Fred and George Weasley Imagines

George Weasley Relationship Headcanons

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:56:27 -0400

He’s more emotional than Fred, and Fred doesn’t let you, or George for that matter, forget it
Every time you tell George that you love him and he says it back Fred will burst in from nowhere yelling things like, “AWWWWWW! Look at the lovebirds!” Or “Oi, get a room!”
George buying you a ridiculously large amount of sweets at Honeydukes during Hogsmeade trips
Late nights spent in the common room cuddling by the fire so the two of you could get some peace and quiet for once
Getting angry at him when he pulls pranks on you
But having your anger sated by George kissing you on the forehead and apologizing profusely
Laying in the large field behind the Burrow and watching the clouds with him
Watching in pure amusement as Molly berates him and Fred about their bad behavior and forever giving him a hard time for it
Lingering kisses and squeezes to your waist in between lessons at school
Helping him finish his homework because Merlin knows he can’t focus on school for the life of him
Getting angry at him when he gets caught doing a stupid prank or mouthing off to Snape so he can’t spend time with you
But he makes up for it by sneaking you into his dorm room at night so you can sleep all snuggled into his side
Having the Weasleys basically, adopt you into their family because they love you so much
Being the best customer at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, you’re there whenever you can be
Never leaving George’s side during the war, especially after he loses his ear
Working tirelessly to keep each other safe
Barely sleeping, but when you do, it’s in each other’s arms
And after the war, after the loss of Fred, your relationship becomes quite strained for a bit
He can’t sleep, he can’t eat, he can barely even function
And you are the only one capable of pulling him out of that darkness
You are his light, his love, his life

Very Ticklish

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:56:08 -0400

fangirlshaveproblems:

“90 & 73 with Harry Potter or George Weasley please 💙 thanks” - Anon
73: “Oh, Are you ticklish? ”
90; “Catch me if you can! ”
(A/N): This fits George so well, I just had to write it for him!
Requests are open!
The warm water fell over your bare back as you sighted, happy to finally take a shower. You had felt great today, but you had been sweating like crazy, too. George was staying at your place, and your parents had taken you both to the zoo. You loved how he was amazed by these things.You loved him very much, but were too afraid to admit it, honestly. He had told you he loved you many times, and he also said that it was fine that you weren’t ready. You believed him.
You stepped out of the shower, pulling on your pajamas and walking back in your room. You dropped on the bed and looked over at George, who was lying on his ‘bed’ on the ground.
“Come in the bed.” You said. George smiled and hopped in.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He pressed a finger to your side. You squirmed under the touch and giggled slightly.
“Oh, are you ticklish?” He said with a smirk. You bit your lip and shook your head.
“Well, we have to take advantage of that.” You shook your head and started pushing him away.
“No we don’t! Just leave me and my sides alone!” You laughed. He started attacking your sides with his fingers, and you moved under him, laughing.
“Stop it!” You laughed. You wriggled under him and ran away, still laughing.
“Catch me if you can!” You sang as you ran towards the hallway.
“Oh I will!” He called from behind you. And he did. It wasn’t too long before he did. He had you by your waist and lifted you up towards your room.
“Please have mercy.” You dramatically said.
“I was planning something different that tickling you.” He said near your ear. You felt the hairs on your neck erect and grinned.
“Why don’t you show me what?” You whispered. He started kissing you, but you laughed and pulled back.
“No, no, we’re not kissing tonight.” You teased. “You tickled me.”
“And I will tickle you again until you give me a kiss.”
“Okay! Fine.” You kissed him softly.
“That’s better.” He laughed.
“Yeah yeah, I love you, you troll.”
“I love you too.”

book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure: Imagine: George not knowing...

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:54:47 -0400

book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure:

Imagine: George not knowing how he truly feels about you until he sees Ron flirting with you.
For: Anon
You walk into the library and spot the young red head; you go and sit next to him, “Hey Ron, what’re we working on today?”
Ron pushes his charms book in front of you, “I just don’t know what I’m doing wrong Y/N.”
You had been tutoring Ron for two months now, and every week he’d come to you with even more question than the week before.
You stretch out your arms before starting.
George’s POV
I walk into the library and notice my little brother, Ron, sitting next to Y/N, studying. I groan internally and pray not to be seen. I wasn’t the biggest fan of Y/N, I don’t know why, she was a great girl, but for some reason I preferred to stay away from her.
I passed by them unnoticed, and I remained hidden between bookshelves.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Y/N explaining something to Ron when he suddenly fakes a yawn and places his arm around her. She just shakes her head and chuckles as if she’s used to it. For some reason I feel a subtle burning in my heart. Why am I jealous? Don’t I hate Y/N?!
I spend the rest of Ron’s tutoring session watching them. I feel like an absolute creep, but I can’t shake off the feeling of jealously that keeps increasing as Ron gets closer to her.
Finally, Y/N pushes away, “Okay Ron, that’s the end of today’s session. I’ll see you next week!”
“I’ll see you later Y/N,” Ron pulls her into a hug and holds on for just a few moments too long.
I can’t help myself, my feet have a mind of their own and I walk up to them. I not-so-subtly cough, Ron pulls away and gives me an annoyed look, “Hi George…”
“Hi!” I say too cheerfully, “I-um-I just wanted to ask Y/N for some help!”
Y/N raises her eyebrows sceptically, Ron just rolls his eyes and leaves. Once he’s gone Y/N turns to me and smiles, “So what did you need George?”
She’s so kind, why did I always avoid her. Could it be that I-I actually like her…? “Um, hello…George? What do you need?”
“Oh! Um sorry, I just wanted to know, how do you-um-perform a non-verbal spell properly?” I say, panicking.
She laughs, “George, what do you really need? You and Fred are the best when it comes to Charms! You can’t possibly need my help for that.”
I sigh, “You looked a bit uncomfortable with my brother. If he’s bothering you, I can talk to him.”
She puts a hand against my bicep, “You’re too sweet George. Ron always flirts with me; I guess I’ve learned to ignore it. Thank you though.”
“So are you heading back to your common room?” She nods in response, “Mind if I walk you?”
“Sure!” She smiles.
Maybe I didn’t hate her all along, maybe I was just too afraid to admit that I actually have feelings for her.
End.
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Grief * Fred Weasley Request

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:53:17 -0400

avada-imagines:

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NOTE: Hi guys! I missed you all! Sorry, I went on hiatus for a long time but I had school and lacrosse camp! I also was in London. I’m glad to be back, I missed this account so much! Okay, enjoy this request I got a long time ago (sorry by the way ): ). Keep on request babes!
PS: I’ll be posting more so don’t worry. Enjoy!
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Request: “Fred imagines, please!! He and I are together and we have a huge fight and don’t talk for ages until he sees me kissing someone else and we get back together *major fluff please and kissing someone else out of grief not slutty!*”
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Warnings: Mild language and cheating
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Y/N’S POV
“I can’t believe you. So utter stupid and careless.” I said to Fred, my boyfriend.
“Me? Yet I’m the one who purposed thinking oh well this will be fun! Marrying the only girl I ever loved!” Fred said.
“You knew that I wasn’t ready for marriage! Everything was perfect until this happened! Did you even think about everything that could possibly change if I said yes? We would need to plan a wedding that would cost a lot, a house, jobs… kids?!”
“Kids?! Who said anything about kids?!” Fred said growing frantic.
“Well, everyone would expect us to conceive! Maybe not right away but soon! Fred… w-we aren’t even done with school yet you’re thinking about marriage? What about your shop with George? Do you think he would be able to handle the shop alone? A-And our families… how would they take the news?”
“Stop making excuses! You’re just too selfish to even think about the positives!”
“What positives?! There aren’t any! Our lives would change if we marry! Don’t you get that I’m… we… aren’t ready for this?”
“Now you’re just in denial! A-And… how do you know I’m not ready for this? If I wasn’t ready then why am I the guy who has a bloody ring in his hand asking for your hand in marriage?! Don’t you think I’ve considered the facts about marriage?! What would change and what would happen?!”
“Y-You know what…” I trailed off.
“What now?” Fred said rolling his eyes.
“I-I can’t do this. I give up.” I said crying.
“What do you mean you can’t do this?”
“Fred… all we do is fight. Fight after fight after fight. I’m done. I’m tired. I can’t believe you think our relationship is healthy enough to marry one another. Our relationship was a mess from the start. I just need some time to process everything.” I walked off. I couldn’t bare to see Fred’s face.
*2 Year Later*
I was walking in the dark halls of Hogwarts. Everyone should be asleep by now so it’s just me and my thoughts that roam about in the school.
The school has been stressful lately and I’ve been needing to get out more. Being a 6th year is harder than I thought.
I rarely have time for my friends and my love life. I haven’t loved anyone since…. Fred.
“Hey what are you doing up?” My friend Noah said walking towards me.
“What are you doing up?” I joked.
“I asked first.”
“I’m just clearing my mind.”
“As am I” Noah said getting closer.
“Seriously, why are you awake? You’re never awake at this time.”
“Julia and I broke up. I caught her cheating on me.” Noah said.
“I’m so sorry. You know I never liked her.”
“I know. I can see why.”
We talked for hours. It was one of the best conversations I’ve ever had with Noah.
“So, how are you? I rarely see you around.” Noah said trying to change the subject.
“Busy. I’ve been trying to maintain an A+ average in all of my classes how about you?.”
“I’ve been… not good. A lot has been happening and I just don’t know if I can handle it anymore. I thought coming back here will help me be happy again but so far it hasn’t. Being home isn’t helping me and being here isn’t either.”
I didn’t know what happened to me at that moment. Seeing Noah become genuine and sincere made me feel some type of way. My body took over my brain and I kissed him.
My hands landed on his soft cheeks and our lips touched. I haven’t felt this sensation in years. I can’t explain why did I kiss Noah. I always thought of him as a friend but he’s always been there for me when no one else was.
Suddenly I pushed away. Noah’s face was in shock.
“I-I’m sorry I-” I stuttered. My mind was a wreck.
“Y/N is okay. Don’t worry about it. It was actually quite nice and it made me feel better. This can be our little secret. Promise.”
“I don’t want you to think I’m slutty or that I’m using you.” I was panicking.
“Y/N! I will never think that of you. It’s getting late. We can talk in the morning. Don’t worry Y/N.” Noah helped me up and gave me a hug.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Noah said walking away.
I walked the other direction until I felt someone grab my wrist.
“Get off me! Please, I’ll do anything!” I pleaded hard hoping this guy will let me go.
“Y/N, Y/N, it’s me. Fred.”
“W-What, why are you up?”
“I was just walking around with George. Then I saw you and that guy kiss so I-uh lost George. I was just looking for him but then I saw you walk alone.”
“Oh, you saw… that.” I said with my face heating up.
“Yeah. I did. I know we haven’t talked in over 2 years. I just wanna say that I miss you. I wish we handled things differently back then. Honestly losing you was the dumbest thing I ever did. I’m sorry.” His voice started to crack.
Sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if we didn’t end things the way we did. Would we have gotten married?
“Fred I don’t know what to say.”
“Then don’t say anything at all.” Fred then cupped my cheeks and smashed his lips against mine. The kiss felt like fireworks were behind us and no one else existed but us two.
The whole world froze in their tracks and a new feeling opened up. The kiss seemed endless. I didn’t want it to end but sadly I needed air.
“I’m sorry too. I missed you so many words can’t describe how must I needed you at times.” I said.
“Well then, Y/N will you-”
“You don’t even have to ask!”
I jumped into Fred’s arms and kissed him with all the energy I had left.
We spent the rest of the night talking and giggling about stupid things that happened within the past 2 years in the comfort of the Gryffindor common room. Before we knew it the sun was already up.
I feel asleep in the comfort of Fred’s arms. His face was snug in the crook of my neck. Luckily it wasn’t a school day for everyone was sleeping in.
Finally got my man back!

the-force-of-imagines: “I wasn’t scared.” “Sure you weren’t, ”...

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:50:14 -0400

the-force-of-imagines:

“I wasn’t scared.”

“Sure you weren’t, ” said Fred.

“We just thought you were,” George filled in.

“ Tougher than that,” they both replied.

That was when you walked off grumbling with the twins laughter in the background.

New Beginnings

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:49:36 -0400

butterbeerimagines:

Summary: Dance Practice for the Yule Ball and Y/n and George are paired up to practice. Just flufffff! Also need to tag @notgreengrass for being the editor over my posts, and helping me with the ending. I have no idea what I would do without you, tysm for making my writing that much better!

Word Count: 1578

Pairings: George Weasley x Reader

The Yule Ball, as McGonagall described it, was a tradition that only happened during the Triwizard Tournament in which boys and girls — third year and up — attend a formal dance. The partying was what George was fine with, but the aspect he was had trouble with was the dance class.
Sure, on the outside he joked around about the ordeal with his twin brother, but on the inside, George was terrified. It wasn’t because McGonagall was forcing everyone to learn how to do the Waltz correctly, no. It was because of the person he longed to dance with.

Y/n stood just across the room with all the other girls. It was a sunny day, and so her y/h/c hair looked glossy from the diamond-like reflections of the large window. Her smile was captivating, radiant even, as she laughed at the sight of McGonagall and Ron dancing together. Her hips were swaying ever so slightly to the soft music bouncing off the stone walls of the room.

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Dating George Weasley would include

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:42:58 -0400

overtureimagines:

being best friends with the twins since year 1

EVERYONE ships you guys, including the teachers

McGonagall pairing you and George together for tasks - she says it’s because you help him focus on the work, and it mostly is, but she’s secretly your biggest supporter

when you do get together it’s in your 5th year

the whole schools just like “fucking finally” when they see the two of you making out before the Gryffindor vs Slytherin match

Oliver Wood has to pull you apart

McGonagall’s not even mad

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best-imagines: Requested, thank you

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:41:41 -0400

best-imagines:

Requested, thank you

We Danced the Night Away. | George Weasley

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:39:34 -0400

accio-george-weasley:

A/N: okay, so, maybe you guys only get this one for tonight…. But! Tomorrow I will be posting!!

Prompt 140: “We danced the night away.”

Word Count✍:722

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“This is awful. Why do we even have to do this?” Y/N groaned out to Fred and George as she made her way up to them “Because McGonagall will not have us ‘besmirching like a bunch of bumbling, babbling band of baboons’ as she told us.” Fred snickered “I’m sure that was directed at you two.” The girl gave the twins a pointed look from her spot she just took between them. “Maybe we should practice.” Y/N shrugged as she looked up to George. “Why?” He snorted “Because George! I don’t want to go to the ball, which you still need to ask me to, and look like I’m with a complete idiot.” She lightly shoved his shoulder “Too late to not want that, Y/N.” Fred laughed loudly, causing the three to get a sharp glare from our professor. George sighed and took Y/N’s hand, leading her to the crowd. His hand found its way to her waist, Y/N’s on his shoulder. Their free hands clasped together. Going in circles and spinning around, they laughed and made fun of the other awkward teens.

As everyone sat and ate dinner, we yelled over one another and laughed at jokes. Y/N felt a poke in her side and she looked over at George “Yes, love?” She asked “Do I really need to ask you to the dance? I mean, we’re already together.” He shoved some food in his mouth “Yes, George. It’s a ball. The Yule Ball” she emphasized. George nodded “Fine.” He turned to fully face her on the bench “Will you, Y/N, let me, George, take you to the Yule Ball?” George took her hands in his and smiled as she did “Of course I will, Georgie.” She kissed him quickly before going back to eating.

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Y/N walked down the stairs, into the common room and over Angelina. “Are you ready?” She asked “Not really. It’s crazy.” Y/N replied with a laugh “Whats crazy?” Katie asked “Just the fact that George and I have been together for years nows and I’m still nervous as the day he asked me out.” Y/N laughed a little more as the twins came down form their dormitories and stopped to stare at the two girls they were lucky enough to call their dates. “You look stunning.” Fred said to Angelina “She doesn’t compare to you.” George said in Y/N’s ear as the walked into the corridor.

Sitting at a table meant drinking punch, which meant consuming a lot of sugar, which meant being hyper, which meant dragging George out to the dance floor. He groaned as first then he saw just how happy it was making you. Just moving around, noting even really dancing. Jumping up and down, moving your head side to side in time with the music was bringing a grin to your face that was bigger than he’d ever seen. Finally, after George let go of his pride, he was jumping around with Y/N like there was no tomorrow.

Getting back to the common room well after midnight, Y/N and George plopped onto the couch. “That was the most I’ve had in all the six years I’ve been at the school.” Y/N said, resting her head on George’s shoulder. His arm was loosely draped over the back of the couch. “It was definitely a night to remember.” George kissed his girlfriend’s head. “We should get to bed.” Y/N yawned and George agreed. Pulling themselves off the couch and walking to the middle of the room, the two lovebirds exchanged ‘I love you’s and kissed rather passionately before heading to their beds.

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“What did you do that made you look so worn out?” Katie asked Y/N as she shut the door behind her. Y/N sighed happily “We danced the night away.” She smiled and let her dress fall off her shoulders, changing into her pyjamas and falling onto her bed. That was a night she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

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“What did you do that made you look so worn out?” Fred asked George as he shut the door behind him. George sighed happily “We danced the night away.” He smiled and pulled off his tie, changing into his pyjamas and falling onto his bed. That was a night he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

our beloved ginger Fred and reader to “Why don’t we just relax and cuddle all day, hmm?”?

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:36:21 -0400

‘Okay this is a new table. I really like this table’ you said putting your hands on Fred’s arms stopping any further banging of his head against the said furniture.

‘I can’t do it’ he sighed putting his head in his hands ‘I can’t. I can’t. It’s too much… I’

‘Hey, hey Freddie look at me’ you quickly responded sitting at the table and taking his face in your hands. ‘What’s wrong?’

‘The paperwork Y/N. Insurance, bills, rent. Everything’ he replied ‘I wanted a shop but it’s just so much… Look here’ he gently removed your hands from his face and took a hold on some papers ‘30 pages! And it’s only one thing. Not even whole! Here’ another stock of documents ‘Insurance. Tell me, please explain me why do I have it in 7 separate groups? It could fit on one page. And that…’ he raised a piece of paper in green shade ‘I don’t even know what that is’ he huffed annoyed throwing the paper on the table.

His rapid movements made half of the papers fall on the floor. ‘Damn it!’ he shouted getting on the floor and starting to collect everything.

You quickly kneeled by him taking a hold on his wrist ‘Leave it’

‘But it’s a mess. It’s everywhere’ Fred gritted his teeth.

For the second time this day you took a hold on his face ‘Leave it’

‘I’m so tired’ he whispered blinking away the frustrated tears ‘So unbelievably tired’ he put his head on your shoulder breathing heavily.

‘Why don’t we just relax and cuddle all day, hmm?’ you said kissing the side of his head. ‘You and me. No worries, no duties even if it’s just for today’

Fred looked up without a word contemplating the idea. Finally the bright, big smile you had fallen in love with years ago appeared on his face. ‘I love you’ he replied leaning just enough to softly kiss you. ‘A lot’

‘I love you too. Through everything’ you stood up slowly walking towards your bed ‘Come on’

If it was even possible Fred’s smile grew bigger.

FRED WEASLEY X READER (AMORTENTIA)

Sat, 15 Jul 2017 01:34:11 -0400

deathlyhogwarts:

word count: 2751

Y/N was the brightest witch of her age. There was no one like her, not in her house, not even in Hogwarts. She was in Gryffindor, although sometimes she thinks she should have been sorted in Ravenclaw. But the Sorting Hat never makes mistakes.

Anyways, she was the best in her classes. Even better than Hermione, which is something very rare, quite frankly. She knows how to do any potion and more spells that she should know at her age of sixteen. However, there was something she couldn’t achieve.

“Y/N, you’re staring again,” said your friend, Katie Bell. You were in potions class, daydreaming again. Again. “You know, you should just tell him.”

“What?” you ask, snapping out of your trance. “What do you mean? I was just staring into blank space,” you try to shrug it off.

“Can’t fool me. I know you fancy Fred, Y/N,” she says, rather loudly.

“Shut up!” you hiss at her. “Just because you know it doesn’t mean every one in this class has to!” you whisper yell at her and then sigh. “I don’t just fancy him, Katie. It’s been three years.”

Katie wanted to say something but Snape anounced that class was dismissed. You quickly got up, took your things and hurried to catch up with your two bestfriends, Fred and George. They were one year older than you, but that didn’t matter to neither of you, regardless of what people might think or say.

“Hello, Gred and Forge,” you say as you smile briskly.

“Hi, Y/N,” they say in unison. “Heard what Snape said today about that stupid Amortenta potion? Rubbish.” George rolls his eyes. “You can’t make someone love you just with some potion.”

“It’s Amortentia, and yes, you can. Although only for a certain amount of time,” you say confidently.

“Is that so, Y/N?” Fred asks, raising a ginger eyebrow and looking at you. “Bet you don’t have the guts to use it on Malfoy to fall in love with George,” he winks. You both burst out laughing, but George rolls his eyes.

“Maybe you could use it on Y/N, you complain you don’t have anyone to cuddle with anyway,” George says, as Fred blushed furiously.

And then it clicked. You stopped laughing. It just happened that you had the most brilliant idea ever.

***

“Katie! Katie! I have a brilliant idea!” you run to her, already panting.

“What is it?” she asks bewildered.

“You know Amortentia, right?” you ask as she nods. “Well, I could use it on Fred, you know, and since I can make it only last one day, I can just… for one day, feel like he loves me back,” you smile sadly, looking down.

“A-are you sure it’s a good idea?” Katie seemed worried. You kind of understood her worry; it’s not quite ideal to use a love potion on a close person, or any person. If it’s not meant to be, then it’s not meant to be.

“I mean, what could go wrong? He won’t remember anything the next day… and I’ll be happy with him for just one day…”

Katie sighs. “If you weren’t that good of a witch I wouldn’t even let you think about it.”

Hours passed and you tried to finalise the love potion. You made sure everything was put in the right order at least twenty times, just to be sure Fred won’t get hurt or anything. When you were done, you sat on the chair, staring at your potion and thinking: is it really worth to do all of this, just to have one day with Fred as your boyfriend? After tomorrow, you’ll be even more in love with him, you’ll be more hurt that he doesn’t love you back. You’ll be even more heartbroken. But if this meant only one day of happiness, you were ready to risk it.

You put five drops of potion in a cake you bought.

It was night, so tomorrow he was going to be madly in love with you.

You put the cake on a plate and went towards the Gryffindor common room. You took a deep breath before entering, only to find Fred, Katie and George on the couch.

“Hi, guys, I-I brought some cake,” you say, bringing all the attention on you and you blush. You were, indeed, a bit shy, especially when it came to Fred.

Katie looks at you with hope in her eyes and smiles in a mysterious way. “I’m not really hungry, I’m just gonna go to bed. George, are you coming?” she said.

“We shall let the birds alone,” he says and they both disappear, but not before they both send you a wink.

You sit down next to Fred, but not too close. “Want some?” you ask as you cut a piece for yourself and one for him.

You both ate and talked about different and random things. You couldn’t help but notice he was also acting a bit strange and you started to wonder if you had read the instructions wrong and the potion was starting to take effect now, but that thought washed away as he somehow got back to his funny self. You were impatient and excited, but also felt a bit guilty that you practically were using him as a toy to yourself. But regardless, you couldn’t wait for tomorrow, so tiredness took over you and Fred very easily, so you went to bed not so short after.

The next day

You woke up, feeling slightly strange, knowing that you took Amortentia as well, but it didn’t have any emotional effect on you since you already love Fred, but it sure did affect you physically, because you threw up two times before going to get breakfast.

You hesitantly walked into the Great Hall, knowing that the potion had already did its job, but you were a bit scared. You didn’t know what to do if the others would notice that suddenly, Fred was going to be affectionate with you. They’d find it odd. Katie was the only one who knew.

You saw the twins’ ginger heads from the entrance and Katie next to George, and you walked up to them and sat next to Fred. “Good morning,” you say quietly.

Fred was the first to turn to you and a big smile spread across his face. “Good morning, love,” he put and arm around your shoulders and kissed you on the cheek. You widened your eyes and blushed furiously. Clearly, it was all worth it.

You looked at Katie and George and they were abstaining from laughing, because let’s face it, your reaction was priceless. You looked shocked that Fred Weasely himself, was flirting with you. You thought about it a little, then decided to give in to it. It’s just one day, anyway.

As his hand was on your shoulders, you intertwined your fingers with his and leaned your head on his shoulder. The amount of butterflies you had in your stomach was huge, but you enjoyed it very much. As Katie and George got into a conversation, Fred turned to face you. “How are you, Y/N?”

“I’m… hungry, actually. I threw up twice this morning,” you just now notice all the food on the table. You let go of Fred’s hand (even though you didn’t want to) and started eating.

He chuckles. “You’re cute,” he says and you blush. Why do you keep blushing? “I actualy threw up too this morning.”

“Was it because of the cake? I’m sorry.” you look at him whilst having roasted chicken in your mouth.

“No, it’s okay, love.” He looked at you, smiling

It drove you absolutely insane when he called you love.

Breakfast ended and you both got to class, but not after getting a smirk from Katie. You had Charms with him, so you sat next to each other and to be quite honest, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He was either holding your hand and intertwining your fingers, holding your waist or having his arm around your shoulders. Plus, he kept kissing you on the cheek or forehead. All you wanted was a kiss on the lips. But it was class, you had to be concentrated to what the professor had to say.

After four hours of not keeping your hands to yourself (both of you), you went in the Gryffindor common room and sat on the couch.

“What time is it, Y/N?” Fred asked you.

“Five o'clock.” you rest your head in the crook of his neck. “Why?”

“Wanted to know how much time we have to cuddle,” he says softly. Oh, what you’d do to have this every single day.

“I’ve always wanted this,” you look at him in the eyes, although you couldn’t keep them there for much long, as they moved to his lips.

“Me too,” he says and leans in, suddenly kissing you. You gasp, taken by surprise, which only gives him perimission to slide his tongue in your mouth. You kiss him back and you put your arms around his neck, leaving no space between you two.

You pulled away breathlessly, looking into each other’s eyes with lust and passion.

“Can I ask you a question, babe?” he whispers.

“Of course.”

“Why me? I mean… George and I are identical, why didn’t you choose to fall for him?” he doesn’t break eye contact.

“You’re not identical. You’re similar, but not identical, Fred. You have similar personalities, but not identical. You’re not the same person. I guess I fell for you because… because you make me laugh more. You make me blush when you look at me and we both know you’re the good looking twin…” I joke. He laughs.

“I… love you,” he says hesitantly. You looked at him sadly. You were happy he felt the same… but it was fake. Everything was fake. It was just some stupid potion. Tomorrow, he won’t remember a damn thing and you were angry. You messed with your own feelings.

“I love you, too,” you said.

You both fell asleep on the couch, cuddled.

Next day

You woke up with two strong arms wrapped around you, holding you tight. You rubbed your eyes to make your vision become clear again and looked at the person next to you; Fred. Fred! You fell askeep cuddled! If he wakes up you’d have to explain why you two were hugging! You tried to take his arms off of you as gentle as possible and sneak back to your room.

“Y/N? Love, where are you going?” he said in a raspy voice, which you found extremely attractive. Love?

“What?” you whisper. No response. He fell asleep again. You kissed him on the lips shortly and smiled sadly. It was over. You went back to your room quickly, before he gets the chance to wake up again.

Fred and you slept more than you should have, which went to the question: why did neither of you woke up when students started walking around the common room? They saw both of you cuddled! And you were sure they’d tease you a lot about it… especially George.

You decided that there was no point in going to breakfast in the Great Hall anyway, so you skipped it and ate a chocolate bar you had from yesterday. You also didn’t want to face Fred, although he didn’t remember anything, you still did.

After half an hour or so, you decided you had to go to your first class (not that you had a choice), gathered your things and went to Charms. You entered the class just in time, the teacher was about to start the lesson, so you quickly got in your seat, ignoring Fred’s stare on youーor so you tried, because halfway through the class, you glanced for a second at him, but he was still watching you. Did he remember? Or was he just confused about why I was not present at breakfast? Did George tell him he found us cuddled on the couch?

Class ended, and so did your thoughts, until your name was called.

“Y/N!” Fred called after you. You took in a deep breath. Today he’s my friend. Just like any other day, you thought.

“Yes, Fred?”

“Why didn’t you come to breakfast, love? I was worried about you,” he said, a frown forming on his face. What? Love?

You looked at him confused, but shook your head immediately after. It’s just a nickname, it could be used on friends, as well. Very close friends. Best friends.

“I just didn’t feel well, that’s all,” you wave it off, trying to sound as convincing as possible. By the look on his face, you succeeded.

“Well, next time tell me. Don’t forget we can prank people by sitting in bed,” he winked at you, as he threw an arm around your shoulder. “I’ve gotta go, George said he has a big prank plan going on and wants some help, see you later, babe.” he kisses you on the corner of your mouth as he leaves, living you more confused than you were ever in your life. The looks on students’ faces around you weren’t helping, either.

Did you do something wrong with the potion? You were pretty sure you did everything correct, so why was he still treating you like his lover?

You decided that George could wait, so you ran after him, catching him entering in a classroom, probably meeting George. You entered after him. They were talking about something you weren’t interested in
right now.

“Fred, can we talk?” you ask, completely emotionless.

“Sure,” he says softly, as George gets the clue and leaves. “What is it, Y/N?” he smiles.

“Do you, um… do you remember anything from two days ago?”

“Do you mean when you gave me cake with Amortentia in it? Yes, I do, very vividly, actually,” he says, rather amused.

“W-what?” a blush spreads on your entire face. “You knew? I’m sorry, Fred, I just-” you stop yourself from speaking. “Wait, if you knew, why’d you let it affect you?”

“It didn’t,” he smiles.

“What do you mean it didn’t? You-you were being sweet and affectionate and-” you gesticulate with your hands, trying to explain. “W-was it all an act?” you say sadly, feeling tears in the corners of your eyes.

“Amortentia has no effect on someone who already feels something towards the person giving it, regardless of its ingredients,” he quotes the book.

“W-what?”

“When Katie told me, I was shocked at first. I didn’t know you felt the same as I do towards you, but then I came back to my senses. I had two options: after you gave me the cake, you could’ve saw the next day that I wasn’t acting any different and I could’ve told you then about my feelings, and two, I could’ve acted as your boyfriend for a day. The second one sounded more pleasing for me, frankly,” he explains, as he takes a step closer. “It never affected me. It wasn’t an act, either. I was what I wanted to be for a long timeーwith you. I told you that day that I threw up too, just like you did, from the potion. But you didn’t get the hint.” he chuckled. “You thought that today I wasn’t going to remember anything, but Merlin, the confused look on your face was priceless,” he laughs loudly, taking one more step towards you.

“B-but why did you let me give you the cake if you knew?” you ask, looking somehow confused at him, as he was very close to you, your faces almost touching.

“Where’s the fun in that?,” he smiles. You still didn’t smile, kept the worried expression on your face and he sighs. “I had liked you for so long, Y/N, I couldn’t not take the chance.”

He lifts up your chin with two fingers and looks at your lips.

“Was it real? The kiss we had in the common room last night?” you ask hesitantly.

“Everything was real, love,” he says as he leans in and presses his lips against yours softly and you respond almost instantly. He cups your cheek and caress it gently with his thimb.

“At least we don’t need any potion to be in love,” you chuckle as you two pull away.

“I guess not,” you said, smiling up at him.

The Gif Thing

Sat, 08 Jul 2017 01:43:32 -0400

harry-potter-beast-imagines:

Hi!! I love this idea! I’m fanatically in love with Fred Weasley so anything will make me happy!! I love your blog so much :))
@mrsfredweaslebee
He warned you – he told you not to get involved in the battle – and yet, he should have known you would show up. After all, with the exclusion of his twin brother, you were his best friend. He should have known you would try to help him, because that was your plan from the beginning. And yet, not even you could have foreseen his death – that is to say, his near death experience – or the moment you jumped into the line of fire to save him. You tried to deflect the entire blast, but inevitably you were flown back against the wall, your consciousness stolen as stones and other debris crashed around you. By the time you woke, the battle was over. Still, it felt like hours passed before your sense of sound and smell returned, allowing you to pick up the faint remainder of musk, dust, and smoke. Only the second after that familiar scent returned did your memory as well, compelling you to shoot bolt upright in a search for the last face you remember seeing in terror – Fred Weasley. Did you fail to save him, you thought with dread when you searched your surroundings and couldn’t find him between all the muddy and scarred faces.
With your mouth dry in fear, you jumped to your aching feet, ignoring a voice yelling behind for you to take it slow, and rushed out of the room. Whipping around corners and blurring down passages, you sped through the crowd in search of your friend, your crush, the man you love—
In an instant you froze. There he stood, with his face hanging heavy, his shoulder slouched, and his hair surprisingly still as fiery as always, while he unwillingly cleaned the castle along with other volunteers. He looked like you would expect one to look after dealing with war, but he was alive. Thank Merlin. “Fred!” You yelled before you realized how it could startle everyone else, and no surprise, he spun around immediately, his face quickly lighting up at the sight of you on your feet. He’s safe, you screamed inwardly and ran to him with your last bit of strength. Just a few more steps were left before your legs finally gave in, but to your rescue, Fred quickly saved you from falling, wrapping his arms around your waist and spinning you in the air with delight, his face and grin buried in your shoulder, like yours was in his.
“Don’t even do that again.” He pleaded in a whisper before finally setting you down on your feet, but still he didn’t dare to let you go, scared you’ll allow yourself to get hurt again.
“As long as you keep doing stupid things, I will jump in to save you.” You pointed out matter-of-factly and pulled away just enough to smile up at him, gently resting your hand on his cheek, “What are friends for, right?”
For a moment, you could have sworn you saw anger flash in his usually-mischievous eyes, but the opportunity to clarify didn’t last long before he suddenly hoisted you up to his height and pressed his lips against yours. You were frozen in an instant, your body completely stiff from the sudden touch, but your body soon melted, as to be expected, while your arms gingerly wrapped around his neck. It was a gentle kiss, just like you imagined it to be, but it felt so much better than you ever thought it could. It felt like years passed before he finally set you back down and broke contact. “I don’t want to be your friend anymore, (Y/N).” He explained, and of course, you were about to agree, but –
“Can you at least let me thank her for saving my brother before you take ‘er off to go snog?” George interrupted you, however.

Long Distance with Fred Weasley Would Include...

Sat, 08 Jul 2017 01:39:52 -0400

remustales:

“hello! I was wondering if you could do a headcannon that involves dating Fred Weasley while being long distance and going to Ilvermorny in America. I love your work! its simply amazing!”
thank you anon, this request made me smile a lot; i’m happy that people like my work. i hope this is okay for you - thank you for the request, it means a lot. <3
Your family moving away to escape the upcoming wizarding war as you were muggleborn
Obviously you told your parents the danger that you were all in
Your heart-breaking when realising you had to leave everything behind
Crying when asking Dumbledore to transfer your files to Ilvermorny for when you left
Crying in the Gryffindor Common Room
Fred walking in and seeing you crying
Him rushing to your side immediately and worrying over you
What’s wrong, he asks
Has something happened?
Telling him you two need to talk - explaining about Ilvermorny and crying because of how heartbroken you are
“Well, have fun my love. I’ll miss you loads, but don’t miss me. Go live your life in America!”
Him thinking you’d break up
Fred being upset but not letting you see that
Telling him you don’t want to go
And that you don’t want to break up because you love him
Fred’s heart slows down slightly from the fast pace it was at
Finding ways to stay in contact in front of the fire
Deciding on owl post
Buying an owl

Fred going to see you with Arthur before you leave the airport
Super long, tight hugs
“I love you”
“I love you too, Freddie”
Fred writing you a letter about how much he misses you as soon as he gets home
Him not being sad because he knows he’ll see you again when everything’s better
Knowing it’s for your safety, yet missing you so much

After seven months in America
You settling in well at Ilvermorny
Fred’s letters still arriving every week, him mentioning how much everyone misses you
Especially himself
Leaving sweet messages at the end of your letters to each other
Using muggle telephones to hear each other’s voices every now and then
Fred saving up to visit you in America
Fred using floo network to travel to America when he realises he has magic parents
You finding the gesture sweet
Hot dog dates in America
Getting Fred to try muggle candies
Taking him to the theater
Showing him Ilvermorny and getting him to meet your new friends
Them fawning over his accent, you telling them to sod off
“He’s my boyfriend, not yours”
Fred loving your jealousy a tiny bit

Fred having to return for the Battle of Hogwarts
Limbs tangled together in your bed
Both you and Fred crying
Both incredibly scared
Your parents not letting you go
“Be careful, Fred”
“I’m always careful”
A long kiss before he left for the UK
Worrying about him every day
Not hearing much from him anymore
Writing endless letters to him, getting no reply from him
Endless night, crying and asking anybody who was listening
“Why?”
Getting letters from his family asking how you were
You asking how they were
Presuming Fred was dead

HOWEVER
Would Fred die when the love of his life was sat across the globe waiting for him to return?
Of course not
He surprised you one night
2am
A shuffling and a bang in your living room
Grabbing your wand and heading there, prepared to fight the intruder
Lumos
Familiar ginger hair staring back at you
A large smile on his face
And you’re so ?? because you were convinced he was dead
But he wasn’t
He was perfectly alive and standing in front of you
Ready to start your new life together
Grateful, long hugs and thankful whispers
“You’re alive, you’re alive”
“Of course I’m alive. I’m Fred Weasley, you really think I’d leave you?”

Magicless - Fred Weasley

Sat, 08 Jul 2017 01:37:26 -0400

imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul:

Requested by @undiscoveries
“Okay, just breathe. Breathe.” You looked up at Fred and nodded at him, smiling through the pain.
“I am, Y/N,” he said.
“You don’t look like it.” He laughed as he continued to push you down the hospital hall.
“I don’t know why you decided to do this naturally,” he said, as he pushed you through the door to your room. A nurse came in and helped you into bed, before giving you a cup of ice chips.
“Because that’s how my mom did it,” you said once she left. “It’s kind of a muggle thing.”
“Going through lots of pain?” he asked. You nodded as you felt another round of contractions come through. Fred grabbed onto your hand and didn’t let go until you loosened your grip.
“What if we just lied to your mother? I promise this can be a lot less painful.” You shook your head and smiled up at him. “Why are you still smiling?”
“Because I’m happy,” you said, although your smile turned into more of a teeth-clench as another contraction came.
“How far apart was that?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” you said breathlessly, “A couple of minutes.”
“I should go get a nurse,” he said, starting to walk away. However, you didn’t let go of his hand. He turned back to look at you with wide eyes.
“No, stay with me.”
“But I think you need a nurse,” he said.
“No, I only need you,” you said, even though the last word came out as a yelp as another contraction came over you. He clutched your hand tightly and stood back at your side.
“Okay,” he said with a sigh. “But-”
“Hey, I didn’t miss anything, did I?” George asked, bursting into the room, a handful of enchanted balloons in his hands. One of the balloons had black smoke that kept swirling around, and flashed up “It’s a boy!” and “It’s a girl!”
“No,” Fred said, barely looking away from you. He noticed the balloons though and did a double take, a smile growing on his face. “Nice work, Georgie.”
“Thanks.” George walked to the other side of the bed and kissed your forehead. “How are you feeling, Y/N?” As another contraction came over you, you gave him a thumbs up, and squeezed Fred’s hand.
“Can you go get a doctor?” Fred asked him. George looked between you two and nodded before walking out of the room.
“I don’t think I need one ye-” you stopped to clench your teeth as another contraction happened. Once it subsided, you looked up at him and said, “Yet.”
“Darling,” he said sweetly, although he looked as if he wanted to scream. “I love you, but you’re being ridiculous right now. Let me get the help that you need.”
“Fred-” He silenced you by grabbing onto your cheeks and pulling you in for a kiss.
“Shut up for a minute, so our child can be born without its parents fighting.” You sighed as a nurse walked in. After a moment of checking you out, she looked up at you two with a smile.
“You’re ready to push,” she said in a thick Scottish accent. “Only the father, please,” she said, looking at the twins.
“This one,” you said, touching Fred’s arm. George winked at you, and slapped Fred’s shoulder.
“I’ll see you soon,” he said.
“Alright, are you two ready?” the nurse asked as two more came in. You nodded, and took Fred’s hand. He leaned in to kiss your forehead before whispering he loved you in your ear.
“Okay, let’s push,” she said. You took a deep breath, and started pushing as hard as you could. A scream came out of your mouth that sounded nothing like you, and you gripped Fred’s hand very tight.
“Good, good,” he said as you took another breath. “You’re doing so good.”
“He’s right,” the nurse said. “But we need you to push again.”
“Okay.” You took another breath and pushed again, gripping Fred’s hand so tightly that it turned white. You let out more yells as excruciating pain washed over you.
“This would be so much easier with magic,” Fred said softly once you stopped pushing for a moment.
“You’d be so much easier with magic!” He looked down at you and you shrugged as the sweat beaded on your forehead. “I’m in too much pain to think of a different comeback.”
“Okay, let’s push again. One more big one,” the nurse said.
“I love you,” Fred said.
“I love you, too,” you said breathlessly as you pushed again. After about two minutes more of pain, you let out one last gasp. You suddenly heard the cry of a baby, and looked up at Fred with tears pooling in your eyes. There were some in his, too.
“Congratulations on your little baby boy.”
“Oh, I want to hold my grandson!” Molly Weasley said, rushing into the room with Arthur following close behind her. Fred laughed at his mother, and carefully placed him in her arms.
“Be careful, mum, he’s fragile.”
“I have had babies before,” she said, holding him in her arms. “So, what’s his name?” she asked. Fred smiled down at you and you beamed.
“Gavin Arthur Moony Weasley,” you said. George was standing in the corner, a big grin on his face. Molly laughed and smiled down at Gavin.
“He’s a gorgeous little boy,” she said.
“He is,” Fred said. “He’s got his mum’s eyes.”
“And his father’s hair,” you said, taking Fred’s hand in yours. Arthur took Gavin next, and laughed at the sounds that he was making. You leaned your head against Fred’s forearm and sighed happily.
“We should let you rest,” Arthur said, handing back Gavin. He fell asleep in your arms and you smiled.
“You don’t have to go,” you said.
“Yes we do,” Molly said. “We’ll see you soon.” George followed his parents and blew a kiss towards his godson before shutting the door. Fred sat down on the edge of the bed with you, and you leaned up to kiss him.
“We did good, Freddie,” you said.
“Yeah, we did.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he said. “And you, too,” he said, lightly touching Gavin’s nose. He kissed you again and threw his arm around you. “You should get some rest.”
“I’m okay.”
“Rest. Don’t worry, I’ll watch Gavin.”
“Okay,” you said, letting Fred take him from your arms. You leaned against his chest, and he put Gavin in the crook of his arm that wasn’t around your shoulders. You fell asleep peacefully, dreaming about the two boys to your right.

potter-imagines: Dating Fred Weasley

Fri, 07 Jul 2017 13:41:07 -0400

potter-imagines:

Dating Fred Weasley

Neville’s Sister

Fri, 07 Jul 2017 13:39:37 -0400

weasley-kings:

Pairing: George x Reader
Request: I L O V E your imagines <3 Could you do a George imagine where Hufflepuff reader is Neville’s sister and George can’t belive he fancies her and Harry, Ron and Fred are teasing him about it?
A/N: I actually read an Imagine with a very similar prompt and it’s actually one of my favourite Imagines! the link is here if you wanna check it out, I’ll try not to make mine too similar (also sorry for my super long hiatus)
Squicks: None
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The entire school was together in the Great Hall for dinner at their respective tables, all talking amongst themselves over the enormous mounds of food.
In the middle of he and Fred’s heated debate on who knows what, George soon loses interest when the Hufflepuff girl from his Care for Magical Creatures class walks up to the Gryffindor table. Since no one wanted to take Hagrid’s class, those who did choose the class from fourth and fifth years were put together, which is how George had first seen her today for their first class of the year.
Fred followed his brother’s gaze and they both fall silent, wondering what reason she would have for coming up to them. George’s mind raced with different scenarios of how she could somehow know how big of a crush he had on her, but instead of coming up to them, she went up to Neville.
“Hey Nev, here’s that Herbology book you wanted, I’ve been meaning to catch you all day,” she says, handing a book to Neville, who had the eyes of about half of Gryffindor on him, while the other half were all admiring Y/n.
“Thanks Y/n, I’ll give it back to you when I can,” he says with a smile.
Y/n looks across the table to see the twins looking back at her, one of them with a slight blush,
“Oh, you’re both in Hagrid’s class with me aren’t you?” she says with a smile, to which George returns eagerly.
“We are indeed, and what might your name be?” Fred asks,
“I’m Y/n, now which one is Fred and which is George?” you say, looking between the two of them quizzically.
Fred introduces the two of them, pointing to each of them respectively when doing so.
“Ah, so George is the cute one,” you say with a flirty grin, to which George’s eyes widen and Fred calls bullshit. You laugh, not knowing which reaction is funnier, “I guess I’ll be seeing you two around more often,” you say with a wink before turning on your heel to head back to your spot on the Hufflepuff table.
Everyone fell quiet until you had sat back down with your friends, when all the notable Gryffindor students laughed and whistled at George, who was now even more red than before.
“How do you know her anyway?” Fred asks Neville as George hides his face in his hands,
“Are you kidding me? She’s my sister,” Neville responds, causing George to look up, the same look of confusion and shock etched on both his and Fred’s faces; the only way you’d be able to tell them apart was by George’s blush.
“She’s what?!” they both say loudly, Neville taken aback by their sudden shock,
The Hufflepuff girls around y/n all giggle loudly, as Y/n says to them, “sounds like Neville’s told them who I am”.
“You never told us your sister was so hot?!” Fred says, still bewildered by the new information,
“I don’t know how close you and your family are but I don’t personally find my own sister hot,” Neville responds wearily, as Ron grunts back a laugh.
“Hey hey, don’t be such a smart arse to your future brother-in-law’s brother,” Fred says, earning a punch to the arm from George.
Neville pulls a disgusted face, “dear God, I hope she has more sense than to put me through that kind of hell,” he says looking between the two brothers, who were now back to discussing the ever-so-beautiful Y/n.

fandoms-archive: Imagine being Neville’s older sister and the...

Fri, 07 Jul 2017 13:38:03 -0400

fandoms-archive:

Imagine being Neville’s older sister and the twins having a crush on you
Written by: Head Honcho ~ Zoe
“I didn’t know you wore those, Neville.” Fred smirks as he holds up a silk bra. George laughs at the blushing dark haired student.
“I think Grandma accidentally switched out packages again, Nev.” You sigh as you set down the box of boxer, packets of seeds, and other things.
“I think so.” Your younger brother shyly nods, dropping the garment and quickly putting the lid back on it.
“Next time I think she should label it before she closes it.” You smile down at him, he quickly nods without making eye contact. “Sorry for mortifying you, kid.” You ruffle his hair.
“Not the first time.” He mumbles, you frown.
“Well,” You let out a deep breath. “I’ll make it up to you at Hogsmeade this weekend then, yeah?” You send him a hopeful smile.
“You don’t have to–”
“I want to.” You cut him off. “This is the fifth time this year alone that Grandma sent you my knickers.” You remind. “The least I can do is buy you something from Zonko’s or Honeydukes for the embarrassment I have caused you.”
“Alright.” He nods.
“Fantastic.” You set a hand on his jaw and lean down to peck his cheek. “See you later, bud.”
“Cya.” He sends you a tight-lip smile as you walk back down the aisle. Once he sees you sit back down by your friends, he turns back to the twins. “What?” He questions noticing how their eyes are wide and their jaws are dropped.
“You didn’t tell us that your sister is the hottest girl in school.” George leans forward and whispers to him.
“She’s absolutely peg, man.” Fred gapes.
“I didn’t know I was obligated to inform you guys on that.” Neville admits, absent-mindedly shifting through the different things in his care package.
“Of course you were.” Fred demands.
“We’ve had a crush on (Y/N) since we saw her on the Hogwarts express first year.” George informs, Neville shrugs.
“It’s not my fault that neither of you have manned up and asked her out yet.” He deadpans, reading the label on one of the seed packets.
The gingers’ eyebrows shoot up at the usual shy boy’s bold statement… but they both give each other a sad look knowing that Neville is right.

Falling asleep on George Weasley would include :

Fri, 07 Jul 2017 13:36:32 -0400

underratedcharactersimagines:

(Woooo more prompts! Aaawww George :3 Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

-Him instantly getting quiet the moment he turns around to look over at his shoulder or forearm and he notices that it’s you as he doesn’t want to bother you

-Him just awkwardly patting your head and whispering to you, asking you’re really asleep, especially whenever it happens at the dinner table or in class

-Him waking you up whenever you’d fall asleep on him while in Snape’s class, only to blame it either on Fred or Snape to get you to be pissed at them

-Him liking to feel your hair, he’d end up stroking it and comfort you to sleep so much, you’d end up snuggling against him and make him blush

-Him being teased by Fred and him just pushing the two of you even closer, only get their other friends to tease you both, even taking a picture to remember the moment

-Him covering your ears whenever everyone is around and still joking around with them but getting quieter and quieter when he thinks about how tired you must be to fall asleep like this

-Him and Fred having pranked you by drawing on your face, only for him to feel bad when you’d get mad and actually letting you get back at them, making the three of you to walk around the school with the weirdest things drawn

-Him wrapping his scarf around you being kind enough to pull you closer to him as he’d get silent and tired from his own day as well

-Him pinching your nose or cheek for fun and laughing on his own as you’d squirm or flinch, only to pretend to be asleep whenever you’d wake up and look up to check on him

-Him falling asleep and resting his head against yours whenever he’d hold you in his arms, only to really snuggle with you
Tags : @angel-with-broken-wings, @nekodalolita, @mad-boggart, @jokergirl26, @Erikaaferns, @ecurrier109, @purplemuse89, @fandomwritingismylife, @ichimaruai

winter-and-zombies: Dating George Weasley would involve…You are...

Fri, 07 Jul 2017 13:28:16 -0400

winter-and-zombies:

Dating George Weasley would involve…
You are Fred’s girlfriend’s best friend.
You always thought that the Weasley twins were trouble.
But you knew that Fred liked your friend , so you accepted to help them get together.
That meant a lot of time spend with George.
Which wasn’t so bad.
You two got along very well.
Too well. Everybody thought you were a couple.
And without knowing , you kind of were.
-Him watching you as you study
-LOTS AND LOTS OF HAND HOLDING.
-Fred goes nuts when he notices and can’t stop teasing the two of you
-Being the silent protector and making sure to stand between you and anyone he thinks is threatening
-Being pretty quietly competitive with one another.
-There are sweet kisses and passionate kisses with George.
-Lots of laying in bed reading next to each other
- Pranking each other a lot
- The two of you cuddling all the time
- Playing with his hair when you’re cuddling
- You guys loving each other more than anything
- Kisses you at least three times a day.

Duel - George Weasley

Fri, 07 Jul 2017 13:26:42 -0400

myboipotterimagines:

Request: Hey! I was wondering if u could right a George x reader where the reader checks up on the twins and Harry after they get into a brawl with Malfoy and the Slytherins (I’m really bad at explaining sorry! P.s I love ur fanfics there so good!!)
(A/N: Thank you so much!)
You were sitting in the Great Hall when a first year came up to you and informed you that your boyfriend had gotten into a fight. You stormed through the halls, people jumping out of the way as they saw your murder glare. You flung open the door of the infirmary. Malfoy and four other Slytherins laid in beds near the door.
“Hey, good looking,” one of the Slytherins commented. You flipped him off and continued onto the other side of the infirmary. Behind a curtain were Fred, George, and Harry.
“I thought that Fred would be in the fight, but you, too, Harry?” you sighed.
“Sorry, (Y/N),” Harry apologized.
“What was the fight even about?”
The boys all started murmuring vague responses. You tilted your head and pursed your lips. “It was about you,” the boys all answered quietly.
You sighed. “I told all of you not to get into fights about me. Especially, you, George. You know I love you.” You leaned down and kissed his cheek.
“They said that you deserved better and that I was an awful boyfriend.”
You held his bloody hand. “If anything, you deserve better. I love you so much, George.”
Everyone was released a day later. You were walking through the halls with George when you ran into the Slytherins.
“Someone didn’t learn their lesson, it seems,” Draco commented.
“It seems someone didn’t learn theirs; do you need a refresher?” you ask, George holding your waist tightly.
Draco steps closer to you. “Looks like this little princess has a big bark, but does she have any bite?”
“Don’t,” George whispered, but you were already throwing hexes at Draco. Draco fires back and the two of you are in a duel. You hit him multiple times, but he catches the shirt you’re wearing on fire and it burns your shoulder. You scream and Fred uses a water charm to put out the fire. Now, you’re mad. Fred joins you as you hex the Slytherins, who are now involved as well.
“What is the meaning of this?” McGonagall calls from the end of the hall. You all ceasefire and stare at each other with immense hatred. You are all given detention - separate detentions. It’s worth it, though to see the hatred and fear on the faces of the Slytherins, and the immense love and pride on the face of George.