“Not all men”
You’re right Arthur Weasley would never.
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I’m sorry but I can’t help but think about (maybe I’m biased here) but Fred Weasley falling in love with a ravenclaw and being the most ANNOYING person on the face of the planet to get her attention slightly like Krum did to Hermione except he’s not one to stay off to the side and just hope to be acknowledged on the few times he attempted to talk to her because THE Fred Weasley would plot with the younger years to get info on the things she likes to surprise her with them and outright confess his love any second he can even recruiting Ginny and George to talk him up for her like I CANNOT with this thought rn like girl just wants to study but nooooooo lil red head army comes pushing through to disrupt the peace then when she gives in and gives it a try it’s CALM and peaceful he just used his ✨skill set✨ to get her now it’s resting on her lap while she studies constantly
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I don’t understand why Percy Weasley apologists even exist when Percy Weasley never did anything wrong. The ones who should be sorry are his shitty parents, who basically treated him like a pariah for having ambitions in life, and his sheep of brothers, who tore into him for not settling for living in filth while whining all the damn time about having to wear second-hand clothes and just because he wanted to make the most of his resources and have a better life, they saw it as betraying Godric Gryffindor. The Weasleys were like a religious cult, what a fucking toxic family.
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Dominique delacour-Weasley
I wish you were sober
Quiet girl x party girl
It was the night after gryffindor won a quidditch match, was Dominique on the quidditch team? No was she gonna party like she actually played and won? Always. You were in your dorm that was shared with Dominique she was being ready for that party she wore a tight black lacy singlet and some baggy cargo pants with her school tie as the belt, “you look good” you smiled siting on your bed watching her “thank you” she smiled and turned to you, “when are you getting ready?” She asked “oh uhm I didn’t think I should go, I only really know you” you said embarrassed “so? You could meet someone! I’ll totally set you up” that sounded like your absolute worst nightmare, getting set up? With a boy? By the girl you like? That sound horrible “uhm no thanks” Dominique walked over “please-!! Fine I won’t set you up! But please come! For me atleast?” She pouted, you could never say no to her so you agreed “fine” she smiled and went through your closet and picked a black band tee with was off the shoulder and a bell bottom jeans “I’ll do you make up too!!” She smiled and turned around so you could change, which you did “are you sure this won’t be awkward?” *you asked nervously as she did your make up “no way, I’ll hang you with you the whole time!” She smiled “all done, you look really pretty y/n” that caused you to blush, “let’s go!” She smiled and took your hands downstairs to the party she immediately started drinking as you stood behind her
“Hey be careful domi” you said worried as she’s took shots “don’t even worry it takes a lot for me to get drunk” she giggled and held your hand dragging you around the party “y/n you should drink too” she giggled again “ah no you drink for me” you said awkwardly as she shrugged, an hour or so later she was completely drunk “y/n dance with me?” She pouted pulled your arm “ah- okay?” She smiled and took you to the crowd of people and danced with you “you’re really pretty I wish you’d do stuff like this more” she admitted drunkly “huh?” She smiled “your always in your room and you never want to spend time with me” she downed “I always want to spend time with you domi” you frowned “but your always with your friends” she looked at you “that hang out with my friends I miss you” you smiled and then stopped remembering she was drunk “ah maybe” she smiled the music got louder and she became more bold, “y/n your so pretty do you know that?” You blushed really hard “huh-?” “I mean so many guys want me to set you up with them but I always refuse” you didn’t know that “what why?” It’s not that you wanted to go on dates with random guys, or shy random guys were interested in you at all you just assumed no one liked you. “Because you’re all mine! No bot deserves you” she smiled brightly “oh you don’t mean that your drunk” you said awkwardly trying so hard not to get your hopes up, “do I mean it I do!” She protested and held on to your hands tightly “I’ll prove it!” Before you could speak you felt her lips on yours, you desperately wanted to pull away but couldn’t she grin on to your waist and neck and kissed you intensely infront of everyone, once she pulled away you muttered under your breath “I wish you were sober” and frowned as she smiled blindly “see I proved it I really do like you y/n” “can we talk about this tomorrow when your yourself please?” She frowned “I am myself?” “No I mean when your sober” you said upset “i just feel like this is the alcohol speaking and not my Dominique speaking that’s all” you were tired it was way past 10 when you normally went to sleep “domi can we go to bed please” you frowned “only if we can sleep in my bed”!your rolled your eyes “whatever can we just leave-?” She nodded and giggled leading you back to the dorm as you formed you walked in and she feel on her bed giggling and pulled you down after her, you laid face to face “your to pretty to be with a boy anyways” dominque muttered drunkly as she wrapped her leg on you and slowly feel asleep in your arms “stupid girl” you friend hugging her back trying to savour it before she wakes up and forgets everything.
My first wuh luh wuh fic I hope it was toxic enough /j
I hope you guys can ignore my grammar and that this was decent
Love Maddie
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One on Each Side.
(Weasley twins x reader)
You and Fred had been dating for three years. You’ve always been happy having one, but they liked to share.
(NOT SMUT? slightly sexual? fluff?)
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You and Fred have been dating for three years. Even though three years would be long enough to be able to tell your boyfriend from his brother, it was hard.
They acted to similar and looked pretty much the same if they were alone. It leads to a lot of awkward moments mistaking George for Fred.
Fred never got mad, he understood and laughed it off a lot, yeah he did get slightly jealous but it wasn’t completely your fault.
The closer you got with Fred, the closer you got with George. George was pretty much always third wheeling but neither of you seemed to mind.
A few awkward moments was going to Fred after a long day at school and hugging him and kissing him on the cheek, only for Fred to end up actually being George.
George never seemed to get uncomfortable either, hugging was pretty normal because of how close you were with him. Whenever you would do something that was meant for Fred, he would laugh and say, “Wrong Weasley love.”
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You were sitting in the common room when Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, and Harry opened the door and walked angrily to their rooms. They were all yelling and complaining. Two boys didn’t go to their rooms, Fred and George.
“What happened?” You asked. One of the twins replied, “We had the worst practice ever.” They were both telling you how terrible it was and how nobody was focused. You weren’t really into Quidditch, but half of your future family plays so you knew you had to learn eventually.
You thought it was so cute, both the twins on the floor complaining about a sport like they were little kids. You couldn’t help but smile.
Fred was already frustrated, he took your smile as you making fun of him. He stopped talking and scoffed “Whatever.” Fred walked towards his room. It left you and George together alone.
“What happened?” George said laughing a little. “I don’t know, i think it was because i was smiling?”..
You and George sit there for a minute in silence, he gets up and sits next to you. “I think he’s just stressed lately, he’s worried about the game coming up, he hasn’t been able to focus.” He puts a hand on your shoulder. You hug him tightly and say, “Yeah, George does get intense about the game sometimes, but you do a lot too.”
George sat in silence, you thought he had Fred, again. George never wanted to admit it, but he liked it. He liked the attention he got from you. Sometimes, he would pretend to be Fred. George knew how you tasted, you’ve kissed his lips so many times and you didn’t even know it. Sometimes, he would try to act more like Fred to get more out of you, it’s only gone as far as making out and grinding on each other. It makes George feel so guilty, but you were so beautiful.
“Yeah but I’m alright, i’m very good.” George said smirking. He decided to pretend he was Fred again. Believing the boy your talking too is your boyfriend, you put ur legs over his lap and your arms around his neck. You pull him in and kiss his lips. George was sweaty and nervous, he was worried about getting caught one day, right now, it’s happening in the middle for anyone to see. He kinda liked that risk. The thought of him getting caught with you turned him on.
You suspect nothing, You lay your head on George’s shoulder, “You should be nicer to Georgie, he’s trying his best right now, i think he’s pretty good.” “Yeah he’s alright, but i’m better.” George said and smirked again. He knew exactly how to act like Fred. You hit his arm playfully, “Shut up Fred.” and smile. You lay your head in his chest. “I’m so tired, want to lay down with me.” You say.
George was worried now, Y/n and Fred would lay down in Fred’s bed and talk to George who was across the room laying in his own bed. They would kiss and sleep together. George never went that far.
He respected Fred enough to not do anything in his bed, but he was so needy.
You stand up and grab George’s hand. You lead him to the room that him and his brother share. You sit in Fred’s bed waiting for him to join you. George looked at you looked scared and worried, the shower was running so George knew Fred was showering. “um.. okay.”
“What wrong Freddie..” You say unaware you’re talking to the wrong twin. “Nothing love, i just felt sick.” “Oh no, don’t worry, i’ll take care of you babe.” You say kissing George on the cheek.
George blushes and gets hot. He gets redder when you put your hand on his chest and push him down onto the bed so she’s lying down.
You sit on top of him, legs on both sides on his hips. George keeps you steady by keeping his hands on your hips. He slowly starts to move you.
You giggle and lean down to kiss the ginger. You give him a peck on the lips really quick. The twin lifts his head with his lip puckered, assuming, you give him another kiss. He did that a few more times until you started making out with him.
His hands move from your hips to your lower back and sits up from the bed. You feel him grow under you, as you ignore it was continue to throw your arms around his neck and continue making out. You start moving yourself back and forth. You two didn’t even notice the water stopped until you heard the bathroom door open into the room.
You quickly get off of him. Both of you wipe your lips of each another’s saliva. “Sorry George.” You said. The brother who is by the door goes, “George..? I’m Fred babe.”
You stare at the twin at the door. Fuck dude, how can u mess up that bad, and get so far like this. Angrily and scared you look at the twin you had been kissing, who really is George. He was sitting at the edge of the bed, head down, super red, fidgeting with his hands, and shaking his leg.
You wanted to believe it was a prank, but based off of the twin that’s sitting down, u assumed it really wasn’t.
Your eyes get teary, you look up at the twin by the door, Fred. He doesn’t look mad or angry. He walks towards you, he sits down next to you
and puts his hand on your thigh.
“Don’t worry babe, it was a mistake.”
Fred didn’t understand, it was about how far you went with his twin brother. You cry more. You were absolutely angry at George for lying to you.
Fred lays you down in his bed. He covers you in the blankets. He lays on the right side of you. He holds yours waist and looks into your eyes.
You didn’t understand why he was never upset when you accidentally did stuff with George.
George was still sitting on the right side looked away, he was to embarrassed to get up, or say anything.
Fred move his hand from your waist to your head. He led your head to his chest and caresses your head.
George finally gets the courage to get up and leave. As he gets up Fred calls out his name. “Oi, Georgie, join us.”
You get angry at both the twins. George lays down on the right side of you. He lays there stiff and on his back looking at the ceiling. Fred reaches to him over you and grabs his hands leading it to your hip. You flitch at George’s touch.
Fred says, “I love you guys both, don’t be angry at him for long Y/n” Fred kinda had a point, you did enjoy it. It was a secret but you did had a crush on george first. You were just upset George never told you it was him.
You warm up to george’s touch and he begins to crease your hip slow and softly. George moves his arms to your chest, he doesn’t touch you inappropriately, he just rest his arms on your chest while putting his head near your neck. George says softly and shakey, “I- I’m sorry.” His voice was so soft and weak it was so cute. With a tone like his you would accept anyone’s apology.
You nod your head instead of speaking and roll over, you’re now facing George.
George head is closer to your boobs, it was an accident and he noticed to.
George moves up a bit, closes his eyes, and gets his head on your chest.
Fred has his arm around your waist now, both the twins are holding you and caressing you. The smell of warm soft sweet cinnamon and vanilla fill your nose and you drift off.
You fall asleep between the twins, Last thing you hear from Fred is “I’m not afraid to share.”
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You’ve always liked Ron but never opened ur mouth. Your best friend Ginny, she made it clear all her brothers are off limits.
(Fluff? Little angst? Kissin?)
During Summer, you got permission from your parents that you would be able to stay over the Weasley house.
You had trouble fitting in, you belong to slytherin. You were right in the middle. You were too sensitive and caring to be slytherin, but to mean to be anything else. Fortunately that means you were smart. No time for friends, besides one.
Ginny Weasley.
She was just like you. She was mean but in a friendly way, you knew she only acted that way bc she loved you. You acted the same way. She was caring with mean words. She was the only one you were able to connect with.
Ginny liked you bc you didn’t go after her annoying brothers. Many girls tried being friends with her to try to get with George or Fred. You always found them annoying, they always picked on you too, you weren’t an exception just because you were their little sister’s friend. The closer you got with the family, the worst their stupid little pranks were.
You loved their little cozy home. You loved sleep overs bc of how close everyone was. You also liked it because of Ron.
Ever since 1st year you’ve always liked Ron. He was so cute and awkward. Yes, you were lying to Ginny but you planed on never acting on your feelings.
As you guys got older, now being in 6th year, many things have changed. For starters, Ron has a girlfriend. Her name was Lavender. None of his friends liked her. His parents thought she was a drag, his brothers thought she was annoying, Ginny thought she was insufferable. You didn’t like her because of jealousy.
Ginny always talked shit about Lavender, she rlly hated her.
When you arrived at their home, Ginny opened the door and screamed “Y/N”. She closed the gap and hugged you. Molly hears and runs over to hug you as well. Their house always had the familiar scent of warm vanilla and cinnamon. Very sweet just like them, besides the bitch ass twins. “Fred, George, take her stuff up into Ginny’s room,” Molly said. The twins groan and get up from the couch. They hug you and say hello then disappear upstairs with your stuff.
“How was the trip sweetheart, are you hungry?” Molly said. She drags you and Ginny to the dinner table and starts making a quick meal. After about five minutes there was eggs, bacon, and toast on your plate. “Thank you so much Mrs. Weasley.” You say.
20 minutes go by and Ginny grabs you and pulls you upstairs into her room. You place all your stuff down in her room and get comfortable. You guys sit, play board games, talk about kids at Hogwarts (both good and bad), and laugh a whole lot. It was about 3 am when you guys realized how late it was and head off to bed.
You had a hard time sleeping, you usually did, but you kept sleeping and waking up about every five or ten minutes. You get up and walk out of the room quietly and head downstairs in the kitchen.
You walk slowly and softly down the stairs creaking hoping not to wake anyone up. You turn the corner and you jump in fear.
Ron was there.
Ron chuckles at your jump and waves hi, you walk up to him and whisper, “Did you have a hard time sleeping too?” Ron’s smile dropped a little and sighed, “Yeah Lavender won’t stop texting me, i just wanna sleep and she keeps blowing up and phone with calls and text.”
It seemed like Ron himself was forcing himself to like her. It was funny but sad. All you do is laugh at his reply.
“What about you?” Ron ask. “I don’t know, i just kept waking up.” You both take fruit out of the fridge Molly had cut earlier that day and a cup of water each. You guys sat at the table and talked and talked and talked.
You hoped Ron wouldn’t be able to see you blush but for the most part you were able to have a conversation with him normally. you had to hid your feelings for so long it wasn’t difficult.
You hated summer, the only good part about summer was being able to see Ron in tank tops. His muscles grew a lot thanks to quidditch. It was hard not to stare at his arms when talking but you managed, barely.
It seemed like Ron picked up at ur staring, you were afraid you were being to obvious with it.
Ron noticed that every time you would look down at the bowl of fruit picking out only watermelon, your eyes flickered to his toned arms before meeting his face. With this, he put his arms on the table, both elbows hitting the top of the table casually reaching to the table in the middle.
You noticed he started using his hands a lot more when talking. Even though it was dark, an orange tinted lamp in the corner of the living room was on, barely reaching the table.
You hoped it wasn’t enough light for Ron to see you blushing. It was about 5:30, the sun was gonna come up soon. You guys put everything away and stand awkwardly, “Are you tired at all..” Ron said. All you do was shake your head no. Ron walked over to the couch and sat down. He reached his arm over the back of the couch and turned to you saying nothing.
You walked over and sat down next to him, as you were sitting down he moved his arm. He leaned forward and with his right hand, the one closer to you, he reached for the remote. All you can do was started at his arm and how the lamp seemed to hit it beautifully. He leaned back and put on a movie. It was one you both had already watched.
You pull out a bottle of whisky. Ron looks at you at you shake the bottle in his face. Ron gets visibly nervous. “W-where did you get that from..” Ron asked with all his confidence gone. “I took it from my parents cabinet before i left the house, i stuffed it in my bag. I have a few more too,” You said smiling cheeky. “I don’t know, i don’t wanna get in trouble..”
“Don’t worry.” You say as you take a gulp from the bottle. You wince as it burns the back of your throat handing Ron the bottle. The rest of the night was watching the already familiar movie while sharing a bottle of whisky. Mysteriously sleeping at some point.
You only wake up when Ginny shakes you and Ron, calling you guys for breakfast. You guys walk to the table trying to remember what happened last night.
It didn’t even reach your mind until you were done with breakfast that you didn’t know where the empty bottle of whiskey was.
“Oh Ron, Yn,” Molly says “I need help with something.” You turned your head to Ron who was also looking at you who looked scared out of his mind.
After cleaning up with Molly she ask you and Ron to sit down at the table once more. “Whose bottle is this” Molly said angrily with the bottle now on the table. You and Ron stare at the empty bottle while drowning her words out.
Before you can open your mouth you were interrupted.
“Stop it leave me alone!” “Nahhh!!” The twins come barging in the front door. Their play fighting and fall to the ground.
“Hey be quiet! Do you not see what’s happening!” Molly says yelling at them. The twinge get off the floor still fighting each other and walks over to the kitchen. They get closer and see that’s happening. The twins had been in that exact same lecture a few times.
“oh.” Fred says. “That’s ours..” George’s finished his sentence. Molly’s fave turns red. “Fred, George, What have i told you about drinking in MY house! You guys can go to your mates house or the pub but no drinking in MY house!! Why wouldn’t you throw it away, why would u leave it next to Y/n and Ron!”
The twins look down and get lectured by Molly. Molly sends you guys away as they get yelled at. You and Ron decide to go outside where Ginny also was.
It was bright and sunny outside, you hated it. Atleast u get to see Ron better, his hair got more orange in the sun. The sun kissed his already bright skin and lit up his beautiful hazel eyes and his freckles. If you were able too, you can sit and stare at him for hours..
You guys walk up to Ginny who was alone on the floor. Before either one of you can say hi Ginny says, “What were u guys doing last night..” Her tone seemed upset and angry.
“Nothing, why?” Ron replied. “Y/n you know my mom dosn’t like people drinking in her house.” She seemed to already know you.
“I’m sorry Ginny..”
At the end of the day you really did care Ginny.
Later that night you and Ginny were baking s'more brownies together, nothing but laughing and giggling. By the time they were done, the smell of warm chocolate filled the air causing the twins to come down fast pushing eachother through the small staircase.
“These fucking fatasses.” Ginny said, you laughed at her even more.
“PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!” The twins were begging for brownies. It made you and Ginny laugh even harder as they were acting all dramatic on the floor. As they started acting normal they grabbed three brownies each despite you and Ginny saying no. “You own us anyways Y/n” Ginny slightly frown at the reminder.
Ginny grabbed two and you only ate one, you didn’t like super sweet stuff. Author and Molly came down and grabbed four to share with each other. There was three left for Ron.
As the night went own same thing happened, Ginny fell asleep and you had the same problem. Praying you would be able to have another night with Ron alone you went downstairs. You watched tv as you ate leftovers from that day.
About 30 minutes of watching tv, you hear creaking from the stairs, as you turn Ron was there walking down heading to the kitchen. You get up and follow him.
He’s standing by the sink looking outside at the moon, you stand close to him, a little too close but very much on purpose. Ron turns his face towards you but keeps his eyes on the moon. He grabbed your right shoulder and pulls you into his body, your head falling over right infront of his chest.
“You see how beautiful that is, merlin, it’s so bright tonight..” He seemed to into it, you thought it was the cutest thing ever. You guys watched as the midnight breeze made the tall grass and flowers flow and made the lake ripple.
This is the closest you’ve been to Ron. You were able to feel his warmth on your back, the smell of wood and vanilla on him. You didn’t want to move hoping he can stay distracted, you wanted to stay this close to him. It was silent, both of you admiring the moon.
“She broke up with me.” Ron said making space between you and himself. “What..?” You replied while turning around, facing him now. “She said i was talking to much about Hermione.” Ron said then chuckled. You were trying not to smile now that Ron was available, although he did bring up Hermione.
“You are really close to her.” You said trying to push a confession out of him. “Yeah but i don’t like her, she’s my mate, so is Harry. She just said that because she’s a girl.” Ron was angry, you can tell how much he loved Hermione and Harry. “She just got jealous, have you talked to her?” “nope..” “Why not?” “I kinda.. don’t.. wanna get back with her..” Ron said smiling a little, it made you laugh a little.
“Ronald Weasley, that’s not nice.” You said jokingly. “Whatever mate, when did you care about being nice?” You shush him playfully, both of you still laughing.
“So, do you like Hermione..” You said trying to get an answer from him. His smile dropped a bit and looked a bit frustrated, you know it wasn’t a good question. “Nope, Hermione is very smart and very pretty, but she’s just my friend at the end of the day.” He said stern. “Besides, I fancy someone else..” His voice gradually getting softer. “While you were dating Lavender?” Ron had a nervous smile nodding his head yes. you smacked ur lips, “Ron!”
“It’s not my fault.” He said with his hands in the air defending himself, “She’s very pretty.. but i don’t think she even likes me back, she’s kinda mean but i think she would like to stay friends.” You got jealous, you hated that, who even was this girl he was taking about.
“Who is it.” You said quietly. “Nobody don’t worry.” Ron replied.
A little after you went to bed and ended the conversation early, you were a little upset.
The next few days you left him alone, you talked to him at the dinner table when necessary and that’s about it. You ignored him and stayed in Ginny’s room.
Once again your sleeping wasn’t coming naturally, you went downstairs hoping you wouldn’t have to face Ron again, you were still jealous at this girl you didn’t know, he also locked himself in his room. You were unsure if they had been talking during the summer.
Walking down the creaky stairs you were quiet, you turn the corner and see..
Ron.
Ron was staring at the window once again looking at the moon. You were gonna walk back up until he turn around and breaks the silence.
“Oh hey.” He said, his voice was deep and calm. “Hi..” you responded, frankly, you still didn’t wanna talk to him. “So, why have.. you been like.. ignoring me..” Ron said, he looked sad and pouty, his head was slightly tilted down but his eyes were looking up at you.
You didn’t respond, it was quiet for a little bit until he says “Did i weird you out that one night? We use to be so close then once I dated Lavender you kinda ignored me, I hoped it would be different once i broke up with her.” You felt flustered and embarrassed.
It’s true. You had distanced yourself from Ron once they started dating. “To be fair, every time i was even near you at school she would get mad at me and tell me something.” Your voice was low but still giggley
“She was just jealous you’re prettier.” He was confident but still shy. His deep voice and the sweet compliment made you shiver. “Huh..?” You said hoping your face didn’t look as red as it felt, unfortunately, it was.
“You’re all red.” He chuckled, the laugh didn’t help, it only made you blush more.
He walked up to you and said, “Everyone thinks you’re pretty, you look intimidating.” He was standing infront of you, you felt the size differences, both in height and in muscle. He was looking down at you, your bodies practically touching.
He grabs your hands and says, “That’s why people don’t go up to you, you’re too pretty and smart, it scares people.” Ron closes the gap of the bodies by hugging you, “Well, atleast i think you’re the prettiest girl ever.”
You were sweating and hot, you tried not to make noise or run away from him.
He pulls away and looks at you with his hands still on your lower back, “Can.. Can i kiss you..” His voice was shy and shaky again. You stared at him blankly blushing haaaaardd. “It’s okay if not, i really don’t want to make you feel have you have too yk i’m just asking but i’m okay if you say-” He was ranting fast and quickly before he was interrupted by you
“Yes please..”
Ron smiled and leaned in, he kiss you and both your eyes were closed. You wanted to cry, the thing you wanted the most was happening.
While you guys were kissing, he ran his hand up and down ur back while the other one cupped your cheek. You guys shared the passion and the feeling, the silence being broken by the wet sound of you guys making out. There was groans and moans but nothing too sexual.
“y/n..”
you hear a familiar voice say your name. You and Ron stop kissing and look to the stairs, Ginny..
You guys had been caught by Ginny, your best friend, the one you swore you would never date or have feelings for her brothers.
Both you and Ron turn red and embarrassed after being caught. Ginny stood there and stared. Tears form in her eyes, she turned around and stomped up the stairs, then slammed her door. Soon after Molly, and Arthur’s door opens up and out comes Molly.
You and Ron let go from each other cleaning your mouths. Molly knocks on the door and yells at Ginny for both being up and being so loud and angry at the time.
Molly starts walking downstairs and sees you and Ron staring stiff looking like you’ve guys caused trouble. “What happned?” Molly said. “I- i don’t know mum..” Ron said. Molly didn’t believe you guys but went to bed anyways.
You start to feel guilty, even though kissing Ron has been your dream for so long, you realize how Ginny must’ve felt. Y/n runs up the stairs to Ginny’s room only to find the door locked. She walks downstairs and sees Ron there sitting on the couch.
Y/n joins him. Ron puts his hand on Y/n back and rubs it, “It’s okay, she’ll be over it by tomorrow.” You felt angry and your face turned red, Ron didn’t know what he was talking about. “Whatever, you don’t understand what’s happening right now, she’ll never forgive me.” You tried not to cry but you couldn’t help yourself, instead of fighting the tears you lean into them, falling into your palms sobbing.
Ron leans your head on his shoulder then chest, eventually you cry yourself to sleep on Ron’s chest on the couch.
Next morning the George wakes you guys up, only a quick shake. Ginny is nowhere to be found at the dinner table. Molly tried to hide her frustration at Ginny but not very successful. They breakfast was awkward and long. You and Ron go outside to talk once you’re done.
The wind is blowing in the hot day that barely started, the butterflies are flying around, the beautiful flowers are being pollinated by the bees and once again, Ron’s beautiful arms are out.
“I’m sorry.” Ron says breaking the silence. As much as you love admiring Ron, at the end of the day, you would much rather be friends with Ginny, she was your only friend. “I really can’t lose Ginny.” You were being sincere and genuine, you didn’t talk about your feelings much but the minute you did you started crying. Just the idea of Ginny makes you emotional right now.
Ron didn’t know how to help except sit right next to you. While you’re sitting on a bench outside their fence crying, the twins come out the door.
For being grown, all they did was act like kids still. They still messed around and joked a bunch and it was funny. The twins were pushing each other once again while play fighting. George stopped Fred. They walk towards you and Rin. George was ready to comfort you and help but Fred didn’t pick anything up.
Fred sneaks up behind you and screams to scare you. You jump at his attempt and get red, both of anger and embarrassment. “Merlin Fred, you’re 18 already, act like it.” You said out of pure frustration while your eyes are filled with tears and have a nasally voice from crying. You didn’t mean it, you loved the way they acted but it just came out. Right after you started crying again.
Fred stood there looking guilty with no attempt to help you. George who was more mature bent down beside you with a hand on your leg. “What’s wrong love?” All you can do was cry more. You felt terrible three people were trying to help you, you felt like a burden.
You didn’t know what to say and if you should be honest, how would they even react to your feelings for Ron. George started rubbing his hand on your knee and lower thigh, “Don’t worry, it’s alright.” You loved George the most, he was your favorite, as funny and silly as he was, there was a serious side to him. He seemed to genuinely care about his family and yes, even you.
Ron opens his mouth, “Ginny caught us.. snogging..” It got immediately quiet. You felt everyone freeze. Fred chuckled, “Y/n wouldn’t do that with you Ron, come on now” He really didn’t believe him, he saw the quietness from you. His smile dropped and he got stiff again, “Is this really a big problem?” Fred said.
“Ginny told me i wasn’t allowed to date any one of her brothers. I made her a promise.” You said through tears and sniffing. George laughed a bit and said “But you guys aren’t dating, just a little peck-” “Georgie she saw us making out.” Ron said interrupting George. It was quiet once again. “Yeah that is a problem then.” Fred said. “Maybe we can talk to her.” George said. You had hope but you knew she wasn’t going to listen to anyone.
Later that day, Ginny missed lunch and dinner. You slept in the twins room to make sure you and Ron weren’t going to do anything funny. For the next two nights you slept on the floor using extra blankets and pillows, it was comfortable enough for you.
You could’ve deal with it any more, you loved the twins but it gets to a point. You missed Ginny. She was easy to relate too and you were both lovey without each other. You try to make an effort, you wanted across the hall and knock lightly on her door. She swings it open, she’s standing with her arms crossed, looking very angry. It was fast and swift though, it felt like she was almost waiting.
“What.” Ginny stated angrily. You felt tears grow in your eyes and your voice felt weak when you opened your mouth. You pushed back the tears, but with a shaky voice you say, “I-i’m sorry Ginny..” Ginny responds quickly and fast, “Whatever,” she scoffed. “You had two whole days to come and apologize, what took you so long.” She stood by the door waiting for an answer. You couldn’t help but cry.
She rolled her eyes at you, grabbed you by the arm and pulled you into her room and closed the door behind you. You look down at your feet as tears roll down your face, Ginny is looking straight at you with a straight but angry looking face.
She comes in, hugging you with her arms around your neck, tight. You feel her crying as well. You move your arms around her waist and for a minute you’re holding each other. For that minute you had hope, you felt happy and safe again. She lets go lightly and looks you in the eye, still stern but teary eyed.
“how long have you been dating ron, dont lie to me again.” She was still stern but it felt lighter, she was willing to listen. “We’re not dating, we just kissed that night and it escalated..” Ginny froze. “What, you’re not dating him.. but you’re straight making out?..” Ginny moved her arms away from you, it was a genuine question she had, she even laughed at you. “Yeah..” You said shyly.
“Well, how long have you liked him.” Ginny sat on her bed, and lightly hit the spot next to her. You take the hit and sit down. “A very long time, 1st year..” Ginny laughed at you, “First year!?” She laughed again. “What, she was so cute and awkward, it was adorable.” You said laughing slightly, not sure if it was safe enough. “Y/n, he was an absolutely dweeb.” She laughed again.
Finally, you felt happy, you friendship felt safe. Once she stopped laughing she said, “How come you never told me.” She was still smiling but serious. “You said you hated people who became friends with you just to date your brothers, it seemed like that so i never spoke about it.” Ginny frowns, “That’s not really the reason you became friends with me right..?” Ginny got sad. “No! Absolutely not, Ginny, I genuinely love you. Nobody by you understands me.”
“I guess, that you for lying to me about Ron.” Ginny said. “I would’ve been upset anyways if u told me straight to my face, i’m just mad i found out this way.” She smiled once more with her hand on your arm. “Yeah, i’m sorry.” You looked down feeling guilty. Ginny hugged you, “It’s alright Y/n, you can date him.” You smile at her approval.
“If anyone is gonna date my brothers? i’m happy to know it’s you.” You go back into the twins room and sleep there once more. In the morning, Ginny was there for breakfast, sitting next to you, talking. Molly smiled, “What happened with you two? House was absolutely quiet for a while.” Molly laughed. Fred opened his dumb mouth, “Ginny saw Ron and Y/n snogging.” George hit his leg under the table, looking at him, giving him the look go shut up.“
"What..?” Molly said looking at you and Ron. You and Ron turn red and look at Molly absolutely guilty. “You two better not have been doing anything else under my roof, no more snogging!” She was seriously scary. “Sorry mum.” Ron said still red. “It was only once mum don’t worry.” Ginny said. “Still, wait till i tell you father.” Molly said pointing at Ron.
She turns back to the stove, “Well if anyone if going to date my sons, i’m happy it’s you y/n” Molly said, it made you smile.
Being a slytherin, not many people liked you or accepted you, except for Molly and her family. Even though you’re destined to be tied with dark arts, they still loved you.
The rest of the summer, you and Ron started a relationship, still kissing but nothing else besides holding hands. You leave the burrow a few days before summer break ended happy you and Ron were finally dating. 
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Simply this is just a fun event for me to do but it also can be a mini celebration for 400 followers. Which I cannot thank you all enough for.
Recently I’ve been in a mood to write for the six Weasley sons and felt like this is a great idea.
I hope everyone loves it!
Monday (09/08): A Perfect Dose of Medicine
Bill Weasley x reader
Summary: Being sick is exhausting, but lucky for you, you have two of the best nurses, your husband and your son.
Tuesday (09/09): Matching Brothers
Charlie Weasley x reader
Summary: What happens when the sister in laws coordinate a prank on their partners?
Wednesday (09/10): Mrs Weasley
Percy Weasley x reader
Summary: It’s your wedding night and you take inspiration from your favorite movie.
Thursday (09/11): Fifty Seven Days
George Weasley x reader
Summary: George struggles after the war. Days blue together as everything remains frozen. Will your presence melt the pain away or will his broken heart freeze you out?
Friday (09/12): His Favorite Babysitter
Fred Weasley x reader
Summary: It’s an important day that leaves Fred anxious.
Saturday (09/13): Autograph
Ron Weasley x reader
Summary: Ron lives an ordinary life, well as ordinary as one can after a life threatening war. His days hardly differ, blending nicely together. Yet one day, one little girl changes it all.
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“We don’t talk about bruno” but it’s the Weasley fam not wanting to bring up Percy after the fight😔
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Ruins and Rubble
Here is an excerpt from a fanfic I have been writing on Wattpad. It’s Fred Weasley x Malfoy!OC, and super slow burn. It goes through all the Harry potter books. This particular excerpt is from Fred’s pov. Here is the link to the full story if you are interested: https://www.wattpad.com/story/389699901-ruins-and-rubble-fred-weasley
TW: Underage drinking, but that should be it.
Rating: The whole fic is PG-13 at worst, light cussing at times.
Enjoy
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I ended up finding a quiet corridor that overlooked the forbidden forest and had an amazing view of the night sky. I sat on the window sill with my knees hugged to my chest and my back pressed against the cold stone that was damp form the misting rain fall. I was alone for mere minutes before I heard footsteps approaching. I almost started to roll my eyes, until I heard a drunken hiccup, and immediately knew that it was her.
“I used to prefer the sunshine, but the moon has been a lot more comforting lately,” she spoke softly, announcing her arrival to my hiding place. I could hear the smile that she was offering me as she spoke, and even though I wanted to be alone, she was the only person who’s company I could appreciate at the moment.
“How poetic,” I smiled back and dropped my knees from their place as I patted the stone on the opposite side of the window sill beckoning her to join me. She hiccupped again as she sat down and I could only laugh, “Save any for the rest of us?”
“Haha.” She fake laughed sarcastically. “If Alicia decided that you should be the life of the party, would you not seek help in the form of a drink?”
“You have a point. But my question still stands.”
“Here,” she said handing me her bag. “I should have a flask somewhere in there.. No promises that it will have anything in it.”
I reached in her bag and shuffled around the heap of stuff inside. Something reflected light and I reached for it. I managed to grab the flask but something in her bag cut me and I flinched and gasped as I retracted my hand. “What the bloody hell? Did you set a booby trap to protect your fire whiskey?”
“I’m so sorry,” She gasped as she grabbed my hand and examined the small cut. It was cute the way she tried to chastise the cut as if she could make it go away with just her attitude. As she looked over my cut, I opened the flask and took the last couple sips that were in it. I grabbed her bag from where I dropped it and carefully sifted through it until I found the culprit. It was a shard of mirror which reflected a mystical grayish light. I flipped it over in my hand as I examined it.
“Well, here’s the problem…” I said causing her attention to shift toward the shard. Her face contorted in thought as if the shard brought back a memory. “You keep weapons in your bag now, Polly? You really are the life of the party.”
She let out a dry laugh and continued her thoughtful look as she spoke. “I didn’t know I still had this thing,” she said as she took the mirror from my hand.
“You know you’re rich, right? If you needed a pocket mirror, you could probably just buy one.” I joked, but she didn’t pay me much mind.
After a moment, she looked up at me with a furious curiosity. I could barely hear her as she muttered, “I wonder…"
"What do you wonder?”
She held the mirror up to me and excitedly asked, “What do you see?”
“I see a drunk girl holding a shive in my face.”
“Very funny. But, really, what do you see in the mirror.”
Something in her tone made me want to answer her honestly so I sighed and resigned to not joking, “I see myself in a mirror.”
“Ok.. What else?"
"It’s just me. I have fantastic shaggy red hair, a million freckles, stunning green eyes, not to mention my extremely chiseled jaw line… I look good, if I do say so myself.”
“It’s just you. Nothing is different?” She asked, genuinely intrigued and confused which perplexed me.
“It’s just me. Just me talking to you… What am I supposed to see?”
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” She sat silent for a moment staring at the mirror after she spoke. Soon after, she looked up at me as if she had just figured something out. She drives my eyes to lock with hers and neither of us dare to break the contact. She was perplexing and stunning, but I could tell that she saw something in me that she hadn’t before. My answer must have stirred something in her, and I wasn’t sure why. I only told her what I saw, but I can tell it was more. Her eyes engulf me as she refuses to break the eye contact. She made me feel as though I was the only person in the world, and I didn’t even know what I did to make her look at me this way. ‘Godric, I’ve got it bad for Apollo Malfoy.’
I shook my head to try to get rid of the feelings that were obviously not returned. I tore my eyes away from hers, but it was a constant battle not to fall right back into her. To try and distract myself I forced myself to ask, “So.. You and Cedric?”
She was definitely not expecting me to ask that because her face looked as if she had no idea what I was talking about. “Oh.. That was just… I actually don’t know. Alicia and Angelina told me to go for it. They think we will be cute, but to be honest before tonight, I thought me and Cedric were just friends. He is nice though. He-He’s really nice.” I could tell she herself didn’t even know how she felt.
“Sounds like a riot.”
She rolled her eyes at me, “Stop.” I could see the cogs in her mind actively trying to find something to change the subject, and I knew exactly what she was going to say, “Anyway, what made you leave so abruptly? Does it have anything to do with your altercation with Bennet?”
“You saw that?” I asked trying to deflect the real reason.
“I think everyone did. I saw you storm out, and I followed you.”
“How sweet.”
“I really don’t like that guy."
'good’ I thought, but I only nodded in agreement. I looked back at her with a thoughtful look, and I went back to the topic she was trying to avoid. "So, you gonna tell me what made you drink, play spin the bottle, and find a boyfriend all in one night?”
She huffed, but she wasn’t retreating. “After today, I felt so strange. My family hates me. I take all the attention every chance I get, even though I don’t mean to. Everyone thinks I’m a clueless laughing-stalk of all of Hogwarts… I mean everyone is scared of my entire family. Just my last name makes people shiver, but everyone thinks I’m a fuck-up. They laugh at me…. Any way, with everything going on, I thought it might make me feel better if I tried to let myself be normal, just for tonight.”
“But, it didn’t make you feel better?”
“How’d you know?”
“Because you’re not normal, Polly.”
“Thanks…” sarcasm heavy in her words even through the vulnerability she was finally showing me.
“I’m serious, Polly. You shouldn’t push yourself to act normal when you clearly have a lot going on. Acting normal might be fun in the moment, but it’s only going to create new problems that you really don’t need on top of everything else… And, who gives a shit about being normal? When did you ever back down from a challenge? I mean it’s the thing I love most about y-”
Before I could even finish my rant, Apollo pushed herself from the wall and leaned forward kissing me before I could even prepare myself. As soon as I knew what was going on, I brought my hand up to cup her face gently. It was everything I could have wished for. I could taste the firewhiskey on her and it reminded me that she was probably only doing this to act normal tonight or worse because of the alcohol. But, I didn’t care; I was too caught up in soaking in the smell of honeysuckles and rain that was surrounding my entire being and the softness of her under my touch and against my lips. However, it was over almost as soon as it started, and I began praying and wishing that she only needed a second and she would return for more.
When I opened my eyes, I was met with her shocked and indisposed look. She was lost in thought, and even though I could never regret that kiss, I felt guilt for adding to her problems when all I wanted to do was take them away.
“We should get back to the party…” she said, seeming to regret it as soon as it came out of her mouth.
“Polly…” I muttered. She made a face that told me to go on with my sentence, but I knew she wanted to drop it. “Y-yeah, let’s go back.”
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Yesterday made 10 years since I brought this cutie home. We’ve been inseparable since day one ♥️