goldenmalfoyy

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durmstrang. herbology. cat. diagon alley. hexes. mcgonagall. metamorphagus. three broomsticks. weasley’s wizard wheezes.

beauxbatons or durmstrang? ancient runes or herbology? cat or toad? diagon alley or hogsmeade? hexes or jinxes? dumbledore or mcgonagall? animagus or metamorphagus? the three broomsticks or the leaky cauldron? zonko’s joke shop or weasley’s wizard wheezes?

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dogs and cats :(

What are y'all allergic to I’m really curious

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are you a hair up or hair down kinda person? horror movie or a rom-com? do you like coffee or tea? are you moon or sun? park or coffee shop? romantic love or platonic love?

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just the two of us // d.m

Summary: Years after the war, you and Draco had fallen in love. Three years later the two of you turn into three and you tell Draco you’re expecting.

Word Count: 1,159

Warnings: none :)

For a while after the war, everything was dark for Draco. He felt as if everyone hated him for what he stood for during the war and he could understand where they were coming from, but he truly changed during that time and all these years after.

His past followed him around, even though everyone else seemed to forgive him. He became a healer at St. Mungo’s, helping people made him feel better, but that was all he did, he didn’t really live his life like a normal adult. He stuck to himself and spent most of his time at home. But everything changed when you entered his life, his life became so full of light, warmth, love and hope. 

That was three years ago, three years that have been filled with laughter and love from the both of you. Draco smiled at the memory as he looked down at you as you slept peacefully in his arms. Your mouth was slightly open as you mumbled some words in your sleep, your hair was slipping from the bun you tried to put it in and Draco thought you'd never looked more beautiful than you did in that moment. 

“I love you Y/N.��� He whispered as he adjusted himself to lay beside you. You unconsciously pulled the man closer to you once he was laying down and you nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck. He chuckled at your actions, placing a gentle kiss on your temple before sleep began to overtake him. 

But as soon as he was able to sleep, you were woken up with sudden hunger. You silently groan as you look down at your stomach, shaking your head but getting up. You knew what to expect now, sometimes you would get random cravings at night and it seemed to be this was one of those nights.

You step into the kitchen and pull your sweater tight around your body, stepping over to one of the cabinets and pulling out the ingredients to make yourself some chocolate chip pancakes.

He stepped into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes but quickly dropping his hand once he saw what you were doing. You were standing over the stove with a bowl in one hand and a spatula in the other. He watched as you poured a small amount of the batter onto the hot pan and watched it to ensure that it didn’t burn. You were so focused on cooking that you hadn’t even noticed him step closer to you. 

“Darling what are you doing?” He whispers as he places a gentle kiss on your neck and places his hands on your hips. 

“I wanted some pancakes. Do you want some baby?” You ask him as you grab a spatula and flip over the pancakes before they burned. He chuckled at your question but he wanted to enjoy some pancakes with you. 

“Only you would be making pancakes at 2:30 in the morning.” He tells you as he pulls away from you and grabs some plates for the two of you along with a fork and knife. You roll your eyes at him but smile while you take the plate from him and put the warm pancakes on them.

The two of you ate in comfortable silence, Draco watching as you happily ate the pancakes as he enjoyed his. He knew this wasn’t something new, cooking late at night, normally you did it when you were stressed from work. And he knew that once you were happy you would start humming your favorite song. Which was exactly what you did, your cravings were satisfied and you felt full and happy from the pancakes. You stood up from your chair and looked over at your boyfriend who was already smiling at you.

You swayed your hips as you hummed the song, reaching your hand out to Draco as an invitation to join you. He chuckled as he wrapped his warm hand around yours and he pulled you closer to his body. 

“It feels like it’s just the two of us in the world.” You whispered as the two of you danced in silence now. You rest your head against his chest and his hands wrap tighter around your waist bringing you closer to him. He hummed at your words, it really did feel like it was just the two of you and he was grateful for it. There was no other worry in the world, the only thing he cared about was you and you were safely in his arms.

“Just the two of us.” He repeated and he placed a kiss on your forehead. You smile at the small act of affection and you feel his love through it. You knew that this was the perfect moment to tell him the good news. If he loved you beyond any love you had ever felt, you knew that this love would be shared with the baby you two had created.

“Actually...three of us.” You admit as you slightly pull away to look up at him. Draco just stared at you, brows furrowed in confusion and a smile tugging at his lips thinking you were joking. But the longer he stared at you he knew that you were serious. 

“Three?” He questioned in disbelief, he wanted you to be sure that you were announcing a pregnancy like he thought you were. He keeps his eyes on you and he sees the wide smile that blesses your face before you spoke once again.

“Well the bun on my oven has to count. Little Malfoy is making me eat for two.” You respond in a lighter tone. Your hand moves down to your stomach which still looked normal, his eyes follow your hands before he raises his hands to meet yours on your stomach.

“Little Malfoy.” He repeats as he’s still processing this new information. But once he realizes that this is reality and you are carrying a baby that is half of him and half of you, a wide smile crossed his face. “We’re having a baby!” He shouts as he picks you up and spins you around. You laugh at his reaction. You knew he was going to be an amazing dad, Draco wanted to be nothing like his father was to him. 

“You’re going to be such an amazing dad Draco.” You say as you lean against the counter for support. 

“And you’re going to be the best mum.” He whispers as he pulls you into a hug, arms wrapping all around your body. “We’re going to be a family.” You were already family to Draco, the one who had been there for him and guided him through the darkness. And Draco knew that one day you would be his wife and the mother of his children but it seemed to come sooner than he expected.

“Marry me. Let’s make it official.”

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fred and gryffindor :)

okay i’d like to see something so help me out here

dear fellow weasley twins lovers/self shippers reblog this post (or reply but i’d prefer it if you reblog so more can see this) and answer these two questions: which twin do you prefer and what is your hogwarts house?

i’ll start: george and hufflepuff

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LITERALLY COMMENTS MAKE ME SO HAPPY. I LOVE SEEING YOU GUYS REACT TO IT OR ADD COOL  COMMENTS

but like who started the idea that fanfiction writers are somehow bothered by enthusiasm for their work???? cause i see posts all the time like “do writers really want to talk with us about their fics? Do writers really want long comments? I dont want to bother them” and i just think its absolutely ridiculous????

ofc i want to talk to you about it, and would love to hear you go on about it. i took time out of my real life to write this stuff down so we could all share these characters!!! the idea that you’re bothering a fanfiction writer, a fellow nerd, is absolutely crazy

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heyyyy im not sure if your requests are open but i am absolutely IN LOVE with the way your write and especially your fred weasley fics!! if it isn’t too much to ask id love a fred weasley x reader where they are best friends and go to the Yule ball (or something like that) and there’s like a confession for liking one another?? again sorry if requests are closed, but i love your work!! ❤️

Hello bb! Yes my requests are open! And thank you so much for your kind words. 

I just posted it and you can find it here: Be Mine f.w

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be mine // f.w

Request: heyyyy im not sure if your requests are open but i am absolutely IN LOVE with the way your write and especially your fred weasley fics!! if it isn’t too much to ask id love a fred weasley x reader where they are best friends and go to the Yule ball (or something like that) and there’s like a confession for liking one another?? again sorry if requests are closed, but i love your work!! ❤️

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: none :)

The atmosphere around you buzzed with excitement and anticipation. The Great Hall was filled with loud voices and whispers as everyone talked about the upcoming Yule Ball that was just a week away. But you only felt the dread at their conversations, you had yet to find a date and you weren’t sure that you would in the short amount of time you had left.

“Come on Y/N! You won’t be alone, we’ll be with you.” Hermione tried to comfort you but it didn’t help. You weren’t going to invade on the fun that your friends and their dates would have, especially when you knew that they should be enjoying their night more with them instead of you.

“It’s okay Mione. I think I’m going to just have a relaxing night.” You tried to assure her but she saw right through you which you should have expected from her. She shook her head at you and was about to open her mouth to speak again but you could hear the booming voices and your attention shifted towards them.

You couldn’t take your eyes off the two red headed twins as they entered the Great Hall, a wide grin on their faces as they stepped over to the Gryffindor table to talk to you. They plopped down on either side of you, Fred’s arm was thrown over your shoulder as he pulled you closer to him and you hoped that he couldn’t feel the fast rate of your heart.

“Good morning Y/N,” They greeted in unison as they leaned over and stole some of the breakfast food on your plate, which you expected from your best friends. You jokingly rolled your eyes at them and swatted Fred’s hand away from your plate.

“Thiefs, the both of you.” You tell them and they only laugh at your words. Fred’s arms tightened more around you and you felt the vibrations of his laugh, the happiness and joy spreading from him to you.

“You know you love us.” Fred replies. You felt your face and neck heat at his words, of course you loved them; they were your best friends, but with Fred it was a different kind of love than the one you held for George. 

“Hmm not anymore. You ate my waffle,” You retort and you pulled out your best pouting face. He laughed and turned to fully face you, he had to stop for a moment as his eyes fell on you, trying to resist the urge to lean down and kiss you. 

Fortunately for him, Angelina waltzed up to your friend group with a kind smile on her face. She placed an arm in between you and George and she bent slightly to talk to him. You noticed the love struck look on George’s face as she came close to him. 

“My dress is a deep purple. I expect you to match Weasley,” Angelina says to George. You turn your face to look over at Fred, you hadn’t known that George had already found himself a date. 

“He asked her the other day.” Fred informed you knowing that you were curious about his twin. You watched him for a moment, if George had a date then Fred definitely did too and you felt your heart sink a little at the thought.

“Am I the only one without a date?” You groaned and you let your head fall in your hands. You felt like the outcast, everyone of your friends was going to go to the ball and have the time of their lives while you had to be alone.

George quickly looked at you, noticing that you had your face hidden and using the moment to shoot a quick look at his brother. This was George’s chance to get Fred to ask you to be his date.

“Actually Fred here doesn’t have a date either.” George answers and he shoots his twin a look but Fred quickly shakes his head at his twin for springing it on him. George just smirks at his brother before looking back at you.

“Why not Freddie?” You ask as you remove your hands and look over at Fred. He just shrugged at your question, not willing to tell you the truth. He wanted to ask you, but he didn’t want to lose you if you didn’t feel the same, he couldn’t handle losing his best friend and the girl he was in love with.

“Why don’t the two of you go together?” Hermione suggests innocently. She saw the perfect opportunity that George set and she took it. Your eyes widen as you look at her, shocked that she would do that to you. 

“Oh no it’s okay. Fred shouldn’t be obligated to go with me.” You tried to excuse. You didn’t want to be Fred’s last resort for a date, it would break you if you were. 

“It’s not an obligation if I want you to be my date.” Fred whispers as he looks down at you. You turn from him to Hermione with even wider eyes. You could practically feel your heart stop at his words, you weren’t expecting him to actually want to go with you. He breaks out into a smile at your reaction, you looked adorable when you were shocked like that. 

“What do you say? Will you be my date to the yule ball?”

“Yes Freddie. I would love to be your date.”

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You checked in the mirror one last time, the yellow dress you wore complimented you perfectly. It hugged your upper body but flew out in waves as it passed your waist, tiny gold flowers perfectly decorating the fabric. As your eyes roamed over the dress to make sure it was perfect, you ran your hands down the sides to help calm the nerves that were drowning you. You were about to go to a ball with your best friend who you were in love with, how hard could it be?

“You are going to take his breath away.” You hear her say. You look up and meet her eyes in the mirror, sending her a small smile before turning on your heel. Your younger friend leaned against the doorframe, the pink ruffled dress was stunning on her. 

“Mione! You look beautiful!” You compliment her as you take a step towards her. She smiles at you but she shakes her head at your words. 

“Thanks Y/N but look at yourself!” She responds as she gestures her arms towards you. “Fred is going to go absolutely crazy.” She adds which causes you to blush at her words. You hoped that you would have an effect on him but it was only a wish. Fred was your best friend and that’s all he would ever see you as.

“Mione he’s just my friend.” You whispered and you shook your head at her. You notice her shoulders drop at your words and she just looks at you in disbelief. Hermione knew you were brilliant, but she just couldn’t understand how you’ve been so oblivious towards Fred’s obvious feelings towards you.

“Whatever you say.” She spoke which caused you to playfully roll your eyes at her before gently smacking her arm.

“Mione!” You say in mock anger which only causes the two of you to burst into laughter. You take a moment to catch your breaths before looking at the clock. “We should head down now.” You tell her. She smiles over at you before the two of you take a deep breath. 

Soon the two of yourselves found yourselves peering over the corner, checking to see who waited at the bottom of the stairs. You easily spotted Fred, George, and Angelina waiting there for you which made the nerves feel a hundred times worse than they were in your dorm room. But you couldn’t deny how handsome Fred looked in his dress robes, something so uncommon for the boy.

“You go. I just need a minute.” Hermione whispers, effectively pulling you out of the trance Fred had seemed to put you in. You look over at your friend to see her sending you an encouraging smile which seemed to help your nerves.

“I’ll see you in there Mione.” You tell her before turning back on your heels. With one last deep breath, willing yourself to hide the nerves, you took the last step and revealed yourself to be on top of the stairs.

Fred stood at the bottom of the stairs, fixing his vest for the hundredth time. He was filled with nerves and excitement. 

“Fred if you fix that vest one more time,” George began as he watched his twin nervously fidget as they waited for you. He was very aware of his brother’s feelings for you, it was obvious to everyone except you. George knew about it since the moment Fred started excluding you from their pranks, his twin always thought that everyone was fair game to be pranked but then Fred came in and told George that you were off limits, that was when he knew Fred saw you as more than a friend. “Fred calm down. You two will have a perfect night,” George added trying to ease his brother’s nerves.

“I know. I just…” Fred trailed off as his thoughts drifted to you. He truly wanted to make the night amazing for you, he wanted to make you happier than ever and he couldn’t wait to have you in his arms.

“Love her? We know.” Angelina finishes his sentence interrupting Fred’s thoughts about you. He turns to her quickly and begins to shake his head, wanting to deny her claim but he knew in his heart that he loved you. Just as he was about to respond to Angelina he felt George’s elbow sharply jab him in the ribs which caused him to send a harsh glare at his twin.

“Your date has arrived.” George whispers in his twin’s ear and gestures over to where you stood at the top of the stairs. Fred turns on his heels and the moment his eyes land on you, he swears he could’ve felt his heart stop and his breath leave his body. 

To Fred, you looked beyond beautiful standing there in the yellow dress with a radiating smile on your face. You were everything good that Fred couldn’t describe and he knew that tonight he was barely going to be able to focus on anything beside you. He kept his starstruck eyes on you as you slowly descended the stairs, the nerves overtaking your body as you watched Fred’s reaction. 

“Hi Freddie.” You greet him as soon as you reach him. You smile up at him since he was towering over you. 

“Hi love,” He replies and his eyes roam over you once more, taking in the beauty that was now in front of him. “You look...beautiful.” You felt the butterflies overtake your stomach and the blush become even deeper at his words. 

“And you look handsome Freddie. You clean up good.” You compliment as you raise a hand up to touch the yellow vest of his dress robes and the other coming to brush the hair out of his face. 

 “All for you love.”

“Well I feel honored. Now Freddie, shall we head in?” You ask as you wrap one of your arms with his. He gently smiles down at you and leads you into the Great Hall. Fred made sure to keep his eyes focused on you as you reacted to the decorated Great Hall, it seemed enchanting. 

You shift your eyes from the decorations over to Fred who was looking at you. And you knew you made the right choice being Fred’s date. You wouldn’t want to experience this with anyone else. To be in his arms tonight, in this beautiful hall, it made your heart swell with even more love for him.

Before you knew it, everyone was crowded around the dance floor, dancing to the loud songs of the Weird Sisters. You and Fred found yourselves in the middle of everyone, jumping along with everyone else and laughing at each other's absurd dance moves. Fred’s long hair was bouncing everywhere as he danced to another song of the Weird Sisters which caused you to burst out into laughter at the ginger boy in front of you. He pointed his finger at you, signaling that it was your turn to dance as wild as him. 

You threw your head back in laughter as he started to pretend to be the bass player, rocking his head to the music and accidentally bumping into the other students. You quickly joined him and followed his movements for a few moments, the goofy side coming out of the both of you. Eventually everyone around you turned to look at the two of you, seeming to be engrossed by each other.

You suddenly felt his large hand wrap around your wrist, keeping you close to him as he led you out of the stuffy crowd. The two of you are still laughing from the previous dance moves. He pulled you into a corner, hidden behind the big tree that was set up and he pressed you up against the wall.

“That was wicked.” Fred tells you as he tries to catch his breath. You shake your head as you try to get yourself to stop laughing, which loosened the pins in your hair enough to make your hair fall onto your face. You didn’t notice when Fred looked at you with adoration in his eyes and you didn’t notice when he moved his hand to brush the hair away from your face until you felt his hand resting against your face. 

“Freddie,” You whisper as your eyes meet his. He was so close that you could feel his warm breath against your face, his chest pressing against yours and his other hand coming to find your waist. 

“Y/N I need you to promise me something.” He mumbles but you were close enough to hear him properly. You furrow your brows at his request but nod nonetheless.

“What’s that?” You ask and your hand finds its way to his chest to play with his vest once more. You could see how nervous he was, it was a total 180 from his usual confident self.

“Promise me you won’t leave me after I say this.” Your heart stops at his words. You would never think of leaving the ginger boy in front of you, he was your Freddie and always would be. He was your favorite person and you would never dare leave him.

“I promise. I would never leave you Freddie.” You reassure him. You feel his fingers tighten on your waist as you said that. He would keep you there in this moment forever if he could. But he was about to tell you the truth and he hoped that you somehow felt the same.

“I love you. Actually no, I am in love with you. You’re just perfect in every way and whenever I’m with you, I’m the happiest whether that be studying or helping me prank people.” Fred admits. “And if you don’t feel the same that’s fine. You’ll still be my best friend and George’s best-”

“Fred stop. I’m in love with you too.” You interrupt him and pull him closer to you. A wide smile spread across his face as he processed your words. You loved him too and that made his 

“Can I kiss you?” He asks his eyes flicking from yours down to your lips. He wanted this more than ever, he had been waiting a long time for this to 

“Kiss me Weasley.” And Fred quickly presses his lips against yours. It was slow and hesitant, this was something new for the two of you but you soon fell into a passionate rhythm. Your hands moved down to his hips and pulled his body closer to yours while his hands found their way to cup your face. Everything was falling into place now, Fred loves you and you love him. 

“Be mine. Officially.” Fred whispers against your lips once you slightly pull away for air. You smile for what seems like the hundredth time that night and the love and happiness you had began to spread even more in the atmosphere between you two. 

“I’ll always be your Freddie.” Once those words were out of your mouth, his lips found yours again. The happiness and love shown in the kiss and the two of you held each other close.

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Note: ahhh lol I hope you guys like this! also yes requests are open! I write for Draco, George, Fred, Ron, Harry, Remus, and Sirius for now!

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THIS BROKE ME OMG IM CRYING

Ghost of You | D.M.

Draco Malfoy x Reader

Malfoy Manor had been bewitching when you’d first moved in with the love of your life. But now that he was gone, the sound of the emptiness was deafening. 

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Trigger Warnings: death/dying, grief/loss, swearing, car accident, fighting, talk of divorce

Author’s Note: Oof. This is a freaking doozy. This is based off the angst prompt “please don’t leave me” for @yourssuccubus​‘s writing challenge to celebrate her latest follower milestone! I did get teary eyed writing this, and I hope you all don’t hate me forever for breaking your hearts. Title and fic idea were inspired by the song Ghost of You by 5 Seconds of Summer. I highly recommend listening to the song (5SOS is my other fandom and they’re amazing i stg) to tie everything together and get even deeper into your feels. 

Italics are flashbacks. 

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You stared at the small paper in your hands. It was nearly impossible to keep from shaking. Your tears dripped onto the picture of the blonde man staring back up at you. 

Draco Malfoy: 5 June 1980 - 20 December 2005. Beloved son, faithful husband, cunning wizard. 

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home // f.w

summary: After a rough dinner with your family, you get high with Fred and realize how much you mean to each other.

word count: 1,163

warnings: smoking weed, light makeout, cold and distant parents

pairing: fred weasley x reader

The two of you sat in the backseat of your car, the one you used to drive from the Burrow to your house. It was quiet between you two but it was a comfortable silence, just enjoying the peace from what just happened inside the house. Your parents had demanded you join them for dinner, it was something you had been dreading the entire holiday season, your parents were like the Malfoys: cold, distant, and always throwing harsh words your way, except instead of the Malfoys, they were muggles. And they allowed you to attend Hogwarts but when you mentioned moving with Fred and George to help with the shop, they tried everything to stop you. Fred thought that if he offered to join, the night would have been calmer than it was. And now you were wishing you had just stayed at the Burrow with Fred.

So instead the two of you had sat in the backseat, the air warm and intoxicating from your current smoke session with Fred. It was something the two of you had done when one of you needed to escape reality. It was comforting to you and you loved that it was with Fred. He was sweet and he always stayed with you to make sure that you were safe. “Can you believe my parents?” You asked and Fred could tell you were annoyed by the tone of your voice. You were hardly ever annoyed or angry so it was rare for Fred to see you like this. “I just… they’re wrong. They think that since they’re my family they can control me.” You went on with your rant. Fred sat quietly just listening to you let out what you were feeling. And he would never understand what it was like to have a family like yours but he could listen to you and give you a safe place to feel the amount of love and acceptance his family gave him. You were a part of his family now and he knew, even if you weren’t his wife yet, you soon would be. Fred chose not to respond to your rant, instead, he passed you the joint and his hands found your body once again. His hand found your hair and began to play with it knowing it soothed you and once he knew that you were calm, he moved his hand to your hip. He jokingly poked you which caused you to push yourself away from him and laugh. “Fred!” You let out and jokingly glared at him in mock offense. He had a wide grin as he saw your face and soon the two of you burst out into laughter. “There’s that smile I love,” He whispered to you once the two of you had settled down. You shook your head at him but moved to sit closer next to him. You held the joint between your fingers as you slowly raised it up to your lips and Fred seemed to be as intoxicated by you as you were by the weed. You were beautiful to him, the way your hair frames your face, the crinkles at your eyes that appeared whenever you smiled at the way Fred would poke your side or the way you would snuggle closer to him when he would wrap an arm around you. He loved every part of you and he couldn’t seem to get enough of you. “Take a picture.” You whispered as you turn your head to face him. His attention pulling from your beautiful figure to your words. You could see he was questioning your words by the way his eyebrows furrowed and it caused you to let out a giggle, the sound was like music to his ears. “It’ll last longer. And then I’ll always be with you, Freddie.” You could see the effect your words had on him when you saw his ears turn slightly pink before his face did. He tried to hide it by taking the joint from your fingers and taking a hit but you could easily read your boyfriend. “Come here love,” He ordered as he finally managed to get his blushing under control. You lean down towards him, your face only inches from his now. He took a deep inhale from the joint and then his warm hand found your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. You opened your mouth instinctively and Fred uses the moment to exhale the smoke into your mouth before pulling you into a kiss. You pull away for a moment and exhale the smoke before grabbing Fred’s sweater and pulling his body to yours and your lips immediately found his again. The two of you fell into the slow and passionate kiss, you could feel his hand move from your jaw down to your waist, pulling you up and you followed, managing to straddle his lap without breaking the kiss. Once you had pulled away, your head found a resting place in the crook of his neck. You loved being in his embrace, it always felt safe and warm. He wrapped his long arms around your frame and pulled you closer to him. One of his hands played with the hem of your sweater, tugging at the loose thread that he would ask Molly to fix later. And the two of you fell into a comfortable silence once again but it was quickly broken by your rumbling stomach. “Darling,” Fred whispered and his soft voice made you sit up to face him. He still had his arm wrapped around your body to prevent you from moving farther back. “Yes, Freddie?” You ask softly. And Fred almost lost his breath at the sight of you, slightly red eyes and swollen lips and your body wrapped up in his sweater. It was such a simple and beautiful image of you but it made his heart beat faster and serotonin flooded his system. “Let’s go back home.” He said and you lifted yourself off his lap to sit next to him. “I’m already home whenever I’m with you Freddie,” You began as you snuggled into the warmth that he offered. His heart seemed to stop at your sweet and honest words, and that’s when he knew he was in love with you because you were his home too. “Let’s go back to the Burrow because I am starving.” You could feel the vibrations as he hummed in agreement with your words. With a loud crack, you soon found yourself in front of the Burrow with Fred holding tightly onto you. You looked up at him, his eyes were already on you and you could see the happiness and pure love he seemed to hold for you. Neither of you had to say it because you could feel the abundance of love you two held for each other. Everything was perfect for you and Fred, this was meant to be forever. You were at home now.

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Note: I wanted to write a soft Fred moment and now I want to marry Fred. Also I am taking requests to write for Harry Potter characters so pls send some :)

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Wowww this was a beautiful piece of writing. George should beat up Fred though but it was angsty and cute and fluffy. and ahh my heart ❤❤ also ron is a mood at the end lmao

Left Waiting at The Three Broomsticks (Fred Weasley x Read)

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Request: Hi! I was wondering if I could have a Fred Weasley imagine where he pisses off his gf somehow and so she gives him the silent treatment and only talks to literally everyone (including George) but him so he gets all jealous and pouty lol. Eventually he gets her to start talking to him again and then it’s all fluff etc. Hopefully this wasn’t a confusing request! Thank you!! :)

Warning: Tiny bit of sexual content towards the end, little bit of swearing, kinda angst at the beginning ?? and a lil towards the end ?? I think that’s all, a lot of fluff scattered about

Word Count: 9.5k (I am so sorry I got carried away)

Two hours. Y/n had spent two hours waiting for him. Two stupid hours on a Saturday night that she could have spent elsewhere making something productive of her day but no. The last two hours Y/n had been seated in a small booth in the corner of The Three Broomsticks waiting patiently for her boyfriend, Fred Weasley.

The thing that infuriated her the most was that it was his idea in the first place! Originally, the couple had planned a stay-in date in her dorm room for the night before, Friday, but other plans came up. Fred got tangled up in a prank with George that had landed him in detention with Snape for the night. Yes, it annoyed her but what could she do? It wasn’t like Snape would excuse Fred because she tells him they have a date. If anything, Snape would hold him back longer.

When Fred and George were finally dismissed, it was nearly eleven at night and Fred was sprinting down through the dungeons to the common room. Their arrangement was for eight and he was praying to anyone listening above that she was still awake, but not furious at him.

Skipping up the transporting stairs, Fred basically shouted the secret password at the Fat Lady making her narrow her eyes at him. She swung open, not without muttering about how rude he was, and Fred jumped inside. Ten or so students were scattered around the common room, chatting amongst themselves. Hermione, Ron and Harry sat around the couch near the grand fireplace. They sent Fred a wave, which he frantically returned. The golden trio watched in curiosity as Fred darted up the stairs of the girl’s dormitory.

Hermione looked back to the group and asked,

“Wonder what that’s about- he seemed in a hurry.”

“Heard him and George got detention. They put stink-bombs in the Slytherin common room! Heard it stained some of the furniture maroon!” Ron chuckled at his brother’s antics then resumed his debate with Harry over their thoughts on the Quidditch World Cup happening every four years. Harry tried to explain the concept of the Olympics to Ron, but Ron was too focused on how amazing it would be for the World Cup to happen each year. Hermione went back to her studies, blocking out the mindless bickering of the boys.

Above the common room, Fred Weasley was scurrying to his girlfriend’s dorm room. He hoped Angelina and Alicia were out so he could be alone with her. Their time spent together had been oddly less than usual the last few weeks. Fred had no change of heart- actually, he found himself falling more in love with her every day, but their final year at Hogwarts was creeping up from the woods and he was working on a dream career behind the scenes with George that was eating up his time with her. He had shared this idea with her before- but it was just an idea then. Fred and George planned on putting their dreams to action once they finished up the next year. He wanted her to come- George did as well, but he didn’t want to mention it until it was a reality.

Reaching his destination Fred took a second to compose himself. A thin line of sweat was forming near his forehead. This was the first chance he had to take a breather since detention ended. Fixing his dark robes Fred knocked against the door, quiet enough not to startle her but loud enough to hear.

“Y/n… Y/n… love, are you awake? It’s Fred-“

Abruptly, the heavy wooden door cracked open and a weary looking girl poked her head out into the quietness.

“Darling, did I wake you up? I’m so sorry.” Fred stepped forward and wrapped the girl in a tight embrace. Y/n’s head fell against his chest out of instincts. His arms fastened around her waist as he invited himself in the room, slowly walking her back.

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i am soft for draco malfoy now

Dating Draco Malfoy during Halloween season would include….

sleeping with windows open so you can keep each other warm

because the heat draco emits is just overwhelming, even in fall

soft kisses

mahogany apple candles burning

making love to soft indie music

kissing in the rain

and your breath makes clouds as you giggle

walking around a halloween shoppe

and you peak around the corner and scare him

“blood hell, love!” but he’s laughing

him forcing you to go on a haunted hayride as an excuse to hold you

baking pumpin pasties and getting into a flour fight

you bounding around the house in one of his old, tattered slytherin sweaters, knee high socks, and not much else

going apple picking and him complaining the whole time

but he goes along because he loves you

“i just adore you, darling”

“c’mhere, you must be freezing”

lots and lots of making out in candlelight

cheesy 80s horror flicks

with draco watching between his fingers

finally you fall asleep on the couch together to keep from having nightmares

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snowball fights and confession // f.w

Summary:  After a snowball fight with the Weasleys + Harry and Hermione, your boyfriend Fred lends you his clothes and makes a confession.

Word Count: 1,133

Note: ahh this is my first time writing for fred or anything harry potter related and this is my first actual post on this blog but i was really inspired and decided to do this.

When your boyfriend, Fred Weasley, had asked you to spend the holidays with him, you were beyond nervous. You had only been dating for 6 months and you hadn’t met a majority of his family, you would be meeting them over the holidays. Of course, you had already met George, Ron, and Ginny but you hadn’t properly met Bill, Charlie, Percy, or his parents. 

But ever since you arrived at the Burrow, you were welcomed with open arms and kind smiles. Molly adored you, you were kind, helpful, and she knew that Fred loved you, you were his perfect compliment. Arthur adored you for the same reasons but he was also happy that you were able to show him some interesting things from the muggle world. Charlie was just glad to have someone who shared an interest in dragons. Bill and Percy were just happy that their brother had you in his life and made him happy. You seemed to be loved by everyone in the family and it felt like you fit right in with them. 

It was the day after you guys celebrated the holidays and you had plenty of time to hang out with them before you would return to Hogwarts, it was Fred’s brilliant idea to have a snowball fight, he wanted to do something fun that involved everyone. 

“Fine but I call Y/N on my team!” George shouted as everyone made their way outside. 

“But she’s my girlfriend,” Fred protested removing his arm from you as he followed George. You laughed to yourself at your boyfriend’s actions, you thought he was adorable for trying to convince George but he was stubborn and it was a way for George to annoy his brother.

“That’s exactly why!” George responded as he turned back to everyone as you reached the place where you would play. Eventually, the boys had managed to effectively pick their teams. George’s team was you, Ron, Harry, and Bill while on Fred’s team there was Ginny, Hermione, Charlie, and Percy.

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Everyone had gone back inside the house once Molly had announced that dinner was about to ready and ordered everyone to get cleaned up. Your clothes were wet from all the snow and you were getting colder by the second you wore it. You managed to peel the wet and cold clothes off your body, the cold managing to seep down into the bone, and goosebumps graced every part of your body.

You held Fred’s jumper in your hand, fingers running over the soft fabric for a moment. It somehow slipped your mind to pack an extra jumper and you were fully expecting to slip into a thin long sleeve instead but your boyfriend had just given you his to wear.

This would be the first time wearing his clothes since you two had gotten together. You smiled at yourself before slipping your arms through the sleeves and pulling the rest over your head. The sweater was long and it seemed to swallow most of your body but it felt soft and warm against your shivering body. You could smell the familiar scent of your boyfriend, cinnamon, and marshmallows with a hint of smokiness. You felt safe and comforted just wearing his jumper.

You pushed the sleeves up enough to let your hands out and quickly slipped into your clean pair of leggings and socks. You looked in the mirror once again, a blush quickly appearing on your face as you saw yourself in Fred’s clothes. 

“Darling,” You could hear his voice as he knocked on the bathroom door. He had managed to change faster than you and was now waiting for you so the both of you could head down for dinner. 

You chose not to respond and instead you pulled open the door. For Fred, it felt like his breath was stolen from his lungs as he saw you standing there in his jumper. You looked even more beautiful to him, the way his clothes seemed so comfortable on you made his heart melt.

“Ready Freddie?” You asked him

“You look uh,” He began to say but quickly lost his words. You had never seen Fred speechless, he was always talking to you whether they were actual conversations of him flirting with you, so this was new to you. A blush quickly formed on your face once again

“Yes, baby?”

“I can’t believe you’re wearing my clothes.” He whispered as he took a step closer to you, now he was actually towering over you. You looked up at him with innocent eyes that were filled with love for him, and he would have taken you back to his room if you guys weren’t expected to go downstairs so he opted for the next best option. 

You could feel his long arms wrap around your body, pulling you closer to him and your chests were pressed against the others. He leaned his face closer to yours and you could feel his warm breath on your face for a moment before you felt his soft lips press against yours. As you deepened the kiss, your arms made their way up to wrap around his neck and your fingers gently played with the hair on the nape of his neck. One of his hands came up to place his hand on your cheek and the other on the small of your back to pull your body even closer. 

“I love you Y/N,” He whispered once the two of you pulled away for air. You froze in his embrace at the words, it was the first time he told you he loved you. He felt you freeze and just as he was about to tell you that he was sorry if it was too soon, he saw the huge smile spread across your face.  

“I love you too Fred Weasley.” He quickly pulled you into a kiss and this one seemed to pour out the love you had for each other. But it ended sooner than the previous one, now you definitely had to go downstairs before the other Weasley’s came looking. You quickly put the wet and dirty clothes away in the hamper in your room before rejoining Fred in the hallway.

“I guess I should wear your jumpers more often,” You joked as he reached over to lace his hand with yours. The smile that was on Fred’s face earlier still hasn’t left and probably wouldn’t as long as you were with him but you felt glad that he was happy.

“If you do that then I’d have to show you just how much I love you,” He whispered as he winked in your direction, your face turning redder at his suggestive remark. And the two of you headed down to dinner, happy and in love.

[goldenmalfoyy]

he’s a precious bb

Rupert Grint as RON WEASLEY in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One