#FRED😸

[l1veleak]

porsche drivers while porsche is falling apart

[autismdurst]

Tin house for my tiny Fred pig!!

[emeritusemeritus]

Hi!

Can I request a oneshot,where the weasley twins got to a arguement with you, because they were a little extra flirty and their pranks going to far to the point it upset people,then it cause you to ignore them for 5 days straight. Making sure that you didn't bump into them in the hallways,didn't sit with them at (breakfast,lunch,and dinner),if you guys have classes together (since your in the same year) you either group up with someone else,or just simply not looking at them at all. Acting like,you didn't have two boyfriends who were always staring at you, thinking of a plan to get you to atleast look their way.

Then it all just ends with smut,the rest of the story can be anything you want.

THANKIES,LOVE YOUR WORK SO MUCH!💝😸😍😘

Hi lovely Anon! I hope you are well. Thank you very much for your kind words and for this request, I hope you enjoy! I’m sorry there’s not much smut at the end, I’ve been writing it pretty much for two days straight so it’s more an a non-graphic, implied kind of smut! 🖤

Warnings: a bit of angst, a bit of smut. Non graphic smut, implied sexual references. The twins being unapologetically themselves. Pranks, injury, minor genital injury, no blood.

Word count: 2.9k

Actions and Consequences

It had been five days since you'd last spoken to your boyfriends after that night in the common room. You were done with their stupid antics. For too long now you'd come second place to their inventions; you could deal with the long hours spent working on their creations, the aftermath of them testing their products on themselves and the amount of time spent grifting for sales but what you absolutely wouldn't deal with was them completely ignoring you for the sake of their 'customers'. Not to mention their completely lack of morality or remorse for anyone even as people suffer and endure the consequences of their stupid pranks. Or their complete blindness to real life consequences which had really bitten them in the arse lately... not that it seemed to make a blind bit of difference.

It may have all been funny once, but this time they'd gone too far.

You'd spent your time in the library, walking the grounds, helping out Hagrid and hanging out with your other friends, finding that without the twins' constant disruptions you were so much more productive. You actually had free time again, had gotten ahead of your school work and were completely up to date with your homework. Besides the crippling heartache, you were doing okay. Or maybe you weren't, but you wouldn't allow yourself to give them the satisfaction of knowing how deeply you were pining for them, or give them even a slight clue that they occupied your mind almost 24/7.

You'd ignored every one of their attempts to communicate, wanting them to feel exactly as you had when your wants and needs had been ignored. You knew it was petty but you just couldn't be around them right now, too hurt to carry on as you were. Fred had tried first, tried to bulldoze his way through your emotional boundaries under the guise of yet another joke or prank, another chance to break the rules. He'd learnt very quickly that this method did not and would not work, throwing him off completely. George had been slightly more sensitive in his approach but had still missed the mark entirely. Neither of them had apologised, not to you and not to Neville who had been caught in the crossfire of their invention testing. They'd even sent Hermiome over to try and 'talk some sense into you' but you'd quickly shut down her feeble attempt at being an unwitting participant and had instead diverted the conversation to S.P.E.W, which had earned you an hour long lecture on Elf rights, but at least the topic of the twins was quickly forgotten.

Any further attempt to reach out to you fell on deaf ears and was met with a neutral yet disappointed expression and absolutely no enthusiasm. You'd taken to eating with Katie and your other friends, trying not to spend any time in a place where the twins would be able to find you.

Their gazes upon you were constant, their eyes almost more persistent than their words. You could feel the heat from their stares on you morning and night, in the great hall, in classes, the common room. Sometimes you just felt like you were being watched constantly, though of course you weren't.

But you couldn't deny that your days had become infinitely more boring since you had been ignoring your boyfriends and trying to teach them some consequences. Boring but peaceful, you kept reminding yourself as you felt your stubbornness starting to slip. You missed them badly by the fifth day but reasoned that they had a lesson to learn even if it made you suffer in the process. You'd walked into your dorm after classes to find some fizzing whizbees placed on your bed that you knew would be from the twins. It made your heart pang for a moment as you looked upon the gift, knowing that they were your absolute favourite chocolate and that the twins didn't have any money so they must have begged borrowed and stolen for this. But then you remembered why they didn't have any money, bloody Ludo Bagman. With regret and a growling protesting stomach, you'd given Ginny the Whizbees, telling them to give them back to her brothers, though you knew that it was a step too far for your broken heart.

"What's it going to take?" Ginny asks, looking up at you from her bed as you hand her the delicious treats.

"An apology," you reply.

-♡-

"I have an announcement. Oi gits, put down your knitting and listen here!" Fred suddenly shouts from the centre of the common room, immediately grabbing everyone's attention. It's Friday night and everyone had been sat around the common room after dinner, branching off into different activities. You hadn't seen the twins since dinner and figured they were off somewhere causing mayhem, thinking no more of it. Dean reaches out and turns down the radio as the buzz of talking and laughter fades quickly, everyone falling silent as they look towards Fred. You heave out a sigh, really not wanting to give him anymore attention and so you didn't look up to him, choosing instead to keep your eyes on your book.

"I Fred Gideon Weasley, would like to formally apologise for my behaviour and careless actions the other night, well since birth actually," he says as he stands on top of one of the high tables near the stairs, as if he even needed the extra height to tower over everyone. Truthfully, you'd stopped reading the minute he's started talking, only feigning interest in the pages so that you wouldn't have to look at the stupidly handsome man. You could see the faint outline of him in your peripheral vision and it was enough.

"And I George Fabian Weasley would like to mirror that apology," you hear George say, pulling your attention even further, but you still don't look up. "And extend my greatest apologies to Neville Longbottom who unwillingly consumed one of our canary creams last week, turning him into a great big yellow bird. We're sorry we didn't warn you."

"Or know that you were terrified of birds," Fred adds, but you can almost hear the smirk that he's wearing.

"But to our girl," Fred adds, your heart pounding. "We want to apologise to our beautiful girl y/n y/n."

"Our long suffering girlfriend," George adds.

You look up now, completely forgetting the book in your lap as your eyes meet George's and then Fred's. They don't look remorseful per se, but you knew when they were being genuine. Your heart constricts, feeling suddenly awkward that they are doing this in public.

"We're sorry Angel, never meant to upset you or ignore you and this is our public apology to you."

"Of course we'll apologise later in private," Fred says with a smirk, earning a feel whoops and cheers from the crowd at the suggestion and you feel your cheeks heat up at the insinuation. He chuckles finding your wide eyes and flushed face in the crowd before continuing. "We never meant to embarrass anyone, even old Neville, no offence Neville." You watch as Neville raises his hand slightly in response to Fred, having been called out personally.

"So, in an attempt to show you that we are clearly reformed men who want nothing more than their future wife to forgive them, we're giving our sweet girl the chance to embarrass us, right here, in front of everyone."

You frown, thoroughly confused by their words.

"Ronald, be a dear," Fred calls out to his younger brother sat closest to you, gesturing for him to bring you up to them. He flushes bright pink, the smile slipping from his face at the audience participation section and you make it easy on him, placing your hand on his shoulder as you walk past towards the twins, your book long forgotten.

"A round of applause for our beautiful girl!" Fred says with a menacing grin, waving his arms frantically as the common room erupts with a loud roar of applause, making you want to run and hide.

"Now princess, you can do."

"Anything at all," George adds.

"To embarrass us," they say together.

"As justice for our professional negligence."

You don't have time to think of your options nor react as a deafening crack echoes around the common room as it falls silent, each person waiting in anticipation for what was going to happen. The twins shoot each other identical looks of shock and horror as the loud creak turns into a brief snapping noise, followed instantly by them tumbling to the ground with an almighty thud as the table beneath them splinters and collapses under their feet. You rush forward towards them, careful to avoid the masses of falling books, ornaments and the many many pieces of wood that had splintered around.

George appears first, completely unharmed and unfazed with a wicked smile on his face. The common room erupts in laughter and cheers but dies down slightly when you reach Fred who is doubled over, clutching his groin.

Apparently he'd landed awkwardly and had somehow managed to injure himself in the process, catching the 'family jewels' on the way down.

He stands slowly with your help, keeping a firm hold of your hand as he raises one arm, still slightly hunched over, forcing a smile onto his face as the common room cheers again. People begin to disperse after that, the show over and not wanting to be part of the cleanup. You wave your wand and begin to tidy the mess, hermione and Ginny helping levitate larger pieces and ornaments off to one side for now as Harry lifts the shell of the bookcase and flings it into the corner.

"Don't think you'll be apologising in the way you wanted Weasley," Seamus says as he walks past, a cheeky grin on his face as he wiggles his eyes at Fred.

"Shove off Finnegan," Fred shoots back, though his voice is still strained. "Git."

"Well I still can," George smirks, throwing his arm around your shoulder and giving you a smile, winking in your direction.

"Come to our dorm?" He asks into your ear, earning a little nod from you in conformation.

"Think you can make it big boy?" You ask Fred, seeing his face still scrunched up. He looks up towards you and squints in a mock glare, not caring for your apparent lack of sympathy.

"We are sorry Angel, we went too far," George says as he pulls you into his arms. You don't resist, more than happy by their attempts of apology. "We didn't really think about it and we'll try better next time. We promise that we'll never ignore you or put you second again, you're everything to us."

"I think it's been ripped off," Fred murmurs from behind you, still clutching his groin as he walks slowly into the dorm, closing the door with a flick of his wand.

Ignoring his twin completely, George smiles down at you, hand reaching up for your chin to keep your attention on him.

"Can we still call you our girl?"

You smile back up at him and nod, feeling better in his arms than you had all week.

"Don't go missing on us again," he says, "you're ours remember." He leans down to kiss you, hands simultaneously wandering and holding you tightly to his body.

"I'm never going to get hard again. It's done for, I'm ruined for life."

You realised almost as soon as their next big idea struck that long term consequences were just not a consideration for George and Fred, though this time you were neither angry nor upset. You'd realised somewhere along the way that the last thing the twins needed was someone else picking them apart, playing on their faults and trying to teach them a lesson of conformity. What they really needed was understanding and support of their future business and an occasional redirection for their more wild attempts. Though of course the main lesson had been learnt and then did now consider how their pranks and stunts would affect someone else, which was a big step (Ron didn't count in that agreement apparently).

So when the twins were mercilessly flung back from the Triwizard cup, landing on the stone floor with a great thud and immediately began spouting big white bushy beards, hair and eyebrows, you laughed along with everyone else. You were doubled over with laughter as they rolled on the floor squabbling about the consequences of the ageing potion and whose fault it was, knowing yourself that they were equally as guilty. They laughed along with the crowd who were in hysterics and when Fred caught your eye, seeing you with tears of laughter streaming down your face, he only laughed harder.

"Well, What do you think?" Fred smirks, running his hand through his white beard that could rival Dumbledore. Your vision was blurry with your tears of laughter, only made worse when he gets close to you, the ridiculousness of his appearance even more absurd up-close.

"I think you're an idiot," you say with a smile, holding back a wheeze.

"Come on baby, you're telling me this does nothing for you?" He says, trying to reach out for you and wiggling his ridiculous eyebrows at you suggestively.

"Not unless you're holding a sack and giving out presents... don't!"

He bursts with fresh laughter at your words, followed by another boom of laughter when George comes up behind you and attempts to kiss your cheek, the white bushy beard feeling awful against your cheek. You squirm out of their holds, completely disgusted at the thought of kissing them whilst they looked like that.

"I'm hurt, injured, I'll never recover, my girl swerving from my kisses!" George says dramatically, raising his hand to his forehead as if he's ready to faint from the hurt. You simply roll your eyes with a smirk on your face.

"Turn back ginger and you can have all the kisses you want," you say towards George who is still trying to cuddle up behind you despite your mocking attempts to bat him away. He chuckles in your ear and suddenly reaches out to press a wet, sloppy kiss to your cheek before running away with a boyish laugh. You grimace playfully, wiping the spit away from your cheek as you attempt to recover from the feel of his beard ghosting your skin.

"But it's like a view into the future," Fred adds, gesturing as his white hair.

"Then I want to break up."

"Can I at least keep the beard?"

"Madame Pomfrey now... then come find me later," you say suggestively, reaching and stroking his tie, making his eyes widen in excitement.

Immediately he runs off towards his twin, finding it easier than ever to spot him amongst the crowd as you try and locate someone else amongst the crowd.

"Boys!" You shout, earning their attention straight away as they pause, turning to you with curious looks on their faces just as they are about to exit the hall.

There's a blinding flash and they squint at the sudden brightness as you thank the boy beside you, gratefully accepting the Polaroid that Colin had snapped for you. Your laugh echoes around the hall as the moving picture develops, seeing their surprised faces, wide eyes and wild beards captured eternally on the film.

"One for the wedding album," you smirk, shooting them a wink as you place the photo in the pocket of your robes, still laughing as you walk away.

-♡-

"You know, I really like your hair long like this," you say to George later on that night in the privacy of their dormitory. Lee had been unceremoniously shipped off the second the twins had arrived back from the hospital wing looking 100 years younger and back to their gorgeous ginger selves.

"Why's that baby?" George mumbles as he kisses the skin of your thighs, adding to the fire that threatened to consume you. You smirked, reaching out for his soft shaggy hair, running your fingers through the long beautiful strands of fire red hair before giving a gentle tug as you move him closer to your weeping core.

"Better for steering," you smirk, biting your lip as you give him your most seductive smile. You're instantly rewarded with a chuckle from the very naked twin behind you and secondly with a deliciously arousing swipe of George's tongue through your folds, the tip of his tongue deliberately catches your aching clit making you gasp out his name and throw your head back onto Fred's shoulder behind you.

"So you don't like older men then princess?" Fred teases as his hands reach out to cup your heaving breasts, his thumbs gliding over your hardened nipples at the very same time that George's lips suck on your clit perfectly.

"Just you two," you manage to gasp out as your hips rise for George, keeping your fingers firmly embedded within his hair, thinking of how incredibly lucky you were to be in this opposition, dealing with the consequences of your actions.

[fredweasleyannon]

Still think of me as Prince Charming Ally? How adorable

Well, hello lovely, It's the better-looking Weasley twin here. Nice to meet you. Fred Weasley at your service.

@alexis-camberra-black @mattheoriddleanonn @kittenanon @rockefeller-anon @gabyblackanon @graceparker-anon @juliette-bishop @dani-price @francis-anon @malfoy-anon @berkshire-boy @nottedanon @pkinganon +anyone else

[skeletalgames]

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Thank you so much for all of your support - look, even Fred is cracking a smile! 😸💜👀

Can we make it to 5K by the end of the month? Wishlist our indie game on Steam now!

[yourmangogirl]

MMFC robot masters in my AU real names, age and personalities when they're were humans:

(warning: angst)

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Experiment 01, AKA Fire Man - Fred Reed

He was a normal 40 y.o. human man who worked a firefighter in Silicon City. He was considered the best firefighter in the city. He had a daughter who he loved the most, but she died in a fire incident.

Experiment 03, AKA Drill Man - Dustin Bailey

He was a 45 y.o. human man who worked a miner in Silicon City. But he was very interested in music, but his work did never give him time for it.

Experiment 04, AKA Hypno Woman - Mary Gweneth

She was a normal 40 y.o. human woman who worked a psychologist guidance counselor at Aki's school. She was always ready to help everyone solving their problems. Even thought she was always feel herself overwhelmed by that...

Experiment 05, AKA Wave Man - Winslow Brooks

He was a 45 y.o. human man who was obsessed with interest in maritime affairs, cute things, and the most, alligators(he loved animals very much). He had a sensitive and gentle heart..

Experiment 07, AKA Ice Man - Isaac White

He was just a 14 y.o. human boy who was studying at Aki's school. He was very cheerful and pure-hearted guy. And also naive and too trustful...

Experiment 08, AKA Blasto Woman - Becca Taylor

She was a 41 y.o. human woman who worked a tour guide at the museum in Silicon City. She was a soul woman with a good sense of humor. Also she was Mary's(Hypno Woman's) best friend.

Experiment 10, AKA Air Man - Archie Miller

He was a 35 y.o. human man, a little bit arrogant. He had a great passion for flying, dreamed of becoming the greatest helicopter pilot.

Experiment 11, AKA Chemistry Man - Cameron Hall

He was a 40 y.o. man who worked a chemistry teacher at Aki's school. He had a difficult times working a teacher as kids did not listen to him during classes. But he was never give up. Until one awful day...

Experiment 14, AKA Guts Man - Greg Baker

This man was a 44 y.o. man who worked a main head chef in a cooking TV show. His show was popular all over Silicon City until it was overshadowed by another cooking show..

Experiment 16, AKA Elec Man - Elmer Price

He was a restless 30 y.o. human man with a big sense of humor, he worked as an electrician, but all the employees considered him somehow useless and annoying, which of course made him feel sad..

Experiment 18, AKA Wood Man - Woody Perry

Was a normal 35 y.o. man, a big lover of plants. He was absolutely a pure-hearted man. He even wanted to grow a tree, but due to an accident, nothing came of it..

Experiment 24, AKA Cut Man - Chauncey Wright

Oh, he was just a 15 y.o. human boy who was a perfectionist, lover of growing a plants. Was a student at Aki's school. He also was very emotional and sensitive to insulting

Experiment 36 (last experiment), AKA Chaotique - Charlotte Hayes

Charlotte(Chaotique) was a little silent, calm and very shy 14 y.o. girl that was also a student at Aki's school. She was practically inconspicuous, almost no one didn't pay attention to her. Except one girl at Aki's class with glasses and dramatical nature, but a good heart. Too bad these two hadn't spend last time together in happiness...

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Alright, that's all! Hope you understood everything here, that's was, so to say, a short description of MMFC robot masters when they're were humans.

Who was your favorite? Waiting for your opinions(and questions, if you have)!

Have a good day or night!!💖💙😸

[stoookes]

hey just caught up on omegaverse, and wanted to tell you how great that last chp was! stu and fred were so hot together but there was so many feelings spoken too late there, it was such an electric and charged atmosphere ahhhh my heart 😭😭😭 and then jimmy and stu getting closer, thanks to ali, only for kevin to ruin it all over again 😠🤦🏻‍♀️ i hope stu realizes who his friends are soon, but why do i have a feeling that you're only going to make it worse for stu before it gets easier? 😨🫣

brilliant work, I cant wait for the next chapter 😃😸

Awww - thank you so much! I'm glad the Freddie/Stu stuff came across like that because I was a bit worried on my read through that it was a bit flat and rushed 😅 Good to know it didn't read like that :P

Me? Make things worse? Dangle a nice thing just to snatch it away? Never... 😏

Hopefully a new chapter soon! So glad you're enjoying it :)

[roonilwazlibimagines]

https://lumosandnoxwriting.tumblr.com/post/640982646209609728/future-trophy-wife-fred-weasley every once and a while I think about this fic,, this is one of my fav pictures and hockey is the only sport I like, but god 😸💦

-🍋

This was literally me googling what a puck bunny is

[slowlyshamelesscolor]

Yandere fred with a Neko Y/N Headcanons

😸 You were a Neko, yes a Neko you had to keep your secret hidden, because you were afraid that nobody would expect you not even your friend Fred knew about it, but one day he found out.

😸 Luckily he isn't that bad as most of the Yanderes if they had a Neko Y/N, he knows what he has to feed you and he knows what's best for you.

[nandaramos]

Eu amo essa foto e eu amo esses gatinhos! 🥰😊🧑🏻💙😸 #Gatinhos #Fred #Tutu #Amo (em São Paulo, Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck7eMJluwvn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[craftescape]

These two have their own version of the game "getting the upper hand" by plopping their butts on top of each other until one of them gives up! Don't worry about Fred's "help me, Mom!" expression. Rose's butt may have 'the upper hand' this time, but he wins as often as she does! 😸 #atailoftwokittiestx #kittycuddles #gingercat #calicocat #weirdandfunnycatgames https://www.instagram.com/p/ChTQ9OoOnfC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[loverspidey]

i'm sorry, did i read that correctly??? DEDICATED TO ME??????? *grateful and happy noises*

you haven’t slept in days. what fred means by that is... it’s exactly what it is, you haven’t slept in days. one day, fred’s afraid he’ll swing by your dorm and he’ll actually find you turned into a statue. that’s how much you’ve been studying, that’s how hard you’ve brought things onto yourself and weighing down onto your shoulders, so deep it’s hard to breathe.

this sounds so much like me it's baaaaaad ... it's the "we barely have any self preservation because we are overachievers and want to succeed in everything" gang 😋😋

but that’s why you have fred weasley.

my. boy.

“there’s my pretty girl,” he smiles, almost too handsome for his own good.

😫😫😫😫 I CAN SEE THIS PERFECTLY FCK WHY IS HE LITERALLY GODLY

“i’m... that’s it. i’m gonna fail everything, i’m gonna–”fred’s quick to stop your rambling by popping a chocolate frog to your mouth. it’s proven to be a success when he sees how the chocolate goodness makes you smile (after you scoff and roll your eyes at him, of course).

i really do need myself a fred to remind me that i won't be a failure at life 🥲😶

he decides it’s too slow to wait for you to make it here on your own that he walks over, grabs your wrist to tug you to follow him. fred props up your pillow for him to lean against and drags you to sit between his legs as he pops the picnic basket open. retrieving a pumpkin pastie, he hands it to you and has a small flask which hisses when he twists the cap. soon the waft of hot chocolate fills the room and past the admiration that fred weasley goes for you, the concern of him not studying when he should still gets the best of you.

I WANT HIM YOUR HONOR!!!!!!!! yes please marry me mr weasley

“my love,” he cups your chin, nudging your mouth open so he can direct your hand to put the pumpkin pastie in followed by that shit-eatingly handsome wink of his, “we all know i’m just gonna nick off george and hope for the best. if not, you’ll be the breadwinner among us.”

🥺 "my love" i can't. i'm done. died. passed away. broken and then fixed. crying. screaming. throwing up.

fred and angelina share an eye roll... but when angelina settles in bed, she watches as fred’s content watching you sleep, leaning by your side as he holds onto one of your hand. this is one of the times angelina will lay off on the teasing. not when you needed this pick me up, not when fred seems to be the sweetest when it came to you.

angelina PLEASE be my bestie 😸💐

hi! for the drabble thing, affectionate, wink please

loud & deafening silence drabbles [tag here / list here] wink ➜ wink at my muse so with the amount of serotonin i received from @616films​ here i dedicate this lil blurb to her >:)

you haven’t slept in days. what fred means by that is... it’s exactly what it is, you haven’t slept in days. one day, fred’s afraid he’ll swing by your dorm and he’ll actually find you turned into a statue. that’s how much you’ve been studying, that’s how hard you’ve brought things onto yourself and weighing down onto your shoulders, so deep it’s hard to breathe.

but that’s why you have fred weasley.

and that boy is now stepping into your room, careful to be quiet as he pads into your shared room with angelina (though, she gets the memo and leaves after fred bribes her with a chocolate frog). fred stands behind your chair, watching as you remain stagnant with your head in your hands.

he reaches out with a hand to your shoulder, giving you a soft squeeze. it does nothing to elicit a response so he sighs and gets to his knees, coming to your height as he tried to turn your chair. when he does so successfully, it allows him to have a good look at your face now that your hands have fallen.

“there’s my pretty girl,” he smiles, almost too handsome for his own good. you groan and lean back into the chair, much like a deflated balloon that fred finds amusing. he has a hand on your knee, the other reaching up to cup your cheek, “c’mon now. i didn’t give away a chocolate frog to johnson to have you look like this.”

“i’m... that’s it. i’m gonna fail everything, i’m gonna–”fred’s quick to stop your rambling by popping a chocolate frog to your mouth. it’s proven to be a success when he sees how the chocolate goodness makes you smile (after you scoff and roll your eyes at him, of course).

“better?” he chuckles, especially when you quiet down like a tamed kitten. with a small nod, he gets up and stalks over to your bed. you look over your shoulder to see him holding a picnic basket, patting your mattress, “c’mere then. time for a well-deserved break.”

swallowing the chocolate, you huff, “aren’t you gonna study?”

he decides it’s too slow to wait for you to make it here on your own that he walks over, grabs your wrist to tug you to follow him. fred props up your pillow for him to lean against and drags you to sit between his legs as he pops the picnic basket open. retrieving a pumpkin pastie, he hands it to you and has a small flask which hisses when he twists the cap. soon the waft of hot chocolate fills the room and past the admiration that fred weasley goes for you, the concern of him not studying when he should still gets the best of you.

“freddie...”

“what?” 

“you’re really not gonna study?”

“my love,” he cups your chin, nudging your mouth open so he can direct your hand to put the pumpkin pastie in followed by that shit-eatingly handsome wink of his, “we all know i’m just gonna nick off george and hope for the best. if not, you’ll be the breadwinner among us.”

begrudgingly, you take a bite and try to speak despite your mouth half-full, “this is all a bribe, isn’t it? i’m gonna have to earn the big bucks between us.”

“that or you can hope that our joke shop takes off well.”

“...then i have no time to eat! i need to study!” you try to fling yourself from his grip, only to get tugged back with an arm around your waist, “at least finish your hot chocolate first.”

"then i get to study again?”

“i won’t stop you... until it’s time for bed.”

“promise”

“...no promises but i’ll try.”

((”still here, eh weasley?” angelina chuckles as she steps in, shaking her head at the sight of fred by your bedside, watching you sleep.

“she needs her rest. any day longer and i think you wouldn’t have a roommate anymore, johnson.”

“oi, i’ve kept my eye on her!”

“did you get her to sleep?”

angelina has an apologetic grin, “she’s... feisty when she’s cranky. she almost clawed my face off.”

“sounds about right,” fred snorts.

“so noisy...” you whine as you turn to the other side on the bed, still deep in sleep.

fred and angelina share an eye roll... but when angelina settles in bed, she watches as fred’s content watching you sleep, leaning by your side as he holds onto one of your hand. this is one of the times angelina will lay off on the teasing. not when you needed this pick me up, not when fred seems to be the sweetest when it came to you.

so, yeah. angelina will be decent for today.))