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xxreader-writerxx · 1 year

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Perfect

A/N: Alright I've come out of my hidey hole. I know you missed me ;) Anyways enjoy my perfect flowers.

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader (not yet dating)

Warnings: Nothing really. Just pure fluff.

Summary: Remus wants to preparefor your birthday but struggles to be perfect.

Word Count: 1.5k

It was a bright, sunny day as I walked across the courtyard. I giggle as a rogue pygmy-puff dashes across my feet. The fluffy hair tickling my ankles above my black shoes. I tuck my books into my bag because all my classes are done for the day. Scanning the yard for my favorite boys and snicker at the sight. Sirius tries to flirt with some Gryffindors and James ruins it by magically mocking him. I walk over and Peter pulls me into a hug.

“Finally someone to help me with these idiots.” He jokes into my ear quietly. I cover my smile and lightly hit his chest. My face morphs into a slight frown when I realize Remus isn’t with the boys. “And when I finally made the shot I could feel the rush- Yes darling?” Sirius asks when he feels the tap on his shoulder. “Where’s Rem?” I asked him since they were together last. “Oh last I remember he was skipping off to our dorm. Saying he had something to do.” He tells me and I kiss his cheek. “Thank you pads.”

I giggle as he starts to rush an explanation to the Gryffindors in front of him, blushing furiously. I make my way inside. I smell what the elves are making for dinner waft through the hallways as I pass the painting to the kitchen. There are traces of mushrooms, steak, and bread in the air that could make any stomach growl. The best part of Hogwarts is that even the non-magical things that even muggles could do become magical just by default.

Fingers dragging along the cool stone walls, the bumps of the pillars halting them from time to time. The castle is warm but somehow the walls themselves have a type of independence, choosing to have a cool temperature that could save you from the day’s heat. The wallpaper of the walls goes all the way to the ceiling, delicate designs most likely made by fairies. The hallway is full of quiet chattering, footsteps, and laughter. Some students having clubs rush past to make it on time, others not having a care in the world letting time fly during the free time they have.

The fat lady comes into view, singing her famous “operatic” melody that might not break glass but certainly can burst an eardrum. Her pink dress ruffled looking like she’s been running around, most likely searching for an unwilling audience. “Password?” Her cultured voice sings and I nod. I tell her the password and the painting opens to show the common room.

The common room always smells of firewood and old books. A fire is crackling underneath a painting of an old man. I was half expecting to see messy brown curls tucked into the red sofa but it was completely empty besides a cozy blanket and pillows. Huffing, I look at the staircase that leads to the boy’s dorms and begin my journey. Posters scattering every other door, some muggle sports and some wizarding. The seeker of the Irish team winked at me as I passed by, making me a bit shy. He was always a flirt, making the boys I often have by my side huff about how he wasn’t all that charming.

Finally making it to the door I was looking for I raise my fist to knock but pause at the sounds inside. There’s crashing and rummaging like someone was looting around. Folding my hand around my wand I whisper “Alohomora,” there's a click signifying the lock opening and I turn the door knob. Opening the door quietly, hoping to not let any possible intruder know someone was entering. Instead of a burglar all I see is a cluttered room with a messy Remus in the middle of all the clutter. “Where is that damned thing?” He mutters to himself as he throws a shirt behind him, unknowingly landing on me.

I begin to pick up around the room, folding jerseys, putting trinkets back into their designated shelves, and other things as I slowly walk up to him. I place the folded clothes on Jame’s bed and place my hands softly on his shoulders and go on my tippy toes. “What are you looking for Remus?” I softly question and his shoulders relax for a second before they stiffen.

He flips around and I nearly fall if it wasn’t for him being there. He holds my wrists softly looking down at me. “What are you doing here?” He questions and I bite my lip. It does seem a bit strange that I welcomed myself into his dorm room unannounced. It’s normal for me when all the boys are in here but never when only one is inside. My face heats and I place my heels back on the ground. “Oh um- I’m sorry. I just- and you were-” I stutter and he smirks at me. “I’m not upset darling, I just wish it wasn’t a whole mess for you.” he tells me.

He looks behind him, still not breaking contact, using one of his hands to shuffle the mess on the table. He finally finds what he was looking for and takes his wand. “Scourgify.” He casts with a whip of his wand. The room around us starts to put itself away, as if an invisible maid or butler was making their rounds. He walks with me over to his side of the room and I notice that his foot is kicking a box under his bed. I quirk my brow and lean down grabbing the package.

“No don’t-” He sighs, pinching his brow “...do that.” Looking at the package I smile. “Oh Remmy…” I gasp, placing my hand at my chest. “I- I was trying to wrap it for your birthday but… but-” He groans, flopping on his bed. “No one ever taught me how to wrap presents.” He whispers under his hands. My fingers trace the broken parcel around the present. There’s strips of tape trying to hold it together and the brown parcel is crumbled with a string holding it in place. “Oh Remus, how did you know?” I ask, feeling tears prick at my lashes. “Well I overheard you saying that you didn’t care much for your birthday and I- I couldn’t bear the thought. I also noticed whenever we were heading to the Broomstick how you eyed this. I scrounged some money together and bought it.” He blurts out and I climb next to him on the bed.

Lightly peeling his hands from his face, I smile at him softly. “Why are you so stressed? I love it, Remmy…” I tell him and his face stays solemn. “I wanted to make sure it was perfect, now I spoiled it and it’s all messy…” He frowns and I lay my hand on his chest, tracing small pictures across it. “Remus, it’s already perfect because you made it. You could’ve gotten me a stink bomb and I would’ve loved it.” I tell him and he holds my hand, squeezing it. “But it’s not. It’s all torn and I can’t find another roll of parcel.” He complains and I giggle. I raise my wand and wink. “Acio roll of parcel.” I smirk and he groans slightly laughing. “I didn’t think of that.” He mumbles and I reach out for the parcel floating towards us.

I pull him to sit on the ground with me. I reach for a box similar in size and he raises an eyebrow. “What’s this?” He asks and I shrug. “I’ll teach you.” I whisper and he wipes under his eyes though they are mostly dry. “Ok…” He whispers back and we get started.

“So, I fold it like this… And how do I tape it without it unfolding?” He asks, holding down the triangle he just made. “Well you are a beginner and that is a high level move…” I joke and he rolls his eyes. “Here I’ll help you this time.” I say and quickly jut my hand out to take his place. My fingers graze the back of his hand and I jerk it back for a second. My face heats up in an instant and I place my hand back. “Ok…” He says, looking up at me. His nose nearly meets mine and we lock eyes. “You- You can tape it now.” I mutter, his hand unmoving. He makes a small noise agreeing but still doesn’t move his hand. “Your eyes always take my breath away…” He mutters under his breath and I gulp. So quickly I question if it even happened his chin moves closer, lips almost touching but never making contact.

He moves away and grabs the tape and I stay there amazed. I snap too once he finally tapes the last part and he laughs. “I did it!” He tells me and I nod happily. “I have no idea why you were so worried. I never took you as a perfectionist.” I say and he sighs. “Because it’s for you. I always thought you were the most perfect person I’ve ever met and wanted you to know that…” He admits and I smile. “Remmy…” I sigh, I lean closer only to be interrupted by Sirius barreling into the room. “You completely ruined my chances, you asshole!” He yells and I laugh, hiding behind Remus to dodge the pillows being hurled.

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Only For You

Word count: 1.2k

Fred Weasley x Fem Reader

Warnings: Angsty, Smut, cursing, brat taming, torture kink, daddy kink, angry sex, wh*re is used a lot, tell me if I missed any

A/n: I'm backkkkkkkkk. I've had writers block but this just came to me and I had to write it. I'm rusty but I hope you like it!

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House

Requests! Open!

(I'll write about anyone from Harry Potter! I'm desperate for ideas lol)

I watch as the boys laugh sadly and Angelina taps my shoulder. "Why so glum babes?" she asks, mocking my pout. "Horny..." I blatantly say. "Then go and get some babes." She says with a wink and I shake my head. "He told me I had to wait." I reply. She clicks her tongue, placing her legs on top of mine and leaning on the arm rest. "Punishment or just the chaos of it?" She asks.

"Punishment?" I ask confused. "Don't tell me... He doesn't punish you? Then how does he keep you from breaking the rules." She asks and I get more confused. "I never break his rules." I tell her and she snaps. "There's your problem. Act out. That's what he wants." She tells me. "But... I have never acted out." I pout and she pats my cheek.

"If you want Freddie to give you what you want, you gotta be a bit of a brat. Get what you want and he might be a bit rough but he sure will fuck you darling." She tells me and I smile. "What should I do?" I ask.

***

I walk over to Fred, Angelina just got done telling me what I should do. I sit on Fred's lap and he smiles warmly at me. "Hi baby, miss me?" He asks and I nod, pouting. "So horny daddy." I mumble to him, moving to nibble on his neck softly. "Aw I know baby, only a little longer, daddy will take care of you soon." He tells me and I finally get upset.

"No daddy, I want you to fuck me now." I complain. He cocks an eyebrow at me angrily. "Excuse me?" He threatens and I sit up. "I want you to fuck me. Now." I say demandingly. I feel his hand shoot up to my neck. "I heard you the first time, I just wanted to see if you wouldn't be a dumb slut and fix yourself." He tells me angrily. "I wouldn't be a slut if you gave me what I wanted." I tell him back, knowing the boys surrounding us are listening intently.

"You aren't acting like a good girl." He tells me and I fidget where I'm sitting, pouting more. "I've been a good girl and I got nothing. I want you to fuck me now." I complain and he grabs my chin. "Watch that fucking mouth and tone." He spits at me and I hear George cough. "She being a brat Fred?" He asks nonchalantly. "A slutty brat. She never acts like this." He states, looking me in my eyes menacingly.

"Lemme see her I think I recognize this behavior." He states. I feel Fred place me in George's lap angrily. "She's acting like a whore, that's what it is." I hear him say before taking a sip of his drink angrily. "Hey darling..." I hear George say softly. I feel his hand caress my cheek, I lean my head further into his hand closing my eyes. "Hi Georgie..." I mumble softly.

"I know you're a good girl, what's gotten into you?" He coos. "Daddy hasn't fucked me in forever. I'm so horny Georgie... You'd fuck me, wouldn't you?" I whimper and he places a hand on my thigh. "I'm sorry baby..." He coos and I nod. "I feel like someone's being a bad influence, mind telling me who that is?" He asks and I shake my head. "C'mon, be a big girl... Who has got you acting like this?" He asks, I feel Fred come up behind me and softly rub his fingers in a circle on my clit.

"Mm... Daddy..." I mumble, leaning into him as George holds my thighs down. "C'mon my little cum whore, who's got you acting like this. You're embarrassing daddy..." He tells me and I whimper. "I'm sorry daddy, n'ver meant to embarrass daddy. Just wanted his attention." I mumble as he sucks on my neck softly. "Tell us, we wanna know..." Georgie tells me softly, moving his hands to rub circles on my tits.

"Can't tell sirs. I'd get in trouble..." I moan, already feeling subby from how they're touching me. "Be a good girl and tell us..." Fred whispers and I nod. "Angelina... She told me being a brat... Mmm... Would get d-daddy's attention..." I mutter and Fred shoves me back onto Georgie.

"Fucking brat ruined my perfect baby..." Fred spits. "I'll handle her. You hold onto this horny thing." George tells him, moving me to Fred. "Daddy..." I mutter and he holds me softly against him. "Daddy can't stop... So horny..." I moan. I feel him get up and move into one of the private rooms. He finally sits down still holding me and I start grinding my cunt against his already hard as fuck erection.

"No no baby... You've been bad. Bad girls get punished not praised." He says, placing me against the bed. "Mmm.... Daddy I just want to be touched by you, please..." I moan. "Alright baby..." He mumbles. I feel him lift up my skirt and a hard slap on my ass. I yelp and he rubs the place he slapped. "Is this what you want?" He asks angrily, undoing his tie. I feel him wrap it around my wrists.

Slap

He kept spanking me until there were tears in my eyes.

"Daddy! Want you in me. I'm so wet daddy... so so wet." I beg and he pulls down my panties with two fingers and sticks them in me, pumping at an aggressive pace. "So fucking wet... Maybe all you needed was some punishments..." He tells me and I shake my head. "Always wet for you... always." I moan and he flips me over.

"Fucking whore. You want my cock so bad you'll take spankings. I bet I could slap you across your face and you wouldn't care as long as it meant I'd still fuck you." He laughs and I nod. "Anything for daddy's cock, anything." I moan, his fingers come from deep inside me for him to pull them out and stick them between my lips. "You talk too much." He tells me and I moan, sucking his fingers dry.

He shoves me back down and finally puts his cock in me. Fucking me as hard and fast as he can. Moaning my name, holding me down, telling me how good I feel. All making me more and more turned on. "Just like that daddy, I love your cock. I wanna taste it. I wanna be yours. Only yours. I'm such a whore for you daddy." I moan out.

He finally cums inside me, moaning my name and I shortly come after. I grab his hair and pull him down to suck on my tits. He licks and bites my tits as I moan his name, driving my hips to meet his as I try my best to hold onto that glorious feeling. As I calm down and expect him to stop, he keeps going.

"Daddy I came. Daddy-" I moan but he kisses me sloppily. "I'm not done. I want you to fucking scream." He moans. I nod, horny by the idea of him fucking me over and over again.

"Only for you."

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xxreader-writerxx · 3 years

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Cool that u write smuts. So can u write like Harry×fem!reader where Harry is really stressed about everything (like in 6th year). He's pretty fucked and reader gets worried for him so she decides to divert his mind by giving an amazing blow job(dom!Harry) and they cuddle later and he's thanking her and saying how much she means to him and being a softie and placing kisses on her.

Thank u sm 💛

Stress Relief

Word count: 489

Harry Potter x Fem Reader

Warnings: Angsty, Smut, Blowjob, fluffy at the end.

A/n: I am now healthy and trying to do requests, I'm trying to keep it in order from when they requested them. Also my birthday is Monday yayyy lol

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House

Requests! Open!

(I'll write about anyone from Harry Potter! I'm desperate for ideas lol)

I walk into Harry's room, when I open the door I see Harry throwing a ball against his wall harshly. I walk over sighing and catches the ball before it hit the wall again. "Hey." He mutters before getting off the bed, looking around his room. The place is a mess, laundry everywhere, bed undone, and more. I sit on the bed and spread my arms. He lays in them upset. "Hermione and Ron again?" I ask, my cheek shoved against his hair. He nods sadly and I kiss he top of his head.

We lay there for a few minutes until he shifts uncomfortably. "I think 'ma go to the pitch..." He mumbles and I pull his shirt lightly. "You've been training twenty-four seven, stay and snuggle." I whine and he sits down. "Darling I'll be right back." He tells me and I groan. "Harry..." I mumble, tugging him down slowly. "Love, I'll be back in like two minutes." He promises. "Skip training, let me help you." I mumble into his ear, I feel his body melt into mine a bit.

"Baby... I know what you're doing..." He whispers into my ear and I smirk. "Good." I whisper back. He finally gives in and lays down on the bed, holding my hips so I follow him down. I slowly take his shirt off as he sighs with content. I kiss down his chest and feel his hips moving upwards slowly in anticipation. "You've been so stressed lately..." I pout, kissing right above his trousers. "Quit with the teasing love." He warns and I giggle lightly.

I pull down his trousers along with his boxers and his now very hard and very much pre cum'd covered erection springs out. I move my hand up and down it when I finally start kitty licking the tip. "That's a good girl" He moans out softly, pushing his fingers through my hair. I finally take as much as I can, hearing him groan at the feeling of his tip hitting the back of my throat. I slowly bob my head, starting to speed up as he thrusts his hips lightly.

He keeps moaning out praises as he guides me by pulling my hair when he finally cums in my mouth. I bob my head slowly to help him ride it out and finally pull my head up. He holds out his arms for me and I crawl up slowly. "You're amazing..." He breathes out wearily.

***

About an hour later I'm half asleep as he peppers kisses down my neck softly. "I love you so much..." He mumbles softly. I giggle as his messy hair tickles my neck as he kisses my shoulder blades. "I'm so happy I met you..." He mumbles again and I turn, cupping his face softly. "I love you darling..." I tell him, kissing his nose. "You're so bloody amazing..." He whispers and I hug him softly. ""

#HarryPotter #canon #Harry Potter Fanfiction #Harry Potter Fic #Harry Potter x Y/n #Harry Potter Story #hogwarts #gryffindor #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #slytherin #smut x reader #harry potter x reader #love #fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #ChosenOne

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xxreader-writerxx · 3 years

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OMG ur requests are open! Okay...so can u do a Harry Potter×fem!reader where Harry is readers best friend. She is maintaining a secret diary and Harry once finds it hidden *u put the place*. He thinks to tease u and flips the pages finding his name over pages to Find out u have been in love with him. HE ISNT SURE WHAT HE FEELS THO. He kinda likes u as well but maybe he wants to keep u safe or something. Or maybe he fancies Ginny and prefers u as his best friend.

I would keep it ur amazing imagination and ur talented writing.

PLEAAAASEEE CAN U DO THIS ONE!?

Also.. stay safe,stay happy!

Don't Read Diaries- Or Do.

Word count: 1k

Harry Potter x Fem Reader

Warnings: Angsty, Manipulation (Ginny's doing), Miscommunication, (Happy Ending), mini food fight. (tell me if I missed anything)

A/n: Omg first Request! This was pretty fun to write... I might've slipped an Easter Egg of myself in it- What I'm a narcissist/j I love Ginny to death I just made her mean to add plot convenience

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House

Requests! Open!

(I'll write about anyone from Harry Potter! I'm desperate for ideas lol)

I walk out to the school courtyard, bag in hand searching for a place to sit. I see Harry, Hermione, and Ron laughing on one of the benches. Hermione sees me and waves me over. "Hey guys!" I greet and Harry pulls me in for a side hug. "Your out of Snape's class finally." He laughs and I feel my face warm from how close we are.

***

We spent the day roaming the castle and now, here I am, in the library writing in my diary. I'm doodling Harry's name like some sappy teen romcom but for some reason its therapeutic after a long day. I hear rustling behind me and I shove the diary into the hidden compartment quickly.

"Oh hey Y/n/n." Ginny greets smiling. "Hey Gin." I laugh out, flustered from the fear of getting caught. "Watcha up to?" She asks and I grab a book quickly. "Looking for a book to study. Luckily I just found it." I lie and she looks at the book I'm holding. "What does 'The History of Pygmy Puffs' have to do with any of your classes?" She asks and I start packing it in my bag quickly. "Pop quiz ya know how those go." I breathe.

Harry's POV:

I'm doing homework in my dorm when I hear someone banging on the door. I open it to find Ginny holding a book looking like she's about to burst. "What?" I ask and she giggles. "You won't believe... what I found." She coughs out. She hands me the book and I flip through it. "T-this is Y/n's handwriting..." I stutter and she nods looking like she heard the funniest joke. "A-And this is her writing my name all over the pages..." I continue, a blush forming on my cheeks.

"Well it might not be your name." She says quickly. "Well who else has a H in their name that she knows? That's age appropriate of course." I ask and she thinks. "Well it doesn't have to be a name.... It could be Hufflepuff! Like that one guy Perri in Hufflepuff!" She states and I look at it confused. "Who would do that?" I ask and she shrugs. "I did hear her talking about a guy named Perri a few days ago!" She states and I look at the book upset.

"Take this back. You shouldn't take her things." I tell her angrily. "What's wrong?" She asks and I shrug. "Dunno. Can you bring it back now? I don't want her to get scared that her stuffs gone." I say and she shrugs leaving.

Y/n's POV:

I go to breakfast and see my friend group. I go to sit next to Harry but he moves in the way. "Can you sit with someone else today? I'm saving this seat for someone." He mutters and Hermione hits his arm. "Harry!" She gasps. He shrugs it off, staring at his plate. I nod slowly, backing away. "Yeah no problem. See you in class..." I mumble, walking over to another part of the table.

"Hey Y/n!" I hear Ginny chirp. I wave sadly. "What's wrong?" She asks and I groan, plucking my food sadly. "I think Harry's mad at me..." I whisper and she puts her hand on mine. "No! No... He's just processing." She tells me and I perk up confused. "Processing what?" I ask and her eyes widen. "Y-You don't know? I'd think he'd talk to you about it." She tells me and I cock my head. "He... Found your diary..." She says, looking bashful. "Oh..." I say quietly, holding back my tears.

For some reason I get angry. Why didn't he talk to me? Is it so bad I might fancy him? I get up, walking over angrily. "HEY POTTER." I half-yell, getting a small group of peoples attention. "Yes?" He asks annoyed and I grab his goblet of pumpkin juice. "Next time reject the girl instead of acting as if she did something wrong." I say after pouring juice over his head. He gets up angrily and grabs Ron's juice, having Ron whine with his mouth full. "Excuse me?" He asks. "You heard me." I answer defiantly.

"Aren't you going to stop this!?" Ron asks the three older years nearby, two being his older twin brothers. "Nope." Becca, Fred, and George respond. "This is too entertaining Ronniekins." Becca states, leaning back as the twins nod.

He pours his glass over my head and I gasp. "Well you shouldn't write in your diary so confusing and reject you? That's not my job! It's Perri's from Hufflepuff. Who writes like that?!" He spits back and I furrow my eyebrows. I grab a hard boiled egg and crack it over his head. "Well you shouldn't have read my diary! And who the bloody hell is Perri!?" I yell back.

He looks over at Ginny who looks horrified. "Your crush in Hufflepuff! The one I confused for myself." He replies, pouring his now cold oatmeal on my head. "What the bloody hell do you mean?! You're my crush Harry fricking Potter!" I yell back, pouring an unwilling Ron's applesauce on his head. "You like me!?" He asks and I nod angrily. "You like me?" He asks and I nod again. "Well why didn't you bloody say that?!" He asks, pulling me in for a messy kiss, I could taste the applesauce dripping from his hair that seeped down to his lips in the kiss. His hands tangled in my oatmeal-covered hair as I hold his face lightly.

We finally separate and I giggle. "What?" He asks smiling a goofy smile. "Perri from Hufflepuff? Are you an idiot Harry Potter?" I ask and he chuckles, placing his forehead against mine. "Only for you." He whispers and I feel my face heat up. He wipes his finger across my cheek and tastes the oatmeal. "I think you owe me a breakfast.... I think there's a good place at Hogsmeade." He tells me and I bite my lip. "Can I invite my friend Perri?" I ask and he laughs, throwing his head back.

"You owe me a breakfast too ya know." A very sad Ron states, Hermione smacking his arm in response. "Sorry Ronnie..." I giggle.

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xxreader-writerxx · 3 years

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Hey...Saw ur requests are open! Do u write like kinda Smutty fics? Cuz as desperate as u r to write...I m desperate to request as well 👁👄👁

PS: take care 💛

Of course! Just request it! And thank you!

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Stay. Please?

Word count: 1.1k

Fred Weasley x Fem Reader

Warnings: Cursing, angsty, Panic Attacks (Reader), Poor Plot, Mentions of drinking, Arranged Marriage,

A/n: I live! Sorry for not posting, school has been wild. I finally get a break and only doing online assignments because of a super high fever and stuck on bed rest (almost got sent back home due the nurse thinking I had COVID from how bad it was. Sent to the hospital. They said just the usual fever and I'll be fine soon). This is my sort of redemption for the Draco bash in my last imagine lol.

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House

Requests! Open!

(I'll write about anyone from Harry Potter! I'm desperate for ideas lol)

I'm going through RVSPs when a certain name has a big fat "Sad To Miss It" I grab my phone and go to my balcony, dialing his number. "Yes?" I hear a groggy Fred answer. "What the hell Fred?" I ask and I hear him sit up. "Hey beautiful. What's up?" He asks and I close the door behind me. "Why the hell are you not coming to my wedding?!" I ask and he sighs. "I don't have a date and I'll probably get drunk and ruin everything." He explains and I groan. "You have to come. Fred if you don't go... I won't go." I state and he laughs. "I don't think you can skip your own wedding dear." He tells me and I tear up. "Fred please come." I whisper and I hear shuffling. "Don't fake cry so I'll pity go." He jokes, not knowing my tears are real. "How bout I ignore the RSVP, act like you never sent it back and you can show up if you want. Please." I ask and he sighs. "Ok fine. But don't ask what type of meal I want or any of that." He tells me and I nod biting my lip. "Alright, I'll see you there." I choke out.

I hang up at the sound of my door opening. "Ms. L/n, you must meet your parents and future husband down stairs for a fitting." She states and I nod, wiping my tears. Her eyes hide a silent pity.

"I love it." Draco says more towards my parents than anything. "Us too. This one Sylvie." She tells the woman sewing my dress. I finally get released and I stiffen when Draco kisses my hand. "I'm feeling ill." I state, running to the bathroom, vomiting from the feeling deep in my stomach. I hear the door open as I sob/vomit. "Are you alright my love?" Draco asks softly. "Please go away." I whisper through my tears. "What's wrong?" He asks and I tear up again. I turn and look at him. "I don't love you! That's my problem! And you don't love me! I see how you look at Pansy! Why must we do this!? I can't! I love someone else! He holds my heart and he will never let it go!" I cry and he leans on the tub behind us nodding. "I know... I know..." He whispers, wiping my chin clean and allowing me to lay against him. "But we sadly must." He tells me and I shake my head. "I can't. We should run away, go to our lovers. Love them." I cry and he clutches me, not allowing himself to cry. "We can't."

***

He's not here. He didn't come. I look through the crowd trying to find the one boy I do love. Nothing. He didn't show. I look Draco in the face tearing up. "I can't. Draco I can't." I whisper, eyes filled with tears. "Hey you can, keep your eyes on me, imagine I'm him." He tells me, tearing up as well. "And do you Y/n L/n take this man-"

"I can't I'm so sorry." I whisper, running back down the aisle. I hear my parents yelling behind me but I ignore them. There is a storm inside me as I run that takes a physical form as rain pours. I get to his apartment and bang on the door. He opens the door and I keep my eyes on his. "You didn't come." I state and he looks at me surprised. "I didn't think you were serious." He says.

"Why didn't you come?" I ask. "I told you why Y/n." He whispers. I ram my body into his, wrapping my arms around him, letting the tears pour. "I needed you there." I cry and he closes the door still holding me close. "What's wrong? Why are you so worked up on this?" He asks worried. "I-I-I" I stutter, feeling the air from my lungs be taken. I feel my entire body shake, my heart throb, every noise I can hear and it's unbearable, I hyperventilate as he sits me down. "Woah woah... Beautiful shh shh shh..." He whispers, rubbing my arm softly. "God I look insane right now!" I cry out in stutters. "No you don't your just upset. Calm down..." He whispers.

He wrangles me into the bath to clean the mud and tears from my face, staying outside except for when I ask for any spare clothes . I walk out, eyes still puffy and lay my head on his lap. "Why weren't you there?" I ask, my voice gravely from the tears. He sighs putting his book down. "I'll sleep on the couch." He tells me and I shake my head grabbing him. "Stay. Please?" I ask and he shakes his head. I don't let go staring up with pleading eyes. "Fine you know why I didn't go? It's because... God... I- I'm in love with you Y/n L/n! You have trapped me in a chokehold of love. Ever since I met you in our first year, ten years ago, I've loved you. Your eyes sparkle when you laugh, your loving hold when someone is sad, god your clingy in the best way! But I can't- I can't be loving you. Not when you love someone else." He rants and I pull him down. "You're an idiot Fred Gideon Weasley." I whisper, pushing my lips against his. He holds my face against his, his lips moving with mine until he pulls away. He backs up wiping his lips. "I shouldn't of done that..." He breathes out.

"Why not?" I ask, forgetting all the events of today from the kiss. "Because! You're married! And-And..." He tries and I hold up my hand. "I left. Freddie. I didn't want to marry him!" I say and he looks at me confused. "Th-Then why... It was an arranged marriage." I nod slowly and he starts to slowly walking towards me. "So th-that means... You aren't married... You are single... And if I snogged you right now... I wouldn't feel any guilt?" He says, taking a step each sentence. I nod biting my lip and he rushes to kiss me, laying me on the bed. I smile into the kiss as he kisses me passionately. "I've wanted to kiss you for so long..." He pants, kissing my face here and there.

"I could say the same." I whisper and he smiles.

We fall asleep an hour later, our limbs entangled as he lays on my chest, listening to my heart beat. Feeling the happiest than we've been in a long time. And knowing our happiness will never end as long as we are with the other.

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Master List

*Fred Weasley*

Fluff:

Already Won

Summary: After Y/n breaks up with Draco since he cheated on her, what happens when Draco returns only to find out she hasn't waited but is happy with her new boyfriend, Fred Weasley?

Stay, Please?

Summary: Fred and Y/n have been friends for years but what happens when Y/n has to marry someone else and Fred realizes he loves his best friend?

Red Haired Boy

Summary: Y/n met a fiery ginger boy when she was only eleven, but what happens when she looses him... Or did she?

I Promise

Summary: When war breaks loose will two best friends finally find their way back to each other?

Talkative

Summary: When Fred snaps at Y/n, he might not like her response.

Found

Summary: What happens when two soulmates break up only to be brought together by two more, smaller, hearts?

Fight! Fight!

(WRONG LINK I WILL FIX IT AFTER MORNING CLASSES <3)

Summary: Fred gets into a fight with Ron.

Daddy's Girl

Summary: Fred loves Y/n more than the world... Until his world becomes a small ginger daughter.

Stay. Please?

Summary: Y/n is in an arranged marriage. On her wedding day she sees her true love isn't there, that's when she realizes she can't live without him.

Smut:

Seven Minutes in Heaven

Summary: Fred and lust-filled jealousy

Study Buddy Masterlist:

Summary: Fred Weasley gets a tutor but what happens when his tutor becomes something far more than that?

*Harry Potter*

Fluff:

Don't Read Diaries... Or Do

Summary: After reading the reader's diary Harry thinks she doesn't like him... But what if he's wrong?

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Study Buddy Masterlist

Study Buddy Part One

Study Buddy Part Two

Study Buddy Part Three

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Stay, Please?

Word count: 1.1k

Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Cursing, angsty, Anxiety Attack, Anxiety, Arranged Marriage, If I'm missing anything please tell me!

A/n: I felt bad for how dirty I did Draco in my last story... yeah.

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House

Requests! Open!

(I'll write about anyone! I'm desperate for ideas lol)

I hang up at the sound of my door opening. "Ms. L/n, you must meet your parents and future husband down stairs for a fitting." She states and I nod, wiping my tears. Her eyes hide a silent pity.

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He wrangles me into the bath to clean the mud and tears from my face, staying outside except for when I ask for any spare clothes. I walk out, eyes still puffy and lay my head on his lap. "Why weren't you there?" I ask, my voice gravely from the tears. He sighs putting his book down. "I'll sleep on the couch." He tells me and I shake my head grabbing him. "Stay. Please?" I ask and he shakes his head. I don't let go staring up with pleading eyes. "Fine you know why I didn't go? It's because... God... I- I'm in love with you Y/n L/n! You have trapped me in a chokehold of love. Ever since I met you in our first year, ten years ago, I've loved you. Your eyes sparkle when you laugh, your loving hold when someone is sad, god your clingy in the best way! But I can't- I can't be loving you. Not when you love someone else." He rants and I pull him down. "You're an idiot Fred Gideon Weasley." I whisper, pushing my lips against his. He holds my face against his, his lips moving with mine until he pulls away. He backs up wiping his lips. "I shouldn't of done that..." He breathes out.

"I could say the same." I whisper and he smiles.

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OH GOD THAT IS SO ME- udjdjdji

McGonagall: so, is there something you three wanna say?

George: we feel really bad

Fred: never shall we levitate Malfoy to the top of the Christmas tree again

McGonagall:

Y/N: today

Y/N: never shall we levitate Malfoy to the top of the Christmas tree again today

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Already Won

Word count: 2.1k

Fred Weasley x Fem Reader

Warnings: Cursing, angsty, Cheating Mentioned, Blood Mentioned, Knife Kink Mentioned, Reader nearly cuts finger off, Panic Attack-ish (Fred), Poor Plot, Snogging at the end, and Abandonment Issues

A/n: This isn't amazing it was just to kick my arse into writing again lol, fighting writers block atm

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House

I'm cutting vegetables in the kitchen for dinner when I hear the door unlock. I smile to myself and grab the coffee I made, reheating it with a quick spell. "Baby! Did you get the creamer while you were out?" I ask, turning the corner. "I was supposed to?" I hear a different voice than what I was expecting respond. "Oh its you." I say plainly, annoyed by the sight of my ex boyfriend Draco. "Hey darling. I missed you." He says, walking to try to give me a hug but I push him away disgusted. "Didn't I dump you like what five months ago? After you cheated on me with Pansy?" I ask, turning to go into the kitchen. "Your still on that? I'm back so everything can go back to normal!" He says and I scoff. "Nope." I say when I hear the door open.

"Baby, the witch down the street ran out of creamer but, I got coffees down the street. Then I dropped them on myself trying to get inside." I hear Fred ramble. I walk out chuckling and see him stripping as he walks into our room. "The coffee burns." He says, still distracted by getting clean clothes on. I walk over with Draco tailing behind me. "Honey, someone's here." I tell him and he whips his head around, grabbing his shirt to cover himself. "Shit. Sorry sorry.... Not sorry what the hell is he doing here?" He asks, seeing Draco. "Figuring it out myself- Oh my god Freddie, how hot were those coffees?!" I ask, seeing a burn mark forming on his shoulder.

"I wanted them to be hot enough to make it home." He says sheepishly. I walk over, grabbing the burn medication I conjured after discovering having Fred Weasley as a boyfriend means a lot of burns to heal. I pull down the sleeve and rub the ointment on. "Ow..." He moans and I nod sadly.

When I finish I put a bandage on him and take his hand. I bring him to the fridge and grab a lolly. "Suck on this while it heals, it'll cool your body." I say and he winks, placing the lolly on his tongue. "While I suck on this why don't you- Why are you still here." He says, breaking his flirty behavior to look at Draco who is glaring at Fred. "Name's on the lease." He says with a smirk. "You're kidding. He's kidding." He says looking at me upset. I freeze trying to think of a solution when I finally sigh. "He's right..." I say, I shove my face in his chest and he glares at Draco angrily. "You are going to leave." He says through gritted teeth. "Where would I go huh?" He asks, still cocky. "Do I give a shit? No. Now your things are in the hall closet, take those bags and leave." He repeats, keeping me against him.

"I don't remember your name on the lease." He says with a smirk and Fred nods. "Yeah but I have my initials on-" He says as he start to raise my shirt trying to reveal the initials he cut during an exciting night two days ago. I slap his hand and he looks at me cheekily. "Anyways, I guess you can stay in the guest room and I'll go unpack." He says and I grab his jacket before he can leave the kitchen. "Fix it." I say sternly and he groans. "I'll stay in the guest room." He mumbles and I nod promptly.

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I wake up next to Fred and look for whatever woke me. I get up realizing its 5:37 and shake Fred softly. "Baby we need to get ready for work. I'll go make breakfast." I whisper and he nods into the pillow, golden ginger hair surrounding his freckled face softly. "Baby, if we told George what happened he'd understand, let's sleep in." He offers and I sigh. "If I had another owner to take care of my shop then I would jump in your arms but..." I say and he groans nodding.

I make my way into the kitchen to make us omelets when a figure makes me jump. "Fuck." I mutter as Draco takes a sip of his coffee. "Honey?" I hear from behind me and I turn to see Fred fiddling with his tie. I walk over smiling to myself at his loose tie and messy hair. "Stupid Blood Traitor can't even tie his own tie." I hear Malfoy mumble as I tied Fred's tie, getting angry I nearly behead Fred on accident but he stops me with a soft hold on my hips. "Here's the thing, Malfoy, I'm doing this... To do this." Fred says smirking pulling me in for his signature kiss. I sigh into the kiss almost forgetting about my troubles until they cough to signify they're still there.

"I'll make our breakfast, you work on tea?" I ask and he salutes cutely. I start chopping up onions when I feel myself get enveloped in a hug, Fred's face snug in my neck. His lips threateningly close to my neck, butterfly kisses every now and then. "What are you up to?" I giggle as his hands tickle my sides. "I just love you..." He whispers and I smile. "I love you more." I whisper and he kisses my cheek. "I'll cook the omelet, you go watch your program. It's on." He whispers and I turn, placing my hands on the counter behind me. "I can take care of the food. Don't worry about me." I whisper back and he kisses my lips softly. "Please? When else will your show be on this early?" He asks and I smile. "If you insist. But at least let me cut the peppers." I say and he nods.

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I'm cutting dough in my café when I hear the door open. I smile warmly, keeping my eyes to the counter. "Hello! I'll be with you in a moment." I say when someone pushes my chin up softly. "Hey darling." Draco says and I groan. "Malfoy, I'm not your darling anymore. I'm dating Fred." I state, my entire body growing warm with anger. "I know, I know... But I wanted to try and win you back." He states, holding up a gold necklace. "You think I can be bought?" I ask, seething with anger. His face looses color as he shakes his head. "N-no! I meant this as a sorry-" He begins but I slam my knife down. "Get out."

I walk into the twin's shop, unusually tired, I see George and walk over lazily. "Hey- What the hell!?" He asks and he grabs my arm, tugging me to Fred's office. "Where are we going?" I ask lazily. "FRED." He yells banging on the door. Fred opens the door angrily but the anger turns to worry when he lays his eyes on me, or to be specific my finger. I cut it, deep. "Oh look at that..." I say and he scoops me up. "Oh god oh god..." He mumbles as I lay my head on his shoulder. "You smell nice." I whisper and he shakes his head. "What the hell happened?" He asks and I frown. "Draco came to my shop and gave me this." I say and I show him the necklace and he looks at it upset as he buckles me into the car. "You've lost a lot of blood..." He whispers, tearing up a bit. "I'm fineeee." I tell him and he kisses my forehead softly. "Just stay awake..." He whispers and I nod softly.

I wake up in a hospital bed and Fred is holding my hand. "Baby?" I ask roughly, my throat burning from sleep. "Thank god." He exclaims, holding me close to his chest. "Are you alright? Do you need anything?! You don't understand how happy I am to see your eyes open." He tells me, clutching my shirt tightly.

***

Ever since the accident Fred kicked Malfoy out and I got someone to take over the shop while I heal. Fred's been clingy since because he says he nearly lost me and every time I remind him it was only a bit of blood loss but he always responds with "same thing". Malfoy has been sending flowers, expensive gifts, and baskets each with a note begging me to take him back. I laugh at every package because they come from Pansy's apartment. Now its two months later both me and Fred going strong, and Malfoy hasn't given up.

I walk into the house back from groceries with Fred nowhere to be found. I hear shaky breathing from our room. I walk in and see Fred in the corner crying silently. "Freddie?" I ask and he hides his face in his arms. "I'll be out in a minute." He whispers and I sit next to him on the floor. "What's wrong?" I ask and he cries again. "Nothing, don't worry about it." He whispers and I tug his hand to wrap around it. "Tell me..." I whisper back and place my free hand on his cheek. He leans into my hand, closing his eyes happily. "I love you..." I tell him and he sighs. "I'm sorry." He tells me and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Did you break something?" I ask and he laughs, wiping his nose. "No... I'm sorry I can't provide for you." He tells me and I finally am able to sit on his lap, his hands resting on my hips as he places his forehead in the crane of my neck. "What?" I ask and he digs his head further. "Malfoy gets you all these fancy gifts and I know I'm not enough. I don't have diamond necklaces, my flowers are always picked, and he has so much to offer... And I'm here being the idiot who has a joke shop instead of a stable job. Its a matter of time before he finally wins you back and I would understand, who'd want me over Malfoy..." He cries into my neck and I run my hands through his hair softly.

"No... Baby I don't care about jewels or money. I love your flowers, how you tell me why each one reminded you of me... I love you Freddie.... I could never be won by Malfoy wanna know why?" I coo into his ear softly. "Why?" He asks, looking up at me with his soft hazel eyes. "Because you've already won. A million times, you've won. When we became best friends at 8, when I saw you on the bus, when you left school, when you moved in with me after my break-up, not letting me ignore help by saying you needed a place to stay because George and Angelina were moving in when we both knew you could live at the burrow... Every day you have won me. How can I prove that?" I ask and he smiles sweetly. "You just did... I love you so so much." He whispers and I smile, kissing his nose.

I hear the doorbell ring and he looks towards the door upset. I groan getting up and open the door. Draco is there crying holding flowers. "Please." He whispers and I go to slam the door but he stops me. "I know I don't deserve it but please give me another chance. Weaslebee could never care for you, not like I can. So please take me back." He says and I get angered by those words. I grab his collar and shove him back. "Do not talk of Fred that way." I say and he scoffs. "You know he won't. I have money we can land on, he doesn't. So cut the bullshit and take me back." He spits and I punch him right in the nose. "Leave. And I don't mean my door, I mean my life Malfoy." I tell him as he doubles over, flicking him off.

I walk back into my house and find Fred smiling at me, eyes still puffy but I couldn't care less, he's beautiful. "I love-" Is all he can say before I grab his collar, pulling him into a long kiss. He leans into it after recovering from the shock. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me to wrap my legs around his torso. He sits on the couch, pulling me flush against his body. "I love you so much..." He mumbles as we take a second to get air. "I love you more." I say, diving to attach my lips to his. He pulls away after a while and smiles, moving hair from my face softly. I smile back, a giggle escaping my lips. "What?" I ask and he kisses me softly. "I guess I did win." He whispers and I kiss him again.

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