and fifty-three days out of the year, Harry is in a monogamous, fufilling relationship with Draco Malfoy. Then there are the other twelve days.

I Bet That You Look Good on the Dancefloor by birdsofshore (E, 28k)

Harry felt lit up from inside as soon as he entered the bar. There were blokes dancing together, their bodies close to one another, not keeping a wary distance as Harry was always careful to do when he was near another man. God, he wanted this – wanted it so much he could taste it, a metallic tang of heat and desire. He suspected nothing would ever be the same again – especially when he saw who else was in the room.

#asks #anon #drarry reclist #casual sex

[emeritusemeritus]

Vulnera Sanentur [Weasley Twins x Reader]

Part 5

Part 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14

Title: Vulnera Sanentur

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader x George Weasley {established relationship}

Timeline: DH1&2- Initially set during the battle of the seven potters. Canon and certain plot points have been altered for the needs of the story.

Summary: The battle of the seven Potters throws your world into chaos when one of your boyfriend’s is cursed. As Snape’s ex-potions assistant and previous protégée, you recognise the inflicted curse immediately and demand answers from your mentor.

Warnings: Angst, mentions of war and Voldy, descriptions of injury and blood, descriptive smut, p in v sex, shower sex, tension. Outside sex. Semi public sex. None sexual nudity. Crying. Snape has a soft spot for reader. Arguments. Probably some cursing. Mentions of nightmares. Reader is part of the Order of the Phoenix. Mentions of death (Dumbledore). Mentions of Tonks’ pregnancy. On it got a angsty. So much angst I can’t tag it all. Not spellchecked nor beta read, we die like Madeye.

Clearly I’m in my angst era 🖤

Three days had passed since George had lost his ear in the mission to get Harry back to the Burrow safely and each day George's wound seemed to improve dramatically; it was almost completely healed now, no longer leaking or swollen and only a little sore. His overall mood however, seemed to be deteriorating with each passing day as the reality sunk in, the insecurities and sensitivities bubbling up inside of him, despite your honest and repeated confirmation that he was still your George and still gorgeous. With each day he'd withdrawn a little more, showing less affection and had even taken to sleeping on his own in the single bed. Around the others, he laughed and joked just like normal but in private he was cold and distant with you. Fred had noticed and had pulled him up on it once or twice, delicately questioning what was going off with him, what you'd done wrong, but each time George would deflect the question and find a way to avoid answering entirely. You'd hardly interacted at all the previous day, finding it too hard to be rejected and denied by the man you loved and he had even gone as far as to get Molly to change his bandage so that he wouldn't have to be alone with you. You understood, to a point. You knew he'd be feeling insecure about it and he had a lot to process in terms of adjusting to his new normal, mourning his lost ear and no doubt processing the trauma from the attack, but you still couldn't help but feel devastated that he was outwardly rejecting you, pushing you away, especially after you'd tried everything to help him.

You'd thrown yourself into research, hiding away in Charlie's old, vacant bedroom which you were using as a makeshift work space for potion brewing and research. You'd brewed a myriad of helpful, healing potions, ensuring the order would always have a full supply of whatever they should need, as far as your abilities stretched at least. Text books and old potion books were littered around you as you frantically searched for any hope that you could regenerate or replace George's ear but so far there was nothing. Cursed limbs could not be replaced. You'd been taught that over and over by both Lupin and Snape in your school years but you couldn't stop yourself from trying anyway.

You were scribbling down notes from an old copy of Moste Potente Potions, having found an interesting article about Linfred of Stitchcombe and his medicinal advancements when a knock at the door shocked you. Before you'd even had the chance to call out, the door opened and Fred stuck his head in, his eyes flicking over the mess all around you.

"Mum says tea's nearly ready," he says, casting a sideways glance at you and then returning his gaze to the mess of books and parchment that seemed to consume you.

"Thanks but I need to finish this, can't step away from it yet," you said, gesturing towards the cauldron in the back of the room that was currently brewing calming draught, in the hopes that you could use it on George to rid his shock and trauma, at least temporarily. To accentuate your point, you lifted a finger and with a quick flick, the ladle inside the cauldron stirred the blue-hued liquid, the peppermint scent filling the room even more as it stirred and mixed together.

You heard Fred let out a sigh and you caught sight of him just in time to see his shoulders droop just a little in defeat.

"He'll come around you know," Fred says quietly after a few moments of silence which you'd worked through, flicking through pages of a book you'd searched over and over. You knew he was right, but you were a ball of frustration and pain, desperately trying to keep yourself together and keep yourself from hurting anyone else around you.

"I know," you replied, your tone even. You didn't want to think about it anymore, or keep talking about it and so you gestured for the cauldron to stir once again and went back to thumbing through the book you'd pulled.

When you heard the door shut, you immediately sank into yourself and cast the book aside aggressively, tears falling from your eyes before you could stop them. Only days ago you'd woken up in your bed beside the two men you loved most in the world, completely unaware of what would happen, though of course you knew it was dangerous. Even after, you'd woken up in George's arms and everything seemed manageable, like you could navigate through it together and be there for him, only he didn't want you to. He pulled away and you felt lost, robbed and guilty for pulling away from Fred to give George some space from you, hoping he'd come around soon.

You never made it to dinner that night, nor breakfast the next morning as you agonised over your notes, feeling like there was something missing. Neither George nor Fred had been up since then and you'd worked through the night, stopping only briefly for a few hours sleep as you crawled into the bed out of sheer exhaustion, your eyes not able to comprehensively read anything anymore.

You aggressively sighed when a knock at the door stopped your obsessive reading but when Hermione's voice called out from beyond the door, you put down your book and frowned, curious as to why she would need you. You called out for her to enter and tried to smooth back your hair, particularly the strands you'd pulled out of your haphazard braid in sheer frustration.

She stepped through the door holding a glass of pumpkin juice and a plate of toast, seemingly unfazed by your crazed lair of books.

"Molly sent this," she said, placing down the crockery on the table beside you before moving to sit down on the floor in front of you, crossing her legs.

"Thanks," you said in reply, looking at her with questioning eyes, waiting for the mini lecture to come.

"Have you had much luck?" She asks, gazing at your notes briefly, "Fred said you had been brewing non-stop. Calming Brew is notoriously difficult, I've never been able to."

"Hermione," you said firmly but gently, stopping her kind but unappreciated small talk. "Why are you really here?" You walked the line between firm and rude, hoping that you were falling somewhere on the lighter side but in your exhaustion and overstimulated state, it was hard to tell. Her hands fall to her lap as she plays with them, taking a deep breath as if she's gathering courage.

"Dumbledore gave Harry a task before he died, something which we're sure is crucial to defeating you-know-who, but it's hard to know where to even start, where we need to go and what we might need," she says, not making eye contact. Even in your sleep deprived state, you can tell she's holding back information but right now you were loathe to care. "I'm trying to be prepared for every eventuality, I've been gathering things for months, knowing we might need to leave at any time but there's so much more we might need."

"And you want me to brew some potions for you?" You said, filling in the blanks. Only then does she look up at you with a slight frown, considering her next words carefully.

"Actually, we want you to join us."

You instinctively frown at her in reply, all words falling flat on your tongue as you consider her words.

"Me, why? You finally manage to ask, astounded by her request.

"Y/n," she says, a small, polite smile tugging at her lips, "you're a brilliant witch, a master of potions and the magic you produced to heal George was something I've only ever read about in history books. We hadn't asked you before because we knew you'd never leave Fred and George but it seems the three of us won't be able to do it alone, we had to ask."

You sat in silence as you processed her words, conflict building inside you as you considered your options. Truthfully, your current emotions and circumstances were guiding your decisions but you couldn't deny it was an intriguing proposal. You knew Hermione was serious from the crease in her brow that had only seemed to get more prominent with each passing day.

"I assume there's no time frame?" You ask, feeling your frantic mindset fading from you, a calmness overtaking you instead. She shook her head and averted her eyes down to the book which was laid out in front of her.

"And I can't tell anyone?" You assumed.

"I wiped my parents memory, they don't know I exist anymore," she said in a small voice, wringing her hands harder now, the skin of her palms turning pure white, "it was safer for them, and for me. The order don't know but Ron is telling Molly tonight. You can tell F-"

"Better not to, at least right now," you interject quickly, shooting down that line of thought. She nods in understanding and you let out a deep breathe you'd not realised you'd been holding, breathing restricted by the tension within you.

"Can I think about it?"

"Of course," she says with a smile, moving to stand as she wipes off her hands on the front of her jeans. She gives you a little smile and walks out, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

You begin to clear up the books and notes, placing them in a mostly neat pile in the corner, focusing your attention on the batch of muffling draught, that had been requested by Madeye before he died for Order use.

You left it barely simmering and took a seat on the unmade bed you'd been sleeping in and let out a long and drawn out sigh. Thoughts were swirling in your brain of every possible option and path. Could you leave Fred and George? What if something happened whilst you were away? What if you never came back? Being away from them when they were transporting Harry was sheer torture, could you go through that again? Or rather, could you put them through that?

The possibility of helping bring down Voldemort was incredibly appealing, knowing that the cause and the Order was more important than personal lives now, the imminent threat of an outright war seeming more and more likely with each passing day. Harry was the best chance we had of defeating Voldemort and your role in the Order was to accomplish this by any means necessary, even if it meant great personal sacrifice.

You sat stewing on your thoughts for a while, making a virtual pros and cons list in your mind, trying to plan ahead but without knowing what needed to be done, it was impossible.

A movement from outside the house caught your eye and you moved over to the window to look out into the garden and surrounding fields, seeing the Weasley men outside erecting the large white marquee for the wedding tomorrow. Fred and George were off to one side whilst Ron and Arthur stood on the other, all of them brandishing their wands in an effort to raise and set up the large tent. Your gaze lingered on Fred before moving to George, who looked in good spirits as they joked between themselves. A flash of pain ran through you as you considered walking out and helping but realising that George would probably ignore you or make excuses to leave, rejecting you once again.

You were about to look away when you noticed a figure in the distance suddenly appear as if out of nowhere, walking stiffly with a large briefcase in his hand as he strode determinedly towards the Burrow. As he walked closer to the house, his facial features and appearance began to get clearer to you, his somewhat familiar, droopy face that seemed to be fixed into a neat permanent frown and shoulder length brown hair.

Rufus Scrimgeour. The new Minister for Magic.

You hurriedly ran down the staircase and rushed into Fred and George's room, quickly throwing a fresh shirt on and began walking out into the kitchen when you saw the minister walk into the house, guided by Arthur.

"I'll need Mr Potter, Mr Ronald Weasley, Miss Hermione Granger and Miss y/n y/l/n," he says after shooting down any small talk formalities. Almost immediately, you feel two sets of eyes land on you, both from the 6ft 3 redheads who were hovering around the door. "We'll need somewhere private," he says, looking around at the multiple sets of eyes who are all looking between themselves in suspicion.

"And to Miss y/n y/l/n, I leave my lebetum, in the fond hope that you will never need this.”

The minister then handed the black object to you, a curious looking thing, something you’d never seen nor heard of before. It was similar to the deluminator in ways, looking like the first of its kind. It was long and cylindrical, ornate in design with a fragment of misted glass embedded onto the front. You turned it over in your hand and frowned, looking down at the curious object.

When the Minister left, you, Ron, Hermione and Harry sat in silence for a few moments, all of you processing what had just happened with Albus Dumbledore's will and the bequeathments. Why had Dumbledore chosen you? The golden trio made sense and you'd been close to Dumbledore of course but it was a big surprise to be included.

"It seems Dumbledore wants you onboard too," Harry says after a moment, taking your eyes flicker to his, the glare from his light reflecting glasses shielding his eyes from you.

"Yeah, have you thought about it?" Ron asks, his hand running along the seams of his corduroy trousers, a pair that you recognised Fred abs George to have worn a few years ago, a tiny splatter of ink still visible on the right knee.

You sighed, unsure.

"Still deciding, I want to but," you said, trailing off. You pulled the sleeves down over your hands, trying to give yourself a little regulatory comfort.

"You can't leave them behind," Hermione says softly, anticipating your answer. You nod gently, not meeting anyone's eyes as flashes of Fred and George play in your mind. The thought of leaving them makes your stomach turn uncomfortably, makes you want to sob at the very thought but there was a greater good that needed to be accomplished and you couldn't let fear nor personal feelings be the reason you rejected their proposal.

"But I can't be selfish, not now, if you need me then I'm with you," you say, looking up at Harry, "this task, will it work?"

"It's the best chance we have to defeat Voldemort."

"Then I'm in."

The minute Ron told Molly about their plans, you disappeared back upstairs, away from the conflict and back up to Charlie's old bedroom. Fleur's parents would be arriving this afternoon and you needed to clear away all your stuff from the bedroom to make room for more guests. You checked on your potion and were pleased with the result, bottling it up and cleaning the cauldron with a flourish of your wand. The books, quills and parchment you'd put to one side were all cleared up and collected off the floor as you cast a quick tidying spell, cleaning the sheets and resetting the room back to it's usual setting. You carried the huge and heavy pile of books down the staircase until you stood in front of Fred and George's closed bedroom door, feeling incredibly awkward as you considered knocking, feeling unwelcome for the first time in your relationship.

You didn't knock but instead grabbed the handle and stepped in, struggling under the weight of the books as you set out to find the bag your enchanted with an extension charm.

George was lay on the bed reading when you walked in and for a brief moment you thought that everything could be normal again as he looked up at you, thinking he would open his arms for you to cuddle into, just as you always had. But that was not the case today. Instead, he shifted slightly on the bed so that his body was almost facing away from you whilst still being able to read and a fresh pang of sadness washed over you all over again. You willed yourself not to cry, at least not until you'd left the room and located your bag, placing the notes and books into the bag before moving to your other belongings.

You rummaged through your things, trying to stay quiet as to not antagonise George further before stopping and cursing, not finding the cardigan that you were looking for. You sighed and stood, walking to the set of drawers near the window and pulled out the second drawer, seeing an array of matching wool jumpers. You pulled a burgundy one out from the pile and unfolded it, seeing that it was emblazoned with the letter 'G'. In a move that upset you greatly, you folded the jumper back up and placed it back into the drawer, reaching instead for it's matching counterpart with the 'F' pattern. You closed the drawer and threw on the jumper, wanting to get out of the room immediately as the tension was much too strong and uncomfortable.

You cast a glance to George as you walk out, seeing him sprawled on the bed reading had always been one of your favourite sights, but though he of course looked handsome in the moment, you just felt empty and sad. His eyes slowly drag up to your exiting form but he says nothing and looks back to his book only moments later, apparently not feeling the need to address you at all. Anger began to simmer in you at his outward dismissal and without thought you began speaking.

"Your bandage needs changing," you say in a shockingly cold tone which sounds odd even to your own ears.

"Mum'll do it," he mumbles, barely even sparing you any attention. His words and tone only infuriate you more and you have to bite your tongue, and physically bite the inside of your cheek, to keep your composure, wanting nothing more in that moment than to scream at him. You'd seen him laughing and joking with Fred earlier, why was it just you he was so cold with? Irritation and resentment bubbled up inside of you and you had to be incredibly selective of your next words.

"I'll have to apply some potion to it tomorrow morning, help the scars," you say blankly, leaving no room for his comments as you walked out of the door, the harsh exterior falling from you the second you shut the door behind you, perhaps a little too aggressively in hindsight.

When you reached the bottom of the stairs, Molly immediately recruited you to help out with wedding preparation, having you fluctuate between helping in the kitchen with her and setting up the table for the meal which would be eaten outside on account of the numerous guests staying.

After your chores were finished, you checked to see Fred and George still de-gnoming the garden with Harry and Ron, supposedly taking extra precautions to rid all of the pests from the lawn and surrounding area. Seeing that they were occupied, you took the opportunity to slip back upstairs and entered their room determinedly as you locked the door with a flick of your wand, sat at the desk and pulled out som parchment and ink.

You weren't sure what to write, not knowing the full extent of Dumbledore's task, but you knew it would be dangerous and potentially life threatening, meaning that this letter would be the last thing they had of you if you didn't make it back.

You began with Fred's letter, finding it much easier at present to tell him all the things you needed him to know. Tears slipped from your eyes a few times with the more emotional passages as you tried to explain why you'd gone and how much you loved him. You folded up the letter once you were happy with it and slipped it into a spare envelope that the twins kept in the desk drawer for their owl post orders.

You sat looking at the blank page for what seemed like hours, trying to think of what to say to George. It was hard because you were so hurt but you chose to push that aside, knowing that this might be the last time you'd ever write to him, plus you didn't know when you would be leaving and this may had all blown over by the time he reads this letter.

You placed George's into an envelope too and considered where you were going to store them until you needed them. You thought your bag at first or maybe under their pillows but both were too risky. Instead, you walked to the shelf in the nook of the room and pulled out a potions book that was left over from your teenage years in the room. In front of that was a pinned, magical photo of the three of you, no older than 15, making a snowman outside in the Hogwarts Courtyard, all with your arms around each other with goofy grins on your face. You slipped the letters into the book, not concealing them entirely but just enough, preparing your last clue that would lead them there if you left.

"Princess?" You heard from the other side of the door as someone, who you now knew to be Fred, jingled the door handle. You unlocked the door with your wand and Fred walked in with a concerned look on his face, moving to walk over to you.

"Why was the door locked? You okay?" He asks and you smile up at him, moving to stand in front of him before wrapping your arms around his waist. His arms immediately surround you as he pulls you in to his chest, cuddling you tightly.

"Better now," you mumble into his chest, feeling instantly comforted by his touch.

"Thought I'd lost you to your work," he says playfully and you pull away just a little to crane your neck upwards to look at him.

"Still here, still yours," you smile, reaching up onto your tiptoes for a kiss which he gives you without hesitation. It's short and sweet but meaningful as his left hand clutches your waist, seemingly needing this just as much as you. You smile at each other as you pull away, only to frown a moment later when George walks into the room calling out to Fred, stopping mid conversation as he realises you are there.

Your face drops and the happiness you felt only a few seconds before slips away from you as George makes no move to join you, no joke or tease and certainly no move to steal you away from his brother as they so often did.

"I'll just... see if your mum needs any help," you mumble awkwardly, stepping out of Fred's hold and walking over to the door in defeat.

"You stupid git," you hear Fred say harshly to George just as you close the door. You desperately want to stay and listen to what they are going to say but you decide not to, knowing that it will only upset you further. You can hear the muffled sound of raised voices and a telltale humming noise that alerts you to the fact that they had used a specific silencing charm and your gut twists once again, feeling like the root of the problem. You'd only reached the fourth step down when Fred bursts through the door, shaking his head until he spots you and all the anger falls from his face. He takes your hand as soon as you'd both stepped off the stairs and he leads you to the empty lounge, sitting down first before pulling you down onto the sofa so that you fall into his lap. His arms lock tightly around you and for the first time in days you feel familiarity and comfort. So much so, that you don't even realise your eyes closing as sleep overtakes you, wrapped securely in Fred's arms.

You wake up comfy, cozy and a little confused, still cuddled into Fred though you are no longer alone. George is sat beside you both on the sofa, in touching distance and you fight against your tired eyes as they threaten to close.

"Hey sleeping beauty," Fred smirks down at you, clearly having felt you shift in his lap. You shush him and cuddle into his shoulder a little more, hesitantly flicking your eyes over to George who is, rather surprisingly, looking at you.

"Nice sleep?" He asks, his tone lighter than you'd heard in days when he'd been addressing you. You simply nod in reply, suddenly sheepish at the concept of chatting with him, expecting him to say something hurtful or pull away again if you opened your mouth. His lips turn up at the edges to give you a soft smile but you don't focus on it for long, turning instead to look around you, checking of anyone else was there. You were all alone and under regular circumstances you'd relish in the time together, knowing how rare it was when you were at the Burrow but right now it just felt awkward and weird.

"I'm gonna get a drink," you say quietly as you attempt to climb off of Fred, feeling painfully thirsty after your nap.

"I'll join you," George says as you walk away and you don't even reply, just continue walking around the corner into the kitchen. Any hope that George was going to explain himself fell flat the second you walked into the kitchen and saw Molly whizzing about like her head was on fire, a couple of her children following behind her as she prepares for Fleur's family to arrive. Dinner than night was hosted outside with gorgeous twinkling lights in the trees and a lavish spread that had taken Molly all day to prepare. You sat beside the twins and though George was a little more cordial than before, you still felt distanced from him and wished more than ever that things would just go back to normal.

Later that night you lay in bed with Fred's arm protectively draped across your waist, your body pressed tightly to his front as he spooned you from behind whilst George lay on the other side, not even remotely touching you. You'd had to push the beds together to make room for the extra cot in the room, where Ron lay sleeping just for tonight, having been evicted from his own room as Bill and Charlie took his, Arthur and Molly took Charlie's and Monsieur and Madame Delacour took Molly and Arthur's room. 

Having George this close to you only seemed to make him feel further away and you cried yourself to sleep that night, tears silently streaming down your face and soaking your pillow until you eventually fell into a restless sleep.

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[l-lenny]

Dumb Krum … I love you too!

Viktor Krum x Malfoy! Fem! Durmstrang!Reader, Fred Weasley x Malfoy! Fem! Durmstrang! Reader

Part 6/??

SERIES MASTER LIST

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Next day in a beautiful sunny day you woke up and sit up in your hospital bed. Asking Madame Pomfrey if you can go she did a quick check up and let you go. “You are perfectly fine now Miss Malfoy, you can go. Just don’t go running for a day or two” with that you were out the door. Arriving at breakfast and seeing so many students turning their heads you smiled and started walking to your table. “Malfoy!” Yelled enthusiastically Dolian, one of your school mates. “Miss unstoppable!” Yelled Greynand. With that everybody started chanting and banging the table in a rythm. You smiled. Viktor looked at you. While banging the table he moved saving you a seat. When you sat you thanked your schoolmates. “Boys!” You chuckled “I know I am popular but popular like that? You will make me blush!” You continued laughing. Grabbing a plate you decided to start with scrambled eggs and crispy bread. “So are you all right?” Asked you Viktor. “Yeah I am perfectly fine” that was when tall boy from across you started talking “when you are here you can help us!” He stated. Nodding your head you agreed as he continued “I need an advice how to ask this cute Hufflepuff girl to the Yule Ball” he said and got teased immediately after. “On that note will you go with me?” Asked Dolian. "I already have a date.” You smiled but you were feeling somewhat split. On one side you wanted to go with Viktor. It hurt your heart that you would see him with someone else. On the other hand you were so excited to go with Fred!

Fishing for reaction from Vik but you got none. Instead he kinda smirked and said “I do too!” Well that hit more than it should. “How?” Asked the guy “I suggest to ask directly, maybe bring a flower-“ you started but Viktor interrupted you “look her in the eyes” he turned to you and demonstrated what he was saying. You gazed into his eyes getting lost temporarily. “Just tell her this: I saw your striking beauty and I vant to know if the person behind the beauty is also as charming. I vould like to find out on the Yule ball.” You almost said yes, but you stopped yourself. “And then she would go if she wants” you blinked your thoughts away. They already went far and wide into your fantasy land. “And if she doesn’t then don’t waste your efforts” you added and continued eating. Trying your hardest to not get distracted in your fantasy land. The rest of the meal was chatty as it could be. The Durmstrang boys were quite excited for the ball.

Leaving the great hall you continued your discussion with some of the boys about the ball discussing the importance of ‘dress to impress’ but then again you all would wear the same glad rags. “well I don’t know man, I don’t think red suits me” you chuckled at your schoolmate “but the furr on the coat would make your hair pop so I think it’s fine” you added while continuing your way to the courtyard. “Hello miss champion can we borrow you for a second?” Suddenly came from the left where two Weasley twins were. You looked at the boys and nodded. “Yeah what is it?” The twins were suddenly grabbing you and dragging you to who know where.

You looked at secret passage behind a portrait of Reggie Ragscalger. “What is it?” you asked totally confused. “We have something to show you!” They said in unison. Giving them a signal to go ahead you watched a little lightning show. Sparks and sparkles were everywhere making the dark corridor shine. You watched in awe. “Wow this is amazing boys! How on earth did you do this?” They smiled brightly and said “magic” then Fred continued “well we are collecting some opinions so what do you think?” You smiled a little and honestly answered. “I think that you could make a fortune in a circuses with these! Or on a parades, but if you would do that you would need more colours” you said and looked at their pleased faces. George then looked at his watch which he won from Oliver in some of theirs wilder nights at hogwarts and panicked. “Oh Merlin I gotta go! Almost forgot about Angie!” And with that he bolted out of the secret passage. “What was that about? Does he have a date?” You asked. Fred shook his head “Nah, well maybe he will after that. He’s going to ask Ange to the Yule ball” you smiled and chatted for a while completely forgetting about next class.

Rushing trough hallways and corridors was fun, maybe it was the fact that you were with Fred. Your mind started to get heavy and your footsteps became somewhat sloppy. Fred parted ways with you and was running to attend DADA. Rushing in class the first thing you did was falling face first on the hard floor. Professor McGonagal just stared at you same as the rest of the class. “Good to see you finally decided to join us Miss Malfoy” said the older women and continued the lecture. Viktors eyes looked somewhat different when you approached him. “Vhere vere you?!” He asked voice hushed. “Sorry I was chatting with Fred” you said a bit embarrassed. Why exactly were you embarrassed?

Viktor didn’t say anything after that he just straight up ignored you for the rest of the lesson. What the hell was up with him? Was he mad that you didn’t get here on time? Was he mad that the Durmstrang champion and his partner embarrassed herself by falling face first on the floor? Or was it… was he jealous?

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[ma-lark-ey]

I feel like challenging GOD so in my first ever read of Harry Potter I will be listing all of my headcanons in one big master post and sending it into the void space of tumblr thank you goodbye. I have no concept over which of these are hottakes, which of these are widely accepted, and which of them are just me being batshit crazy because as I write this I have never once looked at the Harry Potter fandom proper and my only knowledge of it is My Immortal and the fact that TikTok thinks Harry's dad and Sirius' little brother should makeout. 1. Ron Weasley is autistic.

2. Neville Longbottom is half-Korean on his mother's side, and also probably wears goofy little frog overalls.

3. Ron is tall, Harry is Short

4. Harry's scar is smattered across his face like a lightning storm and not just one little bolt, that's pussy shit. Make that shit dramatic

5. Ron and Luna probably had a fling at one point. Autism for autism

6. No way this isn't fanon, but Luna Lovegood is autistic.

7. Ginny Weasley is the HOTTEST bitch in Hogwarts and she is AWARE.

8. In Goblet of Fire the entire little Ron and Harry arc happening there was that they had a summer fling and then broke up when Ron had his little pissboy arc and they were both babies about it and then went back to having their regularly scheduled bromance thank you goodnight

9. Harry is actually dating a new person each book, no matter how short-lived it is. Why? Comedy. It's FUNNY.

10. I think Harry and Ginny have a shotgun wedding at like, nineteen.

11. All I know is that in my brief dive into AO3 (re: I looked up this exact tag out of morbid curiosity of it was A Thing), Sirius/Snape were apparently one of the smallest ships with like only 2k fics which is wild to me, because that enemies to lovers??? Thought bitches would eat that shit up. I don't ship it, but it still was wild.

12. Sirius and Remus are in love. (post mortum: I have now dived just slightly in the fic of Harry Potter and realize this is widely accepted fanon.)

13. Hermione wears fun frilly dresses outside of school and actually really loves dressing up and being girly fuck this 'not like other girls' agenda going on with her. Put her in a pretty dress and let her frolic in a field with flowers.

14. Luna is a seer. She goes on to teach divination

15. I was gonna say something about in my little noggin Ginny raised her and Harry's kid as a single mom or whatever and it's a fic I'm gonna work on and also his name is Remus Weasley and he's a Slytherin but APPARENTLY that's just the entire plot of the Cursed Child as my HP special interest having bestie informed me. I just added in a Gryffindor pretty boy for my Slytherin Potter boy to make out with when JKR was too much of a coward to make him gay.

16. RON SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN HUFFLEPUFF.

17. Cedric Diggory lived a very long and happy life and had a lovely spouse - guy who got really attached to this dorky little dude, knowing full well how he died.

18. It takes Harry at LEAST two marriages to women to realize he's gay. The egg takes a very long time to crack.

19. Ron is straight. He's just. He's got such bi wife energy.

20. Ginny Weasley is a raging bisexual, and so are the twins, and so is Bill. And Charlie? I know in my soul that's a nonbinary.

21. Luna Lovegood? NOT a lesbian, sorry lesbians. I'm claiming her for the aromantics. That's right. She belongs to us.

22. Fleur Delacour was a lesbian. LESBIAN.

23. Harry and Dudley reconnect in their like, thirties/forties and actually become good friends I think.

24. Harry often does diy piercings in the bathrooms during fifth and sixth year, Luna helps.

25. Fred and Lee Jordan are boyfriends god bless.

26. Out of spite for JKR, here's a list of trans woman in Harry Potter according to ME: Ginny Weasley, McGonagall, Hermione, Luna, Lily Potter (her and James are t4t), Tonks (that bitch is nonbinary transfemme),

27. I will live, breathe, and die by my personal headcannon that Tonks and Remus are comphet and in a lavender marriage but they lovingly coparent their child together and regularly at parties Tonks goes "where's my husband? Oh, he's making out with his boyfriend okay cool." and moves on.

28. Draco Malfoy's patronus is that white ferret Moody Crouch turned him into in book four.

29. In my perfect world James Potter is alive and I love him most than anything, I'm holding him like a wet cat. i literally bought three stag plushes over the month I was reading this series just because I couldn't stop thinking about him.

30. I am ignoring the implications in the epilogue that Harry did not raise Teddy Lupin, because he did, actually. That was the last promise he made to his beloved Remus Lupin and if Deathly Hallows taught us anything it's that Harry Potter keeps a fucking promise <<3

31. Molly and Arthur heavily assisted Harry in his 'I'm gonna raise this god damn orphan to good y'all won't know what hit him. I'm gonna be such a good dad.'

32. I am literally IGNORING all these implications of the Cursed Child. Draco Malfoy is also a banger dad. i think he goes to counseling and sorts out his issues and tries very hard to not put such high expectations on his own kids. I think he tries very hard to undo the damage Lucius did to him, and the bad choices he made in trying to make his parents proud of him. I think he makes sure his kids know better than anything else, that all he wants for them is joy. He wants them to be good, happy people.

33. Just Lovers - Zerrazapriel says that Sirius' patronus is Moony and that's so fucking real and true of that fucking fic and I live by that now.

34. On a similar note, Molly and Arthur have matching patronus'

35. Fuck this 'hermione minister of magic' nonsense that girl is a leftist and would never join politics did jkr forget her own fucking canon of harry and hermione doing their absolute best to fuck the government over for the last half of the series? whatever the fuck. HERMIONE TEACHES CHARMS AT HOGWARTS.

36. I'm sorry I got so heated on that last one. I had thoughts. Anyways, Draco also goes on to become head of Slytherin and teaches DADA.

37. I was so anti-Draco for the entire first five books and then the last two books Happened and so now I'm just holding him so close to my chest. He needs therapy. And i think it takes him until their mid-twenties or so, but I think he does make amends with Harry and the crew and actively tries to come back from the actions of his youth, and obviously the Golden Trio and co are sympathetic because Harry himself in the books clearly could recognize Draco was acting on the instruction of his trusted adults, trusting they knew better than him.

38. this is not a headcanon but the wandlore of Draco having a unicorn hair in his wand and the unicorn hair wizards being the most difficult to turn evil and his wand ultimately being the one to defeat voldemort is sooooooo. He's such a product of grooming and I think about him. I want to study him.

39. YOU KNOW WHAT. what if I said harry trans woman who unpacks her gender after the war is over and has time to contemplate who she is as a person and her and Draco become a very cute and in love little couple in their early thirties??? what then???? (does this fic exist and if it does give me links)

40. I think the funniest mental image ever is if Harry just shows up to a party or whatever with everyone when they're like, 26 with Draco fucking Malfoy in his arm and is like "this is my boyfriend" with no further explanation or nothing and half of the group is like "no yeah this is an expected development" and the other half is like "THE BITCHBOY????" and yeah.

I will most definitely have more Harry Potter thoughts as time goes on but this is all I'll put into the world. Good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight.

#harry potter #lark says #there's a lot here and i dont fully remember what all i said #but it sure is a lot of thoughts I've put into the world.

[shelbgrey]

My MasterList of Stories

Master List part 2

~request are CLOSED

Bones

Once upon a time -I don't write for pan or Gold

Greys anatomy -NO OWEN HATE

Codes:

Smut=❤️‍🔥 Fluff=💕 Angst=💔 Funny=💖 Horror=🫀

🔬Bones💀

Dr. Lance Sweets:

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Caught in the act ❤️‍🔥

Dating Lance Sweets HC💕❤️‍🔥

Adventures in babysitting💕

You belong with me💕

Lance Sweets as a Dad headcanons💕

Dream Warriors💔🫀

Bones Halloween Special🫀💖

Code baby Part 1 💕

Let me take your pain away💕💔

Dr. Jack Hodgins:

Can't buy me love💔💕

Jack Hodgins Having a little sister💕

What's it gonna take to get you out of his lab?❤️‍🔥

Agent Seeley Booth:

Dating Seeley Booth Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Being Seeley Booth's Best friend HCs💕

Friends to Lovers Headcanons💕

The day we met💕

In the name of love💕

Agent James Aubrey:

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance 💔💕

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets part 2💕❤️‍🔥

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Unspoken desire❤️‍🔥

Dr. Wendell Bray:

Witchy Squintern HCs💕

Dr. Camille Saroyan:

who broke the coffee pot?💖

The Squinterns:

Adventures in babysitting💕

Being Hodgins sister and being a goth Squintern💕

Dr. Zack Addy:

I've got your back💕

Who's got him smiling like that?💕

❤️‍🩹Grey's Anatomy🩺

Dr. Derek Shephard:

Halloween special💖🫀

Injured💔

The Ballad of Jayne💔

Stuck in the middle💔💕

Stitches💕

This is Why I Don't Go To The Gym💕

Baby on the brain💕

Dating Derek after he broke up with Meredith💕

Love at first sight💕

Dr. Mark Sloan:

November Rain💔

Faithfully💔💕

We are family💕

Christmas Special💖

Dr. Owen Hunt:

Trauma 101💖

Dr. Jackson Avery:

Love Story💔💕

Dr. Alex Karev:

Heaven💔

Dr. Miranda Bailey:

Your my favorite💕

Dr. Nick Marsh:

Secrets out💕

🗡️Once upon a time🍎

August W. Booth:

Hidden secrets❤️‍🔥💕💔

Killian Jones:

Smut fic with Killan Jones❤️‍🔥

Prince James:

Hysteria💔💕

🩸Twilight🌲

Cullen family:

Fire safty💖

Going to the zoo💖

Cats in the cradle💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger. 💖💕

Cullens:

Emmett McCarthy Cullen:

Next to me series💖💔💕❤️‍🔥

Forever now💕

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Carlisle Cullen:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HC💕

Carlisle as your husband HCs💕

Jasper Whitlock Hale:

Jasper dating Bella's sister HCs💕

Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:

Dating Edward Cullen HCs💕

Crushing on Edward Cullen HCs💕

Rosalie Lillian Hale:

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Denalis:

Eleazar Denali:

Glory of love series ❤️‍🔥💕💔💖

Dating Eleazar HCs❤️‍🔥💕

Garrett:

Voice of an Angel💔💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and dating Garrett HCs💕

Wolf pack:

Seth Clearwater:

Perfect 💕

Volturi:

The Volturi:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger💕

🧫Ghostbusters👻

Peter Venkman:

When unspoken rules are broken💔💕

Dr. Egon Spengler:

Hold on, I love you💔

Two Nerds falling in love headcanons💕

Ray stantz:

Dr. Jelousey❤️‍🔥

Something strange💕💔

🦁🐍Harry Potter🐦‍⬛🦡

Draco Malfoy:

Say Something💔

Dance the night away💕

Just keeping an eye out💕

The truth doesn't always hurt💔💕

George Weasley:

Welocm to Gryffindor💔💕

You belong with me - part 1💔💕

Fred Weasley:

Being a Potter twin and falling for Fred💕

Neville Longbottom:

Your Breaking My Heart💔

Weasley family:

Being adopted by the Weasleys💕

⚔️Supernatural🌘

Gabriel "the Trickster":

Gardian Angel💕

Hyper girl💕

The Winchester and the Trickster💕

Love of a lifetime💔

Dean winchester:

Dating Dean Winchester Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Castiel:

Being in a love triangle with Dean and Cas💕💔

🎶Elvis Presley🎸

Austin!Elvis Presley:

Love me tender💔💕

💥Marvel🦸

Scott "Cyclops" Summers:

Dating Scott Summers💕❤️‍🔥

A not so White Wedding💕

Clint "Hawkeye" Barton:

Secrets out💖

Whatever it takes💔💕

Tony "Iron man" Stark:

All of me💔💕

Bucky "winter soldier" Barnes:

Treat you better💔💕

Howard Stark:

Time In A Bottle💕

Dr. Stephen Strange:

I won't say I'm in love💔💕

Avengers:

Ohana means family💕

Six avengers and a baby💔💕

#Fandom #Requests #Imagines #MasterList #Bones #Lance Sweets #Jack Hodgins #Seeley Booth #Temperance Brennan #Twilight #Edward cullen #Carlisle cullen #Emmett cullen #Jasper Hale #Twilight Imagines #Bones imagines #Twilight x reader #Bones x reader #Greys anatomy #Derek shepherd #Mark Sloan #Owen hunt #Jackson avery #Greys anatomy imagines #Harry Potter #Draco malfoy #George Weasley #Elvis Presley #The Outsiders #Supernatural

[roadtogracelandx45]

Country Song Fic Requests

I am going to start with 25 for now and then go from there

Some of the songs have names by them but it doesn't mean I won't write another one shot to the same song. I do another list in the morning with other music on it. this is just the music I usually listen to when I am writing

Fandoms I write for:

Top Gun: Maverick: All

Elvis (bio pic)- Elvis

Supernatural: Dean, Sam and Cas

Sons of Anarchy: Jax, Opie, Juice, Chibs, Kozik

Triple Frontier- All

Four Brothers: All

The Mighty Ducks- All

Twilight- The Cullens, Jacob, Bella

Harry Potter- The Weasley Twins, The Golden Trio, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Cedric Diggory

One Chicago: Jay Halstead, Kelly Severide, Matt Casey, Adam Ruzek, Antonio Dawson, Gabby Dawson, Leslie Shay.

The Outsiders- All

The Fast and Furious- All

Band of Brothers- All

WWE- Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, Triple H, Randy Orton, The Usos, Chris Sabin, Alex Shelley, Drew McIntyre, Petey Williams, Roderick Strong, Adam Cole, Kyle O'Reilly, Bobby Fish, Matt Jackson, Nick Jackson

Game of Thrones: Robb Stark, Jon Snow

Lord of the Rings: The fellowship and the Oakensheild company

Law and Order SVU: All

Master of the Air- Rosie, Buck, Bucky

01. Strip It Down- Luke Bryan-

02. Little White Church- Little Big Town- Elvis/ Sylvie ,

03. Goodbye Girl- Luke Bryan- Jax/Ryder ,

04. Hey, I am Country Man- Luke Bryan

05. Do I?- Luke Bryan

06. Play It Again- Luke Bryan

07. Someone Else Calling You Baby- Luke Bryan

08. Home Alone Tonight- Luke Bryan

09. Small Town Throwdown- Brantley Gilbert

10, Move- Luke Bryan-

11. Drunk on You- Luke Bryan

12. Knockin' Boots- Luke Bryan

13. Crash My Party- Luke Bryan

14. Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye- Luke Bryan

15. I Don't Want This Night To End- Luke Bryan

16. My Baby's Guns and Roses- Brantley Gilbert

17. Looking For Blue Eyes- Jesse Colter

18. Bottom's Up- Brantley Gilbert- Lewis Nixon

19. Girl Crush- Little Big Town

20. That's My Kind of Night -Luke Bryan

21. Don't You Want to Stay- Jason Aldean ft Kelly Clarkson

22. Cowboy Take Me Away- Dixie Chicks

23. Achy Breaky Heart- Billy Ray Cyrus

24. Friends In Low Places- Garth Brooks

25. Any Man of Mine- Shania Twain

26. Who’s Bed Have Your Boots Been Under- Shania Twain

#ash writes #song fic list #top gun maverick fan fiction #top gun maverick imagines #austin butler! elvis presley fan fiction #austin butler! elvis presley imagines #top gun maverick #austin butler! elvis presley oc #supernautral imagines #supernatural imagines #wwe imagine #wwe fan fiction #band of brothers fan fiction #band of brothers imagines #game of thrones fan fiction #game of thrones imagines #lord of the rings fan fiction #lord of the rings imagines #four brother fan fiction #four brothers imagines #law and order svu fan fiction #law and order imagines #fast and furious imagines #fast and furious fan fiction #one chicago fan fiction #one chicago imagines